Although not extremely hungrily, you approach one of the strange creatures. Itís white stalk is as wide around as yourself, and you notice small veins with red water running through them held just beneath a translucent outer membrane. You grasp the stalk with your tentacles and dig out a large chunk of starchy material, which you proceed to consume.
You can feel your adapted digestive system working as you eat the stalk. Although they donít digest as well as the Creepers used to, you seem to be able to not only ward off starvation with the stalks, but extract some minor evolutionary enzymes from it as well. You give the signal to the horde of migrating Naargal, and they eagerly clear away these creatures in a small localized area. No one has died yet, so perhaps itís time to name this new food source.
As the blue star rises above the horizon, spreading searing heat over the brown dunes, your new pigmented exoskeleton deflects the light, and you find that, combined with the minor shade of these green fronded creatures, the desert surface is bearable.
Sorry about the delay on this one. In the rising blue sunlight over the brown dunes, overlooked by the Solarian above, you lead your weakened herd of Naargal deep into the loose forest of Crepts and begin to dig, using their wide branching root systems to support the edges of a burrow. Several rooms are completed and your herd moves into your small scraped burrow just as the burning sunlight begins to sear the brown dunes themselves.
After digging the burrow and exploring itís surroundings, you realize that not only are the crepts connected above the Solarian, but they are also connected deep underground, making your walls reinforced in white veins flowing with delicious and edible fluid. Itís not long until your herd have situated themselves in this new shaded forest, so close to the Solarian.
You spend most of the remaining day relocating the food around you and digging new rooms for the cultivation of Aquapede and housing for groups of Naargal. Soon you feel the sand above begin to cool, and you brave a trip to the surface, in the cool night air.
Above in the leafy top of the Crepts, strange lights dance around just above the Solarian. They are not like the other lights seen so many times before in the Creeper Forest and what remains of it, more are they flashing and yellow, zipping around at astonishing speeds just above the Solarianís surface. The slightest hiss radiates from these creatures as they move, drawing several other Naargal out of the burrow.
You issue a simple command and the few outside Naargal retreat into the nest. You follow close behind them. You spend the next hour or so widening rooms and hallways, and relocating the haphazardly sprawled Naargal packs throughout your nest. Then you sleep, and wake in a few hours to find that the blue star has finally fallen below the horizon.
Throughout the nest your command echoes, and your small Naargal pack suddenly jets to your position. Pack in close tow, you exit the nest.
The Crept that you have dug under is fairly wide, and incredibly tall. The white outer skin of the crept is tough, and supports long veins filled with sticky white resin all the way up the vine. You determine that the trunk will be wide enough for your purposes, so you reenter your nest, dig a small upward passage, and soon you get to work, digging through the dripping white core of the trunk.
The trunk is surprisingly tough, and itís almost sunrise when you finally break through to the top of the crept. The walls drip with newly cut veins and are quite slippery, making it difficult to climb using your tentacles. Rather, the other Naargal with you have taken to using their Air Bladders to gain altitude.
Your horn and tusks finally breaks through the barrier at the very top of the Crept, which suddenly reveals a small shining layer directly at the top. The Solarian has somehow taken the place of the Creptís upper shell just as you broke through it. Still, in the darkness above you, strange lights dance around quickly. From this close, they appear to be some very strange creatures, flashing their yellow lights on and off as they hover around the top of the Crept. They donít seem to notice you. \
Holding back the short line of Naargal behind you, and barely hovering just below the Solarian, you stop and observe the dancing light creatures. They are unlike any creatureís youíve seen before. While most creatures below the Solarian have some sort of protective exoskeleton, shell, or other armor to defend against predators, these do not. There is no glint of the light off any armor, only strange glowing bulbs, similar to those of the Horrorlurk, whip and dangle around as these creatures circle above in haphazard, random patterns.
You are startled by a sudden thud vibrating throughout the Crept. One of the strange creatures lands near your hole and you hear crunching and snapping sounds as it tears and rips at the green fronds sprouting from the crept. Soon behind it follows the other glowing creatures, landing all around your hole in a random formation and ripping up the upper branches. Some rest on the fronds, but most of them are actually sitting on top of the Solarian itself, with most of the green fronds beneath the water.
Only a few short minutes pass when one of the strange creatures wanders near your hole. Like a quick moving ambush predator, you lash out with your prehensile tentacles and grab the creature, pulling it under the Solarian. While your tentacle penetrated directly through the Solarian, it barely seemed to notice neither that nor the creature that was suddenly thrust beneath it.
The glowing creature is very strange. Itís body is soft and gelatinous, and dwarfed in comparison to the size of the glowing orb attached to it with a long tentacle and the extremely wide pair of fins attached like limbs to the side. Only small claws on even smaller legs rest on itís stomach, and barely manage to scratch your outer exoskeleton.
Soon the weak squirming creature goes limp. Being held under the Solarian for so long appears to have killed it. The body of the strange creature rests in your tentacles, while the other creatures continue to consume the Crept, blissfully unaware that one of their own has been killed by you.
