Captain Blip

No Talking!

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Captain Blip was born much as the majority of Squibdom lives and dies, on Squibus Primus. His litter was smallish per the standard eighty, but made up for it in ferocity. After the first week the weaker and malformed were devoured by the stronger and less than half the original number remained. It should be noted that Captain Blip was a small child but quick of mind and reflexes. Captain Blip had none of the skills he possesses now in his old age, and life was very tenuous for this small Squib. Captain Blip remembers his brother and litter mate Vrat. Each day he thanks the Great Horned Rat for him. When a pack of his siblings decided it was time to dine, and Captain Blip was the smallest Squib left in his birthing pack, it was Vrat who saved him. Vrat was a hulking brute of a Squib, even at three weeks. He possessed none of Captain Blip’s quickness of body, but was brighter than average with a penchant for violence that matched his size. Vrat single handedly fought off all his other siblings to save Blip from the cannibalism that is so rife in their childhood. Vrat's size always guaranteed the best scraps and easy hunting in the warrens they were abandoned to after two weeks with our mother. Vrat saved him from his siblings and taught him the most valuable lesson Captain Blip has learned in his long Squib life: Friends have value beyond anything else. Vrat immediately taught him his second most important lesson by taking a bite out of his ear to sate his enormous appetite: It's okay to eat your friends. Those two founding principles have guided him through life. If you have many friends you will always be safe, and never hungry.

Vrat and Captain Blip became fast friends, and in the following weeks they made many new friends amongst their litter. It was during this time Captain Blip realized people like him. It seems Captain Blip has one of those personalities that force others to befriend and cooperate with him. Much later on, Captain Blip would realize how much this trait would guide his life. Within a month Vrat and Captain Blip had consolidated their power in the litter by attaining dominance and devouring the competition. By the time the elders came down into the warrens to harvest the "best" of the yearlings, their gang was highly organized and recruited as a whole for training in spacework! It was Captain Blip’s talent for command that got them such a prestigious job. Captain Blip was always shouting orders and having them enforced by Vrat. Vrat grew under his enlightened command as a loyal right hand Squib. Sure, he sometimes rebelled against his authority and responded to his orders with a snarl and snap, but when it came to enforcing, he was the best.

Their pack was transported to an orbital station where they were turned loose on the junk piles and started our education on technology. Their pack learned quickly and efficiently and all members were kept in line by Vrat. It was during these years on the Station that Captain Blip realized a few things:

1. Captain Blip hated repairing things or taking things apart, it just didn't make sense!
2. Captain Blip had a talent for command and was very likeable.
3. This junk pile business wasn't going anywhere.
4. Vrat seemed to be growing tired of playing 2nd Squib to him.

It seems that their clan sent them to the station to train them to be galactic junk collectors so that they might bring back more treasures for the mounds on Squibus Primus. Their plans had nothing in common with Captain Blip’s and certainly didn't involve him becoming fabulously wealthy or powerful.

Captain Blip was stuck. Few Squibs make it off of Squibus Primus, and those that do are junk collectors or members of the Black Order of the Horned Rat. Captain Blip hated junk and absolutely won't eat warpstone ore, so that eliminated the two obvious routes.

Then it struck him! The Empire! There was an Imperial Interdiction station on the edge of the system that was present to restrict outgoing traffic to the system (The Empire realizes the threat Squibs pose to itself and thus quarantines them). Captain Blip had seen parties of Imperial Stormtroopers marching through the halls of the station when they came to seize misappropriated materials. There was a system in which Captain Blip could rise to the limits of his talents! There was a place where people appreciated a good commander! There were people like him who gave orders, and lots and lots of people who took orders. The grunts didn't even try to bite them when you told them what to do! It was perfect for him.

Captain Blip said his goodbyes to Vrat, who was very pleased to hear that he was now the leader of our little pack. He even gave him a salute goodbye as Captain Blip left.

Someday Captain Blip'll pay him back for the stash of credits Captain Blip lifted from their communal coffers. Rumor is he's some sort of Grand Junk Lord these days out in the 2nd asteroid belt of Squibus Primus.

Anyway, Captain Blip stole a shuttle from the orbital station and dodged the patrols guarding it. He landed his shuttle through a bulkhead and boarded his new home. As soon as the klaxons and hull breach were taken care of, Captain Blip left his hiding spot and proceeded to the recruiting officer's desk. He was not quite the poster boy of the Empire Captain Blip expected. In fact, he reminded his much of his kin. He was greedy, shallow, and talked way too fast for Captain Blip to understand him. It was clear from their discussion that the Empire was very picky about who they recruited, especially non-humans. Luckily for him, Captain Blip had a winning personality and plenty of bribe money. After a few hours, he was thoroughly convinced of his value to the Empire. He swore him in, and sent him off to personnel to be "indoctrinated." This was it, Captain Blip was on track to achieving his dreams!

The Squib Race:

Now to really understand a Squib as a person, you have to understand the race as a whole. To begin with, they do not call themselves Squibs, that's a Imperial name given in spite. Only a Squib or an advanced protocol droid could correctly pronounce the name Squibs call themselves. Roughly translated it means "We who breed." Pretty simple in fact, but it makes for a complicated race. Squibs have incredibly high metabolisms and are highly active. Unfortunately, for Squibs the average lifespan of a Squib is less than 50 standard years. It is supposed that if Squibs were to not live in such a cramped industrial environment with poor nutrition, that they might live longer. However, a Squib only feels at home in tight spaces with low light and lots of background noise. Squibus Primus is the home world of the Squib race. It is a vast hive world that is honeycombed with vast cities. Imperial proctors estimate the population of almost two trillion.

Squib females usually bear litters between 10 and 60 pups. Typically, less than half a dozen survive the first five years to adulthood. Infants tend to eat smaller siblings if the mother has not already recycled the precious food. Eating ones siblings to survive tends to destroy the family unit, however all squibs respect their mothers (because she chose not to eat them). Who fathered the litter is usually unknown due to the frantic group mating rituals of the squibs of which all evidence is illegal in the Empire. Such rituals include acts of <<<<<<CENSORED BY IMPERIAL DECREE 131.9546.1>>>>>>>.

Life means little on Squibus Primus; it is typical for a Squib to kill another for food (always a precious resource) or to living space. Squibdom long ago set out to colonize all of known space. The constant overpopulation and lack of open space to grow food always put pressure on the society to colonize. Thousands of "slow ships" (ships without hyperdrives) were sent out millennia ago. Unfortunately, Squibs cannot control the urge to mate and each colonization ship was doomed to fail due to uncontrolled birth rates and the insatiable Squib curiosity. Imagine a horde of squib children eating you out of house and home while they take apart your ship. No ship in recorded history ever made it to its target world.

Thousands of years passed until the Republic encountered Squibus Primus and Squibdom was allowed to spread across the galaxy. With the use of Republic hyperdrive technology Squibs quickly spread across space and became an annoyance second only to Jawas.

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