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In low orbit around a semi-luminary large gaseous planet Chitton is a series of extra-planetary bio-modular cities.  Having the appropriate economic apparatus supporting various factions Minister Merk-Ped has several conglomerated homogenizes. In the rank of mercantilism a radiating group counts its contributions to the CosmoGenesis Project, searing strategies intwixt an inter-dependant relationship nuptiated with combined efforts with Minister Tech-Ped from the Space Technologies Inc, and Minster Geo-Ped from Geomantic Groups Ltd.
 
Fixing a force of delivery, Minister Merk-Ped pedals semi-autonomous software for repairing deconstructed biomes.  These succinct strategies gate controversy from the inlaid citizens, who claim that binary luminescence is a self-perpetual linguistic structure, fully capable of modeling its own feedback.  While Minister Tech-Ped pierces unpleasant topologies of seething architecture, crimson jism from quantum chaos quickly cankers his holographic models of where shared genetics cross reference of dormant dreamsware.  Minister Geo-Ped has other moonlets to self-extract, as the entire population with their newfound forceful intention to practice another strange religion piecing together their very weird esoteric particles rebounding to tilt the engines that stabilize the cities.
 
The juncture puncture stations matte with neglect has been pronounced in part by the concern of an undercover agent of S.T.A.R.E.; Vincint Voormile whose craftsmanship at blinking within the borders has opportune fortune at fixing bio-gravitomagneto-linguistic lures.  The same source code required had been rewired with subconscious whishes, which in turn, started an unprecedented torque in the counter-clockwise course for Chitton. Unwinding the wishes of an entire population bent on the reiteration of the religious context of their home planet to mention the least is difficult.  Stuck with striking discovery, Vincint must manage to either give hints with holographic graffiti, or concussively reveal his origins and suffer any strafing from this worlds' wishes.
 
In taxonomic interest, the inventory of imagination slow-yield must build a binary foundation to infuriate the series of different societies to augur honor in their own genetic gallery to glide back to the spatial-geometric metronome of the galaxy.  Glints of the games relayed in perpendicular propensity has piecemeal promise as the order to reduce and reuse the imaginary vortexes of unguided integers of these esoteric articles that trans-literally litigate the wisdom of the eternal cogwheels of time fitting together in perfection.  Hewn with unhoned skills, the very essence of sequential stratification kinks the source codes of empowerment to the children.
 
Minister Geo-Ped packed a dollop of drama into every pocket with a sultry string.  The root radicand with the superimposed topologies of infotainment had Xeno, Bio, and Geological intersections at the gender points of mystical inflections.
 
Minster Merk-Ped puzzled together the harrier howl of incantation with marketability. . . meaning multimedia packages equipped to inquire the devout faithful when the next purchase of a patch would be done.
 
Minister Tech-Ped pounding the raving ranges of illegal colors on the concourse to conclude which monumental menstruation cycle would occur to subside the diametric opposites, to allow peace in dormant residence to become dominant.
 
Traveling through the space-time touches planetary levels from which the curvature of the citizens' consciousness creases with multiple folds trying to find the foundational feeling.  The fixture of religion has Vincint venting new sounds with his OrganiTitan KhromaQlue quickly assimilates the vowel vectors it transforms into a magnificent sub-delineated simulacrum angle with highly auspicious silhouettes of the significant gender: a woman with wings.  Whose shape so divine by robust curvature trembles inside the presence of witnessing citizens' eyes.  Irises oscillating aperture binary birth as the flight horizon signals sequential discovery, exclamation strikes the heart, filtering not the new bound devotion, but paradoxically inventive transposition.
 
The topology changed to quickly, as the distance magnified within the minds of these different sects, physiognomic lakes made deep as Vincint muttered weird words, supplanting a new biosynthesis.
 
Avian allegories anchor the right angle, as old pseudo-Christians, cross-query infinity to park the target of intrigue with a docile derrière upon the continental shelf of StarCity-7.
 
Minister Tech-Ped applied the supple purpose of KhromaQlue to ensure a socio-technologic shift within his perimeter of negating quantum pestilence.   The volume of ergonomic data sets engineered to fasten a worthwhile witticism transmutated the fractal nervous system to formulate a healthier series of chromatic tectonic shifting.
 
Minister Merk-Ped drip-fed the legions of new leaders as these children grew dependant upon the vivid vision that the multimedia psionic management provided.
 
Minister Geo-Ped summed up the plundered part by endorsing the grace of grafting virtual alien DNA as the model vehicle to integrate the imaginary plane of integers.  Questions of alien sex in the queue clogs the genetic gates, but by doing so, unequivocally unifies the futures of GeoMantic Group Ltd. Into a whole new slough of BioMercantile success stories.