However one way to dominate a Soulless in combat, is the use of ranged weapons, for they prefer hand to hand fighting.įemale Soulless are easily told apart from the males by their mandibles, which are smooth, while males have rough ones. But when they go to another planet for war, they often outclass their opponents with their superior strength. Most of the time a Soulless will be found on his or her home planet, ad they do not prefer to leave. SoullessPrime is well known for it's intense gravity, this allows for more muscle growth on Soulless, and makes them far more powerful, and agile on planets with less gravity. It is not uncommon for male Soulless to spar with their blade-like tails to test their strength and strategy. Soulless have two powerful wings that can allow them to fly at thirty miles per hour, these wings give them a huge advantage in battle, and allow almost any fight to slide to their favour.The most formidable weapon on a Soulless is their tail, it is armed with a large sharp spike, which is beautifully adapted for impaling their opponents. Specifically they are some of the best warriors, or assassins credits can buy. As with any race there is a stereotypical reputation that proceeds them. Although they have eyes on the side of their heads, generally traits of prey animals, this is an advantage on their hostile home planet, which is home to many large carnivores. A standard Soulless stands at around eight feet tall, and can weigh close to a ton when fully armoured. Just as Marx said Capitalism will eventually run out of a need for exploitation of the labor force at this very moment and time you are seeing it come to fruition.Soulless are powerful Reptopods that originate from the harsh climates of SoullessPrime. We are goons to the two party system but what we are fighting for is still to protect the flaws of capitalism. Bodies willing and able to do heavy lifting for the Democratic party.
How do we flee to a era where the working man once again makes his keep in his this tribal community? Where is a there a stern new position for the laborer? Well, that is what you are seeing at these very protests. A shrinking middle-class and growing poverty is noticeable in many of America cities with homeless camps becoming the new community in need. This is a direct grievance to wealth inequality and Capitalism is the culpable party. Men in masks now grouping and gaining power guised in a nonshalont brazen act of dissent. How did the driving force powered to suppress the commie bastards back into a corner become a tool for recruitment. So where do we stand? How can Capitalism continue with these soulless sycophants driving commerce with no ability to buy, sell, or even understand the feeling of acquiring a ticket to the spectacle of Kawhi Leonard dominating a basketball game over The Golden State Warriors. These mindless drones do not need to consume anything but data and energy which is provided at a discount. We now have automation and robots living out the American dream but with no lust to contribute back to the system. The exploitation of the worker has lost all value to corporate greed. As he scans the numbers blaming external troubles for the cause not willing to accept the truth.
“Let me see the daily numbers”, the vulture says in a clinched fist anticipation fury. His focus has torn at the very fabric that made this natio great. You took out some of our least favorite cars but as your were surviving the race your focus on the crowd now has you pinned between three cars. Well your highness your presidency was similar to watching a destruction derby.
We have a ever pampered vulture sitting atop his throne as he has most his life, wondering, “Why Me?”. Do I want to go on a vacation to the Bahamas, have I really stooped to such low desolation of the soul to entrap my struggles in a 3 day pass of freedom from reality? I then turn my attention to more pressing politics of the day. I feel like many others trapped in a medium of forced interest guided to feed the capitalist machine. Lost in thought while being consumed by a computer screen the only sense of reality is the tip of my nose silhouette letting me know existence is real.
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