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More of my alien concepts now...

On top is an Optu, one of millions inhabiting the warm, swamp-like planet of Convex II. These creatures' entire network of bodily functions - not to mention their entire cultural evolution - focuses on the conversion of light and the chemical processes necessary to do so. For starters, the eye-like clustered structures that make up their heads take in light ranges far beyond those of any animal on Earth. Such is their optical prowess, in fact, that they can even 'see' sound waves, which enables them to communicate with other beings, responding via a sort of code created by the clicking sound of their blinking, via hard shell-like 'eyelids'. Optu are also masters in the growing and processing of a form of vegetable which could best be described as the ultimate carrot, which has become their primary form of sustenance - you've never seen how many ways carrots can be cooked and prepared until you've seen an Optuan cookbook. Unfortunately for the Optuans, all those eyes make them ideal subjects of torture by the Primazors, who've abducted Optuans by the dozens and resorted to poking out eye after eye for little reason beyond the Primazors' own hideous sense of amusement. I'd be bordering on tastelessness if I said the Optu believe in the philosophy of 'An eye for an eye', but given how horrific an offense the Optu treat this torture, they tend to retaliate to extremes the Primazors' wouldn't dare - if you so much as take out even ONE eye from an Optuan, his kin will likely hunt you down and they won't just take your eyes out, they'll turn your brain into a fiery nexus of constant, endless stabbing pain that would likely make one beg for their own demise - which they are not likely to be so merciful as to grant. They do not anger easily, but when they do, even the Primazors have to take notice. Which they have: one recent stealthy little excursion to Convex II to kidnap some Optu for the sheer joy of stabbing out their orbs resulted in pretty much the entire intruding Primazoran party suffering insanely agonizing gougings...and when their comrades decided to head back down to planet in their fighters to dispense some fiery retribution, the Optu beat them to the punch by utilizing their light-based planetary defenses to disorient, distract, and ultimately destroy the invaders. You see, Optuan scientists also have a knack for keying into one's optic nerves in order to gain access to one's thought processes, and have developed means of deciphering neural engrams such that it enables them to literally read one's thoughts. And given how many Optu the Primazors have already fatally gouged - as well as their recent membership into the Alpha Guard - the Optu are not done exacting their revenge just yet.

Below, we have a Sremle from the planet Adhes. Not very bright creatures, but fairly harmless, despite their bodies being made of a gross, sticky substance that is constantly dripping from them. It's best to wear protective gear when visiting Sremlean villages, if for no other reason than to keep the stuff out of your hair. Calling their homeworld a giant tub of goo would not be entirely inaccurate, to be sure - many of its structures seem to resemble honeycombs and its cool upper atmosphere belies a surface warmth that accounts for the evolution of such a gooey, goopy species. Primazoran attempts to take this planet have been perpetually frustrated, initially without the Sremleans even trying: an entire advance party of Primazorans were literally sucked beneath the planet's slimy surface. A second party didn't fare much better: they used jet-packs to avoid planetfall, but the cold aerial conditions wreaked havoc with the numerous flight harnesses and before long they, too, were pulled beneath the muck to their doom. The third Primazoran descent on the planet was naught but a simple air strike, which got through the cold air, but their weapons didn't seem to do much damage to the Sremleans below - who were too confused by the situation to know when to run for their lives anyway - and indeed when the ships fired their incendiary weapons, THIS only seemed to little more than harden the Sremlean's outer skin into a sort of armor, which did nil to sway the situation to the Primazors' favor. By the time any sort of damage could be inflicted - by switching to cryogenic weapons rather than incendiary - the Primazors were low on fuel and weapons charges anyway, and had to ditch the scene. But upon assessing the damage that WAS caused, the Sremleans figured out these guys weren't friendly. By the time a fourth attack was perpetrated - led by an irritated Mathicroix, no less - the Sremleans had devised a crude but effective defense which sent entire squadrons of Primazoran fighters plummeting into the goo below and sent an enraged Mathicroix back into the skies alone into retreat, muttering curses I can't repeat here (not that I'd be able to speak his native language anyway).

