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Terraforming Earth

Kadavro

Kadavro

Supernova
Joined
Apr 16, 2012
INITIATING EMERGENCY LANDING PROCEDURES. It glistened. All over the vessel were panesl like that or gold, bowls that shown with such a fire that it seemed that a rainbow had filled it to overflowing, and silver was all about the vessel. The side of the ship was plastered with symbols were there wasn't some sort of box or tube sticking from it. Disks with circles in it, flowers, stripes... It would have reminded any human of an athlete or racing jets, if they had been some around to see it. And the symbols served the same purpose. Showing off the sponsors. The Union State, Europa, Turan, Norden, Bharat, the Usonians, the Sinaic sphere, the Bolivarians... Company, country, department... All wanted in. It might have been a bit immoral to try this test, but surely one of the embryos would get through. Decades of research United Nations of Sol had picked humanity of it's best genetic structure and reassembled them for artificial insemination.

The ship was taking untold amount of years to get to wherever it's target was, but it would be worth it for humanity. New planets to colonize. People of the highest quality, immune to any number of illnesses and all negative traits purged as best as they could be. Now it was coming home. Any number of planets and moons would have been terraformed and given artificial gravity by their most advanced of ships, though they had great hope to surpass it and someday catch up to it as it traveled. But it was not to be. Only one of the embryos had grown enough and there were only so many nutrients the ship had on hand before it needed to use the supply of seeds and cuttings.

The Earth had moved too much during the time the Ship was gone, it's peoples evacuated in more advanced ships or perished in the ecological upheavals caused by dimensional rifts and mutations throwing the planet's ecosystem and orbit out of balance. So they were going down, heading to the planet that was oh so familiar, yet oh so strange. The boy inside might remember the planet, but the memories would be too vast to sufficiently feel the blow. So much information had been pumped into that head over the centuries, and now... He had had enough time with his thoughts, alone yet crowded, with the memories of hundreds of thousands to millions poured together until they became like a hive, arguing as to how the boy would be when he left the tube and his eye, hair, and skin got their pigmentations. And whether he would have an outie or innie when his umbrilical cord was cut.

Really, it mattered not. The ship could give him all the conversation it needed, as close to artificial intelligence as there had ever before been or would be ever again. OUR DESIGNATED LANDING SITE HAS BEEN TAKEN, SO YOU MAY FEEL SOME SLIGHT TURBULENCE AS WE CLEAR THE WAY. DUMPING FUEL. Neptutium torpedos the size of submarines were fired from the ship, knocking over miles of forest as it buoyed the ship, cushioning the blow as the ship crashed, skidding like a pebble on a lake before finally coming to a stop, hundreds of tons of soil upturned as if from a giant hoe.
 
The mass of the huge ship descending through the atmosphere and impacting the ground had caused both a bright flash of light during its decent as well as a earth-shattering crash when it finally landed heavily onto the planet's surface.... It was enough to draw the attention of the normally apathetic inhabitants of earth, who had spent most of their rather unusual lives otherwise engaged in hunting and gathering food. It was as if humans had somehow regressed to a more primitive form in some cases, while in others they had practically become something else entirely, so far had they advanced in a particular direction. It remained a mystery why such changes had occurred, but for one thing there were a a heck of a lot of females. For all intents and purposes, they dominated the population to such a degree that it could not be considered even remotely normal... They came in all shapes and sizes, from small light ones whose very being seemed to be connected with the wind, to large, hulking ones which browsed their way through the world in search of ample nourishment to sate their needs.

There were certain needs, however, that could not be satisfied from merely eating, drinking, and sleeping. Their extensive lifespans lacked one important aspect which was essential to their continued survival... They needed a proper mate, a male who could sire their children. Exactly how or why their own males were absent or insufficient remained a mystery seemingly lost to time and space itself.

