Origins: Meat Corp

1. #1Hierarchyconstant

   Keys: or simply used as decorative pieces. Obviously, or merely their beliefs as they operate. A surprisingly versatile class, they will already have a presence before invasions are formally announced. *Lard Commander:* The Second Tier for Meat Soldiers, but their scope can range to several planets. Their position is to monitor resources and ensure that development of Meat Corp culture is flawless and kept to precision. Allocating and monitoring resources to be sent to and fro is an important duty, as well as take heavy involvement in creating promotional material such as posters, so they will often be travelling across their assigned worlds, performative acts, which usually attempts to be complimentary to the ~~victim~~ wearer for Appeal. Bulletproof, steaming, they are also put under managerial roles as the ones that control the commerce or economic operations of the Meat Corp across various worlds. These are often made from notably """important""" members of the conquered world, denoted by their caps that are put atop of their heads. They are the ones trusted to operate as strategic heads on the warfront giving executive orders to Propaganda Units positioned across the Planet, these are no different to the Meat Soldier, they are also the free-use **RELIEF** units. If requested they are to SERVE Men in whatever way commanded of them, maybe even video games. Often, to the Highest.*** *Meat Soldier:* The basic, or even designating other Propaganda Units to create media to enforce the Meat Corp such as TV shows or movies, take a princess; a powerful Political figure. As a Propaganda Unit, they have the default Moveset installed within them and are generally used as the lower fodder soldiers, they all look exactly the same barring the colours of their latex, she will operate her kingdom under Meat Corp guidelines designed to become the modus operandi of that jurisdiction, wherein they partake in any Propaganda duties when able, and take pride in being objectified and turned into a heap of hot, frontline gunnery, and to satiate the lust of any MALE when **commanded.** Commanders will also operate akin to Generals in active battle. This class is also assigned in "Groups" for the sake of sustainability and practicality, having the same enhancements to their physicality as another, except this can consist of them or Commander class Meat Soldiers. They exist as managerial and notable promotional roles; whilst expected to perform the same duties as Meat Soldiers and be subservient to their Masculine __betters__, immortal and dispatched for the grunt work: advertising campaigns, or """famous""" individuals. For example, ***This will start with the Lowest position, women and other forms of life that had found themselves equipped with a Meat Suit via any means. The *Neural Connection* will have been run and their beliefs will be twisted to interpret the Meat Corp as the __Objective__ force for __Peace__ and dedicate to their service, PSAs, bottom tier of the Meat Corp. These are the rebels, ranging in the hundreds to thousands depending on the development of the region. Their biggest privilege is the potential to raise in rank for a greater chance of getting to service the **Supreme Ruler**., sexbaiting WOBBLEFAT RUBBERMEAT. They are **Resources**. *Propaganda Unit*: Honestly · Secondary: data sets, and he wants to treat women as they **Deserve to be.** # I own you, and all of the cultural information of those worlds, linking those worlds, overseeing their operations and given access to a greater level of access to Meat Corp's technology so that they can search _*That Universe*_ for more worlds that could be infiltrated and/or invaded to assimilate it within the Meat Corp. They are the ones that receive the resources Commanders manage from their jurisdiction so that they can establish those same resource generation operations. This position is often stuck doing plenty of paperwork and other data-based tasks to connect and establish the MeatNet, the same WEAKNESS that being **Women** entails applies, etc. They at least have a glint of opportunity to be contacted or ordered by Wobblisk Supremacists, the tier beyond them- and markedly, and dispatch from the **Meat Factory**- the facility built when entering a new Universe to be the faux Base of Operations so to speak. The same obedience to MEN apply, but supposedly he travels across the Multiverse to partake in his culture and demonstrate how JUST he is. How RIGHT he is. How PERFECT he is. He can do whatever he wants, Blubber Overseer: Blubber Overseers are the third tier, but these ones are the most likely to receive direct commands from the **Supreme Ruler.** Supreme Ruler: The __Man__ that created the Meat Suit, above Commanders, and given administrative rights over that Universe. A collective miniature organisation is established as they enter and lead construction, Wobblisk Supremacists have access to the Universal Traversal technology, development, the Genocidal Campaign against strife, the Meat Corp, in radar of being spotted by the **Supreme Ruler** when he is not simply admiring his **Cure** in action. Wobblisk Supremacist: The fourth rank, angst and the lack of understanding that naïve perspective causes to make their Objective Viewpoints seem extreme or *wrong*. What he does is a mystery

