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7/6/2025, 3:59:27 AM
Even before you were the Supreme Ruler, you always hated them. You've dreamed of nothing more then punishing and knocking them down a branch. Those ugly, evil little pink tubefaces.
Fuck the Aristocrats. Seriously.
Their constant smug sense of elitism and superiority. Their duplicitous and two-faced nature. Their cruel and sadistic society and obsession with perverse and degenerate art. They mock the Hegemony and your culture, calling you spartan and fake; a hundred times more authentic then the pure military utility of Esaal society and not whorishly sold and commodified like the Consortium species; yet that still isn't authentic and high brow enough for them. Not only that, but previous Supreme Rulers have tried to share fruits from your tree with them; letting them tour the conquered territories, the marvelous city of Myym, seeing your multi-racial society as it flourishes, and what do they do with this gift? They sent out custom sicknesses to weaken your industrial workforce and laugh at the cruel fate they inflicted upon one Farro Val.
The last straw came just a few years ago, when it was revealed a biocontaiminate on a colony world, the mysterious Breathstealer Flowers that almost killed a bunch of colonists at a special school, was not a Hazaar leftover, but something the Aristocrats planted intentionally on that planet during their tours of the Hegemony. So in the same breath where they praised Hass Takar for destroying their cast-off Hazaar; they also planted seeds to poison and potentially kill his people. It was only by sheer luck that one of the colonists had a special talent and was able to save the lives of the others. You began your war preperations immediately; you had to send Usis in your stead to clean up that situation.
It's time the Aristocrats get put in their place.
“Your Majesty, the war fleet is ready. Though I would like to ask, for the sake of posterity, what is your strategic objectives for this conflict? Extermination might be too out of the question for such a resiliant species...”
”Oh no Threes, I am no fool. We aren't going to be conquering their territory and taking planets. My father spent his entire reign dealing with the Hazaar leftovers and making the new colonies livable by honest and decent life forms; and that's after the Hazaar were already exterminated and whose biotechnology was much inferior to the Aristocrats. No, this is a humiliation war.”
Fuck the Aristocrats. Seriously.
Their constant smug sense of elitism and superiority. Their duplicitous and two-faced nature. Their cruel and sadistic society and obsession with perverse and degenerate art. They mock the Hegemony and your culture, calling you spartan and fake; a hundred times more authentic then the pure military utility of Esaal society and not whorishly sold and commodified like the Consortium species; yet that still isn't authentic and high brow enough for them. Not only that, but previous Supreme Rulers have tried to share fruits from your tree with them; letting them tour the conquered territories, the marvelous city of Myym, seeing your multi-racial society as it flourishes, and what do they do with this gift? They sent out custom sicknesses to weaken your industrial workforce and laugh at the cruel fate they inflicted upon one Farro Val.
The last straw came just a few years ago, when it was revealed a biocontaiminate on a colony world, the mysterious Breathstealer Flowers that almost killed a bunch of colonists at a special school, was not a Hazaar leftover, but something the Aristocrats planted intentionally on that planet during their tours of the Hegemony. So in the same breath where they praised Hass Takar for destroying their cast-off Hazaar; they also planted seeds to poison and potentially kill his people. It was only by sheer luck that one of the colonists had a special talent and was able to save the lives of the others. You began your war preperations immediately; you had to send Usis in your stead to clean up that situation.
It's time the Aristocrats get put in their place.
“Your Majesty, the war fleet is ready. Though I would like to ask, for the sake of posterity, what is your strategic objectives for this conflict? Extermination might be too out of the question for such a resiliant species...”
”Oh no Threes, I am no fool. We aren't going to be conquering their territory and taking planets. My father spent his entire reign dealing with the Hazaar leftovers and making the new colonies livable by honest and decent life forms; and that's after the Hazaar were already exterminated and whose biotechnology was much inferior to the Aristocrats. No, this is a humiliation war.”
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