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"I've heard of a rude awakening, but yikes, pal! I thought I knew how to dig myself into holes!"Alien number 8, and the inspiration for this one is, well, obvious. I based the colors of this alien off of Monty Mole, from the Mario franchise, and the alien's body itself, is basically a re-colored Excadrill. I can at least confirm that this alien was shaped from official art of Excadrill, not a base.
Enough digging myself into a hole, let's see what this mole has to offer!
Side Note: I checked Armodrillo's info on the wiki, I'm not sure who changed the homeworld to Poiana Luncas, but as far as I'm concerned, Terraexcava is what I've known for a long time, and I'm sticking with it. Got a problem with it, tough.
Excavole is the Omnitrix's DNA Sample of a Talrinemvole from Terraexcava
Name:
Excavole
Species:
Talrinemvole
Homeplanet:
Terraexcava
Abilities:
-Enhanced Strength
-Enhanced Senses
-Drill Hands
-Drill Snout
-Enhanced Digging
-Enhanced Durability
-Claw Retraction
-Night Vision
Weaknesses:
-Blind in Daylight
-Can't break through magic
-Suffocation
-Electrical Vulnerability
LORE:
Terraexcava, the Talpaedan homeplanet. The desert planet that contains an alien race capable of rupturing the very ground they stand on, and their most dangerous predator, the Slamworm.
But, there's another species on this planet, one that's a bit stubborn, but still willing to do all it can to survive.
The Talrinemvole, a race of mole-like creatures with large, sharp, and dense claw-like protrusions growing out from its hands. They dig through the tough rock, buried beneath the sand as they move through the tunnels they've dug.
The Talrinemvole will constantly burrow and break through the toughest sediment, just to ensure they can share in the bounty with their stronger and more capable neighbors.
The claw-like protrusions that grow from the snout of these creatures act like pickaxes, chipping away at the rock and stone as the hands hack and strike through the ground. Unfortunately, you'd think living underground for all your life would give you some kind of benefit, but no.
Some of the Talrinemvole have suffocated underground, or even found themselves above the surface during a lightning storm, being fried to a disfigured crisp. It was also speculated, and later proven correct, that the Talrinemvole can't navigate on the surface in the day, as the brightness of natural light blinds them too much.
One particular day, an odd humanoid creature enveloped in a purple light had come down to the surface, bathing the planet in a magenta aura. The Talpaedans could break through this easily, but the Talrinemvole were essentially sealed underground, incapable of breaking free from their magical prison, for the moment.
Not a single one of the Talrinemvole or the Talpaedans knew of where the woman had come from, but it was clear that this was the turning tide of what would become of their species.
As the Talrinemvole tried to push against the magical barrier, it soon faded away.
The mysterious creature left the planet, and essentially drained the Talpaedans of their life force. Now rendered a bunch of big, yellow, bulky husks of metal with no signs of life, the Talrinemvole saw that they were now in peril. The Talpaedans were the only ones strong enough to face the Slamworms, but now with all of them dead, drained of their life force, they now saw that they were in danger.
Some weeks passed, and the new creator of the Omnitrix had landed on the planet, taking samples of the Talrinemvole with a sneering look in his eyes, and going on his way without another word.
No one seems to have a clue, let alone an idea, on why the galaxy is going so berserk, why alien species are being forced to die, adapt, and change, but some claim that it's the beings of myth, the Celestialsapiens, exacting their will. Wishing to torment their mortal kin and watch them squirm with every fruitless attempt to survive.
Maybe they were right, and maybe they weren't. All we know for sure, the world we live in, it hasn't been the same.