NESLife attempt #3
- Thread starter Daftpanzer
- Start date
Excellent work Daft. No worries on the wait, I'm willing to wait as long as it takes for the good work you put out. I'd rather you take your time than burn out.
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Tougher Zeeboo: Fulton
Evolved From: Tolerant Zeeboo
Genes Added (max 2+1): Stem x1, Cold Resistance x1
Genes Removed (max 2): None
Description (Optional): Through out this era of evolution, the Zeeboo focused its attention on survival. The Zeeboo had become rather large and complex. This began to put a strain on the hollow singing-stem. The natural course of evolution was to lengthen and thicken the stem in order to not only keep the Zeeboo standing strong, but also to rise above its competitors.
The turn towards an even colder climate suggested to the Zeeboo that trends would continue. The Zeeboo thus continued down the path of tolerance towards the cold in march further north. They did not just march further north, but also further up. Their ability to withstand cold, dry, and rocky environments gave them an edge in mountainous regions.
While the Fanel and Tranel were masters of the coastline, the Zeeboo were soon to become masters of the interior, especially the desert and mountainous regions.
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Tougher Zeeboo: Fulton
Evolved From: Tolerant Zeeboo
Genes Added (max 2+1): Stem x1, Cold Resistance x1
Genes Removed (max 2): None
Description (Optional): Through out this era of evolution, the Zeeboo focused its attention on survival. The Zeeboo had become rather large and complex. This began to put a strain on the hollow singing-stem. The natural course of evolution was to lengthen and thicken the stem in order to not only keep the Zeeboo standing strong, but also to rise above its competitors.
The turn towards an even colder climate suggested to the Zeeboo that trends would continue. The Zeeboo thus continued down the path of tolerance towards the cold in march further north. They did not just march further north, but also further up. Their ability to withstand cold, dry, and rocky environments gave them an edge in mountainous regions.
While the Fanel and Tranel were masters of the coastline, the Zeeboo were soon to become masters of the interior, especially the desert and mountainous regions.
Thlayli
Le Pétit Prince
Daft, that update was totally svelte. Though of course, colder waters equal more plankton, due to higher oxygen levels. 
Sapphire Huntreel: Thlayli
Evolved from: Black Lureel
Genes (11): Swimming x2, Vibration Sense x1, Eyes x1, Pressure Resistance x1, Cold Resistance x1, Eating Dead Things x1, Smelling x1, Flesh Eating x1, Scales x1, Strength x1
Description: As the Black Lureel population was decimated by competition and lack of food, natual selection and a few mutations allowed the strongest individuals to emerge from the deeps. They continued to elongate, and developed a superior muscular system. They remain effective scavangers, but prefer to attack and kill fellow predators through strangulation.
(removed Lure x1, added Scales x1, Strength x1)
Sapphire Huntreel: Thlayli
Evolved from: Black Lureel
Genes (11): Swimming x2, Vibration Sense x1, Eyes x1, Pressure Resistance x1, Cold Resistance x1, Eating Dead Things x1, Smelling x1, Flesh Eating x1, Scales x1, Strength x1
Description: As the Black Lureel population was decimated by competition and lack of food, natual selection and a few mutations allowed the strongest individuals to emerge from the deeps. They continued to elongate, and developed a superior muscular system. They remain effective scavangers, but prefer to attack and kill fellow predators through strangulation.
(removed Lure x1, added Scales x1, Strength x1)
c&cciv3
Warlord
- Joined
- May 13, 2002
- Messages
- 146
Another great update Daft. I got no problem in how you done the egg gene, but it's interesting how my Pentupler was not found in the cold areas of Caliburnia with it having cold resistance! Has it grown to complex to survive in those areas with only one point it?
Splime
Regular Lurker
Awesome Update. Anyway, as for this cold...
Old Species: Jubblerus Multiplicitus: Splime
Evolved From: Jubblerus Maximus
Genes (10): Eating Dead Things x2, Crawling x1, Complex Stomach x1, Water Retention x1, Eyes x1, Flying x2, Smelling x1, Mass Reproduction x1
Description: The Jubblerus Multiplicitus is very much like the Jubblerus Maximus, except for its large reproduction rate. Also, more energy can be produced from dead things now, which provides the extra energy in order to create such large numbers.
