Board Thread:Forum Roleplays/@comment-26084195-20150626213839/@comment-25975584-20150629014951

Eureka Enderborn wrote: Indomitable, what I was saying was that you couldn't really do much of anything against the UCM. Glosur, you have just as much influence as everyone else. All influence of each species or group is equal.

Murrciouns, being great purveyors of food, gladly accept the pie. (you just one lots of "Like" points with those guys!)

Looking around, you can see members of each of the Galactic civilizations present. Even the Empire of Scale was there, though each delegate was of the snake-women species known as the Naalu. With their power of suggestion, they were powerful political tools.

Everybody stopped talking as the session began. The floor opened up and the podium which held the Supreme Mediator rose from the ground. "Argali" was quite pleased to see his friend Sha'tra, the last Metavariant (yeah, I decided to give him a name).

He looked at the people surrounding him. There sure were a lot of them. He reached his hand out, and a peice of paper appeared in it. His yellow eyes ran along the paper for a moment, then he incinerated it.

"Welcome. This is the first meeting of the Galactic Council. On today's agenda... congratulations to The Embers of Muaat for winning 'good deeds of the month'. Wait, what?" The paper rematerialized in his hand "From here on we will be... ok, no. We're not doing that. Stupid idea. Nevermind! Forget I mentioned anything! Now, onto more serious matters, does anyone have a law they wish to submit to the floor?" (you may mention any law you wish to be put into place and it will be chronologically resolved here.) "Alright. Moving on to issues. Does anyone have an issue they would like to bring up?" (Same here.) "OK. Finally, any news or announcements?" (Same here.) "Thank you everyone, Council meeting adjourned."

As everyone filed out, Sha'tra greeted "Argali" with a bow. "Shall we return to the planet?"

Very few of you noticed the Sargoth that had been standing in the corner that entire time, and none of you saw where he took off to. The emperor swiftly gets on his ship and returns home.

(Note, the Imperium hid a buttload of illegal weapons and equipment where no one is allowed. Including, planetary nukes, poison gas, landmines, torture equipment, planetary EMPs, railgun like cluster munition etc.) Their excuse, "who knows what we might need, we won't use them unless provoked?" Also, the emperor hates the UCM, for reasons unknown.