Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Listen up, folks, here comes the Feature Presentation

Alright, everyone, I know I'm wearing thin on your patience here, but we have a lot to cover before you can even think about me leaving you alone.

First and foremost, the location of your friends. Yes, yes, you like them a lot and don't want them to die, blah blah blah. I don't want to hear it. Suffice it to say, they are safely in orbit of a nearby planet and if our demands are not met within the next 27 hours, "other" Master and I will project them into space. We will, of course, be monitoring their location and there will still be a chance for you to get them back before we send them through the rift to drift endlessly through the void.

Top of the list is money. Don't pretend you haven't got any, I've been through your finances and I'm sure you can scrape together a few hundred thousand universal units. (Your Sophie is so organized, isn't she?) I know this will probably cancel your precious project and wipe out any funds you have as individuals, but isn't it worth it to get back your husband and your girlfriend?

OM and I agreed to ask for an island in the Caribbean, but I don't think that's possible. In lieu of an island, we are willing to accept this planet. Please contact the Intergalactic Space Tourism Association and inform them that Venus is no longer an option for their pathetic little campaigns. Then send the deed of rights to the planet to me.

Thirdly, Doctor. Your coat.
In our world, you are dead. You died for some useless world-saving reason, leaving the Master to fend for himself. He was captured by Torchwood (as was I, while trying to take down the Intergalactic Space Tourism Center from the inside). When we found ourselves in the holding cells below Cardiff, we teamed up to break out. All members of Torchwood were killed, including Jack (which is why I have your coat) and the organization ceased to exist. Now to add to my collection of trench coats, I want yours. Yes, I know Janis Joplin gave it to you and you really like it, but I don't care.

Fourth, and this one will be tough, OM demanded that I add you to our list of demands. I know this will be sad for you to leave your friends, but my Master is just as nice as yours, and you'll like me more once you get to know me. Maybe.
Besides, you'll get to keep your TARDIS, because it's next. Those wires I crossed? That twisted circuit? Well, if you don't hand over the TARDIS keys pretty soon, your beloved ship will fully self destruct.

Best of luck filling our order. I am in a safe place now, but OM is still around and he'll remind you if you forget.
Ta ta for now!

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

Running away in designer stilettos beats leaving your insurance

Doctor, you might want to check on the TARDIS soon. Who knows what happens when you press that big mauve button labeled DO NOT TOUCH in the basement, hmm? I do!
Not to mention the sparks that flew when I crossed the white wire with the purple one under the engine. By the way, the huge crack in the glass column was not on purpose. See, I was using the heel of my shoe (the tall black boots) to hold one of the spring loaded levers in place while I rewired the dashboard and the little gray dial spun a few of the green gears in the wrong direction when I wasn't looking. I was busy making sure the pistons on the other side of the console weren't sparking against the compressors and causing an explosion. You should be thanking me, really.
I reached over to turn them back, but I miscalculated the move and the lever sprung back. This, of course, caused the fragment links to jump and the TARDIS to fall out of sync with the vortex for a moment. (Your next ride might be a bit bumpy!) Anyways, when it hit the vortex again, it collided with itself at a previous point in the timestream which, as you very well know, immediately caused a paradox. (Sorry about that big burn on the outside; I did so love the blue paint.) To keep itself in existence, the ship briefly became a paradox machine. This essentially caused the TARDIS to bite a chunk out of itself, and all the lights to turn red and the whole ship shake. I managed to slam the lever back down before any further damage was sustained. After the wires were back in place (although they are now in a slightly different arrangement than they were before, the consequences of which you should find out quite soon!) I took the spring out of the lever. It slides out of place more often now, so you may have to tape put tape on it to keep it in position when you're flying.
Don't accuse me of not taking the blame--I'm sending you this, aren't I? Just like that custom of leaving a note with name and insurance when you've accidentally caused damage to a parked vehicle. Anyways, those were designer shoes. The damage caused to the heels will be hard to reverse. Do you have any idea how expensive it is to repair such rare Plutonian suede? Especially on stilettos as thin as those. They were in a very rare color, too!
Besides, I'm sure you'll have fun fixing the TARDIS; it should be quite a challenge! Enjoy!

