Vek wasn't like the other Hork-Bajir there. He was different. He was smart. They were slower than he was. They didn't learn as much as he did. Vek found himself thirsty for knowledge. Every experience was a blessing to him.
They had said he was special. They said he was a Seer. He didn't know if he liked being special.
But at least it invited more experiences. For the man in charge of all of this was coming to see him, they had told Vek. Visser Three, he was called. Vek waited for him in anticipation. He wondered what Visser meant, and what they intended for him.
Post by Visser Three (Esplin 9466) on Jan 28, 2015 2:17:48 GMT -6
The Visser was due to inspect the cloning facilities for the Hork-Bajir. They'd recently expanded and added one on the surface of Earth, and the Visser had been informed of some interesting news. Apparently, there had been an unusual side effect of their genetic manipulation; they had quite accidentally created a Seer. It was a rare genetic anomaly - present in only one out of perhaps three or four thousand Hork-Bajir - and yet they had one. Esplin was interested to see how the increased intelligence of this Hork-Bajir affected its capabilities... both as far as military training went, and conditioning to accept its Yeerk when it came of age to receive it. Would it be willing to cooperate? Who knew?
Well, he'd just have to see for himself.
There was a clopping of hooves inside the facility, and Vek would hear a wide-broadcast thought-speak voice for the first time. <Where is the Seer?> came the voice, so strange.
"This way," a human voice answered. Footsteps and hoofsteps rang out through the halls, until a bizarre blue creature stood in front of Vek's cell, looking at him with four eyes (before the stalk-eyes wandered to other subjects, anyway.)
<So,> the Visser said, now directly addressing the Hork-Bajir Seer. <You are the one they call Vek Notur?>
Vek was shocked to hear the voice. Where was that voice coming from? Why was it in his head?
He brought his claws to his head, poking at it. He didn't know why someone was speaking in his head. Why did it want him? "I'm right here," he said, to no-one in particular. He heard the noise coming in his direction, after Dr. Olsen answered. He didn't know what to make of it, so he watched curiously.
As the blue-furred creature appeared. What was that? And why was he speaking in his voice? Those eyes were creepy...and that tail. Sharp and deadly. "I am Vek Notur. You are...the Visser? You are...in my head."
Post by Visser Three (Esplin 9466) on Jan 29, 2015 1:41:25 GMT -6
<Simple thought-speak,> the Visser said coolly. <It is an Andalite's gift. With no mouths to speak, they have evolved other means of communication.> He could tell just by this brief small talk that Vek was indeed different from the other Hork-Bajir. A true Seer. The Andalite-Controller eye-smiled at the Hork-Bajir male.
<I hear that you're quite special,> the Visser continued, eye-smiling again. <What's your opinion on yourself? The Yeerks? I'm afraid that I'm not so familiar with whatever you've been taught about us thusfar.>
The Visser was indeed the one speaking in his head. But he was not literally in his head. He heard it in his mind. The Visser must have been projecting it. Vek took in the Visser’s words, nodding in response—a human gesture, picked up from the doctor.
Visser Three went on to ask Vek for his opinion on himself. “I am not sure what to think of myself. I am very different. I talk and think differently from all Hork-Bajir in the facility, and I am growing to be bigger than the guards. I only hope that I will be accepted.” It was difficult for Vek to accept himself, for what he was. He felt so different. He felt so alone, not to mention unstimulated. “I want to learn more. About anything. About everything.”
The Visser was unfamiliar on what he had been taught about the Yeerks. Vek now answered his other question. “From what I have heard, the Yeerk and the host share a symbiotic relationship. You restore order and advance the species, give them a place, and in return, bodies are shared. What is it like, sharing the body like that? I am curious what Yeerk I will be sharing mine with.”
Post by Visser Three (Esplin 9466) on Jan 31, 2015 1:17:46 GMT -6
<Ah, very good,> the Visser said, 'nodding' in approval. <Yes. That is correct; we are very caring with our host bodies. Some species actually come to us for our help. They find our ability to control them to be very helpful.> A partial truth, anyway; the Taxxons had surrendered to them, desperate for help with their unceasing hunger.
