A Sibling Bond Blooms

Siri and Scoro end up getting visions of a Zewinsaur warrior and at the same time, the Loungers arrive on a planet called Qetrore, home planet of the Teadr 7 Indian Na'vi-like semi-arboreal human-ape-monkey Qetrans, whose knowledge in magic is virtually unlimited. One of them, the princess Pocomo, they seem to get along nicely with, especially since her grandfather and leader of her tribe Onankcom sees a connection between Siri and Scoro and a familiar figure, but they also have issue with her father Roank, who dislikes otherworldly beings and especially the Loungers for their misbehavior and believing them to be a bad influence on his daughter. But things get dicey when a spaceship arrives and threatens to take over the planet for it's rich amounts of rarium. Under the leadership of a Gradan Joho Rocke and a Dinotauran named Baron Cliffe, they slowly start to harvest the world until they discover that the biggest mother load is a sacred shrine in Pocomo's village. Thus Joho infiltrates the village in the conscience of a synthesized Qetran clone *Avatar* style, he slowly ends up falling in love with Pocomo and plans to help her people, especially when she finds out who she is after meeting him in his normal body. But before he can claim he wants to help, Cliffe, who was secretly a Villain Legion pawn paid more rarium to steal the rarium for them to restore what the Lounge destroyed, turns him against everyone and destroying the entire village and swiping the rarium nugget. Named a traitor, Joho ran away with his pod with a forgiving Pocomo who was appalled by her father's failure to listen, racism, and mistrust. But the only other one to forgive Joho is Onankcom, who became a nature spirit in a massive willow-like tree after being assassinated by Cliffe, and explains that Scoro and Siri can help because they share the halved heart of a Zewinsaur warrior named Zoroaster, who saved them during a time when he was a combat-capable teenager. But when Cliffe vows to destroy the heroes who threaten to get in his way, it's up to them to put him away for good, with help from new members Fronky McSnagg, Bebs, and a Waurmic sport hunter named Count Rozzken and his two attack Rogs Napolianino and Alfiyette.

## Scenes

#### **Lounger Investigation/Story Of Zoroaster**

* (Scoro): It began when the Oxydome reached a certain vicinity in space. A vicinity within range… Of a vision. (Sleeping in the Oxydome, he experienced a vision. Through the eyes of a fetus in an egg, he saw a large Chrome Zewinsaur similar to him. He was on a world with bizarre alien life which was being torn down by mining vehicles. He was seen fighting Crobra in a battle that destroyed an egg sitting next to the one Scoro saw from, enraging the Zewinsaur into unleashing a powerful form of energy that blinded everything into white)
* Scoro: AHHH! (He woke up, and Drynder woke up with him)…
* Drynder: Scoro? (ZongueBob and Atrick burst in with a blaster)
* ZongueBob: WE HEARD SCREAMING!
* Atrick: Where’s the space parasite and where doesn’t it like to get shot?! (He cocked the blaster)
* Scoro: Guys, it’s fine.
* Atrick:… ANOTHER bad dream. Dang. I wanted to kill a space parasite, SO BAD!
* ZongueBob: Give it time, At, you’re hanging with the right crowd.
* Scoro: It wasn’t a bad dream.… I had a vision… Regarding our next destination.…

Later…

* Belmen: (They pulled out the map) Right, let’s take a look.
* Jeeper: So what'cha got, man?! WHAT?!
* Belmen: Calm your usual self, Jeep. From what this map and on-hand archives tell, our next destination does seem to correspond to Scoro's vision.
* Scoro: What about the older version of me fighting Crobra?
* Atrick: Scoro travels back in time eventually?! Whooooaaaaa!!
* Cen/Cephward: (Sighs) Moron!
* Belmen: This is a vision not from the future, but the PAST.
* Atrick: WUUUUUT?!?
* Archindarce: He MEANS it may have been the Chrome Zewinsaur before Scoro, you mook.
* Atrick: Ohhhh… There was another? (Cephward and Cen sighed) No, seriously, we never said anything about another Chrome Zew before Scoro. What happened to him?
* Scoro: I don’t think anybody has the answer to that, Atrick. Not until now, it seems.
* Belman: It IS all too likely. The Chrome Zewinsaur and Astral Princess of the last generation were known allies. It was possible we'd bump into the mystery of his disappearance along the way.
* Atrick: That makes sense to me. But next time try telling us more campfire stories, okay? Okay.
* Ruuber: Atrick, I think you made one too many requests on idiot-proofing the Oxydome.
* Atrick: Sorry! I don’t trust myself not to blow the darn thing up.
* Cen:… Well at least he's self-aware.
* Sau: ANYWAY… According to careful spatial triangulation, and of course this map, the vision came from a planet called, Qetrore.
* Scoro:… Zewinsaurs told stories about such a world, but I thought it was just an adventurer's tale.
* Sonny: That must be what these, ancient letters say. "Qetrore". (The letters suddenly shifted surprising them)
* ZongueBob: Wow, magic words became more literal. Niiice. (The words then shifted to words in plain English)…
* Sonny: "A world and mind, into one. Hand in hand, moon and sun. All are one, and one are all. Hiva sees it standing tall. See the bond, and let it bloom. For it will guide you from gloom and doom."
* Ruke: Ugh, poetic s\*\*\*. Can someone say it in non-Apothaspeare?
* Belmen: Not until we see the meaning for ourselves, but my closest guess is that the planet and its biosphere share a hivemind.
* Hush: Well, that’s quite contextual.
* Siri: Then let’s get the rest. If Qetrore and this other Chrome Zewinsaur are connected to the Astral Princess-
* Commander: Way ahead of ya, Siri.
* (OUU Siri): \*Da-ding\*
* (Icky): Dammit, left my Siri on!
* (Siri): There’s an app named after me?
* (Icky): No, it’s coincidental naming.
* Commander: Let’s floor it straight to Qeblo!
* Scowalski: Qetrore.
* Commander: To Qetrore!

#### **SS Vinia/Meet Joho Rocke**

Qetrore

* Paraplegic Gradan:… Hello. Uh… Do I have to do this?
* Female Gradan Scientist: Yes. Just in case we fail and someone else has to clean up this mess.
* Paraplegic Gradan: Fine!… Ahem. I'm Joho Aver Rocke. Captain of the *SS Vinia*, ex-space marine, explorer, and xenobiologist…. We are, leaving this recording for the event of… Posthumous posterity…. In case we fail…. I guess I should explain my story…. 3 months ago…. It started with a dream.

3 Months Ago, Peerbon…

* (Joho): When I lied in that veteran hospital with a big hole in the middle of my life… I had dreams of flying. I was freer than I ever was…. But sooner or later… You always have to wake up. (He was in a wheelchair on a advanced but impoverished street of Peerbon)… They can fix a spinal if you have the cash, but not on vet benefits. Not in the economy of the Villains Act's old crib, recovering slow as sap from a civil war with Jenovisian radicals. I was… Waitlisted. (He was seen watching news on recovery efforts between Peerbon and Jenovis)… The next few years, I was a xenobiologist and carefree exoplanetary explorer… Well 'interplanetary'. 'Exo' sounds a little alien. Surprised the word's not as archaic as it should be…. I became a marine for the hardship, be hammered on the anvil of life, and pass any test a man can. (He was seen balancing a cup of alcohol on his head on his wheelchair as everyone chanted his name before drinking it as everyone cheered)… But I don’t need pity when I have pride. I just needed the right place for the right deal. (He was seen beating up a guy who took a girl's wallet) On Peerbon, the strong prey on the weak, like any other broken world. I just wanted something to be proud of. (He was thrown out of the bar)
* Joho: YEAH, YOU CROOKS GET AWAY WITH ANYTHING, HUH?! (He was hit in the head by his wheelchair)…
* (Joho): A man can have pride in budget for a short while before it’s gone and he's at the end of his rope. No money. Crippling debt. The shadow of foreclosure looming over you…. (Shadows appeared before him)
* Dinotauran:… This bag of broken bones cannot be him.
* Razoff-Like Waurmic: Well, ask him.
* Dinotauran:… Are you Joho Rocke?
* Joho:… F\*\*\* off, you’re ruining my good mood.
* Waurmic:… Your brother is dead.
* Joho:… What?… (He was taken to a morgue to find his brother inside)…… Arbasus, Tob.
* (Joho): The strong prey on the weak. Loan sharks take advantage and what people like Tobaras were. Good man. Died when he lost loan money to bandits, saving my life.
* Dinotauran: Good man. But he represented an investment.
* Joho:… What, kind of investment? Oh, don’t TELL ME HE OWED MORE TO OTHERS BESIDES THE F\*\*\*\*\*G MAFIA!!
* Dinotauran: Oh, those heathens got taken care of afterward.
* Waurmic: Sure as hell did. They were no match for ol' Rospikovikaïa.
* Joho:… You named, your gun?
* Waurmic: Don’t judge my family name, I've hunted VA scum when you were still learning to spell your name.
* Joho:… Okay.
* Dinotauran: Dead certain okay. The less VA scum on Peerbon, the better…. But your brother did spend some money on a gift especially for you.
* Joho:… What kind-
* Dinotauran: Oh, questions questions QUESTIONS! Waste of my time! Come with me and I'll show you instead. (Later he saw a large spaceship)
* Joho:… No way… VINIA! MY BIG BABY!!!… HE ACTUALLY BOUGHT IT BACK?!
* Dinotauran: AND gave it a tweak or two.
* Waurmic: AND hired US to defend it from the maf.
* Joho: Tob, you diabolical madman, you!… What about finances?
* Dinotauran: You’re LOOKING at it. I am Baron Thelsland Von Der Cliffe. Rugulachian ex-rarium miner…. I lost my home to a cancelled rarium investment. But a man is no man if he cowers from opportunity.
* Joho:… How much rarium are we talking?
* Cliffe: More than any greedy maniac knows what to do with, good sir. Get this deposit and you'll be exploring the stars again, just like old times.
* Joho: Tob, you diabolical GENIUS, YOU!!!
* Cliffe: Yes yes, jolly good fortune all arounf, but there’s also the matter of staff. You shall require a new crew, supplies, all that bauble. But never fear. Just leave it all to me.
* Joho: YHEHES!! JOHO ROCKE IS BACK, BABY!! BACK!!!
* Waurmic: Welcome back, sir. Allow me to introduce myself first and foremost. Count Rhys Hester Rozzken.
* Joho:…. THE?!
* Rozzken: VERY same! Villain hunter and last of the Rospikovikaïa bloodline.
* Joho: I KNEW your gun's name was familiar, you sonova gun. I fought with you in the Battle of Jenon Valley 4 years ago.
* Rozzken: THAT hot mess?… Hang on. You were one of the runts…. Rockhead?!
* Joho: The!
* Rozzken: You SONOVA GUN!! Look at YOU! (They bumped fists) I literally didn’t recognize you as that little gimp! Now you’re an ACTUAL one!
* Joho: Dude!
* Rozzken: It’s fine. It shows you were a man in the end.
* Joho: Damn straight. You still have those war rogs of yours?
* Rozzken: Uh, they're not 'war rogs', but yes. NAPOLIANINO!! ALFIYETTE!! (Two rogs appeared)
* Joho:… Aw. Still cute.
* Napolianino: WHO ARE YOU CALLING CUTE, CRIPPLE?!
* Joho: WHOA, SEMI-SENTIENT!!! You, you never spoke back in Jenon.
* Napolianino: K9s do not speak Usuablothian on the job. Against protocol, and all that.
* Alfiyette: But we really are sweethearts. Napolianino just doesn’t want to admit it.
* Napolianino: Oh, hush your MOUTH!
* Alfiyette:… He's very ashamed.
* Joho: Looks like I'm back on top. Watch out, Whereverworld! The NEW JOHO ROCKE is back and better than ever.

