I feel sorry for all the gnome civilizations, poor bastards had no chance, I guess thats why you never see a gnome anymore, ravagers must have killed them all
I love these "and then humans reaponded" but they need to be more.... Alien if that makes sense. "SOS, we need help, anyone anything please!!" A noticable blip of radiation, the sound of physics creaking under impossibility, static and energy rip through localized space as their every atoms are begging to escape the oncomming horror, their skin or equivalent there of, stands on end, feelings of unease long since though abandoned and removed from their species as the literal and metaphysical concept of space cracks. Slowly, the ships in the area begin to fall towards the void, before a blinding darkness fills the their vision, their sensors awake screaming something is coming, we cant see it, we cant read it, the viod is darkness as the birth of a massive seemingly impossible construction pushes its way through an unknown rip in causality. The ships sensors go dark, the light of the skies and gods return, sitting by itself a human ship bleeding the aura of thousands of years of death, violence and hope hanging where terror and hell itself had fled. The nose art visible even from their own position of a wings "Hermes III" emblazoned on the hull "My name is Admiral (whatever) of the Martian Federal Navy, we received your distress call, do you need assistance?"
This one's good
❤ Absolutely Awesome Story ❤
A ship named Karen!! 😂 Love it❤
Size may not mean anything in space, but mass makes a difference everywhere.
I feel sorry for all the gnome civilizations, poor bastards had no chance, I guess thats why you never see a gnome anymore, ravagers must have killed them all
I love these "and then humans reaponded" but they need to be more.... Alien if that makes sense.
"SOS, we need help, anyone anything please!!"
A noticable blip of radiation, the sound of physics creaking under impossibility, static and energy rip through localized space as their every atoms are begging to escape the oncomming horror, their skin or equivalent there of, stands on end, feelings of unease long since though abandoned and removed from their species as the literal and metaphysical concept of space cracks. Slowly, the ships in the area begin to fall towards the void, before a blinding darkness fills the their vision, their sensors awake screaming something is coming, we cant see it, we cant read it, the viod is darkness as the birth of a massive seemingly impossible construction pushes its way through an unknown rip in causality. The ships sensors go dark, the light of the skies and gods return, sitting by itself a human ship bleeding the aura of thousands of years of death, violence and hope hanging where terror and hell itself had fled. The nose art visible even from their own position of a wings "Hermes III" emblazoned on the hull
"My name is Admiral (whatever) of the Martian Federal Navy, we received your distress call, do you need assistance?"
Beware the GNOMES 🤣😅🤣😅🤣😅
They had a ship called, "Karen"? 🤣 LMFAO
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AI pronunciation needs to be improved.
Better, no Sarah chen thank you.
Dumb AI can't pronounce English words