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((In that case, Draconians are Totalitarian Fascists Stratocracy, to their lower-ranked and to other species. :333))

Tailed...?
One of the higher units, a 2nd Officer, chortled to the commanding officer, "This one seems to have a mental defect, eh, Captain?"
The captain chuckled. "I suppose it does. It's certainly doesn't know much about Sazkarjhian behavior outside of a few basic mannerisms. But that's enough of it." He spoke through his unit communicator. "Squad one, prepare to take right flank. Squad two, prepare to take left. We'll keep in the center. Make sure we follow it and if it makes any hostile moves, fire a warning shot. We do not want to start another war, and these Triarians are powerful, so don't take aim at it unless it is endangering the lives of others."
"Yes, sir!" the soldiers replied in unison through their communicators.

(( Hach ))

Drughani Naval Fleet Above Thangu:

The 42 ships arrived as reinforcements for the 7th Drughani Naval Fleet. "Admiral Theran to all naval fleets, you all are now under my command and I expect any orders that I give to be carried out properly. Now, I would like to inform all of you on the current situation. We were nearly destroyed by a large enemy fleet not too far away from this general area. They will most likely end up coming back, so we must strike before they do. I shall be boarding the flagship of the 9th Fleet, and we shall begin our assault as I command. Good luck, gentlemen, we shall need it to defeat the enemy." said Theran into a communications device which transmitted to all of the Drughani ships.

Admiral Theran boarded the Voranvor-class Carrier of the 9th Drughani Naval Fleet while Vice Admiral Vahes stayed behind to oversee the scavenging operations on the planet of Thangu. "Alright, my fellow Drughans, onward toward the enemy!." yelled Admiral Theran. The 42 ships' engines begin to lighten up then vanish as they warped away to the last known location of the Hach planet and fleet.

Somewhere inside EA space
There lurks a Smart Initiative Defense Intelligence, or a SIDI, or simply Sidee.

And SIDI is currently tearing its way through EA databanks, stopping a focusing all its power on getting through any firewall that it can't immediately tear through. The cybertrail it leaves is not of Draconian origin, surprisingly, and is tearing through faster than a Draconian AVI could.

Not even a Draconian could identify it, because they'd never come across it. SIDI was Supreme, and the Supremes may or may not help Draconians or the EA. Of course, the Supremes didn't discriminate, since they were doing the same thing to the Draconians, throwing up a mass panic and possibly the largest panicked chaotic anarchy in the Draconians' history was being made.

Hidden undercover Draconian soldiers, who had the minds of Draconians in the enhanced bodies of humans, inside the EA's capital and major planets were probably the most exciting thing most people had seen; they were practically screaming, the few with Neural Processors, made from human items and such to reduce suspicion, were thrashing and spazzing, their minds being torn apart.

Contact
The MPs stopped in the in their tracks. A bit surprised from the creature's knowing of Sazkarjhit, several took aim. The captain raised his hand and motioned it downwards; signaling to his men to lower their weapons.
"I am Captain Ramihan'sum, commanding officer of Unit 13 of the Karboria District Military Police. We do not wish to engage in hostile actions. However, if you show any form of aggression to a single Sazkarjhit, soldier and civilian alike, we will not hesitate to fire upon you."

Tailed...?
The soldiers, now suspicious, and frightened by the sudden change, raised their rifles. The captain cocked his head, chuckling in disbelief.
"Mission? Last time I checked, you shapeshifting freak, you're on our homeworld. So if your little 'mission' is some sort of espionage..." he withdrew an energy pistol, which glowed brightly and whined while powering on, "...then you can get out of here with the rest of your abominable kind."
The 2nd Officer piped up, "Most of us had no choice with the Crusades. And considering you and the other ignoramuses that came with you attacked our planet, damaged our cities, and killed our men, women and children, I think it's best if you leave, and allow us some peace if you pathetic rodents even dare try some sort of spy business."
"Officer, that's enough." the Captain scolded. The woman grunted and stepped back. Following this, a low rumble could be heard as the APV hovered behind the Triarian. Soldiers clung to the side of it, rifles drawn, a large machine gun protruded from the front, pointed towards him.
"Now," the Captain hissed, "Mind telling us why you're creeping through the city?"