Weeks Later at the *SS Vinia*…

* (Joho): The investments were a smash. I was a spacefaring captain again. But not a crippled one. (He approached the *SS Vinia* with new cybernetic legs)… A single rarium gem fixed my spinal and gave me new and improved legs as a package deal.
* Fuscale #1: Do mine eyes deceive me? Is that Joho Rocke?
* Fuscale #2: Course it is, ya ol' spacerog!
* Flagiter: Captain Joho Rocke! I heard some amazing war stories about him. I thought he fell off.
* Fuscale #1: Nope. Got right back up, he did. Can’t handle no aliens without him!
* Joho: That’s right. Not about to let you guys hog all the fun without me. (Cliffe came by limo with Rozzken, Napolianino and Alfiyette)…. Ah, the sweet smell of airlessness, how I missed you…. Smooth sailing ahead.

Narrator: One Smooth Sail Later…

* Joho: I HAD TO JINX US EARLY! (They were inside an intense asteroid field)
* Fuscale #2: WATCH OUT!! (An asteroid tore the solar sails, malfunctioning everything)
* Crewmember: (As he and another were in filtration) FASTER! She's taking out more air!! (Another asteroid broke a laser cannon)
* Flagiter: (On comlink) FANE TO JOHO! COME IN! THE CANNONS ARE BREAKING LOOSE!!
* Joho: OMW! (He took a televator straight there) STEADY ON COURSE!!! NO SPACE ROCKS WILL STONE US TO DEATH!! Hang on, Fane, we'll- (Another asteroid punched a hole through their location, sucking out all the air and Fane. Joho's prosthetic legs were damaged, but he tied a cord around himself and leapt out into space where Fane was suffocating, freezing up, and swelling)
* Fuscale #1: IS HE CRAZY?!
* Robot: He's done crazier from what his HoloID says. (They went in with spacesuits just as the cord cut loose)
* Fuscale #1: PULL HIM IN!! (They did and went back through the airlock, as the two gasped for air)
* Fuscale #2: Lucky lad!
* Joho: Well… That was refreshing.
* Fane: (Muffled from the swelling) I’LL ShHAY!

(Later…)

* Joho: (His cybernetic legs were repaired)... OW! Who knew cybernetics would hurt so badly?
* Cliffe: Well, you really took a lot saving your friend, captain.
* Joho: It's a sacrifice I'm glad to have made. (He tested out his new cybernetic legs)... They'll do... At least until I can improve them.
* Cliffe: Right. As I was saying, we have just arrived at Qetrore.
* Joho: Is the air toxic?
* Cliffe: No. But the wildlife is VERY dangerous. Especially the savages.
* Joho: Savages schmavages. I'll take care of them. I've fought plenty of them.
* Cliffe: I'll bet you have, but these are Qetrans. They're adept for their planet. This planet is not like those you've been in. They could kill you in an instant. That's why I've given you something that'll ensure your life.
* Joho:... And, what would that be? (Cliffe had men wheel in a capsule containing an artificial body)... An avatar? You're kidding. Baron, I don't need this.
* Cliffe: On any planet, no, you don't. But this is NOT any planet. Take a look. (He looked out and saw the alien climate)... Look at it, and TELL me you can navigate it.
* Joho:... Whohoa.
* Cliffe: Qetrans are semi-arboreal. Meaning-
* Joho: I know what semi-arboreal means. I'm a monkey being. So, that means I can handle it.
* Cliffe: Not when the gravity is weaker. Look again! (He did)... The creatures here have multiple limbs for a reason. On a planet with weaker gravity, just four limbs isn't going to cut it. The only reason the Qetrans have four limbs is because they adapted with it. But that took a lot of evolution to cover.
* Joho:... Gravity schmavity-
* Cliffe: No. You take one leap out there, you'll go farther than you intended. You'll be flying out of control and you'll be spotted quickly. An avatar of these creatures is what you need to get used to this gravity. Qetrans also have greater kinesthetic senses. So great that it's what allows them to walk around this planet with 4 limbs and can visualize anything with their very keen eyesight, and their antennae.
* Joho: What antennae? I don’t see any on this avatar.
* Cliffe: They retract. Let's also mention their poisonous fangs. They have canines that can inject a hemotoxin.
* Joho:... So... Is all this trouble worth what is basically amounted to a bunch of over-rated rocks?
* Cliffe: This is rarium we're talking about!
* Joho: Is it really accurate to call it "rarium" anymore, since, ya know, we keep discovering that other planets can have it and-
* Cliffe: I DIDN'T HIRE YOU TO QUESTION POTENTIALLY-OUTDATED NAMING CONVENTIONS, I HIRED YOU TO INFILTRATE THE SAVAGES!!
* Joho: Alright, alright, you don't have to get so shouty.
* ???: Captain Rocke! (Rozzken appeared)... We'll be landing shortly. You might have to get into your avatar soon. I'm already getting into mine.
* Joho:... Alright, fine. But if I stumble because I'm not used to the alien anatomy, I'm blaming you.
* Cliffe: All avatars have an implant that serves as guidance and accommodation. You'll be fine.
* Waurmic: So, you're ready, then?
* Joho: Yes, Rozzken, I'm ready.
* Rozzken: Okay, then! Oh, just keep in mind that the process MAAAAY hurt a little because it's HIGHLY experimental. Really, this is the first time we're doing this.
* Joho: THE FIRST TIME?! EXPERIMENTAL?! HURT?!
* Cliffe: OH YOU JUST HAD TO BREAK HIS CONFIDENCE, YOU BLASTED IDIOT?!
* Rozzken: Oh, my apologies, Baron.

(Later…)

* Fane:… Ffor the record, I'll be an avatar driver too. It'ss been done before, sssoo… Anyway, thankssh for shhaving me back there.
* Joho: No crewmate left behind, Fane.
* Fane:… What do you guesssh Qetrore will look like?
* Joho: Like many others, I suppose. I've seen HUNDREDS of planets. What could this world have that the others don’t?
* Fane: You want me to anssshwer that?
* Joho: No! I want the mystery!
* Fane: Who knowsssh? Maybe you'll meet some shhexy alien lady.
* Joho: Very funny.
* (Joho): There’s no such thing as an ex-marine. You may be out, but you never lose the attitude.

(Later…) Command Colony

* Cliffe: Alright, men, you’re not on Peerbon anymore…
* Fuscale #1: Thank Gods.
* Cliffe: You’re on a place FAR WORSE! You’re on QETRORE!
* Fuscale #1: Curse Gods!
* Cliffe: Respect that fact every day. If there’s a hell, you might need to go there for R&R after a tour here. Beyond this fence, every living thing wants to eat you. There's an indigenous population of Teadr 7.5 people called the Qetrore. (Joho came in) They’re fond of arrows dipped in their fangs’ hemotox that stop your heart immediately. Bones reinforced by natural carbon fiber. VERY hard to kill. I can’t ensure this rarium deposit's harvest unless you do what I say, and obey the rules. QETRORE rules.
* (Joho): Nothing like a safety brief to put your mind at ease.
* Cliffe: But don’t lose heart, men. Remember what awaits us out there. Freedom, prosperity, the adventure of our lives! You’re the finest crew Peerbon and Jenovis' truce has to offer and NOTHING, not asteroids, nor space storm, nor a THOUSAND BLOODTHIRSTY SAVAGES will stand in our way!
* Everyone: HOOHAH!
* Robot Assistant: Quite the stirring oration, sir. QUITE exhilarating.
* Cliffe: I must hope so. SOMEONE has to ensure the digging up of that whole precious rarium vein. Hmmhmmhmmmm.
* Fane: I really hope that planet isn’t as dangerous as it sounds. With a pile of rarium, I could build a big house, and if any of those Qetrans try to stop me, I'll blast em!
* Joho: You just worry about that fortune of yours, Fane. Leave the savages to me.
* Fuscale #1: Are they REALLY gonna give us trouble?
* Fuscale #2: Not as much as Joho will give THEM!
* Fane: Hahahaaaa! Wouldn’t THAT be fun to see?

