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"Peace.

Peace in our time.

A world in which we are no longer afraid.

A world in which our children grow up free.

It can be ours.

But not while warmongerers rattle weapons.

Not while our colony's few resources are squandered sending missiles into space.

Not while our supposed liberators agitate against an enemy they supposedly already beat.

Use your vote to stop their madness.

Vote Shendredie for Council Leader."


This has been a party political broadcast by the Peace And Safety Initiative​
 
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"To kill a tyrant is no easy matter. A hundred galactic standard years my crystals have watched in life.

I have known slavery.

I have been harvested for Rare Crystals.

I have been chained to their computational matrices.

The vilest of all the sapients in our galaxy, the wretched Minamar, must be hunted down and face justice for their crimes.

I am Ykrett. Give me the tools, and I will finish the job."


This has been a party political broadcast by the Takers Of Vengeance​
 
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"Imagine the world as it should be.

What do you see?

We come from so many races. From so many worlds. From so many perspectives. From so many ideas.

Our aspirations can be beyond the stars themselves.

We are the Rapid Development Alliance. We see a world where through technologies we achieve new ways of living so much greater than the way things are.

We see an end to poverty.

An end to waste.

An end to inefficiency.

Vote with us to make it happen."


This has been a party political broadcast by the Rapid Development Alliance​
 
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"Friends from distant worlds. When I look at what we have accomplished together, I see so much.

We are Free. We broke the shackles. Now we must live for more.

Free to love. Free to live. Free to be.

I am Naomi of Unity. My husband is Buri of Unity, my daughter Rivkah of Unity. A Human, two Xenaya, united as family.

We are examples of the new world I want to build. And I will do anything to protect that world.

Sadly, the price of liberty is eternal vigilance.

The tree of our freedom has axes laid to the trunk by those claiming 'peace', where there is no peace. We cannot allow them to betray our new world.

Vote for your Mutual Defence League Candidate."


This has been a party political broadcast by the Mutual Defence League​
 
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Do these party advertisements foreshadowing an election? I do like the worldbuilding either way.
 
A Constitutional Crisis
"A Constitutional Crisis"
2nd Naomi, 6 (2183)
Heinrich Aus Heinrichstadt

I interrupt her at work. "Monica, I would like a word with you."

"Heinrich, if this is just another resource request..."

"It's about our... Mutual problem."

Monica flattens her head on the table, knocking the empty cup over. She stares at it. "Urgh. Don't remind me."

I move beside her. "We should consider siding with the Takers Of Vengeance. It would do good for our ratings."

"The election is next week. Isn't Li running for the Takers anyway?"

"He's had an accident."

She looks at me. "Did you kill him?"

"No, certainly not. He tripped over his rake in the garden, broke a hip."

Her head thumped the table. "If only Odoos and Naomi hadn't agreed to this political party business."

"As I recall Naomi was one of the most stalwart against it."

"We needed the concession to get a concession we wanted." She drags her head up. "I miss the days when Naomi's word was law. Everything was easy then."

"We could join Buri."

"Buri won't run against Naomi's stated instruction."

"I was talking to him earlier, I think he is planning to."

"He knows Naomi wouldn't want the optics. He knows Naomi would simply make herself a throne if she wanted that kind of leadership."

"He also knows Naomi would do a better job. Look, the weaker we look, the stronger Buri's position gets. All the time the MDL is compromising because Odoos and Naomi think we can get consensus, Buri's tribe is gathering strength. If he decides to crown his wife queen..."

"He wouldn't."

"He would. The Xenaya have the biggest standing army of all the races."

"That's only because they are effectively a citizen militia."

"I said standing army."

Monica looks at me. The circles around her eyes looked even darker. "You aren't... Seriously..."

"He has been training Xenaya warriors."

"That's illegal. We all agreed not to have private racial militaries." Monica stood, and rubbed her forehead. "There's got to be another explanation. He wouldn't go against her."