Your Stomach slowly dwindling away as ever, you bring the dead squishy creature toward your mouth and take a small taste. As you bite into the creature, dark black fluid begins to spill out and mix with the water. You can feel your adaptive gland suddenly swell as the soft tissue slides down your throat. And although it burns slightly as it goes down, DNA is absorbed from the small bit of food, and a cloud of toxic chemicals spews out of your throat as your Adapted Stomach rejects poisons within it. The small creature is entirely consumed in several seconds, and you feel as if a substantial amount of Stomach has been absorbed.
Concluding that the squishy creatures are harmless, you squeak and order a Naargal to climb above the Solarian. In the crowded inner tube of the Crept, a medium sized Naargal squeezes past you at the helm.
The Solarian parts as the Naargallís head breaches the surface, and the Naargal pulls itself out with itís tentacles. The image of the Naargal is obscured, peering through the Solarian, but you do notice the Naargal acting strangely. Itís movement is limited and slow, and you can see that a large organ located near the back of the creature is rapidly growing and shrinking. The Naargal suddenly collapses upon the branches of the Crept and the color drains from it. Suddenly, the air bladder fails, and the Naargal suddenly goes crashing through the Creptís branches toward the desert below. Youíre not sure if it survived the fall.
Shocked from the sudden, violent demise of the Naargal, you retreat around the remaining three Naargal and order them to form a defensive position. The Naargal shift around, vibrating the Crept and slightly swinging it back and forth, forming the best defensive position they can trapped in the innards of the Crept, lined up front to back inside the core of the creature.
The sudden vibration within the Crept shakes the branches, creating strange splashing sounds as they wave in and out of the Solarian. Although the winged creatures paid little notice to the suffocated Naargal that sunk down into the depths of the land below, they definitely notice their entire food supply suddenly and violently shaking. Soon you see the strange squishy faces of four winged creatures peering down your hole.
Suddenly, the creatures begin to shred at the sides of your hole, beginning at the opening to the Solarian. Tiny slimy strings of Crept core come raining down as they widen the tunnel. Soon twelve or more of these creatures are eating near your hole, but something is stopping them.
It appears that even though they want to, their bodies cannot penetrate the Solarian. They sit on top of it, and can dig a short distance underneath, but they canít reach creatures like you only just under the surface. The defensive Naargals await your command.
Hmm....Are they trying to reach us? We should help them! Order each of our Naargal to grab one and drag it under the Solorian. For science! Also when we ourselves grab one we should let go of it under the Solarian and see what happens. We should also probably send a Naargal down to check on the suffocated one.
Any other ideas gang?
The self proclaimed entomologist in training of the forums.
"Back in my day we didn't have mommies! We just popped into existence and liked it!"
~Grumbles from Illven's Blazing Hate a pokemon Firered Nuzlocke!
At the sound of your command your pack of Naargal thrust your tentacles forward into the Solarian. Quickly and masterfully, they wrap around the squichy creatures and one by one the creatures are forced under the Solarian. The water around you begins to bubble violently, as the strange creatures struggle to escape, all the while releasing clouds of clear gasses that soon return to above the Solarian. As the first of the creatures begin to die, you manage to grab hold of one of the creatures by surprise.
You drag it beneath the water, and like the others, itís squishy body writhes around and itís large fleshy fins flap violently. Just before the creature goes limp, you loosen your grip, and the creature quickly floats to the surface and claws its way out of harms way. The dead suffocated bodies of these creatures begin to drop into your nest below, raining corpses upon your species. You send your Naargal to investigate the corpses further and clean up, while you swim back down into your nest and out, locating the suffocated body of your Naargal.
You discover that out of the sandy earth beneath you, small white tendrils are growing, searching through the body. Itís air bladder is incredibly over inflated, and it appears that it was the bladder that crushed the organs of the creature. The gas above the Solarian caused the creature to die from the inside out. The white tendrils have penetrated the body, and you see small bits of purple flow down them.
As the last of the strange squishy creatures dies from impalement several times over, you squeeze your way to the top of the lineup and grab a hold on the rapidly expanding corpse. Besides the strange phenomenon of it's body slowly filling with gasses of unknown origin, you notice that the creature lacks an organ that you have developed. This creature lacks gills of any kind, and in fact, appears to use some strange air-bladder like organs to absorb oxygen out of the fluid above the Solarian. As you watch this, you feel your evolutionary juices beginning to gurgle and mix around. You feel as if you may be able to replicate this.
The strange creature continues to expand, as your Stomach growls at the thought of consuming the unprotected flesh of this creature. You maneuver it through your tusks and bite down on the creature, only to find that just beneath the surface of the flesh is a set of tough hollow rods that appear to support the body of the creature without an exoskeleton. Still, working around the skeleton, you manage to strip the little flesh there is off of this creature, and you can feel that as it drops down your throat, the meat is worked through your filter organ, which squirts thick nutrient filled liquid down your throat.
Then suddenly, your filter organ erupts, and you fill the water around you with poisionous liquid that is not digestible by you. Still, your stomach is filled, and with barely any consequences.
Does this mean we can evolve proto-lungs? Amphibian-ocity is go!
Cthulhu fhtagn R'lyeh!
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There were other programs that were deleted, but they either go quietly or spend the rest of their existence sitting around babbling about causality. Smith's different. He gets deleted and he's like "Hell no, I'm staying. And I'll steal your kernel privileges and spam copies of myself onto every last thing on the hard disk. How d'you like that?"
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