Humans Are Space.. Pets? (Entry 11..?)

Humans are space.. pets?  (Entry 5)

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As I approach what I estimate is the 14 hour mark since the crash, I find myself longing for the comforting familiarity of my ship, the Dutchess.  I know she’s in ruins now, but some part of me refuses to believe it.  Sure, there were times when I wanted nothing more to get off that muggy ship and into some fresh air, but that doesn’t mean I didn’t love her.  The crash wasn’t any one persons fault.  She was just old and her hull was worn.  I was planning on fixing her up on our next stop.  

Right now I’m missing the day/night cycle in her lighting system in particular.  The suns are unwavering here, and I find it difficult to measure time or decide whether or not I should be sleeping.  There’s also no place I have access to currently that’s dark enough and also comfortable enough for me to fall asleep.  Stars, I miss those crummy cots.  What I’d do to be back on that ship.  

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The sapients have left the dwelling.  I’m not sure how long they’ll be gone or where they are.  I’m going to take advantage of this quiet time to find a dark place to sleep.  Perhaps under their bed.  Will update after I rest.  Too tired to hold the pen.

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I’m unsure how long I’ve been asleep for.  The sapients still aren’t back, but I feel somewhat more rested than previously.  I suppose I’ll look for a way out of the dwelling and try to contact my crew.  I wish I had a better way of measuring time.  Right now I’m relying on hypothesis and a sky that never darkens.  

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I’ve thoroughly explored the dwelling and there aren’t any obvious escape routes.  The sapients seem to have activated some sort of locking mechanism on the kitchen drawers, so I can’t climb up there that way anymore.  I’m too exhausted to try anything new right now.  Despite sleeping (for an unknown increment of time) and consuming a reasonable portion of rations, I can’t quite muster up the energy.  I know I’m a human, and I’m supposed to be resilient and have this constant drive to escape and be free and rend and tear any obstacle, but I’m also just a man.  I’m only 46, but I feel particularly weathered today.  Maybe I got more hurt in the crash than I realized.  Or maybe I’m just finally hitting that adrenaline crash now that I’m not in fear of imminent danger.  

I shouldn’t waste paper on these ramblings.  I’ll save it for when something of interest actually happens.  Even though I doubt anyone will ever find or read these anyway, even if I do make it off this planet.

Capt. Crow.

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Humans are space.. pets?  (Entry 8)

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I did not have to enact my escape plan to get outside.  Unfortunately, there is an invisible barrier between the slats of the fence, so my plan was stunted there.  I’ll have to rethink.  Until then, it’s plan B; which the sapients have made a fairly easy task.  They seem to want to teach me their customs and their world.  When I was writing my last entry, I heard them chittering in the main room and decided to investigate once I finished writing.  I did so, and found them having a meal on the couch.  There was a little tiny (relative to the sapients) table set out next to the couch with human rations on it.  It might’ve been endearing to someone with a weaker will than I.  I approached cautiously, and they pretended not to notice me.  I say pretended because although they did not turn their heads or eyes, their antennas were tilted in my direction the enitre time.  I assume these are sensory organs, likely sensitive to sound or vibrations.  I watched them as I approached the little table and sat down on the floor by it.  I ate my ration while watching them pretend not to watch me.  Once I finished the food and stood up, the smaller one actually turned to look at me.  When I didn’t run away, it got up and came over to sit down about eight feet away from me.  I was prepared to bolt if need be, but I figured it would be useful to have friendly relations with the sapients if I was going to try to learn anything about them.  

The sapient chattered at me, reaching one paw out and resting it on the table.  I tried to speak to it, but obviously there was a language barrier.  After a moment of us both chattering back and forth incoherent nonsense to the other, the sapient seemed to decide to change its tune and start to mimic my speech.  It wasn’t very good at it, but it was making slightly more human sounds than before.  It was somewhat disconcerting, to be honest, but it was an effort.  I copied one of the squeaks I’d heard it make previously, and it got extremely excited and began chattering at the other sapient, who was watching intently from the couch.  

