The Martian:
I am Mars, the current resident alien here on Earth. I used to do nothing but sit in a corner and wait until I go home, but just recently, I have discovered that there actaully ARE things here for me. This place is so interesting....I just watch. Watch, listen, and remember! Haha, there is pleanty to see and puzzle over, especially for one like me.
There's lots to do here! I hang with the world's best crowd on Sundays (Yo guys~!) and work hard in my school classes during the week. I've also discovered something VERY cool here: Music!! That's something us Martians have lacking (probably because we also lack the hands to play it with...). So I play the violin...BIG time!
As for the Martians themselves, we're a practica, cynical, rather sarcastic race. We think quikly on our feet, and do not know the meaning of hesitation. I guess that explains a lot about me in general, as I am all those things. In true form, Martians have no mouth, and so we communicate telepathically. Also, as I've said already, we don't have hands, so we need our "powers" (I use that word ONLY for lack of a better one) to work with things like computers, which we work by placing our "hands" on this command pad thing and then "talking". Just to give you an idea....
And so WHY am I here, you ask? In a short version....I got in trouble. Well, sort of. See, where I used to live is a cool place, don't get me wrong. Good people, I'm told...though I wasn't ever around them much. (I was what's called a "silver comander"...warrior of sorts. Those guys live apart from others) But, there's this little something that we call The High Counsil. Seven of the oldest and (suposedly) wisest warriors who's word is more than law. They don't speak often, but when they do...when they do, watch out! They decided who lives and who dies, who succeeds and who fails. Cutting to the chase- before you get too freaked out, thinking about the power that these old geezers whield- I was what you might call a "disturbence" in the logic of how things were supposed to go. First off, I was a girl with a "silver" post; unheard of. I wasn't exactly normal physically (I didn't have the kind of eyes that Martians normally have, and I also had a telepathic power so high, that I could use a computer WITHOUT the help of a comand pad, which you're NOT supposed to be able to do....) ...and I eventually became very, VERY powerful. I earned my title thousands of times over, I was respected by even the highest-ranking warriors, and I was feared by many people....the Counsil included.
This, as you might guess, was not a good thing. The Counsil found me a threat...a serious threat. They had to get rid of me. While they could easily kill me without being opposed, that wouldn't be a good move. I command a good deal of awe and respect, and just killing me off might make some of my warriors start asking questions (The Counsil gets lots of it's power from a kind of "mysterious tyrant" facade). So, they decided to do the next best thing. Send me on a....."mission". (RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGHT)
The "mission" that they came up with was here. Your home. Earth. The catch is, I'm stuck here until they "call me back"....i.e., remember that I'm here. I'm sure it's another one of those legends back home, just like the ones I heard all the time: The great and powerful silver warrior, who does all this great stuff and then suddenly dissapears one night....I guess the counsil doesn't like competition.
I used to hate it here. I fought my very existence on this weird planet....but then something changed. I can't quite put my finger on how, when, or why it changed, but now I really don't mind it here. Here, I don't have that stupid Counsil hanging over me, plotting my downfall. Here, I have the awesome friends that warriors are not allowed. Here, there are wonderful, powerful feelings and emotions that us Martians just don't feel. Music is a new deal. Love is another new one on me. Can you imagine life without either of those? I can't anymore. In fact, given the choice now, I like hanging here. Earth is cool. ^_^
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