Observations
New job, new placement, new planet. I can see everything this planet has to offer us. Life forms indeed spotted. Small, four-legged things. Can’t remember why they sent me here of all places. So far out of the galactic rim; can’t talk about that now, have to keep observing. First day is very important.
Creatures have towns and cities. Reminiscent of several Earth time periods. Locations are noted in index A. Grids will be supplied. They seem civilized. North of the equines are great birds. I hesitated to call them griffins, but it’s the word that fits. Have the scientists make some fancy name, they always do. I also noted Zebras to the south, less numerous than the equines.
Equines take up the largest landmass near the planet’s equator. Once the probes are geosynchronous I can get a better view. All I’ve got from here is general shapes and a few snapshots. From picture 23, in index B, they seem to be capable of psionics. Will have to observe closer, could be trouble.
Technology seems… barbaric from here. *laugh*. I suppose that to a man in a spaceship, everything else would seem barbaric. I think I saw a track in picture 51, can’t make it out. They look like ants in most of these. *Computer beeps and squeals*.
I see that the probes have gotten into orbit now. I’ll open observation chat once the cameras are live and streaming. I’m almost interested.
~~Chat Closed~~
Date, uh, 24th… June, uh, 4215. That was a pain to calculate, why don’t we use the local sun for dates? I digress, it really doesn’t matter. I got a closer look at the equines, ponies really. They are colorful little things. Nothing like what they had on Earth.
And I’ve been thinking about why I’m here. It must have been Jerkins. He always hated me, he put me out here. What a goddamn brown-nose. I’m going to miss my anniversary thanks to him. Kara is gonna be pissed at me. Hopefully I’ll get a bonus if the federation reaches out to his planet after I’m done.
I’ve seen no signs of war, not even one skirmish marred the planet. I can see some holes here and there, but nothing bigger than a quarry. I’ve marked those locations down for review. How can a planet full of different species not have war? Perhaps it’s a unified government. Although from what I can see there isn’t much inter-species mingling.
*The sound of keys being hit* Huh, what’s this? There seems to be different types of the pony race. I think I see one with wings. *Pauses a minute or so* Yeah, those are wings. It’s moving too sporadically for legs. One race having such radical differences? It’s not unheard of, of course.
That reminds me, I need to look up on the psionic nature of these ponies. I’m curious about that little fact. Few species have psionics, and another would be interesting.
*A small alarm goes off* Ah damn it. It’s time for a rest cycle. I’ve set the cameras to record the city centers and towns. Perhaps something interesting will happen. *A chair is pushed back*. This is Observer signing off.
~~Chat Closed~~
Good morning, the date is… what? That can’t be right. Says the date is the 27th of June 4215. *Groans* Whatever, something must be wrong with the sleep chamber. I’ve taken a look at what the computer recorded and it showed nothing of note. Probe 5 has been sent in closer so I can see the finer details of the creatures.
The northern griffins seem far more warlike in nature than the ponies. They have few settlements; the others must be obscured by the clouds. Can’t say much about them. Could've sworn I saw one walk on a cloud, but the video played too fast that I must have seen something.
Zebras, on the other hand, are peaceful. Their towns are nomadic and sparse. It appears they rely on grass huts and rough masonry. I’ve taken liberty to attach pictures in the Zebra Index. The um… excuse me a second. *Stands up and walks away. Comes back minutes later*
I had to grab water, my throat was dry. I… forgot what I was saying. I didn't sleep well last night, or three nights. Even with the sleep chamber I was restless. Had these dreams of someone watching me. They told us when we trained that that might happen. It hadn’t happened so far, but… it did. *Sighs*.
Gotta focus, okay. Zebras are boring. I’m looking at this pony city. It’s got what appears to be advance stonework. A mostly stone city built onto the side of a city. Probe 5 is on it’s way and will be above the city soon for close observation. From what I can see with this probe array now isn’t too clear.
The buildings are too close for street view. I’m also noticing some cloud cover.
*A pause and tapping of fingers*
Now that I think about it, the lands the ponies occupy don’t have too much cloud cover unless it’s a storm. Weather is strange here. What’s this? Some of the winged ponies are flying at the clouds and… pushing them? Special Report: Winged Ponies can touch clouds, move them and such. Perhaps the griffins walking on clouds isn’t so far-fetched after all.
I see probe 5 has hit the area, closer cameras enabled now. Let’s take a closer look here.
*Silence, interrupted a few times by scrolling and exhalations.*
Hmm. I can see… two more types on ponies. One has horns, like unicorns. The other set has nothing, no wings, nor horns. A very boring part of the species. The town has a very established center which contains a market. I see no places of worship or congregation. There’s a castle in the northernmost part of the city.
It looks like right here, *taps on the screen*, that there’s a group of zebras entering the castle. Perhaps a federation of the races. I’ve taken a few pictures of the group and castle. It’s a huge castle, bigger than any estate. I wonder what they’re doing in there.
I’m looking around town again, back at the market. More unicorns here. I sent the probe in close. House level. I can see some floating objects here and there, evidence of psionics. I wonder if they will name something after me. A city? What a glory it is to live in Prime, they will say. Shouldn’t get ahead of myself now.
I can see what they’re holding aloft. Mostly baskets of produce and books, sometimes they carry supplies and what not. If I see this right, the color of the eye determines the glow of psionic energy.
*Gasp* No! I’ve lost control of the probe. *A new voice is heard, indiscernible* I’ve been spotted! Probe is blown, recalling the rest and going dark. This is Observer signing out!
~~Chat Closed~~