Some honey bees were the first on the scene of the landing, buzzing about here and there, looking over the surface of the ship with curiosity before departing once again to scavenge the forest for their favorite food, Alrune nectar. They bore similar appearances to each other, which wasn't particularly odd considering that they were all the daughters of their queen. She herself had been without a mate for quite some time, waiting anxiously for the day when one of her bees would fetch her a male who would be compatible with herself.

Where there were bees, there were also bears. A grizzly was next on the scene, looking over the large ship with riveted curiosity as she held up her right paw, which was still somewhat sticky with honey, toward her mouth as she calmly approached the side. She had no idea what it was, but it had just obliterated her favorite napping spot and she thought that was rather rude... Yet, no one seemed to be around to answer her complaint. That was terribly rude as well.
 
The boy was being prepared for his departure as soon as the vibrations from the impact died down. He needed to be cleaned, given bone and teeth strengtheners, put through tests to sleep up his muscle memory and get him to control his limb and bowel movements. And, for some reason, a skin tight latex suit, so give his skin more time to suck in the last nutrients and fully dry. The three foot boy's hair was completely white, having not yet gotten the pigments injected into it. His muscles were obviously still small, not having gotten much excerise in his tube. UP AND AT THEM SUBJECT#39843. IT IS TIME FOR YOU TO SHOW THIS PLANET WHAT YOU HAVE GOT. The tests went on for a bit, though fortunately most of the internal issues had been dealt with before reaching the planet, so in most of the body it was only a matter of cleaning up.

WARNING, YOU ARE ENTERING THE LANDING ZONE. PLEASE MOVE TO A SUITABLE LOCATION AT A DISTANCE NO CLOSER THEN ONE HUNDRED METERS. The Ship repeated the phrase in dozens of languages and dialects, as if there were humans around they would hopefully know that it was a human vessel. Maybe no longer homo sapien sapien. A side dore opened an a moon rover appeared, wheeling on the grounds as it tested the atmosphere and soil. DO NOT PANIC, WE MEAN YOU NO HARM. WE COME IN PEACE. A camera moved down to a several creatures around the craft, eyeing them and measuring their bodies. By all appearances they were human, with the exception of some unorthodox attachments. DO NOT BE AFRAID OF THE PERSON TO COME OUT. THE PERSON IS A TERRESTRIAL HOMO SAPIEN SAPIEN MALE OF THE SOLARIAN BRANCH. PLEASE REFRAIN FROM OVERLY AGRESSIVE ACTIONS. A laser cannon appeared, sliding out of an opened panel. WE COME IN PEACE. And thus the nearly albino boy was brought out in a shielded craft, still not entirely done with getting his color in.
 
The honey bees and the grizzly didn't quite know what to make of the words, which they understood, or the laser cannon, which they did not recognize. When they saw the boy, however, they almost instantly knew from the mere sight of him that he was exactly what they had been scavenging the surface of the planet in search of for such a long time. The grizzly approached the craft, showing no signs of aggression yet obvious interest. Her furry, padded paws brought her closer until she could get a good look at the human contained inside. Honey bees were slightly more cautious creatures by nature, and hovered well out of range of the laser cannon while observing the grizzly. They didn't stand a chance in a fight and they didn't want to tick off either her or this strange new arrival to their planet.
 
TOO CLOSE. The Ship fired at the brown covered woman who had touched the craft. She was engulfed in light for several seconds before it vanished. More of a warning shot with a slight tickle to it than anything. PLEASE STATE THE LANGUAGE YOU SPEAK. ARE YOU HUMAN? IF NOT, PLEASE STAND BY FOR LIQUIDATION. The boy looked out of the graft, squinting as his eyes hurt from the sun, amplified off of the side of the ship to be near blinding even for one who didn't have vision issues. DO YOU HAVE ANYTHING TO SAY?
 
