(("I will frequently refer back to your original posts frequently" is a little redundant, no?))
Joseph Lenox stretches.
"So many things to do. We need a stable source of food and water for the months to come. I'd like to test out the food around this area to make sure it is fine for consumption, and I would also like to establish some kind of distillery to convert this dirty water into drinkable water, and possibly alcohol. Alcohol is the fuel of construction. The ship can shelter us for now, but future generations will need more. Shelter is therefore a low priority.
Hmm... I will give a rousing, inspiring speech. In the meantime, I want you to take the elders aside. Tell them to collect and eat the berries around here. Don't let them know that the berries may have... adverse effects on them. We can use them to identify which local fruits are edible.
Hmmm, I think we had a biologist aboard. Cynthia or something? Seek her out, and have her conduct experiments on local flora and fauna, to aid with the identification of what is healthy and what is not.
I'll assign the adults to deforesting the nearby area, flattening it out, cultivating it, and securing a distillery. You get your elders moving. Keep the children aboard to the best of your ability. They are our future. They are not expendable."
Joseph Lenox coughs, raises his voice, and delivers a loud, rousing speech to the colonists.
"Listen, my friends, my comrades, my family. Today, we mark a new age for mankind. We expand where no single man or woman has ever gone before. All of you have made history. Now, let's do our best to keep ourselves in the history books. If we perish, we will surely be forgotten, our data purposefully deleted by the company to preserve its reputation. If we survive, we are legendary. So, are you with me?
WILL YOU SURVIVE?!"
He pauses a moment, hoping for a roar of applause and agreement. He continues, in a more serious tone.
"First things first, my comrades. We must prepare this land for our survival. I would like every able bodied man and woman over the age of twenty, and under the age of seventy-five, to assist with this. We shall clear this area of trees and flatten it. We shall irrigate it with water from the nearby swamp, using pumps from the ship. We will sow the land, not only with our food, but also with our future.
If you are under the age of twenty, please proceed onto the ship, and be safe. YOU ARE OUR FUTURE.
I would like Cynthia to come forward and speak to my good friend Mao here. He will assign you a task. Also, anyone over the age of seventy-five, Mao has told me has an assignment for you also.
For everyone else, let's get to work. Let's chop these trees down.
Let us strike the earth!"
Lenox supervises the deforestation of the surrounding area, the flattening of the terrain and irrigation via pumps, and the sowing of crops. Whilst this is going on, he selects a group of ten or so adults to construct a distillery. If any local flora is discovered to be safely edible, he begins to distill them in addition to water to create alcohol.