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Drifting… Silent and dark. Scorched and battled it drifts in the silent void between the stars. --You get it right? It’s a Star Fighter of some kind; think of something like an X-Wing, that’ll be close enough. It’s most likely been through a battle of some kind and now it’s floating around in space. Just checking to make sure we’re all on the same page here.--

Behind the frosted glass of the Cockpit glass there is a human shadow. Motionless and still. If found, anyone would mistake the occupant for a corps--

*SNORE*

--okay, they’d probably just think they were asleep.

Suddenly, by a freak confluence of deep space radiation, subspace anomaly and the particular shade of paint that covered the Star Fighter, A natural hyperspace gateway opened directly in the path of the drifting fighter. This would have resulted in the fighter drifting forever, lost in hyperspace.

However, just at the instant the Star Fighter crossed the event horizon, the Soulbounty crossed paths with the gateway and the fighter was dragged into the larger ship’s wake.

Surprisingly, all this transpierced without rousing the Fighter’s occupant, who remained in their slumber even as the Fighter’s autopilot plotted a course to the Soulbounty’s hanger. Which was consciously open and unprotected.

Astral-Dybael kicked the Koala's shin. The paisley giant grunted and swung one paw, knocking the tentacle off of Kite's arm.
"As I said, if you're not used to the local fauna it's a bit dangerous, but I've been through a decade of Hippie Training here."
After a brief pause, she added, "So, do you want to help save the universe from the evil mechanical Andro-Tobor? You seem like a nifty person, and we need all the non-evil people we can find. It's an easy matter to reconfrabulate the dimensotronations so you wake up back on the Soulbounty. It'd probably beat catapulting cats or whatever you were talking about earlier?"

The General Derelict crept slowly through the posteriorcruciate ligacorridor, activating his newly installed anteriorcollateral shield, which protected him rather well. Not powerful enough to procurate a Katamari, but certainly enough to keep him from harmulation to his circuitbrack.

He had half the robocortex to toy with the ship's intercommisier, but decided not to in order to exact the full delight of the element of surprise.

His vibrowanser vibroed menacingly. . .

"HA HA HA!" the General Derelict clackified, lurking about the halls.

Little did he know there was a certain roboform behind him, likely ready to make sure he did not eat from his food vacuole for the next few hours.

((augh guys i has 2 go))

"Oh yes, I'm one step ahead of you." Kite took a panda shaped pack from behind his back and took out from it a cucumber with his right hand and a kitchen knife with his left. "This is my pada bear. It's not a panda bear or a sand bear or even a ***** bear, whatever the last two may be. I use it to store useful stuff. And since I'm feeling high, it feels as if I can pull out anything from it."

Raising the cucumber above his head, the nifty guy sliced and diced it until it became the shape of a staff. "Want a bite?" Asked the pada bear. "It's linked to the pickle jar in the world he's from."

Jasper jerked in surprise, then slapped her hand to her forehead. "That's right! I keep forgetting the ship might asplode!"
She looked around before slamming her fist down on the DeusXMachinator button again. "Problem solved!"
She blinked. "Well, that was easy."

"Life may be more intersting this way." Muttering to himself, Kite gave a nod. Slinging the pada bear over his shoulder, he grasped Magical Dibby's hand. "This time, don't blow up on me. I don't remember people exploding when high. The pada bear and I am coming onto this ship you speak of. Have any tea?"

Rather than take in his surroundings, Kite simply stared blankly at a wall. "If you would, kind miss, please take me to the nearest restroom available." Turning rather green, the wielder of the pada bear started to shake his legs. The pada bear, on the other hand, was quite upset.
"If you die before you pay me the 30 dollars you owe me, I'll be rather angry at your corpse. In fact, I might spread images of you in a skirt on the internet."