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Log II, Session I. "Him".

Log II, Session I
Date: February the Nineteenth, 2067, 5:23 Plutonian Lunar Time.
Subject: "Him".
Logger: ASEoS, in_logged.

So him. I will explain him by telling you my memories of the day he came.

It was a bright day. I was in my castle, which is made of ice and super cool by the way, by this heart shaped region on Pluto. It is this giant sheet of ice with boiling water underneath it, and I just had to live near it when I found it. So I built a castle by freezing the water in the Plutonian air.

Anyways, it was a bright day on Pluto. The very distant sun made the snow and frost sparkle like little diamonds. It was so pretty and I was just sitting on my balcony, admiring my beautiful planet. And then I hear the engines of a ship. A landing ship.

So I ran downstairs and out into the icy landscape of Pluto. I sprinted in the direction of the ship engine I had heard as fast as I could. I stopped about 100 feet short of a good sized ship, about 150 feet long. It was bright green and shaped like a long cylinder, pointed on the front end. It was a very sleek ship, obviously able to move very quickly through space. It had a few different ion turrets and Tar cannons for defending the ship. Or destroying other ships. The ship's name, Shire, was painted in elegant black calligraphy on the back side, close to the thrusters that powered the ship.

It was a bit weird to encounter another Lord of the Rings fan in space, but I couldn't worry about it too much. I started forming an elephant out of the frost. When it was finished, I made a herd out of the lone elephant by creating others. I climbed on the back of the first elephant and felt it's colossal heart beating in time to mine.

The herd of frost elephants walked towards the green ship. I saw a hatch open in the side of the ship, and a young man walked out. Well it looked like a young man from this distance. He had black hair and was wearing a black leather jacket. His shirt was white and he wore blue jeans and black shoes.

He stood by his ship as I approached. I saw that he had black converse on when I was only a few feet away from him.

"Who gave you permission to land on my planet," I demanded. I was furious that he had ignored the no landing rule I had.

"Mmm. I did. Pluto has always been my favorite planet and you happen to grow blue raspberries here so I decided to visit. I noticed that you had signs saying "Don't land here" and I have issues with ignoring signs or doing what they told me not to. Sorry bout that by the way," he said. The last few words made me even angrier.

"I am Logger EDPNB. I don't know you enough to tell you my personal name. It's Eldar Linibol by the way...Shit, I always do that. Umm anyways. You seem to be an Obsessi, partly from the elephant things and partly from the fact that you are in shorts and a tank top and it is like negative a million degrees here," he said.

"Actually, it's only -1,547°F right now. What the hell does your Logger name stand for. And what does it matter that I'm an Obsessi," I asked.

"Ok well. My Logger name stands for "Elder Dragon Planeswalker Nicol Bolas". I love Magic the Gathering. Loads of fun if you've never played. And I am an Obsessi too, although my obsession is much different than yours. I could try to explain but I will just show you," he said. He leaned down to a cat at his feet. It was an icy white-blue with golden eyes. I was astonished. I had never seen any cats on Pluto, and I had lived here for three years.

He crouched in front of the cat and put his hand on it's forehead. He did something and the cat grew into a young woman wearing a gold dress the same color as the cat's eyes. It had the same icy white-blue hair as the cats fur had been and it had cat ears on the top of it's head. I glared at him...well I tried to. I somehow ended up staring at his eyes. They were red, shifting to blue around the middle and finally black around the pupil. He was 6'3", and his eyes were lit by the sun. They were intoxicating, and I couldn't look away.

I got really angry and snapped my gaze away from his. "What is it that you want," I snapped out.

"Well, I just wanted to meet the owner of Omega Olympus. I love your raspberries. I knew you didn't let anyone on your planet and you haven't left since you got here. I heard that you made it past the moon before anyone else when you were thirteen. And you were fourteen by the time anyone else came to space and you were on Pluto by then. I figured that maybe your ship was broken. Or you just hate everyone in which case you probably don't enjoy my presence here. I own the moon Titan and run the company Atlas Star Ships from Titan. And a small weapons company called Bolas. I can sell you a new ship if you need a new one. Or fix your old one if you are attached to it," he offered. He sounded really hopeful and I was having a hard time denying his offer.

I sighed. "Well, I'm definitely not buying a new ship. You can just repair the Mordor for me. But my ship doesn't leave my planet. The farthest I will have it go is an orbit around Pluto. And I will be in the ship for that. So bring your fixing ship thing into orbit here and I will fly the Mordor up to you. If you aren't back here in a week and a half, you aren't allowed into orbit. I will zap you with Tar if you come back after a week and a half," I threatened him. It was a pointless threat, but I only realized that later.

There is more to tell but I have to go now. I will record more tomorrow.

Log II, Session I, End.
Date: February the Nineteenth, 2067, 6:37 Plutonian Lunar Time.
Subject: "Him".
Logger: ASEoS, out_logged.