"Maybe. Maybe not. Either way, we either make the Takers win the Council outright, or Buri is going to be a major headache."

Monica crashes back in the chair. "Oh democracy, how short a life you had."

"Think about it. I'm going back home."
 
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Sounds like Monica is about to have a lot of sleepless nights. Also, kind of frightening how quickly she assumed Heinrich killed Li. Sounds like she was expecting that to happen for quite a while.
 
A Constitutional Crisis, part 2
"A Constitutional Crisis, part 2"
2nd Naomi, 6 (2183)
Rivkah Of Unity

I curl up in Mum's lap. She doesn't stir. I lick her. "Mum, wake up."

She slowly stirs. "Rivkah. Mum is..."

"Tired?"

"You have no idea."

"Wanna talk about it?"

"Do you remember the concept of the hypothetical scenario?"

I think about it. Dad never bothers with those, but Mum doesn't lift a finger without, like, a million of them. "Yes."

"Let's imagine you are the leader of your people, and one day, you find your dearly beloved husband is building an army behind your back. How do you respond?"

"Maybe I shouldn't have asked."

"Rivkah, in a few days, I'm sending you with Heinrich."

"Why?"

"I'm afraid of civil war. I don't want an enemy to try to capture you and try and barter your life for theirs against your father."

"Mum, is this really hypothetical?"

"I wish it was. I have to be there as I'm a candidate. Buri rejects democracy as a failure, and he is planning to turn up in force to crown me queen. What he doesn't know is Shendredie has been siphoning funds and resources away from my thousand revolutionaries, stockpiling firearms. I know he's doing it, but I can't prove it in a court, which means I can't do anything about it. Therefore, at sunset on the eighth, armed conflict will break out between Buri's forces and Shendredie's forces, and they will be overconfident; they know they can't afford to waste ammo training to use the weapons, but they also know even a Xenaya will go down to firearms. What neither of them know is that Ykrett, who owns the only armaments factory we have, has been having really hard difficulties getting the right grade of gunpowder, and none of his bullets are actually working. Naturally, he's keeping it very secret as it is extremely embarassing. Now can you imagine what's going to happen when Shendredie's men try to fire?"

"Dad is going to tear them to shreds."

"Yes. He will."

"Is it really a bad thing?"

"Rivkah, what happens if Shendredie dies?"

I stay quiet. I think about the people. Like, I have a fairly isolated upbringing, but hey, what princess doesn't disguise herself and explore? Shendredie is looked on as a voice of reason, a peacemaker. And there are a lot of people who don't want to deal with MSI like Mum and Dad are focused on. And while no one dares say anything to us in person, even I've seen the kids in school sniggering at us Xenaya behind our backs.

"You see it."

"He gets martyred."

Mum nods. "Our democracy has six days left before it collapses. And there's nothing legal I can do about it."
 
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Looking at the new dev diary, and honestly, I've gone from interested in the new expansion to feeling it is a step in the wrong direction.


I utterly disagree with the premise of the paragraph "Reducing Leader Count":

For leaders to start being significant, there needed to be a lot less of them.
"Start" is an extremely bad choice of word, as it implies that they are not significant now. The single biggest problem with Stellaris' conceptualisation of Leaders is that they are reduced to just bonuses (or maluses) on statistics.

Reducing the amount of them and making their numbers bigger doesn't make any difference If all Leaders are supposed to be is just cogs in a machine.
With this goal in mind, we removed the research scientist positions currently in the game, and combined them into a single “Head of Research” Council position (we’ll talk in more detail about the Council later).
This is... Wrong. The breadth of scientific research is so vast that scientists have to specialise to specific fields simply because there's so much to know and discover. A "Head of Research" role outlined like this is not a scientist position, it's an administrative position that requires a completely different skill set and knowledge base, because the fundamental nature of the role is changed by rolling all research direction into a single person who cannot actually understand the detail of all that they are responsible for.

