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Player Information
Name: Amy
Age: 22
AIM SN: socksaresocky
email: ladyvoldything@gmail.com
Have you played in an LJ based game before? Yep!
Currrently Played Characters: Chuck Shurley (paterelohim), Mary Winchester (momchester)
Conditional: Activity Check Link: Here. I've been on hiatus and thus extremely slow this month, but I made an effort to show what activity I did have this month. My slowness-causing IRL circumstances end mid-May, as well.
Character Information
General
Canon Source: Animorphs
Canon Format: books
Character's Name: Edriss 562/Visser One
Character's Age: Edriss: advanced/mid-adulthood. Eva: early forties.
* * IMPORTANT NOTE: Visser One is a Yeerk, a parasitic brain slug (think Wrath of Khan) that humps your brain and basically possesses you. Eva, the human woman, is her host body. By mod approval, I am including both Eva and Edriss here, as one entity. Eva, as in canon, will be conscious a lot of the time that the Visser is, but utterly trapped inside her own mind. Her role is largely to internally bitch at Edriss, also true to canon; her relationship with Edriss is fairly important. The voice in Visser One's head that tells her to go fuck herself- at least, when the Visser is weak enough to let that voice come through. I plan to play them as one entity, pretty much- the details of how can be found in the powers section. As per the conditions of this arrangement, I'm writing some history and personality for Eva as well, as the beta half of this symbiosis.
What form will your character's NV take?
A small Yeerk-technology communicator that resembles something like a smartphone.
Abilities
Character's Canon Abilities:
Yeerks' already-mentioned ability to burrow into and control sentient beings gives them total access to the host's memories and physical abilities. However, Yeerk biology comes with one huge drawback: a dependency on a type of energy given off by the Yeerk home world's unique sun, called Kandrona rays. Off the home world Yeerks build Kandrona generators to supply pools filled with a sludgy liquid found in naturally occurring pools on their home planet. Every three days, they must leave their hosts and return to a pool, feeding on the Kandrona rays. Death by Kandrona starvation is slow and horrible, and the worst death imaginable.
Conditional: If your character has no superhuman canon abilities, what dormant ability will you give them?
Eva, Edriss' current host, has a change in brain biology brought on by the Core. She can now not retain consciousness while Edriss is outside of her head, making the formerly parasitic relationship a horrible symbiotic one. Edriss will still be able to take other hosts if she wants, but as long as she's out of Eva, Eva will basically be a vegetable- sleeping and cannot wake up, cannot be contacted, mind a blank.
Additionally, Edriss will never feel completely at home in any body but Eva's. That discomfort will serve as an IC deterrent from taking other hosts in-game.
Weapons: Two small Dracon beams, basically laser guns/phasers. She'll also have a portable Kandrona, good for one feeding, on her as well as a few small pieces of Yeerk tech stashed on her person.
History/Personality/Plans/etc.
Character History: Here.
As for Eva's history, very little is known. She married a man named Peter and had a son named Marco, and when her son was around 10 or 11 was taken by Edriss as the Yeerk's fifth human host body. Edriss used her for two years before faking her death by sailing accident, then going off to rejoin the Yeerk empire. Since then, she's been going along for the ride as Eva's unwilling warm body.
Point in Canon: The beginning of #30 The Reunion, before the Animorphs have reached out to her.
Character Personality:
The first thing you have to understand about Edriss is that she is a conqueror. Visser is the highest rank in the Yeerk Empire, with the status of Visser One as the highest-ranking general and leader, subordinate only to the ruling body Council of Thirteen. She didn't get there by being soft and squishy, and definitely not by being stupid. Everything she is and has trained to be is ruthless, relentless, harsh and absolutely, brutally ice-cold. Killing subordinates, sentencing them to torture, enslaving sentient beings for her needs, working to dominate entire galaxies through locked-in psychological horror, killing her own friends and unhesitatingly turning on political rivals if it meant a gain for her: all this is an average Tuesday in the life of a Yeerk Visser.
