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Challenge #02770-G213: Filtered Through Children’s Lies

Re-Discovery part two: electric boogaloo https://peakd.com/fiction/@internutter/challenge-02447-f257-solid-documented-scientific-evidence – Anon Guest

With enough instrumentation, it is possible to find things you don’t understand. With enough inclusive cogniscent contacts, you can also find someone willing to explain it to you.

Human Kev had been hired by the Sciencer EVR890 to scare of anything big enough and mean enough to be a threat to the Havenworlders within. Now, in spite of being hired to be the ‘muscle’, they were holding what they called a TED talk.

“Light’s a part of the electromagnetic spectrum,” Kev began, and stopped at the chorus of inquisitive chirps from the audience. “This is a set of radiation frequencies that are both electronic and magnetic. You know how electronics emit magnetic radiation, right? You know how magnets can make electrons move. Otherwise we wouldn’t be here.”

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Challenge #02769-G212: An Ounce of Foresight

Human Jane is calm compared to the others, but always carries a cocky attitude. Arguing with the others claiming they will destroy the ship. The day was like no other noise but in a sense calm, until Jane suddenly rose from her chair and dashed into the halls. The moment she left the room an explosion was heard from the training room. – Anon Guest

Humans are their own health hazard. This is known on an intellectual level to many, but most sublimate this knowledge so they can work with these amazingly useful Deathworlders without periodically needing to hide somewhere and self-comfort like a small child.

It’s not just the personal habits -or lack thereof- of the Humans in question. It’s not just their hobbies. It’s mostly their leisure time. More damage has been caused in the process of “horsing around” than most low-content battles. A point that Human Jane continuously pointed out to the rest of the Human Nest aboard the Vexing Question. “Y'all are going to destroy this entire ship with your bullshit, you know that, right?”

The response from the other Humans was always the same. “Relax mom. We’re cool. We got it.” Then they would subsequently continue their nonsense with only a modicum of caution.

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Challenge #02768-G211: Disturbing Deathworlder Deeds

Ki'it thought ze was ready. Ze had survived Human Kev’s “oops"es, learned to anticipate Human Lin’s "I know what I did wrong!"s, and even managed to halve zer dosage of calming medication after a half dozen of Human Ren’s "uh-oh…"s.

This, however, was zer introduction to the dreaded, "Wheeeee!!!! Again!” – Anon Guest

[AN: You are of course free to use any gender-neutral pronouns you love in prompts… it’s just that I cannot conjugate anything else than ze/hir. The rest of them just confound my poor old noggin. I am trying, but for writing, I’d rather stick to ze/hir. Apologies for the offence, dear readers]

Living with Humans is an exercise in unexpected stress caused by untranslatable noises. Not words, but nevertheless sounds that had significant meaning. Humans insisted that they didn’t have a tonal language, but they could infer meaning out of “Hm” or “Um” or other nonverbal noises. Ki'it was learning to do that, since it was vividly important to know what each set of non-word grunts could possibly mean.

“Uh oh,” was a trouble grunt. It meant, loosely speaking, “Something has gone wrong and might yet go catastrophically wrong.” Which was a lot to cram into two syllables with a glottal stop.

“Uh oh,” in Ki'it’s experience, meant, “Make sure my livesuit is ready for urgent activation because the crazy Deathworlders have messed something up again.” Again, a lot to cram into two syllables, but as warning signals went, it was very efficient.

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Challenge #02767-G210: The Problem With Pib

More Human Pib, please. – Escla

[AN: Referencing this thing BTW ]

Havenworlders were on edge, some were seeking out places to hide. Some were seeking out places where something might be hiding. The entire crew of the Jaunty Merchant were operating under a Code Giggle.

Human Pib had escaped.

Humans Orgo and Lun were checking their entire quarters, and every nook and cranny therein. They were doing this for the fiftieth time since Human Pib had “turned up missing”. The fact that Humans had a phrase for this kind of thing was disturbing in a multitude of directions.

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Challenge #02766-G209: Communication Block

A havenworlder has a soft, higher-pitched, voice and the human only catches half of what they say most of the time. They are both heading to a medical hub, the human to get treatment, the havenworlder to do their internship. While there, the human explains about that annoying ringing in the ears called tinnitus, and how humans who have accidents, listen to too many loud noises, or just start to get elderly, can sometimes end up with hearing damage. – Anon Guest

“All right,” sang Medik Fluph. “Human Jan, is it?”

Human Jan was engrossed in their datareader, apparently playing something involving bright colours and tapping at them.

Medik Fluph circled into their field of view. “Human Jan Mettistov?”

Human Jan startled. “Hah? What? Oh Yeah. That’s me. Sorry, I didn’t hear you,” their voice was pitched a little too loud for normal conversation. “I’m here for my tinnitus. It’s acting up.”

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