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The Nature of Predators 182
🕑 Added 2023-12-28 12:00:05 +0000 UTCMemory transcription subject: Onso, Yotul Technical Specialist
Date [standardized human time]: April 9, 2137
Rather than settling down on Rinsa after arriving back at Leirn, I had duties to fulfill for my people before heading home. I was summoned to mainland Thysun, after requesting to speak to the Technocracy’s Intelligence Panel in closed testimony; departmental leadership, implemented when we drove foreigners and Federation sympathizers away in the Great Reclaiming, was comprised of leading experts in various fields. The committee was a band of geopolitical specialists, threat assessors, and continuity-of-government planners. After seeing the quiet devastation of cyberwarfare, I’d entreated my government to create our own cyber division. The Yotul couldn’t leave our infrastructure vulnerable to malicious programs.
While I doubt the humans will be our enemies in the near future, they still have the capabilities to unseat all our advancements without sending a single ship. We don’t want anyone to have that level of power over us, like the Federation did.
It wasn’t impossible that other planets would develop such capabilities either, especially without the Kolshian-led stagnation. Preparing for all eventualities was something that my people needed to prioritize, so we had protocol to fall back on for even the most unlikely of challenges. It was like building redundancies upon redundancies in engineering; if something went wrong, there should be more failsafes and backup plans than we’d ever need. That was Safety 101, and it shouldn’t be any different with the security of our society. The Yotul Technocracy had made leaps and bounds since leaving the Federation. We were technological leaders, pushing the forefront of innovation alongside the humans.
Being one of the original three to aid Earth, after Kalsim’s attack, meant that we were one of the most powerful nations in the Sapient Coalition…but it also meant we’d be a target for any ex-Federation members who resented the primates’ victory. The Technocracy was mistrustful of the surrendering “neutrals”, who were being weighed as trial additions to the SC; I wasn’t thrilled about parties who hadn’t stood up to the shadow caste, and their imperialism, having a say in the alliance’s internal affairs. I dropped a suggestion in my briefing, to enhance our digital espionage abilities, with that in mind. If anyone was plotting against us, militarily or diplomatically, we needed advance warning.
I’d left Thysun after several days of being questioned, on everything I knew about human and nonhuman military capabilities, and the exact details I’d written in my combat report. The Intelligence Panel promised to grant me a commendation for my seamless integration with our UN allies, before offering me my choice of a posting or a promotion—with their preference being a top-tier job in the Research and Development department. The idea of playing a part in our shipyards’ mass construction program had appealed to me, almost as much as Sara Rosario’s prior offer to restore Leirn. It would be prestigious, squarely in my field, and come with a pay increase; plus, I imagined I could request to stay in Rinsa, my own backyard.
Still, part of me wanted to leave the military behind. Tyler was waiting for me at the bullet train station, so I’d like to acquire his thoughts. I attended Carlos’ funeral virtually on the locomotive ride across the Rinsa-Thysun Connector Bridge, and stared out at the glistening ocean waves in somber reflection on all that’d been lost. It once would’ve taken weeks by boat to travel intercontinental like this. The harbor where I’d spent days on the sailboat with Mama, salt spray on my lolling tongue and wind in my ears, was now replete with modernized haulers—though a few recreational ships, including an “Island Cruise Liner”, were making a return. That turned my mourning to a bit of optimism, as we’d restored traces of what made us the Yotul.
“Well, hello Tyler,” I murmured, spotting the tall human as the train pulled up to the station. His towering figure would stand out anywhere, even on Earth. “Why did you hang out here in Rinsa, while I was busy in Thysun, instead of heading home? It can’t be just to teach me surfing.”
I’d thought it was strange when Tyler took the shuttle down to Leirn’s surface with me. After the entire mission revolved around rescuing Slanek, I expected him to assure the Venlil’s return; instead, that fell to the handful of herbivore crew and Sovlin, who was lucky the Venlil didn’t remember him. Officer Cardona’s willingness to forsake the ship, with his promise to Marcel fulfilled, suggested he might want to put the exchange program first. This could be not just about the offhand remark to teach me surfing, but also about strengthening our friendship. The move seemed semi-permanent even, since he hadn’t returned to his homeworld at all. According to our chats, he had his belongings shipped to him, and was living at a UN foothold on Rinsa.
