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 Skeleton King has devoted the whole of his existence to freeing the Dark Ones and bringing about an end to all life in the universe. He is at total war with all other factions, giving no quarter or accepting it in return. As a pawn in a cosmic game of good versus evil, Skeleton King focuses first on removing any pieces still held by what little good remains in the galaxy, and then on exterminating pathetic 'lesser evils' such as Zurg and Dominator in order to advance his agenda further. To bolster the forces of darkness, Skeleton King summons forth monsters from the Pit of Doom to swarm his foes until they fall against the ceaseless hordes. Against more persistent foes, he fashions tailor made nightmares from the stuff of their own nightmares in order to play to their deepest, darkest fears, sometimes even calling upon the energies of the Dark Ones in order to corrupt the allies of his opponents into turning on them. Were his body to be destroyed, the Skeletal Circle has forbidden rituals to ensure that he returns for revenge.
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Lord Dragaunus: Dimensional Limbo (The Mighty Ducks)

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	The remnants of the Saurian Empire have transformed their prison into a base and capital. Within the bizarre, twisting folds between dimensions, the Saurian fleet lurks in wait like a crocodile just below the water's surface. Only Saurian wormhole generators are precise enough to open gateways to Dimensional Limbo, so a craft would need to steal a generator or tail close behind a Saurian ship as it makes the jump home in order to reach it. In addition to their extradimensional home, the Saurians have also established colonies on strategically located worlds as the first outposts of the revived Saurian Empire. The planets recolonized by Dragaunus are bleak and miserable. Long chains of slaves march to and from his strip mines and refineries, toiling away to provide ~~minerals~~ for the Saurian fleet. These slaves are kept violently in check by the Battlesaurs, primitive cousins of the Saurians who worship Dragaunus and his cronies as gods through "divine revelations” broadcasted to them from Dimensional Limbo. Battlesaur culture exalts combat above all else, making them excellent shock troops when Saurian forces descend upon a planet. To hone their skills in combat, Battlesaurs regularly compete in gruesome bloodsports against their strongest slaves. Rare is the gladiator who makes it out of the arena in one piece against a Battlesaur.		The remnants of the Saurian Empire have transformed their prison into a base and capital. Within the bizarre, twisting folds between dimensions, the Saurian fleet lurks in wait like a crocodile just below the water's surface. Only Saurian wormhole generators are precise enough to open gateways to Dimensional Limbo, so a craft would need to steal a generator or tail close behind a Saurian ship as it makes the jump home in order to reach it. In addition to their extradimensional home, the Saurians have also established colonies on strategically located worlds as the first outposts of the revived Saurian Empire. The planets recolonized by Dragaunus are bleak and miserable. Long chains of slaves march to and from his strip mines and refineries, toiling away to provide Balerium crystals for the Saurian fleet. These slaves are kept violently in check by the Battlesaurs, primitive cousins of the Saurians who worship Dragaunus and his cronies as gods through "divine revelations” broadcasted to them from Dimensional Limbo. Battlesaur culture exalts combat above all else, making them excellent shock troops when Saurian forces descend upon a planet. To hone their skills in combat, Battlesaurs regularly compete in gruesome bloodsports against their strongest slaves. Rare is the gladiator who makes it out of the arena in one piece against a Battlesaur.

	Rule: You’ll Never Know What Hit You		Rule: You’ll Never Know What Hit You

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	Reinhardt’s territory encompasses the region of space at the edge of the galaxy’s largest Black Hole, and is constantly shifting to match the slow expansion of the tear in space and time.		Reinhardt’s territory encompasses the region of space at the edge of the galaxy’s largest Black Hole, and is constantly shifting to match the slow expansion of the tear in space and time.