(Later…)

* (Joho): But it doesn’t compare to the crewmates I never met yet… Like the lead Jenovisian Gradan scientist and biologist, Dr. Grale. Head of the avatar program. She patented the highly-experimental use of these artificial bodies for interplanetary exploration for many but not all worlds. Avatars are expensive and dangerous.
* Grale: So, do you f\*\*\*s have your Qetranese downloaded?
* Fane: Uhhhh… ("May our holy planimals shine brightly on our harvests.")
* Grale: ("Not bad. A little formal, but not bad.")
* (Joho): Yeah, a little rough, and hated me for not being as considerate and careful as my brother, but she's got a heart. I had to use some BIG fancy words at her.
* Grale: Look, CAPTAIN, just because you lead and I'm in the same s\*\*\*\*y pit as you, doesn’t mean I respect you. My parents died wasting their geniuses in the Interuniversal War just so trigger-happy morons like YOU can find smarter and techier ways to kill each other. I was drafted to do the same in the civil war.
* Joho: And Cliffe?
* Grale: Don’t trust HIS greedy ass either. I know a con when I hear it. What, these guys are savages and yet they have a vibrant culture? Basic tools? Agriculture? Tames? Does THAT look like savagery to you? This is another war waiting to happen, and YOU'RE endorsing it.
* Joho: So are YOU!
* Grale: Without putting my NAME on it. I don’t DO fights, CAPTAIN! I do science, progress, and peace. That’s what Bott here is for! (The robot from before cartoonishly popped out a lot of gear and weapons)
* Bott: I have, the need for bleed.
* Joho:… I like him. Why aren’t you more like him?
* Grale: F\*\*\* you, that’s why!
* Cliffe: DR. LINDOA GRALE!!
* Grale: BARON! Uh… How long have you-
* Cliffe: The whole time. I expected better from you than forgetfulness, doctor. This rarium is PAYING for everything here.
* Joho:… Say what?
* Cliffe: Nobody told you? Hmmph. Seems this entire crew isn’t as good as I thought. Your brother OWED money, remember? Rarium will PAY for all this. This vein will be our meal ticket. Everyone is counting on it, and those savages are threatening our whole operation. We’re at the brink of war, and THAT'S why you’re here, Grale. Your program is a diplomatic solution. So use what you got, and get some results.
* Grale: Diplomacy, to backward savages?
* Cliffe: Only if you appear like them. Don’t EVER backsass me that way again. You wanna be a neutral scientist? ACT like it!

(Later...)

* ???:... Joho!... JOHO!... Can you hear me?... How many fingers am I holding up?
* Joho:... Uh... 17?... Wait, when did you get... Oh, never mind. Double vision... Wait... My sight... It's BETTER! (The scientists snapped around his ears) WHOA! That sounds LOUDER!... What in the- (He saw he was in his Qetran avatar body, and Rozzken was as well, and yet his rogs were also in avatars of native Viperwolf-like creatures)... What... The...
* Rozzken: Congratsadats, Jo. You don't need your tincan stilts anymore.
* Joho: (He slowly adapted to his body seeing his new digits)... Wait... Where's... Where's my tail?
* Scientist #2: Qetrans don't have them, and don't need them.
* Grale: You DID see the body you’re in now.
* Joho: Don’t sass me! (He got up and wobbled around) Hohoho! I can't tell if this is because I haven't had actual feeling in my legs for a while, or because I'm not used to having no tail... Leaning towards both.
* Rozzken: Me too- WHOA! (Joho leapt clear across the room)
* Joho:... HO... LY... S\*\*\*!!! Even my cyber-legs didn't lemme jump this far!
* Rozzken: We're on a planet with light gravity, xenobiologist.
* Joho: Right right right. Speaking of... Might as well BE one and see what this, xeno body can do.
* Cliffe: Now now, not so fast, Rocke-Head! You NEED to be properly acclimated to your avatar.
* Grale: He's right, captain. The synthcells are still young and need calibration, the more powerful nervous system needs to be compatible to your Gradan neurology, and don't even ask me about the-
* Joho: I'm an explorer!... You gotta take risks!
* Grale: JOHO! (Joho ran out and explored the colony overlooking the jungles of Qetrore) DAMMIT!!
* Alfiyette: Well, look at him go. Beasts ain't gonna get him running like that.
* Napolianino: Hush your MOUTH!
* Rozzken: AFTER HIM!
* Napolianino: THERE we go! CHAAAARGE! (Trumpet fanfare) OH, SHUT UP!!! (They chased after Joho)
* Joho: YAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!! (He jumped across the alien trees like a monkey) HEEEEY! (He saw others in avatars playing ball games and they were surprised at his speed)
* Avatar #1:... Well, looks like the captain knows how to have a good time.
* All Avatar Players: YOU JUST NOTICED?!
* Rozzken: JOHO, STOP!!!
* Alfiyette: BUDDY, THE BOSS SAY YOU GOTTA COME BACK!!! (Joho ran through an avatar obstacle course and went through them beating the last avatar's record)
* Avatar Champ: WhhaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAA?!
* Joho: BEST LUCK NEXT TIME, FIRST MATE!!! (He ran right past a Loader mech) WHOA, SORRY!
* Mech Pilot: WATCH IT, BLUEBALLS! (Joho ran into a garden of alien crops and stopped, feeling his original body in his capsule)
* Joho:...
* Rozzken: Well, SHOOT my balls, Jo! Looks like you JUST might not need that tutorial implant after all.
* Napolianino: Lucky bastard.
* Joho: I'm the bloody captain. It's my JOB.
* Napolianino: No need to FLAUNT it, though.
* Rozzken: Heel, Napol. Think fast, Jo! (He tossed him an alien fruit) This fruit is packed full of stuff that, makes the Qetsies REALLY healthy.
* Joho:... (He sniffs it)... Purple coloring on the leaves indicates a retinol substitute for chlorophyll... 3-4 grams of natural sugars... 11 essential vitamins... 6.7 grams of fiber... I'd say... 190 calories.
* Farmer: Just EAT it already!
* Joho: (He took a bite)... WHOA! 4 grams of sugar it is.
* Rozzken: Well, that's it.
* Cliffe: JOHO ROCKE!!! WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS?!?
* Rozzken: Sir! You're not gonna believe this, but he-
* Cliffe: I don't CARE what he did. YOU, need to show some MORE subordination in MY contraction. You wanna go back to exploring again? You do what I say!
* Joho: Baron, you may pay for every spark inside my ship, but that does NOT make you the captain. How I run my crew, is a PACKAGE deal.
* Cliffe: LISTEN HERE YOU-
* Robot Assistant: BARON, SIR!... YOUR FOLKS WANT TO TALK WITH YOU!
* Cliffe: (Sighs) Of course. Busy bastards. Very well, I'll let this, hoodlumery slide, but JUST this once. Slip up again, you can kiss this contract, AND your crew, goodbye!
* Joho: BIG DEAL! I CAN BUILD ANOTHER SHIP AS SOON AS I HAVE THAT RARIUM!!!
* Cliffe: GOOD LUCK!!!
* Joho: F\*\*\* YOU!!
* Cliffe: F\*\*\* YOU TOO!!! (He was gone)
* Alfiyette:... Not to sound like Grale, but something feels off about that guy. No idea why, but it does.
* Napolianino: Oh, like when you didn't trust Rozzken when he adopted us?
* Alfiyette: That was different, and we were pups!

(Later…)

* Gryphoid Flight Commander: Name's Wilfleet, Captain. I'll be flying the science sorties, like these unmanners. My babies. Constructed with the BEST tech rarries can buy. DEEEEEG!! GET YOUR ASS MOVING, WE MOVE AT 0900!!!
* Deg: I'M WORKING AS FAST AS I CAN!!
* Wilfleet: WELL WORK FASTER!!!
* Joho: Is all this autowar artillery necessary?
* Wilfleet: Ask me when ya see the beasts flying out there. Lighter gravity means BIGGER motherf\*\*\*\*\*s in the sky.
* Cliffe: For an explorer, ya sure ask a lotta questions with answers you should already know, captain. This weak gravity will make you soft. Qetrore will crap you out dead with no warning. Maybe I SHOULD be the captain.
* Joho: Watch it, Baron! I said this is still my ship, and I meant it. You for one know quite much about this planet. Anything else we should know, or should I ask your crystal-head robot over there?
* Cliffe: You said you like mystery. Who would I be to rob it from you?
* Robot Assistant: Technically, mining IS theft from other planets-
* Cliffe: Don’t, PUSH that button, Kryge!… I didn’t become a rarium baron by spending it. I worked HARDER THAN OTHERS for it.
* Joho: Certainly looks like you have.
* Cliffe:… Well, military strength was required, but never let it be said prices aren’t arbitrary. Never know when you need more core strength. Joho, you are my number one asset. You must get in and learn these savages' ways l, so I may force their cooperation, or hammer them hard if they don’t.
* Joho:… Sir, with all due respect, there can be things we still don’t know.
* Cliffe: Hence why we’re here, Joho. Remember who has the cash AND power to cut your funding.
* Joho: Your threats are idle on me, BARON! I can perform this operation with or without you. Either way, I'm rich. You can leave with an empty wallet… Or you can keep your word.
* Wilfleet:… Dang!
* Cliffe:… You have guts, Rocke. Be careful who you use them on. Especially out there! (He tested out a mech)… And word of advice?… These aliens are cunning blue bastards. They'll say anything to make you doubt yourself. Take advantage of your softness…. They have tons of rarium out there. What could they lose without it?…

(Later…)

* Cliffe:… Look at it, Kryge! A whole planet chock full of rarium. Just WAITING for me.
* Kryge: And SCORES of adventures waiting for your crew. Will we be meeting those savages again, sir?
* Cliffe: I'll be disappointed if we don’t. I'll be certain to give them PROPER greeting this time.
* Kryge: Ooh, like gift baskets?
* Cliffe:…
* Joho: (Came in) Well, sir, the Rariumfly is fueled up and ready to buzz. (Pets Napolianino) Hey, Napol.
* Napolianino: OY! I am NO bitch rog!!
* Joho: I already ordered the crew as you commanded.
* Cliffe: And YOU! I'm counting on YOU to ensure those savage natives don’t disrupt our mission.
* Joho: Well if it’s anything like those savages in the war, it’s nothing I can’t handle.
* Cliffe: Then that'll be all.
* Joho: Right. (Pets Napolianino) See ya, Napol!
* Napolianino: BUSTER, DID YOU HEAR WHAT I- (He shut the door)… Freaking D\*\*\*!
* Cliffe: ROZZ!!
* Rozzken: (Came in) YYYYES, BARON?!
* Cliffe: I need you to keep a close eye on Joho. Make sure he stays on track. We wouldn’t want our captain straying into things he shouldn’t.
* Rozzken: As you command! Napolianino! Let’s go! If I have to protect Joho, you have to come with me.
* Napolianino: AW C'MON, WE HAVE TO GO EVERYWHERE!
* Rozzken: NOW!
* Napolianino: UUUGH! I'm too old for this!
* Rozzken: Cry some more. (They both left)
* Cliffe:… They look up to that man, that Joho Rocke. War hero fallen off by debt. I for one haven’t been… A popular man.
* Kryge: I like you, sir.
* Cliffe: And DON'T think I am unaware of what those backstabbers in court say of me.
* Kryge: Oh yes, the legal issues with the GCC from your LAST excursion here with that Z-
* Cliffe: KRYGE! Those are the exact words forbidden in this mission. This is my last chance of proving myself. With, THEIR support, they'll all see I am fit to enter the dockets of history, and take my revenge on those savages AND their hero for costing me my home…. Isn’t that right… Neras? (A hidden supercomputer was seen hooked deep into the ground)…