New Species:
Jubblerus Frigidus: Splime
Evolved From: Jubblerus Multiplicitus
Genes Added (2): Water Retention x1, Cold Resistance x1
Genes (12): Eating Dead Things x2, Crawling x1, Complex Stomach x1, Water Retention x2, Eyes x1, Flying x2, Smelling x1, Mass Reproduction x1, Cold Resistance x1
Description: The colder climate was upon the planet, and Jubblerus Frigidus evolved to deal with the cold. While this slightly reduces the rate of reproduction, it is still high, and allows for the skies to be spammed with Jubbleri. Other creatures, look alive, or you may be bitten by one of these pests.
Old Species: Jubblerus Multiplicitus: Splime
Evolved From: Jubblerus Maximus
Genes (10): Eating Dead Things x2, Crawling x1, Complex Stomach x1, Water Retention x1, Eyes x1, Flying x2, Smelling x1, Mass Reproduction x1
Description: The Jubblerus Multiplicitus is very much like the Jubblerus Maximus, except for its large reproduction rate. Also, more energy can be produced from dead things now, which provides the extra energy in order to create such large numbers.
New Species:
Jubblerus Frigidus: Splime
Evolved From: Jubblerus Multiplicitus
Genes Added (2): Water Retention x1, Cold Resistance x1
Genes (12): Eating Dead Things x2, Crawling x1, Complex Stomach x1, Water Retention x2, Eyes x1, Flying x2, Smelling x1, Mass Reproduction x1, Cold Resistance x1
Description: The colder climate was upon the planet, and Jubblerus Frigidus evolved to deal with the cold. While this slightly reduces the rate of reproduction, it is still high, and allows for the skies to be spammed with Jubbleri. Other creatures, look alive, or you may be bitten by one of these pests.
Terrance888
Discord Reigns
Can I do This?
Attack Tranel:
Evolved from: Tranel
New Genes(2+1): x1 Bulbous Rootsx1 Trappingx1 Parasitic Tendrilsx1
Genes (31): Photosynthesis x7, Water Retention x3, Stem x2, Leaves x2, Cold Resistance x2, Carpeting x1, Roots x2, Large Size x1, Fruit x2, Fast Growth x1, Stinging Tendrils x1, Hibernating Seeds x1, Bulbous Roots x1, Flesh Eating x1, Grasping Branches x1, Bark x1
Description: As the World slowly goes colder, the best adaptions of the former Tranel and the predesessor, the Fanel, are exaggerated. More advanced bulbous roots allow a true "Bulb", like a tulip's, to form. A trapping method, given away only by a small tendril or branch connected to the plant/animal. Parasitic Tendrils start to show up to retain a weak creature in its gasp, often with 3 or more to quicky send reenforcements, and to lure weak and old/young predatours into the trap (Of Capeting Grapspind tendrils!). Overall, it help gain more use of a losing gene and will soon allow the Tranel to gain renown as a dominant species.
Note, I thing the Worm Tackers are doing fine and can't get exinct in one turn after "Doing Awsome!". Here is a story.
A Grove of Tranels are waving threatening branches, but the Viperix doesn't mind, his sharp claws are more than enough to cut through all the pitiful tendrils that they can come up. It was hearing sounds of a weak, wailing Hibryte and nothing is going to stop him and his gang to get there meal. The powerful and intelegent (Compareably) Viprix looks for amushes, but only a couple of Chooped tendtils near the victiam is disconcernable. The head male flashed his crest and prepared to charge......
15 minuets Earlier
A Hibryte thrashed wildy against the sea of tendrils near a seemily perfect feeding ground of Fanels, choping one after another of the rapid whips that tried to suck his nutrients out and kill him. His band departed, and the Anthropod-like creature that is in his prime layed down for the rapid eating...
About the Same time
A small grove of Attack tranels senced a meal and wrapped the intruder into there tendrils where there fruits lay overhead. Only the good ones are attacked, and this one, just before his prime (in taste) had falled into a trap. They stuffed the parasitic tendrils after it got quiet and start to wit until it "tastes and gains in nutritional vaule" the best.....
The Struggle Three Minuets after the Surender
The Hibreyte is feeling a weird loss of strengh instead of being sucked out from head to toe. Warning signals flashed as its instints Charged on one urge "Your alive! So run for it!" The Hibreyte dimly noticed that the tendrils are feeling that they are pumping something. It summoned it strengh and attacted the tendrils, only to beated unconsious by the assulting bark covered branch.