	Reinhardt’s armada of captured ghost ships ignores planetary bodies for the most part, only occasionally dispatching an excavation craft to gather needed minerals from asteroids and moons. The void between worlds, however, is a no-man’s land for any unaligned spacecraft, which are attacked with the utmost efficiency, leaving inhabited worlds to stagnate and suffer as all interstellar trade is brought to a sudden halt.		Reinhardt’s armada of captured ghost ships ignores planetary bodies for the most part, only occasionally dispatching an excavation craft to gather needed minerals from asteroids and moons. The void between worlds, however, is a no-man’s land for any unaligned spacecraft, which are attacked with the utmost efficiency, leaving inhabited worlds to stagnate and suffer as all interstellar trade is brought to a sudden halt. The only foreign vessels that are spared this fate are those carrying members of one of the numerous “Black Hole Cults” that have sprung up across this dead region of space. Reinhardt finds them amusing at best and insulting for their false appreciation for the Hole’s beauty at worst, but seeing as these sects have a tendency to willingly sacrifice themselves and their unfortunate captives to the swirling maw at the heart of the galaxy, the Ghost Fleets have little need to act against them.

	As the Black Hole’s reach advances, strange phenomena and otherworldly events have been recorded those nearest its borders. Ghostly apparitions, great plagues and floods, the sudden and inexplicable alteration of the natural laws of physics, and extreme psychological distress and behavioural abnormality. One by one, planets in its sphere cease outgoing communication after disturbing reports of societies torn apart and peaceful civilizations consuming themselves in an orgy of unrestrained bloodlust.		As the Black Hole’s reach advances, strange phenomena and otherworldly events have been recorded those nearest its borders. Ghostly apparitions, great plagues and floods, the sudden and inexplicable alteration of the natural laws of physics, and extreme psychological distress and behavioural abnormality. One by one, planets in its sphere cease outgoing communication after disturbing reports of societies torn apart and peaceful civilizations consuming themselves in an orgy of unrestrained bloodlust.
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	Rule: Into The Black Hole		Rule: Into The Black Hole

	Because Reinhardt’s current focus is on expanding his fleet, his forces take great care not to needlessly waste enemy vessels, preferring to board and eliminate the crew so that the ship can be salvaged as another addition to the armada. Any prisoners are transformed into mindless soldier-drones to be deployed in future boarding actions in a perpetuating cycle. However, especially populated or combat unworthy craft will instead suffer a different fate. Swarms of ghost-ships will harass and herd the unfortunate vessel deeper and deeper into the Empire’s midst until it is sucked into the swirling depths of the Black Hole as though it were a crude sacrifice to some ancient god.		Because Reinhardt’s current focus is on expanding his fleet, his forces take great care not to needlessly waste enemy vessels, preferring to board and eliminate the crew so that the ship can be salvaged as another addition to the armada. Any prisoners are transformed into mindless soldier-drones to be deployed in future boarding actions in a perpetuating cycle. However, especially populated or combat unworthy craft will instead suffer a different fate. Swarms of ghost-ships will harass and herd the unfortunate vessel deeper and deeper into the Empire’s midst until it is sucked into the swirling depths of the Black Hole as though it were a crude sacrifice to some ancient god.

	Very rarely, Reinhardt himself will take an interest in an interloper and will instead draw them into the reach of his looming flagship, The Cygnus, to greet them as his guests before their inevitable demise. Reinhardt justifies this in his mind by labeling these guests as threats needing personal supervision, but in truth, the company of unthinking drones has left the man desperate to listen to a voice besides his own and the ever present murmurs of the swirling depths.		Very rarely, Reinhardt himself will take an interest in an interloper and will instead draw them into the reach of his looming flagship, The Cygnus, to greet them as his guests before their inevitable demise. Reinhardt justifies this in his mind by labeling these guests as threats needing personal supervision, but in truth, the company of unthinking drones has left the man desperate to listen to a voice besides his own and the ever present murmurs of the swirling depths.