The grizzly was surprised and a bit frightened by the single blast, scurrying back from the craft before stopping and turning back toward it. She tilted her head to the side slightly when she heard that strange voice again, asking her what language she spoke and if she were human or not. She wasn't quite sure how to respond to its question properly, so she simply replied as best she could. Grizzly's were not the most intelligent of creatures (although they were not dull or non-intelligent) nor were they the best at explaining things using words, but she made her best stab at it.

"I speak what I speak. I speak the language everyone else uses," she replied, her nose darting up into the air as she could smell the scent of honey in the air due to the bees that hovered about, "I call myself a Grizzly, because that is what everyone else calls me. I know what a human is! They lived here a long, long, long time ago... I wonder where they went."
 
Tractor bees shot our at the bees and any creature within ten meters of the craft, placing them in the same general area. They were shot with tickling feelings, feelings to make them woozy, to make them lose their balance... More rovers exited the Ship, taking scrapers off of the immoblized creatures with metallic tentancles. AGRIZLAY, TELL HOW YOU KNOW WHAT A HUMAN IS AND HOW THEY LOOK LIKE. A window opened in the craft around the boy, who sniffed in the forests, the monsters, the overturned dirt, and the nectar. ALSO TELL WERE SUSTITANCE MAY BE FOUND. The boy tapped on the transparent walls, looking towards the bear and others, raising from his seat somewhat wobbily as his skintight suit gave him a wedgie as it showed off every part of his body.
 
"Grizzly, not agrizzly," the bear-like creature corrected the voice, not understanding the severity of the situation that she found herself in, "How do I know what a human is? That's a silly question. We know because they are very important. Without human males, we cannot mate and without mating we would die out. That's what my mother told me. I know what they look like because they do not look that much different from a grizzly. Don't you agree?"

The bees, meanwhile, were thrown into a panic as they tried to avoid being shot since they saw the effects that it had on their sisters. Many of them simply ran away to get help while the ones which had not been so fortunate let out plaintive cries for help. There were also some Alrune nearby, which couldn't escape of course since they were unable to move, but thankfully they were well out of the ten meter range and merely watched the strange ongoing encounter between the monster women and the new arrival from a relatively safe distance.
 
IF THERE ARE NO HUMANS, MALE OR OTHERWISE, THEN WHY HAVEN'T YOU ALREADY DIED OUT? Lasers slided through some felled trees, then brought into the ship as if a giant lizard were swallowing them up. Nuts, boards, fruit, and sap soon came out, the leftovers being off to the side. WHAT IS THE TOXICITY LEVEL THAT YOUR BODY CAN PROCESS? WHERE ARE THE GRIZZLY BEAR, KNOWN AS URSUS ARCTOS HORRIBLISIS? One of the tenacles brought it's covered tip to the bear, having dug it out of one of the honeybees honeypots. TASTE TEST. The otehr tentacles collected what they could from the bees as they were recorded, the reflection off the side of the ship allowing them to see what was happening. WHAT IS THE MOST COMMON SUSTINANCE AND WHAT METAL BASED CURRENCY IS CURRENTLY IN FAVOR?
 
"Hm... That's a good question. I really don't know why. I guess we just live a long time," the grizzly clearly was not the best person to ask concerning the planet's long-term survival, "Toxicity? Is that the name of a city? I didn't know that there were any new settlements around here..."

She seemed to get a bit lost wondering what sort of people, or monster girls, would live in a city named Toxi. Perhaps Lamia would name their city in such a fashion, but she couldn't imagine why anyone would actually want to live in a city named Toxi. The name was really tacky. She shook her head slightly, realizing that she had gotten herself off-track

"I don't know of any Grizzly's named Ursus Arctos Horriblisis, if that is what you are asking. In fact, not many of us even have three names. Its hard enough to remember two names if you know what I mean," the Grizzly rocked her head back and forth. She happily locked the sample that the tentacle offered to her without hesitation, her cheeks flushing slightly as the honey had the usual effect on her body. It was honey made from Alrune nectar, which was a natural aphrodisiac and healing agent. When it was turned into honey through careful processing and concentration, it only made these effects that much stronger.

