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Trilogy of Svivren [Omega Protectorate Dominion of Svivren]

Book 1: I Have More Muscles Than You! My Power Level Is Over 9000! [Protectorate Military and the Pyre]
Noah Corek, Ven'Rain Sekairo, Aeron Kreelan,

Aeron was clearly starting to get annoyed. She could feel the corner of her eye twitch. The leather would creak louder as her other fist tightened. Non-lethal?

Oh she could do non-lethal but plenty of painful.

A couple of rocks shot out telekinetically at the right place will K.O the meathead. A small twitch of her thumb and down her wrist a small contraption would roll out a singular ball about an inch around. From there, a press of a button would be all it would take to release the tiny half dozen spheres within.

Fine, HK wanted to talk... they would wait.

For now.
 

Noah Corek

Cocked, Locked and a Smoking Barrel
Factory Judge
Book 1: I Have More Muscless Than You! My Power Level Is Over 9000! [Protectorate Military and the Pyre]
[member="Aeron Kreelan"] [member="Ven'Rain Sekairo"] [member="HK-36"]

"Are you sure I can't just shoot one of them?" Noah asked, like Aeron he was getting annoyed, well less annoyed and more angry at the fact of entertaining these meatheads who looked like they'd go into roid rage at a wrong look. "I mean I could shoot them in places that won't kill them, well not if they get medical attention quick enough." Noah told them as his trigger finger began to twitch, though he did have the safety on, but that could easily be changed in the flick of his thumb. "I mean seriously, we have what? Five hundred times the soldiers they have? We could demolish them. I mean I like diplomacy as much as the next guy, but I swear I have to endure these idiots, I'm either going to kill one of them or myself." Noah said as he thumb began to lazily drift over the safety of his rifle.
 
BOOK 2


Nyos looked over the data on the first patient, her infections had to be ingested, yes. Although, a water-born bacteria would have shown more patients with similar signs, and the intestines would be affected as well. Nyos guessed that the highest probability came from something she'd eaten, not so much drank.


"I don't believe the illness started in their water supply, the signs point to their food. I'm going to investigate the area where the lady was known to stay. I'll keep you updated Lord HK. Please excuse me."

Nyos broke from the conversation, and started walking towards the slum huts. The refugees and destitute lived in a makeshift shanty village, and there is where we would find our Heroic Cyborg Doctor. Nyos began interviewing people about the food they eat, where they got most of their meals, as some had been given food by a charity group. Maybe someone was giving out bad food to the homeless on purpose??
 

HK-36

The Iron Lord Protector (Neutral Good)
Book 1: I Have More Muscles Than You! My Power Level Is Over 9000! [Protectorate Military and the Pyre]
[member="Aeron Kreelan"], [member="Noah Corek"], [member="Ven'Rain Sekairo"]


The machine waved Noah off to keep him standing down,

"We need to work on our image in Galaxy a bit, if we will be seen as some space jockeys who just shoot everyone we do not like in the face then we would not be much different than the Sith."

He would lean closer to Noah whispering to him,

"Besides we do this peacefully we can demote them and make them live out the rest of their lives as janitors."


The machine would look back to the meathead space racists then,

"But our Colonel does have a point, you are outnumbered and outgunned, we have ships in orbit which can glass your city in few shots. You are not in position of power here."


One of the Imperials scoffed and the rest chortled,

"Just because you have toys does not mean you're stronger, yah? Give a child a gun and they too would be able to kill if they pull the trigger."

The Imperial folded his arm over his chest, watching the Protectorate delegation,

"You show us that you have what it takes behind the gun to protect our lands, yah?"


The machine shrugged, getting frustrated as well, plus writing these caricatures made the writer feel dirty,

"Then tell us your challenge, like I said, we will meet it."


"Foight us!"

The Imperial called back and the rest of his steroid beings agreed in a cheer, their muscles straining in show of more muscle mass,

"Your best fighters against our best fighters, hand to hand combat and non lethal methods only, brawl until we see who is the last one standing."