1d4chan>Tadpoleon: /* Lord Dragaunus: Dimensional Limbo (The Mighty Ducks) */

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Lord Dragaunus: Dimensional Limbo (The Mighty Ducks)

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	Lord Dragaunus is a Saurian Overlord--the last of his kind. ~~Once, these~~ tyrant lizards ~~commanded one of~~ the ~~most formidable empires in galactic history, conquering all before them with~~ their advanced cloaking ~~technology. Unfortunately for~~ the ~~Saurians (and fortunately for the galaxy), the Saurians’ uncontested reign came to an abrupt end when~~ the ~~celebrated~~ hero Drake DuCaine of Puckworld ~~developed a powerful scanner that could pierce Saurian cloaks~~. With the battlefield levelled, ~~the Saurians~~ empire crumbled, and ~~as a final humiliation, DuCaine imprisoned~~ the Saurians for ~~good~~ in Dimensional Limbo…. or so he thought.		Lord Dragaunus is a Saurian Overlord--the last of his kind. This race of tyrant lizards once reigned supreme over the galaxy until their advanced cloaking tech was pierced by the powerful scanners created by the legendary hero Drake DuCaine of Puckworld. With the battlefield levelled, their empire crumbled and the Saurians were imprisoned by Drake for all eternity in Dimensional Limbo… or so he thought. Centuries later, the cunning Lord Dragaunus discovered a means of returning to the known universe and descended on Puckworld to avenge his ancestors. With their old score settled, Dragaunus and his advisors are prepared to use whatever means are necessary to regain their race's former glory. Sorcery, science, sabotage -- nothing is off the table for this resourceful overlord. In any confrontation, Dragaunus always has a bargaining chip prepared to force his opponents' hands. He is ruthlessly adept at manipulation, turning enemies into assets and recruiting traitors and moles to ruin wreak havoc on rival factions. Lord Dragaunus can get his own hands dirty by fighting with an infallible invisibility field, overwhelming augmented strength, and a devastating wrist-mounted blaster, with no expense being spared to ensure that no fight against him is a fair one.

	Centuries later, the cunning Lord Dragaunus discovered a ~~way~~ to ~~return to their~~ universe ~~with his dimensional gateway generator,~~ and descended on Puckworld to avenge his ancestors. With ~~that~~ old score settled, Dragaunus and his advisors are prepared to use whatever means are necessary to regain ~~the~~ former glory ~~of their race~~. ~~Magic~~, science, sabotage~~, blackmail,~~ nothing is off ~~limits~~ the resourceful overlord. In any confrontation, Dragaunus is always ~~prepared with~~ a bargaining chip to force his opponents hands. He is ruthlessly adept at manipulation, turning ~~his~~ enemies into assets and ~~aggressively~~ recruiting traitors and moles wreak havoc on ~~the enemy from within~~. ~~When all his fails, he is willing to personally~~ get his hands as dirty ~~as his~~ fighting~~. Between his~~ infallible invisibility field, overwhelming augmented strength, and devastating wrist mounted blaster, ~~Dragaunus has spared~~ no expense ~~ensuring~~ no fight against him ~~will ever be~~ a fair one.

	Land: Dimensional Limbo		Land: Dimensional Limbo

	The remnants of the Saurian Empire have transformed their prison into a ~~full time~~ base ~~of operations~~. Within the bizarre, twisting folds between dimensions ~~lurks~~ the Saurian fleet like a crocodile just below the water~~, ready to strike at a moment’s notice~~. Only Saurian wormhole generators are precise enough to ~~reliably enter~~ Dimensional Limbo, ~~and~~ so ~~the only chance any~~ craft ~~has of breaching into their domain is by tailing~~ close behind to a Saurian ship as it makes the jump home.		The remnants of the Saurian Empire have transformed their prison into a base and capital. Within the bizarre, twisting folds between dimensions, the Saurian fleet lurks in wait like a crocodile just below the water's surface. Only Saurian wormhole generators are precise enough to open gateways to Dimensional Limbo, so a craft would need to steal a generator or tail close behind a Saurian ship as it makes the jump home in order to reach it. In addition to their extradimensional home, the Saurians have also established colonies on strategically located worlds as the first outposts of the revived Saurian Empire. The planets recolonized by Dragaunus are bleak and miserable. Long chains of slaves march to and from his strip mines and refineries, toiling away to provide minerals for the Saurian fleet. These slaves are kept violently in check by the Battlesaurs, primitive cousins of the Saurians who worship Dragaunus and his cronies as gods through "divine revelations” broadcasted to them from Dimensional Limbo. Battlesaur culture exalts combat above all else, making them excellent shock troops when Saurian forces descend upon a planet. To hone their skills in combat, Battlesaurs regularly compete in gruesome bloodsports against their strongest slaves. Rare is the gladiator who makes it out of the arena in one piece against a Battlesaur.