The Submition About the Same Time
The Meal had resisted, and was smacked by a fully fleaged Branch of one the the younge ones, of which is there first flesh meal...
The Charge Five Seconds Later
The Vipix Gang (or pride or herd or watever) Charged in and tried the ignore the Stinging tendrils that are being rolled up for some reson. They started to chop up the hibryte when the end came..... More Food for a thriving Attack Tranel Colony!
Attack Tranel:
Evolved from: Tranel
New Genes(2+1): x1 Bulbous Rootsx1 Trappingx1 Parasitic Tendrilsx1
Genes (31): Photosynthesis x7, Water Retention x3, Stem x2, Leaves x2, Cold Resistance x2, Carpeting x1, Roots x2, Large Size x1, Fruit x2, Fast Growth x1, Stinging Tendrils x1, Hibernating Seeds x1, Bulbous Roots x1, Flesh Eating x1, Grasping Branches x1, Bark x1
Description: As the World slowly goes colder, the best adaptions of the former Tranel and the predesessor, the Fanel, are exaggerated. More advanced bulbous roots allow a true "Bulb", like a tulip's, to form. A trapping method, given away only by a small tendril or branch connected to the plant/animal. Parasitic Tendrils start to show up to retain a weak creature in its gasp, often with 3 or more to quicky send reenforcements, and to lure weak and old/young predatours into the trap (Of Capeting Grapspind tendrils!). Overall, it help gain more use of a losing gene and will soon allow the Tranel to gain renown as a dominant species.
Note, I thing the Worm Tackers are doing fine and can't get exinct in one turn after "Doing Awsome!". Here is a story.
A Grove of Tranels are waving threatening branches, but the Viperix doesn't mind, his sharp claws are more than enough to cut through all the pitiful tendrils that they can come up. It was hearing sounds of a weak, wailing Hibryte and nothing is going to stop him and his gang to get there meal. The powerful and intelegent (Compareably) Viprix looks for amushes, but only a couple of Chooped tendtils near the victiam is disconcernable. The head male flashed his crest and prepared to charge......
15 minuets Earlier
A Hibryte thrashed wildy against the sea of tendrils near a seemily perfect feeding ground of Fanels, choping one after another of the rapid whips that tried to suck his nutrients out and kill him. His band departed, and the Anthropod-like creature that is in his prime layed down for the rapid eating...
About the Same time
A small grove of Attack tranels senced a meal and wrapped the intruder into there tendrils where there fruits lay overhead. Only the good ones are attacked, and this one, just before his prime (in taste) had falled into a trap. They stuffed the parasitic tendrils after it got quiet and start to wit until it "tastes and gains in nutritional vaule" the best.....
The Struggle Three Minuets after the Surender
The Hibreyte is feeling a weird loss of strengh instead of being sucked out from head to toe. Warning signals flashed as its instints Charged on one urge "Your alive! So run for it!" The Hibreyte dimly noticed that the tendrils are feeling that they are pumping something. It summoned it strengh and attacted the tendrils, only to beated unconsious by the assulting bark covered branch.
The Submition About the Same Time
The Meal had resisted, and was smacked by a fully fleaged Branch of one the the younge ones, of which is there first flesh meal...
The Charge Five Seconds Later
The Vipix Gang (or pride or herd or watever) Charged in and tried the ignore the Stinging tendrils that are being rolled up for some reson. They started to chop up the hibryte when the end came..... More Food for a thriving Attack Tranel Colony!
Daftpanzer
canonically ambiguous
Thanks 
Yes i made a mistake with that earlier on, until I was educated about there being more in cold water. I imagined the current water poisoning thing would have global effects tho.
Ahh no thats my mistake, it should be there too, and that would make it one of the 'thriving' species also.
I have no problem with that, its up to TerrisH though if he will allow other people to evolve his recent stuff.
Thlayli said:
Yes i made a mistake with that earlier on, until I was educated about there being more in cold water. I imagined the current water poisoning thing would have global effects tho.
c&cciv3 said:
Ahh no thats my mistake, it should be there too, and that would make it one of the 'thriving' species also.
Charles Li said:
I have no problem with that, its up to TerrisH though if he will allow other people to evolve his recent stuff.
Splime
Regular Lurker
Story Time! A story from the perspective of a Jubblerus Frigidus:
Buzz. Buzz Buzz. Buzzabuzz. Bzzt.
