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February 1, 2008

Stacy: Fertilizer

“Is that…one of them?”

“Indeed. The Inxyi are telepathic, you see, their supraorbital process is completely fused with their zygomatic bone…they haven’t any optic foramen at all!”

“But why is that one still there? It’s obviously dead, shouldn’t they be removing the body?”

“I was getting to that… As I was saying, the Inxyi are completely telepathic, with only a vestigial sense of smell and touch, no sight whatsoever. So when one of them dies, it literally ceases to exist for the others.”

“Barbaric!”

“It’s just their way. And you won’t find richer soil in the entire system.”

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Comments

Don't you hate it when a bloody idea gets you in its bloody grip, turns out to be utter shite, yet stil won't let you go? The load of crap above is posted in homage to that feeling.

Posted by: Stacy at February 1, 2008 4:52 PM · Permalink

Oh, well, I liked it. : )

Posted by: Sealyon at February 1, 2008 5:56 PM · Permalink