Player Key: HeyGuysItsScarce

IGN (in-game name) :Niitron

IC age (The age your character is at the time of application): Older than Friion, maybe need a decline increase to make sense

RP app:  Here you write a small episode that encompasses who you are as a character, your motivation, and anything else. What I like is a kind of episodic storytelling. In a scene, show me the true nature of your rank. that's all I look for.

Niitron sat on a comfy chair, turning around as he looked at a feeble skinny man.
"WHAT do you mean that Friion is hanging around with the Monkeys?" He said, behind Niitron a glass window seperating them between the outside. The ship was landing on the frozen planet, and the planet seemed empty.
"Sire, what I mean is..."
"You mean that, rather than rebuilding our empire, he went around, letting his softness get the better of him?" He threw his fist to the side, the skinny servant shreaking in fear. Niitron slowly huffed, closing his eyes.
"Ridiculous... I want you to get out now, and refuel the engines. I need to make a trip..." Niitron said, frowning as he crossed his arms. The servant nervously nodded, walking out of the ship as he went to the engines, sighing and groaning about how his work was tough or how he didn't want to die.

Niitron looked out the window, at the male. "So, is it refueled?" They nodded. "Yes, just wait-" Niitron began to laugh, the male wondering why they were laughing.
Niitron turned on the autopilot, the landing gear de-activating and the doors closing. The man desperately ran back to the ship's door, knocking on it desperately. "Wait! Waitttt!!" Niitron continued to laugh, slowly stopping as the ship flew into the atmosphere.
"He's going to freeze to death down there. Finally. Now, to rebuild my empire and to find my cursed little brother..." Niitron said, cracking his knuckles as he began to take control of the ship.