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Of Men, Melani, and Malevolent Machines - PrologueOf Men, Melani, and Malevolent Machines - Prologue by Desgar
They were once castaways from a long dead world, but the vulpine species Melani have prospered into a galactic superpower. Focusing their colonization efforts on the planet Mars in the Terra solar system, they have aroused mostly fear, suspicion, and hatred from the humans on Earth. However, as forces from space threaten Melani, Human, and Earth-born Anthro alike, they must put aside their differences and unite to prevent a potential galactic cataclysm.
Of Men, Melani, and Malevolent Machines
Prologue: Threat from Beyond
MARS DEFENSE COMMAND, CONFEDERATE ARMED FORCES OF THE MELANI
LARISA CITY, HESPERIA, MARS
The image of Captain Teros Bahadur appeared on the viewscreen at Mars Defense Command. "ETA to contact in less than five minutes, Control."
"Acknowledged, Scimitar Squadron," Communications Officer Matas replied.
"Keep channels open, Teros," Major Kei Otono said. "Two frigates will be join
Shion Charzide BiographyShion Charzide Biography by Desgar
Shion Atalanta Charzide
Rank: Corporal, Confederate Army of the Melani
Current Assignment: Weapons Specialist/Field Intel, Terra Squad Two (Chicago, IL, USA, Earth)
Marital status: Single
Birthplace: Masar City, Masar, Hiraaj
Weight: 160 lbs (not including tail)
Family: Duros (father), Tera (mother), Tianna (sister), Lohan (grandfather on Duros’ side)
Close quarters combat
Pilot (8,500 hours)
Secondary school diploma - Calahur Academy. Hiraaj
MOS Certifications - Camp Ursalis, Hiraaj:
[Intent] Political Science or Law major - Thaldine University, Hiraaj
Like many other royal houses in the Age of the Confederacy, the Charzides wield limited polit
A Line was Drawn Over CoffeeA Line was Drawn Over Coffee by Desgar
“Look, Tone, it’s as simple as this,” my coworker Dwight told me during a coffee break, ”you either support the planet you were born and raised on, or you’re an alien tail sniffer.”
I raised an eyebrow, wondering if in fact it was Dwight who was from another planet. “That simple, huh.”
“Dude! What’s with you?” he replied.
“So the Mels didn’t make a good first impression. They wouldn’t be the first.”
“I’m not talking about what they’re doing on Mars, Tone. I don’t give a damn. I’m talking about the two wars they brought here, to Earth.”
“Fine, Dwight, I’ll give you that. But the robots, and maybe the lizards, could come back at any time. Don’t you think we should help the Mels help us keep them at bay? Don’t you think?”
Dwight snorted. “So you do
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- Friedrich Nietzsche
"To be yourself in a world that is constantly trying to make you something else is the greatest accomplishment."
- Ralph Waldo Emerson
"Do or do not. There is no try"
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