Don’t know if this has been done before, but I wanna play to
I’ve been stalking more of these humans are weird posts and wonder how aliens would react to some of their human companions stress reliving techniques, especially if they’re quite unusual or quite alarming especially so to the new non human recruits.
Obviously the stress relief depends on what caused the stress, as well as some people may have one way of stress relief, others have multiple ways of doing so. (Nasty break up? Ice cream or screaming. Exam? Trying to summon Satan or simply crying. Work? Figiting or biting/ chewing may ensue)
I can’t help but imagine what one of the alien recruits may report about their certain human comrade.
“Captain Da’Gora of Squad 451AD reporting in: we are 45 minutes and 34 seconds in this field mission, so far we have had only one minor casualty, ka’vena has suffered a non fatal injury to one of their appendages, from some of the surrounding flora that turned out to be a predatory species.
This did strike us to an alarm at first, but were soon after calmed through their reassurance, that they are stable, and will start their regeneration process soon.
Despite this claim, the human So’fii, remains stiff and cautious, her body began to vibrate, and her breathing began to hasten as well as her appendages began to shuffle, adjusting and re adjusting her weapon, when notified of her condition she simply waved off and bared her teeth, a human way of giving reassurance it seems… let’s just hope this mission continues swiftly.”
3 days later back at the base ship…
“This is captain Da’Gora of Squad 451AD the mission was a success, we have brought back samples of various kinds of fauna and flora, as well as creatures that had proved to be otherwise, harmless to the crew, we starilised them of course.
The human’s ability in the field did indeed meet the standards of those at the recruitment station, they remained vigilant in their goal, as well as observant of her crew, apparently even more so after Ka’vena got injured, despite being fully healed, she still grew ever more protective of not only Ka’vena, but also for the result of the crew, she wouldn’t let us take samples unless she investigated first.
I have heard of humans growing possessive of those they care for, but never really knew how far they’d go for those they bonded with… it was quite indeering, if abit tedious…
A-Anyway, it has seemed that the human started to become more distressed the more we neared to the base, at the time we brushed it off as their ‘adrenaline rush’ that they seem to have after most missions, but crew members have now reported strange high pitched sounds and loud crashing noises coming from their cabin, some say that they have tried to reach contact with her through their cominicators, but So’fii would not answer, some tried to knock on their door, but again no reply.
The crew memebers began to panic, wondering if she was in danger, I myself was about to enter the emergency code to her door, until another human recruit, Jon’ Kelman I believe? Calmed us, telling us that it was just So’fii’s way of ‘taking off the the stress’ and that she’ll be fine by tomorrow morning, saying that ‘she’ll be happy to know that so many cares for her’ before leaving to his own duties.
We had nothing else but his words for reassurance, but non the less we left So’fii to her own devices I just hope she’ll be better soon.”
This was way longer than it needed to be, I apologise, but I had to get it out otherwise no sleepy time for me.
Any roles that melanin plays there may be related to the chemical properties of melanins which effectively scavenge reactive oxygen species (ROS), toxic free radicals and metal ions. Other functions have also been suggested for melanin, including thermoregulation, camouflage, sexual attraction, and others.
a breathy sigh escapes Link. Lungs deflate as he arrives on the bustling little island of WINDFALL . It always appears quite happy when he is here, and Link sincerely believes that is one of the reasons he enjoys it most. Even back home, there has been a loss . No-one is as joyful anymore. The attitude which was once contagious and nostalgic has slowly fled, leaving instead a shell of it’s former attitude and self.
It was something, with the return of Windfall’s stolen children, had seemed to retrieve. Perhaps if his sister would return – no. He would not think like that. Aryll …
Patting cheeks, The King gives him an odd look. Link promptly returns the look by sticking out his tongue. Jumping from the boats small hull, Link embarks to the island. He does not come here because he needs to. Rather, it was for comfort. A bed in a shared home, a smile, games to play with other children. (( even tho he must admit he is too old for the kids on Windfall ))
One child stood out though that day. Sitting off to the side, head hung low, brown hair covering over eyes. Link’s chest aches. She looked … sad. The hang-dog look similar to one that he would oft see ‘pon his sister’s face. It hurt to watch, so Link decided he would not watch.
and instead: FIX IT.
It would take a bit of time on his part, but Link puffed out his chest and trotted away. He was the oldest child here. He was this great hero, surely then Link could find something to amuse a small child.
Running around the island, the boy in green had several stops to make. From the shop, to Beetles ship, to Salvatore’s game, (( paid a pretty penny for some cardboard too, )) to the cafe before settling down and started making. His sister would have called it rubbish, but with a bit of paint, Link had crafted fairly convincing eyeballs.
They were fashioned after a creature Link had run into more than once. The little things loved to stick to Link like cockleburs and weight his already hefty items down one step further until he could barely trudge through the mud. Shaking off the feeling, Link swept the two pieces of painted cardboard behind his back and trotted over to the girl who seemed to sit alone.
Giving a sideways smile, Link tipped his head to the side, awaiting for her to look UP. Only once she did, did Link twirl out those cut-outs and hold them over his face with the goofiest grin. Attempting to cheer them up, just a little bit.
When you get a totally new idea to add to your 6 page essay the day before its due
And it will make the paper so much better (but you also feel kinda crazy) so you email your professor about it (in an attempt to feel less insane) and end up questioning your entire existence (and paper)