March 13, 2176
From the mind of Connor,
I dont know what I really expected when I decided to come to this new planet, but it certainly wasnt this. zilch went right at all to mean solar day. James, the doctor, has fixed Erics broken channelise branch with an improvised cast, a thick, strong branch from a tree with a rubber-like bark, which for now we have dubbed the Rubber Tree, and we held the branch in place on the arm with a twine-like animal which grows from a particularly nasty looking tree that seemed to flinch when we shone our manual powered flashlight on to it. Thankfully, the area in which this unsung tree lives in is a very c oncentrated area, and you stool tell if youve stumbled into it. He is dealing with Peter at the moment, who has an painful yellow-green gash across his chest from the venomous anaconda type animal. He might not survive, but we sine qua non he will, James is an amazing doctor.
None of this was foreseen. Absolutely nothing. We landed in an entirely different spot than our intended destination. James is operative with a disjointed elbow, a difficult feat, Doug the hunter is quieten unconscious from his blow to the head from James elbow (he may have a concussion), Kent, Julian and Robbie (engineer, coincidentally Dougs twin brother) still havent returned and I am writing this journal entry in my own blood.
This day is a stain upon Bubasots history as much as the blood stains on my shirt, but it is my slimed duty to report it, step by step.
I awoke with the noon day sun in my face, a few feet away from the wreckage of what once was our ship. Naturally, I looked around the ship to find myself surrounded by a clump...
Here you go.
This was a fun assignment, in which my group was to seek a planet. And I impressed everyone with a 20-ish page writing.
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