Politics and the military: such is her world. In military and dominance she is all strategy, seeing ten chess moves ahead at all times and never wanting to act unless she sees what the outcome might be. Her cunning can't be underestimated, nor her creativity. Where other Yeerks saw a species of weak apes who could be taken by force, Visser One understood inside a year the nuances of human strength, weakness, exploitability, indomitability, and how to manipulate them on a grand scale. Hers is the long game. Hers is a life of incredible, inerring patience. She has never intentionally made the mistake of underestimating an enemy, and once she realizes she has it's a mistake she damn well learns from. Visser One is very much the type to get in an Enemy Mine or Worthy Opponent type of relationship.
Still, that doesn't stop her from unflinchingly cutting down those in her way. Even when she has genuine affection or sympathy for someone, emotion always comes secondary to purpose. That includes pride: some of her rivals are known for hubris and dangerous bombast that trips them up. Not that Visser One isn't proud or arrogant - she is, severely so - but she would rather survive in the gutter than go down in a blaze of glory.
Here we see more of the politician in her- that ruthlessness, the cunning, but also the potential for gutless survival instincts. When pressed, she isn't above using any means necessary to achieve her ends, even if it means calling her worst foe and enemy of the Empire to take down a political rival and save herself.
As a leader, though, she is inspiring. Visser One has that title for a reason. She's no soul-crushing dictator: whenever someone is nearby, she wants to control them, to lead them, to make them hers not just by force, but in loyalty and spirit. She expects and demands it from those around her who she thinks she has shown mercy, even her one-time long-term host body named Allison, because she thought she had been good to Allison. An understanding of Machiavellian ideals comes strong, of the balance of love and fear: make someone beneath you understand that you hold them in your hands, and you will have them forever. Visser One intuitively grasps basic needs for belonging and leadership, and uses them hard to her advantage. She manipulates and lies as easily as breathing. Indeed, it's how every Controller (person hosting a Yeerk) lives their life.
But there is nuance! Oh, if Visser One is a creature of purely anything, it would be nuance. She murders, but she loves life. She enslaves and believes herself superior, but respects those inferior to her. She hates, but she knows the unique weakness of love. Visser One is an alien, but she's a little bit human.
You see, she fell in love once. She had children once. That's where the less militaristic side of her came out- the part that's willing to negotiate, that sees shades of gray between the black and white lines, the neutral or chaotic in her that tripped her up. She made a bargain with her early host Allison, the one who taught her so much about passion and human intensity, about live-free-or-die. She and the subordinate helping her learn about Earth fell in love, and they using their human hosts had children. Actual, live human children- an incredible act of host-sympathy and treason against the Empire, and Edriss didn't give a flying fuck. It was a selfish enjoyment of life, a depth that she had never known before, a giving into what felt good and embracing the maternity that fed deep-down feelings she wasn't comfortable with.
Allison's neurochemical responses to her own children bled over into Edriss, helping her to love the children more than maybe a Yeerk would have. To this day, Edriss still feels things more deeply and wildly than most others of her race. She loves those children, even if she didn't hesitate to kill their biological mother Allison, even if she didn't hesitate to plan for humanity's enslavement. She did love them enough to change her plans completely- without them, Visser One would have advocated for all-out war on Earth. But that carried a risk of killing her babies (twins, Darwin and Madra), and she couldn't accept that. So she produced a plan of slow infiltration, and campaigned relentlessly to support it for many years after, to her own personal detriment and to the ultimate detriment of the Empire.
Why? The same reason any mother goes to great lengths to protect her children.
Love.
A love she was put on trial for, and nearly executed. A love that still shows her capable of extending her twisted and ultimately controlling affections to others. She can feel attraction, have sex, carry a torch for years - though she will hide that softer side of herself utterly, unable to accept anyone knowing about what she understands to be her weakness. Visser One has a strange love of humanity, of Earth, of what it is to laugh and love and live, to be human. However, Edriss is not human, and how she expresses her love is uniquely Yeerk. When musing on the love of her children and lamenting that her son is a Controller (a Yeerk host), she determines to meet her daughter again some day. She will raise her daughter and tell her about where she came from and who she is, Edriss decides, and Madra will love her.
And if she doesn't? Well, she'll just put a loyal Yeerk in Madra's head and force her to love her. Then she'll have no choice.
That is how a Yeerk loves.
EVA.