Description
More of my alien concepts now...

On top is an Optu, one of millions inhabiting the warm, swamp-like planet of Convex II. These creatures' entire network of bodily functions - not to mention their entire cultural evolution - focuses on the conversion of light and the chemical processes necessary to do so. For starters, the eye-like clustered structures that make up their heads take in light ranges far beyond those of any animal on Earth. Such is their optical prowess, in fact, that they can even 'see' sound waves, which enables them to communicate with other beings, responding via a sort of code created by the clicking sound of their blinking, via hard shell-like 'eyelids'. Optu are also masters in the growing and processing of a form of vegetable which could best be described as the ultimate carrot, which has become their primary form of sustenance - you've never seen how many ways carrots can be cooked and prepared until you've seen an Optuan cookbook. Unfortunately for the Optuans, all those eyes make them ideal subjects of torture by the Primazors, who've abducted Optuans by the dozens and resorted to poking out eye after eye for little reason beyond the Primazors' own hideous sense of amusement. I'd be bordering on tastelessness if I said the Optu believe in the philosophy of 'An eye for an eye', but given how horrific an offense the Optu treat this torture, they tend to retaliate to extremes the Primazors' wouldn't dare - if you so much as take out even ONE eye from an Optuan, his kin will likely hunt you down and they won't just take your eyes out, they'll turn your brain into a fiery nexus of constant, endless stabbing pain that would likely make one beg for their own demise - which they are not likely to be so merciful as to grant. They do not anger easily, but when they do, even the Primazors have to take notice. Which they have: one recent stealthy little excursion to Convex II to kidnap some Optu for the sheer joy of stabbing out their orbs resulted in pretty much the entire intruding Primazoran party suffering insanely agonizing gougings...and when their comrades decided to head back down to planet in their fighters to dispense some fiery retribution, the Optu beat them to the punch by utilizing their light-based planetary defenses to disorient, distract, and ultimately destroy the invaders. You see, Optuan scientists also have a knack for keying into one's optic nerves in order to gain access to one's thought processes, and have developed means of deciphering neural engrams such that it enables them to literally read one's thoughts. And given how many Optu the Primazors have already fatally gouged - as well as their recent membership into the Alpha Guard - the Optu are not done exacting their revenge just yet.

Below, we have a Sremle from the planet Adhes. Not very bright creatures, but fairly harmless, despite their bodies being made of a gross, sticky substance that is constantly dripping from them. It's best to wear protective gear when visiting Sremlean villages, if for no other reason than to keep the stuff out of your hair. Calling their homeworld a giant tub of goo would not be entirely inaccurate, to be sure - many of its structures seem to resemble honeycombs and its cool upper atmosphere belies a surface warmth that accounts for the evolution of such a gooey, goopy species. Primazoran attempts to take this planet have been perpetually frustrated, initially without the Sremleans even trying: an entire advance party of Primazorans were literally sucked beneath the planet's slimy surface. A second party didn't fare much better: they used jet-packs to avoid planetfall, but the cold aerial conditions wreaked havoc with the numerous flight harnesses and before long they, too, were pulled beneath the muck to their doom. The third Primazoran descent on the planet was naught but a simple air strike, which got through the cold air, but their weapons didn't seem to do much damage to the Sremleans below - who were too confused by the situation to know when to run for their lives anyway - and indeed when the ships fired their incendiary weapons, THIS only seemed to little more than harden the Sremlean's outer skin into a sort of armor, which did nil to sway the situation to the Primazors' favor. By the time any sort of damage could be inflicted - by switching to cryogenic weapons rather than incendiary - the Primazors were low on fuel and weapons charges anyway, and had to ditch the scene. But upon assessing the damage that WAS caused, the Sremleans figured out these guys weren't friendly. By the time a fourth attack was perpetrated - led by an irritated Mathicroix, no less - the Sremleans had devised a crude but effective defense which sent entire squadrons of Primazoran fighters plummeting into the goo below and sent an enraged Mathicroix back into the skies alone into retreat, muttering curses I can't repeat here (not that I'd be able to speak his native language anyway).