Voice post.

[buywithme]

[Prefect's voice is surrounded by the soft cooing of like, a MILLION BILLION TRIBBLES. He sounds just about as calm as he has ever sounder in his life.]

Comrades, I honestly have no idea how it is even remotely possible to dislike these creatures. The number of you deriving enjoyment from their torture is frankly a little disturbing to me. They're nice, and they're gentle, and there is literally no possible reason to stomp on them or feed them to your dogs.

[More cooing, and Prefect lets out a strangely happy sigh.]

[EDITED TO ADD]

Also, Comrades, I recommend that we solve the Tribble problem by hoarding them all into a room which we keep free from food, and then allow them to live there forever.

Comments

[buywithme.livejournal.com]

Giving things away sets an unhealthy precedent.

[equalsfive.livejournal.com]

It would be unorthodox, comrade?

Your Factory has interesting definition of orthodoxy.

Prefect doesn't like you dissing his Factory.

[buywithme.livejournal.com]

...Comrade, that book about your world, Sam mentioned that it's called "1984". As in, the year, 1984? Anno Domini?

...that was o'brien doing his REASONABLE thing. :D he's also wiped said book from his memory.

[equalsfive.livejournal.com]

The year I was from was 1984, yes.

Any book which may exist is Eastasian propaganda and you should not read or believe it, comrade.

Prefect is about to DISS YOU.

[buywithme.livejournal.com]

Hmm. That's strange. 1984 was centuries ago in my time, but I never heard anything about any of the ideals you purport.

O'Brien's used to it by now :(

[equalsfive.livejournal.com]

Have you not? Neither have the rest of the unorthodox population of this boat. You shall all come to realise that the only true and strong form of government is that of the Party, in time.

You all live in underdeveloped political systems, comrade, that is the only explanation. You will soon enough come to see how reality should be.

Either that or all your memories will be corrected, soon enough.

[buywithme.livejournal.com]

Comrade, how can your party correct my memories from the past? That doesn't make sense.

I think that your Party slowly evolved into the Factory, continuing towards perfection until the end of time.

[equalsfive.livejournal.com]

We can, we have that much power, comrade. Who controls the past controls the future, who controls the present controls the past.

Impossible. Your Factory isn't self-aware enough or capable of handling its enemies strictly enough to be an evolved version of the Party. The Party is the height of political power. It is the last and infinate form of government. It needs no evolution.

Your Factory is clearly further advanced than many of the others' systems, but it can never approach the Party for efficiency and power.