Sunday, December 5, 2010

Changes in people

You know, of late the Master and Sophie have been acting a bit strangely. It started about 5 days ago, and that was about when they returned from Christmas shopping. The Master returned wearing what looked like a dirtier version of my coat, and an actual suit! Sophie stopped her research, and has been closer to the Master lately. It must be the power of Christmas! I remember the first time I met old Saint Nick, he was a rather lovely person. It was me who gave him those Deinturans. They looked identical to reindeer at the time...

Anyways, when they returned, the Master looked completely stunned, and he rushed over and hugged me like he hadn't seen me in years. It was adorable, but Sophie seemed rather displeased. The Master has been much more calm and disciplined since, and always seems to have me in sight. I swear I won't look for your present! Jack hasn't been around much, I don't really know what's going on between him and Sophie at the moment though, so I haven't asked either of them yet. They seem to be avoiding each other.

Now I have to think about what to get everyone for the Holidays.

Sunday, November 7, 2010

Oh, Doctor, you are not good at lying...

Today the Doctor suggested that he, the Master, and I should all go swimming as a "fun social activity". He then (conspicuously, I might add,) pretended to realize he had something else to do at the very last minute, leaving the Master and I by ourselves to "bond and socialize".

The Master had an excellent time terrorizing many of the small children in the pool, and laughing every time he tried to show off. He had quite the competition going with himself--how deep could he dive, how long could he hold his breath, et cetera. He tried to convince me to join in these contests, but I politely declined.
This led to the two of us spending half an hour sitting at the edge of the pool in silence. It was mildly awkward, which the Master felt the need to point out multiple times to anyone who walked by the lab after we returned.
Doctor, I hope you know the Master caused an inordinate amount of trouble when he found out how to change the chemical balance in the water. He got up to so much mischief that the pool staff have asked us not to return. Why couldn't you just go swimming at home? There is a pool in the TARDIS somewhere, isn't there?
New post to follow with updates from the lab!

Saturday, October 30, 2010

Venus Project Fundraiser--Fantastic or Fiasco?

This week, in another attempt to force the Master and I to get along, the Doctor paired us up for the Venus Project Fundraiser. This year's Fundraiser was cookie selling. I used this as an opportunity to raise awareness for the Project. The Master was surprisingly helpful, aiding me in loading cookies into crates for the customers. He used this activity as an opportunity to find out which buyers had the most money in their wallets, by "helpfully" assisting people to pay for their purchases. Many of these customers returned a short while later, rather angry at the mysterious disappearance of much of the contents in their wallets. Among these customers was a small girl of about twelve, who had nothing in her bag but a toonie and a library card. (Really, Master? What could you possibly achieve by stealing a ten-year-olds library membership?)
However, I must admit that we did raise more money this year than any past fundraiser has. Because of our sudden increase in funds, the Project has been extended for another six months instead of expiring in fifty-seven days as it was originally supposed to. (This--in addition to the fact that my wrist is almost healed--means we can, in fact, go to the Amazon, which the Doctor has been bugging me about for a few weeks now.)

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

More Stalking

I found this the other day as well, in a file called "the End of Time."
No idea what it's about or when it was taken,
but at the very end, it was signed "A".

...I wonder...

Monday, October 18, 2010

"Couples Bonding" with sophie.

The doctor tholught sophie and I needed to "bond" more so he sent us to couple's exercises. I got to do trust falls, a human custom I have always wanted to do. First you make someone trust you by catching them and then you let them fall. It's a hilarious game! Then I tried to strangle sophie as another trust game but it didn't work out. The group leader was a terible hippie-type woman who told be my aura was pink. Pink? I said. Is this because I'm gay? I then educated sophie on her ginger aurra. We played a game where i got to throw stuff at her. She asked me questions and didn't let me ask any. Here are some questions:

S: What attracts you to the doctor?
M: The hair.

