Sixth Fucking Sense Apparently

you can be peeling a boiled egg and think to yourself wow. that was so simple. and then you peel another one and it’s like being in the throes of war. shell everywhere. egg mangled. tears in your eyes. that’s how god keeps you humble

Zorugg in the mandela catalog

Took some time, but it was for Halloween :)

Coothin burst into Human Sara's quarters, smacking the light tapper with xis upper left arm as soon as xe entered. "Human Sara! I know you enjoy seeing the new aliens and you are missing this arrival! The other humans are very exci--" "nnnhhggg shhh. Shhh." Human Sara remained in her sleeping-bay, arm pulled over her eyes. "No time for one of your 'naps'!" Xe reached out and tugged gently on Human Sara's arm with two of xis. "The other humans say they look like a cross between 'faeries' and 'jellyfish' and you must see them and also show me photos of those creatures!" Human Sara pulled herself to the edge of the sleeping bay and -- Coothin leapt backward as the human's stomach acid erupted onto the floor. Xe slammed the emergency button on xis communicator. It wasn't xis medical emergency button (unless xe had been splashed and it was even now burning through xis coverings), but xe couldn't reach Human Sara to press hers. The emergency system located xim and started blaring nearby alarms. Human Sara was keening now, an angry, pained moan as she curled into a a ball and clutched her pillow around her head.

Medics arrived equipped for the wrong species, and started to call for other supplies, when another human-who-hadn't-gone-to-the-new-species-docking came out of his room, squinting and covering his mouth like he, too, might eject acid. "Turn it off. Turn it OFF!" he demanded. The medics were already here, and disobeying an angry and insistent human seemed unwise. The alarms were turned off. The human slumped sweatily against his door frame. Those with acute hearing, if they hadn't been deafened by the alarms, could hear groans from elsewhere in the warren of human housing. "A bunch of us have migraines. Please fuck off. quietly. quietly fuck off," he mumbled, having apparently spent himself with his brief shouts. "What caused this? Do we need to quarantine the human sector??" It wouldn't be the first time. New rules had to keep being added about things the humans had to be screened for when returning from planetside.

"mi'en dlar kweshen." Coothin's translator could not parse the human's slurring and transmitted it directly, but the medics had more powerful systems for this sort of scenario. "no kwarteen. debrief la'er. Shhh..." He faded, staggering back into his quarters. ... A handful of medics-of-various-species and a handful of humans who had recovered first sat (or equivalent-ed) around a table. The humans did most of the talking among themselves. "Is there something we all ate?" "I didn't eat breakfast, I woke up too late for [religious seasonal meal, details sent to handheld]," said a woman whose garment extended over the top of her head. A strongly built human rolled his eyes. "Well I didn't eat dinner." He sat up straight, smug. "Intermittent fasting, you know." Several of the other humans rolled their eyes. "Okay, not food. Stress? I know me and Sara are doing some high-stress work, is everyone else's stuff going off the rails?" The alien medics looked at each other. What rails?

But the humans shook their heads. "Hormones? ...Ladies, at least?" More head-shaking. "Any changes to the cleaning chemicals?" They turned to the medics, who were not in charge of the cleaning robots but did have access to which chemicals were being used where. The medics answered in the negative.

"Everyone good on water? Though I dunno why we'd all get dehydrated at once. No atmospheric water emergencies, right?"

Again, something the medics kept track of. Or would find out about quickly as sick crewmates turned up. "No, atmospheric humidity constant. Well, up a little, in some sectors, for the Dre'mls, the new ones? They require higher humidity and less pressure so maintenance spent most of the day running reclaimers on null gasses, the ones that no-one breathes, so needs are still met but the percentages are all --"

"Wait, wait wait wait" -- humans were talking over eachother and the one with the garment banged her palm on the table to shush everyone. "There's been a drop in atmospheric pressure? Over some hours?"

None of the medic species liked the way the humans all had their eyes trained on them. "...yes? The Dre'mls are delicate--"

The humans tossed up their hands, some of them shouting. "Next time just vent it, oh my [human deity]. The sudden drop will make us all miserable for a few minutes, but we handle that going on and off planetside all the time. Don't drop it over HOURS; that means a storm is coming and it'll knock a bunch of us on our ass."

"... oh. That is... unique. It's rare for a species to sense it at all, if it's within survival parameters. If we encounter a species that requires higher pressure, should we --" "I think it matters less, but err on the side of caution and do it fast, yes."

