Love among the Pronostc

Though the Pronostc traveled as widely as the Dosha, they left no populations. They were as fleeting as the famous BigFoot of an earlier era, and like the BigFoot their unflagging movements were dependent on their wildness.
No surprise that the Pronostc had only the most vestigal culture - their physical remains were just not observable to anybody's archeologists or anthropologists. Way below the stone age, the Pronostc were of such eminent physicality that tools were hardly needed by them, and when they "fashioned" one, so little cultural content was left upon it that it was just a rock among rocks. Certainly there were methods of detection that could read what was there, but unless you saw the Pronostc abandon it moments before there was little hope of separating the tame from the wild, the raw from the cooked.
Like the BigFoots of yesteryear, the Pronostc were born astral travelors. Not by intention. The Pronostc were all impulse. Their consciousness censored nothing. Physically they were of infinite dimension.
It was on this stream that the Pronostc rode or drifted, floated or swam. This opened portals effortlessly and made the Pronostc that the ultimate Tourists, homeless Artists enjoying the native ways. These were often the wild zones that once had dropped the unfortunate BigFoot among humeins. (Humeins never forgave these intrusions, including ET types, Grays and others etched in their earth-locked past and once they had gained a foothold in "space", had tracked them down and exterminated them - along with any other species all - as was their habit.)
But the Pronostc had gone unnoticed because very carniverous and given to eating the witnesses very quickly and taking the remains with them to their next "campsite" always another planet.

Journally to Pronost

Important to this narrative is the Journally our Iandor made to the Planet Pronost of the Pronostc. Although Warps were legal methods by which humeins traveled, Iandors traveled in spirit vessels commonly called Angels, devas, Allies, etc. Since these vessels were infinite, every living being had one. The ones attached to an Iandor were different from those attached to a rose however. Iandor's vessel was attuned to heir function as a protective travellor.
We shouldn't forget that Clones have developed a third means of travel to get around the restrictions of Mitometropol authorities: the use of warp beams meant to carry trade goods and resources from system to system. These were dangerous. Many died due to faulty transmission. Others bore scars from the accidents attendant from warp beams. (Clones being who they were, gloried in any distortion of "normal" Clone modes. Some courted accidents for the wild changes that resulted. However a gene gun fired into your mouth brought unintended consequences with less danger of death.)
Kinoye, the abyss of the Colstry our Iandor was called to, hated Clones. As a key advisor to Frege, the Architecture of TENDERLY, it was his influence that kept the population in the low billions. In fact, his plan to dial the population down to 3 billion was up for immediate implementation.
Our Iandor had never experienced life on a humein PlanetCity. The environments of other Intelligent species (shey had innovated in several dozen despire heir busy schedule) was rarely what you would call urban. The Pronostc for instance lived in what could be called a state of nature. Their population was several hundred thousand, spread around a Jupitor-class planet.(Clasifications were inherited from the otherwise lost past of Earth.) Although the Prnostc were formidable creatures averaging six humdred pounds, with six limbs to go with an immense head and torso.
Our Iandor was thrilled at heir first sight and using heir self-sontained machinery, it took heir several days to bulk up sufficiently to attain the size of an adult.
The experience of a Pronstc was as thrilling as their sight was chilling. Our Iandor could never get enough of heir inherited speed and agility and spent a lot of line time frolicing! Other Pronostc shey encountered took heir for a child with an outsized bodies. Very soon anamolies of various kinds led them to think heir deranged. (It was the success of the descent that no Iandor was ever suspected of extraChthonic origen. It was the difficulty of readjustment even with the hands on help, so to speak, of a Vessel that cuased manyu visitiing Iandors to be put under "psychiatric observation" or even interned institutionally.)
Bacause of the size of planet Pronost, our Iandor was able to avoid getting on anyone's nerves. Since time had no real meaning so ong as heir Vessel was attending heir, our Iandor was able to explore for many otherwise illusory months.
The result was part of the fabric of heir fatality - shey fell in love with the Pronostc. One in particular.
Love among the Pronostc

Dosha and Humein

Teeming TENDERLY, a planet bound in megapolis. It held a standard 13 billion humeins and an extraChthonic population acceptable Doshas 3 times that size, Thee were some nonChthonic Fluus and an imported scattering of other intelligent species. (TheDoshas were rated as extraChothonic for the simple reason that they were on the planet when humeins reached it. Their existence on millions of other planets led kto the Wars against the Dosha by the Humein species. It had only only settled at the time several hundred thousand and the fear and hatred the Dosha engendered was fierce. The way was as usual one of extermination but the Doshas, exterminated from one planet, appeared suddenly in the billions when the Humeins least expected it.
It was these Dosha Wars against an enemy that couldn't be defeated but never posed a threat that created the agitation that led to the Order and a control over Humein colonization. It was one of the Seven around Leeamm, the Colgar distinguished by the name the Medium who innovated the Dosha shape-change and returned with the Treaty of Submission. So gernerous were its terms that the Humein species abruptly fell over its feet to welcome the Dosha into Metropol.
Our Iandor, who finally came to bear the name Confessor, had undergone the Dosha descent required of all Colstry students, but shey had never descended into Humein nature. No Colgar except the first generation of experimenters who had taken the humeinness out of themselves. After that, the meat machines were turned out, so to speak, as needed, carefully trained and then sent out into the unknown.
From the beginning our Iandor had felt a special sense of mission however. The rare unguarded glances of his teachers were apprehensive. One after another, elders among the Order would call our Iandor before them. Shey would sit before a puzzled Colgar who asked nothing, said nothing. After the five hundreth, our Iandor awoke to heir mission. To challenge and if necessary destroy the humein species.
It was an icredible flaunting of prophecy for the Order to give in to the pressure exerted by the Archetectors. It could instigate the forbidden - the descent of an Iandor into humeinity. That would necessitate the full experience of a species which was its own worst enemy. Would our Iandor be required by the Colgar mission and move from protection to execution of a fatally dangerous competitor.