M: Do you have fetish for jack's coat?
S: define fetish ;)

S: what would you do if the doctor died?

M: Have you had sex with jack yet?
S: -she refused to tell me this. in human, this means yes-

S: What did the doctor say to convince you to let me onto the tardis
M: He didn't say anything, but he later promised to feed, and take you out for walks, and clean up after you, and that i'd hardly know she's there, and look, she can even do science a little bit!

S: Does the doctor like me better than you?

It was fun.

Friday, October 15, 2010

"Couples Bonding" With the Master: Bringing us Closer, One Injury at a Time

In an effort to force us to get along, the Doctor decided to persuade the Master and I to go to a trust workshop. I realize now that I should have set it up myself rather than allow the Doctor to organize it. Little did I know that he would become confused and sign us up for a "Couples Therapy" Workshop, where we spent eighty minutes "learning to understand each other." We did such activities as trust falls, where the Master (surprisingly) caught me several times before allowing me to fall, saying, "It's trust falls, isn't it?" (I would like to mention here that I caught him every time.) Another activity involved putting our hands around one anothers throats. I was unable to let the Master do this (for obvious reasons) although he remained perfectly calm while I held his neck. I was mildly tempted to throttle him, but decided against it. We also participated in a game where we passed a ball back and forth while asking questions. While I tried to use the questions to get to know the Master better, he used the question to learn such things as, "What is your greatest weakness?" "Can you swim well?" and "Do you have any potentially fatal allergies?" He also asked some more personal questions, which I will not disclose. When I posed a question to the Master about why majority of his evil plots did not seem to work, he took a long pause, then threw the ball at my face, yelling, "I'm making progress, okay?!?!" I managed to deflect most of these blows. He also did this to the workshop leader when she politely asked how we were doing.
When I made a point that stumped him, he would take a moment to think before throwing the ball at my stomach, screaming, "I hate you!!" I was less successful in defending myself against these.
Overall, the day was only a partial success. Neither the Master nor I are any closer or more trusting, although I now know a little more than I'd like to about the relationship between the Master and the Doctor.
In one instance, I threw a ball that was too high for the Master to catch. I made a joke about my question having "flown over his head." In retaliation, he threw it at my stomach, shouting, "I hate you!" After having caught the ball and throwing it back, my foot mysteriously slipped out from beneath me, resulting in a spectacular fall. I suspect the Master had something to do with this.
I returned to the lab with a broken ankle, a sprained wrist and a very bruised stomach. The Master returned with a scraped forehead and a black eye. I believe such injury would have been preventable had the workshops leader not been scared away after telling the Master to stop muttering about "The occult of Nigel taking over and killing you all." The Master flipped out when she referred to me as his wife and threatened her with Time Lord babble, resulting in what I believe is permanent trauma for the poor woman.

Wednesday, October 13, 2010


Hello people! This is your lord and master, back from the creatacious period! I finally figured out why the dinosaurs went extinct! It's kind of a funny story. Ok, no, scratch that (Sophie I hope you're taking notes cause this is SKIENCE!) it's hilarious! It started with this fish, and then... ok, it it makes more sense in four dimensions. Doctor, can we "talk" about this later. (for the rather dim, by talk I mean have Time Lord sex.) I'm also applying for a new science project, making me the most proactive of our little trio. It's called Explorations of Venusian Mortality affects.  (for the rather dim, 101 different ways to kill people). And, I got funding! I am so hanawesome.