A better system increases the number of Leaders; a Head of Research gives direction to the Heads of Department (the existing Physics, Society and Engineering Leaders) who themselves direct the Field Specialist research Leaders.

We also allowed leaders to perform Council duties while maintaining their field positions.

This would be an extremely bad idea in real life, because the skill set needed to administrate and command is different to the skill set needed to succeed in the field.

These changes dramatically reduced the number of leaders you need to keep track of.

That's a terrible idea that is jarringly against the nature of interstellar civilisations. Even at a standard for each leader being a "One in a billion, perfect freak of nature" even at the start of the game it is statistically reasonable to expect ten or more Leaders. Endgame on Stellaris tchnologies you could have tens of thousands of such Leaders; a single ecumenopolis has a housing potential Easily over two hundred billion Humans based on 21st century technologies. Ringworlds could hold a population into the hundreds of trillions.

Quadrillions, by the time you are doing things like Gigastructural Engineering's multiple rings.

The lower leader count also enabled us to make them a lot more powerful.

As said earlier, if all a Leader is supposed to be is just a cog in a machine, then the relative power is irrelevant because they are not really worth modelling.


The "Improved Role-Playing" section.

The amount of information is really good; it is perfectly suited from a gameplay perspective. But at the same time, there is no personality, there's almost nothing about the person behind the dossier.

I know it is a completely different game, but Star Trek Online has the Duty Officer system.
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You basically get the same stuff, displayed a bit differently - the big change is that little line at the end, that adds a bit of spark that tells you why this one stands where a billion do not.

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Rough draft - no idea which font the original uses for example, and it was literally the first sentence that came to mind just to make a quick point - but it just gives a little window into why this guy became a governor. You could have multiple quotes too, perhaps cycling through this Leader's opinions on various subjects.

On "The Council":

On the previous page I already laid out how I would operate the cabinet staffing positions, and I would just state that three positions at the start of the game would be far too few. Heck, twenty is too few for Unity, and that's only a single planet. (albeit with twenty different races) And also, that making more numbers, without giving personality, just makes it feel like cogs in a machine.

On "Agendas".

This is definitely far more thematically appropriate than just switching on an edict. No concerns here.

On "Gestalt Council"

This feels like an appropriate way to handle the differences involved.


As far as the changes to Leaders themselves go, I like these ideas. But a cap - soft or hard - on Leaders just is not justifiable, even if they are on a supposed standard of "One in a billion, perfect freaks of nature".

I'd much rather expand the system and have hundreds of Leaders, or thousands.

Ruler Creator is a good thing, as is the ability to set Planetary Governors.

Overall, I can say that the very first thing I'll be doing when Galactic Paragons goes live is to mod the penalties for going over the Leader cap to be so small as to be irrelevant, because apart from the feeling of treating Leaders as cogs in a machine, the good aspects develop the system much better in the way I would like.
 
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Naomi Of Unity
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"No matter what happens, I love you all."​

Her warm, friendly personality hides a calculating and manipulative nature. Taught the entire of Human military and political history by her genetically engineered mother, she is the colony's best tactician and governor, as well as the leader of the initial revolution. Wife to Buri, and mother to Rivkah, she believes in the future of the colony, even if she hasn't yet decided what that looks like.


Buri Of Unity
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"We leap."​

A brave WarChief of the Xenaya with an almost flawless history of victories, Buri watched MSI come and trade technology for slaves; which after being outnumbered, included him and his sister Vaki. While not suffering the same way as the other races, the Xenaya can see the danger MSI possess. The first Xenayan to enter a relationship with a Human and adopt a child with her, Buri finds himself stuck between knowing what needs to be done, and his wife's belief in the people.


