Fiction:Da Reckoning

"EVENTUALLY DA PROPHECY WILL BE REALISED. DA WHOL GIGAQUADRANT WILL BELONG TO DA LORONZ. WE IS GONNA SMASH EVRYON EVA!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!"

Da Reckoning is the name of the war affecting the entire universe, primarily taking place in the, in which began a crusade to purge the entire universe of any non- life. Meanwhile, the rest of the galaxy fought the Rogue Boyz in order to restore the after its destruction at the hands of the Rogue Boyz prior. The deadliest the Loron had ever been, the conflict that followed would cost the lives of many factions.

About
This is a collaborative fiction in which anyone is free to participate, created by Technobliterator. It serves as the conclusion to the Rogue Saga, as well as a conclusion to the much of the story arch of the - though its plot will be much less intricate, and the themes more focused on a single antagonist, the Loron. Around half of the story will be told from their perspective, while the other half told be the participants who fight against the Loron. Like a typical Loron story, the plot will be at times bizarre and comical, though there will be more grounded and serious aspects.

Participants can join by simply writing sections or being involved in the collaboratively written roleplay sections. Though this time around the Loron are a formidable foe, the war is still a fun war in which the antagonists are goofballs. Anyone is open to join, though asking first is preferred.

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Rules
There are only a few rules, and failing to adhere to them will result in your participation being suspended.
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 * 2) No belittling of factions involved. As barbaric as they are, the Loron are a very potent threat now with stronger weaponry than in the past and are very brutal fighters that are over double the size and strength of a human. Further reading can be found on their pages, but just trust us, they're not easy to defeat.
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 * 5) Remember, at the end of the day, even though they are now a threat to intergalactic peace and their weaponry and strength in combat is not to be underestimated, the Loron are still an empire of goofy space chavs who eat pizza and listen to space rap. Which is to say: this war is ultimately about just having fun. Feel free to be as comedic as you like, and there are literally no limits on how insane your addition can be.

Rogue Boyz Prolog: Alreedy A Deemun
heard voices in his head. Voices crying out in terror as he tore people apart limb from limb. Voices of his own Loron as they were slaughtered by UNO, by, by Ref'kolar. And voices screaming out as smashed their skulls. He could hear them as if they were happening before his eyes. And he could smell the stench of the bloodied corpses of Loron, of Gratz'kaoz' disgusting skin which hadn't showered in his entire life, of machine oil burning. He could taste the blood of his enemies, and of his own wounds. And what hurt him the most...he could taste the blood of his old mentor. As if it were still happening, right before.

Fre'kloar awoke, screaming in terror. Within, he realised he'd had another nightmare. Another anxiety attack, which hit him daily as any memories of his old life resurfaced before him. He cried out as the other Loron stared at him.


 * Fre'kloar - gah...da dreems...DEY KEEP HAPPENIN!!!!
 *  - MATE CAN YA STOP SCREEMIN LIKE A LITTEL GIRL WES TRYIN TA REST AND YOR ALL "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!" AGEN
 * Fre'kloar - it haunts me...evry time...i can feel da wars all ova agen like deyr not ova...
 *  - fre'kloar man its been wat, eight yeers? its time ta get ova it alredy
 * Fre'kloar - YOO DUNNO WAT ITS LIKE. DA HORROR OF WAR...DA PAIN AFTA...I CAN STILL FEEL IT...IT STILL LINGERS!!!! no one knos our pain. da pain of TROO SOLDIAS. only grak'tona undastands. yoo kno wat its like ta lose somfin deer to yoo...yoo lost da crown.
 * Grak'tona - i did but i kinda got anotha one ages ago tho
 * Fre'kloar - gah...whai does NO ONE CARE...WHAI???? DATS IT...IM GONNA REVIVE JOL'KIAR!!!!
 *  - Because that went well last time, didn't it? I don't get your issue. You're a Loron, you're supposed to be hardwared into loving war.
 * Fre'kloar - I DUN CARE WAT YA SAY. IM GONNA ASK BRAG. HELL FIX DIS...I NEED JOLKIAR BAK!!!
 * Hagto'Zhl - NO. YOO SHUT YA MOUFF. YOR NOT GONNA DISGRACE JOLKIARS TRAININ BY REVIVIN HIM

Fre'kloar, now a Sikka Boy, got up out of bed and ran towards. He lifted him out, and shook him violently waking him.


 * Fre'kloar - GIMME TIME POWAS!!!!! LET ME GO BAK AN SAVE JOLKIAR!!!!
 * Brag'klogga - WAT DA HEL??? NO DATS HERESY AGENST DA HOLY BOOKS AN ZR'AN'KAR
 * Fre'kloar - I DUN CARE!!!!!!

Fre'kloar tossed Brag'klogga aside, and picked up his staff. He violently shook it, until Dark Chronoscopic energy leaked out, into his right eye. His eye burst, blood from it leaking onto Brag'klogga's carpet, as he slammed his arm violently around, eventually breaking his knuckles. He screamed out in pain, as the other Loron looked at him confused.


 * Hagto'Zhl - wats wiv him man
 * Rel'larutina - ... I didn't know Loron could suffer from post-traumatic stress disorder, but I think that's what's going on.
 * Hagto'Zhl - eh wats dat speek loroniz spik alredy
 * Rel'larutina - Basically, war trauma made him crazy.
 * Grak'tona - HE NEEDS TA SNAP OUTTA IT BEFOR I THRO HIM IN DA DUNJUN
 * Hagto'Zhl - ill try an fix it

As Fre'kloar slammed his arm on the floor, Hagto'Zhl grabbed it and attempted to slam it against the wall. He kicked out violently at Hagto'Zhl, spasming, until eventually his arm was bent backwards. In pain, he slammed at once more against the floor, breaking it off, before Hagto'Zhl slammed his head repeatedly and knocked him out.


 * Hagto'Zhl - dat...culda gon betta
 *  - IF YA ASK ME FRE'KLOARS NO LONGA FIT TA BE LEEDA. SINCE JOL'KIAR DIED HES BEEN ACTIN LIKE A TOSSA
 * Hagto'Zhl - dont be silly man. maybe hes gon insane but rememba who he is. rememba dis is da guy dat led us ta kill Zr'Ahgloth an make da loronz da best. we still owe him our respect.
 * Ray'loth - I GET DA FEELIN DA FRE'KLOAR WE KNEW IS DED. HE NEEDS TA QUIT WIV DA ATTITUDE OTHAWISE HES GONNA GET HIMSELF KILLED LIKE AN IDIOT

Striding in with her robot form actived, knelt down to clear up the bloody left over, and picked up Fre'kloar's huge body over her shoulders.


 * Rogue Geek - I do believe Rel'larutina is correct. What we need is to take Fre'kloar to a correctional facility.
 * Brag'klogga - we also need ta CLEEN MA CARPET HE GOT BLOOD ALL OVA IT. DATS WHER I DO MA SHAMAN RITUALS AN ALL. HAO AM I SUPPOS TA PRAY FER DA COMIN OF DA SIXTH SUNRISE LIKE DIS???
 * Hagto'Zhl - wait wat sixth sunrise
 * Brag'klogga - DID YA NEVA HEER OF DA PROFFECY OF DA SIX SUNS?
 * Hagto'Zhl - explain dis

Brag'klogga grabbed his staff, waved it a bit and created images in the air. They displayed well-known events of Loron history, ranging from the founding of to the death of Zr'Ahgloth years prior.