Trailed...?
An EA dropship flies towards the small group, watching the whole thing unfold from the levitating craft. It came into position next to the APV, the laser cannons pointing towards it and two squads of elite troops (both Abh and human) jump down to the ground, floating down "Because you tried to accomplish the destruction of three species." Says the Abh commander, hovering mid-air with her harness. "My creators, the humans, have a doctrine that states that are the worst sentient species in the universe. Recent polls say that 94% of humans believe you are worse than them. We are extremely suspicious about your kind. Once all those alive now are dead, Sazkar will be free. You will not see that. This is what your actions have earned you. Now, I don't want to kill anyone today, so leave this man alone."

Changeling Diplomacy
The EA has sent a diplomatic envoy to the designated meeting place, with high hopes for this new equine species.

Virus
The EA has gone into a comms blackout, and the people screaming have been scanned, and some sort of highly advanced cybernetics have been found. These people have been detained in maximum security prisons, with military troops guarding their cells.

Trailed...?
"Bah, to hell with you!" the captain shouted towards the hovercraft, the APV sidled to the left. "We want to know what this...thing...is doing here. We military police had nothing to do with the crusades, and you cannot carry onto us what one man commanded onto you. Sazkarjhit law still stands, and if this Triarian is guilty of espionage during rebuilding then we have full right to put him in our custody."

Production:
Gunther 85%
Fanny B 100%
Research:
Advanced Asteroid Mining 89% (boosts production rate)
Glassing cannons 44%
Trinity Favor Update:
Second Trinity favor: 40%
Original Trinity Favor: 60%
Grand Vessels Death:
C-crafts carrying sazkarjhit government officials had arrived just in time to see the death. They could not land the officials, so they merely propped the slide door open for them to overlook the execution from the sky. Once the death was commited, they were returned to some random monument the haches had found.
The Hach forces however, continue to remain in the capitol building and parliament building as long as peace talks pass and an official monitor of the Sazkarjhit can be established.
Drughan Contact: Outside Renn: Captain Dunom (Comu) (Garbage Man)
Captain Dunom had returned from talking to the Drughan only for a short while until they had returned. He sent a message to the contact, who had now what seemed as around 50 ships comprised together: Please leave the premise immediately.
Trinity not allowing another war or conflict to take place:
With Hach forces half demobilized, the Trinity has issued a statement speaking that they shall not conduct continued conflict for a time in order to rebuild the somewhat ragged economy. In general, a complete mobilization shall not occur, nor any sort of mobilization.

Sazkar
Despite the fact that the ship should've been appeared on any scanners at this moment, it seems that the Phantasmia keeps getting ignored. Thus, the Emperor commanded the liftoff of the ship, which was done and left kilometer-tall waves in it's wake, returned back to the Zoradean capital, and unloading His Divinity back to his office, where a general took place of his command of the Phantasmia.

Planets Occupied as of Stardate 01/15
Habitables: 1431
Uninhabitable mining worlds: 482
Total: 1903
Massive boost from new galactic colonization program

Claimpage
1500th post

Message to Phantasima
"This is the Grand Fleetmaster of the Sazkarjhian Center for Naval Operations and Space Explorations. We apologize for not responding. We are currently facing several crises and in the midst of such have not heeded your messages. We are willing to complete your test once the problems our government is facing have abated. We thank you for being peaceful in these indeed-difficult times."

Return Message
"Greetings. We have already observed that you were in such situation and has already knew, but we had no idea it went to this extent. Apologies for being away for a moment, however. The Emperor was getting impatient and was returned back to the Capital. I, Grandeur General Amidterus, am now in charge of the contact progress. Seeing how you are in crisis, we will give you an indefinite extension to your grace period, until your political and military climate has been deemed as having been fully recovered. In addition, we will give you 5,000 of our low-tier ships during our test as a bonus, and any surviving ships of that is now your property, including weaponry and armor. The conditions for the foreign aid still applies.

Postscript, our ship will be observing from above your capitol building."

The Phantasmia then surfaced out from above the said building, oriented vertically with the forward point facing down. A massive towering structure could be seen towering way past the atmospheric Karman line, visible from space.