Now, this terrible and formidable thing has been, for years, controlling the same host body: Eva. Once upon a time, Eva was a normal woman, a Latina woman from Southern California with a husband and a beautiful soft-hearted son. A woman who laughed loud and loved well, someone with ambition and drive and a clear sense of balance and her place in the world. She knew how to clear her head when things were tough, loved her family, and once in a while wished, under her happiness at home, for a taste of something greater. Once upon a time, her biggest concerns were paying the mortgage and getting her husband to come home from work earlier.
Once.
Four years of locked-in slavery under the thrall of a mass-murdering alien conqueror has changed her. Four years living inside her own mind has driven her just a little bit crazy. All this time, the only thing keeping her from succumbing to Edriss' everlasting control hatred for that alien slug bitch who took her life, robbed her son of a mother, and worked to destroy the human race with her own body. Hate has been all she's had to hold onto...
...And it's made her a hard, embittered person. She passes her and Visser One's days by jeering at her puppetmaster, taunting and protesting and calling her names, getting to know Edriss and picking at any weakness with a helpless ferocity. She still loves her son fiercely, would still do anything to protect him, but she's plumbed depths of hatred she never thought possible. Now, the love and goodwill are all bundled up with a borderline psychotic desire to see anything and everything horrible happen to Edriss, no matter the cost. She'd let herself be killed horribly if it meant taking Visser One down with her.
Such is her life. She's resigned to her fate.
Character Plans: To get Visser One involved with SERO and experimentation, as well as lending what Yeerk technology she'll have on her, as more advanced than almost anything in the Port, to efforts towards cracking the secret of of the Core and getting them all home. I'm also gonna experiment with developing her extremely latent humanity. With Eva's brand new inability to function on her own, they'll be forced to operate even more as one entity than before, but with +9000 angry hissing at each other.
Appearance/PB: Leonor Varela.
Writing Samples
First Person Sample
. . . . .anonymous text | untraceable
Hello, Siren's Port. I come before you with a desperate plea.
[Visser One is no fool. First she takes a few hours to scan the networks and sort through enormous amounts of archived data. What she finds is interesting: evidence of Earth mythological figures, inhuman creatures proudly identifying as alien. People obviously from worlds far more advanced than Earth.
Still, she chooses anonymity. No sense in publicly humbling herself and exposing her Achilles Heel.]
I am a new arrival to this world in serious need of help. My species needs a certain kind of sustenance that we can't find outside of our home world.
I need help, or I will die.
I need someone with highly advanced technological capabilities to help me. Fortunately, I have the means to feed myself temporarily, which you can adapt for your purposes in creating a larger generator. Without it, I will starve to death painfully within a week.
Please, I beg you. Compensation will be given in whatever manner I'm capable, once I can concentrate on anything other than survival. I assure you, I am far from helpless, and will pay my debt in full. Anyone who chooses to assure my long-term survival stands to gain much from the bargain.
Third Person Sample
Visser One took her apartment key, coupons, and company pamphlets from the human Greeter with a slightly dazed look. Yes, she said, I understand, of course I do. One last meaningless reassurance full of empty words from the ridiculous man, and she was on her way, pushed off towards the apartment building nearby. Too many stairs to get to the sixth floor - too many for even Eva's body, which had grown harder and muscled from running around enormous Blade and Pool ships for so many years. Too long to get to the apartment she was told was hers.
Just long enough that, by the time she locked the door behind her and took in the squalor she was expected to live in, the Visser's head had just started to clear. Some of the sickness and soreness was working itself from her limbs, while other knots or bruises only grew worse from exertion. Ridiculous, she thought, and savored the pain- as uniquely pointed as it was in a human body, she was grateful at times for the marvels and senses of these carbon shells.
Fortunately, Eva wasn't privy to that thought. It would have made her whine and rant annoyingly, and Edriss wasn't at all sure she could take that right now without being tempted to stuff her mouth full of that berry she's so allergic to. In a few stumbling motions she dropped the portable Kandrona, her purse, shoved the door shut. Kicking off her shoes drew a groan of sheer relief, and sinking back against the peeling wall in a moment of dizzying weakness. It was half physical hurt, half pricklings of the beginnings of Kandrona thirst.
< I told you those shoes were horrible. > Eva's voice in her head, unwanted and barely-acknowledged- ah, and to think Edriss was almost starting to miss her. The human had been utterly quiet ever since they came to this ridiculous place. A delayed reaction, Visser One supposed, to the disorientation of whatever transfer beam abducted them.
