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The Maretian - Kris Overstreet



Mark Watney is stranded- the only human on Mars. But he's not alone- five astronauts from a magical kingdom are shipwrecked with him.

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Sol 290

MISSION LOG – SOL 290

Today NASA finally insisted on the damn inventory, so we spent the day counting pretty much everything, inside and out.

Starlight’s new arm- right foreleg- patch is much better than the emergency job that failed after almost two hundred sols. Dragonfly spat up three different layers of material at various points during the suit refurbishing task day before yesterday, with the result that the new patch is both more durable and more flexible. It’s still not perfect, though. We discussed adding a Hab canvas patch as a protective overlayer, but Dragonfly finally said it would get in the way if and when a new patch needed to be made.

One of the things NASA was worried about in particular was the disposable CO2 filters. They wanted to make sure, with all the EVAs I was doing, that I wasn’t running out. Well, the good thing is, when the suit life support isn’t running, the air flow to the filters is shut off cold, so that the absorption power of the filter isn’t used up while riding in the rover or while in the Hab where other systems will take care of things. Also, any time the Hab’s air tanks get a bit low, the ponies just vent their home-grown air into the Hab, and the atmospheric regulator sucks up the excess gas, splits it into its components, and stores it.

So I’ve had the luxury of leaving filters in my suit until they’re saturated, then bleeding CO2-laden air out and letting the suit backfill with good air for the rest of whatever EVA it is when the alarms go off. And, of course, I very seldom go anywhere in the rover (which also uses those filters) without at least one pony to provide suit environmental systems. I think I’ve only swapped filters in Rover 2 five times total since Sol 6.

As a result, I have, as of today, exactly 200 filters remaining, not counting the ones currently in the suits and the rovers. That’s 1600 hours of EVA time without bloodletting the air. If I used one filter per sol for EVAs, that’s two hundred sols worth of EVAs… and one way or another, we have only two hundred sixty-one sols remaining on this rock. So barring some truly lethal circumstances, I’ve got more than enough filters for the rest of the mission.

Most of the other news from the inventory is good. We’ve only cheated a little bit on the food packs, to the point that I can go back on a full food pack diet (well, two-thirds ration) around Sol 430. And believe you me, I am counting the days. I’ve even picked out my celebration meal for Sol 430: the last bacon breakfast pack, and one of the four remaining spaghetti with meat sauce dinner packs.

During a much less pleasant lunch than spaghetti, we finished Fellowship of the Ring today. Discussion time was… interesting. Dragonfly argued, and argued well, that Boromir was doing what he thought was right when he tried to get Frodo to bring the Ring to Gondor. The ponies, of course, argued right back that Boromir was wrong, that he was under the influence of the Ring. And then Dragonfly won the argument by pointing out that Boromir’s sense of duty to Gondor- his pride and love for his country- was what made it possible for the Ring to take hold in the first place. That, after all, was what Gandalf and Galadriel had been afraid of- that the Ring would twist what was best about themselves and use that to betray them.

And she ended with a bit of wisdom which I don’t think the ponies had heard before: “Everybody is the hero of their own story, in their own mind.” The conversation shifted into pony-language for a bit as they discussed their baddies, but Dragonfly was able to defend her position pretty well. The ponies weren’t happy about it, but they were definitely thinking about it. At the end only Starlight Glimmer argued the point to say that there was one pony who didn’t think themselves a hero- herself.

At that the subject quickly changed to Frodo on the Hill of Sight, which everyone agreed was a fucking dumb thing to do.

Anyway, we should finish the inventory tonight, after which Starlight is going to help Dragonfly roll up an original character for the new campaign. We need a fighter; I’m playing a bard and Fireball is playing a monk, with Spitfire as an elven cleric and Cherry Berry as a druid. That’s a party that’s just crying out for a tank. But we’ll see what Dragonfly wants to do…


“A paladin??” Starlight gasped.

“Paladin,” Dragonfly replied. “Lawful good. Smiting evil. Smiting the insufficiently good. Smiting the indifferent. Smite makes right.”

Starlight Glimmer put her face into her hoof. “Do we really look like that to you?” she asked.

“You mean you ponies? Psh! Of course not!” Dragonfly said. “You ponies would all be clerics with vows of nonviolence except for the princesses and Twilight Sparkle’s friends! Nah,” she continued, grinning, “I just want an excuse to bash things.”

“Have you ever played Ogres and Oubliettes? Or this Dungeons and Dragons?” Starlight asked. “Trust me, you’re not going to need an excuse.”

“Bash all the things,” Dragonfly said. “But in a lawful good way. For the glory of Insert Deity Here.”

Starlight sighed, mentally consigning her tale of intricate balancing of shades of political grey in a fallen kingdom to the scrap heap.

Hackfest? I can do that, bug. Bring it.

And that day, Starlight Glimmer, the Killer DM of Mars, was born.

Author's Note:

Yeah.

So, today I played tech support for my aunt and uncle- driving to Houston and back (110 miles each way to the place I went) to get a new computer for them. And I spent two hours at their house trying to set it up, only to have the same NMI memory error blue-screen the refurbished computer three times. So tomorrow I go down there again...

... anyway, I got home for good a bit after 6 PM, by which time my office/bedroom was warm. The AC doesn't keep up with the Texas heat in here, so it ranges between 82 and 85 at the computer even with the thermostat set to 75. I'm seriously thinking about moving my office to another part of the house, part of it that's on the central air system.

But the heat, plus other issues, makes it difficult to concentrate, which is why you're getting this filler that's strongly inspired by the comments on yesterday's chapter. (Also, I really did spent some hours going through the entire story to date and doing a reasonably conservative estimate of EVA hours Mark has conducted (and filters used up), because I was beginning to worry, what with all the activity he's had the past hundred sols, he might be getting low. Turns out nope, he's good for the rest of the story.)