Translation:
The glaciers were approaching, and the Jubbleri were facing stiff competition. The Jubblerus Multiplicitus was doing relatively well, but its habitat began to shrink, and therefore, its numbers reduced. When the Frigidi came along, the Multipliciti were being outmatched. This is the story of an encounter between the two species:
After a quick nap, one independently-minded Jubblerus Frigidus began to wander off, through the increasingly cold zeeboo-lands. The Jubblerus Multiplicitus population was still very stubborn here, refusing to move. After an hour or two of wandering, the Frigidus, which we'll call Freddy, noticed a smell of a rotten Terradid. Freddy really liked Terradid meat, because once you removed its shell, the meat was delicious, and would last him for quite a few hours. It was especially great in the cold, as it had yet to get rotten. So, Freddy began to follow the scent to the Terradid.
After some minutes of searching, he saw the Terradid, and discovered it was a giant. Freddy was as joyed as an odd-looking insect could be. However, as he got closer, he noticed that a massive fight was occurring. fierce looking ground scavengers were lurking around, and the Multiplicitus population was headed towards the corpse. Freddy then leapt into action, diving straight for a gap in the shell of the Giant Terradid, and grabbing a bite. It was super-delicious, and he was about to stop, when he realized that a swarm of Multipliciti were headed straight for him. He dodged, dipped, dived, ducked, and dodged his way through the swarm, nibbling at the wings of the insects. The swarm dispersed, as the damage was a bit too much in the cold conditions.
Freddy then had more, and was happy.
The End. A bit short, yes, but I thought I might contribute something.
Buzz. Buzz Buzz. Buzzabuzz. Bzzt.
Translation:
The glaciers were approaching, and the Jubbleri were facing stiff competition. The Jubblerus Multiplicitus was doing relatively well, but its habitat began to shrink, and therefore, its numbers reduced. When the Frigidi came along, the Multipliciti were being outmatched. This is the story of an encounter between the two species:
After a quick nap, one independently-minded Jubblerus Frigidus began to wander off, through the increasingly cold zeeboo-lands. The Jubblerus Multiplicitus population was still very stubborn here, refusing to move. After an hour or two of wandering, the Frigidus, which we'll call Freddy, noticed a smell of a rotten Terradid. Freddy really liked Terradid meat, because once you removed its shell, the meat was delicious, and would last him for quite a few hours. It was especially great in the cold, as it had yet to get rotten. So, Freddy began to follow the scent to the Terradid.
After some minutes of searching, he saw the Terradid, and discovered it was a giant. Freddy was as joyed as an odd-looking insect could be. However, as he got closer, he noticed that a massive fight was occurring. fierce looking ground scavengers were lurking around, and the Multiplicitus population was headed towards the corpse. Freddy then leapt into action, diving straight for a gap in the shell of the Giant Terradid, and grabbing a bite. It was super-delicious, and he was about to stop, when he realized that a swarm of Multipliciti were headed straight for him. He dodged, dipped, dived, ducked, and dodged his way through the swarm, nibbling at the wings of the insects. The swarm dispersed, as the damage was a bit too much in the cold conditions.
Freddy then had more, and was happy.
The End. A bit short, yes, but I thought I might contribute something.
Terrance888
Discord Reigns
Hey! I get the Story bonus!
TerrisH
Mischief?
Yay.. just perfect Charles! just let me evolve off it later.
hmm, now which direction to head, Flanals, or the poor old urchin? Urchin SWARM!
hmm, now which direction to head, Flanals, or the poor old urchin? Urchin SWARM!
Terrance888
Discord Reigns
Wooooooooooooot! We are the Branching Team!
North King
blech
- Joined
- Jan 2, 2004
- Messages
- 18,165
All roads lead to the same place, it seems; a cosmologist must go to the same place as a xenobiologist.
I have read much on the fall of the Ascended: that shrouded time that lingers long in our consciousness. For some reason, the tale strikes a chord. It is as though by learning what exactly happened all those millions of years ago, we could find out why we are condemned to the present state: ah, what a miserable one it is. They say that the ancients had a unified galactic government. All I know is that for millions of years, there has been none.
All that has been is war, and more war. My people, if you will spare me a little time for a side note, have been only peaceful: our rim-world was undisturbed for so many eons. When we met the Intergalactic Council, we prospered: trade came to us, and our people began to diffuse into the greater hyperspace network. Even when the Ascended fell, it seems, there was little that troubled us; we merely shrugged, and moved on. The Reapers were only a minor detail in our history; a single ship made it to our soil. Yet the Hegemony...
