peacefare for or? warfare? faring better.

Thu Chorybdalan looked at the score (actually eight, because Trangulfphe scores were octads) troops in their beleaguered (but well, um, anandamized) squad. Two Lossorgues -- Keptil Crun-Thaurgo and Broptil Rusn-Cotorgue, a Blasmathere (trying to pronounce 'squiggle squiggle left-squiggle upside down trapezoid' in ultra-low frequency sighs means I'm not going to attempt its name in this orthography), three anthropocenoids from Yaalthruin -- Kerkellemp Gansungtro, Gorvanaus Vor-Ithildrya, and Memhinhia Glassath, an Arasulcpt, (let's try) Phibeo Ogonaho Rorimhimyie Delponepga, and a traditional (one might say 'prosaic') Earthenoid, Laura-Robert Van Stanhock.

Thu opened the box and took out the device. "This is a Mhutugue-122r wide-area stress dispersor." The device had a very complicated triggering system. The aperture consisted of a metal backed reflector and three Borromean rings suspended (supported by invisible iridium microfilaments). Gorvanaus complained that the rings were hard to look at. Thu replied "that's because they're constructed from some Highly Weird material, and it does say in the /Warnings and Precautions/ section of the manual to not look at it.

Thu continued: "As you know, our amelioration attempts on the Belphyragm conflict have thus far been unsuccessful. The stimulants and other chemical accelerants the Phygmao and the Bwuljesgor have been using are too strong for the tiny amounts of chesmamine and selanamide that we've introduced into their water and food supplies to have any effect above background noise. We can't even say that we've produced a 1 sigma change in the conflict emotional spectrography.

We know enough about the Phygmao and Bwuljesgor anatomomes to know that the 122r will be effective, but the deployment procedure for this device is rather, thorny. Phibeo?"

Phibeo, the Arasulcpt -- tall, thin, metallic, maybe 'extruded' or 'scuppered' might be the right word for describing Phibeo's appearence -- rose from its seat and wandered over to the projector. Phibeo's voice, such as it were, sounded like flocks of iridescent butterflies competing in the iridescent butterfly equivalent of the caber toss. Phibeo wore a language spoon so that everyone else could understand. Phibeo said: "These devices can be networked, and the target regions can be stitched together. We know that the Phygmao and the Bwuljesgor are planning a battle -- not a skirmish -- at the Valley of the Enhusked Vorbilator in twelve days time. Neither side seems willing to listen to the entreaties that the Scolpgmaro delegation has made -- since the Valley of the Enhusked Vorbilator is considered sacred space to the Scolpgmaro on account of the Pfanasthy Deicide which occurred their some twelve hundred years ago.

It is vitally important that the controller system know who has been hit by this thing -- not so much in terms of rendering the enemy stressless, but the more times one is hit with this, the more one's individuality is lapped away. We don't want to be making Honoy out there. So what we're planning on doing is when Bhygereus Cansilptus, the Phygmao general, waves the Wheatstraw -- the traditional Phygmao gesture to begin attack -- we're going to be stationed in subterranean grottoes all around the Valley, and we're going to saturate the valley with four of these devices at once -- with overlap inhibition. "