The Likpas and the Boobettes learned to sing and to dance. I showed them a lot of music from my cultural database...

This probably was the happiest time for the new colony, with metal implements, better fabrics, comfortable houses, abundant food, excellent health, no phallotism, and nothing to worry about.

Nothing allowed to foresee the catastrophe which was to befel on these people.

The law on boobies
 Everyone was waiting for it: it is now forbidden to show off your boobies in town. As if something so natural should be banned.
 Well, apparently not so natural, since some still feel the need to get around the law by wearing crocheted fake nipples, or pocket bras in the shape of flower pots!
 Unfortunately the phacops cannot crack down in this case, a new law would be needed. But this one has already required three nights of debate in the parliament, so that we may not

These cheeky boobettes send out boobie shaped helium balloons!

-Look! The vion is back!

-Yes, I heard that the King had make an airport built!

-But why the king is helping the Likpas?

Several decades passed... The community grew, exceeding 130 members. All were very happy. While several accidents were to be deplored, no deaths occurred. I did not seek to force their technological development, because a high level is only sustainable in a much larger population. But they still learned better fabrics, various tools, bronze objects, stone cutting, blacksmithing, and many other things.

This is the village of the Boobettes.

Many have been surprised that my children are immortal. They are not, really. Just remember, you are GMOs. And Haralik's engineers who tweaked these artificial genomes, fixed the problem of the telomeres wearing out at every cell division. In addition, fetal signaling pathways are kept dormant, and reactivated every five to ten years to rejuvenate the body. But it is a delicate balance, because left unchecked, fetal signaling produces cancers or serious malformations. Apparently the system of Haralik's engineers works, because this never happened.

The Likpas also likpated a village, but closer from me

Sometimes the Boobettes likpate ceramics houses for their Likpa buddies.

Some Likpas installed themselves in my cave. I did not liked this very much, as it made it look like a tramp's den. I finally asked them to leave, when I realized that radioactivity was leaking from my thermonuclear cells. 44000 years in space and the Pulsar were taking their toll.