(((B{I}Millions of gnarlyversal greetings! I have today's Daily US Reporter Press post to update you on the Interspecies War! 8/16/2O16 DAILY US REPORTER PRESS: AIR DEFENSE MEETS THE VULKANOID BOGIES Though much of the attention has been upon the Vulkanoids on land, not many there would think a lot on the battle being fought above you. No campaign can go freely to annihilate the ground attackers without meeting counter offensive of Vulkanoids in the air. Yes, friends, the enemy can fly as well! The variety of Vulkanoids that have taken over the air come by either diving from the Tubes that have enveloped the planet, or up from the surface, or simply stay floating in the sky without landing. One species, which are bulbous, web-winged, and three-eyed, and keep in their mouths a brain-like sac that expands until it bursts, prefer to throw themselves at aircraft suicidally to crash them. The reason they do this is unknown. The other notable type are the fleshy cubes that float around with unbreakable crossing tendrils to entrap their prey. If an aircraft happened to still be intact, this type would cover them up into a cocoon where it will be broken down and digested. Without the air defense, the defeat of the Vulkanoid outspread is further than ever. We now look to third-party research to try what we have not. It may be up to that outsider knowledge to get closer to a productive measure that works. Featured New Profile: Locations Fyriie The Mind Cosm Mine of Fyriie is a place of your wildest dreams, quite literally! This strange realm is not bound to physical laws, but is made up from the contribution of the Earth's Navigational consciousnesses from various Cosms. One could give credit to the Bershosh for the laying the ground work for what the living minds of Earth had fashioned into Fyriie. It is said only the mindset of a Navigator, living or dead, can enter Fyriie.
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(((B{I}Millions of gnarlyversal greetings! Pretty soon, you will be seeing many new badass characters, unusual places, as well as many extreme adventures which will manifest in GuT to add many dimensions to it. Among these, you will meet the one who will be the FACE of GuT and also the key antagonist who almost drove Omnikia to its end once before. Their conflict will be one to directly shift the gnarlyverse into a far freakier direction. The true heart of GuT will be exposed with the coming stories leading up the full novel series. I am ready to get to work right away! Millions of gnarlyversal farewells! Featured New Profile: Psychotropics Brain Knot Conjured up by the Cherokee medicine man, Buck Hagmo, alongside his cousin Osomo Binny, and their uncle, Donk Tloca, the Brain Knot (also known as Cannabis Tryptomania) strain of marijuana is famous for being the one and only of the plant species to take a user to the Mind Cosm Mine of Fyriie. Because half of the constituent breeds crossed to make the Brain Knot only exist in Fyriie, this is perhaps the rarest and most potent of all cannabis species found anywhere. Featured New Product:
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DAILY US REPORTER PRESS: REFUGE FROM THE WORLD IN THE BIG CITY Country-sides have become open season for the Vulkanoids to claim more victims as food. Being too strenuous to transport resources in the case of a Vulkanoid appearance, most people are now taking to the most fortified metropolises for protection. Certain cities where military arsenal can be concentrated to secure the populace have become the favorite refuge centers for even those who have lived far from the urban areas. For the continent of North America, the quick-made capital of militarized concentration is the city of Montreal, Canada because of the Underground City, which has now been most handy in housing the out-of-towners under one of the most structurally secured shelters in the world. None are complaining about being enclosed within the colossal electric walls of Montreal, and apparently or being so inside the city’s super-basement. We wish there was better news for St. Louis, Missouri, which was the first city to be hit with Vulkanoid activity and the National Guard has still been unable to rid it of the animal dwelling in its streets. The residents there have given that animal the name Toady, because of its green slippery reputation and the eerie croaking his kind makes. Most citizens have fled the city to make it to the greater standing encampments while whatever the military can use to keep those citizens safe is diminishing. If you do travel to encampment, remember that you are powerless when you do so on your own even with weapons, save you have invented something the military has not to ward off a Vulkanoid. In admittance, even the most well-protected convoys and caravans cannot muster a perfect defense in the case of larger Vulkanoids. Make the choice that makes you feel safer. (((B{I}Spacey Feed... Millions of gnarlyversal greetings! I may have explained it before, but I think it needs to specified more thoroughly as to why Spacey JC's GuT focuses on the A33D Cosm more than the others. Though there are moments that take place in the other Cosms that do not serve well for Omnikia, the most endangering and most sensitive of events are those taking place in the A33D Cosm. Not everybody's Cosm can develop exactly the same as the next, and the chances for a Cosm with so many consequential flaws in its natural mathematical law far exceeded comprehensibility. A33D happened to be the Cosm to develop so many instabilities, it was inevitable that it would to be the Cosm to doom all others. Is there any way to reverse this oblivion to Omnikia? Millions of gnarlyversal farewells! Featured New Profile: Location Reapers Swing One of the evilest set of highway curves, Reapers Swing has 82 wrecks and 46 fatalities to its name. This piece of highway was carved through Mark Twain Forest around the 1930s, and only damaged guard rails stand between you and the fifty nine foot drop-off at the sharpest into the solid concrete ancient drain. As it happens, this same drain is where the story gets crazier; for Fyriie may await the spelunker. Featured New Product:
GuT Variable Dig Take-Out Gift Box Spacey Feed... A million gnarlyversal greetings and blessings to you all! Spacey JC here after a technical delay. I've had a busy work schedule so it's been hard to make some new content, but I am doing my best! I will be putting together a new micro-book concerning the night the Vulkanoids arrived and the ICI crew who unfortunately were the first victims of it. The book will be called Tubes and will be FREE for those who signup for the Spacey Cave Club! A million gnarlyversal farewells! (((B{I} Featured New Profile: Psychotropics Psilocyclone Psilocyclone is the effect of the Donk Tloca's mixture made from the strongest mind-altering mushrooms of Fyriie. The Fyriie area of Earth is ripe with mushrooms, all with psychoactive properties if eaten, just the same for every plant or animal. The mixture is a powder that Donk sells pure, or bakes into sweets for purchase. The Psilocyclone is one of many psychotropic mixtures that would allow those of the physical Ni'Yan reality to enter Fyriie.
