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Threats |
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You have the worst factories on this planet! |
Our great purpose demands that we remove your colony. |
We, of the loam, stand strong. |
We amount to little if anything at all. |
The planet's aura reveals it's trust in you. |
By Voren's snout! You're inept. |
Convictions! Do not get in the way of our convictions. |
Our cities have plenty of buildings. But you should see our gardens! |
We shrivel while you grow and grow. |
How your colony has blossomed! |
You are a corrupter of this earth. |
Uva Mosk production will mow you down. |
If you cut us down, our colony would still grow up from the stumps. |
It isn't going very well for us. Not at all. |
Show the defilers how it is done. |
Leave. Immediately. |
We will soon correct your excesses. |
Have you ever seen a colony flourish so? With roads so hidden. Buildings so efficient? |
All Uva Mosk shout injustice! |
You have been unknowingly been influenced by the revolution. It will guide you. |
How can you be so ugly? |
I swear on my proboscis you will be gone. |
We tax as well as we spend! |
I have so much… anger at you! |
How your City Centers gleam in the starlight. |
A parasite wouldn't stay on you. |
The days of your growing season are numbered. |
You should be envious of our large farms. |
Our factories make but little and our farms have small crops. |
None of your farms are ever caught needing synthetic fertalizer. |
We laugh at that colony! |
Very soon nothing will be left of your colony. |
Have you ever seen a colony so resilient? I doubt it. |
This world will feel sorrow if the Uva Mosk leave. |
You underestemate the rhythm of the cosmos. |
Compared to us you are nothing. |
We will uproot all resistance. |
Our roots are now secure. |
You make the great cause suffer! |
Your persona does not repulse this world. |
You're wasting this planet's resources. |
You shall immediately stop fouling the planet's atmosphere. Or you will answer to us. |
We, nature's siblings, claim this world! |
Our gardens are so barren…. |
It's strange. You're not like the other non-believers! |
The lands you own are withering. |
Your chances will wither much because of us. |
See how our colony grows! |
Even the planet is working against us! |
Like nourshing rain, your influence fuels this planet's growth. |
You are declining. |
We will tear out all your roads and ruin your power plants. |
The planet knows that we will care for it, and so we are being given every advantage. |
Our colony dishonors the ground it's placed on. |
Perhaps someday we could chew a tooba root together. |
This planet can't stand your mismanagement any longer! |
You will see how superior our technology is. |
Admit how powerful we have become. We won't mind. |
We are sad as we watch you achieve so much glory. |
Despite your flawed ideology, you still recycle your aluminium. |
Your little spots of land produce nothing. |
Do not attempt to stop our cause. |
We are as solid as the strongest tree. |
Our resources are depleting by the minute. |
We count you amoung our few comrades! |
That economy of yours is way beneath ours. |
Your future is being turned to mulch. |
Our cause shall drive us to victory! |
We blame you for our decline. |
Your colony makes the planet sing! |
You are not part of the great Uva Mosk Revolution. |
From now on be careful. You've become our chief concern. |
Without us, this world cannot survive. |
Somehow we haven't been able to coax enough out of our territories. |
Where you stand, the planet blooms. |
Even your trees are wretched. |
You have several territories that need our tending. |
The Uva Mosk colony is even making good use of your waste. |
We are way behind you! |
You fight like a revolutionary. |
A snail moves faster than your colony grows. |
We shall destroy your cities as an example to the galaxy! |
Only we understand the full value of this land. |
Our great cause! We must somehow keep it alive! |
Thankful territories thrive in your wake. |
Deflier! |
Nowhere will we let you thrive. And that is a real promise. |
Much energy, tremendous energy, powers our thriving colony. |
Please stop attacking us. We can send you many baskets of organic fruit. |
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Your waste is your greatest flaw. |
We shall push you back from where ever you came, whatever the cost! |
For the galaxy to survive, it must endure the revolution. |
Okay, okay, I admit it. I once say a bag in a tree, and I left it there! |
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May your mines deplete soon. |
Here is our motto. Spank the idiot and spare the planet. |
The animals of this world roar and twitter when we walk among them. |
I still believe in the cause. I still believe in the cause. I still believe in the cause. |
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The laughing wind spits mud onto your factories. |
We have just dug a huge pit for your refuse and you. |
The revolution will weather all. Especially you. |
You should treat me better. It's not easy being a revolutionary. |
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You must choke on the foul air floating over your nest, vermin! |
You are hereby threatened with execution, defiler! |
The purity of the Cause is greater than the force of your military. |
Once I lost a plastic spoon in a forest. But it was an accident. AN ACCIDENT! |
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Do you train soldiers or slugs? |
How we shall relish replanting the soil under your razed buildings. |
None can respond to the call of nature like the Uva Mosk. |
I, I still enjoy being a zealot. Most days. |
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Go ahead, sit on that compost heap you call a colony. |
We shall teach the galaxy to weed, and your colony will serve as the first demonstration. |
Fish somersault in our colony's many ponds. |
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Birds shall drop many offerings on your forehead. |
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Weed would die under your care! |
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