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Greetings from Xantini, fleshbags.
We are aware that humans have long been the dominant species in this galaxy, much unlike our own as it is. Perhaps some are unsettled by the manner of our arrival.
We seek to assure you that this incident will not re-occure unprovoked, we have our world, leave us to it. We will not seek out inhabited worlds to take, unless our wrath is aroused.
With this said, the Tandu wish to establish trade with the rest of this galaxy, we are in desperate need of fuels for our ships, and can offer you cultural goods such as you have most likely never seen before.
In order to conduct this trade, we ask that you send a representative to Xantini, where they shall meet with the Hive Lords to discuss these trades and whatever treaties you wish to establish with us.
Thyssa, Diplomatic Department.

<The Holomessage contained the following high level encryption data>

The Tandu would be welcomed in the Isles of Mara.

Just because you like eating human flesh bags doesn't mean you aren't good galactics. We've been watching you contact in subsector Tandu early contact of sector Uplift Metaverse. You are great and terrible<awe inspiring respect and fear><russian usage as in Ivan the Terrible> warriors<Good RPer!>

If you enter the Isles of Mara Confederation...you will have to refrain from snacking on Humans and fellow Houses. The outside enemies are yours to eat unless a High Counciler is opposed to the idea. Most escpecially if the Emperor is opposed to eathing certain flesh bags!

Read our Encyclopedia Galactica Entry...scroll down to the Articles of Confederation...it doesn't explicitly say NO EATING your ALLIES but it is clearly implied!!!!
http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=483103

Right now we are able to RP on nearly every level. from Ft to FT to MT to PMT it is worked out in the Thread. I was planning on putting an entry abot Uplift...but maybe now you could write one up and post it then I'll link it to the reference?

Currently I and Garindi are expanding the Dunverse and Commonii and I are exploring across the timeframes. From PMT to PFT.

I hope to start another upliftverse cycle at a later point! Interested. You are officially invited by me the Lost One's Blade.

The Dominion of Me Li,
Isles of Mara

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Popopopop popopop popopop

They activated the psionic jammers...ought to tack care of the client races' ablilities. The starfighter wings and other ships moked towards a small ort body....and Vapourized it. HELLO! had hit all of the local systems in about 15 minute light time. Instatatious if they had subspace.

A small armada Pop!!! into existance at the edge of the Tandu System...the Home world of the Xintinti the wings and Fleets were already engaged in a light firefight and a deadly game of tag. The Melii intruders did not seem to be making their way insystem after destroying a local Oort body...

The sent an ultimatum.

Stop eating Humans!
You crazy Bugs or Else We will be forced to use force!!!
Call off your swarms and dragonflies or we will call for reinforcments.
We want to have a little chat about proper Manners!

Obey or Fight!
Fight and Die!
Life in Death!

Dominion of Me Li
Isles of Mara

The probe quickly relayed the message to the Maker-Mind. It mulled it for a fraction of a second, and then sent a message spiralling off into the void.

We are superior. Your insectoidal forms are as harmless to us as bipeds are to you. Humanity is, however, an annoyance. We would be more than willing to consider a.. temporary measure to exterminate them

The probe quickly relayed the message to the Maker-Mind. It mulled it for a fraction of a second, and then sent a message spiralling off into the void.

We are superior. Your insectoidal forms are as harmless to us as bipeds are to you. Humanity is, however, an annoyance. We would be more than willing to consider a.. temporary measure to exterminate them

The Fleet cursed! The Machine entity didn't even bother encoding their message. They were as arrogant as the Melii. Unacceptable! We must press our demands before they decided to intervene more forcefully. The N-Space Drives could destabilize the orbits of some of the inner planets if we use them...especially considering the size of this Incursion Fleet. So be it!

The Bugs had yet to respond to our questions...action was demanded...We do not need to fight potential allies...

The Fleet activated their N-Space Drives and Popped insystem. They left on Branch to service the Wings and hold the exterior. 2/3 of the Demi-Hunting group circled omniously over the Hive's homeworld...they faded in and out...liken to the Chesire Cat of Alice...another message.

WELL...Now about our chat...
Let us have a meeting of your choice.
If you prefer honourable combat we will be obliged as guests to accept.

OOC: I was actually sending it to Xantini ^_^;

ooc: Yes, but you didn't say encoded so...lol...besides who says the Melii are Human? It is implied that we are a race of Man...:rolleyes: could have been talking to us.

ooc: Yes, but you didn't say encoded so...lol...besides who says the Melii are Human? It is implied that we are a race of Man...:rolleyes: could have been talking to us.

OOC: If you had the knowledge to intercept a message sent one specific target, understand the language it was written in and realising its purpose, surely you knew who it was directed to?

ooc:
maybe the ai was faulty? <shrug> I think that he has tesseracted or at least denies our existence...:p ...which funny enough is in character with the Tandu's client race's abilities.

Sorry for barging in with an armada...<grin> You do like to eat humans and probably anything right? Saftey first! I'll give it another go.:p

IC:
One step
A hundred crickets
Jump
Jerry A Levy


The tree was confused...there was no one here? But who had they been fighting in the outskirts of the system? And what of this strange echo? and the strange machine-hive entity...who was it talking to if not her? There was no one here.

They would leave. The wings were recalled and debriefed. They had no causulties...most peculiar. These bugs seemed to be merely a phantom from the Voids. Perhaps they had exterminated themselves during one of the Cycles? It mattered not. The Hunting Group reformed and prepared to depart.

They left a single Cricket as a science and observation outpost lest anything surprising came along. The crew of this particular ship were completely psi-insenstive. They were holes, rips in the continuim...they were neither here nor there. It was this crew that noted the inconsistencies of the reports and came to the simplist solution...

A message was sent to the Machine Entity.
We are leaving...let us alone.