The Ixkruns are a small lizardlike species native to the planet Szunkring. While the technologically advanced Szunkruns would be seen as the dominant species of that world, communication between the Szunkruns and the Ixkruns makes it clear that they are each intelligent beings. The Ixkruns are content to coexist with their planetary brethren, but the Szunkruns don’t care enough to even think about it. If something makes a profit, that’s what the Szunkruns value. Unfortunately, that means that the jungle homes of the Ixkrun have been invaded by Szunkruns seeking resources for short-term gains. Mux is an Ixkrun.
Vep lives a peaceful life in the dense jungle of one of the planet’s remotest islands. This is the ideal existence that all Ixkruns wish they could have. Vep has no sense of the troubles that other Ixkruns over the world are facing, and no idea that they could eventually reach even that little island paradise.
Har lost his home when the jungle he was born in was demolished by a Szunkrun rich person who wanted more warehouse space. Now Har is an “Urban Ixkrun”, trying to eke out a living in the unnatural environment. Often, those in this situation have to resort to stealing, and Har is no exception, having to live one step ahead of the security robots just to survive.
Dop could be called a traitor. While most Ixkruns are happy to spend their days in the wilderness, Dop wants power, and gets it by working with the Szunkrun Council of Bosses. Nobody thinks anything about an Ixkrun wandering around in the jungle, so Ixkrun is able to get close to the secret bases of the outlaw hero Montoroloxi and report what he finds back to the corporate masters.
A Fact About Ixkruns: All Ixkruns are biologically male until mating season, during which some will take on female traits if they are the dominant part of a mating pair. After mating season or gestation ends, they return to male form.
Alright. Let’s see what I need to update us all on:
Most significant is the fact that I had to get a new computer after my last laptop failed on me. It was a fairly gradual death at first, getting slower and slower as it went, so I had backed things up fairly recently. I lost about two weeks of research notes and the bookmarks in my browser. That is such a small amount of loss that I can accept it happily, but I’d sure like to be able to hop back on there long enough to get those notes back…
Anyway, the new laptop is nice and fast and has as much space as my external hard drive (I ought to get a new one of those by this point). I already expect that the problems with this one will be focused around the power charging outlet thing. The little prong inside looks worryingly fragile.
I have not quite had time to really organize things on the new computer yet, but it definitely could be a good computer from what I can see, and could have been a much worse loss of information.
Apart from that, the main detail of the last few weeks is that I twisted my ankle. If anyone wants to see a picture of my bruised foot all swollen up so it looks like a big gross baby foot, I have such a thing. In spite of how much time I have already lost to hospitals this year, I was convinced to have this injury examined by medical professionals. It turns out that I did chip a bone, but it also turns out that the medical advice was basically just rest and cold and elevation and all of that is what I would have done without spending hours in hospital waiting rooms. Oh well.
The Flartians are probably the worst jerks in the universe. Certainly they are the most numerous. Their empire spans multiple galaxies and there are more individual Flartians than any other species in their universe. The Flartian Empire is ruled by an immortal giant floating face called Flarzom, and they are hungry for conquest. This led to a war against the Space Army that was unlike anything seen before. Though a peace has been achieved, the Flartians are just biding their time until they feel confident enough to try again. In the meantime, there are teams of commandos that still do covert operations that advance the Flartian cause. Here is one such team:
A veteran of the war, Mep is a loyal soldier and would not have stopped fighting no matter what peace was brokered. As long as the enemy species still existed, they had to be fought. Rather than let an unstable Flartian risk political incidents, Flarzom rewarded this loyalty by placing Mep in charge of a commando unit.
At some point in history, the Flartians tried to start a rumor that they were the universe’s best chefs. That’s untrue by a long shot, but they thought it would make them look good to all the lesser species. To this day, Flartians still try to become good chefs to back up their claim, and that’s what Ko was attempting to do, but accidentally learned how to make explosives. Ko is the team’s demolitions expert. Ko is too young to have fought in the war, and was depressed about that until the chance to do war in secret came up.
Jayt is trained in martial arts and unarmed combat. The truth is that the war was rough on the Flartian Empire. Resources within the Empire are low, and what they do have is best used rebuilding their armies. With a lack of weapons and ammunition, unarmed troops like Jayt are being used (many of the Commando’s missions actually involve stealing weapons).
Office Dek is the Flartian assigned to unit as their office worker. Dek’s job is to write up reports about their missions and expenditures and send them back to Flarzom. Though trained in combat, Dek doesn’t get to carry weapons or wear a traditional war helmet, because those would eat into the budget, so Dek prefers to stay out of the fight and stick to the office on their spaceship.