 * Brag'klogga - da six suns tell of da loronz rise to powa. it all begun in da furst sun when da Propa Big Loron Empire was founded. all da otha four followin suns hav been accurate
 * Hagto'Zhl - yeh. founded by ME AN DEN FAKE ZRAHGLOTH STOLE IT. ok carry on
 * Brag'klogga - dat is part of da proffecy akshully. zr'ahgloth was DA METUL LEEDA who was rivalled by DA ROGUE LEEDA. and him dyin was da fifth sun. wat happens next is da VENOM SUN when da VENOM LEEDA, A HERO DENIED OF HIS MENTOR, DESTROYS DA FIRST GIGAQUADRANT AND MAKES DA LORONZ RULAS OF DA OONIVERS

The other Loron watched the images with awe and glee. The prophecy matched exactly with their history, and they knew that Brag'klogga's predictions had never been wrong before. Their excitement grew.


 * Brag'klogga - ITS ALL IN DA HOLY BOOKS. PRAISE ZR'AN'KAR
 * Grak'tona - da venom leeda??? I VOLUNTEER
 * Brag'klogga - NO DUMBO FRE'KLOAR IS DA VENOM LEEDA. DA TALES TELL HAO HE USES A SIK EYEPATCH AND ROKKIT ARM
 * Grak'tona - SHUT UP MAN I LOST MA MENTOR AS WELL

Grak'tona grabbed the ice crown on his head, and smashed it on the ground. He stomped on it violently, then gasped, curled up in a ball and cried.


 * Grak'tona - NUUUUUU MA CROWN!!!!!! SEE I LOST SOMFIN TOO. IM DA VENOM LEEDA
 * Brag'klogga - idiot da venom leeda is da same as da rogue leeda. da one who founded da rogue boyz. DATS FRE'KLOAR. HES GONNA LEED US TA GALAKTIK DOMINASHUN... WHEN HE STOPS BEIN A STOOPID EMO
 * Grak'tona - den...den i cant be da king of evryfin???? den ma DAD WAS LYIN WEN HE SED I WULD BE DA ULTIMAT KING?????? no...nooo dis cant be happenin...DIS CANT BE HAPPENIN!!!!!!
 * Rel'larutina - For starters, Loron can't have living parents. Second of all, shut up already.

Grak'tona sobbed, then stood up, and ran back sobbing to his room.


 * Hagto'Zhl - wow. jus wow man.
 *  - i legit fink hes managin ta get worse every time he opens his mouff
 * Hagto'Zhl - ok so da important stuff. so bragklogga basically now fre'kloar is gonna be da one ta leed us to anotha victory yeh?
 * Brag'klogga - yeh. dis is da part of loron history wher we stomp da entire oonivers. den da godz com and make us a noo oonivers and we stomp dat one next
 * Hagto'Zhl - hold on hold on. i got vague memories of dis story. wat about dat otha fing dat can happen?
 * Brag'klogga - ... wat otha fing?
 * Hagto'Zhl - uh i dunno...somfin about peepz gettin naked. wait nevamind im gettin mixed up wiv da Annihilashon wen da weirdos got naked whil da oonivers died?
 * Brag'klogga - OH I REMEMBA DAT. DA HOLY BOOKS SAY DA LORON GODZ GOT SUM POPCORN AND LAFFED AS DEY WATCHED DEM ALL DAI
 * Hagto'Zhl - oh ok SOUNDS SIK MAN
 * Brag'klogga - but yeh. wes supposed to DOMINATE DA OONIVERS next. so we shuld probs prepare fer dat
 * Rogue Geek - I find it alarming how accurate your theories have been in the past. Except for that one time when you "predicted" that you would get a nice pair of socks for "krissmass" last year and only ended up with a sack of coal.
 * Brag'klogga - its not theories. its all in da HOLY BOOKS such as da GANGSTAPEDIA. dese books hav been written by da godz and hav been wiv da loronz since befor we even invented pizza
 * Rogue Geek - I find that incredibly difficult to believe. Forgive me if I do not buy that any Loron ever knew how to read a book, let alone write it and claim it was written by gods.
 * Brag'klogga - yoo would not undastand cus yor a machine. a FREAKY LOOKIN MACHINE WAT DA HELL. regardless ITS GONNA HAPPEN
 * Rel'larutina - Yeah, just like the apocalypse was going to kill everyone and we would be saved by gypsy ninja pirate robot zombies. Riiiiight.
 * Brag'klogga - MAN YOOS BLIND. DAT TOTALLY HAPPENED BAK WHEN FRE'KLOAR KILLED GRATZ
 * Rel'larutina - I really, really doubt that these books of yours are what you think they are. In fact, I'm fairly positive you actually made up this story in your head and just conveniently matched it to what went on.
 * Brag'klogga - denyin da holy books of zr'an'kar... DIS DAYS COMIN!!!!!!!!
 * Hagto'Zhl - yanno i havent spoken ta dad in a long time. brag is he ok?
 * Brag'klogga - cours man zr'an'kar is watchin ova us at all times. i did notice hes been a bit quiet lately BUT HES DA BEST GOD EVA SO NO WORRIES

Late to wake up, dragged himself out of bed and walked over to the group.


 * Kal'kuir - man wat did i miss
 * Ray'loth - fre'kloar was bein a losa so hagto broke his arm. oh btw wes gonna rule da oonivers soon apparently
 * Kal'kuir - hm ok

The Rogue Geek walked over to Kal'kuir, dropping Fre'kloar in front of him, then put her arm around him to mock him.


 * Rogue Geek - Want to go fix up Fre'kloar, darling?
 * Kal'kuir - I CULD GIV HIM A SIK EYEPATCH AND ROKKIT ARM but can ya stop callin me darlin in front da othas
 * Rogue Geek - You programmed me to, sugar!
 * Hagto'Zhl - eitha way man i got only one queston. brag WHAI DID YA WAIT UNTIL NOW TA TELL US????
 * Brag'klogga - urm it was a combinashun of me waitin fer it ta confirm itself... and i kinda forgot hur
 * Hagto'Zhl - well brag fer bein incompetent, an kalkuir fer bein a perv, YOO TWO JUS ERNED YASELF A WEEK IN DA BRIG.
 * Brag'klogga - ZR'AN'KAR DENIES DA BRIG
 * Kal'kuir - OH COME ON MAN I JUS WOKE UP DATS NOT FAIR
 * Hagto'Zhl - yoo fix up frekloar. an Rogue Geek, take him to da mental hospital an try an get him stable. i dunt fink eitha way wat happened heer was an accident. also someone...take care of brag.
 *  - WHO PUT YOO IN CHARGE MAN
 * Hagto'Zhl - ya fink anyon else is up fer da job?
 * Ray'loth - im ok wiv dis
 * Hagto'Zhl - ok evryon prepar fer war an stoof. we got a meetin nex week. also btw brag shuld we tell fre'kloar da prophecy or let him work it out on his own
 * Brag'klogga - I WILL. HE MUST PREPARE HIMSELF FER DA GODZ DEMAND DA RECKONIN OF DA OONIVERS!!!!

