The mission, part 1

Who: Cerebrum and his mime minions
Where: In his lair, the Inner Sanctum, the place to which no sane man would
venture willingly. Also known to the crew of the Blue Dwarf as the
psychiatric offices.
When: Right now
"Muhahahahahahah!" Cerebrum chortled, in true evil genius fashion, as the
hacking program he had installed sent a copy of Nipple's e-mail to his
machine. He opened it up and began reading, so he could perform nefarious
deeds for the Agency. All in the name of internal security and galactic
control
> 'So with Whitewolf, Jay and Phil on the planet Tattooed Ian, (apparently
> named after the guy who discovered it) I have to make sure the Ambassadors
> are ready for their possible "negotiation" with the Hymenoptera. I'm not
> quite sure what the Space Core had in their minds, did they read the
report
> I sent about the Hymenoptera? They're brutal conscienceless killers,
despite
> having a simplistic insect way of looking at the universe which normally
> consists or eat, expand and conquer- which should have been more than
enough
> to make them a dangerous enough species to avoid, they also seem to
possess
> a high level of collective intelligence. And how are the Ambassadors going
> to talk to them?
"They don't sound any worse than you're average lawyer or life insurance
agent," Cerebrum mused. "I mean, it wasn't that long ago that some guy tried
to destroy Xenon with army of cloned life insurance agents*. I mean, the
Hyenoptera are nothing compared to that."
> As far as I know I am the only person to communicate with them directly,
and
> that was by having some kind of spine jabbed into my spinal cord.
"Mimes, take a memo. Nipples has a spine in his spine. I don't know what's
more surprising, that he has two spines or that he has a spine."
> Many events have pointed to the Hymenoptera being a very dangerous and
> adaptable foe, for example the fall of New Ibiza to a frozen sect of
> Hymenoptera ground-soldiers. These insects were a few thousand years old,
> having been concealed in ice and they still devastated an entire planet.
And
> the Hymenoptera of our generation are even more destructive, with the
> ability to construct their own ships in hours using only regurgitated
> proteins and the sickening use of organic brains. Making their fighters
far
> more powerful than a simple Blue Midget or Starbug. The whole essance of
the
> Hymenoptera seems to confirm a natural existence for war. The planet
> Citadellia and various others have fallen to the Hymenoptera growth. The
> species has no art or culture we know of, merely a wish to expand, using
> huge colony ships that traverse space and spread eggs of soldiers,
behemoths
> and workers on target planets. So will negotiations with these..monsters
> work? And what if negotiations fail? What if this is some kind of trap?
They
> would be able to wipe us out in a second! Using the crew's brains for
their
> fighters, and mine for their superior destroyer vessels of course.'
"So, that's who was responsibl. It all makes perfect sense now. Load up the
tommy guns, this diplomatic meeting's going to be interesting, to say the
least. Oh, and dig out some of those suitcase nukes, I think the scutters
have them. Bribe them with John Wayne tapes, you know the procedure."
*You get a point if you can guess what game this is referring to.