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I'm too tired to google it but

Why are Sperm whales called that??

I've always wondered.

Those who first discovered the whales believed that the waxy and oily substance that was produced from an organ within their heads was their sperm. Hence the name.

True fact.

-CA

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It can observe too.

And so it does, going behind the cliffside and dragging itself up it, planting itself at the top, so it can look down on the human.

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They won't realize anything is wrong. Not just yet at least, far to focused on whatever little experiment they were attempting.

Sitting in the sand and waiting like a hunter for a rabbit to come sniff at the food they've left behind. If only they knew who the rabbit was in this situation.

They will be careful, keeping their breath steady and ready to memorize everything of this encounter. If it even happens that is.

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LOG 7 - Personal Study One - The Beach

I am currently 'live posting' this, as well as several other posts soon. I could record a simple video and post it but that brings to much danger of revealing to many things about myself.

I have begun my journey on the beach where this thing I have been seeing has been spotted for the last week. I am not at the exact location just yet.

I have brought with me as listed, and as I am triple checking I have now: - Flashlight - Notepad and Pen - Taser - Canned ravioli and kelp (to test it's palate) - Bottled water and cheap beer (just in case)

I will warn I did have to give myself some 'liquid courage'. I do not know why, do not ask me. I am not drunk nor tipsy I should clarify. Simply looser. I suppose that would be the best way to describe it.

I will continue to update and reblog as my night goes on.

-CA

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LOG 2: Back to work.

I returned to work today. We had a new intake. It was a rather aggressive animal. More tests will be needed to ensure it's fully healthy and won't bring harm to us, though we doubt it so far.

I was then invited to get drinks with my colleagues, I accepted, but the bar wasn't exactly my scene. They had a karaoke night and was rather annoying when trying to talk to my colleagues.

Oh well, I'm sure we'll go over everything again tomorrow.

- Curious Anon

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LOG 9: New workload

As expected, I was reprimanded at work. That is fine. However I have been put on a short medical leave for my wound to heal.

It doesn't matter if it's paid or not to me, I have enough money no matter what happens.

The creature however, has been brought to my work where it will be evaluated. It appears to be more eel like than what I first thought.

How interesting.

Just means when I get back in I will likely be the one looking after it until something is decided.

For now, I think I will take a visit to the city. I'd like to purchase more supplies for my next hunt. As well as new clothes.

The ones I wore were ruined. That is fine.

And a new notebook.

Perhaps I will buy a fun one this time. That'd be nice.

-CA

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LOG 8 - Conclusion

Unfortunately, but not unexpected, it went sour.

That is fine. The creature had escaped to some place else.

Left me drenched and with my fair share of injuries. Nothing life threating, really.

I do know however that I will be getting an earful later on.

I was also unable to recover my notebook. I had dropped it at the beach but when I went back to collect it, along with anything else I had dropped, it was gone.

This is not...a preferred situation but I have a majority of my notes memorized. I'm simply worried about who might have taken them, or if it was swept up by a wave.

I think I'd prefer to find them at the oceans floor.

-CA

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It'll struggle for quite a while even after the dart before finally loosing consciousness after far longer than it should've taken.

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The creature will be examined by other humans on the ship before radios are singing with voices, all speaking of something any normal person wouldn't understand.

The human it had dragged in the water is questioned in the mean time while being patched up. They refuse to speak out of work hours.

It's fine. It is all fine.

The creature will be brought on board. What a shitty way to lose a fight.

Was it really a fight however?

No. Not really.

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It shrieks, a harmful thing, sure to cause physical damage as it begins to thrash around, letting go of the human in exchange for using all limbs to attempt to rip the net appart, electricity crackles from it's body as it lashes out on attack instinctively.

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They manage to swim out of the nets reach once let go, barely avoiding the things jaws. However they struggle to stay above water due to their panic from before. They get dragged up onto the boat by a human who had jumped into the water to save them.

Of course, as soon as they're safe however they watch the creature as it struggles to get free. If only it knew what those nets were made of, maybe it'd stop trying and simply give up.

They were hopping to study this thing alone for longer but, oh well. What can a person do?

The other's on the boat aim one of the harpoons, waiting for an opening. As soon as a non-lethal shot it ready, it's fired.

The human doesn't even look away. They've seen it plenty times, and they've given all the pity they could give long ago.

The sting of salt burns at their side as they look down. What they previously thought wet simply from the ocean adventure they were just dragged out to, turns out to be blood.

" ████ ? C'mon, we'll get you patched up further on board. " One of the other members of the boat has approached the human, resting a hand on their shoulder.

" Do not call me that. And I am fine. "

" You are bleeding. "

" And? "

" Get inside, now. They'll deal with this thing. "

" Don't kill it. "