< Yes, and I'll make sure to take your fashion advice next time, > came her easy answering sneer. Edriss was too weak to silence Eva's voice inside her head today, so she had no choice but to put up with it- to engage, even. < Don't you understand there's something bigger going on? >
She probably looked insane, standing there staring at a cracking mirror as intently as if it could talk back. While utter silence fell in the room, the Yeerk maintained a rousing conversation with the mind of the human whose body she lives in. Eva, a prisoner inside her own head. Edriss had no patience for it at all. None whatsoever, so she busied herself with getting out a basic communicator from her pocket, and searching the skies for Yeerk ships, friendly or otherwise.
< How much of that did you hear? > Edriss continued, fiddling impatiently with the unresponsive communicator. She was irrationally irritated at having to choose between a barrage of questions or rehashing the so-called Greeters' information.
Or maybe that was the fact that nothing was showing up. No answer. No proof of any ships near Earth at all, Yeerk or otherwise- not even the little Skrit Na pods that usually flitted around this star system. Visser One brushed her hair from her eyes and kept working. It was impossible, these readings- these lack of readings, lack of signal, lack of anything. Impossible.
< Enough to know that you're completely screwed. > The raw hate humans like Eva were capable of stunned her sometimes. This woman couldn't hide anything from Edriss, so as soon as Eva thought of it she figured it out too.
< Be quiet. > Edriss answered roughly.
< You know it's true, Edriss- there's no Yeerk ship here. >
< Shut up. >
< -No Kandrona, nothing to feed you, > came the jeering from inside their - her - own mind. < You only have enough for one feeding, and then you're gonna die. You're going to DIE, and I get to watch you suffer, you- >
"Shut UP." She screamed it into the silent room, throwing the mirror from the wall in a fit of rage. Seconds passed. She waited for a jeering, hateful answer.
Nothing. Visser One's desperate anger gave her the strength to silence Eva. In the relative peace, Edriss began to pick her way delicately through the shattered glass covering the floor.
She had work to do.
Name: Amy
Age: 22
AIM SN: socksaresocky
email: ladyvoldything@gmail.com
Have you played in an LJ based game before? Yep!
Currrently Played Characters: Chuck Shurley (
paterelohim), Mary Winchester (momchester)Conditional: Activity Check Link: Here. I've been on hiatus and thus extremely slow this month, but I made an effort to show what activity I did have this month. My slowness-causing IRL circumstances end mid-May, as well.
Character Information
General
Canon Source: Animorphs
Canon Format: books
Character's Name: Edriss 562/Visser One
Character's Age: Edriss: advanced/mid-adulthood. Eva: early forties.
* * IMPORTANT NOTE: Visser One is a Yeerk, a parasitic brain slug (think Wrath of Khan) that humps your brain and basically possesses you. Eva, the human woman, is her host body. By mod approval, I am including both Eva and Edriss here, as one entity. Eva, as in canon, will be conscious a lot of the time that the Visser is, but utterly trapped inside her own mind. Her role is largely to internally bitch at Edriss, also true to canon; her relationship with Edriss is fairly important. The voice in Visser One's head that tells her to go fuck herself- at least, when the Visser is weak enough to let that voice come through. I plan to play them as one entity, pretty much- the details of how can be found in the powers section. As per the conditions of this arrangement, I'm writing some history and personality for Eva as well, as the beta half of this symbiosis.
What form will your character's NV take?
A small Yeerk-technology communicator that resembles something like a smartphone.
Abilities
Character's Canon Abilities:
Yeerks' already-mentioned ability to burrow into and control sentient beings gives them total access to the host's memories and physical abilities. However, Yeerk biology comes with one huge drawback: a dependency on a type of energy given off by the Yeerk home world's unique sun, called Kandrona rays. Off the home world Yeerks build Kandrona generators to supply pools filled with a sludgy liquid found in naturally occurring pools on their home planet. Every three days, they must leave their hosts and return to a pool, feeding on the Kandrona rays. Death by Kandrona starvation is slow and horrible, and the worst death imaginable.
Conditional: If your character has no superhuman canon abilities, what dormant ability will you give them?
