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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

Entry 3

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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Humans are space.. pets?  (Entry 6)

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I apologize for the emotional tone of my last entry.  I have since rested and eaten a sufficient meal and will hopefully come off as less pathetic now.

The sapients returned shortly after my little mental break bearing gifts; I suppose they went off to gather the supplies necessary to keep a human happy and healthy according to their research.  I was hiding under their bed at this point, and they left some food and water on the floor at the edge of the bed.  After they left, I examined the provisions and found them to be the same type of rations my crew & I usually pack for long distance travels.  I appreciated it nonetheless and decided to eat my fill.  (The only rations I had managed to get off The Dutchess’s wreck was a couple of granola bars and a few canteens of water, most of which were split up amongst my crew shortly after the crash.)  I already felt much better after eating and rehydrating, so I decided to go see what else they were up to.  You’d be surprised how much a good meal and adequate hydration can do for your psyche.  

Both sapients had exited the dwelling out of a side door in the ‘bedroom’ by the time I was finished eating.  There wasn’t any way for me to get this door open and follow them, as the handle is above my head by a foot or so and also seems to operate differently than human made ones.  There are, however, windows.  I quickly plotted out a path to jump up to get to a windowsill, via the storage unit and a couple of miscellaneous pieces of furniture that I don’t know the name or use of.  The windows are narrow and horizontal, at the sapients eye level.  I’d say the windows themselves are about a foot tall and three or so wide.  I was able to peer out while standing on the storage unit.

Outside was strange to see after being stuck in this dwelling for over 20 hours (my best estimation).  The inside of the dwelling is furnished mostly with black stone, the furniture is a dusty reddish-brown, and the kitchen area is furnished with silver-colored metal(?) and the black stone present throughout the house.  The outside is all dusty, a lighter shade of what the furniture appears to be made of.  There are hardly any native plants in view of the window, and what I can see from there are all shrubby and short.  The ‘backyard’ to this dwelling is fenced in, in a sort of split-rail style.  From this distance, I assume it’s made of the same composite as the ‘couch’ inside, and most of the other furniture.  There aren’t any tree-like plants around anywhere nearby, so it would make sense for them to utilize the sand.

Aside from the main yard being fenced in, there are also two separate pastures.  These appear to be empty, with nothing but sand and a few twiggy plants.  There does seem to be holes in these enclosures, but it’s hard to tell from this distance.

You’re probably getting tired of my ‘apparent’ observations, nameless reader who is probably just me in the future, but you’ll have to cut me some slack.  It’s hard to see anything from this little window across the entire space, and hindsight is 20/20, if you ever get out there and see it all closer up.

In the middle space between the gates to either enclosure, the two sapients were making something.  It’s the same black stone used in most of the house.  It seemed to be clicking together with magnets, but once again it’s hard to tell from this distance.  It popped up, after a few minutes and some work from the sapients, into a quaint little doghouse.  Or that’s my best description of it, at least.  A box with a triangle roof and a little door in the front.  I could assume it’s for me, but the sapients haven’t even let me outside yet, and I doubt they trust me not to run off.  This begs the question; what it is for?  Perhaps these sapients have decided to try to adopt another intelligent species and are going to try to coop them up out there.  Time will tell.

 After setting up this little dwelling outside, the sapients returned inside.  I decided to stay where I was, sitting on top of their storage unit, purely out of curiosity as to how they’d react and also doubt that I’d be able to hop down in time without running into their legs.  They both seemed bewildered to see me so blatantly out in the open and mostly ignoring their presence (I was keeping an eye on them but acting uninterested) but they did not approach me.  They went back into the front room, and after a minute or so, I hopped down and followed them.  They were unpacking rations of human food into the cabinets above the counters, out of baskets made of the sand-composite (which seems to be a prominent structural/multi-use feature here).  They had also acquired a huge pillow- queen size mattress sized.  I hadn’t thought they would have such a thing in supply on this planet at all, as their bed was barren of anything resembling human bedding and the plants, few that there are, don’t seem to be suitable for making things like fabric.  

Apparently this was a gift for me, as upon spotting me, the smaller sapient took the pillow in their paws and placed it on the floor a few feet from me.  After they stood back up, I bolted over and grabbed it.  This may surprise you if you’ve gotten a good rest in the last 24 hours, but when you’re sleep deprived and you see the equivalent of a cloud placed in front of you, you’ll do almost anything to commandeer it as your own and drag it off somewhere to sleep.  And thus I did.  It was somewhat heavy, but lighter than an actual queen sized mattress would be, and since I could’ve dragged one of those around for a while, this was a breeze.  I got it all the way to under the sapients’ bed and passed out almost right away.  It was practically heavenly.  I’m almost positive I slept for at least 10 hours.  When I woke up, I actually felt good for the first time since the crash.  I was rested, fed, and hydrated, and I felt like I could take on the challenge of finding a way out.  The first thing I’m doing, of course, is updating this journal.  I do feel a little embarrassed about the tone of my last entry, so hopefully this one will redeem me.  Next, I’m making a plan.  I still have that human fighting spirit, I promise.

