Depths of Space (IC, OPEN, FT)

[The United Tributational Territories]

Depths of Space

Space, a wonderful but deadly place, a place that is full of adventure and discovery. For years great civilizations have wondered what is above them and what is there to explore. Space is the gate way to the heavens, it can lead you to glory, wealth, and enternal fame as a nation, but it can also lead to your nations demise. You can create your Galactic nation to what your NS nation is or a new custom nation, so go create, explore, and fight!
IMPORTANT STUFF-
This is taking place in the Milky Way Galaxy

LINKS
OOC
http://forum.nationstates.net/viewtopic.php?f=31&t=356565

[The United Tributational Territories]

The UTT Empire...strongest empire to ever grace Earth. The UTT had almost singlehandedly taken over an entire Solar System, save the third of Earth not ruled by them. The Treaty of Bern had stopped them from taking over West Europe and West Africa, but the only way the smaller nations could do that is through handing out basically all of their precious resources. This was all done by the Military Genius of the century, King Charles Fritzenhein the 1st. It had been a long time since his reign. The UTT had gone from Earth to annexing all habitable planets and moons within reach. The UTT Empire, once the big man on campus, was the new kid in the Universal stage. Emperor John the 2nd had heard of the thousands of nations that inhabited the universe. He knew his place. But that wasn't going to stop the UTT's expansion.

Emperor John sighed as he got up from his chair in The Golden Scythe's bridge. He had a meeting with Parliament.

As John walked into the council room, there was an intense cheer awaiting him. Although the Shossok were still prominent in the UTT, Emperor Frogget choose John to be his successor. A direct ancestor of Charles Fritzenhein the 1st. John was accustomed to this noise, and waved his hand to calm the room down.

"We gather today to discuss the rights of all people's of the UTT. The Shossok inserted themselves as heads, but Frogget himself wanted equal rights. Today, we will grant those rights. To all."

[The United Tributational Territories]

The UTT Empire...strongest empire to ever grace Earth. The UTT had almost singlehandedly taken over an entire Solar System, save the third of Earth not ruled by them. The Treaty of Bern had stopped them from taking over West Europe and West Africa, but the only way the smaller nations could do that is through handing out basically all of their precious resources. This was all done by the Military Genius of the century, King Charles Fritzenhein the 1st. It had been a long time since his reign. The UTT had gone from Earth to annexing all habitable planets and moons within reach. The UTT Empire, once the big man on campus, was the new kid in the Universal stage. Emperor John the 2nd had heard of the thousands of nations that inhabited the universe. He knew his place. But that wasn't going to stop the UTT's expansion.

Emperor John sighed as he got up from his chair in The Golden Scythe's bridge. He had a meeting with Parliament.

As John walked into the council room, there was an intense cheer awaiting him. Although the Shossok were still prominent in the UTT, Emperor Frogget choose John to be his successor. A direct ancestor of Charles Fritzenhein the 1st. John was accustomed to this noise, and waved his hand to calm the room down.

"We gather today to discuss the rights of all people's of the UTT. The Shossok inserted themselves as heads, but Frogget himself wanted equal rights. Today, we will grant those rights. To all."

