And now, the long awaited story for Gal Civ IX: Meh! (aka Mildly entertaining humans)
The year is 3156. After the invasion of the pre-pre-precursors from an alternate dimension's past, the Milky Way galaxy has been exhausted of all its valuable resources. All the mighty empires of all 17.5 major races have been toppled, due to sacrificing everything to repel the invading force. The future seemed like a cold and bleak one for the galaxy, and indeed it was, but not for its inhabitants. For a new discovery had been made by the Snathi, one that would make hyperdrive seem like a moderately fast snail. This miracle of invention was dubbed 'Nearly Unlimited Transportation Speed', or as the terrans called it the 'NUTSdrive'. The new drive worked on highly advanced yet remarkably simple principle. Basically, by engulfing their ships with the resonating galactic frequency of a galactic nut, a galactic sized nut liking creature would come along, pick up the ship, and scurry off to bury it in another galaxy. Knowing that a new galaxy would mean new dangers, the Snathi gave all the other surviving races the technology though with the condition that they all join together as one big happy group of peoples like they did when fighting the pre-pre-precursors. None of them agreed, but the Snathi lent the technology anyway, because they're just that awesome.
So more or less banding together, the galactic civilizations activated their NUTS and waited. Days went by and nothing seemed to happen. Were their NUTS big enough to send a signal? Would their NUTS break down on them, squishing their chances of survival? Did the other races' limited time playing with the Snathi's NUTS schematics enable their NUTS to compare in quality and functionality?
Just when all seemed lost, the space around all of the NUTSdrive'd ships began to fold in odd ways, as if space was storing them in spacious yet comical cheek pouches. Within moments, the ships found themselves scattered amongst a new background of stars. Each of the races quickly set about finding suitable home worlds to begin the long process of cultureal expansion each species knew before their galaxy was lost.
Oddly, the new galaxy seemed totally barren and lifeless until their arrival. Was this purely by chance or were forces at work none could even begin to imagine.
The year is 3287, the time is ripe for a new colonial age. What perils await the immigrants? Will history repeat itself again? Will the humans be mildly entertaining? All this and more will be revealed in Galactic Civalizations IX: Meh!