Tuesday, October 12, 2010

Back to Business

Since everyone was so preoccupied with the TARDIS-stalker, the argument between the Doctor and myself, the Doctor and Master's relationship, and the arrival of the Lava Shark and Jack, I've decided to bring us back to the original point: the terraformation of Venus. Right now we--sorry, I--am studying the adaptations that will have to be nurtured in the local life forms to allow both them and humans to live together harmoniously. Right now, we--er, I--have a Lava Shark in the lab and am running tests. (Thank you, Jack, for helping me move it.) I would like to encourage everyone to keep an eye out for Lava Snakes, as I will be needing some to study soon and they are quite common around here, although a nuisance to collect. They are rather difficult to spot, as they are lava-colored and have a similar motion pattern. I have set out a net in one of the larger lava-flow areas, but as Lava Snakes have excellent senses, I doubt I will catch any without help from others. (Hint hint!)
Well. Now you are up to date in the lab. Not much else is new, except for the Doctor's latest literary obsession with early 21st-century "chick-flick" style novels. The reason for which I have no idea. I'm less concerned about the cause and more concerned about the aftereffects, as the Master has recently become irritated that the Doctor is too busy with his books to pay attention to him and has instead been spending a lot of time in the lab trying to mess up my research. (The Master, not the Doctor.) So if you see him with a bunch of hairpins near my filing cabinets, stop him, because it means he's picking the lock. Again!

Saturday, October 9, 2010

Unknown Documentation

Recently, as I was looking through the Tardis' log, I found these documentations of our lives before we had Sophie. So there you have it Sophie. I believe you once asked what we ever did without you, and here you have it. This was about all we did in the 5 months before we met you. Those were good times. Terribly dangerous, good times. Never played Candyland since.

But the funny thing is, we didn't record this. O-O
Master, I believe we have a stalker.

Thursday, October 7, 2010

Even I can't fix my hearts, and I'm a Doctor!

A week ago, I overheard my husband and Sophie mention a buffet, and upon further investigation, I discovered what they were hiding from me. The Master had apperantly cheated on me for my assistant. Is it because Im not ginger?! No one knows. They say it didn't happen, but as they are not willing to discuss it, I must assume the worst.

Obviously, Sophie is extremely promiscuous and needs to be handled with more care. As for the Master, my suppossedly faithful husband, I can't even speak to him at this time.

If they do not tell me the truth, I may be forced to leave them again. *sob*


Friday, September 17, 2010

More Time Lord Art

Here we go. Sophie, here's a drawing I did on my
trip. It's what I hope our group will come to one

A trip gone wrong

Aaah, sorry bout that, now. What'd I miss?
Oh, not much apparently. Sorry 'bout the Master, Sophie.
Sometimes he can't control himself. Well... more than sometimes.
Anywho, you may be wondering where I was. Well, it all started
about a month ago, when I was cleaning the TARDIS. I found a
shiny thing on the floor, and when I picked it up to examine it,
it absorbed me! I know, I should have realized earlier that
it was a Extrontilipious Texhindrink Nanophot, but, alas. It was too late.
It spat me up in a strange new universe, where, upon landing in a rather
pink tree, I came across a nice young lady by the name of Toshiko.
Upon seeing me in the tree, she called upon a very kind Owl
Griffin by the name of Hergin to pick me up and put me down.
She then told me their names, and to their home.
Toshiko's husband, Owen, then told me that their villiage hadnt had
rain for 7 years, and they were probably going to starve if, I recall
his exact words, the stupid fat clouds didnt go piss in the next few
months. When these beautifully thought out words hit my ears,
I knew, something must be done. So, I embarked on a terrifying
journey down a yellow brick road and some stuff happened.
Anyways, I got to a castle, saved a man called Ianto from
a terrifying 456 beast, ran into a man who looked suspiciously like Jack,
who then took Ianto from me in exchange for a flute, that when
played summoned rain, I played it, it rained, there were Bollywood dances,
and with all the joy and love in the air, I was teleported back to Earth,
somehow, and so, here I am! (I had to do a poledance to get enough UU
to make it over here.)

So, hope that explains my absence.

Sunday, September 12, 2010

"Where's the Doctor?" "I thought you were watching him..."

