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Tuesday, January 04, 2005

What Really Happens

The residents of Geirstemajer had one more year, before the ship would return them to their families to live out their final years in peace and quiet. They had tolied diligently for the past 150 years on board, perfecting probing methods and a new "non-invasive" invasion for the "body snatchers". They built smaller and smaller ships until they could launch their Humanauts right into the inner ear of their chosen target. They had mastered the human languages, and most of the members were 90% fluent in at least the major 3000 with a few specializing in some of the more obscure languages and an elite number boasting working knowledge of all 6809 known and recorded languages. Being that the ship was intended solely for the research of human beings, they could afford alot of language practice on board, and made quite a game of it. Their life spans were triple the legnth of the average human being, which afforded them the privelege of following a subject through his entire life span, and possibly even that of his offspring. All data was downloaded to the main computer at the headquarters in Yachnatolis.

There were several such research ships in different regions, and positions on them were considered the highest prestige awarded only to the best and brightest of all aspiring Caollichos. Achieving a position on board one of these vessels meant life long security, (although, once aboard you were not allowed to leave, and the ships did not return even for visits once leaving the dock) but the ships were well supplied and were really small cities in and of themselves.The Caollichos were all especially proud of the Geirstemajer, and it's inhabitants were looking forward to a contented retirement secure in the knowledge of their supremecy. They had managed to keep the industry's lowest record for disruption of the [human] species, and had won several awards for their bold new initiatives established during Operation Cloakbut.

The main credit was awarded to the ship's top neurochemist, Dr. Vuerocoojes, who had developed the compound NIg2MrU3 which effectively allowed them to enter the human body via the ear without the subject knowing, and take total control of his faculties virtually undetected. They were able to operate under the protection of the compound's brain numbing effects for several hours without losing control of the subject. During these missions they learned everything about the functions of the human body and had even made possible the first cloned human beings. They were expecting a special ceremony where they would see "their" babies for the first time back at headquarters. The whole of their modest (though well advanced in human terms) civilization had been improved by the discoveries made on board the Geirstemajer.

There were, at any given time, roughly 900,000 Humanauts on mission from the Geistermajer. They flew in clusters the size of Mosquitos traveling all over the Earth, spreading out only slightly to avoid a disturbance. They targeted the pubs, clubs and brewhouses, sometimes occupying a majority of it's patrons. They waited until late in the evening most of the time, except for a few stragglers who tried to hit quota last minute in the mornings, but this was always riskier and to be avoided.

Dr Vuercoojes, or Vuerco as his comrades called him, was especially anxious to get back to to his home town of Aquitel and relax with his wife and write his final memoirs. There had been some things troubling him of late, and he needed some solitude to reconnect with his deepest passions.

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