The best slur against Kazzlehorf is any nickname in general. Kazzlehorf hates when animals gives Kazzlehorf names that aren't Kazzlehorf.

Here, have more world-building: [+]

The view from the C.C.E. chamber extended downhill to the outlying sectors of Janusty, the jewel city of Ingress, itself the jewel of the coalition. Janusty had long since amalgamated into one massive building, divided up into sectors for convenience. Maglevs arced from one sector to another atop spindly bridges. Tufts of giant cranes sprouted from Sector CTN, one of the currently-designated sectors up for annual maintenance.

One long conference table dominated the center of the room. A holoprojector cluttered up the far end, breaking the chamber's neat lines. C.C.E. members sat with serious scowls on their faces.

"It's decided, then," said Solit, the current committee chair. "Bring him in."

Adjustment Chief Xan Bay entered the chamber and stood stiffly at the foot of the table. His uniform bulged subtly in strange places, errant wrinkles ruining the theoretically crisp effect. One of the junior members stood up and handed Xan a small slip of paper. Xan read it, internally grimacing.

They wanted him to go back to Random and force them to comply with the new basic technology edict. The citizenry on Random abhorred technology on principle.

Externally, however, he dutifully nodded and placed the scrap into the laser-shredder. The junior member thumbed Xan's wrist computer, proving that Xan had been on authorized committee business. Xan left the sector 001 Committee offices, thumbing himself out at the security desk.

He pulled up his wrist computer and joined the virtual queue for the train to DPT sector. People waiting around the station were peacefully involved in their own affairs; one was even reading an actual, physical newspaper. A janibot silently mopped a corner of the already-sparkling platform floor. Xan queud up some music from his wrist computer and put in his wireless headphones.

A technology edict on Random. Storming Mrav, this assignment wouldn't be easy.

@Isotope Sounds interesting :)

So these little critters are controlling the minds of the larger animals on their homeworld? Or did I interpret that wrong?

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You got it a bit wrong ye.

Microbial mats can be enormous, as in covering a continent large. So the 'intelligent' species of my nation is as close to a conventional sapient as they are to geographic features.

As for the critters, they will be a species that feeds off the microbial mat (which is much like a giant brain) and by doing so the mat infiltrates their system and upon infecting the brain grants them some semblance of intelligence. It isn't mind control, and it isn't telepathic, but the symbiotic mat in the critter brain IS connected to the original mat in that both entities will share a similar personality with like minded goals. So while the critter and mat are distinct, if the critter stops eating the mat they become braindead, and if they continue to eat it the thoughts of the mat will continually influence their own.

A nation with ships yes, but understandably one with a collective psyche perpetually at odds with much of the galaxy.

An 'individual' in my nation would be a massive microbial mat and everything that feeds on it, meaning it's entirely possible for a planet to describe its population as four even as it houses billions of critters. The critters themselves are distinct, but they are constantly under the influence of the mat mind and thus cannot be properly called individuals with free will.

Only one sort of 'critter' will gain enough to be intelligent (as in making ships) from consuming the mat, but yes theoretically everything that feeds off it would have some sort of aggressive reaction to it coming under attack.

I mean, biologically the mat is going to have a hell of a time influencing alien life.

I'd wager it's totally impossible unless the biology of the alien is closely related or miraculously similar. To date when a new mat is introduced to a planet it quickly supplants the local life, utterly devastating the native ecosystem if not eradicating it. After this imported flora and fauna take up on the new mat, effectively meaning my primary species is a terraforming agent.

Now I feel the need to clarify something, only my 'critters' are intelligent, that is only one species that lives on the mat has evolved to use the mat symbiotically to gain an edge in smarts. The other life forms living on my planets and off the mats are not symbiotically influenced, but rather parasitically influenced. While this parasitic influence is largely harmless, it does instill in animal life an instinctual need to protect the mat.

There still space? This sounds like great fun, already have a nation turning round in my head. xD

I mean, biologically the mat is going to have a hell of a time influencing alien life.

I'd wager it's totally impossible unless the biology of the alien is closely related or miraculously similar. To date when a new mat is introduced to a planet it quickly supplants the local life, utterly devastating the native ecosystem if not eradicating it. After this imported flora and fauna take up on the new mat, effectively meaning my primary species is a terraforming agent.

Now I feel the need to clarify something, only my 'critters' are intelligent, that is only one species that lives on the mat has evolved to use the mat symbiotically to gain an edge in smarts. The other life forms living on my planets and off the mats are not symbiotically influenced, but rather parasitically influenced. While this parasitic influence is largely harmless, it does instill in animal life an instinctual need to protect the mat.

I- I cannot comprehend your race. You confuse X'Cor. MUST ERADICATE!

That is certainly one unique race you got there

well welll well. This looks rather interesting. Always liked a space nation rp.