A static screen of a Mission Log that had been off for a long while but it was slowly began to turn back on, showing color and something was popping up that didn't seem human, sadly it went back static however could still hear who was fixing it slowly.
"Hello? Hold on just a little twist aaaand oh oh yes it works!"
An excited alien that looks more human on the outside but his pointy ears, third eye and pink tail doesn't help that he is indeed an alien.
"I finally got the earthling M.L. machine working..
But what's the point? No one's gonna watch it or wanna see it."
The alien puts the ML gadget down letting it see that the alien was sitting on the moon, looking down at the beautiful planet of earth.
"Do you ever wonder what it feels like to sit on Earth? I wonder these things while sitting on the moon looking down at that beautiful planet, wondering what's it like there. Always trying to stay hidden from their technology or their ways of seeing me or my people that they consider extraterrestrials or aliens. Many believe that they can take over the planet after entering through many galaxies and many treaties being signed but Earth has never agreed. The only way for us to be allowed on their planet is to disguise ourselves and, if not, stay hidden. Despite intergalactic politics, there are those aliens like myself who just want peace throughout the galaxy for friendship and for others to live in harmony but my people refuse to go to earth because of human nature to try & ultimately try killing what they can't control. So for many centuries, we have stayed hidden even after many years of watching earth hurt itself and the technology brings. I've watched, learned, taking notes & carefully taking things from broken ships to home just to rebuild items to understand the humans better. So many things, so many times I could lose my treasures. One thing I love about the Earthlings is the way that they dance and the way they show love in books not to mention their pictures on their static boxes. I've learned how to read their language and watched their flims, So many ideas flashing through colored pictures and creative characters. But what I love the most is these films called "romance". I don't know why but it fills me with an emotion that my people have lost, love & joy.
The alien ended up digging into the moon with his bare hands and pulls out a fruit that could survive in space and he began to chomp at it.
||Writer Note||
Salutations readers,
I didn't think that I would be telling the story nor writing it for that matter, I've honestly done so many things in my life where it evens out the bad things that I've done where many people would look concerned or worried along with hesitant to be near me after everything that I've done to people. I hate to think about what I've done and remember the pain that I've caused so many people, mainly females that I had feelings for. If I said that I regret it I would agree but if I was told if I could change those things that I've done all over again, surely I wouldn't… it hurts to remember and it hurts more knowing that I caused people to grow distant around me because of my actions….. I'm alone with no friends, only ghosts that I call enemies. I wish I could take them all back and wish even harder to make better decisions but I can only move forward so that when I get a chance to meet them again I can apologize in a better state. Ever since I was little I always made a wish for stars and ever since I can remember I've always watched movies like Star Wars or Star Trek with my grandfather, not to mention many romantic comedies with my mother. I definitely want everyone I've wronged to know that I am apologizing for many mistakes that I've made over the course of my life, but at the same time I am not feeling sorry for those who have hurt me just so that they could feel some type of satisfaction but at the same time I forgive them. For now I'm going to live as a better man because by the time anyone reads this I will be 30 years old. This story is definitely not just going to be a full on erotic novel with only sexual notions; the story is going to talk about many different topics from abuse, neglect, depression, struggles of disability, loss of a loved one, narcissism, body horror, psychological horror and manipulation.
It is easy to tell that the story was inspired by the video game Mouthwashing. It's not that I don't like the game, it's more the fact that the game inspired me to write this story like what-if things turned out a little bit different & with more details added like aliens, info on the higher-ups, how one's actions can affect everyone else. Definitely, this story is not for anyone's benefit; this is more just a place where I don't have to overdo anything or overwork myself for perfection. Life is never easy, not even beyond the stars.
Message Log 001
A static screen of a Mission Log that had been off for a long while but it slowly began to turn back on, showing color and something was popping up that didn't seem human, sadly it went back to static however could still hear who was fixing it slowly.
"Hello? Hold on just a little twist and; oh, oh, yes it works!"
An excited alien who looks more human in their mid-20s on the outside but his pointy ears, third eye, and pink tail don't help that he is indeed an alien.
"I finally got the earthling Message Log machine working… But what's the point? No one's gonna watch it or wanna see it."
The alien puts the Message Log gadget down letting it see that the alien is sitting on the moon, looking down at the beautiful planet of Earth.
"Do you ever wonder what it feels like to sit on Earth? I wonder about these things while sitting on the moon looking down at that beautiful planet, wondering what it's like there. Always trying to stay hidden from their technology or their ways of seeing me or my people that they consider extraterrestrials or aliens. Many believe that they can take over the planet after entering through many galaxies and many treaties being signed but Earth has never agreed. The only way for us to be allowed on their planet is to disguise ourselves and, if not, stay hidden. Despite intergalactic politics, there are those aliens like myself who just want peace throughout the galaxy for friendship and for others to live in harmony but my people refuse to go to earth because of human nature to try & ultimately try killing what they can't control. So for many centuries, we have stayed hidden even after many years of watching the earth hurt itself and the technology brings. I've watched, learned, taken notes & carefully taken things from broken ships to home just to rebuild items to understand humans better. So many things, so many times I could lose my treasures. One thing I love about the Earthlings is the way that they dance and the way they show love in books, not to mention the pictures on their static boxes. I've learned how to read their language and watched their films, So many ideas flashing through colored pictures and creative characters. But what I love the most is these films called "romance". I don't know why but it fills me with an emotion that my people have lost, love & joy."