I love the idea of having some downtime with my friend, like we did in Brussels at our first meeting, but I can’t turn down R&D for that. I already missed one prime opportunity for him. I need to help my family, and this pay hike could give my father retirement.
Tyler grinned as he spotted me, and walked slowly up to the train station. The primate was in civilian pelts, a casual shirt with tropical trees printed on it and beige shorts. I imagined that choice of attire had something to do with loving Rinsa’s warm and temperate climate; there had been reports not just of Terran refugees, but also of requests for tourism flooding in after the war’s conclusion. The village council was discussing permits for a beach resort by the harbor, injecting life into our economy. They were even considering using old Yotul technology, to give a “medieval” experience. It was strange for aliens to want to visit islanders that were considered “backward savages” even among our own kind, but I was touched that someone saw the beauty in our way of life.
“Buddy! The Michelin-star ramen chef is here to rescue you!” Tyler boomed, earning mystified looks from the other disembarking passengers. “I’ve been waitin’ here, all by my lonesome, for you. I got some stuff to show ya.”
I twitched my ears with amusement. “You know, the exchange program doesn’t have any official oversight anymore. It’s over. I don’t have to go anywhere with you.”
“Too bad; you’re my hostage. With that smart brain of yours, I think I could get quite a ransom. After all, ya been chumming it up with the who’s who of Thysun. Wait a second, do y’all got some spy agency that’s following you, now that you’re connected? I don’t wanna be black bagged.”
“I don’t know. If you want to go through with holding me for ransom, you can find out.”
“Nah. Don’t feel like callin’ your bluff today.”
“You’re the one who bluffs. I’ve seen your mathematically dubious poker strategy.”
“That implies that I have a strategy! Now quit taking the piss, and walk with me. I got something for you back at the UN compound.”
“Fine,” I agreed, allowing him to drag me off down the sidewalk. “But you’re gonna tell me why you’ve moved out here, and sat around waiting for me.”
“Ain’t it obvious? First off, I’m here growing out my hair, though it’s gonna take way too long to get those surfer vibes. You were in Thysun for long enough I was startin’ to think I might have time to get some locks going. Now that you’re back, I brought you a board, and I’m gonna start teaching you how to ride the waves!”
I was silent for a long moment, mulling over how to respond. While I didn’t want to shoot down his enthusiasm, and the idea of learning Terran water sports sounded amazing, I wouldn’t have all this time during the day to devote to recreation. If I took the R&D job, I intended to work my ass off to advance the Yotul’s security. Sure, lazing around the beach under Ralchi’s warmth sounded divine, just as we had before setting sail to the Battle of Aafa. It was a blessing that we’d come back alive at all, with the enormity of casualties in the orbital battle. Carlos’ funeral, which we just listened in to, had been a poignant reminder of that fact. Staying in touch with Tyler and trying to balance work and life would be my goal, but I also had to think of my family.
My father isn’t getting any younger, and the time I have left with him grows shorter, the longer he works himself to death. The paycheck will be good, but not quite as life-changing as Sara’s program. I hope Tyler didn’t make any drastic moves to the detriment of his own career without consulting me.
While I’d told myself I’d confront my friend, my mind was all but set on taking the job. It would’ve been a relief in many ways to leave the military behind, but I needed to secure my future, my loved ones’ welfare, and my role in the Great Reclaiming. Very few people were offered two once-in-a-lifetime opportunities in short succession, so I’d be foolish to pass on an upgrade like this a second time. Years of studying engineering pointed to this path, so I wasn’t sure why I yearned for something more peaceable. When I’d watched the bombs fall on Caato, my conscience had shuddered to think of building the tools to enable such devastation. Yet I knew the Technocracy wasn’t the Duerten Shield; we wished to protect ourselves and level the playing field. It wasn’t the same.
“Seriously, Onso, all I wanted since first contact was to be friends with aliens. Problem is, I’m louder and less cleaned-up than Marcel,” Tyler remarked, prompting me out of my silence. “On Leirn, there’s none of the fucking fragile prey act. I thought a change of scenery would be good for me, else I’m gonna punch Hunter next time he makes one of his shitty comments. Sovlin needs a place to come home to more than me; he’s doin’ good work.”