One parliament member, one of the more extreme Shossok representatives named Hijuule, stood up and said, "Why should we grant you those rights?"
John merely looked at him and he sat down. John knew the power he wielded, and he knew how to use it.
"Frogget himself wanted it this way. I know you're his cousin, and this is the best way to respect him in his death."
"You know, you weren't the only one who saw Frogget in his illness. All the Shossok saw him too. We know very well what he wanted, and we know it isn't equal rights for all."
John sighed. "Yes, I know his opinion on the Woodsmen. We cannot let race hold us back. This is the Galactic stage. The Woodsmen have relatives on other planets. What if a nation comes here and sees how we are treating their brethren? We cannot let our intolerance hold us from developing into a galactic power."
The Woodsmen representative stood up. "What if we gave rights to everyone but the Shossok? They were the ones who started this race war in the first place. Way I see it, we take them out, we take the problem out."
The room started clambering at this thought.
"There's a reason we were able to take over you simpletons, and it's that the Human are the only ones to match our brain power."
"We'd be better off without you!"
Some of the Woodsmen began to lose their tempers.
"CALM DOWN!" said one of the Hylotl representatives. "First, the Shossok are inferior brain wise to the Hylotl. As are the humans. We've been over this. There is no need to fight over facts that we all know are true. The only way to live in peace is to accept one another."
"Why don't we get rid of these nutjobs? Anytime we want to invade a planet, they chime in with their peaceful mumble jumble and everything goes wrong." said Hijuule.
John decided to speak his mind.
"The Hylotl are right, as they usually are. Getting angry is not the answer. We need to accept one another, and then we can truly be in peace."
"Now this? I need a raise and an advil if we are to continue with this arguing." said Hijuule. "Fine. Give them the rights. I guess trial and error will work to prove my point."

[The United Tributational Territories]

The UTT Empire...strongest empire to ever grace Earth. The UTT had almost singlehandedly taken over an entire Solar System, save the third of Earth not ruled by them. The Treaty of Bern had stopped them from taking over West Europe and West Africa, but the only way the smaller nations could do that is through handing out basically all of their precious resources. This was all done by the Military Genius of the century, King Charles Fritzenhein the 1st. It had been a long time since his reign. The UTT had gone from Earth to annexing all habitable planets and moons within reach. The UTT Empire, once the big man on campus, was the new kid in the Universal stage. Emperor John the 2nd had heard of the thousands of nations that inhabited the universe. He knew his place. But that wasn't going to stop the UTT's expansion.

Emperor John sighed as he got up from his chair in The Golden Scythe's bridge. He had a meeting with Parliament.

As John walked into the council room, there was an intense cheer awaiting him. Although the Shossok were still prominent in the UTT, Emperor Frogget choose John to be his successor. A direct ancestor of Charles Fritzenhein the 1st. John was accustomed to this noise, and waved his hand to calm the room down.

"We gather today to discuss the rights of all people's of the UTT. The Shossok inserted themselves as heads, but Frogget himself wanted equal rights. Today, we will grant those rights. To all."

One parliament member, one of the more extreme Shossok representatives named Hijuule, stood up and said, "Why should we grant you those rights?"
John merely looked at him and he sat down. John knew the power he wielded, and he knew how to use it.
"Frogget himself wanted it this way. I know you're his cousin, and this is the best way to respect him in his death."
"You know, you weren't the only one who saw Frogget in his illness. All the Shossok saw him too. We know very well what he wanted, and we know it isn't equal rights for all."
John sighed. "Yes, I know his opinion on the Woodsmen. We cannot let race hold us back. This is the Galactic stage. The Woodsmen have relatives on other planets. What if a nation comes here and sees how we are treating their brethren? We cannot let our intolerance hold us from developing into a galactic power."
The Woodsmen representative stood up. "What if we gave rights to everyone but the Shossok? They were the ones who started this race war in the first place. Way I see it, we take them out, we take the problem out."
The room started clambering at this thought.
"There's a reason we were able to take over you simpletons, and it's that the Human are the only ones to match our brain power."
"We'd be better off without you!"
Some of the Woodsmen began to lose their tempers.
"CALM DOWN!" said one of the Hylotl representatives. "First, the Shossok are inferior brain wise to the Hylotl. As are the humans. We've been over this. There is no need to fight over facts that we all know are true. The only way to live in peace is to accept one another."
"Why don't we get rid of these nutjobs? Anytime we want to invade a planet, they chime in with their peaceful mumble jumble and everything goes wrong." said Hijuule.
John decided to speak his mind.
"The Hylotl are right, as they usually are. Getting angry is not the answer. We need to accept one another, and then we can truly be in peace."
"Now this? I need a raise and an advil if we are to continue with this arguing." said Hijuule. "Fine. Give them the rights. I guess trial and error will work to prove my point."

