What a big weekend we're having here in Australia: the AFL Grand Final, the NRL Grand Final and the beginning of Daylight Saving in those other states for whom Mister Sun is just not good enough, apparently. I don't begin to comprehend Rugby in any shape or form, but certainly all kinds of football seem to bring out the tribalist in people. Fans cease to act as individuals and form The Mob: Us versus Them in a screaming, heaving mass of humanity, face paint and outrageously-priced coloured scarves. So... let's see what Bradbury's Jar has to say about that. This week's prompt is: Primal. Make of that what you will

Be warned -- this is strictly off the cuff! * * * * * Something was wrong with Keyop. He'd started moving about like a chimp -- he was even trying to knuckle-walk. The only sounds he made were his normal vocal tics mixed in with grunts. He refused to wear clothes. Several weeks passed (and, thankfully, Spectra did not attack). Finally, Chief Anderson summoned G-Force to his office in Center Neptune. The team stood at attention before the chief's desk...except for Keyop, who was hanging from a light fixture in the ceiling. "It's taken a considerable amount of searching," Chief Anderson said, "but Zark has found the cause of Keyop's condition." "Can he be cured?" Mark asked. "I hope so." Princess said, "His loin cloth's getting pretty rank." Keyop reached down and started grooming Jason. "Hey!" the Condor cried as he slapped the boy's hands away, "Take your stinking paws off me, you damn dirty ape!" "What's wrong with him, Chief?" Tiny asked. "Instead of signing up for Amazon Prime," Anderson answered, "Keyop signed up for Amazon Primal."

*groan*

Well, you're about a month too late for Fathers' Day (in Australia, that is) but that was definitely a Dad Joke.

EW. I had a good laugh. Keyops loin cloths. Wonder if he refused to ket Princess wash them. Bwahhh...

Princess' expression changed from dead serious to a sense of revelation. Flicking through her Womans weekly magazine relaxing on the sofa taking the whole seat to herslf the Swan appeared to be in ephoric state muttering to herself. " That explains everything." " Explains what?" A curious Eagle place his own book into his lap. " Well... why you behave like you do..." Womens magazines the experts on males, groaning internally he wondered what airy headed journalist wrote this time. " Enlighten me." He said. She sat up straighter, ready to educate the Eagle." Primal... you really don't... well express your emotions because you have no clue what they are most of the time." " What?" Scatching his head, " I'm in touch with my emotions." "What are they right now?" She smirked. I really don't know, he thought wildly like an animal caught in a trap by the hunter. Staring into her green eyes for a second, she got her answer. Mumbling something about reading novels instead of gossip magazines....he hide his face into his book as she turned her ambush on an unsuspecting Condor walking into the room...

LOL ... I'm with the Eagle on that one, I still very much struggle to know what I'm feeling.

EW -- an honest mistake! It can happen to anyone!

ES -- it's a lost cause, no??? Princess will eventually realise it.

Haven't done one of these in a while, so here goes! There is Predators and there is Prey. Both have primal urges that tend to guide their behaviour. Humans - humanoids, whatever, believe that these urges can be trained and control. Armies, especially, think that their soldiers can be trained to not run from things that, if they were intelligent, they WOULD run from. Sometimes it works. For Spectra, it had worked very well, and they had managed to conquer quite a number of planets with their soldiers trained to ignore the "flight" instinct. However, there comes a time when a bigger and more badass predator comes on the scene, and predator becomes prey. For the average Spectran soldier, that predator was known collectively as G-Force. And G-Force took full advantage of their "bigger and more badass" reputation. However, they discovered other primal things that happened when prey was pushed to a certain point. That's when they stopped trying to engage Spectran troops directly and just went straight to blowing up their Mecha. Why they didn't take prisoners anymore. Especially when the Phoenix maintenance staff refused to clean up after the prisoners really primal fear urges happened on board Phoenix.

Ha!

Ooooh Madilayn! That hurt!

Oh dear.

That would be horrible for the cleaning staff. I can imagine them asking for a pay rise to do it.