"We will report this to maintenance and add it to the human files. Thank you all for your time; you may go." And it was added to the human files, under "health risks", that causing a fast pressure drop would cause widespread brief pain, but a slow pressure drop would cause concentrated, disabling pain for hours or days. It was also put under the secret "Arguments that species is secretly/unwittingly a hive mind despite denials" file.

A picture of Tarantula Nebula, also called 30 Doradus. The picture got taken on 22. August 2007 (my birthday)

MY FIRST HUMANS ARE WIERD/SPACE ORCS POST (made entirely by me)

so you know about humans protecting their family, friends, and ect. But they also protect anything they grow an affection to. Animals, Fish, even Things that aren't able to feel, grow or move! (Rocks lmao)

So here's my story.

Rehaans door slides open. All of the crewmates turn to see he’s holding a black hairy carnivore.

Lisa: Oh my god they’re so cute!

Alex: YOOO CAT

Qatàa and Ztrè seem to be horrified by the sight of it and demand Rehaan to not let the beast off his arms. As a stubborn person he is, he gently lets the cat on the floor, and it starts walking towards them. The aliens shriek in fear and quickly rushes behind the other humans for protection.

Rehaan laughs as he walks to the cat and starts petting it.

Rehaan: aww you’re so cute

He says while gently patting their head. Suddenly Qwàtz comes out of his room and sees it.

All of the crewmates dislike Qwàtz after he continuously annoy every one of the humans in hopes for them to reconsider staying on the ship. He looks at us, then moves his eyes to the hairy furball now staring at him with their bright yellow eyes.

Qwàts: What kind of ugly beast did you bring to the ship now? Disgusting!

Rehaans anger starts building up, as his eyes widen in furiosity.

Rehaan: You call my cat ugly one more time and i’l-

Qwàts: Kill you? I’ve heard that from you and your.. ‘’friends’’ a million times already. It is starting to bore me.

Qwàts walks past the crewmates and shoves Rehaan out of the way, hitting the cat with his tentacle and sending it almost across the room on impact. Rehaan and the crewmates gasp in horror as they run towards the cat that has now gottan back on their feet and is hissing at Qwats.

And that’s when Rehaans last thread snaps. He tackles Qwàts and sends him to the ground. When Ztrè and Qatàa garbs Rehaan, Qwàts is already covering his face in fear, trembling.

Rehaan: Fucking deserved it.

Rehaan gently pushes the two other away from him and sprints towards his cat.

Alex: They’re totally fine. There is only a small bruise because they hit the floor, but overall no broken bones.

Qwàtz quickly stands up.

Qwàtz: Amazing!

Rehaan and the rest turns to him, confused.

Sara: What do you mean amazing?! You kicked the poor cat!

She yells furiously.

Qwàtz: So not only does humans protect their own kind if threatened or attacked, but also will protect everything they grow an affection to!

Rehaan: …So you tried to get an answer to a question you could just ask us about, but rather made us feel horrible for weeks?

Qwàtz: I mean I why not? I wished to try out something new to see how you guys response to it. I did not mean any harm, and i did not intend to damage your …

Rehaan: Cat

Qwàtz: Cat. But yea Qatàa made me do it since we were playing something called truth or da-

Rehaan: YOU MOTHERFU-

And that’s how Qatàa ended up getting a black eye

*Applause*

I hope you guys enjoyed it.

I drew zorugg, my favourite oc :)))

She also have a boyfriend that's called Dexan

They're in a platonic relationship :)))

Yippie

Zorugg cares for all of you, regardless of gender, sexuality, ethnicity or color.

You are all her children

Be gay

Do crime

humans are space orcs

Like if standardization wasn't common in alien life, we just showed them how easy is it, if they just standardized things. It would be like-

Little human: We have to upgarde parts for spaceship thrusters

Alien: Ohh, little one, because your kind has only had FTL travel for 3 cycles you mustn't understand. A thruster from some other human ship wouldn't just PLUG into your space ship. You would have to find the exact same ship but with better thrusters, but oh, each thruster is especially made for the ship.

Little human: Each thruster isn't especially made for ships. we just have to find a thruster with a E20-1 plug because all human spaceships have a E20-1 port.

Alien: What?

Little human: Its really simple, ANY E20-1 plug fits into ANY E20-1 port

Alien: I know that ANY E20-1 plug fits into ANY E20-1 port, but ALL ships use the E20-1 port

Little human: Yeah

Alien: I-i-i still don't understand?

Little human: its standardized.