Alien: "WHAT DO YOU MEAN WE CRASH LANDED ON YOUR HOME PLANET!?"
Human: "I mean we are on Earth, my home, somewhere in Central Africa...I think."
Alien: "We are doomed"
Human: "No we're not. Don't worry, I'll teach you everything there is to know about surviving on a Deathworld, we'll be fine." -- Anon Guest
Human Yoss clambered up the wreckage of their vessel. The bad news was that they were in the middle of flakk-off nowhere with busted comms. The good news was that the landscape was vaguely familiar as savannah. The really bad news was that there was no obvious water anywhere in sight.
"Okay," sighed Yoss. "Good news, bad news, possibly disturbing news, and optimistic news."
Grex couldn't roll hir eyes, but ze knew the shape of the news regardless. "I think I can guess," ze said. "You know where we are, but it's extremely distant from anywhere Havenworlder-friendly. There's wild animals in the scenery, but you think you know what you're doing and can get us out of here."