---Captain Crow.  [There’s a crude doodle of a bird next to his scribbled and underlined signature]

Entry 7

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Humans are space.. pets?  (Entry 9)

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I sat at the window a lot today, trying to observe the changes in the sky that indicate time passing.  The Lumarians left the house while I was napping, so there’s been no way for me to get back outside and study the flora/fauna.  

If you have time to think about it, as I have, the two suns really aren’t all that different than a moon and sun in terms of placement in the sky at specific times.  I just have to be able to differentiate between them, which is the part I’m still struggling with.  Obviously I cannot stare directly at them for any period of time to get an idea of size, shape, minute color differences, etc, and they’re similar enough that at a glance they look the same.  In addition to this, there’s no time when they’re both in the sky and I can see both from this window to compare them.  Because I don’t have a direct comparison and cannot differentiate between them, timekeeping has been a full-time job.  I have to learn the patterns of the rest of the world relative to the minuscule changes in light outside.  I can’t rely on outside patterns to help me forever, so I have to figure out what’s triggering them instead.  So far, I can say with some certainty that the Lumarians leave at noon.  Which noon, however, I am still unsure.  I’ll use that as a benchmark for the rest of my timekeeping though.  From now on, when the Lumarians leave it is zero hour.  The time between this ‘noon one’ and ‘noon two’ may not actually be twelve hours, but given as that is about as close of an estimation as I can make and relates to the cycle I’m used to, we’ll go with that.

Given that standard put in place, right now it’s probably 3 o’clock.  The main difference between keeping time here versus on earth is that you actually have to pay close attention to which sun is where-  the light levels aren’t as reliable of an indicator.  You can’t see it’s dark and say ‘oh it’s nighttime!’ or see the sky is red and decide it’s either sunset or sunrise- and then decide which one based on where the sun is.  Because there are two suns and it’s never dark.  

Also, time is completely made up and is just an idea put in place to keep us organized.  Because nothing ever actually changes with time here.  It’s always day, all the time, and there’s no night or indication of passing days.  I don’t even know how long I’ve been here, really, if you think about it.  I crashed, then slept twice, and now I’m here.  So is that two days?  Three?  Or has it been longer?  Who knows.  What’s the definition of ‘today’?

I’ve been thinking about time way too much, and for far too long.  Staring out this window for so long is making my head hurt.  I’m going to go run around the house until reality feels real again.

Captain Crow, yours truly, having an existential crisis.

Entry 10

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Humans are space.. pets?  (Entry 3)

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Much has happened since my last entry, though it’s only been a matter of hours.  As I wrote in my last entry, I was sitting in the cage they brought me to their dwelling in when both of the sapients came back into the room.  I had hidden this journal under my uniform and decided to sit safely away from the door of the cage, lest one decide to stick its hand in here with the intent to grab at me.  Thankfully, they did no such thing.  They unlatched the door and then both stood back a respectable distance.  I have never empathized more with the way my own cat must’ve felt when I brought him home.  It really does make you rethink the way we treat pets when you’re put in their shoes.  Paws?  Haha.  

I waited until they left the room to come out of their human-pet-carrier.  I wasn’t going to let them trick me into walking straight into their hands.  As soon as I was out of that cage, I ducked for cover under the nearest piece of furniture - I’d compare it to a couch- and watched to see if they’d perhaps been hiding out of my line of sight.  They weren’t anywhere I could see from this vantage point either, though, so I considered myself safe and began to plot out my next move.  

I did find myself wondering at this point if these sapients knew of our reputation in the Galactic Federation.  But if this species doesn’t have the universal translators, I can make the tentative assumption that they aren’t space-faring yet and therefore haven’t been integrated into the Galactic Alliance.  I’m giving them the benefit of the doubt here that they aren’t just ignoring the fact that my crew & I are an intelligent species.  

I decided it would be a smart idea to stash my tools and resources in a secure hiding spot, in case the sapients tried to take them from me, and began to look for any loose gaps in the underside of the ‘couch’ I was under to maybe use.  No luck.  It appears as though their furniture, much like their houses, is built from a complex compound crafted from the sand that covers their planet, and is therefore built solid.  

Given as this first attempt to stash my belongings was unsuccessful, I began to look for alternate options.  It would be ideal to plot out a way to navigate the space without leaving myself exposed for long.  While the sapients seem docile, they are so far unpredictable.  I don’t want to let my guard down and end up in a bad situation because of it.  I’d prefer to be overly cautious.

