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WilsonTurner said
I was originally planning on the Draconians coming in behind and destroying the hive-fleet, then possibly taking down the remnants of the EU fleet and taking the world. Or, alternatively, let the battle play out, and if it's just the EU and the Hive, then they'll come in and destroy the survivors, and then take the planet.Really, i was just going to have them opportunistic and very asshole-y.


Cale Tucker said
No, he did it to piss off Duck. You really didn't see that coming?


duck55223 said
Thats pretty much all he ever does. Even when he does create a peaceful race he finds ways to come into conflict with me.Also i'm not adding any restrictions? I have made restrictions and I am willing to add restrictions and or weaknesses. At this point Wilson all you are doing is targeting me.


So I'm gonna guess that the answer to my question is yes. Wilson, I do have my own disagreements with Duck and I know that you think you're trying to keep some sort of fair balance, but this is a bit... petty, don't you think?
Just my spot of personal opinion:

Wilson, I might be wrong but it's starting to feel like you made the Draconian race for the single and sole purpose of getting in a war with the Eternal Union.
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaand another wank war~!

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STC Acheron, In Docking Alongside Alarai Combat Carrier Li Wen

Admiral Hei followed Lieutenant Commander Zilicin into the STC Acheron with two of his officers, the political officer and the chief science officer, following them, slithering forward much like a naga or a snake would do with their tails. While the Alarai had been trained for surface emergencies like this, it was still much more exhausting than normal swimming. As such, keeping up with the Lieutenant Commander's professional walk was the Alarian equivalent of a jog. As military men, it was not as tiring as it would be to a normal civilian so it was no problem, allowing officers each still to have time to examine Septonian interior ship design.

It was then that the political officer received a message on an earpiece through his aquagill, causing him to stop. "Are you sure?" he whispered. After a moment of silence, he whispered furiously again. "No, we are not ready! We cannot ensure her safety-"

There was another moment of silence again, then the political officer sighed. "Understood. I will inform the Admiral." Turning to Admiral Hei, who was still examining the staging area, the political officer whispered in his ear, causing the Admiral's eyes to widen.

"What? But -"

"We cannot refuse the Golden Fleet, Admiral."

Admiral Hei was silent for a moment then nodded. "Very well." he said. "If the Empresses wishes it, then the Zheng He is to open the portal for the Golden Throne Fleet immediately."

Turning to Lieutenant Commander Zilican, Admiral Hei spoke. "Lieutenant Commander," Admiral Hei spoke, "I do not know how your people travel the stars, but we feel that it is best to inform you now that our Empress is headed to our location en route to establish diplomatic contact with another alien people known as the 'Eternal Union' whom we had established contact with minutes before establishing contact with you. We feel we should tell you just in case so your men won't be alarmed and start a possibly catastrophic incident."
So basically what you're saying is you have this mysterious new form of energy far superior to any scientific means of defence which is immune to the standard means of breaching an unknown defence and is a lot tougher than anything science can produce. And it's exclusive to you and only people you like.
No offence taken Cale, and I do admit I was touting the Alarai as a bit disadvantaged perhaps a bit more than I should have. I think I should clear it up.

While the Alarai didn't develop FTL, that didn't mean that they're weaker. They're different. For example, instead of FTL jumps initiated by independent ships, the Alarian Celestial Empire created the warp gate.

The Alarai were -and still are- difficult for me to figure out simply because they were underwater and I thought it would be fascinating to have an underwater race become a space empire while staying underwater (filthy hanar cheating by getting uplifted by Protheans)

Long before the Alarai even saw their first cow they domesticated the sharks and dolphins. Long before the Alarai built their first bridge they built long sturdy and well trusted aquatic tunnels underwater. Long before the Alarai discovered the steam engine they were powering factories and generating electricity with water pressure. Long before the Alarai flew their first airplane in the sky their soldiers and armies always fought what was above and below them in addition to what was in front of, beside or behind them. Long before the Alarai paved their first road they mastered the physics and engineering of propellers and torpedoes.

Did you know that I envision that the Alarai never created the wheel until an age equivalent to the human atomic era?

I'm rambling. Point is, I imagine the Alarai to be different and have most likely gone through very different paths of development than most of your races, but I do not imagine them to be inferior to any of your races.

Also, I'm a bit busy today but will try and get a post in later. I promise.
Cale Tucker said "No, I came to check on the health of everyone as they tolerate you Duck. I am honestly astounded that they have survived. Who I am speaking of is ASTA, darkwolf, and that other guy that made the primitive nation based off of china."


I'm going to take an egocentric guess and say that by "primitive nation based off china" you mean the Alarai and their pearl fleet.