Eva, Edriss' current host, has a change in brain biology brought on by the Core. She can now not retain consciousness while Edriss is outside of her head, making the formerly parasitic relationship a horrible symbiotic one. Edriss will still be able to take other hosts if she wants, but as long as she's out of Eva, Eva will basically be a vegetable- sleeping and cannot wake up, cannot be contacted, mind a blank.
Additionally, Edriss will never feel completely at home in any body but Eva's. That discomfort will serve as an IC deterrent from taking other hosts in-game.
Weapons: Two small Dracon beams, basically laser guns/phasers. She'll also have a portable Kandrona, good for one feeding, on her as well as a few small pieces of Yeerk tech stashed on her person.
History/Personality/Plans/etc.
Character History: Here.
As for Eva's history, very little is known. She married a man named Peter and had a son named Marco, and when her son was around 10 or 11 was taken by Edriss as the Yeerk's fifth human host body. Edriss used her for two years before faking her death by sailing accident, then going off to rejoin the Yeerk empire. Since then, she's been going along for the ride as Eva's unwilling warm body.
Point in Canon: The beginning of #30 The Reunion, before the Animorphs have reached out to her.
Character Personality:
The first thing you have to understand about Edriss is that she is a conqueror. Visser is the highest rank in the Yeerk Empire, with the status of Visser One as the highest-ranking general and leader, subordinate only to the ruling body Council of Thirteen. She didn't get there by being soft and squishy, and definitely not by being stupid. Everything she is and has trained to be is ruthless, relentless, harsh and absolutely, brutally ice-cold. Killing subordinates, sentencing them to torture, enslaving sentient beings for her needs, working to dominate entire galaxies through locked-in psychological horror, killing her own friends and unhesitatingly turning on political rivals if it meant a gain for her: all this is an average Tuesday in the life of a Yeerk Visser.
Politics and the military: such is her world. In military and dominance she is all strategy, seeing ten chess moves ahead at all times and never wanting to act unless she sees what the outcome might be. Her cunning can't be underestimated, nor her creativity. Where other Yeerks saw a species of weak apes who could be taken by force, Visser One understood inside a year the nuances of human strength, weakness, exploitability, indomitability, and how to manipulate them on a grand scale. Hers is the long game. Hers is a life of incredible, inerring patience. She has never intentionally made the mistake of underestimating an enemy, and once she realizes she has it's a mistake she damn well learns from. Visser One is very much the type to get in an Enemy Mine or Worthy Opponent type of relationship.
Still, that doesn't stop her from unflinchingly cutting down those in her way. Even when she has genuine affection or sympathy for someone, emotion always comes secondary to purpose. That includes pride: some of her rivals are known for hubris and dangerous bombast that trips them up. Not that Visser One isn't proud or arrogant - she is, severely so - but she would rather survive in the gutter than go down in a blaze of glory.
Here we see more of the politician in her- that ruthlessness, the cunning, but also the potential for gutless survival instincts. When pressed, she isn't above using any means necessary to achieve her ends, even if it means calling her worst foe and enemy of the Empire to take down a political rival and save herself.
As a leader, though, she is inspiring. Visser One has that title for a reason. She's no soul-crushing dictator: whenever someone is nearby, she wants to control them, to lead them, to make them hers not just by force, but in loyalty and spirit. She expects and demands it from those around her who she thinks she has shown mercy, even her one-time long-term host body named Allison, because she thought she had been good to Allison. An understanding of Machiavellian ideals comes strong, of the balance of love and fear: make someone beneath you understand that you hold them in your hands, and you will have them forever. Visser One intuitively grasps basic needs for belonging and leadership, and uses them hard to her advantage. She manipulates and lies as easily as breathing. Indeed, it's how every Controller (person hosting a Yeerk) lives their life.
But there is nuance! Oh, if Visser One is a creature of purely anything, it would be nuance. She murders, but she loves life. She enslaves and believes herself superior, but respects those inferior to her. She hates, but she knows the unique weakness of love. Visser One is an alien, but she's a little bit human.