They came from the chaos, of that we know. Their race had been dormant through the ages of the galaxy, trading a little, but mostly cutting themselves off from everyone else. Travel was not strictly barred, but it was discouraged. Then, when the Ascended fell... It all happened at once. Their immediate neighbors were gobbled up. For thousands of years they continued this way, and no one noticed them. Perhaps we figured they were just another threat.
It was not so. The Hegemony have conquered nearly half the galaxy now, including my homeworld. Countless races have been subjugated. There is talk of the large Republic, the main buffer between the Hegemony and the rest of the galaxy, simply surrendering to them now. They grow too powerful: entire star systems are consumed for the production of their tremendous spacecraft, which can destroy entire planets.
My people had that fate, I think. I have never traveled back there, nor was there any word, but the last sight I had of my planet was three ships the size of moons circling ever closer, their sides spewing death...
So it comes to this day. I have gone in search of the ancient Ascended, and I think that if I find them, if I unlock this mystery... Perhaps we will find a way to bring back the old order, of peace, and harmony.
Or perhaps I am deceiving myself. It matters not; I already have arrived in the Delta Panzerus system. While it was a footnote in a greater work that sent me here, it was an important one. The tiny aside in this ancient tome seemed to imply that the planet of Delta Panzerus was... watched. It was such a small clue to go on, but an important one. I have found in other research that some Ascended seemed to remain around after the main vanishing... watching over lesser peoples. Perhaps they remain as gods, cultivating, growing.
Here, then, is where I am headed. To find an Ascended. With luck, I will be able to find one, the ancient deity who has guarded this planet for so long from outside intrusion. His intelligence and wisdom, true relics from the galactic golden age... perhaps they can set things aright. I do not like to get carried away, but I have a real sense that if I can find just one Ascended and make him see what the galaxy is like today... We could change things. The Hegemony must be stopped.
So I convince myself, over and over, to banish any lingering doubts. I have only a few datapads, dragged up from libraries long fallen into ruin; only a few words to go on. Perhaps I am simply engaging in monstrous folly. No wonder that beautiful Lujitan rebuffed me: besides the whole interspecies angle, I am too gullible to ever settle down with.
It is too late to turn back now. The atmosphere of this strange world is blazing orange around me; the heat shield of my craft is buckling. That would be ironic, to die because of shoddy craftsmanship on such a risky mission.
But it holds. The jungles pass over mecould those be the famed Zeebos my source was constantly referring to? I wonder. It has been millions of years, and the outdated maps are rather terrible in this regard, but I can extrapolate: I fly over the continent a few times, looking for the ancient control center; they say they set up a more modern encampment over the same site to study it.
Finally I find some familiar mountains, rounded to mere hills, and approach cautiously. I think I see, buried in the weeds, some kind of encampment. Yes, here it is. The craft sets down. I, Ilir, will venture into the ancient computer banks, and see what type of information can be gleaned. Perhaps I will find something surprising...
OOC: Inspiration strikes! Many thanks and apologies to Iggy for borrowing his galactic ideas.
I have read much on the fall of the Ascended: that shrouded time that lingers long in our consciousness. For some reason, the tale strikes a chord. It is as though by learning what exactly happened all those millions of years ago, we could find out why we are condemned to the present state: ah, what a miserable one it is. They say that the ancients had a unified galactic government. All I know is that for millions of years, there has been none.
All that has been is war, and more war. My people, if you will spare me a little time for a side note, have been only peaceful: our rim-world was undisturbed for so many eons. When we met the Intergalactic Council, we prospered: trade came to us, and our people began to diffuse into the greater hyperspace network. Even when the Ascended fell, it seems, there was little that troubled us; we merely shrugged, and moved on. The Reapers were only a minor detail in our history; a single ship made it to our soil. Yet the Hegemony...
They came from the chaos, of that we know. Their race had been dormant through the ages of the galaxy, trading a little, but mostly cutting themselves off from everyone else. Travel was not strictly barred, but it was discouraged. Then, when the Ascended fell... It all happened at once. Their immediate neighbors were gobbled up. For thousands of years they continued this way, and no one noticed them. Perhaps we figured they were just another threat.