Good. So this Hork-Bajir was trained to see them as allies. As friends, even. Glorious benefactors and benevolent, peaceful symbionts. The Visser actually might have felt a little sorry to see this picture Vek had of them ruined... but only a little. He'd learn the truth in time. They always did. No matter.
<As for sharing your body,> the Visser said, <It's much like what you're feeling now. Just imagine that there is another.... presence in your mind. A gentle, nudging voice in your head.> As good a lie as any, he supposed. Many Yeerks were far less than gentle.
Vek wondered if that included the Hork-Bajir. Did they lose control? Become less intelligent? Or something? There were so many things he did not know anything about.
He wished he could know more about them.
The Visser continued, saying that it was pretty much like what he was hearing now. Another 'presence' within his mind, 'nudging' him 'gently'. Though...this merely felt like a voice in his head. His actions were his own. "And what does the Yeerk want in return? Control? Or sustenance? Also...what species? Do the Yeerks make the Hork-Bajir more intelligent? What of your own host? I heard the Andalites were evil. That I was being raised to fight them."
Post by Visser Three (Esplin 9466) on Jan 31, 2015 20:40:13 GMT -6
<Time for more clever lies,> Alloran scoffed in their head.
<Quiet,> the Visser growled. Alloran was usually quiet, but he did, on occasion, make a smart remark. It was true in this case, though; the Visser had to think of something clever for this one. He might have been a captive-bred Hork-Bajir, but he was also a Seer. That meant that he might also be clever enough to peer through a thinly-masked lie.
<We want to experience the world,> the Visser responded. <You see, in our natural bodies, we are helpless. Deaf. Blind. But when we take a host... it's as though a new world has opened up. We just want to see the universe as other beings see it. We don't make our hosts more intelligent, however. As for mine, this Andalite and I have an... understanding. He sees the world the way that we do.>
<You wish,> Alloran said weakly, settling back into his corner. The Visser would do what he wished. Alloran had given up fighting him long ago.
“I see,” Vek replied. He felt sorry for them, as he did for the Hork-Bajir. The Hork-Bajir had limited knowledge, and the Yeerks were blind and helpless. He couldn’t help looking up at the Visser’s forehead. That, he assumed, was where the Yeerk would be. “And the Yeerk would live here?” he said, tapping his head. “Do you know what Yeerk I in particular will be given?”
Post by Visser Three (Esplin 9466) on Feb 2, 2015 21:36:05 GMT -6
<We live in the host's head, yes, or wherever a creature's brain is located.> the Visser responded with an Andalite nod. <Though only for three Earth days at a time. We must return to the Pools to feed and replenish our strength,else we starve in a host-body.> He saw no harm in letting this detail slip; once the Hork-Bajir was infested, he would learn that anyway. Besides, it wasn't as though there would be much of anything he could do with that detail.
<As for who you will receive, Vek, I have one of my trusted lieutenants picked out especially.>
“Three days,” Vek repeated. “That would make exploration difficult.” Humans would call it an ‘Achilles heel’ “Though, I suppose your scientists are hard at work trying to find a way to lengthen that amount of time,” the Seer inferred.
Visser Three said that eh would be getting one of his most trusted lieutenants. At that, Vek brightened. “Can you tell me about him? Or it…her? And what we would be doing? Killing Andalites?” He was being taught to fight with his blades, after all. And what else to do but to kill the Andalite filth with them.
Post by Visser Three (Esplin 9466) on Feb 18, 2015 21:50:58 GMT -6
<We have scientists working on the time limitation, yes,> the Visser responded. <Research has been slow, unfortunately. As for your Yeerk partner, his name is Silar Five-Eight-Two. He was among one of the original Yeerks to escape from the home-world, you see; he's one of the oldest and wisest of us. He's also the best Hork-Bajir warrior that I have ever seen, preferring Hork-Bajir hosts over any other. You'll see when you meet him.>
<As for what you'll be doing... Killing Andalites, yes,> the Visser said with a nod. <But also training others to fight like you do. Keeping the Empire secure from the Andalite menace, in any way you can!> He laughed. <A truly noble cause, wouldn't you say?