Anyway... Chrysalis and the changelings, as they exist in Changeling Space Program and, by inference, The Maretian. One commenter compared them to North Korea, whereas my thoughts turned more to South Africa or Rwanda (or other places- there's a lot of parallels). And the key point is: why is there no justice for Chrysalis, if not for all the changelings?

Justice is damn important to us human beings. We want it done, and we want to see it done. Of course, what we see ourselves as justice, others might see as revenge or even persecution. (Or, in some cases, abuse of law for purposes of enslavement; for-profit American prisons have much evil to answer for, to say nothing of the long history of prisoner work gangs and forced labor.) For a species that craves justice so much, we're not very good at either defining it or carrying it out.

So let's drop the word justice and aim for simple punishment. Chrysalis and her changelings have done a lot of evil, most of which doesn't get brought up in this story or in the cartoon because it's too bad for a Y7 rating. Murder is possible, but not clearly confirmed. Kidnapping, theft, fraud, confidence scheming, assault, endangerment, burglary, and levying of war against the crown of Equestria? Yep, all guilty. And even the changelings who stay behind in the hive (if any- in CSP there's lots, but no details are given in the cartoon) are complicit, both by aiding and abetting the warriors and infiltrators and by receiving the benefits of the crime (accessories after the fact).

For justice to happen, each and every last changeling would have to be locked up and put on trial. From the pony point of view, they're all guilty and deserve to be punished.

The changelings, of course, would disagree. The nicer (or more clever-tongued) among them would argue that what they did to ponies was distasteful but necessary for their survival. (The less nice, of course, enjoyed every bit of it.) But even though it's an attempt to excuse evil, it's not wrong. The conflict between changelings and ponies is not the same as human group A versus human group B; changelings, at least pre-reform, are utterly dependent on stealing love from ponies for their very survival. And the rules all break down when survival is on the line.

But now let's separate Chrysalis. The main difference between CSP Chrysalis and canon Chrysalis is that the Chryssy I write is much more cautious than the one in the cartoon. The one in the cartoon, to be blunt, loves her some crackpot schemes. CSP Chrysalis hates risk and hedges her bets. But either version of Chrysalis is a psychopath. The closest either can come to love is a form of possessive pride. Both lust to hold power over others- the more the better. And both believe it is morally wrong for anyone to oppose her, because she, Chrysalis, is not to be opposed.

In short, a horrible person- not totally incapable of being reformed, but it will take a lot of doing by a clever show writer to make it plausible at this point.

You can argue (and I do) that the average changeling is not innately evil- merely banal. Changelings go along with all the bad stuff because they don't see any alternative and because they've been taught- and have persuaded themselves- that it's how things should be. (The cartoon agrees with me, considering how quickly and thoroughly the changelings took Thorax's option in "To Where and Back Again". Given other circumstances and other options, changelings become just folks... in much the same way certain ponies, in circumstances, become monsters.

But Chrysalis is different. She is bad and revels in it. And in a perfect world, she should get some true cosmic justice. In CSP I have a couple of plans in that regard, but Maretian is eating all the writing time I can scrounge, so we haven't got to the payoffs yet. Suffice to say that, even if you argue that changeling drones deserve a pass for the Bad Old Days, Chrysalis indisputably does not.

But now consider the practical aspects of seeing justice done to Chrysalis. Remember, she is not merely a criminal, nor even a gang leader. She has a tiny nation, an unknown number (I use the number thirty thousand in CSP) of generally loyal subjects, all of whom are potential warriors. She lies outside the reach of standard law. It would require a war to bring her to justice in any absolute sense, and the waste involved in that war would probably not be worth it.

Could you cut off interaction with her? Yes- and this would hurt her not at all. In most cases, for example, where the US has cut off diplomatic and trade ties to a nation, the result has been to strengthen, not weaken, the regime in question. The dictators use the measure as an excuse to their people for everything bad- and a justification for the bad actions of the dictatorship. And when you finally lift the pressure, Chrysalis would still be there.

Celestia has decided, in CSP, to take an approach of reconciliation. Rather than choose justice, which would either trigger a war or make peace more difficult, she has decided to act as if she takes Chrysalis at her word when she claims to seek peace. Of course she doesn't really trust Chrysalis, but she's content to tangle Chryssy in her own diplomacy in order to inhibit whatever her real scheme is. And, all the while, she does everything she can to make it easier for the changeling drones to integrate into Equestrian society.

A year later (where CSP's story currently lies languishing), if Celestia threatened to jail Chrysalis for her crimes, the changelings would still rush to the defense of the queen... but, at the same time, the changelings are much happier with the new detente than with how things were before. They don't have to be afraid. They're eating better than ever before. They're enjoying the full benefits of civilization, rather than the cast-offs and stolen trinkets (and, in one case, the junk mail).

So, if Chrysalis said at this point that the peace was off and the changelings were going back to their old ways... it's a very open question how many would continue to follow her. And the CSP Chryssy (unlike the canon Chryssy) is cautious and smart enough to realize this is an issue. She can see that, for all her petty abuses of power from time to time, she's slowly losing her grip on her subjects, and that she has two choices; fulfill their wishes, or provide such an instant and overwhelming victory that they'll accept it.

How she resolves that problem is the main spoiler that makes me regret every single Equestrian-based scene I write for this story, no matter how indispensable it is... but at least in CSP, we can see that Chrysalis is being slowly shifted from being a ruling queen to a reigning queen. Maybe, for a controlling, abusive personality like hers, that's justice enough.

TL;DR - Justice is really bucking hard.

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