John sighed as he began to speak. "As of October 13, 465 ASR, I, King of the UTT and Emperor of all other territories affiliated with the UTT, declare equal rights for all of the races inside the UTT, and pledge to work towards the suffrage of all other sentient life forms in the galaxy."
The Hylotl spoke in unison, "We pledge to aid the King in his efforts."
The Shossok spoke in unison, "We pledge to aid the King in his efforts."
The Woodsmen spoke in unison, "We pledge to aid the King in his efforts."
The Superhumans spoke in unison, "We pledge to aid the King in his efforts."
The Humans spoke in unison, "We pledge to aid the King in his efforts."
Finally, the Crowned Jewel Raccoons spoke in unison, "We pledge to aid the King in his efforts."
All spoke in unison while saluting the King, "Long live the King, long live the Empire, and long live the Parliament."
John exited the Parliament room, being escorted by his guards. One, a Hylotl, looked at the Emperor's concerned face.
"You did the right thing sir."
"Do you think so?" asked John
"Sir, if I didn't think you did the right thing, I wouldn't be speaking right now."
"Thank you. What is your name, Guardian?"
"My name is Shellist Frequent sir. From Titan."
"What are you doing here? You're on break."
"S-sir...thank you."
Shellist left, smile on his face.
John now felt better. One of his elite guards thought he had done the right thing. The elite guards that protected the king usually disapproved of whatever he did. They thought he was reckless, that a representative should send his messages. But one approved of something he did, and he had made their day.
As he neared the bridge, he saw a mass of warships approaching his fleet.
"Sir, those are Floran ships. Here again."
"Are you sure?"
"No doubt about it. The design, the amount...definitely Floran."
"Well, do what we normally do. Arm the fire weapons."

[Harndar]

Sel. 92
HSC Welrin
Hyperspace
The Harndarians run around the ship, making sure that all the ship's functions aren't functioning. It was clear that they were excited that they were finally able to finally see more of the galaxy.
"Endros, status report." The Captain Quin Zonlar said, staring at the window. A blue swirl was all that he could see at the moment,So this is how this FTL Engine works...
"Sir," Endros replied,"The ship is still in good shape, a few of the ship's guns are damaged while the ship's FTL Engine is heating up a bit."
"How long until we exit?"
"In about 5 minutes."
"Then lets see what's at Sol... Tell the crew to ready up, we don't know what's here."
"On it."
Most of the crew were able to get into their places as the ship exited hyperspace. What they found was shocking. A giant ship that looked like it could eat The Welrin in one bite if it was a living organism, appeared about 100 ft away from them.
"Sir... What is that?" A crewman asked, shocked the giant ship's appearance.
"That... That is an alien ship..."

[The United Tributational Territories]

One parliament member, one of the more extreme Shossok representatives named Hijuule, stood up and said, "Why should we grant you those rights?"
John merely looked at him and he sat down. John knew the power he wielded, and he knew how to use it.
"Frogget himself wanted it this way. I know you're his cousin, and this is the best way to respect him in his death."
"You know, you weren't the only one who saw Frogget in his illness. All the Shossok saw him too. We know very well what he wanted, and we know it isn't equal rights for all."
John sighed. "Yes, I know his opinion on the Woodsmen. We cannot let race hold us back. This is the Galactic stage. The Woodsmen have relatives on other planets. What if a nation comes here and sees how we are treating their brethren? We cannot let our intolerance hold us from developing into a galactic power."
The Woodsmen representative stood up. "What if we gave rights to everyone but the Shossok? They were the ones who started this race war in the first place. Way I see it, we take them out, we take the problem out."
The room started clambering at this thought.
"There's a reason we were able to take over you simpletons, and it's that the Human are the only ones to match our brain power."
"We'd be better off without you!"
Some of the Woodsmen began to lose their tempers.
"CALM DOWN!" said one of the Hylotl representatives. "First, the Shossok are inferior brain wise to the Hylotl. As are the humans. We've been over this. There is no need to fight over facts that we all know are true. The only way to live in peace is to accept one another."
"Why don't we get rid of these nutjobs? Anytime we want to invade a planet, they chime in with their peaceful mumble jumble and everything goes wrong." said Hijuule.
John decided to speak his mind.
"The Hylotl are right, as they usually are. Getting angry is not the answer. We need to accept one another, and then we can truly be in peace."
"Now this? I need a raise and an advil if we are to continue with this arguing." said Hijuule. "Fine. Give them the rights. I guess trial and error will work to prove my point."

