In 2122, the United Coalition announced that the space rover Serendipity had landed on a lush, verdant planet capable of sustaining life. The planet, named Terravirentia was inhabited by sentient beings. The Coalition sent ambassadors to Terra Virentia to create diplomatic ties with the inhabitants. We were welcomed and treated with incredible hospitality. But Coalition Technocrats had their own plans for this paradise. The military was sent to eradicate the Verentians, killing and capturing every single one. Once the last defender of the planet was subdued, the soldiers left and the transport ships brought in the workers. Plants were cut, burned, shredded... destroyed. I was in charge of organizing work groups and overseeing the land clearing. At the end of the second week, one of my workers came to me and asked me what the point of this was. Why were we destroying this wonderful, beautiful planet? Had we stolen this planet? I paused, then told him what I had acceptingly believed: The planet was being transformed into a massive resort for the opulent citizens of the Coalition. We were levelling the landscape so we could add clubs, beaches, and perfectly terraformed golf-courses. The plants were being replaced by artificial vegetation because they would be more manageable. The worker nodded, as if it made perfect sense to him.
That night, I couldn't sleep. Why were we doing this? Something seemed wrong. Why did we have a right to pillage another planet? We had paradise... and we destroyed it. For what? We destroyed Paradise for a Facade.
I think you were a bit off on the category on this one. We were looking for more like... deforestation of the rainforest or "save the flying taco monkey" and things along those lines. Still, this is a BEAUTIFUL moc and the thought is along the same lines (while not being "exactly" what we wanted). Score of 4. ~ Chris.