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No.
Minecraft is an adventure game, where you explore and do whatever you want, under the watchful eyes of the everpresentbutseeminglynonexistent Herobrine and possibly towards the goal of slaying the Ender Dragon. I suspect it will not be a crappy movie about amazingly lucky children getting gold.
More likely, I think, it will be more like an animated movie with a similar story to one of the many adventure maps- Steve looking around and finding some crazy place, or somesuch. And I would much, MUCH rather see (and expect) a more LEGO-movie type film than a Goonies type film.
And if explosions have been done a million times, do they ever get less cool? NO. That's why Michael Bay is still popular. Also why explosions are amazeballs.
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Play Battle [for the Draconians] -Garbage Man, Hacher-
A small team of Cirrus-class Lightships, 10 of them total, warped into the area of the Hacher and another new contact. Since the Haches didn't show very much promise, and the amount of diplomacy occuring is ungoddessly to the Draconians, they decided to test again.
The 10 Cirrus-class ships spread out, stealthing themselves but keeping small amounts of radiation present in their general location, like a shark in very, very murky & dark water. 5 broke off towards the Haches; the other 5 broke off to the new foreigners.
Draconian Sanctum Diplomacy -EA, Equestrians-
A Sleipnir opens its hangar bay, empty and ready to receive diplomats. A single message was sent to the 2 appearing nation:
Brace your diplomats and guards for a long journey. The Sanctum is the most peaceful, most prosperous place in the known universe. There is no crime. There are no fights. Everything is settled peacefully, and quickly. There is fairness everywhere. However, it is the military that keeps this peace. Step out of line, and you may find yourself executed for the crowd's bloodlust. Consider yourself warned for one of the most beautiful, peaceful, and dangerous places in the universe.
Pixie Diplomacy
The Draconian cocks his head slightly, as if studying the Pixies with new-found interest. "If you would be so generous, would you find a team of your best guards and diplomats? We would like to show you our home system, many galaxies away from here. It is better to show you why you will interest our kind far, far more than any other. I have already received a go-ahead to invite a diplomacy group of your kind into our Sanctum System, our origin, and home to the most peaceful, prosperous, and dangerous planets of the universe. And this it the third time in recorded history that we have invited foreigners to our home system. Be honored, Chi- small ones. You will find yourself in a very powerful position soon. All of you." The Draconian nods, as if agreeing or answering a question to himself.
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Message to the Equestrians: Gather together diplomats from any party interested in seeing the Draconian Sanctum, and for a meeting with the Draconian Council, and the military leaders. They are threatening to bring war to this galaxy if we cannot keep resource demands, to seize both nation and resource by force. They will win that war. And just like you, I do not wish this to happen. We have one more chance, they were eager for an actual meeting the first time, but they already expect failure to see any diplomats this time. Prove them wrong, for me. Gather different races' diplomats and report back, and we'll ship them to the Sanctum. The trip will not be short, unless things go badly.
Draconian artillery weapons arm themselves, barrels warming up and electro-magnetic round-fields form, in order to better speed the rounds towards their destination faster than any known weapon, and to increase speed and accuracy, even after they leave the barrel.
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Response
No, that we are 'out of control,' or out of hand. And we will not let a species simply disappear, the culture and technological advances are data mines for us. We'd take control, and only completely exterminate if forced to. Otherwise, we enslave or establish them as a Draconian-foreign colony.
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((Related to: Pixies, Sarzies, Equestrians, Earth Alliance))
Pixie Diplomacy
"We welcome the chance to meet new species, although yours... is... familiar. Please, come with me. As long as you do not harm yourselves, each other, or anything my species have, speak freely. We are not a politically-strict race, so free speech is allowed for diplomacy." The Draconian beckons at the opening, deciding whether or not to order the gravity re-activated.
Return Message to Equestrians, Earth Alliance, Equestrians, Haches
Remember, Haches, we are all-knowing, through the ways of technology. I would advise you to speak of my species less disrespectfully, since it is not our race that has caused so much intergalactic drama. Even our wars are not this dramatic. Even so, war will break loose. The Sanctum Leaders, and the Draconian Council, is growing more and more in favor of invading this galaxy, for real, and taking its natural resources, by force. Enslavement or extermination will occur.
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To the Sarzies, Equestrians, Haches, & Earth Alliance
The Draconian fleet simply sent a message, stating, "You would bring your military down on not only my fleet.. but my species as a whole? Then, I assume, you have a fleet large enough to wipe out this entire galaxy? That you control and inhabit dozens of galaxies? My species has been over this same thing many times. Never threaten a species, because you may only be scraping the paint of its entire fleet. You have started an engagement, and we, as a species, do not like being denied battle after a battle. No need to send diplomats; prepare to be boarded. We will not harm or vandalize anything, of course, but this little galaxy is turning out the be quite the resource production factory. Causing a war would make us very, very unhappy. Unless we start the war, of course. Sending ships now. Please know that we have 3 heavy artillery in place to decimate your fleet."
To the Haches
Do you know where the Pixies are? Meet the diplomacy ship there.
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Please, don't worry yourself with that little station. We'll take care of it, ya?