A week later, the Loron, all shaken by the events of the night, got together. Many of them were nervous and fearful of Fre'kloar, having no idea how sane he was now, but recognising that he was prophesised to carry them to victory once more. With custom made robotic eye and arm, Fre'kloar stood towering over them, imposing, but he was no longer the bright, optimistic leader they knew him as. Still intimidating, if not more so, but seemingly apathetic to the feelings of any of them. Hagto'Zhl stood by his side, while Grak'tona stood distant from them, with no crown on his head. Rel'larutina sighed at what a mess they were.


 * Rel'larutina - Look, guys. We literally achieved the victory no one thought we could. We were the winners, we triumped over our greatest evil, and this is what we've become? Bitter and scared for the future? Come on, guys, someone lighten up!
 * Brag'klogga - WE CANT FULFILL DA SIXTH SUNRISE WIV DIS ATTITUDE MAN WATS UP WIV YAS
 * Hagto'Zhl - ENUFF. let da boss speek.

Fre'kloar growled, as he shook his robotic arm, and spoke, but it was not his loud and beaming voice filling the room, but a quieter, growling voice.


 * Fre'kloar - we all lost somfin ta war. da oonivers finks we is all freeks. dat wes all stoopid monstas dat cant do any reel damag. but we destroyed deir preshus UNO. dey fink were all monstas, so its time fer us ta get reveng on dem.
 *  - dats a bit mor like da fre'kloar we kno
 * Fre'kloar - we came dis far. we survived da horrors of war. dey brought war ta us, so well bring it ta dem.
 * Rogue Geek - Actually, every war recorded in Rogue Boyz history has begun by Loron with unprovoked atta-
 * Fre'kloar - SHUT UP. yoo dont kno da pain. i can still feel ma eye an ma arm missin. i can still feel da wars i was in...an still heer da voice of ma mentor. wes all monstas. im alredy a deemun.
 * Hagto'Zhl - ... oi hold on dats ma job
 * Grak'tona - frekloars rite. weve all lost somfin. i lost ma crown. i can still feel da icy...cold...amazin crown on ma hed...its all gon. destroyed by da losas in da oonivers.
 * Rogue Geek - It was destroyed by you in a hissy fit, actually.
 * Grak'tona - SHUT UP. it was all deir fault. DEIR FAULT. we need ta make dem pay.
 * Kal'kuir - i believ da mediks call dat feeling a "ghostie pain". it gives ya a scare when yor not lookin. also WAR IS SIK WAT YA ON ABOUT
 * Rel'larutina - Don't try using logic on them. They're being melodramatic.
 * Hagto'Zhl - i meen i didnt reely loos anyfin but killin all da ooniverse? sounds FUN

Fre'kloar looked out towards his window, as he punched the wall in rage, then slowly pulled his arm away, and turned back to them.


 * Fre'kloar - its time fer da oonivers ta PAY. lets make dem SUFFA as WE SUFFAD. we killed deir UNO...NOW LETS KILL DEIR MOMS. DEIR ENTIR PLANETS. DEIR EVRYFIN. WES GONNA MAKE DEM PAY. no moar just cause. no moar good guyz. no moar nuffin...JUS LORONZ KILL EVRYON. DONT DISCRIMINAT. IF DEIR NOT A LORON, AN DEIR NAME IS NOT "BILLIG", KILL DEM.
 * Ray'loth - BUT DATS JUS HAO ITS ALWAYS BEEN IS YOO SERIUS
 * Hagto'Zhl - man jus go along wiv it. we get ta kill dumbos dats wat mattas
 * Ray'loth - an dey say im a crazy psycho
 * Fre'kloar - lets giv da oonivers HELL. KILL DEM ALL FER MOCKIN US. FER LAFFIN AT US. bak wen we taunted dem on da UDB, we sed we was gonna kill da Politically Correct Asskissas first. SO LETS KILL DEM FIRST. BUT NOT JUS DEM. NO SINGLE TARGET. GO TA EVRY GALAXY. KILL DEM TA PROOV WE AINT PLAYIN NO MOAR.
 * Rogue Geek - I have prepared fleets largely than we have ever had before. We have an almost infinite number of factories and breed Loron at rapid rates. What Fre'kloar is suggesting is not even that unreasonable.
 * Hagto'Zhl - ok den LETS GO KILL GEEZAS AGEN
 * Fre'kloar - no...first i need ta giv yoo anotha speech about ma SUFFERIN. MA ANGST.
 * Rel'larutina - Yeah, no, no you really don't. Okay, Leedas, you know what to do! Go out and send your fleets to kill whoever you want! Meeting closed.

Polar Crystal Alliance Prologue: Facing the Horde
Having called an urgent meeting, entered the council chambers of the  on. His facial expression was one of fear, though he strode towards his place with a certain confidence as if he was both ready for what was to come, and terrified at the same time. , the only other surviving high-ranking member of the Unified Nation, stood outside the room, unable to enter, but still wanting to hear what was going on. Tuolog took his place, faced the other councillors, waited for silence, and then spoke up.


 * Tuolog - Councillors, I bring grave news. I knew that it not be long before Da Rogue Boyz begin their conquest of rest of the galaxy. But I fear they willing to do damage outside of Borealis as well. And I fear that their day of reckoning approaches.
 * Xeron - Why we have waited for this long to do something about it, I don't understand. It's obviously time to put the Alliance on maximum alert.
 *  - I would alert the Aegis Guard. Hyperborea must be fortified.

, warmaster of the Alliance and ruler of its military affairs, descended from his office as he heard the conversation.


 * Arkarixus - The Aegis Guard is not enough. It is time to mobilize the entire Alliance. The Loron must be exterminated.
 *  - I concur. These criminal filth have marred our galaxy for too long.
 * Xeron - Indeed! We wage war on the Loron and force them into submission, like we should have done already.
 * Tuolog - I never understood the willingness for genocide in this Alliance, but alas. The Loron fleet should not be underestimated. They are far, far beyond what we seen in the past.
 * Kithworto - Genocide aside. The Loron are now threatening the lives of this galaxy.
 * Semirian - It is not a matter of willingly commiting the genocide of races. The Loron are beyond reasoning and will destroy us without a second thought. Responding in kind is the only option.
 * Tuolog - I will agree here. The is...limited in capacity, to say least. I think however our duty extends beyond mobilizing our forces. I have word from spies that the Loron developed travel to other galaxies through wormholes created by their "Rogue Geek".
 * Augustex - If that is the case, we must rally our allies too.
 * Tuolog - Yes. They attack the entire Gigaquadrant. Or at least, they attack four galaxies in it - this being one. If our spies, and my understanding of Loron, is correct, they aim for the homeworld of whoever they declared their enemy. We can assume that homeworld in this case is Hyperborea.
 * Kithworto - I will warn Andromeda of this. In turn, I will order the wormholes within the Republic's territories to be closed. I will not give the Loron the benefit of moving through them.
 * Rylarien - Not all of the Alliance can send help to outside of Borealis. However, we will warn our allies of the coming threat regardless.
 * Augustex - I will contact our allies in the and the Pax Infinitus Armada. The Loron represent a common threat to us all.
 * Tuolog - I have plan to defeat Loron. I able to bring in an outsider to this discussion?
 * Kithworto - Go ahead.

