Fine Feathered Foes
Validity: follow-on from Option 3 of Issue #737
[description]Following a recent increase in bird attacks on @@DEMONYMADJECTIVE@@ civilians, your top scientists have determined that these are the same birds you gave the order to train en masse to perform military air strikes against the deranged songbird killers of Tasmania. The sudden destruction of a major air defense installation by crazed Kawandalandian Condors has brought things to a head.
[option]"Ungrateful glorified poultry!" grouses Alfred Hedren, your Minister of Defense. "We must have been addled to turn over our air power capabilities to those flittering turncoats. Let me have my air force back and I'll hit 'em right in the giblets. Three or four wings of Blackbird fighter-bombers should do it. No more walking on eggshells!" he crows.
[effect]every backyard shade tree is a "Please Bomb Me!" sign for the @@NAME@@ Air Force
[option]"If we get even more destructive we'll just get egg on our face," pleads scientist Jay Cardinal, who was playing chess with you just before the kerfuffle. "We can use strategically placed feeders and ultrasonic devices to keep these birds away from major cities and bases," he says as he toys with his queen's rook. "This doesn't have to be our swan song!"
[effect]@@DEMONYMADJECTIVE@@ squirrels are learning to swarm park ranger trucks carrying bird seed
[option]"Don't get too cocky!" cackles the Bird Lady with a ravening grin. Parroting your Minister of Defense's hand gestures as she struts through your office, she continues: "You can't gull us, you can't condition us, and we won't quail or chicken out. @@NAME@@ is mine... unless, of course, you help finance my next venture. Twenty billion @@CURRENCYPLURAL@@ should do it. Add another couple billion and who knows - those vultures in Blackacre might just get off your back once and for all."
[effect]@@NAME@@'s ornithological ransom payments are bankrupting the economy