It was not so. The Hegemony have conquered nearly half the galaxy now, including my homeworld. Countless races have been subjugated. There is talk of the large Republic, the main buffer between the Hegemony and the rest of the galaxy, simply surrendering to them now. They grow too powerful: entire star systems are consumed for the production of their tremendous spacecraft, which can destroy entire planets.
My people had that fate, I think. I have never traveled back there, nor was there any word, but the last sight I had of my planet was three ships the size of moons circling ever closer, their sides spewing death...
So it comes to this day. I have gone in search of the ancient Ascended, and I think that if I find them, if I unlock this mystery... Perhaps we will find a way to bring back the old order, of peace, and harmony.
Or perhaps I am deceiving myself. It matters not; I already have arrived in the Delta Panzerus system. While it was a footnote in a greater work that sent me here, it was an important one. The tiny aside in this ancient tome seemed to imply that the planet of Delta Panzerus was... watched. It was such a small clue to go on, but an important one. I have found in other research that some Ascended seemed to remain around after the main vanishing... watching over lesser peoples. Perhaps they remain as gods, cultivating, growing.
Here, then, is where I am headed. To find an Ascended. With luck, I will be able to find one, the ancient deity who has guarded this planet for so long from outside intrusion. His intelligence and wisdom, true relics from the galactic golden age... perhaps they can set things aright. I do not like to get carried away, but I have a real sense that if I can find just one Ascended and make him see what the galaxy is like today... We could change things. The Hegemony must be stopped.
So I convince myself, over and over, to banish any lingering doubts. I have only a few datapads, dragged up from libraries long fallen into ruin; only a few words to go on. Perhaps I am simply engaging in monstrous folly. No wonder that beautiful Lujitan rebuffed me: besides the whole interspecies angle, I am too gullible to ever settle down with.
It is too late to turn back now. The atmosphere of this strange world is blazing orange around me; the heat shield of my craft is buckling. That would be ironic, to die because of shoddy craftsmanship on such a risky mission.
But it holds. The jungles pass over mecould those be the famed Zeebos my source was constantly referring to? I wonder. It has been millions of years, and the outdated maps are rather terrible in this regard, but I can extrapolate: I fly over the continent a few times, looking for the ancient control center; they say they set up a more modern encampment over the same site to study it.
Finally I find some familiar mountains, rounded to mere hills, and approach cautiously. I think I see, buried in the weeds, some kind of encampment. Yes, here it is. The craft sets down. I, Ilir, will venture into the ancient computer banks, and see what type of information can be gleaned. Perhaps I will find something surprising...
OOC: Inspiration strikes! Many thanks and apologies to Iggy for borrowing his galactic ideas.
TerrisH
Mischief?
Clinging-Tick: TerrisH
Evolved from: Sea Tick
Genes (8): Water Retention x1, Acid x1, Piercing Spikes x1, Crawling Roots x1, Scavenging Roots x1, Smelling x1, Sucker x1, Fluids Parasitism x1
New Genes: Water Retention x1, Quick Reproduction Cyclex1, Flesh eating x1
Description: the Clinging-tick was the nastier cousin of the original tick. even harder to dislodge then it's previous incarnation, and cabible of reproducing much quicker and greater numbers. it also had a nasty habit of burrowing into it's prey by eating the flesh over the course of a few days. while rarely fatal except in large numbers, they were quite the annoyance for any animal, land or sea.
Evolved from: Sea Tick
Genes (8): Water Retention x1, Acid x1, Piercing Spikes x1, Crawling Roots x1, Scavenging Roots x1, Smelling x1, Sucker x1, Fluids Parasitism x1
New Genes: Water Retention x1, Quick Reproduction Cyclex1, Flesh eating x1
Description: the Clinging-tick was the nastier cousin of the original tick. even harder to dislodge then it's previous incarnation, and cabible of reproducing much quicker and greater numbers. it also had a nasty habit of burrowing into it's prey by eating the flesh over the course of a few days. while rarely fatal except in large numbers, they were quite the annoyance for any animal, land or sea.
, in more ways than one.Awesome.OOC: Inspiration strikes! Many thanks and apologies to Iggy for borrowing his galactic ideas.
I imagine that the previous researchers eventually left, after copying much information and bringing it out. But I think this storyline has a lot of potential.
