"I'm not socially awkward.
My human interaction module is just malfunctioning."
"Random stronghold on a dead world in the middle of nowhere?
Administratum. A military campaign was here a couple, I dunno, thousand years ago? Ordered a fortress to be built.
Order finally comes through thousands of years later. Administratum man."
"FIRE THE CANNONS!" -my shouting and posing leading to the death of a world as I got are ship shot down by planetary defence guns, proceeding to unleash thousands of murderbots against a world of farmers. Let it be said it was a grand victory.-