Tuolog nodded, and signalled to Durzhan to enter. Durzhan flew in, and took Tuolog's side.


 * Durzhan - My plan, mostly, has worked. The leader of the Loron suffers from post-traumatic stress disorder, which has kept him from mobilizing until now. Of course, now he is far deadlier than ever, but he is insane enough that he is very likely to turn on his own men.
 * Kithworto - You speak to a Council with myself, with Arkarixus, with Tuolog. We have no need to fear their leaders.
 * Durzhan - This will be important later.
 * Xeron - You continue to tell us we should not underestimate the Loron. But you have yet to tell us what we should be afraid of that we do not know already.

Durzhan turned towards Xeron, making a more concerned face, while Tuolog became more uneasy, as if fear was beginning to surface.


 * Durzhan - The Unified Nation of Ottzello was developing a new technology prior to its destruction. Based on technology previously seen in, and its own brand of nanotechnology, with self replicating nanomachines and a mass use of quantum replicators...I realise you are not scientists, so I will give you the short of it: it can cover a planet in nanomachines and convert it into star fleets. The mass of a planet averages 6 times 1024 kg, and the average is 2 million tonnes, so by the time the planet is drained to the core, that's approximately 3 quadrillion Sik Ships.
 * Augustex - And, how long would that take, may I ask?
 * Durzhan - Going by a standard Hyperborean day...two days.
 * Semirian - By the ancestors...not even the Kormacvar possessed such technology.
 * Tuolog - Keep in mind that it extend beyond these planets. Should they harvest a star, the average sized star could net them over a sextillion. And this technology in the Loron hands now.
 * Xeron - Why did you not finish it?
 * Tuolog - Firstly, because draining a planet of resources like that in that rate is immoral. More importantly, I see vision of dark future for UNO should such technology work. UNO's AIs become power mad, and we transform into something worse...I not want that for universe. But Loron not care about that. They only want to wage war.
 * Arkarixus - Loron strength always has been in numbers. And with how many worlds they took from you, their resources must be unlimited.
 * Rylarien - Do not tell me they have an unlimited supply of soldiers too.
 * Durzhan - Quantum replicators can create any element, but they cannot create other cells. But all that is required to grow life is energy. And they can drain any element and transform it into energy, if not simply drain that of a star. And there's the Grid, and our Kralgon cloning technology.

Arkarixus shook his fist and slammed it against the wall. He spat, and then turned to Tuolog.


 * Arkarixus - You made a wise decision to not finish this technology. But it matters not how many there are. They're like paper.
 * Kithworto - With weaponry stronger than UNO. The Loron's resources are the closest thing to unlimited. But they must have a weakness, they always do.
 * Durzhan - And they do. Their leaders. These Loron are rigid about their tradition, including that in which a successor may only succeed a leader by defeating him. When someone else destroys the leader, they are confused and unsure who to take orders from. They will be forced to retreat. And when they are down to their last leader, we finish them.
 * Xeron - I hate to admit it, but killing Loron is no easy feat, let alone their leaders. Their leaders are practically godlike soldiers, it would take entire armies to destroy them, and we fear we cannot beat them at the numbers game. Arkarixus, can you face them head on?

Arkarixus shook his head, and turned away.


 * Arkarixus - When the day comes that the Loron stand at our days ready to burst them open and rip our heads from our spines, I will face them, and send them where they belong: out of the airlock, choking for breath and freezing to death in the cold embrace of space, where they are more welcomed than anywhere else. But I have business to attend to until then...a people to watch over.
 * Durzhan - We will do our best. Their leaders will be spread across the galaxy. We will cut this invasion off at its head, and the body will not function.
 * Tuolog - I only pray this works. Durzhan, you sure that our current iteration of the plan better than last?
 * Durzhan - I have seen all possible outcomes written in every timeline. I am certain the way I altered it this time will work. I can merely pray the universe does not loose too many more than it already has.

Six Suns, Four Fronts
Screams, anguish, terror. The screams of the victims at his own bloodied hands, the anguish of himself after receiving blow after blow from the foes he had fought, and the terror of him and his crew as they faced against Gratz'kaoz. These were the things that Fre'kloar saw. The nightmares anyone would suffer at the hands of were the reality that Fre'kloar lived in every day. Screams, anguish, terror.

But the images he normally saw disappeared, and cleared apart. Instead, Fre'kloar was looking at Jol'kiar, sitting across from him.


 * Fre'kloar - jolkiar?...JOLKIAR MAN I NEED YOO
 * Jol'kiar - frekloar...hagtozhl was rite. afta zrahgloth, yoo still hav one moar enemy.
 * Fre'kloar - MAN DONT DO DIS TA ME IM NOT GONNA FITE YOO
 * Jol'kiar - yoo hav one moar enemy...but its not me...

Fre'kloar was puzzled, and he ran towards Jol'kiar for what seemed like an eternity, and grabbed him.


 * Fre'kloar - WHO MAN IM NOT GONNA FITE YOO
 * Jol'kiar - we always finish da misshons togetha yeh?
 * Fre'kloar - NO NOT DAT
 * Jol'kiar - lets finish dis...togetha man

Fre'kloar found himself unable to control his arms. He slammed his fist repeatedly into Jol'kiar's skin, eventually cracking it, and pulling his blood-coated arm out of Jol'kiar's pierced stomach. The arm slowly transformed into the rocket arm Jol'kiar had built for him, as he found his skin rapidly changing into the shade of blue of his new Sikka Boy appearance. He was back to normal, and found he was staring against the window of the Krooza, with the other Leedas staring at him. He'd had another anxiety attack.

Fre'kloar stood up in front of the Leedas, Poshiez and Warbosses. It was the day he had announced that they were going to begin their assault.


 * Fre'kloar - fanks to da geek heer, we hav unlimited resources dat wes gonna take frum unos world. we can rob whol star systems wiv it. evry planet, asteroid and otha piece of rok gets turned into shipz fer da bosses ta kill peepz wiv. we is unstoppable.
 *  - LORONZ NEVA LOOS
 *  - eyyy maybe som of dat mehtul can build me a betta Lil' Homie
 *  - da only problem wiv dis is turnin da planet into mehtul ruins da fun of blowin it up. BUT I CAN TURN DEM INTO BOOMSTIKZ INSTED HURHURHUR
 * Fre'kloar - but in orda ta truly take ova da oonivers, we need a plan.
 *  - I VOTE WE STORM DEM WIV TANKZ
 *  - i vote we turn dem into cash fer me
 * Ray'loth - MAN FINK ABOUT SOMFIN ELS FER ONCE
 * Grak'tona - oh we hav big plans fer dem...BUT WES GONNA MAKE DEM BUILD CROWNS AN THRONES FER ME AN ENSLAV DEM
 * Voa'reak - OH MA DAYZ YOR AN IDIOT MAN WE SHULD DO BETTA DAN DAT

As the Loron bickered amongst themselves, Hagto'Zhl fired his Blasta into the air, silencing them. He gestured towards Fre'kloar to continue speaking.


