#nebulans

[astoundingbeyondbelief]

We never saw a Nebulan saucer in Godzilla vs. Gigan, but they finally got one in Godzilla Rivals: Vs. Gigan (the extra word made all the difference). Christian Gonzalez designed it. And yes, that's Gigan's chest saw Godzilla is swinging.

[askvectorprime]

Dear Vector Prime, how common is it for cybertronians to convert to earth-originated religions? Does cybertron have its own diocese?

Dear Doctrinal Dilettante,

It happens occasionally, particularly among Headmasters and Targetmasters whose human or organic components develop religious beliefs on Earth. Nebulans in particular may join a religion solely to fit in rather than possessing a spiritual belief.

In one case, Mindwipe, after watching a series of horror films, became very interested in satanism—but then watched several seasons of Christian television programming, became afraid that he'd chosen the wrong side, and declared himself a Presbyterian. Upon his arrival at a Presbyterian church next Sunday morning, the entire congregation fled in terror. After a bit of spark-searching, he was satisfied to describe himself as "spiritual not religious".

[transfagdotcom-archive]

Character practice! The parents of my character Breakfast. Nebulans have a 3 pronged reproductive system so families are formed around couples of 3 traditionally. All Nebulans have both a birth name and a public name. The public name is taken from their favorite food. With the influx of human food, many Nebulans have human food public names.

Rachel (sandwich)— potter, has a little shop and enjoys collecting small ceramic animals.

Taro— painter, paints Rachel’s clay works.

Sugarcane— chronically ill and wears an oxygen rebreather at all times. Works as a data analyst.

[cant-blink]

Bath-Time!

Summary: Baby Gigan gets his first bath-time!

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“Gigan, come back!”

The floofy little chick peeped and chirped, as he waddled clumsily down one of the many corridors within the ship as fast as his little legs could take him. He was covered from head to tail in a thick downy coat, and that coat was in turn now covered in a gold liquid of questionable origin. Gigan didn’t know what this sticky stuff was, but it was its golden color that drew the young chick in when he saw it. 

Adults of his species have prominent gold displayed on their bodies, in the form of feathers. Soft warm feathers ripe for snuggling into. It was instinct for young chicks to cuddle into it, and unfortunately for the Nebulans, this instinct is indiscriminate towards anything colored gold. Including unfinished painted sculptures.

Little Gigan didn’t like this stuff in his down. It made his coat heavy and uncomfortable. But before he could make clumsy attempts to preen himself, his adoptive parents found him. And hearing the angry ruckus they made, he immediately ran off. He hadn’t a clue what the Nebulans were yelling out for; at best, he recognized the sound of his own name. They sounded upset and the way they were chasing him, he did not want to know why. So he waddled. And waddled, and waddled some more.

...

Where was his nest? Who cares, just waddle. Why is he waddling again? Oh, right, his parents were playing chase with him!

He heard the distinct noise of a door closing just ahead and he turns a corner to find the door fastening shut. Nowhere to go down here. So he huddled in a corner to hide, closing his eye. After all, if he can’t see them, then they can’t see him, right? But alas, the Nebulans somehow found him and he feels something wrap around his chest. He jumps and plops to the ground, knowing he’s been caught. He playfully hooks a claw around the leash attached to his harness, his little beak full of baby teeth chewing on it.

Without a word, he’s slowly dragged along down the hall.

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"Sir, he's making a break for it!"

"We can't keep him back, he's too powerful!"

"By the Void, there's a mess everywhere!"

"Keep it together, lads! Remember: he can smell fear!"

Gigan still had no idea why they were yelling as he climbed up the domed cage meant to keep him from escaping the tub. His coat was now covered in bubbles alongside the paint, and he would shake himself if he could.

His claws, feet, and beak were hooked onto the bars, securing him from falling back into the soapy water below. He didn't like this new wet experience, and feeling the loofah reach his tail and scrub his bottom, he screeched in protest and tried to climb higher. Alas, there was no higher place to go as the walls were starting to curve too sharply for him.

There was no escape as his bottom was cleaned, even as he tried shifting off to the side, invariably going in circles around the top of the cage. He felt the scrubbing go up his back, onto his tiny little sails and he flattens them against his soaked floof. He shrieks again, letting go with his beak to glare at the evil scrubber and swiping at it with a claw.