Later…

* Fuscale #1: It's incredible!
* Fane: Yeah! And it’s ours! Even the jungles back home weren’t this extraordinary!
* Fuscale #2: It can look like Cliffe's fat hairy arse for all I care, just as long as we get off that STINKIN SWEATHOUSE WE CALL OUR SHIP!
* Joho: Fane! Rath! Graff! C’mon! We didn’t come all this way just to look at it or dig up rarium. (As Pocomo went to see, mining vehicles appeared outside while Joho, Fane, Wev, Bott, Rozzken, Napolianino and Alfiyette in Qetran/alien rog avatars left on a hovercopter with drones, landing as the rotors blew around them and on Pocomo, blowing her away)
* Fane:… Nice. Good spot for a checkpoint… Joho! What are you doing?!
* Joho: (He was climbing a massive tree next to where Pocomo was hiding) Getting a better look! (He scaled to the top and saw the flying mountains)… (Pocomo was at first curious)
* Rozzken: Well, we're all clear here. (He shot a flare with his rifle which startled Pocomo)
* Joho: Huh?… Is… Is someone there? (He approached, but Gta thought fast and buzzed at him) HEY- WHA- AHHH! (Gta jumped and buzzed around him) PESKY BUGS!!!
* Fane: JOHO! THE BARON IS COMING ASHORE!
* Joho: Alright- ALRIGHT- I'M COMING!! (He left, comically falling and crashing)… I'm okay!… Oh Gods, I think I broke my legs aga-… No wait, there they are. (Gta snickered)

(Later…)

* Cliffe: I HEREBY CLAIM THIS LAND AND ITS RICHES IN THE NAME OF PEERBON, JENOVIS, AND ALL THE VICTIMS OF THEIR WAR WHO NEED IT! (They cheered)
* Kryge: BRAVO! EXCELLENTLY SPOKEN, SIR!
* Cliffe: And it’s a quite tactical in location. Not a savage in sight.
* (Joho): (On comlink) Just because they aren’t seen doesn’t mean they aren’t there, sir. But not to fear, we have already marked the checkpoint beacons. First sign of trouble, we'll port back straight away. (They took off as Pocomo watched, and by neurally bonding with a banshee-like animal flew after them)
* Cliffe: Now then, everyone to work. Team Alpha, get the ship unloaded, Team Beta build the storehouse. The rest of you? Start excavating!
* Graff: WITH PLEASURE! (They rigged up their mining vehicles)

(Later…) Qetrore Forest

* Wev: (They landed the Rariumfly)… Shut her down, Wilfleet, we're gonna be a while.
* (Wilfleet): Copy that.
* Rozzken: Fane, where’s your pack?
* Fane: Aw crap, almost forgot! (He went into the Rariumfly)
* (Grale): (On Bott) Stay in range of the checkpoint AND the one in the ship. One idiot with a blaster is enough. (They wandered the forests)… Bott, what’s there to know about this, new frontier? I need a basis of this world’s evolutionary biology- (They saw Prolemuris-like lemurs)…
* Bott: A Qetrorian Kreeron. Much life here is introduced and adapted to the planet. They're not aggressive.
* Joho: No kidding. What else?
* (Grale): Would you stop talking like that? You’re making me nervous!
* Joho: Well why don’t YOU come outside for a change?
* (Grale): Never mind! Scan the jungle, Bott!!
* Bott: (Scans the jungle) 95% of the flora is zooplantae.
* Wev: So, like plant-animals?
* Bott: Planimals. Affirmative. The lightning-fast reactions here indicate an electrochemical neural system.
* Alfiyette: Awesome!
* Napolianino: I’ve seen better.
* Wev: Pssh! How often do you find yourself in planimal jungles?
* Vozzken: Peerbon HAS planimals, Wev! You should take a look if you ain’t scared the VA still hides under the rocks.
* Joho: Hey, guys! Shut up!
* Fane:… You think they know we’re here?
* Rozzken: Probably watching us right now. (Pocomo was seen in the trees doing that)
* Joho:… Keep moving, Fane!
* Bott: Samples from the planimal matrix have been collected.
* Alfiyette: Wha? What’s that about? What do we even use it for? Don’t we know plenty about this place's life?
* Bott: There’s always more to know. Also, Cliffe requested it. He said the reasons were, confidential.
* Alfiyette:… Suspicious as JUNK!
* Napolianino: You didn’t come to ask questions, Alfiyette!
* Alfiyette: Well, I'm just asking!
* Napolianino: Hold on!…
* Alfiyette: What is it?
* Napolianino: Hush!… It's humanoid. We’re being watched, alright. 9.4ft tall. Long hair. Female. And some sort of miniature buzzing companion.
* Alfiyette: What color is it?
* Napolianino: Wha- Now how would I KNOW that?! (As they spoke, Joho approached something)
* Joho: Hey, losers! Take a gander at THIS! (He showed helical structures and, upon touch, they retracted)… Cool, right?
* Bott: Yet common. Those are worms like those found in the ocean.
* Joho: Uh-huh. Figured. MOST life comes from the ocean, and this is no different. I was expecting MORE alien in this alien jungle- (Bellowing was heard as the helical worms retracted to the presence of a hammerheaded rhino)… Oh boy. A Malloceros.
* (Grale): A Qetrorian Malloceros. Do not engage. You'll piss it off. (The Malloceros tore down several trees)
* Joho: Looks pissed enough already.
* (Grale): Joho, its armor is stronger than those on other worlds. (The Malloceros looked at him)… It’s a territorial threat display. Don’t move, or it’ll charge!
* Joho: So what do I do, assert dominance like the less-freaky ones I saw before? Dance with it?
* Bott: Stand your ground. Show you aren’t afraid of it.
* Joho: So, former then?
* Bott: No. Allow yourself to leave without angering it. (Joho threw away his gun and acted tough against it)
* Joho: Eaaaasy, big guy. (The Malloceros stood down)… There you go. Not gonna hurt you. (Something prowled behind him)…
* Bott: JOHO! HEAT SIGNATURE BEHIND YOU! (A six-legged giant Thanator-like Berther leapt out and attacked the Malloceros as it went to its herd for protection)…. Oh. (The herd managed to fight the Berther off and retreat. It then turned to him)…. Run?
* Bott: DEFINITELY!!! (He took off as the Berther chased him. He went through an entire grove of bamboo-like trees, the Berther chasing him down)
* Joho: C'MON, YOU DUMB CAT, THOSE MALLOS WERE MEATIER THAN ME!!! (He hid under alien mangroves to avoid the Berther as it lashed at him) But what do I know if this thing knows the difference between an avatar and an actual Qetran? (He fired his rifle, as it snarled and sprinted in another direction) YEAH, THAT'S RIGHT, I TASTE LIKE S\*\*\*!!! (The Berther yanked away his rifle with his mouth) GAH!! (The Berther managed to carve into the roots) OH HELL!! (He fled. With a T-Rex-like roar, the Berther pinned him down and grabbed him by his backpack) UGH! I TOLD Cliffe we should have gotten ISDs! (He got his backpack off and fled) WHOA! (He stopped at the edge of a familiar waterfall. It was the same one Pocomo jumped off earlier)… (The Berther appeared behind him hissing) EVERY AVATAR FOR HIMSEEEEEEEELF! (He jumped as the Berther roared. He surfaced and made it to land afterward. Pocomo watched until leaves blew around her)… (She fled)

#### **Qetrore/Meet Pocomo**

* (This played as a Pandora-like alien forest was seen)

* (Much of the planet's flora was purple and green glowing in bioluminescence. Flying islands levitated across the sky, all of which were connected by a complex web of vines. A Qetran blew a horn made from a shell, and ran past a herd of direhorse-like equines to signal again. Farming Qetrans brought baskets of crops to witness the approach of a Qetran group on semi-aquatic animals. Aquatic-bred Qetrans hunted fish underwater before noticing the group. Everyone approached a massive alien tree. A shaman brought a light-show from an anemone-like creature before they too noticed. A cheftain-like elder Qetran appeared humbly)
* Shaman: Chastef Roank.
* Chastef: Tsaha Onankcom. (They shook) It's good to be home. TERSIKI! Our war against the Voqitoras has been ceased. With the help of our brothers, our villages can live in peace. PRAISE HIVA! (Everyone cheered)... It does me good to see such happy faces... But there is one that remains absent yet again. Where is the Pachess?
* Onankcom: Your know your dauja. She has Espa's spirit. She goes wherever Hiva's wind takes her. (Leaves blew through the wind)