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A million damned gnarlyversal greetings, yuns! The past few days have been pretty dramatic, for sure, and it's getting weirder. We have left the Variable Era and have entered the Interspecies War Era, which has set Spaceycave.com's background with a fleshy Vulkanoid theme. Some of the pages will have their own continual specialized themes. And regarding the Spacey Cave Club, if you sign up for it, you will be getting FREE GuT Books for your digital reading devices that will NOT be available in the Spacey Store. Become a member and you'll get to read the hidden tales of GuT, and at some point, I will be giving out other FREE gifts to subscribers. Sign up today!
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The first species of Vulkanoid to arrive on the scene and which spread itself throughout the skies of Earth A33D, the Avakael Network and its Tubes are responsible for the planting of the others from their realm of Genen Duerta within the Gev' Enna Cosm. The Avakael Network is a large colony of merged Avakael buds that continuously spawn. The stalk that reaches from ground to sky is several kilometers tall and its foot happens to be where the other Vulkanoids are released into the world.
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GuT Circus Kaleidoscope USB Flash Drive Spacey Feed... I've noticed I had a surge of viewers recently, for which I'm pleased to see! But I must be truthful, that GuT is still in its infant stage. There is a good amount of content right now, yes, but what you see GREATLY pales in comparison for what I have planned! As you may notice, there are many plans I change at the last second when life conditions don't allow me to fulfill them, BUT I have a confession to make: this series is about to take off in an awesome direction with the introduction of a new character who is destined to become the FACE of GuT! There is a profile for this character in the GuT Database, but according to the storyline, the character has not been born yet. You will LOVE this character, I guarantee it! Regarding the GuT Circus story, T, it is still in the works, but the character I am referring to, though I'm sure you'll love her too, is NOT Tia. Some of my fans know who it is, and if they wish to tell, I'm okay with that! Just you wait and see what I mean! A million gnarlyversal farewells to you all! (((B{I} Featured New Profile: Biology Choosars The Choosar is the carnivorous species of Vulkanoid causing the most Human casualties in the Exo-Cosmic invasion of beasts upon Earth of A33D. Choosars slither with a long whipping tail while they drag themselves with the retractable talons of the arms (the only limbs it has), and can be 8 to 260 meters in length. They have fat throbbing muddy mustard eyes, rows of huge fangs going into the throat, and an evil, stretchy tongue which liquefies its prey immediately upon contact. Encounters with the Choosars show that they may be biologically immortal, as each part of the animal that comes off, a new one will grow from it, thanks to the the glandular pods within them. Featured New Product:
Ogrelazer Neoprene Laptop Sleeve Vorkave has uploaded some of the information from the Blankspotter group that was still buffering. Now we have a photograph of the creature and the sky mass from the Omnikion Hole it came out of. I will updating this through the day as it all comes in! What we know so far is that weaponry is making their numbers increase. They are quickly reproducing from pieces the that are coming off of them. We are reading through ICI's data and we will be posting the information here and in the Logs! ICI's Report has arrived, read through it and understand the situation. Official Vulkanoid Analysis Report
ICI Technological Scientific Research Foundation Date of login: 7.25.2008 Report designated by 5th TSRF Division, Lab Mobile Professor. Agorias, Cotrell This data is a compilation of military info and biological studies undertaken upon the hostile exo- cosmic lifeforms which have been officially named Vulkanoids by the media. There are a variety of species, and all show characteristics that tell of a common origin beyond the Omnikion Hole. Their sizes range from the smallest record of eight meters to the largest on record at two hundred and sixty meters in length. They are purely carnivorous with in-discrimination to its prey, sometimes are cannibalistic, and they display a behavior showing signs of a constant hunger that is ceaseless even with a full stomach. The largest particular species of Vulkanoid, the Choosars, are the ones causing the vast majority of attacks. They are mobile by way of a combination of the pushing tail section of the body and also by dragging with its arms. Upon each of its fingers coming off of its hands are a long retractable talon. Their teeth are extraordinarily large for their form, which would make one think it should weigh down the head to the ground, however, the strength and speed of these animals is astounding enough to resist such weight. This is possibly due to the ever-flowing adrenaline that overcomes when the single- tracked objective to feed controls them, and because that objective is constant, no eyewitnesses have come forward to support any evidence that the Vulkanoid sleeps, or even tires. The Vulkanoid sensory response is as the following: Hearing