29-09-2003, 23:26
From the deepest depths of murky space a fleet of enormous ships appears. A transmission is sent out on the 21 cm band, the "song of hydrogen." A simple Stargrove logo appears, and a synthetic but not altogether unpleasing voice reads the following message:
[i]"Greetings, people of the universe. We are the Stargrove, a community of millions of a arboroid species that has taken to the stars. We will be wandering around the universe spreading our messages of goodwill and high technology. Anyone who attempts to attack us will be obliterated by our molucular dissemination rays. The Stargrove wishes only harmony and exploration, fear not."
"Any nation that wishes to contact us can contact us on the 187 cm electromagentic communications band, our official communications bandwith. No tours of the ships will be given, we apologise."
"As nomads, we will be moving constantly. We are the Stargrove."
[i]"Greetings, people of the universe. We are the Stargrove, a community of millions of a arboroid species that has taken to the stars. We will be wandering around the universe spreading our messages of goodwill and high technology. Anyone who attempts to attack us will be obliterated by our molucular dissemination rays. The Stargrove wishes only harmony and exploration, fear not."
"Any nation that wishes to contact us can contact us on the 187 cm electromagentic communications band, our official communications bandwith. No tours of the ships will be given, we apologise."
"As nomads, we will be moving constantly. We are the Stargrove."