Waterfall

* Pocomo: (The leaves traveled to a massive alien waterfall where a Qetran similar to both Pocahontas and Neytiri was seen with long black hair breezing across the wind)...
* Qetran Female:... Um... ARE YOU DONE SHOWING OFF UP THERE?!?
* Pocomo: WHOA! HIVA, NAVA, DON'T SCARE ME LIKE THAT!
* Nava: SORRY, BUT, YOU MIGHT WANT TO COME DOWN HERE! YOUR FATHER'S BACK!
* Pocomo: WELL IT'S ABOUT TIME! GTA, C'MON! (A small fluthopper was seen chirping) Hey, I can showoff whenever I want! I'm just 18, as of last week. (She went off and met a Sonag and Scimpy)... Bebs, Fronky?
* Bebs: Eh, what is it?
* Pocomo: Father's back. We need to get going.
* Fronky: Well it's about f\*\*\*\*\*g time!
* Pocomo: You said it! (She went and stopped)
* Bebs:... Please tell me you're not going to-
* Pocomo: Hey, compared to this, I've done crazier. (She got into position, then ran)
* Fronky: She's gonna die.
* Nava: (Pocomo leapt off the waterfall) WAIT, WAIT, NOT THAT... Way... (Pocomo gracefully dove off the water fall and into the water)... Showoff.
* Fronky: SHE'S DONE CRAZIER!! Great! Now we'll never catch up with her.
* Bebs:... Well, it's every animal for himself.
* Fronky: WAIT, WHAT'RE YOU- (Bebs grabbed him and Gta and jumped)
* Bebs: CANNIBAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL!!
* Fronky: IT'S CANNONBAAAAALLLLLLLL!!!
* Bebs: I DON'T CAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEE!!
* Fronky: AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHGHH!!!!
* Nava: Uh.... (The three splashed deep into the water)... Pocomo? (In the water, a swimming Pocomo snuck up beneath her canoe)... You okay?... Well, you better be, because I am certainly not coming in after- (Pocomo flipped her canoe over) YOU-BLOOP! (She went into the water as they both surfaced from inside the canoe)... Seriously, Pocomo, don't you think we're getting a little old for this?
* Pocomo: You're never too old for these.
* Nava: I SERIOUSLY disagree.
* Pocomo: Oh, really? (She spit water in her face, causing the two to get into a splashfight laughing)
* Fronky: (He and Bebs grabbed onto the flipped canoe) YOU PSYCHOPATH!!!
* Bebs: Look, at least we can swim! You're a lizard.
* Fronky: OH, SO JUST BECAUSE I'M A LIZARD, YOU ASSUME I CAN SWIM?!
* Bebs: Whatever, let's just get on this thing and help them turn it over. (Gta came out and onto the canoe chirping crazily) Gta, come on, let's not use such crazy language. (Gta kept chirping)
* Fronky: What's he saying?
* Bebs:... I'd rather not say. TRUST me.
* (Nava): Just, uhgh, help me turn this thing over.
* Bebs: OH CRAP!
* Fronky: DAMN DAMN DAMN **DAMN DAMN DAAAMN-** (They were flipped off as Gta flew off before they got submerged)
* Nava: What were you doing up there?
* Pocomo: Thinking.
* Nava: About that prophetic dream of yours? Have you figured it out yet?
* Pocomo: I know it means something. I just don't know what. You know how poetic and vague they tend to be.
* Nava: You should ask your grandfather about it.
* Pocomo: Maybe I should. He knows about Hiva's visions more than me.
* Nava: Indeed.
* Bebs: Uh, guys? A little help? We, can't, seem to- (He and Fronky slipped off the canoe and back into the water)
* Pocomo: (Laughs and helps them out)... Alright, quit playing, we have to get back to Patuthah.
* Fronky: THAT WASN'T PLAYING! THAT WAS NEARLY DROWNING!!
* Bebs: Fronky, just shut up and take comfort you're NOT drowning today.
* Roank:… And so, raging throughout the Thunluhjhes, the battle raged from sunrise to sunset. Our warriors fought bravely, but none as great as the princess Syltomo, who gave her life for the peace she believed in.
* Pocomo:… Suja.
* Nava:… I'm very sorry.
* Pocomo: And upon her return to Hiva, she has requested the Voqitoran ambassador be her promised, Pach Okokta, who fought alongside her in the name of this peace, with the proud strength of the lulpka. (They marked him with a tattoo of an alien paw)
* Nava:… Oh he is SOOO handsome.
* Pocomo: Hm. I especially live his smile. (He had a blank expression)
* Bebs: Bleh!
* Roank: So as your new Chastef, I announce a feast in his honor! (Everyone cheered as Pocomo went to Roank)
* Roank: Dauja.
* Pocomo: Hiva sees you, Fauja. So glad you’re back safe.
* Roank: Come. Your grandfather wishes to speak with you, as do I. We have much to discuss. (Fronky, Bebs and Gta entered the hut through a hole)
* Onankcom:… Pocomo. Roank. Hiva sees you both.
* Pocomo: Gaufja Onankcom? I have been having these strange dreams for many nights. I believe Hiva is trying to tell me something. That perhaps something exciting is about to pass.
* Roank: Indeed, you are right. Your sister's passing was a terrible tragedy, but she granted you something exciting.
* Pocomo: Really? What is it?
* Roank: Okokta… He has asked to seek your hand in marriage.
* Pocomo:… Marry my sister's promised?
* Bebs: Bleh!
* Fronky: Marry THAT stick in the mud? Nho way!
* Roank: I told him it would make my heart soar.
* Pocomo:… (She looked out at Okokta)… But, he's so… Serious.
* Roank: And an excellent Qetran. He is strong, loyal, protective, and will grant you a fine house with sturdy walls. You shall truly be safe from harm with him. And with Syltomo returned, you are to be tsaha-in-training by right. Hiva is strong in you.
* Pocomo: She is, but I think she's leading me down a better path.
* Roank: But this IS the right path.
* Onankcom: Actually, she speaks true, hauja-in-law. That is not the path Hiva is delivering.
* Roank:… Regardless, Pocomo, you are still the Chastef's Dauja. It is time to take your place among our people. Even the wide streams of the Thunluhjh Falls, must someday join the Kalujna…. (He took out a necklace with a rarium pendant)… Espa gave me this on the day of our yindtu.
* Pocomo:… Is this, rira?
* Roank: The jewel of Hiva. Yes. She gives them to her purest children. It was Espa's dream you wear it on your yindtu. It suits you.

Later…

* Fronky: C'mon, you aren’t actually thinking about marrying that stone, are you?
* Bebs: First he's a stick, now he’s a stone?
* Fronky: Whichever one's blander!
* Pocomo:… He wants me to be steady, like a river… (Otter-like creatures pooped out of the river scaring Bebs and Fronky)
* Fronky: WATER DEMOOOONS!!!
* Pocomo: (Laughs) But it’s not steady at all. (She sang this as she cruised on an ilu-like creature down the river)

* Pocomo: (She entered a massive tree canopy identical to the Trees of Souls and Voices, with glowing blue-green vines and full of wildlife)… (She sat down and meditated, entering a void of bright neurons and a single tree made from neurons)…
* ???: Ah. Is that my Pocomo?… I see you, my child. I was hoping you would visit today…. Ah. Your mother’s necklace.
* Pocomo: That is, what I came for, Hiva. My fauja wants me to marry Okokta.
* Hiva: Okokta? Your sister's ex-betrothed? But, he’s so serious!
* Pocomo: He is. But, Gaufja says the dreams you show are leading me elsewhere.
* Hiva:… They are. (Spirits around them chittered) QUIIIEEEEET!!!… Do you recall what it was?
* Pocomo:… Some kind of, spinning arrow. It just, keeps spinning around and around and around until… Suddenly it stops.
* Hiva: Right.
* Pocomo: But what does it mean, Hiva?
* Hiva: Nothing like that on this planet exists.
* Pocomo:… Maybe it’s pointing me somewhere. But, where? Where is my path?
* Hiva:… Your mother asked me that same question.
* Pocomo: She did? What did you tell her?
* Hiva:… To listen. Listen to all in my reach. The earth, the water, the sky. All my spirits. If you listen, they will guide you… All you must do, is listen with your heart, and you will understand.
* Pocomo:… (She listened until her ears twitched. She then swam across the neural void to voices that called directly for her)…. They’re saying… Something is coming… A strange cloud in the sky….
* Hiva:… Sikduum.
* Pocomo: What? (She was returned to reality)… (She saw the wind directing her up over the canopy)…… A strange cloud in the sky… (She was staring at the SS Vinia)

