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Give me your adress, and I shall.

Borg Leader: What have I to fear?
Me: The KYM Avengers.
Borg Leader: (confused face)
Me: It’s what we call ourselves. It’s sorta like a team. The Internet’s mightiest heroes and everything…
Borg Leader: Yes. I’ve met them.
Me: Yeah, takes us while to get any traction, I’ll give you that one, but let’s do a headcount hear. Someone claiming himself to be a god, a legendary spaceship, a mexican with breathtaking anger management issues, a couple of pyromaniacs and you, big fella, you managed to piss off every single one of them.
Borg Leader: (smirks) That was the plan.
Me: Not a great plan. When they come, and they will, they’ll come for you.
Borg Leader: I have an army.
Me: We have an android!
Borg Leader: I thought the beast had wandered off!
Me: Your missing the point, there is no assimilation! There is no version of this where you come out on top. Now maybe your army comes, and maybe it’s too much for us, but it’s all on you. Because if we can’t protect the Internet, you’ll be damn well sure we’ll avenge it.

I would revert back to Nathan Spencer and use my Bionic Arm
Or Ryu and Use the power of the New Generation of Hadou

Yes, Now let’s Owned those Borgs.
OOC:I would have say “well that escalated quickly” if I didn’t post late,

>Former designation “Mexican Android”. You have been Assimilated.
>You will assist us in the Assimilation of others.
>You will forward this goal to others.
>Together we will bring order to chaos.

>Former designation “Sketch”. You have been Assimilated.
>You will assist us in the Assimilation of others.
>You will forward this goal to others.
>Together we will bring order to chaos.

>We are The Borg.
>Instruction:FORWARDED.
>
>Instruction:
>
>Await detection of Lifeforms and Technology.
>Establish Collective.
>Hostile Detection: ASSIMILATE.
>Non-hostile Detection: OBSERVE.
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>Resistance group designated “The KYM Avengers” detected.
>Resistance level: UNKNOWN
>Collective semi-established: BAIT AND OBSERVE.

Hey, Borg, can you assimilate things that, technically speaking, aren’t living things.

Because I’m totally an undead god of war, and all of my friends are zombies.

I’ve got one last message for the Borg.

Leave this place and never come back, or you’re going to have to deal with the combined firepower of an entire galaxy’s worth of military ships.

You have one minute to comply.

All ships, begin charging weapons.

Lets see if they can resist Magic!
I attack the Borg with Evil Sealing Circle!

>Receiving transmission “Leave this place and never come back, or you’re going to have to deal with the combined firepower of an entire galaxy’s worth of military ships. You have one minute to comply.”
>Analyzing.
>
>Resistance is Futile.
>We will Adapt.
>We will engage another colony of your planetoid.
>
>We will bring order to chaos.

>We will add biological and technological distinctiveness to our own.
>Designation “God of War” is irrelevant.
>
>You will be Assimilated.

We will rip into those cubes with everything we have.

Call every scientist we have ever mentioned!

I will make myself impossible for them to touch. If they can’t touch me, they can’t assimilate me.

“Subterranean Sun”

[A miniature star sorrunds me, with red danmaku bullets constantly moving towards it. At the same time, it starts firing out a spiral of small white bullets]

And since this is serious, screw the time limit!

“Someone fetch me the ‘request permission to request permission to fire’ forms.”
“We shall need approval from the local branch manager before we may comply with your request.”
sigh
“While you’re there, may I request you request him to sign pages 2 and 4 of the ‘request permission to assist KYM’ forms?”

Sorry guys, looks like any more help is stuck in committee.

Well that’s what you get for requesting help from Vogons.

Stupid bureaucratic species.

WE NEED SOME OF GAMZEE’S SHIPS!!!!!!!!
Get it?
Gamzee’s Ships?
you know shipping.
How about we defend ourselves by shipping the Borg?

Finally, I made it back through the gate!

DAMMIT WHERE AM I THIS TIME!?

WHAT THE HELL IS A BORG!?

I have no idea who or what you are, but – don’t let the mtouch you, or you basically become one of them. They call it assimilation. [continues the spellcard]

“Perhaps I could read some poetry as we wait?”

…Read it to the borg.

(Why yes, I am suggesting that we use Vogon poetry as a weapon.)

Also…

We need some speedy types for ground combat.

…I’ve got an idea. Set out a few flags. Then we wait for the Pathfinders to show up.

Shall I use our greatest weapon?
The Ban Hammer?

GRAY TEAM

CHECKING IN

THE BORG SHALL FALL BEFORE THE MIGHT OF OUR BOMBS-ON-LEGS AND OUR OVERSIZED STEEL-FISTED RUSSIAN ROBOTS.

…What’s the status on those flags?

We need those pathfinders, they’re fast! The flags are just to give them an incentive to help.

How Bout we Make a deal Borgy?
You take control the World, and Make me Overseer of it. I’ll join you if Make me in charge.
Deal? MAKE ME GOD

…
[VGS] Shazbot!

