OCC: I had to think about it Magic9mushroom, and your post is OK. The plot itself is not about the Glukkon, but rather the operation. So Gillik's brain not being connected to his body is alright. If you actually change the operation, that would be considered power playing. So just watch out what you are doing.
Oh, and E'l Scrabino, I found it funny that Jeff was able to reappear after he died. That might be suggestive for some thought, but it's OK. But is it really a good idea to allow Jeff to appear in an area, where there are tons of Fleeches?
And the whole idea of Fleet being in the mine, how is that a good idea? I mean, all of the Sligs are trying to kill off the dangerous wildlife, and trying to transfer the Mudokons into the mine. I'm not trying insulting anybody, but I must have missed why that was the punishment.
IC: Slurp listened to what Shryke had to say, and sensed disturbance among the Fleeches. Who wouldn't be a bit paranoid, after learning that your new home has the danger of destoring you? Slurp thought about the ideas of what Shryke had suggested. And know, he had to think about what the Sligs might do to what they do.
Slurp thought heard about this, and these were his thoughts, "OK, lets see. If we stay here, and have scouts to watch out for the Sligs, we have the advantage for battle. But like last time, they could keep coming back, through some Sligs that have communication devices. And that would be bad, because, since they would know where we are. That would be really bad, since the Sligs would become restless, but we would have the advantage of expecting the attack. So that would be good, since they probably don't have a very large army attacking us. But still, that would currupt our way of living, since the Sligs will come back another day, so that wouldn't be good, since the queen doesn't give birth easily under stress.
But what if a small, strong and stable army was nearby the scouts, and when the scouts run off, the army would attack to hold them off? And that way, we could have the time to run off to another cave of some sort, and someone could be behind, to cover our tracks. That would be a nice combination, but that is sacrifice that not a whole lot of Fleeches would be willing to take."
At last, Slurp spoke up and screeched, first in Fleech, next in Scrab, and lastily in Slog/Sleg, "Hey, what if each scout had a small party of warriors? Then, the Sligs would have a problem at first, because the party would attack them. That way, we could hold off some of the Sligs, and then the scout can warn us. After that, we could either run away, and cover our tracks, so we could throw them off guard. Or we could prepare for the invasion, that would make the Sligs become more afraid of what they come against. So who likes this idea?"
Some of the Fleeches thought about that one, and one spoke up to screech, "Why can't we just prepare the invasion front hand? That would throw them off a lot more easily." The Fleeches listening started to agree with the one who spoke up, since they liked the idea of not sacrificing themselves better.
Slurp shook his good head. All of these Fleeches were not willing to die at all. When there was a small silence, waiting for Slurp to reply, he answered in all three languages, "Because, last time the Sligs kept on coming. There were like, 120 Fleeches fighting, and 40-50 died in that battle. That was only up against a small army, and the Sligs probably have much more to fight us with. If we stay here, waiting every day for their arrvial, that would not be a good system. Think about it. Every day, 3 Fleeches are born. But they need around 5 weeks to get use to hunting, and that means, our population would go down, a lot faster than it would go up. That is why we must throw the Sligs off guard, so we could escape as fast as possible."
The Fleeches muttered at this. Most of them tried to tell others in how that they liked this home, and that it was nearly better than their old home. the slight muttering broke when another Fleech asked, "And what, go to into a system of stop-breed-flee? Why should we leave, when he have no idea where we are going? Why do you always feel that you are the boss of us?"
Some of the crowd was screeching loudily, but at the same level, so no one's indivisial opinion was heard. But all of them were making the same point. The Fleeches didn't want a system where they didn't have a home, and had to keep moving away from our homes in order to live safely. They considered that they can live in a war, longer than they could in one where they could live in a peaceful life style. But Slurp knew that they were the kinds that didn't like change. And they didn't know what was best for them.
After the Fleeches made little noise, Slurp hesitated before speaking. Slurp screeched in Fleech, "You should listen to me, because I know far more than you know about this world. I have done many things that are battle stragey related, and all of them could have ended in me dying. I helped Shryke when he needed help, so that is why he is helping us. A long time ago, he could killed the queen and all of us, but he didn't. Because we proved that we are not savages to everyone. And that itself, is a moral victory.
And another thing. This proposal is better than war, because one, Fleeches cannot breed fast enough to supply an army to fight the Sligs. Fleeches are not creatures of war, and never were. We can fight, but that trait was for hunting. Another reason is that we can find other animals in this forest that seek revenge against the Sligs. It isn't that hard, since there is this huge Paramite population that could kill off the Sligs and the Slogs. We also have a Scrab on our side, which makes it even better. And besides, our job is to protect the colony and if that means sacrifice, then so be it. So who's with me??"
At first, no Fleeches had a word to say. None of them screeched a word. Slurp's sudden feeling of getting their attention, was lost, and he became a little disappointment. But at last, one of the eldering Fleeches declared, "The man is right, this war is driven us all mad to become selfish. I with him, for my life is near to it's end, and I still have to do something postive."
At that moment, more of the crowd of Fleeches slowly started to agree with the eldering, until there was a whole group of 40 Fleeches slithering forward to help the cause. Slurp grinned that at last Fleeches thought more about the others' survival. If he could, Slurp would cry in happiness. Slurp finally screeched to Shryke, "Well, I think we know what we want to do."
OOC: I will post as Sindera, later, in the next post.
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