#### **Joho Meets Pocomo**

Qetrore Forest, Night

* Joho: (He found a leftover ship overgrown with nature where he found a blaster rifle, ammunition, new gear, explosives, and other commodities including a glowstick he bent to light up)… (He went to the waterfall ofca glowing canopy and washed his face and went for a drink, only to see Pocomo through the reflection, onto to continue with caution)…. (He got up and wandered as Pocomo quietly approached, watching from the grass before Gta, Fronky, and Bebs appeared)… Shh! (She wandered out crawling on the rocks as Joho hid behind the waterfall, blaster rifle held out)… (When he saw her silhouette, he jumped out and pointed his gun at her)… (They both paused seeing each other)… (Pocomo got up calmly as Joho was surprised)… (He got up calmly too)…… (Joho put down his gun and walked through the water)… (He gently approached him before she fled) NO, WAIT! (He chased after her, but then suddenly heard cackling hyena-like noises)… (He got his blaster out and activated his glowstick's fire function to see they were Qetrorian Ajacks growling, barking, and cackling, following him as he backed away, waiting to strike. Pocomo watched, and got her bow and arrow ready)… Back! BACK!! (He waved his flame at them)… (They circled him)…… I don’t have all goddamn night! C'MON!! (He clipped the glowstick on his blaster and blasted both the pulse cannon and the flamethrower from the glowstick. They attacked as a whole until one pinned him) AGH!! (It snarled at him until Nava and Pocomo fired and fought them, scaring them off as she snarled. Gta, Fronky, and Bebs watching. Fronky just fainted)
* Bebs: P\*\*\*y!
* Pocomo:… (The two looked back at Joho, blinded by his fire)
* Joho:… You came back- (Nava grabbed the glowstick) HEY! (She put it out in the water)… (She saw the injured ajack she attacked, and, feeling there was nothing she could do, put it down in tears)…. My, apologies- Um… (He saw Pocomo chanting in her native language for the ajack)… Thank you… That was, impressive, strangers- (Nava pushed him down) Damn!!
* Nava: ("They did NOT need to die! This is YOUR FAULT!")
* Pocomo: ("Nava! He is lost!")
* Joho:… Oh. Crap…. Um. Let’s see, uh… Kar…Eka… Wahlu… Itka- no, ikta… Ote…. "They didn't need to fault?"
* Fronky: Holy crap, plain Usuablothian! How long has it BEEN?!
* Joho: Alright, answer answer answer, uh… ("They, eat, your, babies?")
* Pocomo:…
* Gta: (He was about to hurl)
* Bebs: Oh, that is disgusting!
* Pocomo:… ("He can't understand us.")
* Nava: ("He is a KILLER!")
* Pocomo: ("Take it easy. Let me try.")… (The leaves blew around them and they soon held hands)…
* Nava: ("DON'T!") (A bioluminescent glow appeared around them)… ("What was that?")
* Joho:… Who, are you?
* Pocomo:… ("Listen with my heart, and I'll understand.")…… Pocomo.
* Joho:… Huh? Why, do I hear you speaking Usuablothian when your lips move differently? Does this, body, have some universal translator?
* Pocomo:… Body?
* Joho:… Uh, never mind. Uh… I… Thanks for, saving me?
* Nava:… ("He understands you?")
* Joho:… What is she saying?
* Pocomo:… ("He understands only me. Hiva has connected us.")
* Nava: ("NONSENSE! What he did was a crime against her.")
* Joho: Seriously, how-how-how can I understand you and not her?
* Pocomo:… She says that ajvu didn’t need to die.
* Joho:… They attacked me, how is that so bad?
* Pocomo:… You… Don’t see, do you?
* Joho:… Guess I expected SOME primitive belief system, but this is just confusing.
* Nava: ("Whatever excuse he just made is nonsense! This is a sad moment only! It’s HIS fault!!") (She got in front of him) ("YOUR FAULT!! You are like a baby, making noise and not knowing what to do.")
* Pocomo: Nava is, still blaming you, and called you a baby.
* Joho: Me? A baby? She's the baby! Tell 'Nava' I'm sorry if, I offended her.
* Pocomo: ("He apologizes for the ajvu murder.")
* Nava: ("It will not correct his crime.")
* Pocomo: She says she doesn’t accept your apology.
* Joho: Well, fine! If you love your forest friends so much, why save me? What’s the thinking?
* Pocomo:… Your heart is strong. You don’t fear…
* Nava: ("Whatever he is, he is still STUPID! Ignorant like a child!")
* Joho: Okay, okay… I think I got off on the wrong foot with your friend here. So um… Let’s start again. I'm Joho Rocke…. Who are you?
* Pocomo:…. Pachess Pocomo oa Mahiti Os'tikoria.
* Joho:… Ooh. Foreign. But, uh, have a nickname?
* Pocomo:… Pocomo.
* Joho:… See?
* Pocomo:… Yes. But, you do not.
* Joho: I do not? Do not see what? What is there I don’t see? I see fine.
* Pocomo: You see only with your eyes. Like a baby.
* Joho: Yeah, your friend said that, but… Look, if there's something I'm missing, why don’t you tell me? I mean, your name is an unusual mouthful. But, language barrier and all that, what about cultural barrier?
* Pocomo:… Barrier? As in, wall?
* Joho: Well, it’s more figurative. You know figurative, don’t you?
* Pocomo:… You mean, unmeaning?
* Joho: I, guess that’s sarcasm, but pretty close…. So… Mind telling me what that weird magic stuff was?
* Pocomo:… Magic?… (They saw small jellyfish-like pods floating down)…
* Joho:… What are these? (One approached as he shooed it off)
* Nava: ("SYOT!!")
* Pocomo: Don’t worry! They are harmless!
* Joho:… (They coated his body)… What are they?
* Pocomo: Seeds of Hiva. Pure spirits….
* Joho:… And, they’re doing, what? (They all soon floated away)
* Pocomo:… They speak to Hiva.
* Joho:… Hiva? Who is Hiva?
* Pocomo: You must come. COME! (They went off)
* Joho: Come where?! (They wandered bioluminescent grasses) Pocomo! POCOMO! (They ended up crossing an entire group of Qetrans riding direhorse-like creatures)
* Pocomo: ("CALM DOWN! CALM!")
* Okokta:… ("Who is he, Pachess? Your father says their kind is forbidden here. None are to go near them. They wear the bodies of people. They are Sminwalker Sky Demons!")
* Pocomo: ("Hiva spoke of him. A sign. This is a matter for the Tsaha.")
* Okokta:… ("Bring him in, then.")
* Joho: What, what's happening? Can’t you use your magic so I can understand everyone else too- AHH, HEY! (They took him to Patuthah)
* Nava: ("You BETTER know what you’re doing, Pocomo.")
* Pocomo: ("Don’t doubt Hiva's judgment.")
* Nava: ("HER'S I never doubt. It’s YOURS I'm worried about.")
* Pocomo: ("Well, let’s see what Gaufja and Fauna have to say about him.") (They arrived at a gisnt tree in a central platform to meet Roank)
* Pocomo:… ("Father. Hiva sees you.")
* Roank: ("Hiva sees you…. But not him! This is a Skinwalker! You disobey me, daughter. Why have you brought him here?")
* Nava: ("He killed an ajvu. He is an affront to nature. A murderer!")
* Bebs: Well, he's a goner.
* Fronky: Oh, I can't look!
* Pocomo: ("NAVA! Hiva gave me a sign, Fauja.")
* Roank: ("Hiva does not see outsiders! Skinwalkers violate nature!")
* Joho: What's he saying?
* Pocomo:… My father, the Chastef, is deciding if or not he kills you.
* Joho:… Your father… Well, nice to meet- (He was held at spearpoint) AHH, NUSH, NUSH!!
* Onankcom: ("ENOUGH!") (He entered)… ("I will decide if the Pachess speaks true.")
* Joho:…
* Pocomo: That, is Gaufja Onankcom. My grandfather and Tsaha for Hiva.
* Joho:… Who is Hiva, anyway?
* Bebs: JUST LISTEN TO HER!!
* Joho: WHO SAID THAT?!?
* Onankcom: ("CALM!!!!… Calm!")… (He looked at him)… What do they call you?
* Joho:… Oh, someone else can speak Usuablothian…. Or is it magic again-
* Okokta: ("HE ASKED YOU A QUESTION, SKINWALKER!")
* Joho: Ow!… Ugh. Jerks. Ahem. I am Joho Rocke. I have come to… Learn something, I don’t know what.
* Onankcom: Hmm… Sky Demons back in the Rainmaker Year have tried and failed. It is hard to fill a cup which is already full.
* Joho:… Rainmaker Year?… Uh… Well, my cup is empty. I was… A marine. A fighter.
* Onankcom:… ("A fighter. Curious…. We must learn more…. Pocomo? Hiva chose you, so you shall teach him our way.")
* Roank: ("Wife-Father, you cannot be serious!")
* Onankcom: ("Hiva is. Do not question Hiva.")
* Okokta: ("This is obviously a trap! Let me slice his head off!")
* Onankcom: ("NO! Hiva commands it.")…. It is decided. You, Johorocke, will learn our ways. And hopefully, your impurity can be cured.

(Later…) Tree Roots

* Pocomo:… This instance has not occurred since the date grandfather claims was that of Zoroaster.
* Joho: Zoroaster?
* Pocomo: A folktale of a friendly Sky Demon shaped like a Great Tarrak who saved the land from another Sky Demon.
* Joho: Sky Demon? That’s what you call otherworlders? Well… Uh… Strange name.
* Pocomo: What of you, Skinwalker? If this is not a dead person you wear, what is it?
* Joho: Skinwalker?… Grim. But, this is, an artificial body. Made to house my conscience from an old body.
* Pocomo: A soulless vessel?
* Joho: You guys sure have grim ways of naming our technology. What about this instance? What is it?
* Pocomo:… We call it "Gasyindtu". Blooming Bond. When there are two beings so identical to one another it can almost be the same person, or similar enough to be together by soul.
* Joho: And who was Zoroaster's other? Was he, in love?
* Pocomo:… The story was told different ways- (Gta snapped at Joho)
* Joho: WHOA! I remember you. Ugh. Stubborn, isn’t he?
* Pocomo: Quite so. Gta doesn’t like strangers, and not many can blame him.
* Joho:… Sorry I've been a burden, especially with that, what did you call it, avadu? But, it was natural. I've had a lot of experience with savages in my life.
* Pocomo: SAVAGES?!
* Joho: Uh- Not that you’re one, of course.
* Pocomo: And my tribe is?
* Joho: Look, I didn’t- (She hit him with a branch)… Sheesh! I, look, "savage" is just a, word for people who are uncivilized.
* Pocomo: Uncivilized? Do we LOOK uncivilized to you?
* Joho: Well… No. When my benefactor described you, I thought he meant… Well, the definitions are so blurred. I guess what I mean is… Uh… What’s the word I'm looking for, um- (He fell from the tree, safely landing comically through leaves, as Gta laughed. Pocomo just landed next to him)
* Pocomo:… What you mean is, different. (She sang this)

(Later…)

* Pocomo: (As they fall asleep in cocoon-like hampers, Joho is transferred out of his avatar)… There it is! (She follows it with Gta, Fronky, and Bebs joining her)
* Bebs: Is that him?
* Fronky: So he IS a Skinwalker.
* Pocomo: He calls it an 'avatar'. A second body. He must be returning to his original body. I must see it.
* Bebs: Well, could it SLOW DOWN?! I'm not built for speed- (They all tripped over comically except Pocomo, who kept the pace until it reached the fortress)
* Pocomo:… (She sat in an isolated tree pocket and meditated. Without any mobile life in the fortress, she connected to Gta)
* Fronky: Owwww!
* Bebs: Watch your tail, ripped mouth!
* Fronky: YOU watch your STEP, bluenose! (Gta squeaked at them)… What's gotten into him?
* Bebs: It’s Pocomo.
* Fronky:… In Gta's body? That’s creepy. Why? (They saw the near-lifeless fortress)… Oh.
* Bebs: And Joho is in there? (Gta chittered as he jumped and buzzed away)
* Fronky: Wha- Are you CRAZY?!
* Bebs: She has done crazier.
* Fronky: Hey, don’t put words in my mouth. (Through Gta, Pocomo found Joho waking up in his original crippled Gradan body)
* Grale: Joho! Wake up!
* Joho:… Uuuuggggh.
* Rossken: Thank goodness! You were dug in like a vune.
* Alfiyette: VUNE?! WHERE?! I HATE VUNES!! They SUCK ALL THE BLOOD OUT OF YA, DO YA HEAR ME?! **THEEEEY SUCK AAAALLL THE BLOOOOD OUT OF YOOOOOOU!!!**…
* (Napolianino)/Napolianino: Spazz.
* Grale: Is the avatar safe?
* Joho: Yeah, doc. And you won’t believe where it is. (Pocomo was curious, as Fronky and Bebs found her original body, guarding it)

Cafeteria…

* Grale: The last thing we see is this guy's ass disappearing into the brush with an angry berther hungry for it.
* Wev: Me-yow. (Everyone laughed)
* Grale: And of ALL the clans to choose you, why the Tersiki?
* Joho:… Are they, like, insignificant?