We have people trying to support the invaders!

Where are those pathfind-

Blood Eagle has a flag!
Diamond Sword has a flag!

…There they are.

Pathfinders, we set up those flags to draw you here! We are under attack from an extraterrestrial threat, and require your high speeds to help fight them off!

You’ve been warned.

All ships, target the Borg geometry ship.

…Fire.

>Detecting active growing resistance.
>Authorizing display…
>
>Scanning
>Locking weapons; Ship Designate “UNKNOWN”
>Fire

>Receiving transmission “How Bout we Make a deal Borgy? You take control the World, and Make me Overseer of it. I’ll join you if Make me in charge.
Deal? MAKE ME GOD”
>Analyzing.
>
>
>
>
>Lower your defenses and surrender yourself.
>We will Comply.

…Ready? OPEN FIRE!
[Suddenly, dozens of light spinfusor shots are fired towards the borg cubes. From the surface. The occasional white danmaku bullet from Subterranean Sun can be seen among the mass of explosive blue discs.]

Fantasy Seal!

I dont see the problem here.

I see the problem here – They are the enemies of humanity!

Meaning they are enemies of the Emperor!

Aren’t you supposed to serve the Emperor when it comes to machinery?

/Wsxdas slaps Borg upon the underside of his chin
Hah, take that.

Naw man they’re just trying rid you of your weak flesh and to turn you into robots.

Robots are cool!

>Detecting weapons systems
>Identifying
>
>38% Known weapon types.
>ADAPTED
>61% Unknown weapon types
>1% UNKNOWN
>
>Preparing for mass adaptio-

Is… is it over?

If he can survive a chin slap, I fear it will never be over.

I’VE FOUND THEIR LEADER, BUT I’M RUNNING OUT OF BOMBS

No, it’s not gonna be that easy.

Even then, they have escape pods in the form of borg spheres. And even those are armed.

…We need more means of attack – do not give them a chance to adapt.

Anyone able to use any non-danmaku forms of magic?

And that is not their leader, Hitchslap.

That is not a Borg Queen.

Well shit, we took a hit.

Turns out they’re using directed-energy weapons, completely bypassed the cyclonic barriers. Very good that we’ve got Silaris armor, otherwise we might not have even survived that one.

Seems to not really have dealt that much damage.

FIRE AGAIN!

(Cue second mass driver broadside from every ship in the galaxy at the Borg Cube)

>
>
>
>DAMAGE REPORT
>
>14% DESTROYED
>23% Damaged
>63% Operational
>

>Repairs Necessary.
>
>Begin Assimilation of Enemy Vessels.
>You will Adapt to Service us.

One pathfinder: It’s still around?
One pathfinder: [VGS] Shazbot!

[all the pathfinders get out laser signalling devices and aim at the borg cube. All of the devices are set to call in an orbital strike. After a few seconds, an absoltuely massive number of lasers strike the cube.]

THIS IS ROB.

SWITCHING GREAT FOX TO ASSIMILATION MODE.

Now! All fleets, keep hammering it with everything you have!

(Third massive volley)

JEBEDIAH KERMAN HERE

HOT DAMN LOOK AT ALL OF THOSE PRETTY LIGHTS

HOW CAN I HELP?

…Where did YOU spring from?

…How many unnecessary parts do you have on your rocket?

Because drop them and they’ll explode. We want them to explode on that cube!

>What do I call? My Leader? My Master? My God?

>We are The Borg.
>
>Deploy Androids in assistance with current boarding parties.
>Access computer systems.
>Deactivate enemy Ships.
>Assimilate Crew
>
>We are Borg.

This the Imperial Gaurd, retribution class battleship, Litany of Litany’s Litany.

May the Emperor’s holy light guide us as we rid the universe of these heretical scum.

The Epmrah protects.

(Retribution class battle cruiser is the same size as the borg capital cube, but from 40k so its stupidly powerful, to the point where they destroy entire planets by in one shot while being battered be the entire enemy fleet, in case anyone wants to argue that that the borg ship is still too strong for it)

>Very well
>
>Do the borg worship the All Mighty Machine God?

Xeno scum… Worshiping the Omnisia…

FIRE ALL THE WEAPONS!

I have landing legs and oxygen tanks, those should explode pretty good. Would anyone mind if I EVA’d over to their ship after I drop this stuff?

As to how I got here, I fell into the sun by accident and then the space kraken threw me off this way. I was going at least C ^ 3 by the time I got reverse-slingshotted around a few dozen stars and finally slowed down enough to see where I was

Okay, I’m back. Moving day.

Oh, we’re attacking?

Mr. Tuvok, deploy ablative armor. Fire all phasers and have all torpedo armed. Fire one and two on my mark.

Yes, Captain.

Suddenly confronted with so much unadulterated heresy, the Litany of Litany’s Litany opens of a barrage of hell fire the likes of which have never been seen by mortal man.

We missed sir…