Do not retreat from enemy attack.
Ethical Rule, Hapkido
Today I want to talk about mooks. It is a good day to talk about mooks. I’m really feeling it and I’m excited to go down this road. This is an important part of the story. Love it.
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Power/Ranger:z
5. Servitors
Across all of time and space there have been tyrants imposing their wills on people unfortunate enough to be subjected to them. The most successful of these in their times had unique and novel ways of enforcing their rule and ensuring obedience. While the motivations vary from individual to individual, most conflicts ended up requiring soldiers. When living, breathing, sapient, and loyal underlings became a commodity in short supply these regimes would require a unique and novel way of moving forward lest they be overthrown by rebellion and rivalry. The solution required disposable soldiers.
The process for acquiring these disposable soldiers varied from overlord to overlord but the key components were the same across the board. They were always constructed from inanimate matter, had only limited intelligence, did not feel fear, did not retreat, and, most importantly, did not have free will. While most of these mooks could solve simple problems with readily available solutions, they were incapable of living anything more than a half-life. They existed only to serve and to die. They fulfilled both purposes very well.
While the make, model, materials, and exact method of construction vary from mook to mook, they are all animated by the same mysterious force. It is thought by some that the energy comes from a general source, a naturally occurring well of energy that can be tapped and utilized for this and other purposes. Experiments conducted in that vein produced much fruit, but a recurring problem always reared its ugly head: lack of control. While it was possible to animate a construct using the known and acceptable methods, depending on the complexity of your mook you would wind up with either aimless, broken creatures or dangerous sociopaths, incorruptible and irredeemable. The process of employing mooks was thus marked as a universal taboo.
The other theory that was whispered in hushed circles was that the power of the mooks was actually derived from an infernal being known as The Dark Specter. While these rumors could not be proven, it was known that many of the Dark Overlords imposing their will on the Universe were at least acquainted with the Cult of Maligor, and that through this organization an unusually strong alliance was formed between powerful, terrible people who would otherwise have sought each others total destruction.
The result of this alliance, whether the truth concerning mooks, was one that nobody could have predicted: Galactic Peace (and Quiet). Territories were divided and tyrants were free to roam, trounce, and oppress to their hearts’ content so long as they stayed in their own realm and paid tribute. The Laws of Power were penned in the Blood of an Asgardian and handed off to the The Wolf, The Ram, and The Hart. (And their respective Cults.) With their powers bound to the agreements, so it is said, the loyalties of the undersigned were ensured. It was according to those Laws that Earth was spared and the Hexagon was formed.
Oh Snap!
I Will Win — Ron Wasserman,
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Wait…Peace?
What’s going on here?
Who’s in charge?
Is this Power Rangers?
Until next time,
Thank you;