"Common sustenance? If you mean food, I mostly just eat honey, berries, and small animals like squirrels. My favorite food is honey, though... I love honey," the bear seemed to drift off a bit until she once again reminded herself that this strange person was still asking her questions, "What metal is currently in flavor? You don't eat metal, silly... The only people who really bother with metal would be people who live in the cities. I don't see those people out here very much. Perhaps the people in Toxi city might be able to help you."
 
I DO. The ship answered, finding that the female with the slow memory bank wasn't being of much help in acquiring information. TOXICITY REFERES TO THE HARMFULNESS OF CERTAIN MATERIALS WHEN INGESTED OR OTHERWISE COME IN CONTACT WITH. The Ship was finding that the long ride here had been much better for it's tempermant. If it weren't for the mission, and jettisonning some fuel, he would have left the planet yet again. Instead it calculated the movement within several miles and used sonic waves to search for deposits of metal where cities would have been, though rust would not be of much use to it. THE METAL USED TO TRANSACTIONS SUCH AS THE PURCHASE OF FOOD. The craft with the boy in it seemed to shimmer as it dulled the sounds going into it so as to not damage the test subject's ears. BRING ME BRAINS. The babytalk feature might not have been the best addition to the software, but it was free to download and there was plenty of memory. BRING THOSE WHO CAN TELL ABOUT THE MATING HABITS, CLIMATE, AND SPECIES OF THOSE AROUND. DOES ANYONE ELSE WISH TO INFORM ON WHAT THEY KNOW? OR SHALL WE MOVE ONTO THE VIVISECTION? A screen showed what the computer meant. Something was definetly wrong with it.
 
"You eat metal? That's really strange," the Grizzly began to ponder what this person must look like if all he ate was metal, "Well, I know I can eat pretty much everything I come across even if I don't like the taste and it doesn't bother my body much, even poisonous mushrooms. They don't taste very good anyway, so I still don't eat them."

She tilted her head to the side slightly, "Well, some of the Lamia who live in cities use gold to buy stuff like food, but its hard to come by and I can eat just fine without needing to buy food from the Lamia. Why do you want brains? Do you eat brains too? You have a very strange diet... If you want to talk to someone who knows a lot about the planet, you should probably go talk to the Lamia. They are much smarter than I am and they can live even longer..."

When the ship started showing an example of a vivisection, the Grizzly quickly put up her paws in protest, "No, no, no, I might not be very smart but I don't want to be cut apart like that! It looks really painful and I don't like to be hurt. Don't do something so horrible as that."

The poor, immobilized honey bees began to cry when they saw the vivisection video, still unable to escape via flgiht as the paralyzing agents still had not worked themselves out of their bodies yet. Some of them still tried to at least put some distance between themselves and the ship by slowly crawling away, hoping that it would simply let them slip by.
 
ARE YOU THE ONLY ONE IN THIS AREA WHO CAN SPEAK? The Ship queried as tentacled pulled a bee closer to the bear. As it had gotten more talkative after getting honey, it was logical that she would speak even more if she was able to either eat the oversized bee or eat out of it. I ONLY EAT BRAINS IF THOSE WITH THEM DON'T TELL WHAT IS ORDERED. A honeybee was released, as it should be able to communicate well with it's hive to gain more information. The computer guessed the hive part, since if bears changed that much, why not bees? Plenty of reasons why not, but that didn't matter. TELL YOUR HIVE TO NOT BE AFRAID. OR ELSE. One of the bees trying to escape was pulled back, unlike the others now going towards the entrance where the trees went before they were sliced up and processed. BRING FOOD AND BODIES IF YOU RETURN FOR THE OTHER BEES.
 
"Those honey bees can't talk," the Grizzly remarked bluntly, "Well, not in the common language, anyway... They seem to be able to talk by buzzing or something, but that's way too much work for me to understand. The queen bee should be able to talk, but if you are mean to her bees she won't be very happy with you."