After the sapient realized I could mimic its sounds, it began to repeat one over and over again.  It put both paws on its chest and repeated the sound a few more times.  I copied it, and once again it burst into excited chatter with the other.  The sapient pointed at the one sitting on the couch and repeated the same sound.  The word they’ve taught me, which I assume is what they are called as a species, is ‘Lumarian’.  Of course I’m sure it’s spelled differently in their language, but that’s my best translation to the English alphabet.  They seemed thrilled to be teaching me, and they continued with this word until I got it close enough to their pronunciation that they were happy with it.  At this point, the second sapient Lumarian moved from the couch to sit next to the first one.  I tried to teach them the word ‘human’, but they just seemed to want to teach, not learn.  They only cooed at me when I tried to speak English words.  Even so, this was a huge leap in communication level.  After a few more minutes of it, they both got up and went to the second room.  I followed them, and they opened the door to the outside.  I was almost amazed at how easy it was-  I wasn’t even trying to convince them to let me out, they just decided to.  The first thing I did was try to test the fence, and there was some sort of barrier between the slats that made it impossible for me to get through.  It may be electromagnetic.  I think the fence slats are either entirely decorative or hold the power source for the invisible section of fence.  

Once I gave up on the fence, the Lumarians showed me a few of their native plant species; I didn’t learn any of the names well enough to write down yet, but I’m sure upon inquiry the Lumarians will tell me again.  They have a garden along the wall closest to their dwelling, wherein they grow a mix of their plants.  I’m assuming most are food plants, as I saw them eating some similar to ones I see growing here.  They didn’t show me what is in the two enclosures at the far end of the yard yet.  They ushered me inside after showing me a few plants and realizing I was more interested in looking at all the species rather than learning the names of just a few.  Once they got me inside they picked me up and subjected me to another air bath.  I am still searching for a way to show I’m very much capable of cleaning myself given the right tools.  

When they released me from the kitchen again I came back to my little hideout here under the bed to update.  I think my next major goal will be to learn more about the native wildlife and plants, and at the same time see about measuring time.  There are fluctuations in the light levels outside, but they’re so subtle it’s easy to miss.  Because there are two suns, on opposite ends of the sky, there has to be a time when both are on the edge of the horizon, in theory.  I’m not sure exactly how this planet’s orbit works, though, so I suppose I could be wrong about that.  Once I’m out in space again I’ll have to study that aspect more closely.

Captain Crow

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Humans are space.. pets?  (Entry 1)

So.  I read a lot of Humans are Space Orcs and I’ve seen a couple things recently speculating on what if aliens thought humans were cute (in a puppy way) or adopted them like pets.. and I thought it was funny.  So I’d like to finally make my contribution to the content I enjoy consuming so much.  I may or may not continue writing this I honestly don’t know

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The ship crashed on this planet I’d estimate a week ago.  It’s hard to tell time here.  From what we managed to document before the engines malfunctioned, this planet is a part of a solar system with two mother stars; the planet does a sort of figure eight around both stars.  Because of this, there isn’t any apparent nighttime.

Sorry, I’m getting sidetracked.  I suppose it’s a good idea to document what we know, but there are more pressing issues to document at the moment.  Most notably, the sapient species that inhabit this planet seems to think my crew and I are suitable housepets…  

When we crashed, our main focus was obviously trying to survive and find a viable way to contact home.  While we were scoping out the area, we came across the dwellings of the native sapients and tried to ask for help.  They had no translators though, and don’t seem to be a part of the Galactic Federation, at least in this settlement.  One simply picked our ambassador, Sarah, up & cradled her like a baby.  Not wanting to start any conflicts, we gently tried to explain that we were a civilized species and this was all rather impolite.  They ignored us and instead of putting Sarah down carried her off.  We had no choice but to follow.  The sapients are about twice the height of us, so trying to wrestle her back wasn’t a viable idea at the moment.  

The sapient took Sarah to what seemed like a sort of animal shelter, which is when the rest of the crew and I pieced together what they thought of us;  they weren’t hostile or ill-intentioned, but seemingly thought that we were ‘strays’ in need of rescue.  A few of us were rather offended at this whole ordeal, while others found it endearing.  Nick proposed we may be able to take advantage of this potential relationship, and I had to agree it was probably ideal for our safety and possible study of the sapient species to play along.  