Holomap Room

* Bott: There’s seven clans in Patuthah Valley with one lifetree each. The mountainous Atilask Clan, the magic Optani Clan, the subterranean Isitis Clan, the marine Usostima Clan, the hunter-gatherer Ellwita Clan, the warrior Voqitora Clan, and the central Tersiki Clan. The Tersiki are small, but fortune seems to favor them. They recently won a war against the Voqitora and they’re forming an alliance by marriage of their Pach and Pachess.
* Joho:… You know, it would have been nice to know they weren’t the savages you were implying. Where’s the Baron? He has a LOT of explaining to do.
* Wilfleet: He left hours ago. Said he had, business to attend to, which is odd.
* Joho: More like suspicious. I wanna know where this rarium he promised is coming from.
* Graff: Well, we got plenty already, we did.
* Joho: No, he's after something bigger. What am I not being told?
* Grale: Same things WE aren't. All the Baron said is this used to be an autonomous mining base he annexed years ago, but not entirely. It was rigged by a Villains Act virus and some rogue machines are still unaccounted for, all programmed to find the richest deposits of rarium in the valley, which just so happens to be directly below the Tersiki lifetree. Hmmph. Let me be the first to say, I CALLED IT!!
* Joho: Not really.… So what, this is a rescue operation disguised as some act of illegal mining?
* Grale: Apparently.
* Fane: And we were never told?
* Grale: No. I don’t know what's going on in that damn baron's head, but I do know these rogue machines are coordinated. Batteries lasting 30 years without recharge. Based on the private Holonet server's history, we think the wars and alliances between the Tersiki, Voqitora, and Usostima Clans are their doing, and currently they're making mock charges at the neighboring Voqitora and Usostima Clans, distracting the allies before making a direct strike at the Tersiki Lifetree.
* Joho:… How long before then?
* Grale: 3 months, give or take. (Pocomo was worried)
* Wilfleet: So, what, are we helping them?
* Grale: Guess. I made it clear my genius will NEVER be used for war. So we're wasting time. We have to stop this! Now! (As Gta's body left, the crew was secretly being watched by something else, which was revealed to be the supercomputer and Cliffe)
* Cliffe:… I knew they were as unworthy as Joho's brother.
* Kryge: What do we do, sir?
* Cliffe: What we always have to turncoats. Wait for them to slip-up, and then "terminate" them.

Pocomo's Location

* Pocomo: GAaah! (She breathed)
* Bebs: You’re back! Thank Hiva. Fronky was biting his claws for you.
* Fronky: I was NOT! (His claws were blunt)… That wasn’t me!
* Pocomo: (Gta squeaked at her) Sorry, sorry, I needed your body. There’s something coming for our home.
* Bebs: What?
* Pocomo:… They said 'machines'.
* Bebs: Like mining vehicles? What for?
* Pocomo: Something they called "rarium". What is rarium?… Unless that’s what they call… (She looked at her mother’s necklace and the rarium pendant on it)…
* Fronky: The crown jewel of Hiva. We have to warn everyone!
* Pocomo: No! We can’t tell them! They'll execute Joho.
* Fronky: What?!? Your home is in danger!!
* Pocomo: We'll figure something out! They said 3 months. Until then, nobody in the clan can ever know except us, and Joho.
* Bebs: Okay, but they'll find out soon enough. They won’t like you keeping secrets from them.
* Pocomo: Hiva's sign CANNOT be forgotten.

(Later…)

* Grale: Alright, let’s run through them again. (She showed holographic screens of the individual Qetrans Joho met)
* Joho:… Onankcom. Shaman guy and former Tersiki chief. (He saw another face)… Rank.
* Grale: Roank. You had it the first time. He's the new Chastef. Onankcom is the new spirit leader.
* Joho: (He saw another face)… Okokta. Prince of the Voqitora.
* Grale: PACH of the Voqitora.
* Joho: What’s the difference?
* Grale: There’s one! Trust me! (He showed another face)
* Joho:… (He smiled) Pocomo. The Pach… Ess?
* Grale: Yes.
* Joho: NAILED it! And, who's this Hiva I heard about?
* Grale: Who's Hiva? You haven’t pieced it together yet? The way their ecosystem is interconnected like a giant nervous system? Who do you think they interpret as the brain? Hiva, it’s only their deity. Their goddess made up of all living things. Everything they know.
* Rath: Yeah, Joho, I thought you of all blokes would see that.
* Joho: I'm a xenobiologist, not a theologist. Let me just get back with Pocomo and save them from this mining madness.
* Grale: Just be careful. Roank and Okokta will be suspicious. The latter is to be wed to Pocomo.
* Joho: Really? But, he looks so, serious.
* Grale: He was to be wed to her sister Syltomo.
* Joho: Well, must've broken up pretty hard.
* Grale:… She's dead.
* Joho:… Oh.
* Grale: This marriage will unite their clans in alliance. Don’t do anything unusually stupid.
* Joho: What’s to tell in their society? Hahaha. (He got back in his pod)

#### **Being A Qetran**

Qetrore Forest

* Joho:… So did either of us get an idea?
* Pocomo: No. I wish I had one.
* Joho: You are, surprisingly less sa- uhh… Aggressive than the others.
* Pocomo: Someone has to. Gaufja and Fauja say I take more from my Mauja.
* Joho:… What's so special about rarium to your goddess, anyway? (He briefly handled her necklace's rarium pendant)
* Pocomo:… Rira. The stone that binds Hiva to our planet. We do not use it as you do. Collecting from a planet steals from it. We only use what Hiva gives, like she gave this pendant to my mother on her yindtu.
* Joho:… You mean her marriage?
* Pocomo: Yes. (They saw some direhorse-like creatures licking nectar from flowers)… Here they are. If we are to stop these machines, you’ll have to learn our ways quickly. (They approached one)… Choose your palo.
* Joho: (He found one)…. Easy, boy.
* Bebs: Pai is a girl.
* Joho:… Okay. Easy, girl…. (He jumped on as she barked)
* Pocomo: Khui, Pai, khui.
* Joho: (He saw the long antennae and extended his own to merge with them, causing Pai to react) Whoa!
* Pocomo: That is tswutyindtu. The mind bond. Feel her. Her heartbeat. Her breath. Feel her strong legs. (Joho calmed and did so) You may tell her what to do, inside. For now, say fyi to her.
* Joho:…… Fyi. (Pai moved forward) WUAAH!! (He fell off and into the mud as Pocomo laughed. Then Okokta and his group arrived on their own palo)
* Okokta: Having trouble, Johorocke? (They chuckled)
* Joho: So you can speak Usuablothian. Did you just wanna taunt me in my own language?
* Okokta:… Hmmph. ("This Skinwalker will learn nothing, wife-to-be. A rock sees more. Look at him.") (Joho rubbed off the mud)
* Pocomo: ("Okokta, if you have a problem with him, you have a problem with me. You want to marry? You will show him respect.") (She slapped his palo and caused it to ride off with him yelling comically as the others followed shouting in Qetrorian)… Again, Joho.

Vinia Fortress

* Joho: Pocomo gave me the rundown. If these machines want to hit this thing, it'll be complicated. This scan doesn’t show the internal structure. There’s an outer row of columns, real heavy duty. There's a secondary ring here that seems load-bearing, and an inner ring. There’s a core structure like a spiral. That’s how they move up and down.
* Wilfleet: We'll need scans on every column to give as much support.
* Joho: Roger that.

(Later…)

* Grale: I don’t trust this damn palace of suspicion. We’re getting out of dodge. There’s a mobile link way up in the Thundellujahs we can work out of.
* Fane: Oh, uh… Did you say mountains?
* Grale: What else can 'Thundellujah' mean to you, avatar master?
* Fane: Well, it’s just that, uh, I'm afraid of super-high heights. The ones we flew before were easy, but-

Thundellujah Mountains

* Fane: AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHGH!!! (His screams on the Rariumfly hovercopter scared off several tetrapteron-like creatures in the flying mountains)
* Joho: Magnetanium-levitated mountains. I've had a fair share of such sights.
* Alfiyette: We haven't!! Don’t ruin the magic!!
* Vilfleet: Alright, a-holes, we’re getting close. It’s VFR from here on out.
* Fane: Sorry, what’s VFR?
* Vilfleet: It means to see where you’re going.
* Fane: But I can't see anything in these clouds.
* Vilfleet: Hyeah, ain’t that a bitch? (They approached floating mountains glowing in sunlight)
* Fane: Oh my Gods!
* Joho: Okay, THAT is the biggest sky mountain I've seen. Kuidos.
* Wilfleet: Theh, you should see your faces. (They landed on a base in the mountains) Thank you for flying Air Qetrore! (They entered the base)
* Grale: Make yourselves at home.
* Wev: Ehch! This food is nasty.
* Grale: Boo-hoo-hoo-WHO CARES?! Alright, Joho, here’s your pod. It's the least glitchy.
* Joho: Glad you had us move here because, coincidentally, I'm onto my Skouljhuya tomorrow.
* Grale: Well blow me away, you're taming a space dracthon. Just don’t f\*\*\* it up.

Tersiki Lifetree

* Joho: (He and Pocomo climbed to one of the top branches where Pocomo called for a large banshee-like creature) WHOA! Hoholy s\*\*\*!
* Pocomo: Don’t look in her eye. Sele… Khui, Sele… Skoul is not a palo. Once tswutyindtu is made… (She connected to it)… The bond is permanent. It will only fly with one flier for life. (Sele shrieked and flapped her four wings)… To defeat the machines, you must also fly. Be a rheklu. And to become one, you must choose a skoul and he must choose you.
* Joho:… And when is that?
* Pocomo: When you are ready. Your Skouljhuya start with knowing. (She shouted and took off, Sele breathing chemical fire and shooting down its food with resin projectiles)
* Joho: Whoa! That is so cool!!!

Thundellujah Mountains

* Joho: And that’s my story so far…. 3 months are almost over. But… It’s been a decent ride.

