Challenge #02639-G082: Slowly and Surely
I don’t mean to be rude but… How/why did Havenworlders (in particular level 4 and 5 ones) develop cognizance? With no prey to hunt, predators to avoid, or environment to tame what made increased intelligence advantageous? – Anon Guest
[AN: That’s a good question. FTR Havenworld level 5 cogniscents are so far theoretical]
Picture… paradise. A perfect world for creatures to roam around and find what they need with few challenges in the way. Egocentric Deathworlders can’t imagine how creatures in such a paradise would evolve towards cogniscence. There’s no reason to develop big brains.
However… there’s no resource scarcity to prohibit growing brains either. Mutation tends to happen a little more often with less to subtract from the lifeform experiencing it. As was mentioned elsewhere in the archives, Havenworlders more or less saunter vaguely towards cogniscence.
As for how they get into space… many create the infrastructure by remote before they ever venture into the unforgiving vacuum. They over-prepare for hazards, at least on the exterior of the vessel. Thusly, Havenworlder spacecraft are dreadnaughts on the outside, and soft candy castles on the inside. Deathworlders often make the comparison to hard-shelled, soft-centred sweetmeats when talking about Havenworlder ships.
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Challenge #02637-G080: Deadly Essentials
Humans aren’t the only ones that don’t do well when given everything. Even post scarcity every creature needs to be entertained, but what is needed to entertain becomes increasingly more elusive.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5m7X-1V9nOs
https://www.alleydog.com/glossary/definition.php?term=Law%20Of%20Diminishing%20Returns – Anon Guest
[AN: I have problems with Universe 25’s design and that will emerge in the story below. The video actually covers elements of U25’s issues at time mark 6:15]
You can have everything you need and never be satisfied, was an ancient Human idiom that confounded many new to Humans. It warranted further investigation and came to a Peak at Graveworld 3T4-9RHU-FW09. According to the records, they had made a world with everything the people could possibly need. The people who lived there had identical housing, identical access to water, identical parks. Identical furniture, Identical views of other identical apartments with identical windows. Identical streets lined with identical faux greenery and identical routes to identical workplaces.
They had everything they needed. Perfect nutrition, perfect apartments, and perfect monotony, according to the surviving diaries. For a time, things went well, but only for a time. The identical playgrounds were full of children in identical clothing, who got identical schooling to fit identical jobs.
Then, to use the Human vernacular, things went pants.
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Challenge #02637-G080: The Right Tool
Logging for Records (date here) Video log shows a helmeted figure with an already darkened faceplate.
Shadow, Hunter, Last Scream, I’ve had a lot of nicknames over the course of my career. Most of them pretty accurate, I will admit. I am a stone cold killer and I have never failed to take down my target. But I’m not like the Pax Humanis guys, not by a long shot. My mind is as clear as a bell. I don’t take pleasure in this job, I do it because it’s necessary.
My current target is a space station ran by a DeRegger group. Proof had been shown they are having havenworlders kidnapped to use them like animals for experimentation. This rotten core has to go. You want to destroy an entire place, you send in the sledge hammers, the Pax Humanis. You want a precise strike, you send in people like me. Clear-minded, swift, merciless, deadly. Now it is time to cut out the rot, and leave the fruit intact. In I go…..
Log ends, to be updated during mission with mission brief after completion. – Anon Guest
Of all the range of Human insanity, none is more powerful than the delusion that the sufferer is perfectly sane. Some perfectly sane Humans can blend in with other citizens, but others… Others are like Human Hue. She was another part of Pax Humanis. Some were bludgeons. She was a scalpel. Kept separate from the bludgeons of the more infamous section of Pax Humanis, she was employed, and deployed, with precision.
Some called her The Vapour, some called her Shadow. Some named her Hunter. All were accurate. Some called her The Last Scream, which was inaccurate, since she caused others to do so. She was put into play when only one needed to die.
Human Vae considered herself perfectly sane. She had paperwork to prove it. She had a logical and rational mind and thought everything through. Including her kills. Some people, she rationalised, needed to perish for the greater good. They were the only ones who were necessary eliminations. She did so quickly, efficiently, and without any other trace of her passage.
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Challenge #02636-G079: Gone to the Dogs
A human explains to their havenworlder crewmates about how they used to compete into the internationally famous dog-sled race known as the Iditarod. And how much fun that was! :-)
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Iditarod_Trail_Sled_Dog_Race – Anon Guest
“I think I understand the concept as a means of alternative transit,” said Gorx, Havenworlder tourist. “I understand the competitive nature of Humans.” It was hard not to understand that through the multitude of examples.
“So what’s missing?” asked Human Roq, their guide.
“Why do you keep doing it?”
“Uhh… we think it’s fun?” said Human Roq. “I’ve done the run in the amateur month. It’s like racing through history but with medical intervention if you flakk up.”
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Challenge #02635-G078: Added Value is Free
The most sought-after beings in the Galactic Alliance are those describes as “creators” Creators of all sorts are in High demand all over. From those that create worlds with only the written word, “private and amateur” educators, that use the video sharing and promoting to spread their knowledge, to the engineers and scientists that look at a problem and imagine new and different solutions to solve them (gravity drive anyone?!?)
With Zillions of Citizens, there is always demand for content, and therefore, creators! – Adam in Darwin
Communication makes it easier for there to be something for everyone. This is both a blessing and a curse. Once thought has been applied, that much is obvious. The CRC offices have a full time job ensuring that minors and those of Diminished Responsibility status are not exploited.
Therefore, every new ELF[1] species merely expands the offices, if not the regulatory force. Every new colony or planet stretches their resources further. Gaining a seal of approval from the CRC is therefore vital for any content creator out there. Every purveyor of imagination and the fruits thereof has something they can sell. Selling it with the CRC seal of approval is even more profitable.
Imagination makes Time. The ability to take three bullshit ideas and turn them into a congruent whole is treasured. Writers, artists, tinkerers and fabricators of all flavours are an important part of the economy, because there is nothing the citizens of the Alliance love more than watching things become.
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