You see, she fell in love once. She had children once. That's where the less militaristic side of her came out- the part that's willing to negotiate, that sees shades of gray between the black and white lines, the neutral or chaotic in her that tripped her up. She made a bargain with her early host Allison, the one who taught her so much about passion and human intensity, about live-free-or-die. She and the subordinate helping her learn about Earth fell in love, and they using their human hosts had children. Actual, live human children- an incredible act of host-sympathy and treason against the Empire, and Edriss didn't give a flying fuck. It was a selfish enjoyment of life, a depth that she had never known before, a giving into what felt good and embracing the maternity that fed deep-down feelings she wasn't comfortable with.
Allison's neurochemical responses to her own children bled over into Edriss, helping her to love the children more than maybe a Yeerk would have. To this day, Edriss still feels things more deeply and wildly than most others of her race. She loves those children, even if she didn't hesitate to kill their biological mother Allison, even if she didn't hesitate to plan for humanity's enslavement. She did love them enough to change her plans completely- without them, Visser One would have advocated for all-out war on Earth. But that carried a risk of killing her babies (twins, Darwin and Madra), and she couldn't accept that. So she produced a plan of slow infiltration, and campaigned relentlessly to support it for many years after, to her own personal detriment and to the ultimate detriment of the Empire.
Why? The same reason any mother goes to great lengths to protect her children.
Love.
A love she was put on trial for, and nearly executed. A love that still shows her capable of extending her twisted and ultimately controlling affections to others. She can feel attraction, have sex, carry a torch for years - though she will hide that softer side of herself utterly, unable to accept anyone knowing about what she understands to be her weakness. Visser One has a strange love of humanity, of Earth, of what it is to laugh and love and live, to be human. However, Edriss is not human, and how she expresses her love is uniquely Yeerk. When musing on the love of her children and lamenting that her son is a Controller (a Yeerk host), she determines to meet her daughter again some day. She will raise her daughter and tell her about where she came from and who she is, Edriss decides, and Madra will love her.
And if she doesn't? Well, she'll just put a loyal Yeerk in Madra's head and force her to love her. Then she'll have no choice.
That is how a Yeerk loves.
Now, this terrible and formidable thing has been, for years, controlling the same host body: Eva. Once upon a time, Eva was a normal woman, a Latina woman from Southern California with a husband and a beautiful soft-hearted son. A woman who laughed loud and loved well, someone with ambition and drive and a clear sense of balance and her place in the world. She knew how to clear her head when things were tough, loved her family, and once in a while wished, under her happiness at home, for a taste of something greater. Once upon a time, her biggest concerns were paying the mortgage and getting her husband to come home from work earlier.
Once.
Four years of locked-in slavery under the thrall of a mass-murdering alien conqueror has changed her. Four years living inside her own mind has driven her just a little bit crazy. All this time, the only thing keeping her from succumbing to Edriss' everlasting control hatred for that alien slug bitch who took her life, robbed her son of a mother, and worked to destroy the human race with her own body. Hate has been all she's had to hold onto...
...And it's made her a hard, embittered person. She passes her and Visser One's days by jeering at her puppetmaster, taunting and protesting and calling her names, getting to know Edriss and picking at any weakness with a helpless ferocity. She still loves her son fiercely, would still do anything to protect him, but she's plumbed depths of hatred she never thought possible. Now, the love and goodwill are all bundled up with a borderline psychotic desire to see anything and everything horrible happen to Edriss, no matter the cost. She'd let herself be killed horribly if it meant taking Visser One down with her.
Such is her life. She's resigned to her fate.
Character Plans: To get Visser One involved with SERO and experimentation, as well as lending what Yeerk technology she'll have on her, as more advanced than almost anything in the Port, to efforts towards cracking the secret of of the Core and getting them all home. I'm also gonna experiment with developing her extremely latent humanity. With Eva's brand new inability to function on her own, they'll be forced to operate even more as one entity than before, but with +9000 angry hissing at each other.
Appearance/PB: Leonor Varela.
Writing Samples
First Person Sample
. . . . .anonymous text | untraceable
Hello, Siren's Port. I come before you with a desperate plea.
[Visser One is no fool. First she takes a few hours to scan the networks and sort through enormous amounts of archived data. What she finds is interesting: evidence of Earth mythological figures, inhuman creatures proudly identifying as alien. People obviously from worlds far more advanced than Earth.