	In addition to their extradimensional adopted home, the Saurians have also begun to establish colonies on a few strategically located worlds as the first outposts of the revived Saurian Empire. Thus far, their efforts have been limited by the expanse of the Black Hole, which has consumed many former Saurian strongholds in their absence. However, Puckworld, planet of their hated ancestral foe DuCaine, remains intact on the fringes of the Hole’s dark shadow. Conquering it and enslaving its avian inhabits has brought Lord Dragaunus no small pleasure--especially since doing so has allowed him to seize DuCaine’s golden mask, the last surviving specimen of his anti-cloaking device. As long the mask is safe in Dragaunus’s scaly talons, Saurian stealth will remain undefeatable as the ancient empire once more poises to spread across the stars.

	Rule: You’ll Never Know What Hit You		Rule: You’ll Never Know What Hit You

	Though the bulk of ~~their~~ forces ~~dwell outside of this~~ dimension, ~~the~~ Lord ~~Dragaunus’s influence is still felt throughout the galaxy. The Saurians are capable of rapidly deploying their forces~~ at any time, at any ~~place in the Galaxy. The Saurians are~~ a constant headache to ~~all~~ factions of ~~the galaxy, as any asset left unguarded can be wrested from their~~ control ~~by a swarm~~ of ~~enemy ships materializing where only a second~~ before ~~there was empty space~~. ~~Lone vessels carrying valuable goods~~ are regularly picked off by Saurian ~~strike teams without warning~~, ~~crippling~~ economies and sparking ~~devastating~~ shortages. The only effective ~~retaliation~~ against ~~one of Dragaunus’s interdimensional blitzkriegs~~ is to drag them into a prolonged battle ~~where superior numbers will quickly wear down the Saurians’ limited forces. Of course~~, this is easier said than done when facing a foe ~~with the infuriating habit of vanishing without a trace the~~ moment they ~~start to~~ lose.		Though the bulk of his forces are parked beyond our dimension, Lord Dragaunus’ raiding parties can deploy at any time, any where, acting as a constant headache to other factions due to their habit of swarming and wresting control of unguarded assets before vanishing like ghosts. Trade ships are regularly picked off by Saurian corsairs, disrupting planetary economies and sparking disasterous shortages. The only effective tactic against Dragaunus’ raiders is to drag them into a prolonged battle, but this is easier said than done when facing a foe that will vanish into thin air moment they lose the advantage. Lord Dragaunus' recolonization efforts have been impaired by the expanse of the Black Hole, which has consumed many former Saurian planets in their absence. However, Puckworld, homeworld of the infamous DuCaine, remains intact on the fringes of the Black Hole’s shadow. Conquering Puckworld and enslaving its avian inhabits has brought Lord Dragaunus no small pleasure, especially since doing so has allowed him to seize Drake DuCaine’s golden mask. As long the mask and its anti-stealth technology is safe in Dragaunus' scaly talons, Saurian stealth will remain undefeatable as the ancient empire once more poises to spread across the stars.