Never once did I ever indicate they were primitive or generally less technologically advanced than your civilizations.
Combat Carrier Li Wen, Pearl Fleet Vanguard Squadron Flagship, Docking Alongside STC Acheron

It was, perhaps the furthest thing from a proper first contact that Admiral Hei had imagined. In the plays and movies shown back at home, in all the romantic space operas shown back in the Alarai Empire, first contact with a first species had always been with an aquatic species - in an underwater palace, as the Alarians would greet with their new allies in the finest dresses with a great feast. However, this was strange. The hall was drained, the Alarians were on aquagills and their first contact didn't breath water. There was food strewn all over the floor and the Septonian uniforms were wet and stained, but then again, so were those of the Alarians.

However, that was of no concern to the Admiral. First contact was still first contact. Returning the salute and shaking the Lieutenant Commander's hand, the Admiral smiled. "Please, Lieutenant Commander, let there be no ranks between us yet." he said, not willing to demand respect from the lieutenant commander. They were of differing militaries, after all, and different nations - there was much to learn first. As the Septonian officers came to attention, the Alarian officers bowed in their own form of respect, keeping their head bowed as the Alarian form of attention on land.

"We Alarai do not drink liquid in the conventional sense," he explained in response to the wine, "But we do consider flavoured liquid as a luxury item - for us, it changes the ocean around us - not exactly something we consume, but it still comforts us." he said, doing his best to explain what was essentially the underwater equivalent of an air freshener. "I do believe that we can make conversation better out of this docking bay," Admiral Hei said, "But perhaps your ship would be in order? Our ship would be, well..." he looked around at the still half flooded docking bay. "it would most likely not be the best choice." he said with a chuckle.
Gerald watched as the reinforcements - or invigilators; he wasn't sure which - finally arrived. Watching as the airship arrived and Ozpin made his speech, Gerald kept one hand on Anwarter at all times - twice he had been caught off guard, and he resolved to make sure there would never be a third time. It was only as Ozpin beckoned for them to enter the airship and Gerald made the few metallic steps on board, becoming surrounded by at least a few inches of metal armour between himself and the Grimm infested forest that the finally relaxed his grip on Anwarter. His first encounter with the Grimm were over.
As Gerald overheard Ozpin talk to Schwarz about Coral's actions - and even worse yet, the fact that somebody's partner had died - he faced an immediate wave of guilt. Coral had ambushed Michelle and she nearly got dragged off by an Arachnid Grimm while Gerald was dozing off and picking up a weapon. What was this he was experiencing? Guilt? Guilt that he had let someone down? This was a strange concept to him; after all the only person he had ever held expectations for prior to this was himself.

Turning to Michelle, Gerald struggled to find the right wording. "Michelle, I..."

Breaking for a moment, the teen finally bowed his head.

"I'm sorry!' He apologized. "I was your partner and I should have had your back, but instead I let you get ambushed twice - granted, the first time I had no way of knowing Coral could turn invisible or that she would even attack you like that, but me letting the Arachnid nearly drag you away was inexcusable! I - I won't let it happen again, I promise!"
When Coral had shown up and started assaulting Michelle, Gerald had in all honesty panicked. He had no idea what was attacking her, and when Coral did reveal herself he was honestly confused as to why she was attacking Michelle in the first place. However, that didn't stop him from reacting. Aiming Anwarter at their general direction, he fired off two shots, forming an ice bayonet before that one fell off in the wake of a second, before finally firing a red cartridge to launch the ice bayonet at Coral. While it didn't hit her, it did graze her, which provided the distraction necessary for Michelle to get away.

Taking the moment to empty his chambers and reload with fresh rounds - now making his ammunition lineup Red-Red-Blue-Red-Blue - and headed over and picked up Artemis when an Arachnid, which somehow completely escaped his notice, nearly managed to grab Michelle and drag her into the chasm, with her only escaping bye shedding her cloak.

One job. He had one job which he had utterly and completely failed. First, he let Coral ambush Michelle and now somehow a giant ass Grimm nearly managed to take her away. What the fuck was wrong with him? How the hell did he expect to be able to be a hunter if he couldn't even protect his one partner? That was now twice that she had close calls when she should have had him to watch her back.

Artemis in his hands, he quickly slung it over his shoulder. Making his way over to her, Gerald unslung Artemis and offered it to Michelle. His easygoing attitude, his casual demeanour and his confident front was completely gone.

"Here." he said in a much more subdued voice than he had used previously, unwilling to look Michelle in the eye. For all he knew, he had been the most disappointing partner so far, letting her get attacked - twice - and being mostly helpless to do anything about it. He wouldn't have blamed her if she hated him at this point.
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