It’s evolution Baby…
Here we have a good look at Catato Evolution over the years from the little puffballs they were to the mechanized army they became. Since then the tables have turned from hunted to hunter. Indeed, the Catatoes really take after their parents the Solack when it comes to their lust for vengeance.
It wasn’t too long ago that the typical Catatoes biggest fear was running into a giant Black Droplet spider. Now it’s the Black Droplets that fear the Catato. Though sentient, Spider People never had the level of sophisticated intelligence that the Catato had from the beginning. After all the Spider People were the top predators of their respective worlds. They had no need to evolve much farther than they already were as a primitive civilization of hunters. When the Catato came, they were little more than convenient and plentiful snacks for the Black Droplets in particular. The acid that the Catatoes fired was essentially useless on their rubbery flesh. For an age the Catato seemed to be little more than scurrying chattel. Then one day a rolling monstrosity came….
Some kind of metal machine. The Spider People had dealt with these contraptions before when dealing with the humans. However these seemed different… And yet they smelled very familiar… It didn’t take long to discover the identity of these new strangers. The Spider People quickly recognized the muffled chattering of the Catato language as the various monstrosities prattled on to each other. At first the Spider People figured that the Catato machines were here for what all machine piloting races came for. That they would just mine some silly rocks and leave. They didn’t… The Catato didn’t come for resources- they came for the Spider People. This was to be Genocide- sweet and glorious in its coming. Terrible in its passing.
The next few years was a massacre for the Spider People. This was the trumpet slaughter the Catato had long dreamed of. An endless bloodbath and all you can eat buffet. Spider legs and webs were sent back to the Catato colonies by the ton. No stone was left unturned trying to seek out then wipe out the Spider Race. The only thing that saved the Spider People was the fact that they were extremely prolific breeders. So the Catato never were able to whip them out. But to this day they waste no effort in trying. The Catato now regularly harvest the Spider People like a gruesome crop.
As a result the Spider People are now functionally extinct. They are little more than a naturally regenerating farm animal. The Spider People no longer have a viable population in which to spread or evolve as a race. They possess no weapons that are even remotely effective against even the smallest Catato power armor. If caught – a Black Droplet will be butchered alive then tortured before being crushed to death.
Strangest of all is what the Catatoes do whenever they pin down a Black Droplet spider. They always tend to say some kind of strange human chant before butchering their prey. It’s a nonsensical command of sorts demanding financial compensation. The Spider People simply do not understand what the Catato are asking for when they yell,
“Give me your Lunch Money!”
Perhaps the request itself means nothing… No attempts to negotiate terms ever seem to satisfy the Catatoes stated demand.
Either way- The Spider People Are finished…
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