Still, she chooses anonymity. No sense in publicly humbling herself and exposing her Achilles Heel.]
I am a new arrival to this world in serious need of help. My species needs a certain kind of sustenance that we can't find outside of our home world.
I need help, or I will die.
I need someone with highly advanced technological capabilities to help me. Fortunately, I have the means to feed myself temporarily, which you can adapt for your purposes in creating a larger generator. Without it, I will starve to death painfully within a week.
Please, I beg you. Compensation will be given in whatever manner I'm capable, once I can concentrate on anything other than survival. I assure you, I am far from helpless, and will pay my debt in full. Anyone who chooses to assure my long-term survival stands to gain much from the bargain.
Third Person Sample
Visser One took her apartment key, coupons, and company pamphlets from the human Greeter with a slightly dazed look. Yes, she said, I understand, of course I do. One last meaningless reassurance full of empty words from the ridiculous man, and she was on her way, pushed off towards the apartment building nearby. Too many stairs to get to the sixth floor - too many for even Eva's body, which had grown harder and muscled from running around enormous Blade and Pool ships for so many years. Too long to get to the apartment she was told was hers.
Just long enough that, by the time she locked the door behind her and took in the squalor she was expected to live in, the Visser's head had just started to clear. Some of the sickness and soreness was working itself from her limbs, while other knots or bruises only grew worse from exertion. Ridiculous, she thought, and savored the pain- as uniquely pointed as it was in a human body, she was grateful at times for the marvels and senses of these carbon shells.
Fortunately, Eva wasn't privy to that thought. It would have made her whine and rant annoyingly, and Edriss wasn't at all sure she could take that right now without being tempted to stuff her mouth full of that berry she's so allergic to. In a few stumbling motions she dropped the portable Kandrona, her purse, shoved the door shut. Kicking off her shoes drew a groan of sheer relief, and sinking back against the peeling wall in a moment of dizzying weakness. It was half physical hurt, half pricklings of the beginnings of Kandrona thirst.
< I told you those shoes were horrible. > Eva's voice in her head, unwanted and barely-acknowledged- ah, and to think Edriss was almost starting to miss her. The human had been utterly quiet ever since they came to this ridiculous place. A delayed reaction, Visser One supposed, to the disorientation of whatever transfer beam abducted them.
< Yes, and I'll make sure to take your fashion advice next time, > came her easy answering sneer. Edriss was too weak to silence Eva's voice inside her head today, so she had no choice but to put up with it- to engage, even. < Don't you understand there's something bigger going on? >
She probably looked insane, standing there staring at a cracking mirror as intently as if it could talk back. While utter silence fell in the room, the Yeerk maintained a rousing conversation with the mind of the human whose body she lives in. Eva, a prisoner inside her own head. Edriss had no patience for it at all. None whatsoever, so she busied herself with getting out a basic communicator from her pocket, and searching the skies for Yeerk ships, friendly or otherwise.
< How much of that did you hear? > Edriss continued, fiddling impatiently with the unresponsive communicator. She was irrationally irritated at having to choose between a barrage of questions or rehashing the so-called Greeters' information.
Or maybe that was the fact that nothing was showing up. No answer. No proof of any ships near Earth at all, Yeerk or otherwise- not even the little Skrit Na pods that usually flitted around this star system. Visser One brushed her hair from her eyes and kept working. It was impossible, these readings- these lack of readings, lack of signal, lack of anything. Impossible.
< Enough to know that you're completely screwed. > The raw hate humans like Eva were capable of stunned her sometimes. This woman couldn't hide anything from Edriss, so as soon as Eva thought of it she figured it out too.
< Be quiet. > Edriss answered roughly.
< You know it's true, Edriss- there's no Yeerk ship here. >
< Shut up. >
< -No Kandrona, nothing to feed you, > came the jeering from inside their - her - own mind. < You only have enough for one feeding, and then you're gonna die. You're going to DIE, and I get to watch you suffer, you- >
"Shut UP." She screamed it into the silent room, throwing the mirror from the wall in a fit of rage. Seconds passed. She waited for a jeering, hateful answer.
Nothing. Visser One's desperate anger gave her the strength to silence Eva. In the relative peace, Edriss began to pick her way delicately through the shattered glass covering the floor.
She had work to do.