[ WP ] An alien being arrives in the Sol system , but they do not hide their presence . In fact , after a peaceful landing on Earth , they are totally cool with letting engineers pore over their ship and letting surgeons vivsect them to understand their biology .

`` Are you... Is that correct,'you'?'' 
 
 `` Syntax correct.'' The voice was almost hollow in intonation, but the being spoke fluent English. 
 The overly large, mostly human eyes were motionless. At least they appeared that way most of the time, as the being had no discernible pupil or iris. Dr. McIver met the eyes with his own, and paused for a moment. 
 
 `` Are you volunteering to be analyzed?'' There was an uneasy undertone to the doctors voice. 
 
 `` We are.'' it responded. An odd choice of words. McIver tilted his head slightly, curious. 
 
 `` We? Is there another landing craft?'' 
 
 `` Three, but we are all here now. You may proceed.'' McIver went as silent as the being, and sat, staring at the tall, lanky, grey-skinned humanoid. This time it was the being who shifted anxiously. `` Proceed.'' it chided again. 
 
 `` Before we go ahead, I need to ask, where are the others, the other landing craft?'' 
 
 `` Two landers destroyed on entry. This unit remains.'' No emotion at the thought of its comrades burning alive. 
 McIver glanced around the interrogation room. It was only himself and the being. 
 
 `` But you said...'' 
 
 `` Yes, we are all here. Base-ten reference: Two hundred billion.'' 
 
 `` What? Billions of... You?'' The doctor could sense a faint hint of pride, and his concern was mounting. 
 
 `` Incorrect. Approximately two hundred billion genetically distinct live probes, sharing cognition.'' A bit more pride, but nothing overt. McIver had to push the growing lump back down his throat for his next inquiry. 
 
 `` Define'live probe'.'' 
 
 `` Live probe: Genetically stable, expendable, artificially birthed exploration unit. Metabolic rate, cognitive function, and brood link have been modified for long distance travel. `` Noticeable pride now. The doctor hastily retrieved his personal notebook from a bag beside his chair. 
 
 `` Brood link?'' 
 
 `` Cognitive connection to other units, extending to native celestial body. Live probe directives issued in real time from launch site.'' 
 
 `` Ah. `` McIver was writing furiously, for fear of leaving out any detail. `` What are your directives right now?'' he was visibly nervous, flicking his pen back and forth between his thumb and index finger. 
 
 `` Disseminate contents of landing craft data banks, transmit relevant biological and meteorological information to brood, terminate mission via voluntary vivisection''. The last directive hung in the air as the two stared at eachother. 
 
 `` So... You want to die?'' 
 
 The being responded with just a slight hint of aggression. `` We demand it. This unit contains invaluable data. Humanity must advance. Earth has yet to be noticed.'' 
 
 `` Noticed... By whom?'' 
 
 `` Unknown. Brood has chosen to withhold information for safety. Subsequent live probes carry more information. Next arrival scheduled for human calendar date'January fourth, two thousand one hundred'''. 
 
 `` Jesus.'' 
 
 `` Proceed.'' 
 
 
 
 
 Edit: Fixed formatting to the extent I felt motivated to. It's still fucked but whatever. Also edited out some redundant exposition, added detail.
