Another artwork from my head-galaxy-thing... who would've thought.

Couldn't sleep last night and tried my hands on indoor backgrounds. Doodled a little bit and then tried character interaction. That shit's complex. My head likes nice flowing organic forms, not... THIS. But it kinda worked in the end. A few empty spaces are still there, but don't want to look and work at this artwork anymore.
Thanks for the neverending earworm, Taci x)
( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m6yzuvWGtFw )

I was reluctant at first to integrate humans in my galaxy, but after watching a few episodes of Star Trek Voyager I had the idea to include them as a minority. So storytime:

500 years ago humans entered the galaxy of the galactic community (still need a catchy name for it). How that exactly happened nobody really knows. For sure is that an ark ship with about 100,000 humans should've been slung to another colony world (human spacetravel works with FTL-"slings" which shoots the ships to their destination). But this time things went terribly wrong and the ship appeared... somewhere out there. Their ship was damaged, no possibility to contact other human settlements and no other ships out there that answered the calls. So they gave out a distress signal and hoped for a miracle.

That miracle appeared in form of little space mice a few days later when energy started to be a problem. An Ikassi cruiser received the distress signal merely by luck as they were in a nearby solar system. The first days were rather confusing, even dangerous as the humans panicked and tried to attack the Ikassi (it got pretty critical there), but soon they decrypted the english language and added it to their translators, so they could solve everything.

The humans experienced a huge cultural shock as they entered the galactic community. In the future humanity was a highly divided species with wars not only on their home planet but everywhere else on their colony worlds, and they never met any intelligent alien life forms. But now they were first introduced into the Ikassi society and were entirely alienated (sorry for that pun xD). There was no hate, no prejudice, they were openly welcomed. Even after they got to know the rest of the galactic comminuty they felt weird, as no big wars happened in the last hundreds of years. Conflicts between different systems, yes, but no galaxy wide wars.

When humans told about the history of their species, all became quiet. Their report was met with disbelief, confusion, people shook their heads. The humans were ashamed to admit all what happened and they vowed to make things better here, to take the chance of a fresh start.

Now, 500 years later, they're still a minority but got a few planets for themselves, and even started to integrate themselves into the galactic politics. They still struggle with their heritage, as there were always groups who... "wanted more", so to speak, and there's still shame. But for now most humans are proving their worth for the galaxy.

So: A human living on the same ship as a few Ikassi, telling the history of his home planet. He feels shame, especially in front of this peace loving folk of mice, but he knows that it's necessary to remember all what happened to be able to prevent it from happening again.

Or tl:dr, Ascar wants to hit her head against something big and hard whenever she watches news, and needed another outlet where humanity maybe get their act together dammit.