One of my sisters was in love with one, thus the clone. For a while, I was kind of embarassed that one of my clone-sisters was a one-off (and a horribly obsolete one-off at that; thermostat fields are expensive, but reliable, and even better at high temperature work than Komodos) but also kind of, well, interested in them, idly. Wishing them well? It's not like they're any *worse* than ordinary humans, aside from being naturally sterile since their genome was never popular enough to merit a fertility mod.
Well, that and their god damn evangelism. People *know* I was in favor of Komodo awareness. I hope none of them *remember*, after this stupid stunt on Haven they're pulling. It's not like the planet's even going to stay molten. Sheesh!
So I guess I just want to say -- yeah, they're tacky as all hell. But they're one-offs. It sucks. Cut them a little slack, okay? And if you can't, at least don't snicker and point and laugh at foolish space otters who've been quietly rooting for them for a few years.
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