John sighed as he began to speak. "As of October 13, 465 ASR, I, King of the UTT and Emperor of all other territories affiliated with the UTT, declare equal rights for all of the races inside the UTT, and pledge to work towards the suffrage of all other sentient life forms in the galaxy."
The Hylotl spoke in unison, "We pledge to aid the King in his efforts."
The Shossok spoke in unison, "We pledge to aid the King in his efforts."
The Woodsmen spoke in unison, "We pledge to aid the King in his efforts."
The Superhumans spoke in unison, "We pledge to aid the King in his efforts."
The Humans spoke in unison, "We pledge to aid the King in his efforts."
Finally, the Crowned Jewel Raccoons spoke in unison, "We pledge to aid the King in his efforts."
All spoke in unison while saluting the King, "Long live the King, long live the Empire, and long live the Parliament."
John exited the Parliament room, being escorted by his guards. One, a Hylotl, looked at the Emperor's concerned face.
"You did the right thing sir."
"Do you think so?" asked John
"Sir, if I didn't think you did the right thing, I wouldn't be speaking right now."
"Thank you. What is your name, Guardian?"
"My name is Shellist Frequent sir. From Titan."
"What are you doing here? You're on break."
"S-sir...thank you."
Shellist left, smile on his face.
John now felt better. One of his elite guards thought he had done the right thing. The elite guards that protected the king usually disapproved of whatever he did. They thought he was reckless, that a representative should send his messages. But one approved of something he did, and he had made their day.
As he neared the bridge, he saw a mass of warships approaching his fleet.
"Sir, those are Floran ships. Here again."
"Are you sure?"
"No doubt about it. The design, the amount...definitely Floran."
"Well, do what we normally do. Arm the fire weapons."

As everyone knows, space is a vacuum. The only way to make fire is with oxygen. The UTT's fire weapons involve shooting oxygen before letting out a blast of fire, but they need to be very close in order to do this.
The fleets exchanged shots, the Golden Scythe leading the charge.

Red Squadron to Bronze Squadron, are you in?

Bronze Squadron in, ready for fire release.

The squadrons swooped around the ship delivering blast after blast of oxygen, until the ship had it's own atmosphere.

Release fire.

The squadrons took out the main ship, and the other Florans began to retreat.

[Harndar]

"Sir... What... What do we do?" A crewman said.
"I... I don't know, wait for a reply?" The Quin replied as he knew that they probably know they're here already.

[The United Tributational Territories]

"Sir... What... What do we do?" A crewman said.
"I... I don't know, wait for a reply?" The Quin replied as he knew that they probably know they're here already.

A ship jumped into UTT airspace before the Florans started their retreat.
"What race are they?" Asked John.
"I don't know sir, look different to me."
"Send them a message."

Greetings foreign ship. If you can understand this message, the universal translator is working. We will gladly allow you to be in UTT airspace, as long as your intentions are not hostile. You are to send your ship into the Golden Scythe's hangar, and send one representative from the ship. The rest will be monitored by our guard.