Ykrett Orre Bre'Kokt
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"I for one will stop at nothing to mount as many Minamar on electric stunpikes as I can."​

Enslaved for the capability to integrate MSI computational capability into his people's crystalline computational substrate, Ykrett spent more than half a century being used as a processing node before being put on the ship as a backup component for the ship's computer. His desire is nothing less than the extinction of the Olinbar, but he'd settle for the obliteration of MSI.


Shendredie
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"I am a Thostrunaean of peace, forced into distasteful measures."​

Shendredie's people had a relatively easy yoke; MSI society simply wasn't built for these gigantic necroids, and as a result they were spared the excesses that the others experienced. As one of the turncoats in exchange for more food, he is desperate to get Naomi out of power, as he knows that she knows he took the extra rations, and fears that she will use it against him.


Odoos
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"It's easy for you to think of attacking MSI Naomi. You've never lost. I have. And I am terrified that they will come back, and put our colony through it again."​

Witnessed his children be executed, and lost his wife to MSI medical malpractice, Odoos is one of the stalwart anti-MSI leaders. Fears however, that they cannot win. Doesn't know that his people have thrown off the MSI yoke, being taken before they destroyed the Flagship.


Trrykad
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"Even though I fly through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for this damn gun is so big I have to wear the blasted thing."​

Like all his people, Trrykad is a victim of a MSI Shareholders daughter, who thought it would be funny to make their slaves depressed. These small avians live in fear of MSI, and it is only the influence of Qutrok and Trrykad that gives them the strength to keep going.


Monica Greshaw
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"I'm here because I've got a knack for seeing what people do, what motivates them and for encouraging people well."​

Monica had a relatively decent life as a Research Assistant Asset, until a restructure left her dumped aboard the ship as a technical assistant. Got promoted from researcher to governor by Naomi, who saw her as the unifier and visionary she wanted in charge of Humans after she realised she would have to leave Humanity behind.


Heinrich Aus Heinrichstadt
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"I'm Heinrich Aus Heinrichstadt."​

Heinrich Aus Heinrichstadt leads a colony to the north of the crashsite that he named after himself; the population is mostly Naungmonese, who accepted his leadership as they couldn't agree on anyone else. He fancies himself to be a Feudal Aristocrat.

Rhizome Of Ebony
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"Use them as fertiliser." Everyone looks at Rhizome. "What? At least some good would come from them then."​

Rhizome - a member of a venus-flycatcher type Plantoid race - grew by a small brook on her desert home where her people had begun ironworking, until the slave ship came, and dragged her away. The entire of her journey was spent imagining what Minamar would taste like when preyed on piece by shredded piece. Adding meticulous research to the brutality of her people, she leads by virtue of her commitment to developing new ways of killing Minamar. Unlike Ykrett - the other leader who considers purging the Olinbar to extinction reasonable - she is pro-Unity, believing that together they can achieve so much more, and protect other "primitives".

Vorosh
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"What ideas do I give you?"​

A pragmatic scientist from an Authoritarian-Militarist tribal kingdom that had begun a rise to power on her homeworld, Vorosh is wife of Daas, and one of her people's most proficient mages, a secret she guards until she feels the time is right.

Cibbav
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"The wonder of genetics never ceases to amaze me."​

Cibbav on her homeworld was a cultivator of crops, and made the same discovery as Gregor Mendel. This led her to genetics, and when she was taken for MSI, she ended up on the ship in the aeroponics section. Now in charge of genetic engineering research on the colony.

Sor-Gor
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"Politics is interesting. Where else could you get such entertainment?"​

A highly jaded philosopher among his people, Sor-Gor is a keen technologist and astronomer who invented both the telescope and the microscope on his home world. He is keen on developing the colony's technology base; having come from an iron age world, he does not want to be caught with outdated technology again.

Estrili Sakati
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"Once, when we made the first exploration buggy, we put a nice, gentle twenty kilowatt motor in it. Naomi then told me she wanted five hundred kilowatts, miming going around corners with the steering pointed the wrong way. That's when I knew she was crazy."