It's been almost two days since anyone has seen the Doctor, and the Master and I are getting worried. I know it's silly and he'll probably turn up any minute, but whenever the Doctor is out of earshot of the Master for more than ten minutes, the Master freaks out and turns the lab upside down searching for him, which, of course, upsets all my research papers, which sets the project back by a few months, at least. Of course, the Doctor usually puts a stop to this by walking in with an ice cream cone or a sandwich or something, innocently asking what's going on. This is usually followed by the pair of them trying to sneak off to the TARDIS without me noticing. Not that I generally would, as I am the only one who actually does any work anyways...I should have the rights to that screwdriver. At least I would put it to some good scientific use (BESIDES locking doors and making things explode!)

Saturday, September 11, 2010

Doctor + Buffy = What Vampires? Those were totally Saturnynians...

With the beginning of this month comes a new barrage of questions, theories, and research opportunities that are dying to be explored, so we'll be quite busy in the lab for the next few weeks...Please excuse our sad lack of new posts for the next bit. Also as the Doctor appears to have gone AWOL, the Master and I are working on finding him. Knowing the Doctor, he's popped out to get an original copy of Dracula in London, 1897 and forgotten to tell us.

Sunday, August 29, 2010

Look, i drew a self portrait!

Hanawesome: handsome plus awesome. I got a new tie! it's purple! like blood! I like blood. NOT LIKE THAT, JACK! I added my location as venus, which apparently for the rather dim is in californya. I mean , californya? Did they put a decoy there? Everyone know venus (NOT YOU JACK) is in cardiff! Californya is made of fake tans and vampires. Even the slightly dim know that! You poor pathetic wierdly-cardioligical-arranged (it's a word because i say so) ape-beings know that! But apparently, my computer dosent. Maybe if i threaten it it'll work better?

Thursday, August 26, 2010

Lost: Doctor. If Found, Please Return.

We seem to have, ah, misplaced a member of our team. He calls himself the Doctor, or sometimes John Smith. He is approximately 6'1, brown hair, brown eyes. He carries a sonic screwdriver (a kind of metal stick with a light on the end that makes a sort of whirring buzz) and may or may not talk very quickly and/or loudly to himself and/or others, using long complicated words and scientific terms. He is generally enthusiastic and easily excited. If found, please return to the Venus Project Laboratories, (VPL) Venus, (Sol II), Mutters Spiral (sometimes known as the Stellian Galaxy or Galaxia Kyklos, depending on your species). Please contact Sophie Fletcher, Science Department.

Please Note: If he tells you to run for your life, don't question. Just do it. (Especially if he tells you to stay out of the shadows, or not to blink.)

I also haven't seen the Master in a while, which is unusual...I sent him to go check the TARDIS library--for the third time--to see if the Doctor might be there. Seeing as I sent him yesterday, you'd think he'd be back by now. Fortunately, I haven't seen him since.

With one third of the team missing, an extra workload is put on us all--Oh, who am I kidding. It doesn't make a difference, as I do everything anyway.

Tuesday, August 24, 2010

Well, Wasn't That Interesting?

Hello all, and welcome back to Venus Vacations! Please excuse us for our two-month hiatus. The Doctor, the Master and I decided to go on a brief trip in the TARDIS to celebrate the extension of the Venus Project. However, we ran into some difficulties and were delayed. (Those Raxacoricofallapatorians really don't like acetic acid, do they?) At any rate, we will be resuming the Venus Project exactly as planned. I am lobbying for the ISTA to extend the project for another few months, as we have used up a third of our remaining time in that little--ahem--adventure. Wish me luck in dealing with any...difficulties that may arise!

Tuesday, June 8, 2010

Shocking Research Confirms Theory

Our research in the lab has confirmed a shocking theory about the chemical buildup of Venus' core. Although I am unable to reveal full details to the public at the current time, I can say that there is a good chance that life exists deep below that harsh exterior! A probe is being prepared to drill through the surface of an uninhabited area with a message of peace as soon as possible! This is also our first experiment uninterrupted by the Master--perhaps he has given up on his evil schemes! The ISTA is sure to be pleased with our discovery and is sure to choose Venus for its next campaign! I will post further details as they arise!