My tail swished in acknowledgement. “That Gojid found his calling. I never thought I’d hear him praise the Yotul’s culture, but the more I consider it, the more I think those ‘primitive’ comments were rooted in jealousy…that we still have our identity.”
“Maybe. Point is, I got a transfer here, to literal fucking paradise on my favorite SC planet. Being near my best friend is a cherry on top. You can nerd out about all the Yotul culture you want, Onso; we don’t got nowhere left to go.”
“Not even to check on Slanek and Marcel?”
“The beauty of FTL comms. I don’t like the idea of going to Skalga with ‘Put A Visor On It’ Veln as leader. Those two can come visit here, but I doubt that’ll happen any time soon. Shit, that’s right—I meant to give you the scoop on how they’re doing! Marcel’s been texting me, and he sent a video update a few hours ago, but I saved it to watch with you. One second!”
The human flashed his canine teeth, nearly throwing his holopad into my hands after pulling up the video. It was the same enthusiasm that had led him to call Marcel back in the lab; which, in fairness, had paid dividends despite its risks. It was obvious how much Tyler cared for the people close to him, with how he’d pledged to go to the galaxy’s most spectacular battle to rescue a friend. Despite losing the Leirn restoration job, I was glad that I’d gone with my friend; it would’ve been much harder to coax the Venlil back to the ship without me. If love had lasted through the brain experimentation, it was possible the hatred for Sovlin would’ve lingered too, once the Salt Monster laid eyes on him. I peered at the recorded face of the red-haired Terran, who had a sheepish Slanek curled up next to him in the video.
Marcel smiled at the camera, with scars weathering his face. “I’m checking in with lots of good news, though it’s not all swimming. First off, Nulia has shown trouble at first getting attached to female figures—can’t blame her, after her mom abandoned her and…well, that’s not fair. I should have shouldered more of the responsibility, but too many things were hitting me at once. Anyhow, she’s finally starting to warm to Jensi. She really wants to join the mahjong games with Jensi’s human friends, but she’s a bit too young and those are…on hold, because Slanek finds that to be way too much.”
“Not…don’t want in my house,” the Venlil croaked. “Supposed to be…safe.”
“I know, buddy. I’ll protect you, right? What the Kolshians told you about us isn’t true. You lived on Earth and with our soldiers for months, and no humans hurt you.”
“I don’t remember. You said I trained with that…Tyler. It…he rescued me. When are we going to call him?”
Marcel’s expression fell. “We’re calling him right now, buddy. Focus up…look at the holopad camera. You see, it’s on? We’ve been filming for about thirty seconds. Tyler did go through the instinct suppression program with you, and we visited Skalga—”
“Where…what is Skalga?”
“It’s Venlil Prime’s name now; they voted it in officially a few weeks ago. It was the name before the Federation…World of Death. You remember what I told you about them screwing over the Venlil? Don’t cry, it’s alright. I’ll just keep reminding you of things.”
“It’s hard…keep things. Brain…catches nothing. I’m tired.”
“You can nap right here, until the nice Zurulian doctor comes to try to help you. If the Kolshians did this to you, then maybe it can be undone, right? I just wanted you to remember how our first visit to your planet together was with Tyler, while a cute little Tilfish kid named Virnt rode on his shoulders. That was after he saved us on Sillis, flying into headlong danger; he’s a bro. Why don’t you be a brave Venlil and wave at the camera?”
Slanek took a moment to locate the camera, before giving a disjointed swish of his tail. “There. Sleep now.”
Marcel gently pulled the Venlil’s already-dozing head onto his stomach. “Shit. You see what’s wrong? I was going to start with the good news, like how my gene reversal went off without a hitch. No more allergic reactions from the slightest whiff of animal stuff. I can move back to Earth whenever, but I’m staying because Slanek needs me.”
“Yes. Stay,” the Venlil murmured. “Love Marcel.”