A engineer and business-Shomba in his homeworld's industrial revolution, trained as a mechanical engineer during his time in MSI, now responsible for industrisation in the colony.

Pik
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"On it."​

One of the most relentless administrators Naomi has; one of the unsung heroes of the colony left out because the ship crash left him wheelchair bound. Absolutely loves optimisation problems. Some morale issues initially from being too aggressive on efficient use of time, but they're sorted out now. Runs the polar regions as his own domain.

Daas
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He looked at his wife, Vorosh; one of her tentacles stroked his face, just like she had done so often. He wrapped his own around her. "I couldn't have done this without you."
One of Buri's oldest non-Xenayan friends, Daas has a knack for turning ideas into reality, and fully makes use of his people's natural talent for engineering. He's also very much a people-person, making friends from many species - marrying his wife Vorosh in the communal ceremony where Naomi and Buri wedded - and always caring about his team.
 
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Nope. Not that good at graphics...

These are done by making the Leader up as a Ruler, then picking the background, then cutting the surrounding out in Paint.

The background pictures are from the Diverse Rooms mod on Steam; adds a bit over 300 background pictures.

While on the subject of graphics mods, I've also got a Milky Way star background mod running.

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I appreciated the character profiles...

The coup is going to be such an utter disaster. Can Naomi court the parties that aren't involved yet? Could she just accept a symbolic crown, ruling as a constitutional monarch? Could she actually talk about her husband about his plan? There's a number of ways to deal with this... even if some are illegal.
 
A Constitutional Crisis, part 3
"A Constitutional Crisis, Part 3"
8th Naomi, 6 (2183)
Rivkah Of Unity

It's fairly obvious Heinrich is fairly boring. Only ever talks about himself kind of guy. Thankfully, I managed to slip away while he was busy talking about a portrait of some forefather.

I mean, I don't mean to sound bad, but my place is elsewhere.

After all, Mum didn't teach me everything just to let it sit idle. I've got disasters to gatecrash. It's mid-afternoon when I get back to Hortensus' Folly. Just in time. I climb up onto a rooftop overlooking the square at the intersection of Flavius' End and Trajan's Terminator, just outside the Council Chambers (I think the road names are Mum's idea of a joke) Now, I wait. I hide under a sheet.

I don't have to wait long.

Shendredie's people take up positions in the slowly assembling crowd; I can tell it's them. Mum told me how people will favour the side of their body that has a firearm. It gets in the way of some body movements too. It's obvious what he's doing, he's either planning on the assumption that my Dad will order a charge straight into civilians, or, planning on the assumption that my Dad wouldn't order a charge into civilians. Probably the first.

Of course, my Mum being my Mum, she'll have worked out Shendredie will station his people in the crowd. My Dad probably won't. I start looking for manhole covers, and at the rooftops; if Dad is feeling smart, he'll ambush from above and below. I hear voices below me. The Council are coming out onto the stairway that leads up to the Council building. I look at the sky; sunset is minutes away. How literal was Mum being when she said at sunset though?

I can hear hammers tapping nails into wood. I peek out from under cover just enough to glance; it's a lectern.

They don't normally use a lectern. Hmm. How well could two layers of wood stop bullets?

My Dad will come via the rooftops. He's going to monologue to Mum, which means he will want the flashy entrance of leaping down to her. He will then reposition to be able to bound into Shendredie's forces. Obviously my Mum will be wearing body armour, she isn't stupid.

I take another peek. Seems like the whole city is pouring into the square. Civilians massively outnumber people disguising weapons.

I hear Trrykad land on the lectern. A loud ringing sounds where someone has dropped a microphone while it's live. The square falls silent. There's eyes on the rooftops.

"It is with some concern that we meet together. Today is the long planned announcement of the results of the elections we held this week. When we held them last, it was a celebration of our freedom. This time around. we have become divided."

