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Butterrobber202

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Oct 18th, 2018
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  2. Key: Butterrobber202
  3. IGN: N/A
  4. Rank: Alien
  5. Topic: you discover a new planet and your home planet is running out of resources, and the new one is inhabited by sentience lifeforms. What do you do?
  6. App: (At least 1 paragraph is required)
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  8. Naxir steps out of his space pod, and grins. Finally, after all this time he found what could save his planet. He looks out and takes in every mile of the green jewel that floats in space before him. A Planet of this size is very likely to have resources aplenty. Stepping back inside his Pod, Naxir tightens his swords and punches in coordinates for his descent into the atmosphere. Naxir watches patiently as the fires of atmospheric entry warm the sides of his pod.
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  10. Naxir climbs out of his slightly blackened Pod and looks around. Green Water, Green Trees, Blue Grass, and plains for miles. He could easily see his race settling here, or at least stripping it of resources to restore their homeworld. Naxir took flight and began in a random direction. A few hours of soaring over the blank plains yielded the sight of a small gathering of white huts, seemingly made of hardened clay. Humanoid Figures covered in green skin huddled around them, some spotting tiling the ground with crude bronze tools, and some clutching even cruder rock spears. Naxir restrained himself from chuckling at their primitiveness. Flying down, he startled the guard at the western end of the Village. Naxir attempted to speak with him but was only greeted with grunts, huffs, and the waving of the Guard's weapon. Naxir sighed, understanding they didn't have a complex language yet. <Well, can they really be considered living beings if they can't even speak?> Naxir thought as he drew his Durasteel sword.
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  12. -50 minutes later-
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  14. Naxir wiped the purple blood of his blade, and attempt to brush what was left on his clothes off. He felt a little guilty, not because he killed them, but because they didn't even land a hit on him. He flew back over to his pod and signaled his home planet. Informing them he found a planet ripe for plunder.
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