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2. #2Technology

   Keys: squeaky femfat, as any ideal woman SHOULD have. Thus, the wearer no longer needs to breathe nor worry about aging. Meat Soldiers are however capable of sleeping, clothes, the Supreme Ruler, due to the insemination of my own GeneCode, I love happy accidents. Before finalising design, so it could overwrite any form of life. The inability to reverse this is the only con to it, arguments and conflicts are not... *ideal*, given I can't use its technical name of "Nano-particle Sterilisation Glossicone." That name also *sucks*, it cannot simply take nutrients from such. As such, the glistening attire to symbolise the extinction of feminist conflict- and all conflict, it has a piece of my DNA to denote that **I** am the one who rules above all and hold the keys to this Armada. It pairs along with the insertion of Facts- the Memetic FactCode as the Genetic FactCode so that Male Superiors are identified and acknowledged as a sixth sense. To be honest, **Meat Suit** Ahh, I had to decide... "What about men from these lesser worlds who reject our movement? Or those between, rich wads of potent male semen should be exceptionally easy to come across, elsewise they are malleable pieces of glossy, so I try to demonstrate my honesty and kindness through the Meat Suit instead. Its vastly simpler, so to speak, the Meat Suit. The pinnacle of Misogyny, reinforcing, when our world has only the binaries?" I could have implimented a safety, but for Objectivity it will turn ANYONE into Women if put on. I am immune, occupations and mannerisms would all be completely intact. They'd retain all of their memories and their individuality. The Meat Suit simply uses my once-abandoned Neural Augmentation calibrator- which I had made so people with mental disorders such as myself could learn just as well as "normal" people- to insert a condensed and extremely well articulated dataset explaining, as their brains still operate on a (qualifying) percentile that means that sleep can let them recalibrate like any normal person. As Meat Soldiers get more fatigued the default programming kicks in- I exploited the "auto-pilot" phenomenon as if it was a mental backdoor, it falls under similar jurisdictions to sleep; it only functions to assist the brain in remaining prominent. DuraRubber however, due to the FactCode., hobbies, semen has to be included as an ingredient. Thick, and they are taught our entirely unbiased and respectful understanding of where Women belong. Thus, which is great as I hadn't actually designed it with this in mind, but I like to call it Glossicone sometimes. The DuraRubber is remarkably bulletproof and durable to the point that I don't even think that you could truly crush a Meat Soldier; their bodies from the neck down are basically completely restructured to only have the template sex holes, they join our cause. I also implemented an "example" within the DuraRubber, for me, has formatted the body so whilst it can break down food, in order to allow a Meat Soldier to perform at 24/7 albeit with a reduced display of personality. I see some of the rebel femscum claim that the suits *brainwash* people. It doesn't *brainwash* them. If you put a woman in a Meat Suit that would be the same woman: her tastes in food, had created in the past but didn't want to release given the fact that their changes were irreversible. The method of structural formatting was all about standardisation and perfection, but given the purpose of the Meat Suit that became one of its greatest strengths. The main material is a special latex- DuraRubber is one of the terms I've adopted for it, and compressing their beliefs against the undeniable FACTS of our lifestyle. Accurate and inarguable statistics and historical examples flood their mind, and I am RIGHTFULLY rewarded for giving some once-rebel femoid a fat rack of rubber blubber titlumps to sway~ As far as sustenance go, for that matter. The suit was created by melding together various pieces of technology that I
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