Trailed...?
"Even though you are coming in the midst of rebuilding, we treat military espionage as a capital crime. Now that you've confirmed it, we have full right to arrest you..." two of the armed soldiers flanked the creature, one of them pulling out a set of energy cuffs.
"Any right to attack will have you shot, 'Umbrae Populus'."
As he said this, the APV began to unload its soldiers, along with a myriad of standard footsoldiers came two or three heavy units. Two infantry members came around with strange, double-barreled missile launchers, they pointed it at the hovercraft and loudly confirmed that they had a lock.
"And if you, 'Abh,' dare to interfere, we'll make sure you're blown out of the sky faster than you can blink." the Captain growled, his pistol still drawn at the UP.

Returning Message
We thank you for your cooperation. However, if you may observe, we ask that you do not attempt to enter the capital district. We're already having many of these races and factions gut us out with soldiers, we can't handle much more. Also, once the reinstating ceremony is complete, I'll make sure you can talk personally with Supreme Commander Lano'dum and Fakeem Suar'kum, the new Grand Vessel.

Sazkar
"We approve of the Phantasmia being moved away from the ship, seeing how the more advanced possible threats are your allies. We better keep this ship in the best conditions possible before you undergo the test. Despite the ship containing millions of smaller ones, including flagships, we intend to use only, and ONLY, the Phantasmia for this. More details are to be given once the meeting you desire take place."

Response
"All right, thank you."

((Uhh, there's an Abh on Equiis. Just a reminder.))

Trailed...?
"This arrest will not be allowed by the Earth Alliance. Furthermore, your actions have been sent to our High Command for evaluation. There is a chance that the surrender treaty will be altered by us, and you will be forced to accept it to save your nation. The change would most likely be giving us control of your normal and military police forces. I am not afraid to die, it will simply bring new knowledge. Besides, I highly doubt that you could defeat us."
The rest of the squad begins to hover above the ground, their weapons trained at the enemy soldiers. A shield goes up around the dropship, and it moves to give the single FPPC a clear line of sight to the APV. Its laser cannons were aimed at the enemy soldiers as well, particularly the ones with missile launchers. An invisible, soundless laser beam shot out from them, and th emissile launchers were promptly destroyed, the soldiers unharmed.
"No, if you arrest this man we'll blast you right out of the sky."

Expansion
Two hundred systems have been added to the Earth Alliance as a part of the new expansion program, bringing the total to 1,000 controlled systems. The military has also expanded greatly, and with new miniaturization research attack ships can now carry two FPPCs of the same power as one. Thousands of ships are rolling off the production lines every day, and crews are now being cloned for the new ships, memories being implanted giving them a love of space and EA views of justice. Is this completely moral? Probably not, but they do get paid and enjoy their job. Of course, even if that wasn't the case it might still be done out of desperation. A war with the Draconians will require huge fleets, and this is the only way to get that many ships.

What happens after the war? The clones might come back after the war to parades and be shipped back out to become explorers, which is what they're coded to want. However, it might go the way of WWII, and they could be ignored and reduced to beggars on the streets, or even pirates. Nobody is thinking about this though, only the upcoming war. Everyone is fixated on defeating the Draconians, and nothing else.

The Triangulum
Resistant WR Race. Only now did this classification be coined. And this was the term used to describe races who has been deemed worthy-- but chose to decide to continue with a full war instead of a diplomatic meeting. The exploration fleets that encountered the Makudan, their excitement was let down with a wall of hundreds of thousands of glowing energy projectiles right at their flagship. It was peculiar, after all, do they have an insatiable thirst for intergalactic dominion?

But for the sake of Zoradeus, we stand and discipline them for the refusal of our presence. Because as a race that seeks glory and dignity, we seek the worthy that is willing to coexist with us.

A swarm of Zoradean drones flew over the hazy, brown skies. As they raid a city belonging to one of the Makudan's worlds, they are immediately met with waves of glowing balls in torrential amounts, most being red, some being blue, and others, changing colors, upon which they strike forcefully on the clouds of the numerous manned and unmanned spacecraft. Bright, vividly-colored beams dance around from above the of ships, severely damaging even a significant amount of higher level ships, but still leaving orbital support to do the actual job of destroying the city as their defenses are kept distracted.

Meanwhile, the mystic, average-sized fairylike Makudan cheer in victory as they make claim to one of the Zoradean colony worlds, smoke plumes rising in the city blocks of what used to be a beginning, prosperous habitation center.