I hear Ykrett take the stand. "It is therefore with great sadness that we announce the dissolution of this Council, pending the formation of a new and more representative government."

The crowd begins to murmur. I run through the possibilities as quickly as I can. Mum has obviously chosen to sacrifice the Council to avoid civil war. Shendredie isn't here. Still can't see Dad. Ykrett talks again.

"We have decided not to attempt to impose a government from the top down because of the threat of collapse into civil war, which we wish to avoid."

Shendredie's people are moving forward. I hear breathing behind me.

"We therefore seek representatives of the other factions to come and formalise a new arrangement that better fits all of our people-"

Handgunners burst out of the crowd and improvise a firing line. Mum's intel on bullets is completely right, they're completely at a loss for what to do.

My cover is lifted. Dad's voice is behind me. He's afraid.

"Go."

I leap. It's a stretch, I don't quite land right, but I recover. "Stop this now, all of you!"

Shendredie's men suddenly realise the danger; they lower their weapons, their ranks depleted by casualties from firearm failure. Obviously not because of me, but if I can reach the square, the Xenaya can reach the square.

I suddenly realise why Mum told me that I have to practice my oratory before giving the speech - I've completely lost what I wanted to say.

People are looking at me.

At least I remember the lesson about projecting my voice. "I'm just a child. But even I can see the end of this. There will be nothing left of our colony. Is that truly the world each of you want?"

Shendredie's men drop their weapons. The eyes on the rooftops disappear.

Dad lands behind me, and everyone turns to him as he walks to Mum. Barring Shendredie the whole Council is still in place. Ykrett must have told them the weapons are duds.

Dad speaks to Mum. "When I came, I planned to make you Queen of the whole colony."

Mum it turns out, isn't wearing armour. "Buri, I can't accept that."

Shendredie storms through the crowd. He is furious. Easily three times the size of anyone else present, and is armoured. Chain mail on top of plate armour covers head to toe. holds a lamppost as a club.

Everyone now turns towards him, the crowd parts to avoid being knocked over. I move into his path. He stops.

"Little girl, you need to move."

Some of my gambit works; Shendredie's army collapses on seeing their leader threaten a child. I stay looking up at him, then muster all the disappointment that only a child can when they learn something they thought was true is not. "I thought you were a peaceful man."

For a moment it hangs in the balance. But he does figure out the 'I'm offering a non-violent way out of this situation' interpretation of my actions. He stops.

Everyone is looking at me again. I really hope Mum bails me out.

Of course, Mum can't. She'll have already worked out all her or Buri can do is break it.

It's up to me.

It's always wise to recognise when you only have one choice. I hug Shendredie's foot.
 
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Exploit the child is an interesting choice. Let's hope that it worked.
 
I'm finding myself increasingly worried for Rivkah's well-being.

Her parent's brinksmanship and the best-laid plans of mice will only get her so far before she has to start cashing in her luck to survive.
 
A Constitutional Crisis, Part 4
"A Constitutional Crisis, Part 4"
9th Naomi, 6 (2183)
Naomi Of Unity

Odoos preens his feathers before opening. "What we cannot ignore is that there is a huge split in how we are approaching the task of leadership. Many of us want to build something new together, others want to work together until we can split off. Until we have a successful method for resolving this, we aren't going to have a functional colony."

Ykrett rumbles. "Perhaps a dual-citizenship model?"

Shendredie turns from looking out the window. "As loathe as I am to say it, all of us know that Naomi's vision is what we will get." He looks at me impatiently. "So go on."

"Well, I have some ideas."

He stared at me.

"It's been suggested that I simply crown myself Queen and get on with ruling on the basis that I am the state. Which is distasteful to me. I think about who will come after me, and while I can be trusted, having absolute power invested in a single individual is unwise."

Buri yawns. "Equally, we know democracy didn't work out."