The machine stood there calculating the demands, looking to his companions before back to the Imperials for a double-take, although the Imperial delegation was much bigger than theirs (meaning they had more NPC "Elite fighters" than we had PC's) it just meant there was more of them to fight.

The droid would ask Ven, Aeron, and Noah,

"You up for it? Kicking their asses old fashion way with bare fists? If they try anything wrong it is not like we do not have snipers stationed in the hills or ships overhead."

Finally they would be able to get back at them for being annoying, sole reason why they were written as they were.


Book 2: Doctor Protectorate-love [Protectorate Healers and Cardea Division]
[member="Nyos Val"], [member="Tarissa Cadalthor"]


"Alright, if you are sure, but you know it really seems like it could be waterborne, it is widespread enough."

The droid responded to Nyos to nudge him towards the storyline this writer has drafted for the dominion.


Anyway,

Nyos would be able to gather from the locals that the system there functioned similar to ancient feudal systems and the locals grew their own food in fields of rice and wheat outside of the slums, many of which were being watered from the same source, perhaps there was something in the water of soil of these fields that contaminated their crops?

He would also learn that only enough to survive would be kept by the poor, the rest would be forcibly taken by the nearby cities as form of taxes and protection.


Book 3: Bloated Ego Unit [Protectorate Diplomats and Agents]
[member="Jenna Templar"], [member="Yuuthayn Di'cantos"], [member="Knight"], [member="Xyhn-Drez"],


The droid was about to translate that before he turned away from the Ewoks to Jenna, planting his hand on her shoulder,

"Jenna, you are not big, you are perfectly fine size, and you should have enough confidence to not describe yourself as that. I am also sorry for the double-standard of society we live in where such importance is put on woman's looks rather than her personality."

He would motion her closer then, spreading his arms out,

"Come on, give me a hug."


Before this could fully turn into a PBS after-school special from HK's misunderstanding of what Jenna meant, one of the irritated Ewoks tried to jab his spear in the droid's back, nudging him instead as the little being yipped and made "Yub-yub" noises in Ewokese, the machine looked back to him before translating to others,

"They want us to come with them so their shamans and chieftain can judge us. He says we have little choice."
 

Yuuthayn Di'cantos

The Perfect Hiding Place is in Plain Sight
My tiny Ewok body waddled with the others as we were herded into the Ewok encampment. Many of them looked at me with curiosity, some even having the gall to poke at my little robe. I looked up at [member="HK-36"] . "I have a feeling they've never seen one of their own in actual clothing before." My voice sounded exactly like all the other tiny teddy bears, except for the fact that I was speaking Basic instead of Ewokese. "I just hope that they'll listen to us."
 
Story 2: Medical Teams [member="HK-36"]

Nyos had a local farmer show him the main stream that fed the majority of the farms. Nyos inspected the riverbank, he couldn't see any initial signs of poisoning, until he zoomed in with his mask and his scanner picked up the corpses of some fish. If the creatures meant to live in the water were dying, something was wrong.

Nyos asked the farmer if he'd noticed any local wildlife or even if the local 1% were suffering from any sickness like those his team were treating. Nyos grabbed one of the corpses and analyzed the tissue, hoping to find the bacteria in the fish or a toxin that could cause the bacteria to grow in the water.
 

Tanalth

Crazy Never Looked this Good
Jenna had scoffed at [member="HK-36"] when he'd implaied she was saying she was fat. She scowled at him afterwards, even if he didn't realize what he was saying or the double standard of it. And then he tried to come in with a hug. Jenna, seeing it coming, felt like this was going to be a bit beyond awkward. Thankfully the ewok had poked him and, after hearing HK's translation, realized they were getting a little hostile. "Not much choice when you have a bunch of spears pointed at you." she commented before following.

[member="Yuuthayn Di'cantos"]
 

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