 * Fre'kloar - i hav a new orda. becuz wes so big, wes gonna attak all da big galaxies, take out da biggest empiya deir or da one we hate most, an blow it up, den turn deir peepz inta slaves, an deir planets into boomstikz. dey cant stop us once we get goin.
 * Grak'tona - dats a good plan. wats da four galaxies? i dont kno da names of any of dem
 * Rel'larutina - You...at least know the name of Borealis, right?
 * Grak'tona - no i dont but IT SOUNDS BORIN AN STOOPID AN SOUNDS LIKE ITS FULL OF NOT WORTHY PEEPZ
 * Rel'larutina - You're...in Borealis.
 * Grak'tona - oh. well at least i was rite about da last part
 * Rogue Geek - Of the first three star systems we take over in the new galaxy, two of those will be drained of resources and turned into factories, to produce at least a few sextillion ships for a grander fleet. These can be each of the four front for our assault.
 * Brag'klogga - jus as da prophecy says. da six suns eech hav four different stages befor dey rise....DIS DAYS COMIN!!!!!

Fre'kloar displayed a map in front of them on a large board, and pulled out his crayons to begin drawing with his metal arm. He immediately put a cross on Borealis on the map, specifically, on Hyperborea.


 * Fre'kloar - dats da one im goin for. im gonna take out da whol PCA by destroyin deir main planet den comin fer da rest of dem. speshully da Zoles den da .
 * Hagto'Zhl - four galaxies dere. frekloar got one. so now its time fer da otha three. i got som unfinished bizness wiv da Dumbo Combinashon of Pizza. so ill go to da an destroy Mirenton. i bagsy deir.
 * Grak'tona - dat one dere...

Grak'tona pointed at the.


 * Grak'tona - FULL OF UNWORTHY HAT PEEPZ. IM GONNA GO DEIR.
 * Rel'larutina - Pfft. As if you'd even know how to get to Cyrannus. It can only be accessed by wormholes, you putz.
 * Grak'tona - SHUT UP MAN...YOO DONT KNO DA PAIN...DA PAIN OF LOSIN!!!!!
 * Rel'larutina - I'm going to go look for a wormhole and then send my front there. We'll take out the, and presumably, their allies, the .
 * Grak'tona - ill go fer da unworthy heretikz i guess. som place in da .
 * Rogue Geek - Wow, that was surprisingly easily agreed upon.
 * Fre'kloar - da oonivers will kno we is BAK. an we is BADDA DAN EVA BEFOR. i cant wait ta kill da borealis peepz.
 * Traz'raka - yo queston. wher do we go? an wat happens if one of yoo losas get stomped?
 * Fre'kloar - LORONZ NEVA LOOS. but i guess if we did den yood all jus com bak an join da borealis front. also da leedas will decide which warbosses an poshiez ta take soon.
 * Gol'thabex - only goin if cash is involved. jus sayin.

Da Rokkit Punch
Planet Garilia was a mostly desert planet, and bar an oasis here and there, almost lacking in life and in water. Were it not for the rich metals found within the surface and its close borders with the rich Ottzello Sector, it was likely the would've skipped over the planet entirely. It was a heavily defended world that the PCA flocked to for commerce, to mine and trade the luxuries metals and stones it possessed.

Fre'kloar wasn't interested in mining the world. He was interested in swallowing it whole.

Arriving on the planet's surface on just a small, late at night, while the other bosses beneath him led the charge to conquer surrounding star systems in the region, Fre'kloar was prepared to fulfil this mission alone, feeling he needed no help. The barely hospitable planet had one major outpost that he would destroy, so that the fleet could move in unopposed and eat the world. As he had no idea how to fly a Fighta himself, it simply dropped him off, operated by the Rogue Geek, as he jumped off, and walked slowly towards the large fortress.

The Zoles operated fortress was filled with surface-to-space weaponry, but none would detect a small starfighter. No one believed that a single ship of a size that small could carry enough people to get through the masses of walkers, tanks and supersoldiers on the surface anyhow. But Fre'kloar didn't need backup. He strolled towards the gate, towering several meters tall, as the two Zoles guards fired on him. But he appeared not to feel a thing, his thick skin and miniature shield generator shrugging off their lasers. He grabbed each of them by the throat, lifted them several feet in the air, before slamming their heads against the wall, crushing them, then knocking the door to head inside.

An insular building, Fre'kloar was greeted by supersoldiers of many races, including from the Refuge of Ottzello. Each of them turned towards him and fired, as he strolled through, breaking their necks, ripping their bodies apart, and smashing their skulls open. As they continued to fire on Fre'kloar, their determination turned quickly to fear, as soldiers who had undergone extensive training and thorough genetic enhancements saw it all go to waste as they dropped their weapons and fleed. This angered Fre'kloar, as he ran to catch up with them, ensuring he could kill them.

Fre'kloar's face was covered in the blood of those he had killed. He strolled through the metallic corridors of the structure which had finally been alerted to his presence, and he found fewer and fewer reinforcements attempt to stop him. But not because they were running out of soldiers, because they were running out of soldiers brave enough to face him. This frustrated him. And almost spontaneously, Fre'kloar suffered another anxiety attack, as he felt the fear on their eyes. They reminded him of the fear of Loron in the face of Zr'Ahgloth, of Ref'kolar, of Gratz'kaoz, and the fear they had inspired.

Fre'kloar's rage grew, as he reached the end of the corridor to a room full of computers, the operating center of the room. He crushed the first Inalton he saw, and picked up the next Zoles and smashed them into the computer. He picked up another, and flung it towards the remaining guards. He was close to the center of operations, about to deactivate the base, when he was surrounded by a dozen in robotic suits.


 * Niaka - You are under arrest, Loron.

Fre'kloar stopped, and turned towards them. He was outnumbered heavily, but he didn't so much as flinch.


 * Niaka - Surrender and die.

The rage on Fre'kloar's bloodied face changed to a grin, as he pointed his left arm out in front of them. The Niaka looked puzzled, at first, simply fixating their weapons on him. His robotic arm shot out of his wrist, and flew through each of them, tearing a hole in each suit as it flew through them, and within seconds, the arm had destroyed all twelve. He turned around to the door to the command center. A emerged ready to face him, who he simply pushed aside to the floor with his arm, crushing.

The command center contained only a single, circular terminal at the center, and a Zoles captain operating it. Known as Vavtrius, with much heavier armor and a more powerful turbolaser cannon, he turned towards the hulking Loron figure.


 * Vavtrius - You're taller than I remember. And your skin has thickened.
 * Fre'kloar - yoov seen wat i did to evryon heer. get out or itll be moar painful.
 * Vavtrius - Hah. You think I, captain of this region of space, will go down as easily as my peers? You think I, with decades of war experience and hundreds of slain and Loron under my belt, will be defeated by the likes of you?

