Zerin

Zerin, having found himself a tasty little morsel to have his way with.

Name: Zerin

Rank: Mauler/Devourer/Reaper/Serpent

Serial Number: #617

Age: 7

Species: Devourer

Height: Usually 5"2, yet upto 10 feet tall when uncoiled to his maximum.

Weight: Would you enjoy spending time in his storage sac?

Appearance: Usually, when people see a Devourer, regardless of it's rank, colour scheme or age they either scream and take off in the opposite direction, or curse to themselves and reach for the nearest weapon.

Those which stay long enough to fully take in whats before them in Zerin's case find themselves staring at a sleek red and black serpentine carapace which contrasts with the flourescent green of his storage sack. An oddly sinister mix of menacing colours combined with a view of his last victim within the transparent storage space, and the dull glint of his injector gives him the psychological edge in combat against most combatants.

Once his opponent has been subdued, they find themselves faced with a variety of views and situations, none of which pleasant in the way most soldiers describe it.

The most often described method of ingestion talked about is via the flourescent sac beneath it's body, with restrained or limp prey being guided in by it's arms as it steadily slithers up their form and forces them into it's slimy depths. The thick ooze didn't just serve to prevent it's catch from gripping the already slick membrane, it also contained a series of selectively targetable enzymes designed to strip away at non-biological material on command, eating away at a soldiers equipment while leaving them unharmed.

One of the lesser touched upon abilities of the sac is it's ability to stretch, although it may remain tight and constricting against a single catch, it can stretch in order to accomodate an entire fireteam of armed forces, but movement tends to get slightly tricky at that point for the Devourer.

Even once inside the storage sac, a further danger awaits some female prey within it, before contact with humanity the devourer society was still one of just living through the days and ensuring your genes got passed on, and to that end it was sometimes useful or either gender to trap others inside their sac and forcibly mate with them. This trait still hasn't been bred out of the recent generations, and so both male and female have two sets of genitilia, one mounted just outside to the side of their sac into a slit, and another inside, a notable fact is that in females, even though both can be used for fertilisation, only the outside is used for the actual birth.

One ability stemming from this was the use of the interior male gentials to draw in a prey inside the sac, place it in the internal teste then use the external gentialia to expel it into a pregnant female in order to give the still growing devourer prey upon which to train at an early stage, some devourers even took the ability further with captured troopers, taking them in with the external gentials and expelling them into the storage sac with the internal set.

Another way of taking in the prey was through the anus, which although not as terrible as it may sound thanks to the Devourer's packaging of waste within bundles of mucus and lack of scent, is still a rather unpleasant experiance for the unfortunate soldier who ends up being forced into that puckered hole. The end result is usually either the subject being ejected back out, now almost entirely encased in a restraining capsule of mucus, a technique commonly used upon isolated survivors when the Devourer has a full sac. Or the subject is sent onwards to the creatures stomach and digested in order to keep it living on to fight another day.

Personality: Surprisingly, Zerin has a pretty normal outlook upon life, for his kind of course. What human would call a serpent raised for war normal?

Sure, he may have with way with a particularily fetching soldier in his sac while her paralyzed companion looks on, but thats the spoils of war, and far less than some of his kind may do.

Background: His life began without the clearly artificial injector mounted upon his tail or the additional black armour melded with his carapace, only him and his glowing storage sac. That came when he was adopted into the Devouring Militia, raised to terrorise military and paramilitary units alike into steering clear of both their nesting grounds and the corporations which assisted them.

The Colonial Military didn't necessarily run his home planet of Concernia with an iron fist, not those who supported them and lived inside their sactioned colonies at least. Those colonys allowed the Administration to control almost everything which went in or out, meaning that laws could easily be upheld and the safety of all just as easily provided.

The 'Devourers' weren't considered under the same idea of safety though, the creatures which fiercely defended their own territory and occasionally ended up frightening or even in cases attacking the human populace recieving far less treatment in their eyes. Although relations initially started well, over the years they declined to the level where in the end, it was decided that war upon the Devourers would be the best course of action for the colony.

Notes Zerin tends to target military personnel whenever he can, prefering a more legitimate target to one which is simply a defenceless civilian.

His tail mounted injector can inject a large variety of solutions, from truth serums to aphrodisiacs and paralysing agents, basically whatever he wants and has loaded in the system at that time.

Got any questions? Just whisper me, I won't bite!