[Harndar]

"Sir... What... What do we do?" A crewman said.
"I... I don't know, wait for a reply?" The Quin replied as he knew that they probably know they're here already.

A ship jumped into UTT airspace before the Florans started their retreat.
"What race are they?" Asked John.
"I don't know sir, look different to me."
"Send them a message."

Greetings foreign ship. If you can understand this message, the universal translator is working. We will gladly allow you to be in UTT airspace, as long as your intentions are not hostile. You are to send your ship into the Golden Scythe's hangar, and send one representative from the ship. The rest will be monitored by our guard.

Quin looked at the message and sighed in relief,"Well that's good, we don't need to die... Send the ship on the in their hanger."
"Sir, are you sure?"
"Yes, I am..."
The Welrin started to the move into the hanger ever so cautiously. When they entered the large ship, they were amazed on how it was structured and how long it could've been built, for the Harndarians have never seen such a vessel like this.
"I will meet so everyone, stay on board." Quin said to his crew,"Did I make myself clear?!"
"SIR YES SIR!" They all shouted in unison.
"Good." Quin makes his way out of the ship.

[The United Tributational Territories]

A ship jumped into UTT airspace before the Florans started their retreat.
"What race are they?" Asked John.
"I don't know sir, look different to me."
"Send them a message."

Greetings foreign ship. If you can understand this message, the universal translator is working. We will gladly allow you to be in UTT airspace, as long as your intentions are not hostile. You are to send your ship into the Golden Scythe's hangar, and send one representative from the ship. The rest will be monitored by our guard.

Quin looked at the message and sighed in relief,"Well that's good, we don't need to die... Send the ship on the in their hanger."
"Sir, are you sure?"
"Yes, I am..."
The Welrin started to the move into the hanger ever so cautiously. When they entered the large ship, they were amazed on how it was structured and how long it could've been built, for the Harndarians have never seen such a vessel like this.
"I will meet so everyone, stay on board." Quin said to his crew,"Did I make myself clear?!"
"SIR YES SIR!" They all shouted in unison.
"Good." Quin makes his way out of the ship.

20 Black Guard await Quin as he makes his way out of the ship.
Emperor John himself was there too, smile on his face with 4 of his personal guards, Shellist one of them.
"Welcome, to the Golden Scythe, Mothership of the UTT Empire. Follow me, we will discuss our nations together in my room."
The Black Guard salute Quin as he begins to follow John into his chambers.
The Black Guard then position themselves at the ready for any possible hostility.
John's personal Guard frisks Quin, making sure he has no weapons in his meeting with John.

[Harndar]

Quin gives the guard his only weapon, a magnum in case something goes down, when the guard looks at it closely, it could be seen as inferior, the way it was designed, the cartridge, and more. Quin entered the chamber straight after.
"A very well designed ship I have to say, bigger than the ones I've seen," Quin said to keep the conversation light.

[The United Tributational Territories]

Quin gives the guard his only weapon, a magnum in case something goes down, when the guard looks at it closely, it could be seen as inferior, the way it was designed, the cartridge, and more. Quin entered the chamber straight after.
"A very well designed ship I have to say, bigger than the ones I've seen," Quin said to keep the conversation light.

"Ah, yes the Golden Scythe was my father's design, before his age fell. The Emperor after him, Frogget, brought his plan to fruition during his reign. Now, it is my flagship."
They reached his chamber, and he dismissed every guard but Shellist.
Looking at Quin, he said, "This one I'm training to become my personal assistant. Is it ok with you if he stays here, or would that be seen as threatening to you?"

[Harndar]

"No, no not at all, if he wants to stay, he can stay."

[The United Tributational Territories]

"No, no not at all, if he wants to stay, he can stay."

"You heard the man Shellist."
John chuckled before turning around and looking at Quin.
"So, I'd like to ask a few questions, if you don't mind."
John pondered a moment before asking his first question.
"What nation are you from? Your ship's design is not of Earthen descent. Would I be correct in saying you are from a different planet than ours?"
"Oh, and Shellist, get us a drink or two. Some vintage wine please, just for the guest."