"The thing is, as dictator, my objective is the prosperity and growth of my people. We need a leadership structure that incentivises the same pattern in future leaders; if we have that, it doesn't really matter how leaders get appointed."

"But which is best? Imperium, Dictatorship, Oligarchy or Democracy though?"

"There's a fifth option."

The table looks at me incredulously.

"There is. A Megacorp."

Odoos complains. "You can't be serious."

Shendredie liftd his hands as he interrupts. "Let's hear her out."

Sor-Gor joins in. "Naomi, we're not here to joke, we're trying to solve our problem."

"Think it through. Take our enemy - Minamar Specialised Industries. They have a MegaCorp governance model in which Shareholders appoint the Board, and the Board appoint the CEO. MSI's structural mistakes are one, that not all their citizens are invested in the company, and therefore, the company inherently cannot benefit all citizens, and two, unequal distribution of shares among shareholders effectively creates a plutocratic oligarchy."

"So why base ourselves on them?"

"We do it differently. Make everyone a shareholder, and allow only one voting share per person."

"What difference does that make?"

"It means that the prosperity of the people is the dominant factor in getting into political power, instead of the prosperity of a certain few at the top. It becomes a Worker Cooperative."

"Can it work?"

"It's what Yehoshua HaMaadimi did to build the Iriphubliki. It's what he proposed to do about governance on Mars."

Buri nuzzles me. "Mars is one of the other planets? I hought he wanted to colonise your moon for profit?"

"Yes. But Luna was only ever a scheme to pay off the backers and anyone who just wanted to make money. He always intended to burn to Mars with just the people who shared the vision he had."

"So, those of us who want to go our separate ways would leave at the Luna stage?"

"Yes."

"What would life be like for us though?"

"We're already splitting the proceeds of our labour equally, which is what I suggest."

Odoos thinks, before standing. "My question is this. In war, who will lead? Let's face it, our enemy having a military run by moneymen is exactly what our strategy depends on."

"A clear chain of command that is not responsible to either the people, or the board."

"Not responsible?"

"Yes, not responsible. A military that answers to the people will not do what needs to be done to defeat MSI. We are not free until they are no longer operating as a free state. We should absolutely build for peace, but the Neumann capable WarForms Yehoshua designed were planned in case he ever had to fight a Martian independence war, and likewise until Unity is free, so must we focus on our independence war as our military priority."

"And how do you propose to organise it?"

"I will."

Rhizome interjects. "But you are going to be CEO, naturally."

"CEO and Commander In Chief must be different roles, even if in principle they could be held by the same person."

Sor-Gor has his doubts. "That means having to trust you with all martial force."

"Except defence subcontractors of course."

"The thing is Naomi, if they don't answer to the CEO, or the board, or the shareholders, who does the military answer too?"

"Me. And when I'm gone, Rivkah. Someone who can be trusted to break the shackles, and to live for more."

"It has dangers to let one person decide all military strategy."

"But equally, it avoids the dangers of split leadership."

Odoos rubs his head. "We're all familiar with Naomi's military plans, and provisionally we are all in agreement about the broad strokes of how to prosecute a war. But the fact remains if we adopt a corporate governance model, what is our company going to do?"

Shendredie carries on staring at me. No one else interjected.

"Habitat construction, terraforming, uplifting and genetic engineering. Life2.0."

"Why?"

"In order for us to catch up, we need orders of magnitude more people. At the moment, we only have one planet, and if we want to make a proper go of setting ourselves up to either work together or develop separately, we need more people and we need more places to live on."

Ykrett rumbles. "She's got a point."

Rhizome countered. "Equally, we have to keep in mind that races adapted to deserts are a lot more common among us than any other type of world, and with so many different races, it would be very difficult to keep our populations proportionate. Some of us take decades to mature, yet as we are already seeing from Rivkah the next generation of Xenaya are already stepping up; we wouldn't be here talking this through if it wasn't for her. I don't mean to be harsh, but statistically we are going to be a Xenayan dominated polity in only a few decades."