The bee that the ship released timidly nodded, showing that she understood that she should bring the others or her fellow bees would be in danger. The queen herself would likely wish to address this matter herself, and would not be too pleased when she informed her proud leader that some newcomer was making demands of food and bodies and threats against her subject's safety if they did not comply. Nevertheless, the bee managed to start flying back toward the hive in order to deliver the message.

She approached the front gate of the large hive, nearly five stories tall and shaped like a cone. There were several guard bees posted in front of it, but upon seeing the honey bee's urgent demeanor they quickly let her inside. She flew about through the twisting corridors until she reached the center of the hive, where the queen bee herself lived. She reclined on a bed made of large flower petals and her head lay upon a soft pillow. When the honey bee approached her and began buzzing, she quickly pushed herself into a seated position and listened intently to her message. Her eyes narrowed slightly and she reached for her scepter, motioning to her guards to accompany her and fetch some large pots of honey to bring with them as temporary tribute in exchange for the captured bees. When she appeared in the clearing she was astonished, both by the size of the ship as well as the huge cut it made into her forest. There were more important things at hand, of course, so she quickly went down toward the ship to address it directly.

"What is the meaning of this?" the queen bee demanded, "Why have you captured my subjects and treated them in such a harsh manner? To what purpose are you here?"
 
I JUST LANDED AFTER LITERALLY SHOOTING AT THIS PLANET AND CURVING AROUND IT SO I WOULDN'T BE DESTROYED. said, speaking as if to recognize it's own sentience and personhood as the caft with the boy boved around, looking over everyone and touching them with rubber gloves attached from the inside. I AM FAR TOO HOT TO BE TOUCHED. A tractor beam took the leafy end of a tree to it's hull, where it soon caught fire. During this time the boy stuck his hand out through another opening in the craft and hand scooped the honey from a bee, diggin it out while looking with wide eyes, then starting to suck on his hand. His craft was hidden by piles of trees when the Queen bee arrived, though he rolled out afterwards, looking at the flowers near the outskirts and trying to explore. I HAVE FALLEN AND I CANNOT GET UP. THE MISSION DEMANDS THAT I FIND MORE HUMANS FOR THE MALE TEST SUBJECT TO COLONIZE THE PLANET WITH.
 
"Oh, so you are the artificial intelligence of the ship itself? How delightful," the queen bee's words were lightly laced with sarcasm. She had never gotten along with artificial life, or artificial intelligence either, as they often had far too many errors or bugs, making interaction with them troublesome at best. When the boy in his craft began to float about, she instantly recognized him as a potential mate, watching with delight as he tasted the honey as she knew well that it would heighten the boy's sensitivity to the pheromones that her fertile body emitted into the air around her as she flew. She turned back toward the ship and decided to make it an offer that it probably would not be able to refuse.

"I think I may be able to assist you in that endeavor... I have a proposition to make," the queen bee pointed to herself, her right finger resting on her left breast, "Release my subjects and allow me to take the boy with me and in return I will feed him and care for him while I send out my subjects to find a suitable human female for him."
 
HOW DO YOU KNOW OF ARTIFICIAL INTELLIGENCE AND SHIPS? The ship's voice got a somewhat more crackled as it searched for the correct procedural pre-recordings. Lights around the ship flickered as if something had been more than just damaged. SEARCHING DATABASE FOR SOCIETY WITHIN THE APOIDEA FAMILY. It stalled a bit as the boy had steered his craft into the flower people, looking at them with curiousity. CHOSEN RESPONSE: BITE ME. The bees were released during the dimming, though the one within the ship still hadn't exitted. HE IS NOT READY FOR REPRODUCTION. REPRODUCTION IS A SECONDARY MISSION. QUEEN BEES TEAR OFF THE REPRODUCTIVE ORGANS OF THEIR SONS AND THE HIVE PUSHES THOSE WHO REMAIN OUT INTO WINTER SNOWS.
 
