cooked and ate outside every meal. a little too warm to cook inside+homes of wood and straw. long table under an old titan palm when the local binaries or hammer rains beat. 27 hour day, thick damp atmosphere, disinterested indigenous pathogens...(the things I've seen), this colony effortless. Sol foods thrived...rice, soy, salmon, buffatees, and kiwis. I tried to get sick of fish, steak, and berries...impossible. Last Turn eating amino sludge on dry tack for the final 91 months...He is not without mercy, at times. the locals called R12-5 "Harvest", 'cause it's all they fucking did.
Originally Harvest's rights were bought from the Fed's by the Draconis Combine, as a Buddhist philanthropy... Monks feeding the universe. They even planted Zen and Shaolin sects, to advance the sweet science. more Earth than Earth, holos of 20lb. cantaloupe were seen, and technocrats tasted obscenely marbled and delicate buffatee loin (there body produces a natural butter)... Once the DC realized the profit of modest and cheap homesteads...there have been worse cases of social engineering.
at the end of Delta-Fall during the rains, the titan palms finish loading their blossoms. its easy to tell, the trunk launch rings glow from indigo increasingly to rose with each successive night, up the trunk to barrel pod, til even it's pulsing ruby hazard. they wait for a clear night...so the colossus pennons can thrum low, thrust ganglia vibrations triggering the seed pods. phosphorescent catalysts combined, build to release, volcanoing anvil seeds skywards. where the colossus pennons see and gulp. tourists love it, but titan palms and colossus pennons were produced by the DC splice labs.
A "Jewel of the Confederation". Only problem, it used to be some other insane empire's jewel 10 million years prior. reason the indig microscopic fauna acted disinterested...it was pathetically basic...no viruses or prions, having only evolved for 9,983,647 years. (Talent #2: can feel a Spiral's age). the terraformers marveled at Harvest's baseline habitability, and lack of complex indig biosphere... ardent corporate lackies ignored the question, "who and what wiped the slate clean?". my presence indicated imminent revelations of secrets.
Titan palms utilize ludicrous amounts of nitrates and water, in addition to solar radiation. As more were planted in tighter proximity, there massive root systems tunneled downwards. massive photosynthetic icebergs, 30 tons of titan palm above ground=100 tons of roots. fibrous tendrils sought more Calvin cycle fuel...until they ran into something impossibly ancient and malevolent (big surprise)...vacation over...
Harvest's previous tenants really fucked their biosphere with weaponized phagocytes...only rational recourse, destroy all the DNA on the planet, using massive sentient vacuums, that power themselves through ripping apart adenine, thymine, guanine, and cytosine...all of it...live in orbiting Arks for 1,000 years...then repopulate. Only the Arks didn't last that long, or some of the "cleaning" machines made it out of the atmosphere... different sizes, shapes, symmetries, psychologies, modes of reproduction, but hubris remains universal amongst intelligent life...
cue the usual temporally vulgar, intradimensional struggle for flesh and sanity. spare ya'll the explosiony and soul wrenching details... Cleaning up a some other Creator's mess, left for a promising but ignorantly masochistic species. Gods? Pah! hardly, all their creations constantly cunt it up. And they wonder from whence hubris originates...
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