Curses! Those horrid hypocritical "kind-hearted" Rondecron meddlers have stranded us on this hostile habitat! First, Grand Lord of the Empire, they disabled and rendered useless our ship you christened yourself. Then, they attempted to drug and poison us... but we weren't fooled by their pleasant lies! Now your humble servants have been abandoned, and our ship has been taken from us, while our despicable genetic 'cousins' hover above us, plotting our imminent doom. But we despair not, or Masterful One! Still we wage war against them, and through our perseverance and valor shall we overcome the greatest of odds!
...AAAaaaarrrghhhh! Their cruelty knows no bounds! As they gloat in the safety of their ship, they pelt us with the toxic wafers from above!!! Defeat looms near, but fear not, for WE SHALL OVERCOME!!!!!
-from the log of the Helmacron ship Asteroid Doom