	~~Life on~~ the ~~planets he has recolonized is bleak and miserable. Long chains~~ of ~~slaves march to and from his mines and refineries toiling away to strip their homeland bare of minerals for~~ the Saurian ~~fleet~~. ~~To make matters worse~~, ~~these slaves are violently kept in check by armed Battlesaur guards. These primitive cousins~~ of the ~~Saurians were discovered dwelling amongst~~ the ~~rubble~~ of the ~~long dead Saurian Empire scattered across their surviving core worlds~~, ~~and were gradually subverted to serve the Saurian remnants as gods thanks to the “divine revelations” covertly broadcasted~~ to ~~them from the depths of Dimensional Limbo~~. ~~Battlesaur culture has been shaped by propaganda to exalt battle and bloodshed above all else, making them~~ the ~~ultimate warrior race~~ and ~~excellent shock troops when Saurian forces descend upon a planet. To hone their skills~~ in ~~combat~~, ~~Battlesaurs hold regular fights~~ to the ~~death against their strongest slaves. Rare is the gladiator who makes it out of the arena in one piece against a Battlesaur~~.

	=== Skeleton King: Netherspace (Super Robot Monkey Team Hyperforce Go!)===		=== Skeleton King: Netherspace (Super Robot Monkey Team Hyperforce Go!)===

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	Once, a long, long time ago, an expeditionary voyage was launched by the Royal Navy to recover the long lost treasure of the Space Pirate Captain Flint using an ancient holo-map discovered by a young juvenile delinquent. Halfway through the journey, however, the crew of the vessel mutinied and took the ship for themselves, lead by a Cyborg with a single eye. This man was none other than John Silver; the most cut-throat, cunning, and vicious space pirate in the known universe.		Once, a long, long time ago, an expeditionary voyage was launched by the Royal Navy to recover the long lost treasure of the Space Pirate Captain Flint using an ancient holo-map discovered by a young juvenile delinquent. Halfway through the journey, however, the crew of the vessel mutinied and took the ship for themselves, lead by a Cyborg with a single eye. This man was none other than John Silver; the most cut-throat, cunning, and vicious space pirate in the known universe.

	Silver was not always the brutal warlord he is today; during that fated voyage, it is said that he formed a rare bond of friendship, almost paternal love, with the young man who had discovered the map to the treasure. But during the treasure's recovery, a booby trap was triggered, forcing Silver to choose between the treasure and the life of his young friend. Greed, in the end, won out, and the ~~last spark of humanity within~~ the ~~machine-man vanished with the ashes of Treasure Planet~~.		Silver was not always the brutal warlord he is today; during that fated voyage, it is said that he formed a rare bond of friendship, almost paternal love, with the young man who had discovered the map to the treasure. But during the treasure's recovery, a booby trap was triggered, forcing Silver to choose between the treasure and the life of his young friend. Greed, in the end, won out, and the old pirate abandoned his young friend to an unknown fate as the planet collapsed around him.
	As the Confederacy's campaigns ploughed a bloody swath through the galaxy, Silver time and time again led the charge, fighting on the frontlines in a dervish of spinning blades and cybernetic limbs. As his battle scars racked up from ceaseless fighting, metal took the place of flesh bit by bit until the pirate’s body was little more than a gleaming shell containing what few of his original organs remain. Fitting, perhaps, as Silver himself is a hollow, empty man. He has found that chasing ambition only digs the hole inside him deeper and deeper, and although he continues to be a roaring lion full of pride and bluster to his men, Silver is a weary soul beneath the lies and machismo; continuing his passionless crusades only out of habit.		As the Confederacy's campaigns ploughed a bloody swath through the galaxy, Silver time and time again led the charge, fighting on the frontlines in a dervish of spinning blades and cybernetic limbs. As his battle scars racked up from ceaseless fighting, metal took the place of flesh bit by bit until the pirate’s body was little more than a gleaming shell containing what few of his original organs remain. Fitting, perhaps, as Silver himself is a hollow, empty man. He has found that chasing ambition only digs the hole inside him deeper and deeper, and although he continues to be a roaring lion full of pride and bluster to his men, Silver is a weary soul beneath the lies and machismo; continuing his passionless crusades only out of habit. Perhaps someday he can find something to fill the hole other than plunder and violence.