Saving the Species

Let's Not Kid Around. I'm guilty of attempted murder. 40 years ago I hatched a plot, literally a plot called the Confessions of Iandor, to kill off the human species. Ecology had burst nto politics and the only thing that stood in the way for me of the Ecological Utopia was us, our species.
The deed was accomplished by a force called Nature which tired of our destructiveness and thoughlessness froze us out of the web of life.
My super hero, an Iandor, an organic machine, was going to set off the Catastrophe that killed the species. There were many Iandors, members of The Colgar Order (the word Colgar was an archaic word refering to its mission of protecting other species from humans) , but non so famous as ours.
You see, humanity managed to slip into space in sizeable number thanks to the use of space and time warps, originally envisioned by science fiction writers, and then actualized by the new breed of paraphysicists. The species started turning up everywhere: rootless settlers with a habit of violence to get their way. The famous Earth drifted into the background. Nobody could locate it for sure among the myriad of settled planets. Some said Earth had been nuked to death by its intelligent manifestation. The feeling of a close call, in any case, permeated the consciousness of the colonizing humans. They carried with them a strong guilty fear of meeting their come-uppance among the stars. As they ruthlessly trashed planet after planet, sending every intelligent species they encountered into extinction, they apprehensively stared ahead to the showdown that would leave humans extinct.
They did find a few colonial empires built on force but none of these survived the civil wars that they couldn't repress. It was the political genius of the humans that were able to create a domestic democracy that utilized a neural network merger that manifested as the Almalgmnet from which all decision making an authority derived. Mitopol was the final name of the political system which was responsible for providing the technology for the neural net.
Once there was a center for all to refer to, centralization set in, concentration of the participators in the neural net into a relatively small elite ( in the low billions numberwise). Technology made its more economical to make an end run around the regular model human, replacing them with sophisticated classes of clones, seeking the perfect type to fill variously needed social roles: white, blue, wrist, ankle and etc collar workers were cloned from Jack Lemmon, Dolly Parton, Betty Page and O.J. Simpson respectively. Specialized fighting (i.e. invading) clones were provided by John Wayne, Mike Tyson, Frank Sinatra and more.
The crisis of conscience among humans is attributable to the founder of the Order, Leeamm, anthrophysicist, who provided demograph proof that humans were the only species possible that could threaten humans. Leeamm concluded that the real necessity of protect other species from humans.
Thus were born the Iandors - organic machines, meat engines modeled on Leeamm's physiological accomplishments resulting from experiments he made on himself and close associates. Miraculously only half a dozen deaths occured before the Order had a production pattern.The Leeammists had isolated part of the problem: the reptile brain. It had to go and with it went the ungovernable impulses associated with fight/flight. An Iandor was not compulsively quick on the draw and so could be sent as an advance guard to prepare the ground among any highly intelligent species kto make sure their image was harmless to rear guard settlers.
The Leeammists also pinpointed the reproductive apparatus which humans to over power others with numbers. That was removed as well. Meanwhile the meat machines were laid down in clever little strands, giving it extrodinary strength and awareness, but holding itself harmless. The sense of irreplaceable individuality that seemed derived from these physiological challenges was absent in Iandors.
The Mitopol elite thought they had something of broader utilization here. However the first re-engineered set of clones with reptile brains or sex organs missing in the first stamping, saw brains and organs returning after only months, sometimes days. Clones could not be treated like meat machines.
Neither could be treated like puppets. Autonomy broke out continually among clones and Iandors. Our Iandor was famous for the unparalleled flow of heir fluid transformations, running a gamut of species in a show that to witness people paid the Order bundles of paper pax for. Our Iandor made the Order rich but also fame made heir Attitude impossble to deal with. Comedians called heir The Heiretic and made the sexlessness of the Colgars even more of a sensation. It made her so sexy! It became a fashion among the Clones to amputate their reptilel brains and throw their genitalia out after. Yet fear, rage and lust did not disappear from the imitation Iandors. With no visible benefits, very few of the Clones could go long without reinstituting organ regrowth. As the saying went might as well be hung for a Creep as a Leeamm.
Our Iandor's unimeed confession pulled the highest ratings consistently. Anything shey expressed was what everyone wanted. This made heir the object of power politics and suddenly shey was "entrusted" with a delicate "case" among the stars. Off shey went.
Oddly however the clamor was so great among heir fans that the Elite, the Council of Archetectors, felt they had to break the unbreakable rule against Iandors being allowed into humein society.
All this, and more, is part of a prologue to the moment our Iandor appears in the starsystem P.ON.Der and reports to the Ecologue in charge of the Order's Colstry, a dark satellite that circles the PlanetCity TENDERLY.