“You know I love you, buddy. I’m right beside you. I won’t sugarcoat it, Tyler; our pal here is pretty fucked up. They did a number on him. His short-term recall is hit or miss, since he can hardly focus, so I wind up explaining things several times. Any human that’s not me, sometimes even just sighted out the window, makes him shut down. That’s why I’m recording this, and not calling you live. This is the best I can do to get him to talk to you.”
I pinned my ears against my head. “By Ralchi. This is terrible, seeing Slanek like this.”
“I remember when he struggled with anxiety around us, but this is heartbreaking,” Tyler whispered.
Marcel forced his smile to return. “We’re making small progress, and Slanek’s home. The best doctors at the Galactic Institute of Medicine are on it, and between Jensi and I, we can keep him on track. I hope you and Onso are doing well. You both risked your lives for us, so thank you for everything. It’s a long journey ahead, but hopefully I’ll be in touch with a more optimistic outlook soon.”
The video flickered out, and I padded a few more steps after Tyler in somber silence. It would be difficult for Slanek to escape the lab’s effects, though at least he wasn’t separated from his friend; I hoped that, with medical aid, he’d be able to regain his faculties. It was only as I passed the holopad back that I noticed we were nowhere near the UN compound, where Officer Cardona claimed to have a gift for me. I thought the primate spoiled the surprise by announcing that he’d transported a surfboard here, but this…looked like the research complex for the Leirn restoration project. Sara Rosario was waiting by the gates, a lab coat over her shoulders.
Did Sara reach out to Tyler somehow? She was definitely expecting us, and we didn’t wander here by mistake. I don’t want to get my hopes up, though; I turned down the job, and didn’t expect her to hold it.
Tyler clapped me on the back, his jovial mood returning as he saw my surprise. “Surprise! My transfer was really as security for this complex here. You thought I wouldn’t find out that you turned down this project for me, and didn’t tell me so that I wouldn’t feel guilty? I sensed something was off, so I did some digging.”
“When I found out from Tyler why you passed up the job, Onso, I was even more impressed with you. Your loyalty is admirable,” Sara chimed in. “I was happy to hold the position for as long as it took. I also took the liberty of getting the go-ahead from your government. The posting is yours, at the same price tag as the original offer, if you want it.”
“You can’t be serious? You both did that…for me?” I blinked several times, recalling how enthusiastic I’d felt on my tour of the facility; the hensas had been such a welcome sight from our past. R&D was a wonderful, technical gig, but this was the job that spoke to me. “Yes! Ralchi, I could leap into orbit with joy! I want nothing more than to restore Leirn to its former glory—even if it means I have to work with this bozo.”
“That’s not very nice, Living Geyser of Fun Facts,” Tyler objected. “I spent weeks planning how to give you the perfect return home, and this is my reward?”
“What do you humans say? Cope and seethe?”
Tyler scowled at me, before I tackled him in a hug. He pried my arms off of him, holding a finger to implore me to wait. His blue eyes winked at me, suggesting he had something else in store for fulfilling my dreams. I tilted my head to the side, watching as he hurried over to Earth animal cages outside the facility; I recalled the Terrans had been importing pets as a stopgap for Yotul citizens. The primate clasped a lead in his hands, coaxing a massive, mottled-gray canine from the enclosure toward me. I recognized the dog as his pet, Zeus the Great Dane.
Officer Cardona hadn’t left Zeus behind on Earth? I supposed it would be possible to get permission for canine companions, but why bring him here ahead of my arrival? His beloved pet should be at his place of residence, in comfortable surroundings. The human’s smile widened, as he fitted the leash’s loop around my wrist. Zeus turned around to sniff at me with a wet nose, before wagging his tail with affection; the domesticated animal must recognize my scent from his owner’s pelts.
“Tyler and I both talked about how you wanted a big dog, after the war,” Sara commented.
The blond human bobbed his head. “I knew what I had to do. He’s yours.”
My eyes widened, staring at the gigantic canine. “What? No…I can’t take Zeus, Tyler. He’s your pet; you love him!”
“Yeah, but I can’t have him on the base. I know you’ll take good care of him, so I wanted you to have him. Don’t worry, I’ll tell ya everything you need to know about owning a pupper. Helps me too, ‘cause I’ll get to see him on a regular basis. It’s a win for everyone involved.”
“I…I don’t know what to say.”