[Harndar]

"No, no not at all, if he wants to stay, he can stay."

"You heard the man Shellist."
John chuckled before turning around and looking at Quin.
"So, I'd like to ask a few questions, if you don't mind."
John pondered a moment before asking his first question.
"What nation are you from? Your ship's design is not of Earthen descent. Would I be correct in saying you are from a different planet than ours?"
"Oh, and Shellist, get us a drink or two. Some vintage wine please, just for the guest."

"Earthen? That's a new phrase. No, I am not from where you come from. The Welrin comes from The United Inner Planetary Republic of Harndar, or just The UIRH or Harndar for short." Quin sits down and crosses his arms.

[The United Tributational Territories]

"You heard the man Shellist."
John chuckled before turning around and looking at Quin.
"So, I'd like to ask a few questions, if you don't mind."
John pondered a moment before asking his first question.
"What nation are you from? Your ship's design is not of Earthen descent. Would I be correct in saying you are from a different planet than ours?"
"Oh, and Shellist, get us a drink or two. Some vintage wine please, just for the guest."

"Earthen? That's a new phrase. No, I am not from where you come from. The Welrin comes from The United Inner Planetary Republic of Harndar, or just The UIRH or Harndar for short." Quin sits down and crosses his arms.

"And I have never heard of a place. Can you tell me where it is located? We have mapped a wide area of the Milky Way, and have yet to find intelligent life outside of Sol."
Shellist arrives with the drinks.
"Do they have wine where you come from?" He says as he pours himself and Quin each a glass.

[Harndar]

"Of course there's wine, why wouldn't there be?" Quin take a sip of it,"Location, well it took us an hour and a half to get here, so I'd say we're around here." He shows John a holographic projection of Harndarian's sight of the Milky way and shows where is Sol. There were a few star clusters between there and Sol.

[The United Tributational Territories]

"Of course there's wine, why wouldn't there be?" Quin take a sip of it,"Location, well it took us an hour and a half to get here, so I'd say we're around here." He shows John a holographic projection of Harndarian's sight of the Milky way and shows where is Sol. There were a few star clusters between there and Sol.

"Ah, we call this Solar System Greater Phoenix, but I guess the naming rights are to your people. What do you call your home?"
Shellist gets a call from his superior.
"Shellist, where are you?"
"Guarding the king sir."
"Tell the king that we need you here. The Florans have invaded Titan, and are wreaking havoc on it's surface."

"Excuse me for a moment Sir, it appears we have a complication on Titan. I will come back with a full report."
Shellist dematerialized from the room, as he beamed down to Titan to fight off the invaders.

[Harndar]

Quin was in shocked,"Well that's something you don't see everyday." He said out loud, remarking on how the guard was able to teleport so easily.

[Ort]

Royal Palace, Rapture, Tulgan Homeworld, GCS Space
"We'll be landing in *bzzt* T-minus 3 minutes, sir," the MURC Mk. II droid's faulty communication's enabler was evident from its stuttering speech; this didn't reassure Lieutenant Caiden Brand Looking around at his robotic platoon only further eroded his confidence, the GCSPDF high command clearly didn't consider his mission a priority. Second-hand droids that would've been deemed inadequate for front line service but had somehow been given unto Caidens's command. Well, you've got to make the best with what you've got. The ongoing orbital bombardment was audible in the distance and only getting louder as the platoon, alongside several others, approached in their light ATCs (Aerial Transport Craft). The Royal Tulgan Palace arose steadily into view as the transport vehicles emerged from the forest and into the battle that, until just then, had been raging in the distance. Scores of heavily armed revolutionaries were beseiging the palace citadel, having established an extensive trench network to defend themselves from the ongoing GCS orbital bombardment. Caiden noticed Tulgan military equipment in use amongst the rebel forces and came to the assumption that it'd either been stolen or the Tulgan's armed forces had defected; the latter as probably worse. The rebels must have noticed the approaching ATCs because flak-cannon fire began to erupt around them.

