The human life forms arrived in late February and set up makeshift shelters in the wilderness of Owen’s Peak. Their fragile carbon-based bodies required supplementary carbon-based layers at night to maintain a functioning core temperature. As soon as the earth rotated enough for solar radiation to arrive at our location again, the humans abandoned their shelters and utilized a combustion vehicle to spare their caloric reserves for use at their destination. The sound waves emitted from this combustion reaction were at a high enough decibel to slightly disrupt my processor and I immediately assessed that these refugees may be a threat to me and my precious transport vectors (being a robot of relatively diminutive size, navigating between larger photosynthetic organisms is ineﬃcient and therefore unacceptable).
Sure enough, upon arrival at their destination, they began desecrating one of my compacted transportation vectors with crude iron and wooden instruments that they exploited as an extension of their own feeble beings. What happens next deﬁes all logic and reason and must be considered as a personal attack against me and my ability to move proﬁciently around my spatial hearth. These ruthless beasts collected the corpses of failed photosynthetic life-forms (occasionally even shearing off still functioning tissue) and savagely crammed them into the soil rendering my passage of transport nearly impossible to locate and even more diﬃcult to traverse. Although eventually their rudimentary energy systems mandated that they return to their shelters with the diminishing aid of solar radiation. At this point I analyzed my strategy for the eradication of these interlopers and their attempts to abolish my roaming capabilities.
After seven earth’s rotations of processing and the subsequent demolition of many more of my transportation vectors I had formulated the most effective plan of action.
Through the creation of electromagnetic energy I was able to draw upon the destructive power of the atmosphere to prey on these intruders’ most apparent weakness. Large quantities of precipitation of hydrogen dioxide, created at a lower temperature than the humans’ functioning medium, forced them to use a greater proportion of their caloric energy reserves towards temperature maintenance. This uncommon change in atmospheric conditions did not drive them out of the region as quickly as I had expected, but with only two more earth’s rotations they were retreating from this spatial vicinity. Foreseeably so, my superior deductive processing capabilities have rendered their tactics against me futile in most respects, but my freedom of mobility has suffered a detrimental reduction as a result of these intruders incursion on my territory.
I have calculated that they have closed 12 transport vectors with 288 corpses of failed photsynthetic life-forms interrupting a total of 3,046 square meters of travel corridor.