They rose from the freezing arctic climates of the northern oceans of Octagon, and from there founded the capital city of Octo, upon the icy tundra wastes. The Octids have a history of maltreatment towards women, originating from their first Emperor, Tepid, who had a grudge against his ex-girlfriend. Having populated their planet for several trillion years, the male hatred for their female counterparts has exploded to the point of forcing women into slavery and having them work their fingers to the bone for the good of the Octagon Empire. They are the only alien species in the known universe who still practise mass slavery, and although every other race in close proximity looks upon this with disdain, nobody has a snowball's chance in Hell of changing the Octid perception of females. For it is their simple loathing that seems to keep them in control of the galaxy, as sad as it seems, the slavery has its benefits.

With as huge as slave market as they have, their trade and munitions skills have soared. Females do all the creative work underground, whilst the males train their legions of troops above the surface, and the Empire, with its rage centred solely on the Octid women, uses expedient common sense and mild manners to fuel their political standing in the galaxy. Combined with their vast population throughout the universe and their seemingly limitless age spans, their species is easily the most dominant one.

But, to be sure, it is not without its flaws; the male population is a ragged crew of motherless youths, flaunting their dominance with abandon. Deep inside their world encapsulating eyes, any amount of hidden tears are waiting to escape. Their bitterness to the fact that they can arrange a laser rifle without difficulty, but cannot change a simple diaper, exceeds any hatred they hold for women in general. Clumsy and immature; the galaxy is governed by a race of giant infants.

The typical Octid has green skin (though they will often dye their skin different colors to attract a mate, or to simply put their emotions/attitude on display in a visual manner), triangular eyes, and tubby abdomens. Their people classify as "Cute", or "Ickle". The female Octid will always have a purple "Capulona" on their head spikes, to signify their gender. Speaking of which, their head spikes, though at first sight would appear to be just a neat addition to their adorability, also act as their sexual organs.

Yucky.




The Ecker people are the second most common species in the known universe. Nobody is quite sure as to why this is, or where they come from, yet these little guys keep popping up everywhere, like cockroaches. They are far more useful than 'roaches, though, and are often given all the menial tasks that more civil races don't see as worthy of applying themselves to. You'll often see them operating that small loading bay, or serving you at the local mobile restaurant service. They never complain about their mistreatment, and they always seem to be in a state of constant cheerfulness. Disturbing, really. Unlike the Octids, their life spans are incredibly short, and some only live for a day at the most. The longest Ecker life span known to man is twelve years, which belonged to Ms. Able Junkdrawer. Her life was apparently so long due to her inability to move, as she had been born without legs under bizarre circumstances. Certain Ecker Scientists have speculated that the typical Ecker life span could be proportional to the amount of work they do in their lifetimes. Unfortunately, they keeled over and died while working hard attempting to research their theory.




The Gorgs (or "stick people") come from the planet Gorgo, which is virtually a gigantic volcano hovering in space. Crawling out from the planet's hollow funnel to the east, their bodies were forever charred by the almost insurmountable temperatures within the planet's core. Nobody knows for certain whether or not they were once human-like in appearance, or for how long they lived underneath the planet's surface. Their near comical appearances have led them to become easily the most ridiculed people in the universe, and the Octids have often chosen to take small numbers of Gorg females to abuse above the surface, as it is written that no Octid female (except for personally owned slaves) can be allowed top-side. Widely considered to be weak; they are actually an adequately strong people, and are extremely agile. Many of them go into hiding or join the Rebellion against Octagon, due to their mistreatment. Some, however, simply get plastic surgery so that their Gorg heritage might never be discovered, and they will be treated with a tiny amount of respect.




Mottos, the snail people, hail from the planet Bokuwa. Their people come in two forms: the mature form, which carries around a large, protective shell on its back, and the basic form, which doesn't. Almost on par with the Octids for control of the galaxy, this warlike race is well known for its superior spaceship designs and experienced military forces. Usually, when there's a war, space battle, or conflict of any sort, the Octids call the Mottos. This isn't because the Octids believe the Mottos to be better than they are at this sort of thing (though they probably are), but merely because the Octids are lazy. Really lazy. Most Mottos see this as a mark of respect from the Octagon Empire, but there are a select few who see this as an insult. These few often join the Rebellion, or go into the pirate business. Excellent tacticians, they have very few lost battles under their belts.




Germins of the planet Misty-1, they are easily bamboozled and helpless without leadership. Their governor isn't even of their species, but an Octid designated to their planet to keep them in check. Their people came into being after an Octid space liner accidentally spilled its contents of an unknown radioactive chemical onto a planet full of humanoid slaves, all working to cultivate minerals from the planet for Octagon. When Octids had finally cleansed the planet of all radiation, they landed to find the humanoids had all mutated into short, limbless creatures that couldn't quite grasp what had happened. For a while, Octid authorities tried to enslave these people, but the creatures (who had been named Germins) couldn't quite figure out what slavery entailed. So, instead, the Octids had to resort to teaching them. Since their birth, the Germins still haven't really gotten the hang of things, but seeing as how they're the only truly free people in the galaxy, everyone regards them as really quite lucky.




Temps come from the ringed planet Toobits. The rings around their planet serve a special purpose, as the radioactive particles within the rings send a wave of heated energy down to the planet's surface, which causes the Temps' adaptability to increase to insane proportions. So much so, in fact, that if given any kind of task, they will excel at it moreso than someone who had been performing said task since birth. The side effect of this useful talent, however, is that they lose all ability to speak. Though, they would tell you (if they could), this doesn't pose much of a problem, as nobody seems to pay much attention to them anyway.




The lizard people. Selekins rarely leave their home planet of Akerfa, but when they do it is usually for employment under the Octid Empire. The Selekins are perhaps the only race who respect and even agree with Octagon's attitude towards women. They are sly and cunning, and utterly cruel. Those Selekins who aren't cruel are mean, and those who aren't mean are jerks. Those who aren't jerks are... oh, you get the idea. Their cruel nature stems from the fact that once, around two million years ago, the Octid Empire sent a communication to Akerfa, pretending to be the God, "Sultrex", which the Selekin people worship. Under this pretence, the Octids instructed the Selekins to do their every bidding.

Their tribal planet is host to a farm of humanoids, where slaves are bred for the Octid Empire. It is the Selekins that keep the young humanoids in check, making sure none manage to escape or get released by the Rebellion. They have no real army, as they live like animals in the thick jungle that covers ninety percent of Akerfa's surface, with only some basic weaponry and tools with which to command the humanoids. When banded together, however, they can be a formidable enemy.




Not much is known about the Mangles, except that they come from the planet Cosmo and don't speak a word of English. When discovered, they were a primitive people, living inside caves (which explains their dark skin tone). Since then, Octagon has converted their planet into a space port, and the Mangles have found themselves sent to all corners of the galaxy. Useless as slaves, and not smart enough to join the Rebellion, their purpose in the great scheme of things has yet to be determined.




Jenericks, from planet Obvious, are quite possibly the dullest form of life in the galaxy. There is absolutely nothing special about them. What you see is what you get. You would think their massive craniums would imply superior intellect, but nope. Nothin' doin'. They're as stupid as you and me. They don't even have special psychic powers or interesting technology. Their planet has your average Earth style ecosystem, typically bland and basic. When a Jenerick enters the room, be prepared for all the air to be sucked out of it. The room, not the Jenerick. Though you'll probably wish it was the other way around.