My Little Pony: My Little Pony The Martian

AMICITAS Mission Three – Mission Day 481

ARES 3 solar day 472

Fireball stretched its limbs. He had been doing stretching exercises here for twenty minutes, but after sitting upright in the driver's seat for almost four hours, he could only feel that his whole body was surprisingly stiff, especially the rear part. When he was in the habitation module before, he had never sat continuously for such a long time as he did on the spaceship now, and he usually used a work stool instead of the flight seat in the cabin.

Around him, other team members had just completed their daily chores after the trip and were settling in, waiting for lunch in the near future. Starlight Glimmer took her spacesuit to the bow so she wouldn't spray water everywhere while reporting the day's progress to Ponyland. The three terrain scouts were lying on the deck to rest. Cherryberry and Feihuo showed some fatigue, while Dragonfly had basically fallen down from exhaustion. As for Mark, he was leaning on a flight seat in the second row and looking curiously at the bow of the ship; Dragonfly was silently translating the Moss code into English at the same time.

"Friendship... message... received," she read out the reply simultaneously, "will... be conveyed to... Twilight Sparkle and Cocoon... to... Hat Hair City... ...participating in the summer...day...celebration, over."

CherryBerry and Spitfire listened to the wailing.

"What's wrong?" Mark asked concerned.

"This is already our second summer celebration on Mars." Cherry Berry sighed.

"Here. Not there," Spitfire added.

"You guys, why don't you think about it from a positive perspective," Mark said with a smile, "We will launch in eighty days. It is very likely that you will be able to rush back in time to participate... What is the next major festival? ?”

"What's the big deal," Fireball scoffed, "You ponies have a holiday every week."

"Not every week," Berry corrected unconvinced, "Only once every other week at most."

"Yes, and they will hold a special festival on the day you go back," Fireball growled, "So don't sigh anymore. Focus on going home first."

Cherry Berry sat up and stared at Fireball, "Your attitude is really gentle today."

"Dragons other than Spike are generally so gentle."

At this time, Xingguang, who was on the bow of the ship, asked, "Do we have anything else to say today? If not, I will be offline."

Berry glanced at Fireball, "Tell them to start preparing gifts for us for the Warming Festival," she then said angrily, "The gifts for Fireball must be coal."

Fireball made a face indifferently, "Coal? It tastes terrible. And it's also flatulent."

"I don't think I meant to give you this for you to eat." Mark reminded.

"It's up to you." Fireball continued to move his legs and feet. The bridge was actually quite crowded, but at least it allowed him to leave the living quarters. After being on the road for two weeks, except for meal time or sleeping at night, no one was willing to stay there for a moment unless necessary.

As things stand, however, it seems like a wise decision to seek some peace and quiet in a house free from crazy whiny ponies and noisy monkeys. "I'm going to make lunch," he then took the opportunity to smear the soles of his feet and sneak away, "I'll call you when I'm ready."

Mission Log – Solar Day 472

We took our first step south today. Now that we had left Troirelot behind, we were heading towards the area around a cluster of smaller craters marked on my map as Timiamata. The bad news is that according to NASA's predictions, the leading edge of the dust storm will meet us just as we enter the area. Our hope, however, was to get permission to turn east before we reached Cromlin Crater. The terrain around Cromlin is not difficult even by the standards of the Arabian Tables. Moreover, Cromlin is located just above the Martian equator. If we drive 150 kilometers south of it, we will run to the south side of the MAV... This means that if we continue to drive down, we will only drive further and further away from our destination.

But the point now is that we must keep moving forward. If we stopped, not only would we miss our scheduled launch date, but we might die. Even if we wanted to return now, we would not be able to return to the residential area. Therefore, we must drive the longest distance as fast as possible while ensuring that the battery can be fully charged in the morning without affecting the driving plan.

This life is not easy. The terrain east of Truvallot is very fragmented. There are several small craters that need to be avoided. There are also countless sputters ejected from those craters and Truvallot itself, as well as countless vertical and horizontal craters. The gullies and gullies dwarfed the small potholes we encountered in Asidaria. However, after driving for two hours today, we discovered a huge dry lake bed extending from north-northeast to south-southwest; although there were some scattered sand dunes, there was no terrain that was too difficult. We didn't encounter any dangerous situations like getting stuck or nearly flipping over - we generally just drove through it normally. Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow we will encounter a ridge that we must avoid, but the driving these two days should be relatively smooth.

After that, though, it's back to standard Arabian Terrace torture... complete with dust devils for fun. Because we all know that life is bound to have some hardships, but if you are Mark Watney or someone unlucky enough to be within his killing range, you will be confused by bad things falling from the sky like Niagara Falls. .

We no longer report to NASA, but we are not completely disconnected from them. Here at noon local time we turn the radio on to receive only mode. Hermes will send a situation update within ten minutes, along with the next day's itinerary briefing and weather forecast. Once the ten-minute scheduled deadline is up, we turn off the radio. Of course, we don’t actually need to save power bit by bit now. After all, we are still using microwave ovens to heat meals, and entertainment on computers has not stopped yet; but this radio measure is an idea proposed by NASA, and we are starting to do it now. It doesn’t hurt to be prepared to think about it.

That being said, D&D is taking a temporary hiatus, and tonight should be our last game in the near future. I also decided here to give a small gift to Starlight as a sign of reconciliation. Her role as Priestess of Ohm soon attracts the attention of a certain Discworld unicorn who has escaped the clutches of the elves. If she can handle this situation properly, her wish to become a wizard is not impossible to come true...

Mission Log – Solar Day 472 (2)

Since we haven't started to implement power rationing measures yet, I'll report the situation: My plan succeeded a little too much. After rolling several natural 20s for her knowledge of the sacredness of Ohm's cult of wild unicorns, Starlight is now the ninth Om prophetess. Specifically, the god Om appeared to her, and she asked for sanctification of her new unicorn friend, which was successful. On this miracle night, for the first time in history, the pony whom everyone nicknamed "Miss Who Can't Throw Dice" succeeded every time.

Of course, there are actually two reasons for the others to get angry at me: (1) Starlight has such a magical pet that everyone envies; (2) So many good points are wasted on what is equivalent to diplomacy. interference activities. Not a single battle was used.

Now think about it, the main reason why the city leader is often stigmatized by team-killing (TPK) fans is that team-killing is the only way for the city leader to win.