You know, I have been playing as a female way to much recently, it is sorta creepy.
But at any rate, laziness overcomes the need to not be creepy, thus we have my entry.
Kingdom: The Sharaz hive
Current Ruler: Queen Sharaz of the White Wing
Race: Us. (You may call us the Hive.)
Capital: Sharaz hive.
Color: Orange.
History:
We once spread though out the galaxy. Each world ruled by one high queen. And life was free and good. A hundred worlds were ruled by us. Dozens of high queens. Many hundreds of billions of the children. Uncountable millions of aliens fell to the queens and were forced to pay homage. But, but, we were slow. Hundreds of years could go by and not a single new idea would be thought. We atrophied. Then, a thousand years ago or more, a small ship, carrying colonists for a new world came across a new race. A race of upright walking mammals, who were in a ship that seemed crude and worthless and were flying though space into the domain of the queen of A’Badren. They were hailed and brought on the radio. They were brought in to an orbiting research facility. Six months went by, and their language was dissected by the brightest minds on the planet. The first true conversation was the queen telling them that they, and their entire race, were now her subjects.
They disagreed.
The queen gathered a fleet, and set sail for the world that they had come from, knowledge gained from many hours in the darkest pits with the most vile of interrogators. Our fleet reached it three years later and left hyper space to lay waste to the planet. Although the defenses were surprisingly strong, and many ships were destroyed, soon the planet was barren of life. This show of strength was to scare the race into submission. It had worked many times in the past, and it was thought that this would be no deferent. After all, how many races other then us could say they could empty an entire planet of life? Surely this new race was decimated, with a large slice of their population destroyed.
We did not know them. We thought too little of them. This race were unlike any race we had fought before.
And that planet? That planet that was so hard to take? That we relied on to scare them into submission?
That planet was regarded as a minor outpost. A small fringe of their empire.
We made them mad. We angered their population. We had no idea they would even care so much about the death of a small number of non royals.
But they did. They returned. With bigger ships. With vast armadas. With guns and missiles and lasers.
We made the humans mad. And it would be our biggest mistake.
With in a hundred years the war was over. Half a trillion sentient lives were lost. Almost a hundred planets were wiped of life. Our once great houses, thirty or more high queens, were reduced to less then half a dozen. The war was over, and we had lost.
With the death of the queens, came the death of tradition. Our surviving queens had to submit. They had to sue for peace. This is not something that had ever been done in the history of our race. Never before had the queens been in danger in a war. But the humans wanted genocide or submission. The old ways were dead. Moving at a slow pace was dead. Focuses on the arts and literature over physics and biology was dead. The rule of many queens was dead.
We do not know if any other queens still live. Our once vast empire has crumbled and there is no communication left. All that is left is the high queen, Queen Sharaz of the White Wing. She saw the only way for our race to live is for her to put aside her pride and give into the humans. She who swore loyalty to the far away human emperor in return for her life, and the life of her children. She who dismantled the old university of arts and poured funds into the sciences. She is Mother of us all and killer of the old ways.
She is the future.
Now we sit, with only one planet still under our control. But the old human empire is falling, no one watches us to make sure the old engines of war are not made.
We have lost much. But we will gain even greater glories. For this?
This is the age of the new Hive.
Population growth: +2
Production: +2
Taxation: +0
Terreforming: +0
Spaceship Attack: +2
Spaceship HP: -2
Spaceship Defense: -2
Small crafts attack: +0
Defensive structures: +0
Land Attack: +0
Land Defense: +0
Industrial Expansion: +0
Loyalty recovery: +2
Large structures: +2
Trade and Selling production: +0
Investment: -2
Research: +0
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