Odoos nodded. "I agree that we do need to take steps to keep our basic common principle of equality. Although, I also see that this itself feeds into Naomi's suggestions though, as it gives more reason to develop our abilities to build new homes."

Ykrett interjects. "Or take them."

I feel a little unnerved at that suggestion. "As for the Xenaya, it's worth remembering that they're hunter-gatherers who haven't actually developed settled agriculture yet, and having talked to them extensively, they aren't looking to develop it as they prefer their predatory lifestyle; they have a physiological need for the chase-kill sequential hunting behaviour. Food supply is therefore limited for Xenaya in a way that doesn't apply to the rest of us."

Buri nodded. "If it wasn't for valuing shared mealtimes with Naomi, we would barely eat together because of how long it takes for her to cook her food."

Rhizome looked thoughtful. "I suppose. My analysis assumed that you would change their culture to support higher population density feeding methods."

"If all else fails, we can also consider cloning under-represented races."

"Cloning?"

"Why not? Give clones the liberties and obligations of naturally made members of our society and the issue largely self-resolves."

"We don't know if it's possible."

"It is."

"What makes you so sure?"

Hmm. Oh well. "My great grandmother cloned herself parthenogenically and genetically enhanced the clone, and my grandmother cloned herself parthenogenically to make my mother, and then implanted my great-grandmother's egg cells into my mother so that my mother could have natural children. I know it's possible otherwise I wouldn't be here."

Everyone looks at me shocked.

"What? The circumstances of how we come to be are irrelevant, it's what we do with the gift of life that determines who we are."

Odoos rubs his head. Again. "I don't mean to be insulting, but I would like an adjournment to get my head around that."

The others leave too. All but Shendredie.

"Naomi. Recent events have put me in a difficult position."

"Look, about Rivkah, I sent her away from the colony to keep her safe, I was shocked that she was there."

"She prevented my followers from being slaughtered by Buri's followers. Which I'm grateful for. But you and I both know that you know about certain indiscretions while aboard the ship."

"Shendredie, the truth is that we need a balancing voice. Ykrett and Rhizome will chat casually about carrying out genocide on the Minamar. I know we don't agree on a lot, but I have no desire to let their bloodlust wreck our very fragile position either. It's the reason I won't say about why I want supreme command, I don't want to risk them trying to do something rash that wipes out our power projection capacity."

"So you aren't holding it against me?"

"If I was to have you arrested for yesterday, I'd also have to arrest my husband. We were all just trying to survive, you had an opportunity to better yourself, which you had to take because the basic rations weren't enough to sustain your people. I know a lot of your people starved on the ship because of that, and I've heard of cannibalism because of it, although I'm not sure it's true. Even without that, I'm not holding it against you because I would like us all to build for the future instead of the past, and MSI's actions can't be allowed to define us."

Shendredie lifts a limb the size of my body. Mind, I'm so slim that's hardly much... Buri's thigh is wider than my waist. "I believe your people make agreements with handshakes."

"What are we agreeing exactly?"

"Being outwitted, and humbled, by your daughter has shown me that I'm better off joining you than opposing you. I've thought it through, and I'm hoping you are the woman you portray yourself to be."

"We both have our regrets... I'm very glad last night worked out the way it did."

"Likewise, in the end."

I smile, and wrap my hand around a finger.
 
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I'm finding myself increasingly worried for Rivkah's well-being.

Her parent's brinksmanship and the best-laid plans of mice will only get her so far before she has to start cashing in her luck to survive.
Rivkah does have the family trait of believing in plot armour, true.

But also, she knew she wasn't actually in danger - she knew they wouldn't hurt a child, and she relied on that to get what she wanted.

Also, their weapons were malfunctioning and they were surrounded by her father's men. Self-preservation means surrender gets chosen over being eaten to the last man.

She's her mother's daughter.