Viparix: Lord_Iggy
Evolved from: Dolosyte
Genes (23): Crawling x2, Eating Dead Things x1, Plant Eating x1, Complex Stomach x1, Exoskeleton x1, Communal Behaviour x1, Claws x3, Water Retention x2, Lungs x2, Cold Resistance x1, Eyes x1, Walking x1, Flesh Eating x2, Brain Power x1, Live Young x1, Pack Hunter x1, Smelling x1
Description (optional): This branch of the Family Venatorixidae has continued to become more and more social. The most major change is that instead of laying a small clutch of water-dependent eggs, young are now incubated inside the bodies of adult Viparices. The animals have become more intelligent hunters, devising numerous strategies and passing them on from generation to generation. Finally, Viparices have evolved chemical-detection organs inside the air passages on their backs, with a second system on the face for directional scent detection.
Evolves to...
Audorix : Lord_Iggy
Evolved from: Viparix
Gene added (you can add two+1): Hearing, Water Retention, Brain Power
Gene removed (optional, max 2): None
Description (optional): The ever-successful Viparix has continued to advance. It has developed a variety of sensors around its body to detect vibrations in the air, to help sense prey, threats, or other points of interest. In pursuit of more and more potential prey, it has become better adapted to survive in dry conditions, spreading its range further into the dry lands. Finally, its increasing sensory power has necessitated the development of a larger brain, which in turn allows a greater amount of co-operation and successful hunting.
Evolved from: Dolosyte
Genes (23): Crawling x2, Eating Dead Things x1, Plant Eating x1, Complex Stomach x1, Exoskeleton x1, Communal Behaviour x1, Claws x3, Water Retention x2, Lungs x2, Cold Resistance x1, Eyes x1, Walking x1, Flesh Eating x2, Brain Power x1, Live Young x1, Pack Hunter x1, Smelling x1
Description (optional): This branch of the Family Venatorixidae has continued to become more and more social. The most major change is that instead of laying a small clutch of water-dependent eggs, young are now incubated inside the bodies of adult Viparices. The animals have become more intelligent hunters, devising numerous strategies and passing them on from generation to generation. Finally, Viparices have evolved chemical-detection organs inside the air passages on their backs, with a second system on the face for directional scent detection.
Evolves to...
Audorix : Lord_Iggy
Evolved from: Viparix
Gene added (you can add two+1): Hearing, Water Retention, Brain Power
Gene removed (optional, max 2): None
Description (optional): The ever-successful Viparix has continued to advance. It has developed a variety of sensors around its body to detect vibrations in the air, to help sense prey, threats, or other points of interest. In pursuit of more and more potential prey, it has become better adapted to survive in dry conditions, spreading its range further into the dry lands. Finally, its increasing sensory power has necessitated the development of a larger brain, which in turn allows a greater amount of co-operation and successful hunting.
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That's OK, Everyone makes mistakes.
Now time for business!
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Sextupler
Evolved from: Pentupler
New Genes(2): Parenting Instinct +1, Pack Hunting +1
Description: Since the first Quintupler and it's descendants came on to land they found it harder to catch meat an in the seas (With most other land animals being able to run/fly away or having better develop lungs an them to out crawl them). The strategy the Land Quintupler use was to have one or two of them trying ambush prey and when take it back to the herd but now the Sextupler got a new way to catch prey. By using their “smart” brains they have developed group tactics against prey. Prey now got to deal with groups of 5 to 8 Sextupler it once. The Pentupler while being very social creature's didn't play much care over there eggs after they have been lad. But Sextupler found that by guarding there eggs more of there offspring survive to adulthood.
@c&cciv3- Just a note, you might want to be careful, many species have gone extinct for moving into the same niche as other species, and you're moving into my turf. I'm not discouraging competition, I'm just saying that what you're doing is fairly risky.
Dibbler 3.0 went extinct because it became too similar to the Scuteryte, which had already saturated its niche.
Dibbler 3.0 went extinct because it became too similar to the Scuteryte, which had already saturated its niche.
c&cciv3
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@Lord Iggy- I will noted that, but at moment the way “I” see my Sextupler's is that a herd off them will see some Cronodids feeding on some plants, plants that my dudes wants to feed on too. So a hunting group will split up from the herd and go about killing the Cronodids and eating them (or at least get them to leave the feeding area) while the rest of the herd go about feeding plants which the Cronodid were feeding on! In this way my dude are removing my competition.
However this all depends on how Daft views this my dudes!
However this all depends on how Daft views this my dudes!
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