	Land: The Pirate Confederacy		Land: The Pirate Confederacy

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	King: Doctor Hans Reinhardt		King: Doctor Hans Reinhardt

	Dr. Reinhardt was once a brilliant astrophysicist stationed on the Research Ship Cygnus on the outskirts of a Black Hole in order to study the phenomena. Reinhardt became increasingly obsessed with his studies, and eventually, when his crew mutinied due to his insistence that they remain near the Black Hole despite the inherent dangers and dwindling supplies, he systematically lobotomised and transformed them into his cybernetic slaves. Eventually, following heavy damage to the ship due to hostile encounters with an exploration vessel and a direct hit during a meteor ~~Storm~~, the Cygnus was destabilized and sucked into the Black Hole, taking Reinhardt with it.		Dr. Reinhardt was once a brilliant astrophysicist stationed on the Research Ship Cygnus on the outskirts of a Black Hole in order to study the phenomena. Reinhardt became increasingly obsessed with his studies, and eventually, when his crew mutinied due to his insistence that they remain near the Black Hole despite the inherent dangers and dwindling supplies, he systematically lobotomised and transformed them into his cybernetic slaves. Eventually, following heavy damage to the ship due to hostile encounters with an exploration vessel and a direct hit during a meteor storm, the Cygnus was destabilized and sucked into the Black Hole, taking Reinhardt with it.

	When Reinhardt emerged, ship remarkably intact, his mind had been warped and twisted from whatever horrors he saw within the Black Hole. He now behaves more like a machine than a man, despite his (mostly) organic body, and his obsession with the Black Hole has grown into an almost fanatical devotion to it as a deity. He considers the Black Hole an almighty arbiter of justice which decides the fates of all creatures, dooming the unworthy such as himself to an eternity of suffering. He believes that it has chosen him personally to spread its influence through devotion and sacrifice so that it may wash away the evils of the universe like the floods of the old testament, and will allow nothing and noone to stop him in his crazed mission.		When Reinhardt emerged, ship remarkably intact, his mind had been warped and twisted from whatever horrors he saw within the Black Hole. He now behaves more like a machine than a man, despite his (mostly) organic body, and his obsession with the Black Hole has grown into an almost fanatical devotion to it as a deity. He considers the Black Hole an almighty arbiter of justice which decides the fates of all creatures, dooming the unworthy such as himself to an eternity of suffering. He believes that it has chosen him personally to spread its influence through devotion and sacrifice so that it may wash away the evils of the universe like the floods of the old testament, and will allow nothing and noone to stop him in his crazed mission.

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	== K/L/Rs ==		== K/L/Rs ==

	=== The United Galactic Federation (~~Origin:~~ Lilo & Stitch) ===		=== The Galactic Council: The United Galactic Federation (Lilo & Stitch)===

	~~'''NOTE~~: ~~THIS IS A PLACEHOLDER COPIED FROM DVV: GRIDLOCKED UNTIL A PROPER SPACE ONE CAN BE WRITTEN UP'''~~		King: The Galactic Council

	~~King -~~ The ~~United~~ Galactic ~~Federation~~		The Galactic Council is a sprawling legislative body composed of dignitaries from a thousand worlds. Androids, reptilians, mammalians, mollusks, all known forms of sentient life can be found represented in the raucous throngs of representatives aboard the GalFed’s enormous flagship. Such as it is, corralling such an immensely large governing body is no mean feat, and thankfully, a number of influential voices have emerged from the faceless crowd to propose consensus and mediate between disparate interests.

