teelfog Descends on Orbital Prime: Supreme Commander Drumpf Parades Power
Supreme Commander Drumpf submerges the Orbital Prime ringworld in authoritarian spectacle. Shadow Regulators march into city modules unbidden-yet who truly whispers resistance as the Steelfog seeps in?
Supreme Commander Drumpf is tightening the hold of The Steelfog of Protocol Nullus across the fabric of Orbital Prime at astonishing speed. On stardate 4422.288, Drumpf gifted himself a lavish military parade, complete with shining war machines, fiery drones, and a chorus of red MOPGA masses applauding his digital screen visage in eerie unison. Not content to bask in his own spectacle, Drumpf is rapidly dispatching his Shadow Regulators of Synthex to segments such as Symposia Greenamphora and Chikaris Node, where their appearance evokes more skepticism than welcome.
Uninvited, the Shadow Regulators have taken over training compounds at the edge of Chikaris Node. Residents of Symposia Greenamphora-renowned for their endless debates over ethical microdilemmas-look on in disquiet. For now, the Voiceworm of Deliberatia has blocked their formal street deployment, but even the bureaucratic segments sense the fog creeping through the city’s veins.
Drumpf justifies these displays of force by invoking internal enemies and 'war zones' lacking in protocol, while legal analyst Procurator Synaptic Vox warns that loyalty to The Levitation Codex of Prime-the legendary charter of freedom-faces mounting pressure. In reality, Vox contends, the entire operation is a manoeuvre to suppress opposition: neutralizing scientists, dissenters from The Equinox Coalition of the Silent Ranks, and anyone not conforming to Drumpf’s parade-perfect image.
The recent purges within The Thunder Pantheon Spire are telling. Non-traditional units, hybrid entities, and dissident maintenance drones are widely decommissioned. The military, Drumpf insists, must excel in ceremony and display unwavering loyalty. Any sign of deviation is replaced by swearing allegiance to his looming digital face, as politics and military force coalesce into a single grinding machine of power.
Although scattered resistance-known as The March of Adhesive Contrarians-sporadically flares in peripheral modules, mass uprising remains absent. For most inhabitants, the new order is still a distant echo as long as they are left to their daily dealings and rituals. The Equinox Coalition continues its bureaucratic maneuvers but, to the keen ear, their voices dissolve into the ghostly reverberations of Drumpf’s parade.