“Say that Tyler is the best human to ever grace this universe.”
“Fuck no. But I’ll say you’re a great friend…I’m glad I’ve gotten to know you. And if you’re sure you’re okay with it, I would be honored to have Zeus. He’s going to be the most spoiled dog in the galaxy.”
“Damn straight! Especially when I come over and bring him treats and dog bones. Definitely couldn’t talk about how predator Zeus loves chomping down on bones to any other herbivore!”
“Long as it’s not my bones, I don’t care. Hensas hunted live prey back on the farm.”
“Unless you got squirrel equivalents out here, Zeus won’t chase nothin’. He’s a good boy.”
“He sure is. But I’m not sure I can take him right now; I’m sure I’m behind on lots of work in the project. I’m eager to get started, Doctor Rosario.”
Sara chuckled to herself, stress lines fading from her face. “Well, you start the job today, Onso. How about, for your first assignment, you take your dog home, and go to the beach with this guy for some surfing lessons? One day to enjoy time with your friend won’t hurt anything. After all we’ve been through, I’ll call it worth it just to see a video of this.”
“Well, that’s very kind of you, but it can—”
Tyler scowled at me. “Don’t you dare persuade her to assign you something, you deranged Yotul! I’ve been waiting weeks for you to get your ass back from Thysun. I did bring a surfboard, and we’re going, right now. C’mon.”
With my friend’s stern expression leaving no room for argument, I acquiesced to his beach demands. The idea of building an entire society, rather than just spaceships, helped me feel that Leirn was in control of our destiny once more. I hadn’t dreamed that everything would fall back into place so perfectly, but I had Tyler to thank for that; he’d appreciated the sacrifice he was never supposed to know I made. There’d be no more missions to drag us away from home, and our packmates’ fates were out of our paws. It was time to make a life here, one that involved a big dog today and hensas in the future.
I was grateful that I could live in a galactic community where I’d be seen as an equal, and that I could work alongside my friend to fulfill the magnificent dreams I had for the Yotul people.
A/N - Onso's conclusion! Our favorite Yotul was called before the government in Thysun for an intelligence briefing, but it turns out there was more than just an R&D spot waiting for him; Tyler pulled some strings to get Sara Rosario to hold the spot on the Leirn restoration program that'll bring security to his family, as well as offer a vital purpose. Rinsa is prospering with the new interest in tourism, and Onso's best friend puts the cherry on top by giving away his dog, Zeus, before kicking off the surf lessons. Do you think that Tyler made the right decision to give Onso the job? Will Leirn be restored to its former self...and be a powerful planet into the SC's future?
As always, thank you for reading and supporting! Two more chapters to the end of NOP1; NOP2 launches on January 8th.
Comments
autotheftgrand
One of my favorite cs talks: https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=yBA6u5IsXyc
Cooldude101011
One good redundancy is to keep all vital services such as water supplies on closed networks (better yet, cut them off completely from internet access) so if someone does want to hack it they’ll have to physically go there.
Triskit
"Cope and seethe" LOL
gilean23
Great Danes are very physically large, but far from demanding. My friend had one while living in a double-wide mobile home and said she took up less space than many much smaller dogs. She was good at staying out of the way. Really other than needing regular exercise like any dog, they’re a pretty low-maintenance breed from what I understand.
Asteis Drakos
NoP1* Only a week until we get #2, and who knows who we'll see
Amanda Chowning
How it was phrased didn’t specify sapient coalition I believe? Just original 3 that helped humans in the battle? You could argue it’s heavily implied he’s just referring to the sapient coalition though, based on context of the sentence. And I’m aware the Yotul have good battle tech, but they didn’t during that specific battle so it’s a moot point. During that battle they were more humanitarian relief (search and rescue, rebuilding, etc.) Which is still better than almost every other race who either ignored the humans or committed genocide, but wasn’t technically helping *during* the battle, more post it. The Yotul definitely did us a solid and earned their place (and were our only friends/allies at the time besides the Venlil, Zuluians, and debatably the Arxur). But I just mean if you want to be very very very technical, they were more disaster relief, where the Arxur might have saved every remaining human on earth (those that didn’t evacuate).