Fre'kloar grinned, strolling towards Vavtrius. Still confident, Vavtrius aimed his weapon straight between Fre'kloar's eyes, as if daring him to walk forward. But Fre'kloar fired his rocket arm towards the console between them, and it opened a hole in it. The arm then exploded, and Fre'kloar grinned to himself again. He had what he came for, and now he turned around and left, as Vavtrius was not worth his time. Vavtrius growled, as he fired at Fre'kloar, whose shield absorbed the impact. Fre'kloar turned to Vavtrius, and dashed towards him, tearing his gun in half. He lifted Vavtrius in his hulking armor up in the air with his left arm, the metal claws grasping his throat as he was powerless to resist, while Fre'kloar's right arm slammed into his ribs and then ripped out his heart. He pulled it out slowly, and crushed it. On his way out, he sent a message to the Rogue Geek.


 * Fre'kloar - dis base is ded. send ma ship down den send da planet eeta ta turn dis planet into moar ships.
 * Rogue Geek - Excellent. Meanwhile, the other bosses, including Naktor'zak and Voa'reak, have taken a total of two dozen planets in the last few hours. They were unprepared for the size of our fleet.
 * Fre'kloar - dats good. den dey kno we is BAK in bizness. im comin fer hyperborea

Leaving the base, his PTSD still haunting him as he strolled out towards it, he was consumed by rage once more. Once outside the fortress, he fired his rocket arm to its ceiling, and exploded it, causing it to collapse in on itself. He slammed his remaining arm into the outside gate, causing it to fall. His ship arrived, and the unstable boss finally left the world.

The Collective's Move
The was restless ever since Da Rogue Boyz successfully defeated UNO six years prior. The board of the Supreme Advisors discussed many times over the possible extermination of the Loron, as they saw the attack on the Ottzelloans as an act of war they should not ignore. After all, when the declared war on a race, they were clear that complete annihilation of the opposing faction was the only acceptable outcome - surrender was seen as a means to delay destruction and recover, and the Collective had little use to keeping their enemies alive, as it served of little benefit to them in most occasions. The discussions had so far ended with the Collective believing an attack on the Loron would prove counter-productive, but once news hit of attacks on the Zoles Imperium, the board united once again.

The Supreme Advisors and Royal Admirals presented themselves before Queen, who analyzed the situation carefully. It would be the first time she would declare war on a civilization, though it was clearer and clearer that the Loron's continued existence was a threat and an offense to what the Collective stood for.


 * Maryah - Let it be known that today, the Indoctrinate Collective has declared war upon The Rogue Boys, who-
 * Windey - Dear Queen, they're called "Da Rogue Boyz".
 * Maryah - ... You mean that name is not just strange alien slang?
 * Windey - Oh, I wish that was the case.
 * Tarygan - Further proof that these demented barbarians are nothing but a blight in our universe. We cannot wait any longer. They must be destroyed.
 * Maryah - Indeed. As I was saying: Let it be known that today, the Indoctrinate Collective has declared war upon... "Da Rogue Boyz"... who threaten the lives of our allies as well as the stability of our new home galaxy. Let it be known that they shall be subject to the full might of the Collective's armada, and will be subject to the worst punishment to aggressors: complete and utter annihilation. Their worlds will be reduced to cinders, their culture will be erased from history, and their race will be be extinct, save for handfuls of individuals who shall be taken for study at the Collective's xenobiology academies. Let it be known that this enemy will face justice, and there will be no mercy.

, Marechal of the Royal Guard and supreme leader of the Indoctrinate Collective's military assets, stepped up, bowing to the Supreme Advisor board as he did so.


 * Jerkon - Our forces stand prepared to eliminate the Loron threat.
 * Maryah - See to it that it is done. The Polar Crystal Alliance must be helped.
 * Tarygan - And indeed, so do the Ottzelloans. Coordinate your efforts to free the Unified Nation's assets from Loron control, Royal Marechal. We shall get in contact with the Alliance and the Refuge of Ottzello in order to warn them of our upcoming support.
 * Jerkon - So be it.

Jerkon and the admirals left the board, while the advisors discussed war plans among themselves. As Maryah left the throne to the corridors of her palace at, she was followed by Tarygan Tersly, a content expression on the older Dracogonarious leader as she followed the queen.


 * Maryah - I knew the day to wage war would come. I just didn't think we would wage war on... psychotic manchildren.
 * Tarygan - As you grow old, you will realize, most aliens are strange and sometimes downright nonsensical. And I must say... you recited the Dracogonarious's Oath of Intergalactic Punishment marvelously.
 * Maryah - Heh... It almost feels bad, saying basically "we're gonna kill you all, no regrets".
 * Tarygan - Oh, it does not, believe it. It is for the best. The Loron will die, and Borealis will rid itself of one more of its cancerous growths. It shall be a day worth celebrating.

Da Libertus Meat
Arriving on planet Nevrasón, all together in transport ships, the Loron stood in front of the doors, eagerly awaiting the landing on the worlds of Cyrannus. Many of them had never left the galaxy before, let alone visited Cyrannus, and had no idea what to expect. They had heard stories of the, and though the race were an agile and tough species, they knew that they were no match for Loron - and more importantly, that they sounded tasty. Just as the ships were approaching their stealth landing on the world, Rel'larutina and her second in command, Traz'raka, appeared before them all on hologram.


 * Rel'larutina - Now, remember: the places much more emphasis on its space force than its Army. This means that our top priority is to prevent any of their ships from bombarding the world. This outpost consists of several colonial cities, we're going to need to take out all of them while the rest of our fleet enters orbit.
 * Traz'raka - i hate da republicans man. deyz all stuk up old geezas an deyz all hypocrits. deyz all on about "muh second ammendment rites" an "aborhson is wrong" an "global warmin dunt exist" like i wanna slap dem
 * Rel'larutina - Uhh...what?
 * Traz'raka - eh nevamind

Rel'larutina shrugged, and her Norol hologram changed to her hologram of, as the Loron prepared for combat. Their mouths watered with saliva at the thought of tasting the Libertus for the first time, as Rel'larutina gave her final orders.


 * Rel'larutina - We're going to need to do this quickly, before they can bring up any reinforcements. Even if our fleet can likely overwhelm theirs, I'd rather not risk it while I have very little data on this galaxy. All of you are going with Traz'raka. Meanwhile, I'll take a platoon of Smashas with me to blow up the capital of this world, and cut off their main communications. While they're out scrambling around for a way to get a signal off this world, you move in and slaughter them.
 * Traz'raka - hurhurhur i cant wait ta see da looks on deir faces

At that moment, the ships landed, and the holograms began to fade. The doors opened and the ramps retracted, as they all opened their eyes to the lush, green world of Nevrasón, and the enormous city below the hill they had landed on. Only too late had the Republic detected Loron invasion. Traz'raka led his charge towards the city, as the Loron scrambled and kicked over one another rushing to the front lines, trying to be the first to eat a Libertus alive.

But the Loron were not unopposed. Not one of them had brought a Loron Tank with them, nor were their enough Booma Boyz with the firepower to face the Retexa-class Recon Walkers ahead of them, or to destroy the Deinos-class Armored Transports carrying Libertus soldiers. Their suppressing fire was not enough to hold off the Loron attack, but it was enough to prove irritating for Traz'raka. The bloodthirsty Loron fought one another over the taste of Libertus meat, many Loron killing other Loron rather than other Libertus. The frantic chaos of Loron warfare was certainly like nothing the Republic's army had faced before.