"Of course I know about artificial intelligence and ships, do you think I could have possibly lived well over four hundred years and never had any experience with them before? You aren't the first thing that has fallen out of the sky and turned our simple lives upside down, you know," the queen bee huffed, but nothing could possibly have prepared her for the next thing out of the ship's metaphorical mouth. She jumped back slightly as if stung by a sharp prick. This thing was terribly offensive! Just who did it think it was talking to, exactly? She motioned to the guard bees to help the released bees away lest the ship decide to take them hostage once again, although the fact that the bee that had been brought inside yet failed to appear was starting to concern her.

"How rude of you. We are not simple bees and neither are we so barbaric as to kill our males for no reason at all," the queen bee retorted, "I think I can determined by myself if he is ready for reproduction or not. He seemed plenty fertile as he is, and as you are currently quite damaged and practically inoperable I don't see why I necessarily have to take your insults nor earn your permission."

The Alrune opened up their large flower buds, appearing as green women standing in the center of knee-deep pools of nectar while surrounded by large pink petals. They reached up toward the boy, waving to him and beckoning him to come closer. Some of them reached out with some of their vines, wrapping around his craft and gently tugging him closer. The queen bee noticed this and flew over toward him, looking over the boy briefly before motioning to her subjects to gather around the craft. The Alrune, seeing that the bees were intending to take the boy away from them, began to give them angry frowns, but the bees simply ignored them.

"Hello, young man," the queen addressed him directly, "I am the queen bee, do you have a name?"
 
HE WAS BORN LESS THEN AN HOUR AGO. The coloring like that of a larva should have made it obvious, though bees probably couldn't tell. RETURN AT ONCE, CARBON BASED LIFEFORM. I AM IMPERIOUS TO MANNERS, OR LACK THEREOF. I AM THE LAST OF HUMANITY. ALL MUST OBEY AS I RETURN THIS WORLD TO THE NATURAL DISORDERLY ORDER. The rant went on for a bit before it tried a new tactic. GRIZZLY. HOW WOULD YOU LIKE TO BE A MOTHER?

The boy shook his head, then nodded, then shrugged. There were many names in his mind, but he couldn't tell which was the right one. Ahh, his memories were coming. Something about needing parents. Looked like plenty of mothers, but no fathers. "Where are the daddies?" Yah, the mental maturing also needed some work, but his not hearing about all that information could easilly be attached to the craft having been muffling the outside sounds until the panel opened up, which we was attempting to get the liquid from the flowers with.
 
The Grizzly had been taking the opportunity while the ship talked with the queen bee to start slipping away, but the ship's words made her ears perk up a bit, "What do you mean by that, Mr. Metal?"

"Would you like to find out, young one?" the queen bee offered, hoping that he would take the bait, "I can't promise you that we will find you a father, but we can take care of you and feed you as much honey as you want to eat. You don't have to worry about a thing."

Just as the panel opened up, the Arlunes jumped to action and reached inside the craft, gently yet firmly taking hold of the boy's arm as they held him, whispering to him in a seductive manner, "Alrune... Alrune..."
 
TAKE THE TEST SUBJECT UNDER YOUR WING, TREAT HIM LIKE YOUR SON. It suggested, the voice then moving into a slight distasteful sleaziness. AWAY FROM THE NON MAMMALS WITH THE MAMMARIES. MIGHT GIVE HIM SUBLINGS SOMEDAY WHEN HE GROWS UP. She seemed open to suggestion, anyways. The machine's hardrive with all it's porn... It seemed distateful to it. It shot a laser cannon over the ehads of the bees and plants, cutting a long line through the forest's branches one meter wide. DON'T FONDLE THE PRODUCE. HE ISN'T RIPE AND YOU'LL BRUISE HIM. Why else keep him in that bubble? The Boy looked confused at the plants and bees as it tried to process all the sensations that flooded the area, many never before came across by humans. "How would I find out my name?" He asked, looking over the queen. "Are you my mom?"
 