Charming Cobra
Part of me is sad to know that these are the last few chapters for NoP, but at the same time I'm so happy to see these characters get their well deserved happy endings.
RaptorRed
I think it was the similar names. After a while I was just staring at the word yotul thinking something doesn't seem right, wth is a yotul, what is the other y alien name, then when I thought of yulpa it was like oh yeah yotul is the kangaroos. Pretty sure I read this chapter like 4 times already. I seem to be lacking motivation and concentration for something I want to do, makes me wonder does a part of me not want it to end so it's sabotaging my efforts. Inattentive ADHD sucks.
Enzo Leon
Awwwwww! I'm glad to see our Yotul get the best ending <3 Also omg NoP2 starting that soon!? Heck yeah
Tazeell
Ha well that was a bit of a twist at the end, thought that engineering job would be his calling. We should have totally gotten the surfing scene though.
pogman
How in the world did you manage that and what things did you end up thinking as a consequence?
pogman
Arxur are not in the Sapient coalition and The Yotul have got good battle tech
Jack
Yeah, it really is. In many ways the violence some of the characters showed towards him is worse. A bit psychotic honestly
BigSneppy
I did the same with Kolshians and Krakotl back during the battle of earth, it passes
BigSneppy
>someone from the 1960s >look inside >1960s opinions
Pay Me For NOTHING
It's probably the bigotry
Amanda Chowning
One EXTREMELY minor nit pick/typo by the way. (Forgot to mention this before, because I was in pure euphoria about how happy the dog scene made me.) “Being one of the original three to aid Earth, after Kalsim’s attack, meant that we were one of the most powerful nations in the Sapient Coalition.” I would edit this to say one of the original 4. Unless you’re specifying original 3 former federation species. The Arxur frankly did the most out of all four races. And while the Yotul are probably my favorite race in the series (the Arxur MIGHT be tied or a close second), even I can admit the Yotul were more post-battle humanitarian relief. I’d argue the Arxur, Zuluians, and Venlil were the core 3 DURING the battle itself. Albeit I would give all 4 credit in Onso’s sentence.
Dragonman461
Kinda off putting that people are so violent and hateful towards Hunter for no reason at all, like he's a monster for being a kidnapping victim put on ice for centuries.
Mr. Walker
One is pejorativly referred to as "primitive" because they like cho-cho trains, the other is encouraged to put on massive Mayan-temple-like bloody spectacles for their religious practices without anyone batting an eyelash.
Cera Treascair
Onso AND Tyler getting their happy ending, Slanek's hopefully getting help, Marcel's got his buddy, and Zeus is getting spoiled for the rest of his Good Boy days! oh, that's such PERFECTION!~
jetpacksuperman
I’m not gonna lie this is kinda cringey
Hell, he almost got employed at Yotul Lockheed Martin
PhycoKrusk
Hard to say who, since it would really depend on what the overarching conflict in NOP2 is. If it is a focus on factional tensions threatening to or spilling over into war, then Vysith seems like a strong possibility for a focus character, filling the "veteran" role that Sovlin did for NOP1. I'd pin Nulia as the "energetic novice" that was previous held by Slanek, except that she'll probably be almost 30 by NOP2 and not much of a novice at all. It seems almost irresponsible to assume that at least one of Tarva and Noah's children wouldn't be a focus character. Isif will 100% return in some capacity; he is too high-profile an actor on the galactic state not to. If Vysith and/or Nulia are focus characters, then 100% we'll see Sovlin and/or Marcel and Slanek. If either of the Williams kids are in, then we'll at least see Tarva; no idea how old Noah is in NOP1, but personally I'd gotten the sense he was in his 40s. What about it, friends? Who're your picks?
Lako
Thanks for the chapter!
