On Sep 8, 2012, at 8:33 AM, Gergely Sinkó wrote:
> Heard the name I think, but didn't read any description about them. It was suggested that they are a reptilian species -- on the basis that reptilians were never encountered in any canon SC -- with skin color changing from time to time.
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> On second thought they might have a kind of darlok-ish appearance: covered in robes, face hidden in the shadow, only the faint glow of weary eyes showing, other crewmembers operating strange instruments with ritual movements in a room only partially lighted. The eyes change color with every blink. Just an idea.
Actually, I made them up way back in the 20th century.
They're roughly spherical, and covered in long bladelike metallic fur that's black on one side and reflective on the other - both for temperature regulation in a super-arid environment and radiation resistance. They move by shifting their weight and rolling.
They have arms that fold up flush to their bodies. These are metallic as well - extruded from their fleshy interior. Their eyes are held on the inside, and gain views to the outsides by arranging the reflective sides of their fur appropriately.
They do not use artificial gravity in their ships.
As for the rest... well, why don't I put it in their words. Here's one of the nodes I wrote for their dialog. I'm still adding things, like additional captains' personal histories.
node aboutYou
option >askedHome
What was your homeworld like? // captain's line
The world on which we evolved? // Shlthuk lines...
Just about the only aspects of it that still penetrate our culture
are the lengths of days and years.
It was a miserable place.
Too hot in the day, too cold at night, and always too dry.
And getting worse all the time.
Eventually, we figured out that millions of years ago,
our sun absorbed the innermost planet in the system.
This made the sun hotter. Hot enough that water was no longer well-bound to our world.
Our rise to sapience was driven by the competition for this dwindling water supply.
Civilization made matters much worse by spreading water into areas it had no business being.
By the time we realized that water really was disappearing,
and tales of plenty in old times were not merely nostalgia for a mythical past,
it was nearly too late.
We set out to retrieve water from the further-out bodies in the system.
By the time we had it, there was little point in returning - there was more biodiversity in our domes than in the wild.
Yes. Toward the end, even those of us on the homeworld were living in domes.
.aboutYou
option =askedHome >askedBorn +seenGenderIssue
Where were you born? What's your family like?
My home is in Kirii, a nickel-iron asteroid a little thicker than your vessel is long.
I was born in an elegant six-chamber near the gardens.
My father was a mechanic. He died of age fifteen years ago.
When I was grown up, my mother became a gladiator captain.
He died only last year, when the Kohr-Ah dispersed in this space.
I live with my husband and wife, and the younger of our two daughters.
Actually, it's been some time since the older one has been home -
She may already be a father.
.aboutYou
option =askedHome >askedFloat +seenGenderIssue
It sounds like you were forced to live among the stars, like the Syreen?
Forced?
Living among the stars is great!
We weren't crammed into little habitat ships.
We filled up every asteroid, every small moon.
Anywhere we could seal in the air.
It's a lot easier when you don't feel the overriding urge to install grav-plates everywhere.
Space is much richer than the floorbound existence you seem to cling to.
I never experienced a planet's gravity when I was a girl.
Even as a young man, I only visited small moons with a weak pull.
.aboutYou
option =seenGenderIssue >genderIssueExplained
What's this with girls becoming boys?
Like every other Shlthuk, I was born a girl.
As one bears children, one changes to a woman.
Once they have been weaned, one's womanhood is complete and one becames a young man.
If one did not bear any children, one eventually changes from girl to boy.
Either way, within a few years, one is a man.
I am an old man - I had my children when we were restricting our population.
So, I bore one daughter and fathered one.
We are aware this is not how you - or most races - are,
so do not worry that we will treat your women as if they were little more than children.
.aboutYou
option >askedFur
Your hairs are very striking. What are they for?
Temperature regulation and radiation protection.
The black side faces the sun to warm, or the black sky to cool, or inward to insulate.
We use the reflective sides as periscopes, too.
Keeping our fur facing to or from the sun is more natural to us than rolling.
.aboutYou
option >askedKohrAh
When the Kohr-Ah came, how did you escape?
When we heard of the Kohr-Ah
from our dearly lamented neighbors, the Eow,
it seemed too horrible to contemplate.
But the expense of packing up and leaving was much lower for us than most other races.
So we did.
We fitted hyperspace drives onto every rock possible, and got them moving.
The rest we smashed into homeworld, systematically eradicating every sign we'd ever been there.
.aboutYou
option =askedKohrAh =askedBorn >askedBigRockHS
You put Hyperspace drives on asteroids larger than this ship? How did you do that?
Captain, we are very grateful for what you've done for us
For the galaxy.
Thanks to you, our need for this ability is much smaller than it once was.
And moreover we trust you.
So we are very confident things will work out for the best when we tell you,
No.
That is our secret, and there's really no way you can get it from us.
Sorry.
.aboutYou
option =askedKohrAh >askedNeverCame
Since you 'cleaned' your planet, the Kohr-Ah never came after you?
Not at first.
In the beginning, we had the habit of warning races ahead of us.
Of course, the Kohr-Ah overheard chatter mentioning us.
One race in particular was awful, and told them exactly where we went
even as the Kohr-Ah informed them that stabbing us in the back wouldn't buy their lives.
Their race-name is a grievous insult among our people.
I won't even dirty my tongue by saying it.
.aboutYou
option =askedNeverCame >toldSacrifice
After the Kohr-Ah found out about you, I'd bet they gave you a lot of trouble!
That is putting it mildly.
Still, we'd been preparing since before we set out in the first place.
With our gladiator vessels, specifically designed to take on their marauders,
We were able to pick off their scouts.
Old men volunteered for suicide missions to flank them, draw their attention in other directions.
But it became clear the Kohr-Ah would eventually find us and bring the full strength of their fleet against us.
Ninety million martyrs elected to straggle behind, giving the rest of us a lead.
We never heard from them again,
and the Kohr-Ah stopped chasing us specifically.
.aboutYou
option =toldSacrifice >toldPopulation
A sacrifice of ninety million boggles the mind. How many of you are there?
Around twenty billion, across six hundred thousand homes.
At the time of the martyrs, there were only six billion.
.aboutYou
option =toldSacrifice >warnOthers
Did you ever warn another race?
Not after the martyrdom.
We fooled them twice.
Three times?
Not a chance.
.aboutYou
option >reset -toldSacrifice -toldPopulation -askedNeverCame -askedBigRockHS -askedBorn -askedKohrAh -askedFur -genderIssueExplained -seenGenderIssue -askedFloat -askedBorn -askedHome
I'm confused. Can we take it from the beginning?
We may.
.aboutYou
option
That's enough about your race for now, thanks.
Very well. Back to business?
.main