Forest

* (Joho): The language is a pain, but, you know, I feel it’s like field-stripping a weapon. Just repetition and repetition.
* Pocomo: Sari!
* Joho: Saaa-ree.
* Pocomo: Sa-RI!
* Joho: SaaaaAAA-Ri! (Pocomo laughed, and later Joho learned how to fire an arrow)
* Pocomo: Sarir! Stronger!
* (Joho): The others like Okokta call me skxon. It means, moron. But never Pocomo. Not even when I cause a little damage. (He was later seen practicing the language with Wev) The first mate's attitude has improved lately.
* Wev: Your hellos are a little, alien to them. They say it differently. Like this "Hiva irshu yio". "Hiva sees you". It doesn’t just mean seeing in front, it also means She see into you. Sees your vibe. Knows you. Feels you. Senses you.
* (Joho): But she still thinks I’m a skxon too. My feet are getting tougher. I can run farther every day. I have to trust my body to know what to do. (He was seen running through the branches, and riding a palo) Every day, it’s reading the trails. The tracks at the waterhole. The tiniest scents and sounds. (He and Pocomo tracked down a pack of ajvu)… Pocomo’s always going on about the flow of energy, the spirits of animals. Really hoped this tree-hugger stuff wasn’t on the final.
* (Grale): It’s not just about eye-hand coordination, you know. She trusts you to listen to what she says. Try to see the forest as she does.
* (Joho): Doc! This is MY video log. (Joho and Pocomo jumped off a high altitude and landed safely by hopping off large leaves) With any other, it’s learn fast or die. But Pocomo has patience.
* Joho: Okay… (He jumped and comically got stuck in vines and hung right in front of Pocomo. Gta laughed at him)
* Bebs:… I won't lie to you, Jo. You will DEFINITELY die out there.
* (Joho): Pocomo would often learn our ways from time to time, even if it made her uncomfortable at times. It's kind of adorable, to be honest. The others are, scared of her eyes. Especially Grale. Heh. That’s a first. But Pocomo and they lightened up with time…. I never truly understood xenobiology before Pocomo and her deep connection to the forest. The divinity they applied to this neurological network is more complex than we think. Pocomo says all energy is borrowed and one day… You have to give it back. (Joho and Pocomo ran through a forest of glowing insects laughing)

Thundellujah Base

* Grale: You really need to take care of THIS body, and whatever function it has left. So shut up and eat!
* Joho: Okay, MOM!
* Grale: I'm serious. You look like crap. Burning way too hard from spending too long in that pod.
* Joho: How about getting some better food, and then you can lecture me.
* Grale:… Captain, I am telling you this. If you get too soft on that Pocomo, it'll get our crew and HER family in trouble. We’re from two different worlds, we can’t afford that….
* Joho:… Just like what happened in the war?
* Grale:… The Grales were war scientists for generations, but my parents refused to let that tradition continue after the Interuniversal War. I grew up on Jenovis back when it was a paradise just like Qetrore promising my parents to never waste my genius for war. Then the Villains Act came and, I always ended up breaking it. The Villains Act threatened my family, the Jenovis Resistance drafted me, and then the Jenovisian radicals on Peerbon drafted me…. I couldn’t take it anymore and just went to hiding. No matter what side I was on, it was no excuse to break my promise…. And now, I have a chance to redeem that renege and keep what happened to Jenovis from happening here…. We can’t be ruled by emotion anymore, just as I was. I put so many years hiding my gifts from these savage UUniverses…. Please, Joho… Don’t let these beings meet the same fate. Promise me.
* Joho:… I promise. If anyone harms them… They will suffer the consequences.

Forest

* Joho: (He shot down a hexopede-like cervine)… ("Hiva sees you, brother.")… ("And she thanks you.") (He kills it) ("Your spirit goes with Hiva. Your body stays behind, to be part of the people.")
* Pocomo:… A clean kill.
* Joho:…
* Pocomo:… You are ready.

Thundellujah Mountains

* (Joho): (He and other Qetran including Okokta scaled the mountains by climbing from their vine supports)… Learning to ride a Skoul, is a test every young warrior has to pass…. But to do that, you have to go where they roost. (Okokta was showing Joho up as Gta, Bebs, and a terrified Fronky were disgusted)
* Pocomo: I was wrong. He's half-serious, and half-skxon. (Bebs and Gta laughed)
* Fronky: Yeheheheheah, he is, now uh, how much higher do we have to be?! I feel like I'm getting altitude sickness. (He vomited right onto a small flying creature which fell comically)… Uh… BE ONE WITH HIVAAAA!! (His words echoed)…
* Okokta:… Skxons! (They made it to the top where massive flocks were seen. Pocomo landed with Sele, smiling)… Johorocke will go first. (Joho smirked and went off without his bow, climbing near the thick ledge with Pocomo, seeing whole groups of Skouls)
* Pocomo: Now you choose your skoul. This you must feel inside. It must share your essence. Your soul. All you truly are. If it also chooses you, move quick like I showed you. You will have one chance, Joho.
* Joho:… How will I know if he or she chooses me?
* Pocomo: He or she will try to kill you.
* Joho:… Outstanding. (They approached the Skoul younglings which shrieked at them, rejecting him one by one)
* Okokta: ("Looks as though your champion is not up to the task, wife-to-be.")
* Pocomo: ("Is it you who has to learn more than him.")
* Joho: (He found a Skoul. He shrieked his fangs and it shrieked back)…. Let’s dance.
* Okokta: Hahaha. ("This moron is going to die.")
* Joho:… (He looped his vine around the Skoul's snout and jumped on. He held onto it tightly)
* Okokta: ("EAT HIM, MIGHTY SKOUL!")
* Pocomo: MAKE THE BOND! (The Skoul knocked him back as he hung off the ledge) JOHO!
* Okokta: Hahahahaha! (Joho got up and resumed wrestling the Skoul)
* Pocomo: Tswutyindtu, Joho! Tswutyindtu! (Joho held the Skoul's head with his legs and then made the bond. Fronky fainted again.)
* Joho: SYOT!! (The Skoul calmed down)…. Yeah, that’s right. You’re mine, huh?… (He got on top)
* Pocomo: The first flight seals the bond. You cannot wait…. Think Rhek!
* Joho: Rhek! (They flew off) WHOAAAH!!! (Fronky got up, but seeing that made him faint again) (They fell spinning) UGH! GAHH! (The crashed into things) S\*\*\*! S\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*!!! (The Skoul shrieked) OH SHUT UP AND FLY STRAIGHT! (The Skoul did exactly that)… Well, son of a blaster…. Lyi. (It went left)… Ryi! (It went right avoiding a flying boulder. Pocomo smiled watching)…
* Qetran: YAAAAH, JOHOROCKE!
* Okokta: SYOT!… (Pocomo flew on Sele with him)
* Joho: THIS IS AMAZING!! (They flew gracefully across the vines and mountains) WOOOOOHOO!!
* (Joho): I may not have been a zorse guy, but I was born for this. Twice as cool as riding a hovership. (He and Pocomo flew with other fliers in formations doing intense stunts)
* Joho: WOOOOOOOOOO!! (He and Pocomo flew hunting strumbeest-like creatures, Joho surpassing even Okokta) HELL YEAH!
* Pocomo: HELL YEAH!! (Fronky, Bebs, and Gta were mixed riding with her)
* Joho: Hahahaa! (They took their biggest kill)
* (Joho): I was a stone-cold aerial hunter. Death from above. Only problem is… You’re not the only one. (Something suddenly swooped down from high above and snatched their kill. It was a giant alien bird identical to the leonopteryx/toruk, swallowing the kill whole)
* Joho: HEEEY!! (The giant bird saw them)… Oh crap.
* Bebs/Fronky: OH CRAP! (It shrieked at and chased them across the mountains, and through the forests, escaping by going through vines. They clung onto a tree laughing afterward)
* Fronky: What the Hiva was that?!?
* Bebs: Yeah, in the time we spent stranded here, I've NEVER seen anything like that.
* Joho: It looked, vaguely like a Narkwing. The UUniverses’ fourth-ranked superpredator.
* Pocomo: It was, a Tarruk. The Sun Shadow.
* Joho:… Sounds pretty legendary.
* Pocomo:… My mauja was Tarruk Rmakder. Sun Shadow Rider.
* Joho:… She rode this?
* Pocomo:… Tarruk chose her. Tarruk is the only one in Patuthah. It was the fifth to occur since the Rainmaker Year. She was mighty. She brought the clans together in a time of great sorrow…. Legends say she did it to fight Sky Demons with the Tarrukto Zoroaster…. The only good Sky Demon.
* Joho:…
* Pocomo: Well, besides you. (Giggles)…

Thundellujah Mountains

* Grale: There’s only one Tarruk left, as far as we know. These creatures are very rare, and very ancient, but very effective apex predators. That’s why they can live for thousands of years.
* Joho: (Recording)… Three months, and… Still no sign of the Baron. I can barely remember my old life. I don’t even know who I am anymore…. Pocomo and I are about to perform the manning ceremony tomorrow. 1 day before the perceived terror the machines will bring…. We could hear them coming and so many warriors are going out to defend their neighbor clans. And… There’s another light in the sky growing larger by the day. Don’t know who's coming… But if it has something to do with the Baron… Me and Pocomo will do whatever it takes to stop it, and hopefully, get some damn answers.
* (Cen): Unfortunately it wasn’t. It was us, following the vision Zoroaster gave us.
* (ZongueBob) Which leads us to the present.
* (Sau): Past-present.

#### **Cliffe's Betrayal/Fall Of Patuthah**

* Graff: So, ya done with yer' new possie?
* Joho: Possie?
* Deg: Yeah! We came here for rarium! All we could get to last us for life.
* Rath: Now here we are, playin' tower defense, while YOU play sky games with your new gal!
* Joho: There are other places to get rarium, boys. I didn’t ask us to BE here. I guess I was expecting a forest of rarium and giant trees.
* Wev: Yeah! What do we get for our trouble? Getting you laid?
* Graff: Why I almost forgot ta' use a drill.
* Rath: Yeah, SUURE, this is WAY more fun, I say, while the BARON is livin' it up who knows where all day, hiding our earnings, and happy as a maunacle!

Meanwhile…

* Cliffe: DOOMED!! I'm DOOMED!! I should have that giant nugget in my hands by now, and I haven’t gone so far as a SPECK in progress. What are those people DOING?!?
* ???: Si-i-i-i-ir! (Cliffe saw Kryge seemingly skewered with an arrow)
* Kryge: I… I-I-I-I… (He took it off as it was a fake arrow) I made it myself.
* Cliffe: WHEN WAS THIS A GOOD TIME FOR GAMES, KRYGE?! Can’t you see I'm WALLOWING in hopelessness?! Those savages have my rarium, and-
* ???: And WHAT?! (They both shivered in fear as something glowing appeared behind them. It was a smoke cloud showing Crobra's head)
* Cliffe:… Master Crobra, sir!
* (Crobra): Don’t "Master Crobra, sir" ME! Are you having trouble with your colleagues? AGAIN?!
* Cliffe: It’s only a minor setback, I assure you.
* (Crobra): Then why are you 200 miles away from them?!
* Cliffe: It's JUST a precaution.
* (Crobra): A precaution for mutiny! You are afraid. And you call yourself a REAL Villain Legionnaire.
* Cliffe: I AM! Who, I remind you, pays for all of your operations and every single piece of junk the Loungers break?! You're NOTHING without me. So let it be said, I WILL get that rarium, and our revenge on Zoroaster with it.
* (Crobra): We'd BETTER! Unless you want to offer YOURSELF as a replacement. We need members who are MORE competent in these failing times, and we need the BUDGET too, and you are TESTING MY PATIENCE!!