	The ~~United~~ Galactic Federation ~~is a massive governing body that operates throughout~~ the ~~Milky Way~~. ~~It has a sprawling bureaucracy that is truly fit for a galaxy~~, ~~in which most actions need~~ to ~~be approved thrice by every chairperson before it can be performed~~. The ~~United Galactic~~ Federation ~~Council is unbiased~~ in ~~their adherence to law and order~~, ~~using its large military presence to enforce~~ and ~~carry out their mandates. The current Grand Councilwoman is strict~~, ~~but fair~~, ~~though she has no time for nonsense. It was under her orders that~~ the ~~Earth Wildlife Preserve was formed~~. ~~The Grand Councilwoman's heir apparent is Captain Gantu,~~ a ~~brutish enforcer that holds no sympathy for lawbreakers. He's recently been pushing for increased militarization in~~ the ~~Galactic Federation~~, ~~as well as more authoritarian policies to enforce order in~~ the ~~Wildlife Preserve~~.		* The Grand Councilwoman is the de facto head of state for the Galactic Federation. Although her powers are limited and her position largely ceremonial, her shrewd diplomacy and austere presence holds sway over the entirety of the Galactic Council. Whenever councilmen butt heads, all heads immediately turn to the matronly Grand Councilwoman to resolve the dispute. The Councilwoman acts as the face of the Federation in all foreign affairs, meeting with leaders from rival polities and drafting treaties, trade agreements, and accords with the approval of the Council. If ever a party does anything on a scale large enough to earn the GalFed’s attention, it can be assured they will be met by the Councilwoman soon enough.

	~~Land - The Earth Wildlife Preserve~~		* Minister of Defence Gantu is much less adept at negotiation than the Grand Councilwoman. He is, however, a very very large man with a very very large gun, and so his fellow officials tend to agree with him anyway. As commanding officer of the GalFed’s military division, the hawkish Gantu has no patience for the bickering of the Council, and fears that with enemies surrounding the fragile alliance on all sides, their indecision may spell the end of the Federation as they know it. If ever the Council passes legislature that Gantu viewed as an excessive impediment to the war effort, the GalFed could very well face a military coup.

	~~The Earth Wildlife Preserve is~~ a ~~mostly-authentic replica~~ of ~~early 2000s Hawaii~~, ~~kept in isolation by~~ the ~~Galactic Federation for the purposes~~ of ~~saving its inhabitants from extinction~~. ~~(Their primary concerns are humans and~~, ~~for some reason, mosquitoes. They're everywhere and no one knows why.) The people living there haven't heard any news from~~ the ~~mainland in years~~, ~~and a cover story~~ has the ~~rest~~ of ~~the world convinced that Hawaii was destroyed~~ in a ~~Flubber accident~~. ~~The Hawaiians have become increasingly dependent on~~ the ~~Galactic Federation's goodwill~~, ~~though this is due to having no other options rather than any willing desire to be coddled like children. The 'effectively reformed' evil genius Jumba Jookiba~~ has ~~been brought aboard to study human DNA, though he's been given~~ a ~~very firm warning not to perform any unsanctioned Experiments while there~~.		* Although the Bureau of Planetary Conservation was once considered a laughably obscure office of the GalFed, recent affairs involving primitive worlds such as Earth have brought it into the spotlight of galactic affairs. Minister Pleakley, though lacking the presence of Gantu or the charisma of the Grand Councilwoman, has managed to exert influence over GalFed policy regarding the treatment of indigenous life forms, in part thanks to a particular brand of exuberant enthusiasm for his field of research. With more and more of the Federation’s limited resources diverted by the eccentric Plorgnarian towards ecological preservation efforts, he has made himself a powerful enemy in Minister Gantu and earned the ire of militarists among the Council.