Our arrival seemed to cause some interest in the sapients community, and not long after we were brought to the shelter a group had gathered outside.  The one who looked to be in charge was communicating with the rest.  We decided to establish our game plan while we had the chance, as it seemed likely we would end up separated.  Luckily we all already were equipped with radios, so communication wouldn’t be an issue.  I split up this notepad into equal parts so we could each document our experiences, and thankfully I had enough writing utensils for us each to use one.  

Our engineer, Lily, is going to keep an eye out wherever she ends up for potential communication home.  She’s always been handy with unfamiliar terrain & tools, I have faith that she’ll be able to macgyver something.  Until then, we’ll be saving our radio batteries for emergencies.  If this species turns out to be hostile after all, well, I suppose we’ll have to deal with that when we come to it.  Until then, we’ll just have to play up our ‘cuteness’ to keep the situation in our favor and document valuable information while we have this.. strange opportunity.  

Captain Crow signing off for now.

Entry 2

About Humans are Space Pets...

Hahahahaa heeyy guys... been a while, huh..?

Okay it's been actually, almost (correction, over) a literal year since I last posted, and I'm sorry. I'd make some excuse about how life got busy or whatever, (which did happen, but is no excuse) but y'all deserve better than that. I just logged on to look for drawing prompts and realized how popular my Humans are Space Pets series got/was and saw just how many people were asking to be added to the tag list or wondering where the story went.

I still remember a lot of what I was going to do with it, and one of my goals this year is actually to write a short story to completion.. what better way to do that then work with a story that's already started and has a fanbase of sorts?

I might shift a couple things around to make it a stronger story (Not changing anything that's already happened of course!) and it may take me a minute or two to get the character voice right again, but if this is something that enough people want, I think it would be good for me to pick it up again.

With all that being said, I'm not sure how many, if any, of you guys are left, and I may very well be screaming into the void. If you guys are still interested in the continuation of Captain Crow's story, please let me know!

Signing off for now (and hopefully for much shorter of a time than before!!)

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Hi! I was just reading your humans are space pets story and I really like it and was wondering if you have a tag list that you could add me to? I don’t want to miss any updates it’s sooo good 😭💕

Hi!!! I am so overjoyed that you like my story! I don't have a tag list yet as I was wildly unprepared for my story to get as much traction as it has, but I am considering starting one for all the lovely people like you who are interested in keeping up to date :)

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Humans are space.. pets?  (Entry 7)

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I decided after my last entry that it would be in my best interest to document anything and everything I can get my hands on to aid in making a plan.  After I finished writing, I got up and wrote all the following notes; I am writing this introduction after for ease of reading.  This entry will be mostly informational and provide insight into the living conditions of the sapients on this planet.

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I could not get exact measurements of anything, so all measurements will be by my best estimation.  

The dwelling is composed mostly of a smooth black stone.  The walls and flooring are all this material, whereas the ceiling is made of sand composite.  The ‘kitchen’ area carries over the main themes of the rest of the dwelling, but the bases of the counters seem to be metal.  The drawers are capable of being pulled out to make a staircase and roll easily out- when not locked.  It could be possible to climb up via the edges of the drawers, but it would be more difficult.  The counters are too far apart to do a jump off of one onto the other.  There are windows at eye level when standing on the counter, perhaps these could be broken or opened to climb out of; it would be a long drop on the other side though.  

In the main entryway, there is a piece of furniture that resembles a couch.  It’s in the center of the room and too heavy & large for me to drag anywhere.  Besides that, the front area is barren.  The sapients have removed the carrier they brought me here in, so it’s a non-factor.  

The second room of the house, the ‘bedroom’, is slightly more furnished.  There’s a storage unit across from the doorway (which has no actual door, I’m unsure why) and 3 smaller pieces of furniture.  Two I would equate to being chairs or stools, and one that might be decorative as I see no obvious purpose for it (it’s shaped kind of like a lamp but there’s no lighting system).  Above the storage unit there is one small, narrow window.  Aside from that, there is a large rectangular piece of furniture that resembles a bed.  There aren’t any blankets or pillows, just a sort of soft looking square of white material.  There is a door out beside the bed, but the handle is too high up for me to reach and appears to work differently than a traditional human made one.  Underneath the bed I have stored my ‘mattress’, as well as my journal.  My remaining supplies are hidden under the storage unit.