is primarily limited to reactions to high- pitched frequencies, but studies have shown this is for communication between others of their kind, not for hunting. Eyesight is only limited to rapid movement, assists in hunting but primarily used for the avoidance of obstacles in motion. The faint sense of smell from the nose alone is used more for a stimulant reaction, but worthless beyond that. The sense of touch is medium, which means that they do register pain, but are hardly susceptible to distraction from it. The most powerful response comes from the taste buds, which are strong enough to taste chemicals emitted from a source approximately two kilometers away; this response identifies prey. Above all of its features, and the feature which makes this animal one of the most bizarre and complex organisms ever recorded would be the way they reproduce. It has multiple pod glands throughout its body can spawn an entirely new Choosar from scratch in a very short time. The pods will be dormant in the body, until the primary working brain ceases to send signals to them, and that is when the dormant brains and nervous networks wake to compete for the primary spot or grow from the Choosar entirely. At this point, the animal's functions are even more complex, for when any part of the animal containing these pods is removed from the main body, that part can continue to function as a separate organism, like an earthworm or starfish. The process of primary brain competition can als cause the bones to divide cleanly into a new skeletal structure, or simply reconstruct a broken bone or tissue anew as long as the cells of that component are in reach of the nerves. Studies even find that digestive and cardiovascular organs can grow from the muscular network after the originals fail. This regeneration is seen as a method of accidental asexual reproduction, despite the fact that the animal can reproduce sexually as well. The real threat from these animals is their undeterred predatory instinct, and they have an entire planet full of almost endless supply of prey to their liking. Militaries from every country as well as contractor agencies from around the world are trying to find the simplest method of keeping a Choosar Vulkanoid deceased, where as no bomb or firearm can kill it without spreading pieces that would create others. Alongside this, no viral purge has been successful in overwhelming their poisonous bacteria, which explains why our atmosphere does not seem to affect their extraterrestrial bodies; we are still baffled by the resilience of their microbiological structures. The closest solution one has come to euthanizing a Choosar Vulkanoid is to electrocute them at extremely high voltages, but even this proves to be a risk, for the inferior brains are excreted at a quickened rate from the gland during the shock, leaving many behind still functional if any part of the animal is left wet. The Choosar would have to be electrocuted until no traces of hydration are present within the structure. The only source powerful enough to sustain the shock for that duration is the combination of three B.E.E. generators supplied to the arsenal, which can only be provided with the required amount suggested by KEA33D, but the expense to do this is beyond our current world budget. This species has the potential to endanger or even extinct the almost all animal life on Earth, with Homo-Sapiens being one of their primary diets on this planetary environment due to our widespread global presence. If the animals can not be contained soon, it will have the capability of being the most dominant animal on Earth, if not the only animal left. Hopefully, KEA33D will negotiate with the necessary terms of our conflict, and if not, we will be left with either the option of leaving the planet, or die with it. SPACEY FEED... Still pretty shaken-up from last night's transpiration. Around 12 A.M., St. Louis, MO of Earth A33D was being ravaged by lifeforms neither I or Vorkave have ever seen before. No one has provided an answer to what exactly is going on, outside of what clues Vorkave we've collected from past Logs. We are awaiting the next file which ICI will release, since we suspect they will be the first to know the real details of the incidence. Once I find out what these lifeforms are or what to call this Event, there will be many new profiles in the making. (((B{I} FEATURED NEW PROFILE: SCIENCE Loakiv When you think of spirits, ghosts, or your soul, the general concept is same for Loakivs. When the Ni'Yan body dies, or before a newborn Ni'Yan body is chosen, our information exists as a Loakiv, a (for the most part) disembodied consciousness who can freely move from the Akral Layer of Omnikia to the surface of the Ni'Yan Layer. Though a Loakiv can emerge into the Ni'Yan, it cannot interact with it unless by Tharrassa (the equivalent of magic) or by taking up a physical Ni'Yan body. Featured New Product:
GuT Circus Dream Beast Button My friend, Vorkave, has tapped into the transmissions of ICI's current Blankspotter Crew who is, like their vanished predecessors, chasing the Omnikion Hole. His personal scanning devices were showing him something very unsettling about the Omnikion Hole. Basically, he explained it as some unknown solid physical mass building up behind it which is consistent of the materials causing ICI's satellite disruption.