Traz'raka stood apart from his men, as he watched the Recon Walkers amass in a huger force, ready to reinforce the army. They had been unprepared for this attack, but nonetheless were ready to deal with it. Their cannons' suppressing fire, and the frantic Loron fighting one another over Libertus meat, seemed like it could play to the Republic's advantage. Traz'raka glared, and pulled out Lil' Homie, placing specialised ammunition in it.


 * Traz'raka - yoo wanna play ruff? awlrite...well play ruff...

Traz'raka loaded Lil' Homie once more with dark matter bolts in the cannon, and aimed them at the Recon Walkers. He grinned to himself as he held the gun to them.


 * Traz'raka - say hello to ma LIL HOME!!!!!

Traz'raka unleashed round after round of explosive bullets at the Recon Walkers. His single machine gun served almost as artillery in itself, as he destroyed the legs and the hulls of the Walkers. Their armor was able to resist a few of the blasts, but not many before Traz'raka could topple them over with the explosives within his cannons. He fired frantically unloading his magazines on them, destroying them before they could shift their fire towards him. The glee in battle shone in his eyes as he unloaded magazine after magazine upon them, until none remained.

Eventually, the Loron's numbers, and Traz'raka's fire, gave them the upper hand, and the Republic had fewer soldiers to spare. Though their infantry was well trained, it lacked the biological or technological enhancements of their Imperial counterparts, and their weaponry was simply not enough for the sheer amount and the sheer strength of the Loron. The Loron stormed through the city, as Nevrasón's local council began with the emergency orders to bombard the planet from orbit.

But Rel'larutina was waiting for this. With her Smashas, each equipped with jetpacks, she turned towards her fellow Norol as she prepared to attack the capital of the world miles away from Traz'raka's own invasion.


 * Rel'larutina - Okay, ladies, it's showtime.

Each of them jetted in, flying past the outer defensive turrets, and firing their own cannons at the unsuspecting civillians. The Norol weren't interested in eating anyone, but they were interested in carnage. As civillians screamed in terror at the surprise attack once they thought they were safe, the Smashas aimed specifically for the council hall. As each of them made their way towards it, they managed to destroy it, not only killing everyone inside, but preventing any signal from leaving the planet. This would not prevent them from sending any message, but it would delay, or at least reduce, the response from the navy to destroy the Loron invasion.

And now, her only goal was to destroy the city and bring it to rubble. Blasting apart the skyscrapers of the town with the other ladies, Rel'larutina had an almost Loron-like glee for carnage and wreckage. This was not war for them, but merely a competition of who could wreak the most havoc on the civillians desperate to flee the world, watching their homes be torn apart. Recon Walkers showed up to attempt to defend their cities, but they were simply no match for the Propa Big Rogue Smasha. Rel'larutina's spacetime cannon, the melee weapons that tore them apart with blades and the missiles made short work of any defenses.

Within mere hours, all life on the city had been destroyed. With the remaining Smashas, Rel'larutina took a stroll through the destroyed city, making sure nothing was left. She then fired up her jetpack to rejoin the ships, and prepared to attack the next world, as the Loron were trying to gain a foothold in this star system. Rel'larutina sent a message to Traz'raka.


 * Rel'larutina - That's good. They didn't see that coming, but it won't be as easy from here on out. We've got the numbers on them, but I still think we should be more weary of their much more powerful navy. I'd suggest eating one of the inhospitable worlds of this star system, and making more ships out of it.
 * Traz'raka - ehhhh dat was fun but I WANNA DESTROY MOAR STUFF WIV LIL HOMIE MAN
 * Rel'larutina - And you will. I'm letting you take over the invasion from here.
 * Traz'raka - YEEEEEEH wait wat relly
 * Rel'larutina - Really. The Republic didn't see this coming, but if we want to get to, we need to prevent any resistance at all. Of the inhabitants of Cyrannus, or close to Cyrannus, there are two other big names to watch out for: the Empire, and the . I doubt the Empire will care to defend the Republic if they themselves aren't threatened, but the Rambo likely will. Therefore, I'm going to take a wormhole nearby to cripple them so they cannot send any reinforcements. You keep the fleet going towards Mou'Cyran and destroy it.
 * Traz'raka - i meen i didnt lissen to any of dat but SOUNDS FUN MAN
 * Rel'larutina - Right. Keep in touch.

The Senate Responds
On the Republic Capital, the assembled Senators of the New Republic watched salvaged footage of the surprise attack on Nevrasón with horror. While the Loron were always considered a threat to the Republic's colonies in the Borealis Galaxy, an attack on Cyrannus was unthinkable. Slamming his fist onto his Senatorial Platform, Senator Rodyctor of Lacertia was the first to speak.


 * Rodyctor - How could this happen?! We have received no reports of any unauthorised use of the Borealisan Wormhole!

Senator of  scratched his chin, deep in thought.


 * Apollo - Clearly, they've discovered another wormhole leading from Borealis to Republic space. This brutal attack is likely due to our old alliance with the Unified Nation of Ottzello. We must respond.
 * Senator  - Quite, quite. Though I am deeply surprised that the arm of these brutes has grown long enough for them to consider attacking an extragalactic civilisation so far removed from their own sphere of influence. Such as it is.

Senator, just recently defeated in the Presidential Election nodded in agreement.


 * Raesa - I agree, though I must stress that the reason why this attack occured is now irrelevant. I concur with Senator Apollo. We must rally our forces, and those of our allies against this threat.

In the floating platform of the Proconsul, cleared his voice, prompting the senators to turn their attention away from the viewscreen and toward him.


 * Athan Apostila - We have already received a transmission from the, specifically Councillor , who requested aid from the unified forces of the Mou'Cyran Accords against this threat. The President has already agreed to send a taskforce from our Borealisan Defence Fleet, though this unprovoked attack on Nevrasón changes matters considerably. I will make an appeal to the Council of the Accords tomorrow, but in the meantime, we must track the movement of the Loron fleet in our space. Fleet Admiral will lead our efforts in this regard.

Unanimously the Senate agreed with the decision, though many rightly feared the next move of these marauding foes.

Da King Takes Da Pawn
Planet Tiideran, a colony. Freezing cold, mostly barren, the world was a mining colony, covered in icy glaciers, mining robots for the, and more importantly, hundreds of civillians. The world was still rich with resources, ones which the Loron would love to mine for themselves. Grak'tona was spoilt for choice for this world. Would he turn it into his new ice palace throne world in this galaxy, or simply eat it up and turn it into more starships for his royal fleet?

He had yet to decide. While Zalk'don commanded his ships to destroy the surrounding defending fleet, Grak'tona, with an army of Freezflamas, and his trusty sidekick Drizz'pyrokirk, crashed down at the top of an enormous mountain. This itself contained an underground colony, his first target. Grak'tona turned towards Drizz, and pointed at the mountain. Drizz grinned, as he pulled out his Flama, as his other Freezflamas followed him. The flamethrowers burned through the ice as they made their way towards the colony.

