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Invader Name: Toxic Nettle Soup

Official Name: Onizkov Qaur’vath

Height: 5’11’'

Technical Gender: Male

Age: 30

Nickname(s): Nettle Soup

Species: Tropical Qwuedeviv

Official Specialty: Interrogation

Rank: Sergeant

Disguised As: Rain Suit Wearing Civilian

Appearance: Nettle Soup is a large mix of blended colors that are perhaps hard to single out. Its main color is a light green with a slightly brown tinge. Its back is primarily brown, fading to the green with small splotches of brown here or there. Its tail is likewise brown, flaring out at the tip. It can use its tail like a hand. Also important to note, the underside of its tail is lined with tiny transparent thistles, they are mildly poisonous and cause a rather severe sting, itch and burn if struck by them. They work much the same way nettles do.

Nettle Soup’s head is multi toned, fading from brown with splotches to green, and then to a light yellow and finally white. Its spiky, tattered ears resemble a flytrap plant and are primarily yellow with pinkish red tips. It also has a type of splitting stripe beneath each eye.

Its one good eye is the same pinkish red color while the other is milky white. It has a large, furless scar that runs through its left eye. Its left shoulder is also scarred with a giant bald patch and another missing chunk lower down on its arm.

Its sensors are incredibly long and thin. They hang over the back of its head, thicker at the stalks and thinning as they trail all the way down its back and eventually lead to two, almost eye shaped ends that are nearly the width of its feet. If these were completely still and straight, they would reach clear to the ground. The eye shapes are black with a center oval that glows red and white. Smaller ovals crowd around the main one, also glowing.

Nettle Soup’s disguise is a simple mustard yellow rain suit. It includes a hood and boots of the same color. It also carries a yellow umbrella—usually with its tail, because that isn’t odd at all.

Its invader uniform is a light bronze color. It wears a black belt and a mustard yellow trench coat along with it and finally, jet black Battle Claws with long, golden claw blades.

The outfit it normally wears is almost completely black. It consists of a solid, tight fitting full body suit with even darker, obscure, mismatched markings. It also has a waist cape of the same color and another dark black belt. Down the sides of its arms there is a very bright glowing orange pattern. It wears its Battle Claws with this outfit as well. Around the back of its waist cape are two black stripes that lead to buckles of a similar color. These buckles also have an orange glow lining the design in their centers.

Its right eye glows orange when in eye disguise, the other is not capable of glowing.

Personality:
Nettle Soup is a very aggressive Qwuedeviv, there is simply no denying this fact. It has always been a more solitary type of Qwuedeviv who is sparse on compliments and plentiful with threats. It has a cold kind of personality. It doesn’t really yell and rage, but rather plots and seethes silently.

Nettle Soup has excellent memory of wrongs committed against it and can use psychological intimidation against others to the extreme. It is incredibly strong willed and not one to bend at all to meet in the middle. There is simply no choice in matters—things will be done its way or people will get hurt.

Some would even call it uncivilized and to a degree it really is. Nettle Soup is definitely of an alpha mindset. No one really gave it a reason to be so mean, it just thinks a lot of its species are wimps, all of this angers it and so it harbors a great deal of bitterness and anger towards everyone.

Its anger and rage also make it a very dangerous individual because it does not value the pathetic lives of those it sees as unworthy and thus it can do rather…cruel things to them without its conscience even nagging it.

It is probably this exact thing that concerns those around it. It could snap at any moment. It holds its reputation proudly and boldly and its pride plays a huge part in how it makes decisions. Simply summarized? Nettle Soup doesn’t get over things, it gets even.

Background: Nettle Soup has always been somewhat of a fighter; back in its kitten years it was quite the bully to others. No one really challenged it because it was intimidating, aggressive and totally not above seriously injuring one of the fellow Qwuedeviv kittens.

It had always set out to prove the stereotype that tropical Qwuedeviv were weaker to be wrong. No one made fun of its type after it proved to be quite brutal on a couple occasions—no one with the exception of Spork anyway.

