aliEn T

An antenna. A sturdy antenna, made of an unknown, unidentifiable metal. I must admit that the antenna is quite a nice touch to it and makes its saucer-like body appear less dull. It might be just a functional design,but you will have to agree that it is a good fit there.

The estimate price stated above is how much this cow ... this DUU-DUU-BELL-BOO used to cost. Many has changed, but maybe it's still worth the same now.

A healthy meadow, giving off a typical slightly-bitter and earthy fresh smell of the grass. According to the interviewee, he spends long hours taking care of his meadow ... because he has nothing to do and nowhere else to go. His great effort certainly has paid off.

"You are here, E-0991.31."

"Hey! How's it going? It's rare for you to talk to me."

"So today is different, buddy—"

"What are you trying to say? Don't beat around the bush like those blackholees. Skip to the point before I'm done with my sunspot coffee."

"T-11002.1 is the new director of the region now."

"Oh man ... [Interstellar unprintable language] Too bad ..."

E-0991.31 didn't finish his sunspot coffee. It was left cold on the levitating table and eventually turned solid through calcification. Next to it, the private data terminal on the floating table was completely wiped.

E-0991.31 left Office L-019. There are rumors about his whereabouts. Some said he was sent to clear the wandering Grunts in a far-off galaxy, some told a more horrifying version in which he was sent to collect information in a much worse place: a creepy blue planet full of fear, lies, revolutions and ugly long-limbed creatures.

"We need the local cultures, water, earth, air and common intelligent life-forms. E-0991.31, you know what I mean."

"Fine, fine! But for your information, those filthy long-limbers have dissected the scout squad from the Andromeda Galaxy! Do you know how long I had to be a stupid rock because my navigation system was destroyed by some strange ... strange 'Arcane Skill'? In the end, all I got was a cow, one freaking cow! I waited for 3 years, and another 3 years after the 3 years! Go check on those waiting skeletons and you might find me among them!"

"Whoa, chill out, buddy, don't yell at your director. I know you got us a cow, but we will need more than that for the experiment. I'd suggest you spend less time on calling us and more time on capturing a healthy human child as requested. "

The call ended abruptly, just like how that damn aircraft left him on this bulls**t planet.

Is aliEn T a lucky guy?

Yes, I guess he is, as his investigation has been steadily carried out for over 10 years.

Is aliEn T unlucky?

Also yes, I guess. When he flew out of the forest he hid in, the child's shouting was even louder than the night owl's calling.

"Daddy! Look at that shiny bird! I'm gonna shoot it down!"

aliEn T: Hi, my dear human friend!

aliEn T: I heard you would like to have an interview with me. As far as I know, interviews are only for celebrities here! Am I also a celebrity?

Pandora Wilson: Being a "UFO without arcanum explanation," you are very famous. People who wish to conduct a close study on you queue up all the way to the other end of the globe.

aliEn T: Uh ... Will they dissect me?

Pandora Wilson: They just want to talk to you. We all know you're warmhearted, and you're curious about everything. People like warmhearted listeners. They always have a lot to say.

aliEn T: Oh—oh—Great then!

Pandora Wilson: But I can't help to wonder why you mentioned dissection.

aliEn T: Huh?

Pandora Wilson: Do you know anything about District 51?

aliEn T: ... No, no, I don't, dear ... Miss ... human friend. I really don't know, okay?! I really don't! I ... I'm not up to anything, nor do I know any secrets! I ... I don't!