The colony was far from defenseless. None of them had expected the Loron starfleet to push through the orbital defenses and reach the world, but they were still prepared. The fierce militia came out of the caves in full force, ready to protect their kin and their resources. Their guns blazed, but they had never fought Loron before, and had no idea what they were in for. As many Freezflamas fell, those pushing through set the colonists alight, burning alive. It was like a living nightmare for those so used to the cold to experience heats in excessive of a thousand degrees celcius.

Grak'tona himself roared, as he charged forward at the colonists. Several mining robots quit their mining jobs, as they tried to fire upon the Loron, but Grak'tona barged through them, knocking them down with his shoulders or simply slapping them to the floor and exploding them. Another he grabbed above his head, and threw it towards the colonists, as its drill severed the colonists' head while the explosion splattered their remains. Grak'tona ordered Drizz and his men to head inside the caves, and flush out any remaining colonists, so as to spread a message to them.


 * Drizz'pyrokirk - oi man deres still dat colony below da mountain man
 * Grak'tona - den we can get to dat afta we killed dese geezas in da name of da king
 * Drizz'pyrokirk - no man...i got an idea...can we get zalk'don ta fire at da mountain?
 * Grak'tona - eh sure

Grak'tona headed inside the nearest cave opening, as he gave the order to Zalk'don. A missile hit the mountain, which began to shake. The hordes of Freezflamas and the bombardment from Zalk'don's ships had caused the once rock-solid mountain to begin to crumble. Despite the violent shaking, the colonists of a big tailed species were able to maintain their balance and stance, whilst smaller of not same species held onto them. The colonists were confused by the whole act and exchanged words loudly. Everyone paniced, until Grak'tona held his finger to his mouth and ordered them to hush.


 * Grak'tona - SHHHHHH. yoo dont yell wen deres an avalanche man.
 * Drizz'pyrokirk - yeh...yoo kno wat ta do
 * Grak'tona - da king ordas yoo ta do da reel fing yor ment ta do: YOO RAP DA AVALANCHE RAP TO DA GOD OF AVALANCHES SO HE SAVES YOO!!!!!

The other Loron cheered, as they began to pull out their speakers and began rapping. The mountain crumbled down, as the bombardments and the noise of the Loron caused its foundations to shake. A few colonists attempted to go out fighting, but they were little match for the sheer numbers of the Freezflamas. And soon, icy glaciers fell and crushed the colony, as they attempted to flee out of the other caves. Grak'tona and the other Loron laughed hysterically, as they too fled the caves. Many of the Loron found themselves trapped beneath the rock and ice, but those remaining got out.

A boulder came crashing down from the top of the mountain. It picked up momentum, crushing colonists and mining robots alike. Several more joined it. Many other Freezflamas, including Drizz, dashed out of its way, ready to let it crash on the colony below the mountain. But Grak'tona didn't move an inch. As the boulder hit him, it simply collapsed in his path, as Grak'tona stayed stood where he was, completely unflinched, his tough skin protecting him as he simply shrugged it off.

The mountain collapsed, as the rocks and ice fell towards the colonies below. Grak'tona gave his final orders.


 * Grak'tona - I MADE UP MA MIND. dis planet ent worthy of da king. we'll find a new ice planet an den if its not perfect WE TERRAFORM IT AN MAKE IT PERFECT.
 * Drizz'pyrokirk - so yor gonna destroy it?
 * Grak'tona - yeh. take me bak to ma ship, Da Royal Chariot, an lets go take da rest of dese stoopid Nomat-watevas. i dunno deir name but deyz allied wiv da heretikz.
 * Drizz'pyrokirk - chek up on golthabex man. lets see how hes doin.

Gol'thabex was half way across the galaxy. He had different orders entirely: kill the leading officers of the PAE. And his first target: Ashmaga Kanesh, aboard the HHS Radiance. Formerly High Ordinator of the Ecclesial Navy, now Lady Admiral of the United Andromedan Navy. Allegedly the supreme naval authority in the - though that hardly mattered now. was over, and the Great War the Ecumene as a whole abstained from. Now the Ecumene's federal military was, at best, nothing more than a glorified police force.

Until now.

He'd already broken his way in. By blowing a hole in the ship, and crashing through in an air-tight suit, Gol'thabex was a mere few rooms away from Ashmaga herself. But the reinforced metal was not enough for his hammers. He slammed them against the doors, smashing them open. Several greeted him, firing at him, but he shrugged it off. He threw both his hammers at two of them, which nailed them to the wall as it smashed their skulls, and then held his hands out for them, as they retained to him. Two more Radeon attempted to tackle him in close range, but he simply slammed his hammers down on them.

Energy enhanced, and made of the toughest metals in the universe, Gol'thabex' hammers broke down the final wall in between him and his target. He glared at the Tyrekian.


 * Gol'thabex - so yor da target. yoo dont look much liek a leeda.
 * Ashmaga - And you barely look like a Loron. I will fight you.
 * Gol'thabex - im betta dan dem. yoo shuld kno dis.

Gol'thabex threw his hammer at her, but she dodged it. Instead, it hit one of the flight terminals, causing a malfunction. The ship began to shake violently, as Gol'thabex retrieved his hammer and smashed it at the guards protecting her. Ashmaga pulled out her electrified longsword and stabbed Gol'thabex' arm, but it barely hurt him. He slammed his hammer and broke it in half, then grabbed her by the neck and slammed her against the wall.


 * Gol'thabex - im gonna hav yor hed.
 * Ashmaga - Not that easily.

Ashmaga fired her plasma gun at his leg, which partially pierced his shield, and forced him to lose his grip and fall slightly. She tried to hack away it him with what remained of her sword, but he simply flung her several feet away with a single blew. He threw a hammer at her, which pierced her leg and stuck her to the ground.


 * Ashmaga - Typical...I lose to the least Loron-ly of you all. I suppose I retain some dignity.
 * Gol'thabex - wat da yoo kno about leest loronly
 * Ashmaga - Loron fight because they love it. They don't do it for any real cause, unless it's good ol' fashioned revenge. Not you. You fight to load your pockets.
 * Gol'thabex - becuz im BETTA dan dem. im worth moar dan anotha loron. if yor good at somfin, neva do it fer free.
 * Ashmaga - Yeah...you're good. I wasn't expecting a single Loron to smash my ship while the rest were on the other side of the galaxy, alright. But you're not a Loron. You don't feel the glee of battle that they do.

Gol'thabex grinned, and chuckled to himself. He walked slowly towards her as she was helpless. She tried to pull out her plasma gun, but he ripped it, and her arm, from her, tossing them aside. He retrieved the hammer that had stuck her to the ground, as he laughed.


 * Gol'thabex - dats wher yor wrong...I ENJOY KILLIN LOSAS LIKE YOO!!!

And he slammed his hammer down, splitting her head, and kicked her aside. Then he turned to the rest of the terminals, and slammed his hammers into them, smashing them to bits. He pulled computers out and threw them frantically. And once he was sure that the ship was going to go down, he picked up the splitten skull of Ashmaga and carried it back to his starfighter, and left. He and the other Thugz had new targets. They wouldn't be able to catch their foe by surprise so easily next time, and would face resistance, but they were ready for it.