Andrea's log
Giorno 33 dall'arrivo
I don't know what I was expecting. A pair of weeks of almost starving and our greatest acomplishment is a freezer and domesticating a crow. Colonization efforts usually have more than three people for a reason.
Well, two people, considering how Chama has been spending most of her time either catching every disease known to man, testing her "amazing psychic powers" by crashing asteroids of slate near the colony or flirting with the ratkin that came in begging for shelter.
At least Mancini seems to ahve mostly forgiven me. I suppose that's a net three in all then.
Maybe four if that supposed imperial deserter isn't full of shit and won't shoot us in the back as soon as we let them in.


Chama's diary!

Everthing's been going super well! Aria is planting a bunch of tasty rice and pretty flowers, Andrea built me a super cool research table (I figured out that her hair is not moss after all! Since it's greener it must be a cabbage!) and we even got a birdy!
Oh, a small girl with big ears also joined in afew days ago. They looked really fluffly and I asked her if I could touch them. But then she got really mad for some reason! Even after I told her she could pet my tail in exchange her face got all red and she ran away!


/note scribbled on the back of Sylnara's pickaxe/

I get here and the first thing that greets me is the sight of three caves crawling with megaspiders, the sight of two people bleeding on the floor (both of which tried to flirt with me) and some haphazard buildings that can barely be called shacks.
Then before I can even get my bearings a green haired dog wearing a rose crown made of fur (what in the actual fuck) hands me a pistol and says "welcome to hell".
Maybe I should have taken my chances with the mechanoids.

/Crow thoughts/
CAW CAW CAW
(Hell yeah, this is the life.)