Post by Dominion of Zabéara on May 12, 2014 0:54:55 GMT
An audio broadcast is openly picked up across the north-western quadrant of the galaxy. It features a harsh-sounding Xin’hala voice, speaking in rapid chirping as is the tongue of that arachnid race. It said thus:
“I speak for the lords of the Universal, the Ultimate Objective Self-Realization of Galactic Being, the Universal Edifice! I am Zelazizkii’gidudga, Senior Za’hum of the Universal Edifice Northern Armed Assembly. For too long has war and strife, culminating in genocide, torn asunder the Galactic North. On word of the Nest Councils, I have assembled a great host of space craft and warriors to force this sector of the galaxy into tranquility.
Some months ago, this armada was assembled to keep peace and protect Norak lives. No more. Shorn of the now exterminated lives I may have protected, my fleet takes upon a new purpose. I come north not to protect life, but as an angel of death. I come not to liberate, but to oppress. I come not to give clemency, but to extract vengeance on the green serpents. Their Empire shall be broken, their descendants shall feel the iron weight of chains, and their name shall be ground into the dust, and the Norak shall be made anew, in one form or another.
To the hundreds upon hundreds of Keshek warships that have nearly extinguished the entire Norak species and civilization, know this: You will find no peace in fleeing or disbanding before our invincible arms, only live a while longer in fear and distress. Prove that you possess even a fraction of the tenacity of your former Norak opponents, and prepare to meet your deaths head-on in space combat.”
End of transmission.
“I speak for the lords of the Universal, the Ultimate Objective Self-Realization of Galactic Being, the Universal Edifice! I am Zelazizkii’gidudga, Senior Za’hum of the Universal Edifice Northern Armed Assembly. For too long has war and strife, culminating in genocide, torn asunder the Galactic North. On word of the Nest Councils, I have assembled a great host of space craft and warriors to force this sector of the galaxy into tranquility.
Some months ago, this armada was assembled to keep peace and protect Norak lives. No more. Shorn of the now exterminated lives I may have protected, my fleet takes upon a new purpose. I come north not to protect life, but as an angel of death. I come not to liberate, but to oppress. I come not to give clemency, but to extract vengeance on the green serpents. Their Empire shall be broken, their descendants shall feel the iron weight of chains, and their name shall be ground into the dust, and the Norak shall be made anew, in one form or another.
To the hundreds upon hundreds of Keshek warships that have nearly extinguished the entire Norak species and civilization, know this: You will find no peace in fleeing or disbanding before our invincible arms, only live a while longer in fear and distress. Prove that you possess even a fraction of the tenacity of your former Norak opponents, and prepare to meet your deaths head-on in space combat.”
End of transmission.
