My forces, both the real and imaginary, reject your anorakish whining about maps. As if borders mattered. any good brickwarrior knows that through constant battle, borders should be kept as static as possible. Anyone who places their faction on a map limits their destructive potential to the area immediately around or inside that map. Marauding hordes have no need for your useless "Maps" nor your girlie "Compasses", nor your knurdy "Galactic Positioning Systems" And above all, we have no need to stop and "ask for Directions".
My forces reserve the right to kill whatever they want, in whatever galaxy they want, in whatever continuity they want, to look good doing it, and to get the girls, the loot, and the booze, or to die trying!
Your heros are Nega-spawn, Dungans, Dimmies, Hippie Adolf, and Westley Crusher!