	~~Rule - Nobody Gets Left Behind~~		Land: The United Galactic Federation

	The ~~United~~ Galactic Federation ~~will be hovering over Earth until they're convinced~~ that ~~the inhabitants won't blow themselves~~ up ~~(or leave~~ to ~~cause trouble for other planets)~~ the ~~second~~ they ~~leave~~. ~~They're not likely~~ to take a ~~human's word on~~ the ~~subject~~, ~~but someone who could provide them~~ a ~~copy~~ of ~~the Hawaii Admission Act might be able~~ to ~~persuade them into turning~~ the ~~state back~~ to ~~it's previous owners~~. ~~Until then~~, ~~any humans near~~ the ~~Pacific are targets~~ for ~~abduction by~~ the Galactic Federation. ~~Anyone attempting~~ to ~~leave or escape~~ the ~~Wildlife Preserve will be captured~~ by the ~~game wardens and given tracking tags~~ to ~~dissuade further attempts~~. ~~Trying~~ to ~~smuggle people off~~ the ~~island might get you arrested~~ for ~~poaching, but~~ it ~~hasn't stopped the FBI from using their knowledge of alien legalese~~ to ~~perform extractions under~~ the ~~Galactic Federation's noses~~.		The Galactic Federation is widely known as “The Sick Man of the Galaxy”, and not without good reason. Though the once-proud alliance still retains the trappings of the dignity it once commanded, not even its borders are respected by the newer entities that have cropped up in defiance of its claim to sole galactic authority. Hostile craft come and go as they please within their borders, and much of the sectors they claim jurisdiction in are actually hotly contested warzones over which they have only limited control. Between incursions from their enemies and local insurrections by former member races departing the ailing Federation like rats off a sinking ship, they continue to lose territory just as fast than their strained military can recapture it. All it would take to crumble the anemic Galactic Federation would be a single decisive defeat at the right point.

			With the threats outside their borders absorbing much of the attention of their armed forces, internal criminal elements have grown bolder flaunting the Federation’s laws. Illegal genetic research thrives in the wake of the criminal genius Jumba Jookiba’s breakthroughs in the creation of artificial organisms, spawning a new breed of criminal armed with gene mods to make themselves faster, smarter, stronger, and more deadly than ever before. Roving gangs terrorize solar systems, taking as they please and ruthlessly exploiting helpless primitives the Federation has failed to establish adequate protections for. Some rumours speak of an army of twisted creatures --living weapons-- gathered in silence by a former colleague of Jookiba’s, who plots to lie in wait until the time is right to rise up and seize what remains of the once proud federation for his own personal empire.

			Rule: Nobody Gets Left Behind

			With its eons of history, the Galactic Federation is steeped in an eternity's worth of legislature. Bylaws on top of bylaws make even civilian transport between nearby worlds an excursion through mountains of paperwork. Some joke that if ever the military failed to hold the line, the armies of bureaucrats employed by the GalFed would be more than enough to bury the enemy in bodies. The Galactic Federation’s insistence on maintaining a presence on every single world under its control has stretched it to its limits and made it no shortage of homegrown enemies who reject their intrusive meddling in planetary affairs. Regardless, the patronizing Galactic Council continues to see itself as sole caretakers of all that lies within their borders, insisting that they know what’s best for the federation even as it burns to the ground around them.

	=== Evil Emperor Zurg: Sector Z (Origin: Buzz Lightyear of Star Command)===		=== Evil Emperor Zurg: Sector Z (Origin: Buzz Lightyear of Star Command)===

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	Much like [[Disney Villains Victorious: Gridlocked K/L/Rs\|Gridlocked]], it is designed to help encompass other Disney villains who would not fit into the Classic setting, this time for the villainous residents of the intergalactic community; space pirates, killer androids, extra-dimensional invaders, and much much more.		Much like [[Disney Villains Victorious: Gridlocked K/L/Rs\|Gridlocked]], it is designed to help encompass other Disney villains who would not fit into the Classic setting, this time for the villainous residents of the intergalactic community; space pirates, killer androids, extra-dimensional invaders, and much much more.

	'''The Earth that DVV: Classic or DVV: Gridlocked takes place on can be slated to exist within the Galaxy of DVV: Space--or not, as the GM sees fit. It is designed as a modular experience that can be enjoyed in whichever way makes for the coolest scenarios.'''		'''The Earth that DVV: Classic or DVV: Gridlocked takes place on can be slated to exist within the Galaxy of DVV: Space--or not--as the GM sees fit. It is designed as a modular experience that can be enjoyed in whichever way makes for the coolest scenarios.'''

	== Introduction ==		== Introduction ==