The dwelling of these sapients is sparsely decorated.  I’m unsure whether this is a species consistent or just an individual trait.  Either way, there weren’t very many places for me to hide or stash anything, to my knowledge.  It was supremely frustrating.  I decided to just make a run for it and see if there were any places in other rooms I could use to my advantage.  Worst case scenario, I could just run back to under the ‘couch’.

Luck be on my side, the next room over had more furnishings.  Luck be against me, both sapients were also in that room.  I had gathered too much momentum to turn around, so instead I executed an (admittedly clumsy) side slide under the storage unit(?) directly across from the doorway I had just run through.  From my new hiding spot, I could hear both sapients chittering, which I assume is their version of laughter.  This theory is definitely not bolstered by my own embarrassment towards the actions I had taken.  

Thank the stars, though, neither came after me, AND there was a little nook behind the supports for the storage unit where I hid this journal.  It was a perfect fit, and I will continue hiding it there unless compromised somehow.  I also found this to be an ideal spot for my other gear.  I decided at this point to compose myself and take the time to make long-term preparations; who knows how long we’d be stuck here.  I took the batteries out of my translator (it’s no use here anyway) to reserve them for my radio if needed.  I also tucked the majority of my supplies away so I wouldn’t be carrying them and risk losing them.  I kept on me my swiss army knife and radio only, for emergencies.  Both I kept tucked into the hidden pockets built into my uniform specifically for this purpose.  After I had organized myself, I decided it was time to face the sapients.  It had to happen at one point or another, it might as well have been of my own volition.  

Upon coming to this conclusion, I emerged from my hiding spot and stared at one of the sapients right in their three weird eyes.  (They kind of remind me of goat’s eyes.  Their pupils are horizontal)  The sapient peered right back at me for a moment, then looked at the other.  I turned my attention that way as well, giving that one the same stare I gave the first.  Hopefully very cold and intimidating.  They both looked at each other, and then at me.  I tried to stare at both of them right back, but frankly, it’s quite hard to divide your attention between six eyes.  After a moment the smaller of the two got down onto the floor and extended a pawlike extremity in my direction--  I’d call them hands, but they only have four fingers and are quite round and stubby.  They also have the same type of padding seen on the paws of many animals from Earth.  So I’m calling them paws.  

The sapient extended a paw in my direction, turning all three eyes down so as to not make direct eye contact with me.  I do wonder if this is their custom or just a universal ‘non-threatening’ symbol.  I dared a step forward, which earned a peep of excitement from the other sapient, who was watching from across the room.  I found this somewhat amusing.  Cautiously, because I’m not reckless even when all is going in my favor, I came close enough to put my hand on the sapient’s paw.  This really brought more into perspective how big this species is, as if I wasn’t already aware they dwarfed us.  My hand was only about the size of one of their chubby fingers.

Both sapients seemed supremely pleased that I had warmed up to them so quickly, as the second one came over next to the first and also reached its paw out to me.  I eyed them both suspiciously, but then went along with it and touched the second sapients paw as well.  It seemed thrilled, chirping excitedly at the first.  

I don’t think this species is dangerous, but I’ll need to document them further before drawing conclusions.  For now, though, they just seem overly excitable and appear to believe I’m an interesting, or perhaps ‘cute’, commodity.  

After this first contact, I decided it was important to document the situation, so I slid back under the storage unit to write everything down.  They seem disappointed I’m hiding again, but they know enough not to bother me.  I’m thankful that the sapients that chose to take me don’t act the way I’ve seen human children act around new pets.  I much prefer this over being poked or prodded or grabbed at.  That is all for now.  I’m going to see if there’s a way to clean all of the dirt and sand out of my hair and uniform; this planet is very sandy.  

Captain Crow, signing off.  

Entry 4

I know this post is old but I've always wanted to do an illustration for it and I didn't have the skillset before so here's this

living in the countryside really strikes the fear of god into you at the most random moments. you’ll just make eye contact with a cow or stare for too long into a brook and all of a sudden you’ll think something like “these are old bones and i am merely a passing occupant” and then you have to go and put the kettle on to cope

Ask for the corvid captain: How are y'all doing? Y'all planning on letting the aliens (I failed at spelling the name) know y'all are sentient and sapient? Via pictures maybe?

Ask for the lovely author: I love the story! What made you choose Cptn. Crow as narrator? Are you considering posting the story on AO3? (Let me know if ya ever do, I will immediately sub)

Peek at the Humans are space pets Masterpost to catch up! :)

First question response!  You can expect a couple more of these in the days to come, I only request some patience as drawing the panels is a process :p

I hope you enjoy this little minicomic response thing!  I will be doing these for any and all questions y’all send in as soon as I’m able to get to them.  

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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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