We can't believe what we just heard! Outside of the suburbs of St. Louis, the twenty three Blankspotters who were keeping near the Omnikion Hole are now confirmed dead. Equipment is completely destroyed! It happened so fast... We are gathering what is happening, and will give you the transcript here tonight. "This is Sgt. Roger Boyd of the Blankspotter Security Task Force. Do you copy, 3201? Are you working?" "This is 3201, we can hear ya bud!" Boyd: "My team is directly under the Spot! Honestly- I'm not really wanting to be here. It's not looking right." 3201: "Tell us everything you see. What's its status? What is it doing right now, Sergeant?" Boyd: "Well, it 's puking up that stinking crap-cloud around it like crazy. It's currently nine hundred meters above, but the gas is- getting heavier. Stay in that truck, don't be poking your head out to see it." 3201: "Are all of you fully suited, helmet and all?" Boyd: "Every one of us is masked, strapped, and heavily protected head... to... Hold on one moment." 3201: "Is everything alright out there Sergeant?" Boyd: "Raaadio... Something's coming out of the Spot! Some- fucking- big ass acorn cap, corn kernels, something or- HOLY SHIT!!!" 3201: " What's wrong Sergeant , are you there? What's happening?" Boyd: "Spreading everywhere! Snakes, no, veins- blood vessels, all crawling across the sky!!! Oh my GOD, this is fucking sick! What the fuck is going on?" 3201: "Remain calm, you gotta explain it so that I can understand you!" Boyd: "I'm not playing around, you asshole, honestly! These huge TUBES coming down outta that bullshit covering up the sky. MOVE OUT OF THE WAY! GET OUTTA THE FUCKING WAY! THEY'RE COMING DOWN!!!" 3201: "Sergeant!? WHAT HAPPENED!? Do you hear me!? SERGEANT!!! CAN YOU HEAR ME!?" Boyd: "Radio? (heavy breathing) Are you boys alright, everybody? The sky.... The sky just shit itself, radio! Literally- just shit itself! I'm standing eighteen feet from a massive maroon turd going all the way up to a snakey sky! This doesn't feel real at all right now, Radio!" 3201: "No shit? I'd pop my head out to see it for myself, but your orders, Sarge." Boyd: "Lemme see! Leroy.... Richards.... where's the others? (heavy breathing) Alright , good, we're all okay! Radio, you won't believe it if you saw it with your own eyes anyways." 3201: "Actually, just got the camera view up. Whoa, I can't even tell what's what out there!" Boyd: "It's all bunched up on the ground and then goes all the way to the sky. And good God- the smell of this thing, that's what it has to be, a giant piece of shit! I already knew there was weird shit in the universe, but nothing like this." 3201: "What will you and the rest of the team be going now?" Boyd: "We're moving in to get a better look at this thing- but, Jesus! I kinda don't wanna get any closer to this stinkin sunava bitch, that smell is killer enough as it is, not in a good way! OK BOYS! LET'S CLOSE IN! MOVE IT MOVE IT, CMON! LET'S GO! GET THOSE DAMNED LIGHTS ON IT! Oooooh MAN, this thing- it's alive! Its skin is just crawling, for real! I'm climbing, stepping up to the top of this big ugly knot it stuck into the ground with, and it's gurgling or something." 3201: "Hey- uh- Boyd! I know you're ballsy, but I don't think you wanna be doing that, sir! We don't know what it is yet, right?" Boyd: "I dunno, it's just- this thing is the most funky-assed thing I've ever ....." Leroy in the background: "HEY, SGT! There's something inside this thing!" Boyd: "What're you talking about, kid?" Leroy: "Can't you see it? There's something moving around inside this blob!" Boyd: "Huh!? He's not bullshittin', there is something big, greenish, and I can't make it out so good! HOLY FUCK! STEADY STEADY! Its bulged up for a second, don't worry!" Leroy: "Sir, sir- SIR! SIR! Hey, come over here and look! HEY! LOOK! LOOK AT IT!" Leroy's noises of squealing death and the chatter of gunfire are among splashing, suckling sounds, and like a mans groan into loud dripping. 3201: "SGT. BOYD! RADIO TO BOYD! HELLO!? ANSWER ME!!!" The radio is now almost inaudible, loud shredding racket and some other commotion like a hauntingly deep croaking. One sound was easily discernible, that of a single handgun round being shot. Transmission ends... We'll get more information when we can get it. Pray for those of Earth A33D... (((B{I} |
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