To take stock:

Swiss army knife

One (1) plain granola bar

One (1) canteen with drinking water (1 quart)

Radio

4 AA Batteries (rechargeable)

Translator 

Utility belt (Just empty pockets)

This journal

A pen (half of ink remains)

My current plan is pretty loose, but hopefully efficient.  If it fails, I’ll have to factor in whatever variables I missed.  

I’ll pack up my supplies onto my utility belt (that is what it’s made for, after all) and wait underneath the bed for a viable opportunity.  When the sapients open the side door, I should be able to dodge out around their legs and get outside.  Once out, I should be able to slip though the fence.  The gaps are large enough for me to fit through if I saw correctly through the window.  From there, I should be able to bolt.  It’s mostly flat, plain terrain out there, but there are other sapient dwellings and various structures it may be possible to hide near.  If I made it this far, the next goal would be to get to the wreck of the Dutchess.  She’s in ruins, but I may be able to salvage something useful, even if it is just scrap metal.  From here, I’d radio my team and let them know I got out.  After gathering approximate locations, I’d be able to formulate an exact plan on how to get them all out.  The next step would rely very heavily on Lily being able to make a way to communicate out of atmosphere, but we should be able to get something from the ruins of the Dutchess to send out an SOS.  Then, hope and pray to whatever gods there might be.

Plan B is to wait it out and continue documenting what I can from the sapients.  Perhaps more information will allow for a better plan to be made.  This is probably the safer option.

I’m undecided what route I will take as of now.  I want out now, but patience is an important skill to master and may reveal an easier way out.  

Captain Crow, plotting.  [There’s a crude doodle of a bird with a pencil next to his signature]

Entry 8

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Humans are space.. pets?  (Entry 10)

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It’s noon number two.  The Lumarians are back.  I jogged four laps around the house and then fell asleep under the couch earlier.  Then I woke up and jumped up onto the storage unit again and realized I’d left my journal up here.  That could’ve been bad.  Good thing I was the only creature in this house.  Speaking of creatures; the Lumarians have shown me what lives in those enclosures out back.  They also seem to have procured some human energy drinks while they were out.  I’m not usually one to drink lots of caffeine but I’ll take what I can get here.  It was next to my food so I drank it.  What do they put in here I don’t know.

Before dinner (I’m calling it that because noon number two is closer to pretend nighttime and this meal was nearer to noon number two than noon number one.) the Lumarians took me outside to show me the yard again.  They got home closest to what I’m gonna call 5 pm because that makes sense to me.  I’m trying to clear up my timeline because I realize now I’m writing very fast and it’s kind of hard to read.

At noon one the Lumarians left.  I watched the sky out the window until around 3 pm.  Then I ran around to regain my sense of self and fell asleep under the  couch.  At 4 I woke up and got back up onto the storage unit to retrieve my journal.  I hid it back under the bed.  At 5 the Lumarians came back and found me and let me outside to show me the yard.  I’ll tell the story from there now that I think I made it make better sense.

Okay, so, the Lumairans let me out into the yard again.  It’s a big space;  imagine a large backyard, and then multiply it by at least three, and then scale it up times two to account for the size of the Lumarians compared to humans.  Closest to the house they have a garden, all along the back wall where the door is.  I went to go look at it, but they gently guided me away from that direction.  Maybe there’s something poisonous growing there or maybe they just already had their plans to show me the enclosures on the other side of the yard.  Maybe both, I don’t know.  It’s almost amazing the amount of things I don’t know yet.

The Lumarians let me take the lead, perhaps to allow me my independence, but they kind of flanked me from behind to make sure I didn’t wander or run off I guess.  I wasn’t sure where they wanted me to go, but I could tell where they didn’t want me to go, so I simply made the executive decision to head for the enclosure on the left.  This was apparently the right decision, as they didn’t redirect me.  When we got to the enclosure, which still looked empty to me, they opened the gate and guided me in.  I was suspicious at this point that they were going to lock me out there, but that didn’t make any sense and luckily is not what happened.  Instead, after closing the gate behind us, they went out into the enclosure and opened a little trapdoor-gate-thing built into the ground that I hadn’t been able to see before.  The taller sapient went down into whatever space was under the ground there and returned a few minutes later with a creature-  Imagine one of those sea slugs that look like cartoon rabbits.  I think they’re called sea bunnies.  Anyway, this creature looked like one of those, except the size of my torso and less fuzzy.  It was more blobby than fluffy.  The sapient brought it over to me and let me pet it, and it felt kind of like a water balloon someone had dropped in a tub of grease.  With little blobby ears and protrusions down its back.  I suspect it has the intelligence level of a water balloon as well, as it did not react to my touch at all.