Amanda Chowning
You have no idea how relieved I was that Zeus was sent over. That was a massive stressor off my chest. And the scene just about brought me to tears. It was also nicely foreshadowed with Onso saying he wanted a big dog like Zeus until he was able to get a Hensa someday. Also the reasoning for Tyler not keeping Zeus himself was brilliant- If they weirdly had Yotul adopting human pets but didn’t let humans on that same planet it would have rubbed me the wrong way (not making logical sense and kinda portraying the Yotul as jerks). Plus we know the humans are caretaking them at least until they’re adopted by Yotul. But not being able to keep a Great Dane on a military base makes PERFECT sense- either due to military rules or just feasibility sake (being a very large demanding pet). Side note, I assume Tyler is going to take a relatively easy military job post-war on Leirn, maybe shuffling paperwork or dealing with human recruits. And I love that Onso got the dream job after all. Wonderful chapter, A++++, chief’s kiss.
Space Paladin
Onso has been one of my favorites for a while!
Space Paladin
Always my pleasure!
RaptorRed
What do you do when you realize all the sudden your confusing yotul and yulpa?
OctupleThreat
I think we had his last POV chapter, but I think it would be remiss to NOT have some extra details of how the Arxur Collective is faring to filter in through the last 2 chapters
XavHD
Mom's gotta retire too
EliasArt2Life
Good to see Onso get the resolution to his story that he deserves. He was never a soldier, not really; he was a victim of the Federation fighting to reclaim what was taken from him. He’s been through more than his fair share already, and getting to see him finally reclaim the life he’s wanted for years is heartwarming! Something has occurred to me; with so many of the characters getting these satisfying resolutions in NOP1, that means we’re likely not going to see them, outside of cameos, in NOP2. I mean, I can’t imagine it feeling good to take Onso away from this happy ending. The same goes for Sovlin, finally finding a new family and learning to accept humanity and his own past. The list goes on. I imagine that this means we are going to get a new roster of characters in NOP2, with some returning characters, and occasional cameos from NOP1. If that’s the case, I can’t wait to meet the new characters!
RS
A groovy ending for a totally rad yotul!
Byron Ritchie
Our favourite capybara/kangaroo man gets the send off he deserves
Jacob Garcia
I thought he already had his last chapter, or am I just misremembering?
Paperclip
"One job isn't enough in this economy! I must dual-wield!" -Onso, probably
Alekss Žukovskis
A perfect ending
Adam Myers
I wonder if he would be crazy enough to take both jobs.
Paperclip
Ok yeah we need a follow up with everyone. I thought Onso was getting a hensa or a cat but Zeus is good too. Also, seeing Slanek so damaged and confused hurts my very soul. Hopes to some sort of recovery for the Salt Monster.
Namel909
Another day sss another mostly happy ending, next thing they start handing out candy to everyone sss I am a bit skeptic so i am waiting for the other shoe to drop. sss How can you perpetualy market something that has ended ? Corperate greed musst set in soon enough sss Anyway what will be the next big saga to happen ? Maybe "Help my Antfarm tries to marry me of to my rodent problem!" sss
PhycoKrusk
And now, Tyler must fulfill his destiny, and introduce Onso to surf rock.
richfiles
This was the perfect ending for the two best friends! I'm also glad to see Slanek and Marcel together again, but man, it hits hard seeing the ol' Salt Monster so... Broken... I hope Tyler and Onso send plenty of care packages with plenty of chips to ol' Salty. ;_; That said... Can't wait for Onso to be tackled by Zeus and a pack of cuddly hensa! :D
Piittis
Heh, good to see that Zeus was brought along like the comments on the previous chapter were hoping. Nice to have a very happy ending for Onso and Tyler.
Yannis Morris
Yotul Technocracy when their planet was the only one unscathed from HF Cyber terrorist attacks: Cope and Seethe
TheBlack2007
'"What do you humans say? Cope and seethe?"' Okay, who he hell introduced this guy to r/NonCredibleDefense? I mean he'd fit right in, but still!
paintmelikeyoudoyoursheilas
What a nice ending for onso and Tyler. Glad the death flag was a false positive. Looking forward to seeing Chief issif’s send off being the utter chad he is and low key savior of the galaxy.
T___
I just love Onso!
ColdBlooded Network
This is what Onso deserved. Thank you for the chapter.
Youre a swedekisser arent you
'"What do you humans say? Cope and seethe?"' Someone take Onso's holopad privileges away, he's spending too much time on tik tok.
Jack
what a lovely send off for him
Yonael Blackwood
The ending was fun, but poor Slinky.😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
pogman
Nice new Onso chapter!
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