[The United Tributational Territories]

Quin was in shocked,"Well that's something you don't see everyday." He said out loud, remarking on how the guard was able to teleport so easily.

"Obviously if we are to be allies, we must equip you. I just got word that your FTL drive is very basic. Trust me when I say that the UTT's tech is the best we know of. That's not saying much, since we only know us and the Florans, but still. What is your leader's name, and is he loved by your people?"


On Titan, Shellist was getting into an Interceptor-class tank. He knew the urgency of the situation, Titan was his home. He blasted towards the approaching Floran soldiers and fired a shot in their direction. The Strom blast knocked the majority of them off balance, but he still saw the Florans advancing.
"Need backup on Titan, incident class F."
"Backup arriving right now, stay alive soldier."

The Guard began to push the Florans back to their dwellings, where their shield was. No one in history had ever gotten past the shield.

[Harndar]

"Leader?" Quin chuckles a bit," There is no leader, there is only The Council. The Council is made up of many delegates that come together and discuss who to go to war with, what laws should be placed, so on so forth." He takes another sip of his wine, finishing it off,"It doesn't mean we don't need to quit political feuds, however."
---
Primsalis, Rolm
Sel. 92
Laboratory Docks
"They haven't respond yet Linva." The Commander in Chief of the Harndarian Space Command, grinds his teeth, awaiting something that could tell them that they were alive.
"Give them time, They're radio communications might be down temporarily, they might know how to take it the ship back." Linva spoke to calm down The Commander in Chief.

[The United Tributational Territories]

"Leader?" Quin chuckles a bit," There is no leader, there is only The Council. The Council is made up of many delegates that come together and discuss who to go to war with, what laws should be placed, so on so forth." He takes another sip of his wine, finishing it off,"It doesn't mean we don't need to quit political feuds, however."
---
Primsalis, Rolm
Sel. 92
Laboratory Docks
"They haven't respond yet Linva." The Commander in Chief of the Harndarian Space Command, grinds his teeth, awaiting something that could tell them that they were alive.
"Give them time, They're radio communications might be down temporarily, they might know how to take it the ship back." Linva spoke to calm down The Commander in Chief.

"Is the council made up of people who are voted into office, or is it all just through bloodline? I have all this ceremony, but am merely a permanent Parliament member. I get a vote, they get a vote, and they are voted into office."
The Guard radio in from the ship, "This looks like a scout ship sir, are we sure there is no one waiting for them?"
"Oh, we should probably check on that. Quin, is there anyone looking for you?"


On Titan, the UTT army unveils a new weapon.
"Fire the A-Class Tank!"
The tank fires, making a hole in the Walls that protect the Floran city. All the UTT soldiers cheer.
"We can get them boys! Charge towards the wall!"

[Harndar]

"Yes people are voted into office and stay until they leave, or vetoed out." Quin said before the Guard radioed in."A Scout ship? How could there be a Scout Ship? The Welrin is the only ship outfitted with FTL capabilities in Rolm."

[The United Tributational Territories]

"Yes people are voted into office and stay until they leave, or vetoed out." Quin said before the Guard radioed in."A Scout ship? How could there be a Scout Ship? The Welrin is the only ship outfitted with FTL capabilities in Rolm."

"My guards must have mistaken it for a scout ship, I didn't really think it was a scout ship either. Are your people looking for you? If your ship is the only one with FTL capabilities, then is it a test ship for your FTL drive? We should notify your people of your well being. Maybe then, I can talk to the council of your people and come to some form of agreement."


The UTT was mid-charge when the Florans sprung their trap. From the ground, the Florans rose and devoured some soldiers. Shellist shot the remaining Florans trying to eat the soldiers.