The two fought a lot; sometimes Nettle Soup would win and sometimes Spork. What started out as friendly competition soon turned to more violent encounters which eventually lead to a document stating that the two weren’t allowed to be in the same classes or near each other.

It worked for a while, but as Nettle Soup and Spork grew older they ended up seeing each other more frequently in passing. It didn’t take long before rumors of what the other was saying caused enough irritation for their next encounter to turn to violence yet again. Those witness to it can attest that it was not a pretty fight by any means and sent both to the medical branch.

It was decided then that since the two couldn’t get along it was probably just best to let them settle it themselves and if one ended up dead, it was probably better than a never ending battle. The two continued to have scuffles with each other every so often as they grew up. Nothing particularly significant happened again until their adult years when they had a more serious disagreement.

Nettle Soup was always particularly brutal even with those it was working alongside. Spork usually stayed out of it up until a kitten got mixed into what was going on. As kittens were off limits as far as Spork was concerned, it was, needless to say, rather upset.

The two got into yet another fight, but this time more or less with the intent to kill. Nettle Soup ended up with a cut on its eye that later became infected and eventually lost sight. Its arm got burned by acid as well amongst the general display of violence—not intentionally, it just got spilled in the process and got in its fur. Nettle Soup managed to get quite a few deep cuts into Spork’s arm as well, but with an injured eye blinding its view and several other injuries, it was forced into a retreat.

Nettle Soup was saved by the fact DN Refrigerate got in Spork’s way while it was hunting it. Of course DN Refrigerate retained quite a decent deal of damage from the ordeal since it grabbed Spork’s tail, but it gave Nettle Soup enough time to get out of Spork’s sight.

After another trip to the hospital and quite an extensive stay—in the meantime of which it had to be guarded just in case Spork decided to come looking for it—it decided to transfer to another city. Its reputation at its first was not all that great afterwards and it risked encountering Spork again. It continued its studies elsewhere for quite some time, but eventually, after some years decided to return…cautiously.

It was upon this trip that it learned about Hive Cake and decided to take the kitten in under its guidance. It managed to avoid Spork for quite a while—the place was pretty darn big after all, but eventually news drifted of its return. Although Spork still didn’t like it, it had no desire to kill it anymore.

Their first face to face encounter was tense for all those around the two. It was obvious that neither liked the other, but there was no fight and really no exchange of words beyond a welcome back and acknowledgement of such.

Quite some time later Spork eventually told it that it had never set out to ruin its eye or permanently damage its shoulder and arm with acid—of course it left out the part about how it had been its intention to kill. It helped to settle Nettle Soup’s hatred of Spork, although it still wanted to get even with the Qwuedeviv and plotted how to do so quite frequently.

With training Hive Cake it lost track of its rivalry and revenge plans for Spork for quite some time. Hive Cake by no means made it easy for Nettle Soup, but that was okay with it as it enjoyed a good challenge and tossing the kitten around. Nettle Soup injured Hive Cake rather extensively on a couple occasions, eventually causing the kitten to submit to its authority.

Once in that state, it was a lot easier for Nettle Soup to explain what it was that it was trying to teach. Hive Cake was its first apprentice and so their start was a bit rough. Over the years both seem to have gotten the hang of how things operate. Unfortunately, Nettle Soup is teaching Hive Cake a lot of the same hatful practices it has.

Random Facts:
It wears its rain suit regardless of the weather.

Nettle Soup actually does approve of Hive Cake, although it does not know how to voice its approval to the younger Qwuedeviv very well. It also enjoys their company and is pleased with their progress.

Sometimes it slaps its unsuspecting fellow crew units with its tail just to watch them yelp and jump.

Nettle Soup is a master of combat using Battle Claws.

Nettle Soup’s long sensors are a huge weak point that it has had to learn to work around.

Nettle Soup also acts as the disciplinary force by order of Visions if their crew needs some straightening out.

One of Nettle Soup’s methods of teaching Hive Cake includes practicing interrogation with it—both with it as the one being interrogated and as the interrogator. Needless to say they have some violent lessons.