“Wow,” Vek said with surprise. This Silar seemed impressive. Intimidating, in fact. He could just imagine sharing his mind with such a skilled soldier, and such a wise and ancient individual.
“Yes, a truly noble cause.” He said this with a Hork-Bajir smile. He was quite certain he could do good for the Empire. He and Silar, that was. In partnership. “I've been learning to fight. And they are going to train me to fly a fighter. They're impressed with how fast I learn. I wish I could know why I'm so different. I wish there were more like me.” But at least, he had the human-Controllers to converse with. And he would have Silar, who was sounding more and more fascinating.
“And Andalites—what are they like?” he asked, tilting his head curiously. He figured that Visser Three would be one to know, considering he had one as a host.
Breaking the Fourth Wall IC Chat. What's said here doesn't effect the RP on the forum.
Leoff 568/Sub-Visser 19: And it was the Andalites who are responsible for it all happening. Have you ever heard of Prince Seerow?
Feb 28, 2015 1:37:01 GMT -6
Marco Ritz: You mean a pretty chill dude whose kindness was repaid by the Yeerks taking advantage of him? And let's say he's really bad, the whole Andalite race doesn't have to think they did it. It isn't like one guy equals the entire race.
Feb 28, 2015 1:40:30 GMT -6
Marco Ritz: And he wasn't the one screaming genocide, that would be Alloran.
Feb 28, 2015 1:41:22 GMT -6
Leona Marie Cabbell: I could see humans allowing the yeerks to stay and take voluntary hosts. They could also help our justice system. Instead of putting violent offenders in jail just up a yeerk in their head so their's no risk of them reoffending.
Feb 28, 2015 12:48:44 GMT -6
Leona Marie Cabbell: But I think the average yeerk prefers an all out invasion.
Feb 28, 2015 12:49:43 GMT -6
Forlin & Arliss 557: I favour a quid-pro-quo arrangement. Yeerk and host share everything. I've declined to share my laziness with Forlin, however, as he wouldn't benefit from it. -- Arliss
Feb 28, 2015 13:46:19 GMT -6
Forlin & Arliss 557: And of course, hosts must be voluntary. No involuntari3s. The others could be used in the Justice system. Perhaps the rest could acquire Hork Bajir and be soldiers? Morph them I mean.
Feb 28, 2015 13:48:33 GMT -6
Birchurawkp: Peace would be better than war. More beneficial to both sides.
Feb 28, 2015 21:10:29 GMT -6
Sazka 14: how would it benefit my people? Even the strictest of earth justice systems only jail 1/100 of their people, and we'd be giving up our other hosts. You'd condemn us to life of blindness and drudgery.
Mar 1, 2015 13:41:19 GMT -6
Leona Marie Cabbell: There is also of possibility of all Yeerks becoming Nothlits. Wouldn't it be ironic if the Andalites ended the war by sharing technology?
Mar 1, 2015 17:02:47 GMT -6
Birchurawkp: I would assume any Yeerks that wouldn't comply would be sent offworld to be dealt with. The fate of the Yeerks shouldn't be entirely up to any one species. Andalites are too close and humans are too young to galatic matters.
Mar 1, 2015 19:36:26 GMT -6
Birchurawkp: And if some Yeerks got morphing powers and became nothlits then you wouldn't be blind to the world.
Mar 1, 2015 19:36:53 GMT -6
Sazka 14: so my race should be extinguished then?
Mar 1, 2015 22:06:11 GMT -6
Birchurawkp: No, of course not. No species should be eradicated. Each species provides a unique perspective on the galaxy. As a Yeaflon, I would never suggest genocide. If no Yeerks could live on Earth then to live on Earth they would have to become (c)
Mar 1, 2015 23:16:02 GMT -6
Birchurawkp: nothlits or move to a different world. My good friend Norpo is not someone who I think should be forced to leave his host Ti as she likes his company and he likes her.
Mar 1, 2015 23:16:42 GMT -6
Leona Marie Cabbell: Your race should learn to coexist with other races, rather then try to rule them.
Mar 4, 2015 17:18:54 GMT -6