either that or the name "drone" is more telling than we had up to now suspected, and there are no real crew on board -- only flesh automatons (which are what the Syreen lure when they do)
That's an interesting idea. Maybe we've never actually seen the Umgah, this mysterious race? Maybe they remote control these fleshy automatons, or maybe they have a rudimentary intelligence. Sigh, only the Dnyarri could tell us this.
lol... maybe everything in our lives in an illusion? What if nothing really exists at all, and we are just trapped in a fictious world. What if there really is no spoon?
Wow, I know you wanna get deep on this whole subject, but that's a little too deep for me...
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No more Matrix for you Omni! At least not late at night. Oh, and take off those sunglasses while writing!
But I think it's worth considering. They are bioengineers after all. It's the same thing that we tried with the Androsynth, only the Umgah have actually succeeded. It'd also explain the warped humour, it might be built into these drones!
Damn malicious blobbies... Their pranks are hideously destructive... Attacking you with their fleets as a joke... Plotting to send the Spathi against the VUX as a joke... Sending the Ilwrath to murder the Pkunk...
Despite all of your guys' adoration for these blobbies' sense of humor, they've always irritated me about as much as the Druuge. I think it has something to do with the whole Death_001's no-sense-of-humor thing.
Now what would really make me laugh is if I were to drop an Utwig Bomb on their planet, then hail them.
"Hey blobbies! This is Former-Savior-Now-Ultimate-Enemy! I have a funny joke for you! I was the one that blew up your planet! Now your whole race is going to go extinct! Isn't that funny? HAR HAR HAR!"
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Right now, I could probably sell 2000 crewmen to the Druuge without batting an eye.
I wonder if he'll bitch about it if you manage to sell all 2000 in one visit. (well, 800 I suppose would be closer to reality, given that's the most your ship can carry at any given time)
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