Zeo Genesis Travelogues

“True Worth was consumed by said ship and we’re currently inside her, inside it. Reminds me of a nursery rhyme…external cams are showing…things…that assumedly want to do the same to us. Six reptilian humanoids, massive to various degrees. Some…armored lumps or...robots? And mostly much smaller—though still bigger than us—hexapedal monkey-birds. They’re outside our gangway hatch, bellowing, gurgling, and screeching at it, respectively. Funting terrifying. Makes me wonder if there’s truth to Maybrick’s Reptilid story. Relatives of Harley’s One-tooth?”

“Quiet as plasmamice now, otherwi–AIIIIIIIIIIII! Bloody screeching Z-link! Run!” 

“Where are the others? Funt it, if they’re not following me, it’s their funeral!”

“So far the aliens are just ignoring me. Lulling me into a false sense of security, no doubt! Well, I’m not slowing down!”

“Gotta find a hiding place, though fat lot of good that’ll be if my Z-link keeps blurting out combos of Standard Lang and alien words. ‘Fear’... ‘run’… ‘harm’. Oh, don’t worry, I’ve already got the picture!”

“This is insane…this changes everything. There are aliens? Not just Supax rock worms or ratweevils, actual space-faring aliens! Different kinds! On one ship! It doesn’t seem real, it feels incompatible with reality. Keep running, gotta go fast, have to–OOFT!”

“Wh-where am I? Argh, my head. Did I run into something? I’m bound in a massive cot…weird machines, human-tech fused with alien, all around me…bleeping…humming…more of those alien languages…smells like chemicals and iron in here...gods, I feel si- ERGH! What are you? You’re a what? A...‘gazeki’? How can I understand you now? You’ve hacked into my Z-link, haven’t you…? Are you going to fuse with me like you’ve fused with our technology?”

“You’re not going to harm me? I’ll be well soon? Then why am I strapped to this bed?!”