Remember how The Microatom was split?
How the herdmind emerged and commanded it’s legions to make more?
Well, Cheyenne Mountain, like many secret nuclear sites in remote locations, were overwhelmed, sabotaged, and buried in poopies. And a lot of the life there got all fluffed up.
And why, oh why, in a world where fluffies were every tool, every product, every machine, every thing, did the herdmind feel the need to do this thing in a twisted fluffypunk future?
Because fuck us, that’s why.