Challenge #02757-G200: Say it With… ????
A xenobiologist decided to study the mating behaviors of many other races from the the weakest havenworlders to the strongest deathworlders. However, when it came to … ah… HUMAN mating behaviors, well, things just got weird! – DaniAndShali
It was the study of centuries, greatly aided by just hanging out in various public zones of crossroads stations and people-watching. Of course, the more invasive aspects of the study were a matter for each species individual fictions and documentaries. This study was about the social aspect of things, not the physical act of mating.
If two cogniscents were trying to attract each other, the reasoning went, it was wise to know how all species preferred to do so. One being’s flirting, after all, was someone else’s deadly insult. A little cultural understanding between various peoples was always a good thing.
As far as sociological studies went, it was doing very well. Havenworlders were generally straightforward with each other, and most species had stopped messing about with various manipulation games by the time they got to space.
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Challenge #02742-G185: The Motivation Factor
For quite some time it’s been well known that human life spans are so much shorter than havenworlder’s, save for those factions that have found other means, electronic or body-swapping, to extend it. But one scientist has been working with a family for a very long time on changing that at the genetic level. Now, with his research in hand, he does a presentation to a scientific panel about his research with the family, how it could benefit humans and extend their life spans, and how it could be applied in the future. And, waiting not far was his constant companion who’d become more than just a friend. She was strong and healthy and well at over 150 years of age, still quite spry. She smiled with love in her eyes for the one standing there giving his presentation. Her name was Pam, and not long after they’d met, they’d fallen in love. And now, he was giving others hope as well. She was so proud.
This is based off of the prompt from 7 months ago in Steemit called “Concerning Countdown”. But it keeps listing the link I add as SPAM. I’m sorry. – Anon Guest
[AN: That would be this one as Anons can’t post links in my forum for some weird reason. I’ve tried and failed to unriddle it. If you don’t want to join, that’s fine. One of my members is very diligent at digging up the links.]
Nobody lives forever. Technically, the B'Nari can, it’s just that they don’t want to. The oldest known B'Nari “hung around” for an extra century “just to prove they could”. According to their own journals, it was the dullest one hundred years of their life.
No intelligent life was ever made to be immortal. I kept telling my Lox that. He was four hundred and mumblety-something. I was Twenty-five and fresh to the family job. It didn’t matter then. It still doesn’t matter now.
He never groomed me. We just… talked science. Telomeres and life-extension and the thin line between potentially infinite rejuvenation and cancer. He once spent an entire decade -on and off- trying to convince me that printing myself a new, younger body to inhabit wasn’t stealing a life. I even saw a documentary on the entire process. New bodies aren’t cloned and grown - they’re printed. like you’d print any piece of furniture. The last step is stimulating the heart and lungs before the old mind-pattern moves in.
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Challenge #02428-F238: Resistance Training
being a telepath isn’t easy. Being an apprentice one even less. That’s why all apprentice telepath first learn and practice on their teachers, then on volunteer from mind reading friendly species, practising the basics, be it reading someone’s mind, communicating basically and making the whole thing as less uncomfortable as possible.
The first true “test” is to go and listen as long as possible to a small group of humans passing by the main hall. Officially it’s to make sure the basic are learnt, utilizing the relative low telepathic capability of humans to prevent any high backlash.
Unofficially it’s to present, or more subject, the apprentices to one of the most chaotic thought process known.
The record for an apprentice is less than 30 seconds. – Anon Guest
The Melil have lived their entire lives with telepathy. They have not lived their entire lives with other species. As a long-lived people, they have plenty of time to learn acclimatisation to other beings’ mental emanations. The Melil are used to restraining their thoughts. Other species are not.
Thus, when a Melil wants to enter into the greater spaces of the Galactic Alliance -which they do owing to complicated fertility reasons- they have to train to be accustomed to what they refer to as Galactic Static. This is thousands of different minds, with different views and ways of thinking, with different ways of viewing the world around them. Most are relatively uncomplicated. A special few are not.
Of all the varied services they could perform, Melil telepathy is most widely useful in the UFTP’s eternal search for all of its colonial worlds. The people on the other end of the freshly-opened wormholes definitely do not speak GalStand, have a vastly different culture to the one finding them, and may not be at the same technological level. Things can get complicated fast.
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