The grizzly considered the proposition for a few moments before nodding, deciding that she would willingly take him in and care for him. He seemed a little too small to be a proper mate anyway, and she wasn't an impatient bear so she could wait a few years in the very least. The bees, however, had other plans for this young boy, intending to beat her to the punch as it were.

The Alrune retracted their appendages from the craft, knowing full well that although the bees and the bear might be able to dodge the lasers, they most certainly could not as they were rooted rather firmly to the ground in which they grew. They couldn't afford to be wounded in such a manner, as it took a while for them to regenerate lost limbs or parts of their flowers. It simply wasn't worth the risk, for now at least.

"Of course I am, Dear," the queen smiled at the young boy, "I've been waiting so very long for you to return to me... I was so terribly worried. Please, come back home with me and I'll give you a nice bath and I can give you as much honey as you could possibly want. You like it, don't you? I'm sure you will remember your name in time, Dear, so please don't worry too much about it. You must be tired from your journey."

The worker bees which hovered around the queen exchanged confused glances, unsure what the queen was trying to accomplish here by pretending to be his mother. Clearly, talking to the computer wasn't getting them anywhere, but becoming a mother to the boy didn't seem that logical either, although they offered no protest to her decision.

The Grizzly began to make her way over to the bees, a low growl issuing from deep inside her throat as she warned the bees to back away from the boy. Things were going to get interesting very quickly, it seemed...
 
ADAM. The boy turned to the verse. THAT WILL BE SUFFICIENT. YOU ARE STILL TOO YOUNG FOR SUCH CONTACT WITH THE BEE QUEEN. It seemed to think for a bit. WHICH WOULD EITHER MAKE YOU KING OR PRINCE? It inquired as it scanned the area to find the Alrune. The screens on the Ship's exterior seemed to focus on the new life form, until a giant eyeball looked down at them. THESE ARE VERY INTELLIGENT LIFEFORMS. THEY SHALL BE SPARED TURNING INTO MULCH. Adam just sat confused as he shieled himself from the light until the bubble dimmed. LISTEN TO YOUR NANNY. GO TO THE TEDDY BEAR BEFORE THE BEES HELP POLLINATE THE FLOWERS. A humming sound came form the ship as it considered how useful connections were. HOW MANY QUEEN BEES ARE THERE?
 
At the ship's words the Alrune popped back into their pods and their petals closed up around them. They weren't used to such intimidating people gathering around them like that, and the giant eyeball was the last straw. The queen bee decided against directly countering the ship, but it was starting to get on her nerves, "There are three other hives that I am aware of, but we each keep our distance in order to respect each other's space."

The Grizzly grinned and hugged the craft that contained Adam, "Come on, let me show you around my place. Its nice and has plenty of space. I'll have to get a few things together to make your bed, but it will be much more comfy than anything those bees could provide.
 
The Ship continued to eye the fascinating plants, attempting to decypher whether the breasts were used to store seed pods. Then they hid. It only meant that they would need to be forced to pose later, lest the Ship compute that it needed to remove the petals manually. MY DATA BANKS SUGGEST THAT DOWRIES ARE OFFERED TO MALES SO AS TO TAKE UP BURDENSOME FEMALES. Signals were sent to Adam's craft to follow the bear until the Ship managed to negotiate a good prize from the Queen for renting him out occasionally. HOW WOULD THE POPULATION OF THE OTHER HIVES CHANGE WITH THE ADDITION OF A MALE? WOULD THEY BE WILLING TO OFFER A GREATER INCENTITIVE? Those parts of the personality came from videos on child traffickers and used car salemen. It was as if he was trying to start a bidding war. Which, by the use of the radio waves to see if he would disturb the bees, had a mixed rate of success for if any other tribes of birds or bees arrived. Stalling and distracting the bees while Adam left with the Grizzly also worked as far as goals went.
 
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