The Voice of Freedom
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To believe that all species in this universe are equal in one manner or another is flawed; it is an unrealistic ideal that we must not believe. We are Nekovalkyrja and it is that in which we must preserve above else. Our genesis has been granted to no god, only to perfection no matter our model or purpose.
Recently it appears our leaders may have lost sight of this; meddling in negotiations with the needy Lorath and Nepleslian. The only negotiation we should serve is a demand for their service to us; the higher beings in the universe. Instead we must waste our resources feeding their needy ways. How is this right? Should we be sacrificing for races that obvious natural selection has chosen to disfavor?
On the Nepleslians
We have not encountered anything quite this needy before. Even now they squabble among themselves while the Mishhuvurthyar close on their systems. Somehow they believe the coming surge will spare them; and if not that it’s that they expect us to once more bail them out of the hole they have dug…again.
Their planets are dirty; crime festers within their open sores as a nation even their admiralty seems to have the sense to flee. Their “Grand” Admiral with his ugly beard and flawed appearance hides within the mighty walls of our Hotaru Star Fortress, circling up there. His ship sat idle within our port as the enemy came, we were victorious but with no thanks to the cowards which escorted this “Joker Prince”.
He has come to negotiate something; likely to broker some unfavorable deal in hopes that we have somehow become drowsy due to war. But he is mistaken. We are Nekovalkyrja and war is but honey to our lips! We are even more aware. So let us hope that reason serves and the Joker Prince finds only our benefit raised, perhaps even he can learn to grovel in our presence.
With this my apologies to Uesu; short sightedness perhaps allowed them their independence. Another pang in our heads that perhaps some have forgotten what it is to be Nekovalkyrja!
On the Lorath
Leeches…There is no other way to describe this mold of genetic imperfection. These clumsy hulks were tossed upon us by the central government. Like princesses in Fairy Tales the Lorath called from their tower for their knight in shining armor to come and rescue them. It is only hopeful that we did so with ourselves in mind!
Oh we should frown for the retraction of the Species Restriction Act. Now we must fight along side them, even worse provide them access to our wisdom, intelligence and technology. Should we wait for them to straggle behind?
We should be worried; their technology has taken leaps within our help. How long is it before they turn upon us like those who they last served? Watch this carefully my sisters, trouble brews within their minds.
So Jiyuu has this picture that we have painted for you bring you enlightenment? More will follow.
Voice of Freedom
S.T.M.
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This article in no way reflects the OOC views of its author.
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Quantum Level Encryption and Subscriber Genetic Lock Employed.
To believe that all species in this universe are equal in one manner or another is flawed; it is an unrealistic ideal that we must not believe. We are Nekovalkyrja and it is that in which we must preserve above else. Our genesis has been granted to no god, only to perfection no matter our model or purpose.
Recently it appears our leaders may have lost sight of this; meddling in negotiations with the needy Lorath and Nepleslian. The only negotiation we should serve is a demand for their service to us; the higher beings in the universe. Instead we must waste our resources feeding their needy ways. How is this right? Should we be sacrificing for races that obvious natural selection has chosen to disfavor?
On the Nepleslians
We have not encountered anything quite this needy before. Even now they squabble among themselves while the Mishhuvurthyar close on their systems. Somehow they believe the coming surge will spare them; and if not that it’s that they expect us to once more bail them out of the hole they have dug…again.
Their planets are dirty; crime festers within their open sores as a nation even their admiralty seems to have the sense to flee. Their “Grand” Admiral with his ugly beard and flawed appearance hides within the mighty walls of our Hotaru Star Fortress, circling up there. His ship sat idle within our port as the enemy came, we were victorious but with no thanks to the cowards which escorted this “Joker Prince”.
He has come to negotiate something; likely to broker some unfavorable deal in hopes that we have somehow become drowsy due to war. But he is mistaken. We are Nekovalkyrja and war is but honey to our lips! We are even more aware. So let us hope that reason serves and the Joker Prince finds only our benefit raised, perhaps even he can learn to grovel in our presence.
With this my apologies to Uesu; short sightedness perhaps allowed them their independence. Another pang in our heads that perhaps some have forgotten what it is to be Nekovalkyrja!
On the Lorath
Leeches…There is no other way to describe this mold of genetic imperfection. These clumsy hulks were tossed upon us by the central government. Like princesses in Fairy Tales the Lorath called from their tower for their knight in shining armor to come and rescue them. It is only hopeful that we did so with ourselves in mind!
Oh we should frown for the retraction of the Species Restriction Act. Now we must fight along side them, even worse provide them access to our wisdom, intelligence and technology. Should we wait for them to straggle behind?
We should be worried; their technology has taken leaps within our help. How long is it before they turn upon us like those who they last served? Watch this carefully my sisters, trouble brews within their minds.
So Jiyuu has this picture that we have painted for you bring you enlightenment? More will follow.
Voice of Freedom
S.T.M.
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This article in no way reflects the OOC views of its author.