Draconian movement update
3 long-range artillery platforms were moved into the belly of each Battleship-X, since there are 3 B-Xes, this makes it easy for them to be moved independently. The Draconians again used human data servers to locate the Sarzy territory, and scout ships were sent out to locate Sarzy planets.
Draconian Message to the 'Sarzys'
Stand down, or we will do horrible things to your people. Thank you for sending out that little message, as we can simply put our own artillery outside of your firing range. Now, surrender, and power down your fleet and weapons, or we'll turn your planets into wastelands.
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The Fleet General couldn't help but laugh. He roared with it, as if he was watching the most hilarious thing ever. And it was, for him. He watched a holographic screen represent the separate 'battles' and 'skirmishes' that were taking place, accessed & recorded by the Inter-Galactic Visual Telemonitor Device, or IGVTD, or VTD. The actions on screen seemed slow, sluggish. They did not prepare or move quickly compared to Draconians.
And yet that wasn't what was funny. They were too pitiful to be funny, but rather the fact that none of them had ever thought of the idea to try and win the Draconians to their side, and use them to win their battles. They had good standings with Equestria, though they resented the Draconians for their warring side. Although that could be forgiven; they have not seen what the race as a whole has seen. The humans were... uncertain. They were screaming and frothing at the mouth for Draconian blood several months ago, even the spies had been somewhat moved by the various speakers' words. They were not big enough to be able to trade large amounts of resources, and they used Draconian technology, a gift to them, as if it were their own discovery, advances, their own, and not a gift.
The Triarians were interesting; they had a warring side to them the others didn't have. Helping them out would be beneficial, so as to see how they fight. Contact with the 'pixies' has not yet been made, so he would reserve judgement on that.
He wrote up a report, still laughing at their foolishness, and sent it in, to the Sanctum High Command, and the Council.
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The side of the Sleipnir suddenly lit up with light and from between the shuttle-sized openings between the stripe purple alloy armor, came a platform, sliding out. A neon-red circle was at the end, several of them, actually, and quite small. Large, though, for a Pixie. Several bars rose up from the sides of the platform, leaving it like a seaside dock, with one end open, directly out into the open space. The bars raised themselves 15 feet from the surface of the platform, and the edges of the rectangular-shaped area of platform and bar suddenly shimmered, showing the presence of stasis. Moments later, a 13 foot tall doorway of light opened up in the side of the Sleipnir, and a Draconian, wearing nothing but what would be called snow camouflauge military dress, with a thin combat helmet and gloves, stepped out onto the platform, no sign of mask or any other respiratory system, revealing the platform to now be room-tempature with breathable air.
((PAAGGEEE CCCLLLAAAAAIIIIIMMMM!!!!!!!))
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Draconian Military Update
"Sir, there has been a large amount of energy, communication, and molecular traffic in Star Cluster 87-A39. Orders?"
"Send a Sleipnir, and, say, a Nova and 2 Nimrods. Orders are to be cleared with CentCom, though, officer."
"Aye sir, they've cleared. Relaying orders, sir."
"Alright, how's the evacuation process? I heard the core had become unstable or something."
"Aye, the research facility in the Outer Core of the planet suffered an overheat. Some kind of artifact that they were studying, that just teleported into our space one day."
"Ah. Makes sense, those artifacts are unstable, aren't they? I head 88 found the same artifact a day or two ago, right after that meltdown. Do you think it teleported again?"
"Probably, sir."
"Alright, enough talk, enough indulging. Let us receive and give orders at will!"
"Uh, okay, sir"
'Pixie' Star Cluster 87-A39
The shape of a Sleipnir's prow appeared suddenly, sliding forth from a darkened patch of space, accompanied by the flashes of the 3 escorts teleporting into the vicinity, launching barrages of light and sound across the darkness of space. In the distance, one could see a small planet. Various small fleets were arranged around it: EA, Equestrian, and other, less familiar nations.
As the Sleipnir's crew took this in, the Nimrod-class Light Destroys prepped their missiles, the single lone Light Cruiser, Nova-class, loading shells into the 8 forward cannons. The ships were hulking, inbetween that of the original fleet that had come to the Milky Way, and the more advanced Sanctum versions. Stripes of purple alloy armor flowed along the length of the gray hull, giving it a unique pattern.
All the ships were larger than most every other ship there. Draconian ships, not even the Lightship, are by any means small.
The onboard ship VirtIntels [Virtual Intelligences, a more advanced Artificial Intelligence] slipped through backdoors in the EA's data servers that had been identified when they were first hacked. They quickly brought themselves up to speed with the new race they were dealing with, and the translation matrix. Bringing across information and the matrix, the VIs left a small message on the EA's intercom ( "The Draconian Military thanks the Earth Alliance for allowing us to access your servers freely.") and translated the translation matrix to the Draconian's unique code. Moments later, a message was sent to the 'Pixies.'
"What a tiny race. Sorry, was carried away for a moment. We're the Draconian Empire, appearing here only to keep an eye on all the communications traffic that we had detected. I assume that you are some kind of small-winged-fly- er, fairy empire, yes? I believe you would suggest a diplomatic meeting, if your constantly repeating signals to the other nations that you haven't reached is any indication. I, as in the Draconian Fleetmaster present, would recommend meeting on our ship. The humans are easily smaller than our kind, so if they can't fit, there is no chance we can."
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Sorry, I should be an English teacher...))