The Lumarian tried to get me to learn the name of this creature, but I was mostly focused on trying to remember and mentally document its appearance and texture to write down here.  I think I’m going to start a field guide as well, since now I know I’ll be able to get better looks at some of the flora and fauna here.  

I probably should pay better attention to the names of things if I’m going to document things, now that I think of it.  But I was distracted by the strange appearance of this creature.  It begs the question of how and why any animal on this desert planet would be so.  Moist?  I mean, when I say this planet is a desert, I mean it’s all sand and hot and dry.  It’s always daytime and so far there have been no weather events.  Maybe that’s why these creatures live primarily underground-  maybe there’s a pool of water down there or something.  I didn’t go down, so I don’t know.  Maybe I’ll explore that in the future too.  It just depends on how long I’m stuck here, I suppose. 

After I pet the creature and failed to learn its name, the Lumarians ushered me back inside to eat dinner.  Today was real food-  I haven’t had actual fresh food in months, so that was very exciting.  I’d been living off of rations, which are always vacuum packaged or preserved or dry.  But on the other hand I have no idea what I ate.  It sort of reminded me of the one time I had squid ages ago, like, raw squid.  It was a little squishier and had an interesting texture, but it didn’t taste bad and I was happy to have something with some chew to it instead of nutrient-rich blocks of nothing.  They seem to have procured some human foods as well as the native food they fed me, which I think they’re rationing out as ‘treats’.  As I said earlier, tonight it was an energy drink.  I think I’ve worn myself out at this point, but I hadn’t had caffeine in a long time before today, especially not in that amount or concentration, so I apologize if my writing is somewhat illegible.  After I finished dinner I returned to my little refuge here under the bed and wrote this entry.  Which I am writing right now.  But not anymore!  Goodnight.

-Captain Crow.

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Entry 11..?

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Humans are space.. pets?  (Entry 2)

Entry 1 

Apparently, humans are in high demand as pets on this planet.  My crew & I were picked up and separated from one another in a matter of hours.  I suppose this isn’t a bad thing, it makes research easier the faster we infiltrate the households of these sapients.  However, it was somewhat surprising.  

The community is close-knit and close together, with no form of transportation other than walking that I can see.  If I had to make an estimation, I would say this species is technologically at the same place humans were around the early 20th century, although it is rather difficult to tell with everything being so different and I’m not sure that comparison is even a fair one to make.  The terrain here is almost entirely flat as far as the eye can see, and the ground isn’t particularly rough or hard to traverse.  I suppose this species may not have any reason for vehicles at this point in their societal evolution.  

The structures they live in are fairly modern in terms of appliances and comfort.  They appear to be a mud brick composite on the outside, but the inside of the building I was brought to is clean, sleek, and modern.  It stands out in stark contrast to the world outside, which is mostly red sand with spots of what resembles grass.  I hope to further study the sparse ecosystem when I get the chance.

Currently I have no such chance, as I am stuck in the human equivalent of a cat carrier.  I agree with the half of my crew that believes this treatment is somewhat demeaning, and I can’t quite get behind those (who shall remain nameless) who think it’s cute that these sapients view us as animals.  It’s all for the sake of science and survival though, I suppose.  

I’m not sure what the two sapients who picked me up plan to do with me, or why they’ve left me in this… box for so long.  I haven’t gotten a good look at these individuals yet either, and frankly, I do feel as though I am failing at my job as a scientist with these lackluster observations.  I can only hope to redeem myself as time goes on.

They’re coming back into the room they’ve left my cage in-  I’m going to hide my journal for now and update as soon as I can.  Perhaps if they’re coming to let me out I’ll find a suitable hiding spot underneath some furniture; just like the cat they seem to think I am.  --Cpt. Crow

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