Hm, well, I did say that the Galactic Wars were tens of thousands of years in the past, didn't I? I wouldn't be so naive as to assume that the galactic residents have forgotten how to fight, but if Dr. Name (The engineer who will save the day!) can't get hold of a ship and somehow convince or shanghai a bunch of reps, Earth could well turn into a hole in space that devours troops and equipment sent to pacify it. History shows again and again, the only way to "pacify" a human population is a) intermarry and be mutually absorbed, or b) graveyards are very peaceful. HFY all the way!
Though honestly, my intent was an edge-of-your-seat high tech thriller about zoning ordinances and points of order, not hot zone ordnance and knife points.
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"Anko, what you do in your free time is your own choice. Use it wisely. And if you do not use it wisely, make sure you thoroughly enjoy whatever unwise thing you are doing." - HymnOfRagnorok as Orochimaru at SpaceBattles
woot Med. Eng., verb, 1st & 3rd pers. prsnt. sg. know, knows
Though honestly, my intent was an edge-of-your-seat high tech thriller about zoning ordinances and points of order, not hot zone ordnance and knife points.
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"Anko, what you do in your free time is your own choice. Use it wisely. And if you do not use it wisely, make sure you thoroughly enjoy whatever unwise thing you are doing." - HymnOfRagnorok as Orochimaru at SpaceBattles
woot Med. Eng., verb, 1st & 3rd pers. prsnt. sg. know, knows