Never mind the last bit. It was just the Master messing around with the computers! I SWEAR someday I'll get him back for this!

Venus Mission Extended

Good news for our research! The Venus mission has been extended for another six months! While this does mean I have to put up with several annoyances for longer than I'd hoped, it also means that my research can be delved into more extensively. This is good because there are a few places I have been wanting to see outside of the lab, but I was unable to leave because there wasn't enough time to repair my suit, which the Master ripped a hole in. Now that it has been extended, I will not only be able to repair it, but will be able to use it often as well!
The lab is undergoing repairs as well, since there was a major explosion there yesterday. I was the only one present at the time, and I managed to duck into the corridor just in time. I suspect the Master was behind it.


So, somehow this was NOT POSTED, grrr. Anyways, transporting to venus is like this: Go to stationy thing on earth. Pay OOLA MOOLA (24570000 UU (universal units for those of you who are rather dim (like a certain ginger assistant))). Still, teleporting is faster than shuttling, even if it's more expensive. Also, it provides good opportunities for certain ginger to have an "accident". Basically, for the rather dim, you get broken up into a bunch of molecule and then fly through SPAAACE. Then you get reassembled instantaneously at the other end, but you STILL have to go through security. They take away your weapons and everything! I said, "oh, it's just a LITTLE death ray" but NO. I needed to protect my Hubby! What if there was an emergency? What if I NEEDED to disintegrate screaming bystanders so he had an escape route? So you just ZAP there and then you're in the main Slidecation port IN SPAAACE. It is sort of like an artificial moon/space elevator, and from ther you can slide down to a slidecation/a floating hotel/ a fiery pit of death (GINGER).

Research in the Lab

Research in the lab is going well, apart from a few minor explosions caused by certain associates. Most of our experiments have been successful, apart from a few of my personal favorites that were sabotaged.
While the Doctor and I explored the many aspects of Volcanic Surfing last week, the Master managed to rip a large hole in my protective suit. He continues to insist that it was an accident, and that he didn't MEAN to point the atomic laser in my direction, but I remain suspicious, as he has tried many times to get rid of me before. He also insists on excluding me from as many activities as possible, although I always find a way to participate, even when they are risky and dangerous. He also tries to embarrass me as much as possible, but I don't let these obstacles get in my way and continue to remain dignified at all times on this expedition.

Monday, June 7, 2010

Article on Venusian Beauty Walk

The Venusian Beauty Walk is part of an annual festival held on Venus to celebrate beauty, love and fertility, the ancient Roman Earth Goddess of which was Venus. Anyone is able to participate in the Festival, but to participate in the main Beauty Walk, one must be specifically requested by a high panel of judges. Thousands of people watch the Beauty Festival, and it is held in the highest respect throughout the Solar System. Tourists flock to Venus every November simply to watch the Festival, which is free for everyone.

History Of Venus

During Earth's Roman Period, Venus was commonly recognized as the Goddess of Love and Fertility. Her most famous portrait was painted by Sandro Botticelli, who depicted her rising from the sea in a great shell. Portrayals of Venus usually show her as a rather large, naked woman with long hair, often associated with water, and looking solemn or loving. The very word "Venus" means "Love" in ancient Latin, and several cults devoted to her worship have appeared over the centuries.

Rituals to Venus often involved an animal sacrifice. This barbaric and primitive ceremony has not been acted upon in centuries.

On Earth, the planet Venus was first known as the Morning or Evening Star to ancient civilizations, who had no form of telescope or camera to observe that it was not, in fact, a star at all, but a planet. Ancient Egyptians thought that the Morning Star and the Evening Star were two different bodies, and did not understand the theory of Earth turning in space. The ancient Greek civilization named the Goddess Venus Aphrodite, the Goddess of Love. Early Earth scientists were unable to see past the layers of harsh mist that shrouded the planet, and spent years speculating as to what could lie beneath it.

