User blog:Hiddenlich/The Master's Discussion Archives

Instead of posting these long discussion logs on the roleplay forums, I decided to create a blog for them.

What are these discussion logs?

If you are confused by the title, this blog entails the countless discussion the Dre'an "Master" has with his closest affiliates. The goal of these blogs are to help everyone who participates in the current roleplay series to understand the purpose of the Dre'an (Grey) uprising.

Discussion 1 - Statement of True Power
In an unknown region of the galaxy, a newly created monitor enters a foreign chamber in an illusive military installation.

Monitor: "Master, one of our own kind has rejected us."

A heavily armored Dre'an approaches the monitor and takes hold of it before it can evade his wrath.

Dre'an: "Are you trying to flee from your almighty creator?"

Monitor: "You didn't create me... you just gave me a new chance for life..."

Dre'an: "DON'T TALK BACK TO ME!"

The Dre'an increases his grip on the monitor.

Monitor: *Beeps*

The Dre'an chucks the Monitor across the room. He then presses a few touch screen buttons on a console. A hologram of the galaxy appears before the two beings.

Dre'an: "Are you witnessing the full veil of truth? This galaxy could be in OUR GRASP. The New Empire could be superior. But we are in the middle of an old and regenerating conflict."

Monitor: "Why do you bother with these factions, mas-"

Dre'an: "CALL ME BY WHICH THE LAST OF THE OVERLORDS GAVE ME!"

Monitor: "I apologize, Primeval Harbinger. But why do you bother with these heathens?"

The Primeval Harbinger puts his hand over his face

Primeval Harbinger: "For all of our existance, the Dre'ans have been living in the shadows of war between the space-faring civilizations of this galaxy. Whenever we try to make our superiority known, it is forgotten in a puff of smoke. We have always maintained an illusive peace with these tainted races."

Monitor: "I'm confused. How does this relate to my question?"

Primeval Harbinger: "Our people have been so isolated from galactic society, that our first act of greeting the blood thirsty mongers of the galaxy is to make a peace treaty with them. Many of the Dre'ans, including myself, are tired of this mentality. We have taken specimens, we have helped the current spacefaring races move up the galactic chain, yet we are too cowardly to end the ongoing conflict."

The Primeval Harbinger glares at the Monitor.

Primeval Harbinger: "This map. This galaxy. The bio-diversity and cultural diversity of this galaxy. Mean. Nothing. They mean nothing when we have the capabilities of creating a new order. An order which would unite the known galaxy as a unified body. I bother with this heavens, because we need to take control of the willing, and annihilate those who oppose us."

Monitor: "And the defectee?"

Primeval Harbinger: "He will be punished for the crimes he committed against our race for collaborating with our enemies."

The Primeval Harbinger clicks a few buttons on his wrist pad. The Monitor, meanwhile, thinks about her meaning to her Dre'an counterparts. Did they really care if she had died for the cause? Or did they just want her to be a slave assistant to the Primeval Harbinger?

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