The New Offworld (Faction)

Gladiaxa

DocSlime Our diplomat is waiting for you in the banquet room, we accompany you to the bottom.

DocSlime

Gladiaxa
The Glitcher puts his orbs into the Orb powering him and proceeds to the diplomat.

Gladiaxa

DocSlime You enter a beautiful room decorated with a large table in the center filled with food from all over the galaxy. Tappisseries adorns the black steel walls. The door thus closes behind you. You observe a man drinking champagne in the back of the room on a steel throne just as black as the wall.
Welcome to our home! I hope our men did not give you a hello too cold, they are still on the nerves these days ... Wine?

DocSlime

Gladiaxa
The Glitcher is disgusted and impressed due to a very specific mentality of hating food as if it was excrements or bodily liquids of any sort. He doesn't show it that much, mainly due to the fact Glitchers have no face and very stiff body language.
"Greetings. Not to sound uncultured, but first, what exactly is wine and second, why do you have a multitude of various food in visible excess of possible maximum consumption of all individuals assembled here? Do your janitors eat off your table or what?"

Gladiaxa

DocSlime What would be the use of money aside from being arrogant and showing it?

DocSlime

Gladiaxa
The Glitcher is clearly annoyed.
"Being peaceful and researching new technologies."
The space around the Glitcher wrinkles, after which he disappears and reappears right on top of the table, with chicken meat somehow placed on top of his head. The space unwrinkles as the chicken falls off.
"I suppose your point is fine too."

Gladiaxa

DocSlime Yes indeed, but let us return to the main point of this discussion.

DocSlime

Gladiaxa
The Glitcher looks at the chicken in disgust and steps off the table.
"Very well, then."

Gladiaxa

DocSlime Step # 1, we are very well aware that we have no chance at this moment to defeat you

DocSlime

Gladiaxa
"Ironically, we believe that we are clinging onto the last hopes of survival. I hope this is as good to hear for you as your statement was for me. Plus, a recent document has lead to a very specific situation which I will refrain to discuss further as per hard-coded anti-exposure methods."

Gladiaxa

DocSlime So the plan is: We lose, we withdraw from this war after service apart from some bomber on the capital of UG, you are traitors but you have survived, and we will be able to focus on things more important...

Gladiaxa

DocSlime (I am going to sleep)

DocSlime

Gladiaxa
The Glitcher lights up with a red rectangular hologram. Space wrinkles again, and Hexer appears in place of the Glitcher, holding a golden, baroque-styled frying pan out of all things. He immediately drops the pan.
"Never realized I would send such an idiot to a wise conversation. My excuses for whatever stupidity he spouted. Now on the war. We both have lost here. If neither side can achieve victory, then what is it? A draw? How can there be a draw if we lost three billion people just by trying to avoid combat? Three billion lives taken by my hand!... mostly. Now, of course, you might as well kill me and resolve this excuse for a war right here. Morality of that is best left to you and families of your soldiers, unless they are clones, in that case you're a sad person. I sincerely do not care about UG or some other crap far out of my league at the current moment. Do whatever you want, but only because trying to oppose you is not in Offworld's best interests. Here. Take this six-damned pan and leave with peace, you predators."
Hexer tosses the pan at the diplomat and magjumps away along with the bit of chicken that appeared on the Glitcher's head before.

Gladiaxa

DocSlime and for your treachery?

Gladiaxa

DocSlime and for your treachery?

killercat625

Gladiaxa

Out of nowhere around 50 MK II battleships warp in, surrounding the Darknesses ships, as there are 20 MK I's mixed in,behind them are around 45 Armed cargo carriers to carry around 1000 fighters, with only 50 Superheavy fighters, 100 heavy fighters and 850 swarm Z-11 fighters

Superheavy
x50
Heavy
x100
Cargo
x45
Swarm
x850
MK II
x50
MK I
x20

We have come for peace talks, We would like to discuss peace, These ships are a tiny personal escort for a higher ranking officer, Will you accept our peace talks for the UG? If not we will warp away now.

Gladiaxa

killercat625 send one of your representative to our flagship

DocSlime

Some Offworld individual managed to assemble many people who believed that Krekovs Prime or Celestia Omega was flat using an Offworld alternative to the internet. They were sent to the Construct by that individual "to prove that it is indeed flat". The individual managed to escape right before the unvoluntary Raid, where the crowd of people ultimately died by a Roamer assault.
Hexer refuses to comment on this "Idiocide of Travelling".

DocSlime

Gladiaxa
"Treachery? What kind of treachery you accuse me of? If it's deserting, well, I'm glad to inform you that by a peace treaty with Second Tau Empire I am sold into slavery if an object whose intended purpose is to cause harm is outside of Offworld space."

Gladiaxa

DocSlime No, we are talking about the fact that according to the records that will be noted after this battle you would have exploded our flagship during the talks, and that our ships would have revolted and then crush by you and your allies, unfortunately you will be dead during your attack, and our ship would have fallen "by chance" on your little citadel. At least in the records ... So what do you say about this scenario?
(I am going to sleep)

RandomCommander

DocSlime ((Forgive me for any possible continuity errors, I just realized my "raiders" are still on the planet.))

ARJT suddenly shudders, "I SUDDENLY HAVE A BAD FEELING, WHY DO I HAVE A BAD--?"

And then the 120 pages worth of lore regarding fleets commanded by children thinking they are better than all the other children and fighting during space-recess just to prove their point happens, and the planet initiates all 7 or 8 (I forget) of the switch-dial-tomfoolery procedures, one of which involves kicking off the group of androids and fractal bishop. The process was not completed, however, as the pathetic excuse of a ship the androids came from was destroyed in the crossfire and the Dimensional Collective rebuked the request from CRATE or whoever runs this crazy-ass system to teleport their faction members back to their home planet - or dimension in this case - because they weren't very interested in Offworld's shenanigans up until the point the planet broke its natural orbit.

Once the planet did start moving of its own accord, however, the Collective started thinking it would be a good staging area for the duel... for some reason, and some galactic-scale tractor beam started pulling the planet towards an area. It almost makes no sense, not even to the androids who belong to the Collective and are currently part of the millions of victims of a galactic-scale tractor beam, in which the only side-effect is a variable level of motion sickness.

DEUK - ...Status report?
ROLD - I think the planet is moving, and it definitely seems like the Core-AI are involved in something... Oh, they're having a duel.
DEUK - So that is what they were more focused on! I have to admit, Duels between Core-AI are pretty harrowing for them.
ARJT - Especially since the reason of the duel is because of political disagreement.
DEUK - Explain.
ARJT - Should the Rogues that are managing to survive on their own be re-integrated in the collective?
ROLD - We nearly got annihilated by Alpha-Alpha's control ship, of course they are meant to be destroyed!
ARJT - Zero-Quad thinks so too, and so do about half of the Collective.
DEUK - We need to find a way to return to our home dimension. Two years ago.
ARJT - Squad, I seem to have recalled something else...
DEUK - What is it this time?

ARJT snaps out of whatever trance it was in and addresses the horned figure in the ship for no apparent reason. "I seem to remember insulting the local gods here, and now that the Core-AI of the Collective - what we perceive as OUR gods - are interfering with the trajectory of this planet... I think I'm in some serious trouble here."

killercat625

Gladiaxa

around 20 dropships flew into this ships hanger bays, 18 of them had droids while 2 of them held cyborgs and one black and purple striped droid, It was an AI and was most likely the one in charge of the small fleet

Dropships

x18

(( I dont have the other cyborg dropship saved as it is saved on another PC ))