When Earth's early NASA program sent the first probe to Venus, its primitive technology did not enable it to enter the atmosphere. In fact, the projectile missed the planet entirely and was lost. The first probe to enter the atmosphere was called the Venera 3 and was sent by an Earth country called the Soviet Union. The probe crashed on the planet and was rendered useless by the damage received. The broken probe is on display, along with its predecessors, in the Venusian Museum. Several probes that arrived after are also on display there. Most of them crash-landed, managed to send data signals for a few minutes, then died.
The most successful Venus probe was the Magellan Probe, launched by Earth's United States of America. It managed to transmit signals for more than four and a half years before failure.

Picture of Volcanic Surfing

Picture of Volcanic Surfing: a completly safe activity!
*All pictures taken from Google and edited by me (Marita)*

Picture of Acid Spa

Pictures of other treatments are not permitted by the I.P.S.T.S.
*All pictures from Google and edited by me (Marita)*

Pictures of Forests

Above are some pictures of Venus's Eosphorus forest taken by her majesty Queen Naira Diargo IIV, a fan of the forests. There is another picture of Venus's Hesperus forest in the Travel section.
*All pictures taken from Google and edited by me (Marita)*

Picture of Eating competition

Because of some of the participants' wishes, all pictures were not allowed to be displayed.
Here are some of the foods. Top Left to Bottom Right: Earth's Red Savina Habanero, Titan's New Cau di knoe san chilli, Mars's Giant Resnkov Crickets, Neptune's "Life Apple" and finally, of course, Saturn's Joiz Jelly.

Picture of Travel Pods

SlidePod Station above

Podtrain going through the Hesperus forest


Our hotel is very nice. It is all floaty in the upper atmosphere, cause air here floats like helium. plans to kill everyone else dashed by realisation that I can't be in the the hotel when I let the air out. The atmosphere is very pretty and very deadly. Like me!

Pictures of Venusian caves

Above are pictures of some natural crystals in Venus's caves.
*All pictures from Google. Edited by me*

Pictures from the Venusian Beauty walk

Above are images of the sexiest aliens in the galaxy.
*All pictures from Google. Edited by me*

Accommodations on Venus

The accommodations on Venus are as unique as the planet itself. Many of the more popular hotels on the planet are built over active volcanoes, the magma of which is used to heat the buildings. As the planet is covered in mist, the views from the windows are not easily seen, even on the clearest of days. So instead of windows, there are thin holographic plates, built into the walls of each room. With this type of technology, each guest can choose the location, size, and shape of each window. Guests can even choose the view seen from each window. Air vents in these hotels do not lead outside, as the atmosphere of Venus is made up of Carbon Dioxide and Nitrogen gas. Many other hotels float in the upper atmosphere, as oxygen on Venus is less dense than the general density of the atmosphere, which results in breathable gases floating. In an effort to accumulate interest, several hotels have incorporated some of the lighter gases into their buildup, resulting in ascension into the mists of the upper atmosphere.
If you're looking for a more exciting trip, however, you can always take what the travel agencies have fondly nicknamed a "slidecation". "Slidecations" are designed for optimum viewing opportunities of the planet. In a large metal pod much like a mobile home, guests slide through a long fiberglass tube, which gives them a glorious view of the Venusian atmosphere and landscape. Coated in specialized chemicals to help the fiberglass weather the cold of outer space and the heat of the volcanic magma, the pods are able to go to almost any location, whether it is the crystallized caves underground or the mountainous volcanoes.


So. Had to do an (eeevil) presentation on Venus today to hubby. Hoping for eventual world domination, but you have to start small and then progress to to destroying the earth. Got assigned a skientist, she seems rather dim, but ginger. So: Venus is 108,942,109 km from the sun. Basically, it's REALLY HOT here. It rains sulferic acid, I nearly pushed a certain ginger assistant outside after she tried to explain basic nuclear physics to me AGAIN. There are lots of winds here, maybe a parasailing "accident"...

Pictures of Animals

Above are some awesome pictures of some of the animals of Venus, taken by our fans
*All images are taken from Google. Edited by me*