Date. 22nd of March, 4317. I was able to communicate somewhat successfully with the ponies today. Using the translator program with the small ‘dictionary’ I made I could write to them. Purple, who called hims- , I mean, herself Twilight.
Yes, after I started asking about Blue she laughed a little. Turns out I was wrong the whole time. I was only right in calling Orange a female. It was kind of embarrassing really. The town also isn’t run by a tribal system, but more democracy that all leads up into an oligarchy. The two rulers are princesses that live in the castle at Location Alpha.
I knew something was up with that. I also tried to ask her about the ‘moon religion’ I saw on first look. Twilight seemed confused about it. It was really clear using the words I knew.
Luckily I have some other cool technology to deal with the language barrier. I left her a small recorder, sort of like this one. I’ve asked her to just say words into it. Once I get back the recorder, the process is relatively painless. Although I’ll have to spend a day or two just sorting out the information, which means nothing of note will be recorded.
I’m slightly shocked that I was wrong about the ponies… but, I suppose that it happens sometimes. I can’t wait to ask her more about social statuses and the culture they have. Now that practically everything I know about the town is wrong, everything is up in the air.
Twilight seemed interested in how humans lived as well when I was writing with her. It made me wonder what they are talking about in Location Alpha. I can’t wait to ask her some questions.
Sadly I’ve also got some mandated question that I was sent from the Federation officials.
They are basically questions about military and war history. Stuff about standing armies and the like, weapon capabilities, possible nuclear devices.
*Tent flap ripped open *
Hey, what are you doing here?
*Brief scuffle, dragging. Minutes pass. Tent closes and sounds of sitting*
Damn it! Just had a ‘meeting’ with some of the people from the fleet. I’m not supposed to say anything, but after they roughed me up a bit, I think I deserve this. Told me they are on a ‘bag and tag’ mission for the scientists to get a read on some of the creatures from the forest. I mean, why would the ponies care if we're looking at the creatures in the forests?
Personally I don’t see why it’s that important, but that’s just me. I don’t think there’s really much else to say for today. This is Observer signing out.
~~Chat Closed~~
Date. 26th of March, 4317. It took a few days to get the verbal dictionary working properly so today was the first day in which I spoke to the ponies in Beta. I also sent a copy of the language codex to the fleet in case they didn’t have it yet. I didn’t get a response so perhaps I’m last on the list to hear anything. You’d think I’d be a bit more important but I digress.
Meeting the soldiers really shook me up the last few days. I had another dream last night. First one since I came here, in fact. It was pretty awful. The dream started out with me in the forest with the soldier. We kept running because something was chasing us. One by one is caught us until I was left to run. I woke up as it was thundering through the trees about to grab for me.
Wondering about what it means is probably useless.
On to more important matters however. I was able to talk to the ponies today. At least to a few of them. The technology isn’t that advanced and there was only Twilight, Blue, who is Rainbow Dash, and Orange, who is Applejack. Initially I asked them the required questions and uploaded the answers to the appropriate divisions.
I asked if they could see us in the sky at night. They told me that they could and they were interested in us too. I remember one story of a species that got so worked up with seeing the fleet in the sky that they started to run off cliffs in droves. That’s what the Federation is trying to avoid with this ponies. I hope we can too.
I talked in depth with them about what I saw and what the truths were. One of the topics was the town’s democracy. It’s sort of like a democracy, but not quite. I was never good at politics so I can’t really explain all that well. The mayor is elected every few years, and the current one has been unanimously elected for over ten seasons. I should see if I can get her to write a report for my report.
On a personal level, I wonder something. My job here, in Beta, seems superfluous. I’m just talking to the ponies now. No real observations are getting done. Although they are warming up to me immensely. In fact, I wasn’t given a strange glance at all today.
I’ve even asked the team at Location Alpha for a status update on their mission for negotiations. Hopefully I haven’t overstepped my bounds, but they should treat me with a little respect. After all, I did decode the language rather well. The codex isn’t nearly full, but it’s enough to get points across.
Back to today’s conversations. Let’s see… we covered loosely the political situation and the required questions…. Now that I think about it, I didn’t ask anything of note really. We merely talked of their lives. I’m going to wait for the response from either the fleet or Alpha before I anymore recording. This is Observer, out.
~~Chat Closed~~