cats n battles

The divine right of kings but it's a curse

You will wear the crown, you have no choice, the spikes growing on your head have a metal sheen to them and coalesce into a mock halo. You will command, for your voice is a terrible thing, you are a terrible thing. You will be just, and you will be fair, for any grievances you cause to your people scar your body and leave lasting pain and false promises sizzle on your tongue like hot oil. Your god is watching and it won't forget what your ancestor did and it won't let you go

To clarify for my new followers, my own political philosophy is techno-dystopian utilitarian monarchism, i.e. using invasive mass surveillance to identify an ideal ruler and forcing that person to be king against their will.

hi im calling cuz i saw your poster and i think i found your missing kittycat- yes um she was 8000 foot underground in a dark cathedral-like chamber suspended unconscious above an infinitely deep chasm with cables running into her brain and muscles and there were tubes pumping fluids in and out of her body aswell

What if we just started digging a huge hole

What if we just killed anyone who came near our hole

can i see your hole

What if I made a new animal that only hurt you