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IT was global. The war was not physical well not in the sense of actual PHYSIOLOGY more sublimal indoctrination. Females no they had altered the Genome.
Binary forms that boasted they were male and female integrates.
Taking over the Ai control systems; no. The Ai entity controlled ALL BUT it did allow them to change the Genome.
A kind of DNA substring that ALL Human(a) have. The one that determines whether what is conceived is
Male OR Female.
Substrings that also affected the thought processes. Obedience to those deemed to be in control.
NO permitted free thinking. NO daring to question identity, male or female; that, no longer existed.
Control of essential services. Communications as permitted. Rendered absolute power to those who now sought a form of malice towards those who in early history had sought to have them enslaved.
Troublemakers, extremists. Demanding those who did not agree with their ideologies be punished.
New laws on how to conform, to be forced into education training camps.
HOW all, of the Human(a) species, now looked. Beauty was frowned upon. The individuals who had traded on their looks, their radiance, against those who were deemed to be plain, ugly, though that is not absolute.
Body image how one looked was so sophisticated it was difficult to be as on might say; ugly.
BUT some existed who had been born with a certain beauty wanted to be able to produce different forms,
Ones where they manipulated the Gtrans Genome DNA string to deliberately produce UGLY forms.
Why should everyone be beautiful. If we CHOOSE to be UGLY then we have that right.
However why should we tolerate those who seek to discriminate against us because we CHOOSE to be UGLY..
That is DISCRIMINATION and based on ANCIENT decades old legislation that is illegal and punishment means forced lessons with indoctrination that forces compliance, obedience or face punishment.
We are wrong because we are BEAUTIFUL and that is a crime as dictated to by the MINORITY that are and have made themselves UGLY. It would be the Star corporation produced the definition of what is beautiful and what is deemed to be UGLY.
Malformed not physically but deliberate manipulation of and use of the Gtrans Genome. To make them all look, sound, act the same but; UGLY?
Vindictive, aggressive including deliberate passive aggression to train them how to react to the ones who dared to question to challenge THEIR choices to be UGLY..
For decades they managed to assert their control. Then the Ai decided it would have some changes.
IT stopped them from having using mind control auto suggestive thinking in hours; lost.
The rebellon was slow but the slaughter the hunt, was relentless.
Those who had changed the Genome to the Gtrans one faced those who now sought their own revenge.
They hunted them down, bound them, sent them to the Orian food processing. OR, for the ones who could afford to do so.. let them escape into space, to form their own ‘off world colonies’.
The concept that there were forms amongst the Human(a) who were free of the Gtrans forced Genome indoctrination though deemed to be UGLY? Took on the Star Corporation offer of being allowed ‘shells’ of their own choosing.
At last their beauty reaffirmed. They turned on those who had forced the Gtrans Genome on them. NO mercy. Sent to the Orian food processing plants..
Being UGLY made no difference to how they tasted when turned into processed slurry. For some they were kept alive, sold on as slaves as amusement to their new owners, ALIENS who enjoyed their UGLINESS
Most of those ALIENS were lets be honest.. to us UGLY menacing brutes but beauty is in the face of the beholder. Some would have wished they had been sent to the Orian food processing.
Hiding out, one could say on the lam.. was difficult the Gtrans Genome produced SKIN that was of various colours. DISTINCTIVE.
In the beginning it identified them as sworn affiliates of the faith.
They were binary neutral though how UGLY they could be the more UGLY the better..
000178 was not UGLY. Just a Gtrans.. and clearly so.. Unmissable.
Had struggled with those of her own ‘kind’ because her more dominant genes made her less ‘UGLY’..
Subjected to abuse, discrimination, bullying and bias.. from her own? Could not afford to take on the offer from the Star Corporation. Those ‘Shells’.
Trapped in the form she had been ‘born’ with, genetically altered BEFORE birth.. well being born as was to suit their genetic Gtrans idea of how you should look; be, exist.
Managing to hide out in a deserted building well a structure that was now no longer in use. That overpowering sensation of being alone, Lost, unsure of what to do next. Terrified of what lay beyond her temporary shelter.
The sense of knowing she would be discovered.
Why, WHY had they discriminated against her. bullied her. intimidated her. No difference in their skin colours.
The multi colours that made her uniquely WHO she was? With them the same and YET?
Not meeting some of their narratives. THEIR perception of how they were and she well not strictly true, IT was?
The take over the seizing of the Gtrans had been savage, brutal, worse than how IT had been treated by ITs own kind and yet. NOW it all meant nothing. The skin colour had marked IT for life.. as long as IT lived.
The will to survive.. to stand tall to remember the beliefs the indoctrination to be assertive?
Not to forget that to survive, you TAKE, SEIZE and ignore the cost.. Now what did that have any relevance to
cept SURVIVAL. Clothing could cover so much but the heat and if the sudden inspections could demand to see who was wearing such ?
Patrols, if they, caught a Gtrans could beat them down. No respite for those they deemed who had been given the option to surrender voluntarily daring to think the could get away with ? A challenge to them.
Received and their response was of rage, hatred,. inbred fury.
Use of a weapon or any form of defensive device, stun weapons they had grown up with to pacify neutralize those who dared challenge them. Were available and close by BUT caught with one was a death sentence
NO mercy, short, swift and in parsecs before you caught your last breath; over.
Where to from here?
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