Alas, it was this action that has him slip off and back into the bath with a splash! Several of his parents were swept off in his unintentional counter-attack, but many more took their place as they swarmed him.

He shrieks again in dismay, clinging to the bars with his claws as the cockroaches proceed to scrub every inch of him. But this time, he makes no attempt to climb as his big eye looks around for any escape option. 

There was no escape; he must stay where he is and face this cruel and unusual punishment.

He still had no idea what he did to deserve this...

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After some time of this bath, the Nebulans finally returned little Gigan into his nest within their incubator. How he escaped his nest to begin with, they had no idea, so they were definitely going to up the security around here.

Gigan shook himself, his downy feathers still a little damp, and he shivered as he plopped down onto his tummy. His tail gave a little wag, a last attempt to shake off the water, and he began to settle in for a nap...

... Before movement above him has him instinctively open his beak wide and lift his head, chirping and begging for food. His efforts weren’t wasted, as the Nebulans placed a waiting piece of bite-sized meat into that open mouth. A treat for doing so good with his first bath... or as good as it can go. At least nobody died.

The chick swallowed it down like nothing before settling back to rest his beak into the comfort of his nest. He had quite a bit of excitement today, and tomorrow will no doubt hold even more adventures! 

But for now, it’s dream-time, with his insect parents watching over him with caring (and paranoid) eyes.

[askvectorprime]

Dear Vector Prime, we recently caught a glimpse of Ozone and Cleansweep, Decepticon Targetmaster partners that share names with two of GI Joe's Eco Warriors. Are they actually turncoats from such a respectable organization?

Dear Turncoat Targeter,

My, what a peculiar notion! No, sometimes different organizations and individuals will independently come up with the same codename. Take Recoil, for example, a name similarly used by both a Targetmaster and a member of G.I. Joe. With G.I. Joe being classified, and on an entirely separate planet, it’s no surprise that if Windsweeper’s new Targetmaster partners ran these names through the system before adopting them, they came back as being available.

Ozone was formerly a scientist at the Hi-Q Industrial Research Complex, who was fired after she was caught stealing reagents for her own purposes. When Hi-Test was recruiting Nebulans to work with the Decepticons, Ozone was a natural choice. She relished the opportunity to fight against her former boss with her new high-powered chemical laser form.

Cleansweep, by comparison, had been a waiter at the Gardens of Eternal Peace and Harmony Macrobiotic Restaurant. After years of serving customers and cleaning up after their half-finished meals, he couldn’t have been more ready to burn everything to the ground. His wide-angled maser rifle mode helps with this, scorching clean the whole area around him and his partners.

[astoundingbeyondbelief]

Lots to take in here:

Ersatz video games on the wall!

The classic cockroach shadows!

Gigan has nanomachines, son—just like in Godzilla: Project Mechagodzilla, though they're not as effective.

I love the aliens dressed in white; not sure if they're meant to be another species or another type of Nebulan.

[astoundingbeyondbelief]

Goddammit, I watched one video about Ted Kaczynski and now YouTube won't stop recommending me manifestos by this cockroach guy

[astoundingbeyondbelief]

The long-delayed Godzilla Rivals: Vs. Ghidorah is finally supposed to be coming out this week, and solicitations for Godzilla Rivals: Vs. Gigan, due May 25, just dropped. Terrific premise for this one:

The year is 2008. The setting is Seattle. Networked computers and video game consoles have connected millions across the globe in virtual combat... and an insidious intelligence has taken notice. The insectoid Nebulans, would-be conquerors of Earth, have hijacked the MMOs and uploaded the collective fighting techniques and strategy of gamers worldwide directly into the central processing unit of their cyborg champion. What chance does Godzilla have at victory when the vicious opponent Gigan has been augmented by the savagery of all humanity? Written by Keith Davidsen (Reanimator, Evil Ernie) and illustrated by Yasmin Flores Montanez (Goosebumps), the Cyber Age meets the Kaiju Age in this epic Emerald City showdown!

Covers by E.J. Su and (I’m assuming) Christian Gonzalez.