Thread:AngryLance/@comment-39280634-20200210184758/@comment-27666783-20200219223602

@Lance

Nono, not male Hellhounds. As in UberHumans with the mental resilience and aggressive disposition of Hellhounds. They are essentially humans prepped to be 'aight with colonizing Hell and being sort of the picket fence to prey on Mamono to would be husband-raiders think twice on attacking something.

They get a kick in fighting, don't secret adrenaline and cortisol toward things so they can't into panicking, and have the willpower of John McClane on supersteroids.

They are also less so soldiers and more like... Marshals? They come out to go and stalk, intimidate, and subdue hostile Mamono. Though, sometimes they themselves are the issue so in turn they have to be contained by other Athleta sometimes. They are still human though, and are capable of compassion purposefully so that Firebrands don't bilogically become murderers. Kobolds for instance are humongously popular as companions and trackers for Firebrands,

'' Mr. Weiss, the placement officer, sent for me a week after I was sworn in. He was actually a retired psychological-warfare major, on active duty for procurement, but he wore mufti and insisted on being called just “Mister” and you could relax and take it easy with him. He had my list of preferences and the reports on all my tests and I saw that he was holding my high school transcript—which pleased me, for I had done all right in school; I had stood high enough without standing so high as to be marked as a greasy grind, having never flunked any courses and dropped only one, and I had been rather a big man around school otherwise; swimming team, debate team, track squad, class treasurer, silver medal in the annual literary contest, chairman of the homecoming committee, stuff like that. A well-rounded record and it’s all down in the transcript.''

''He looked up as I came in, said, “Sit down, Johnnie,” and looked back at the transcript, then put it down. “You like Kobolds?”''

''  “Huh? Yes, sir.”''

''  “How well do you like them? Did your Kobold sleep on your bed? By the way, where is she now?”''

''  “Why, I don’t happen to have-... live with just at present. But when I did—well, no, she didn’t sleep on my bed. You see, she was more like a sister to me.”''

  “But didn’t you sneak her in?”

''  “Uh—” I thought of trying to explain Mother’s not-angry-but-terribly-terribly-hurt routine when you tried to buck her on something she had her mind made up about. But I gave up. “No, sir.”''

''Mr. Weiss scowled. “Mmm…you’re too young ever to have been married but you’ve seen marriage, your own parents at least. Can you imagine being married to a Caleb?”''

''“Huh? No. No, I can’t.”''

''  “The emotional relationship between the dog-man and the man-dog in the K-9 team is a great deal closer and much more important than is the emotional relationship in most marriages. If the Dog is killed…well, we can’t kill the man even though it would be the simplest solution. Instead we restrain him and hospitalize him and slowly put him back together. If the man gets killed...” He picked up a pen, made a mark. “I don’t think we can risk assigning a boy to K-9 who didn’t outwit his mother to have his Kobold sleep with him. So let’s consider something else.”''

I stole this as well from Starship Troopers and am proud of it.