The alien ended up digging into the moon with his bare hands while using his ability to stretch his limbs to pull out a fruit that could survive in space; which led to him beginning to chomp at the moon fruit, letting the juices surprisingly have no effect on the gravity. The alien continues to eat & look onward at the planet that he could never enter, the only way he could get more data on the people is by hacking into satellites and seeing what the humans do.
"Truly human technology is easy for aliens of his caliber to be able to hack into and hack out of hahaha."
The alien used his arm to grab one of the chairs that he found on one of the ships and pulled it over along with a frequency device aka A makeshift speaker, trying to relax while a band called "Area 21" played the music through a hologram projector from the speaker. The alien was enjoying himself with the music by his side and the moon fruit in hand, it was definitely life living on the other side of the galaxy; even though he still couldn't abandon the loneliness of not having any friends or allies…..
"Will it always be like this?"
The alien remembered a time when he was happy, when he was young and naïve, living in universe 995 on planet Teqhiri; filled with aliens known as Teqrols (the starry eyed race of aliens, the protectors of many stars and guards of the constellations.)
The alien or the teqrol fell head over heels for an alien girl from a neighboring planet of Aihiri. He felt a connection for a time period as her race of Agarinans were known for being storytellers; however the more the young teqrol got to know her, the more he grew to dislike her. When the truth was told, it was revealed that the Agarinan girl of his dreams had manipulated him through her storytelling skills with lies and deception trying to find out his people's secrets. She played with his naïve emotions and laughed at his broken heart. One would think that it would stop there, but you would be wrong as The teqrol would grow up, meet many alien women along his journey older, same age, younger and even ones that approached him that he felt truly was disturbed by. Women that he has known most of his life, women that just popped into his orbit or simply women who were allies of his race. However, there was one alien woman from the planet Yachonus, she was not like the others; she couldn't walk, barely could see besides the vibrations around her which outlined everyone / everything allowing her to see through her ears.
If only the teqrol heals & not let his pain control his actions, maybe he would have stopped to think of his next movement but he ended up breaking the heart of a good woman. He made her cry so many times, he made her worry about him….. They ended up breaking up on Planet Trendy, a place that the Teqrol took many girls to, not really important in detail but it is important for the moment those words Lyla spoke before leaving each other for good:
"I don't understand who hurt you so much that you wanna hurt me, there's not much I can do to stop you or try to talk you out of this because I've tried. Before I go I want you to know that you are a good person and you're better but it's definitely time for us to move on."
She kissed the alien aka the teqrol on his forehead which was where his third eye laid bare: then just like that all of Lyla's memories, thoughts, pains and loves rushed through his head all at once; like two planets colliding. He sat there for a long time wondering if she was gonna come back or not, she never did because I never let her. No matter how hard I tried I didn't have the courage to speak to her again. It's been two or three years since they last talked to one another, rumor has it that Lyla was getting married and has been trying to help other aliens who struggle with disabilities either because of the condition or through severe injuries. However, her words still stay with him every time he deeds or talks to someone else. In fact he never gave the relationship time to grow nor did he give the relationship time to simmer or even time to become something more—-the teqrol rushed. Rushed into relationships, rushed into engagements & rushed into break ups leading to heartbreak.
"She was right, she was always right."
The teqrol took out A headset and put it on so he could virtually scroll through the news throughout the galaxy but all he found was conflict conflict and even more conflict even looked up on his, what humans would call, "situationship partner" that he hasn't seen in months just to find out that she's moved on as well….
"Everyone in his life has moved on…. Maybe I should move on by myself…. There's nothing to do about that now."
The Alien / The Teqrol disconnected from the headset and even the satellite, even though he didn't care if he got caught since at least someone out there would notice him, after all it's his fault that he's alone and his mistakes that caused the loneliness. The reason the alien decided to leave the moon at that time is because other aliens and creatures live there, it would be selfish of him to treat the planet as if it was his own no matter how good it was a hangout spot but not for a living. Leaving the stuff the alien made from other ships behind because it would be too heavy and the alien could always come back later for it; besides the ML device that he can turn from a camera to a wrist communicator was definitely high Tech and all the technology the alien needed. The real question now was where to nex-
*Sob*
Suddenly, The alien stopped in mid flight as he heard something within the confines of space. It was like an echo through the stars sending out a melody of pain, the alien put almost envision what the person looks like just for a moment indeed a human with black hair and a gentle skin tone but she was tired, in pain with a lot of questions coursing through her mind but even those questions caused her pain. Indeed, it was the sound of a woman crying, not just simple cries but for help. He wanted to help, be the hero that he knows he can be, but the alien was conflicted as to whether he should go see who needs his help or continue on his journey; Teqrols are only supposed to stay away from conflicts and not get involved in other species matters— especially humans. However the echo continued to circle throughout his eardrums since they could hear many channels throughout space but this was different, she needed help and possibly anyone in this ship she was in possibly needed help too. It was as if the stars were telling him to help her, the alien closed all three eyes grumbling to himself, clenching his fist.
"Fine, I'll do it."
Without even thinking he flew as fast as he could towards where the crying was coming from.
("Just hold on a little longer, I'm coming.")
With that thought in his mind, The Alien found his coordinates to where the crying was coming from; so within a blink of an eye, he shot himself through space with a colorful aura behind them heading for his destination.