Aliens: Equestrian Marine Diary

Corporal Endless Midnight, Viper 2-3 Delta, 22nd Equestrian Marine corps “Bug Splatters” Battalion.

600 hours June 22nd 2246 U.S.S. Salura, Deep space.

This ship is lost and if we remain here… so are we.

In the last 4 days we’ve lost almost every marine in the Battalion and lost contact with everyone else.

It’s just 18 of us now, Me, Sargent Goldroot, Lance Corporal Oakyleaves, Corporal Trevor, Oats, our Drop ship pilot Dusty plus a few others from Viper 2-3’s Alpha squad and 3-3.

We’ve been holding out in the armoury and placed traps in the vents so they can get at us from there.

Every once in a while we’d hear… hear screams from those who hadn’t been fortunate enough to have been killed by the Xenos. It was a Marines worst nightmare… Being hived, the process                              of which the Xenomorphs breed.

It starts off with a Facehugger, A spider like creature that latches onto your face and impregnates you with a fetal Xeno, it then dies, its job done. The xeno inside you feeds on the nutriants from your own body until it ready to leave. Then while you’re still alive, it tears out of your chest.

You don’t survive.

Sarge just called everyone for a meeting… I think he has a plan.

Corporal Endless Midnight

Current Battalion strength: 18 confirmed survivors, 250 M.I.A, 432 K.I.A

Recorded 7 months ago