Oh right. I forgot. I is slag mecha now. Whatever.
HARVEST MATERIALS FOR BOOLETS.
[4] You mine some floating chunks of rock.
Dear LordSlowpoke,
You have apparently succeeded in establishing dominace over me. However, you failed to realize that I have the temperament of a honey badger.
GARARARARAGRGAGRAGRGAGRGAGRGARG SHOOT SLOWPOKE AND DEVOUR HIS CORPSE RAAAAAAAAA
Signed,
Xantagun
ASSIST ACTION.
BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GUN.
SKULLS FOR THE SKULL ARMOR THAT I WILL MAKE AT SOME POINT.
You try to do so, but it goes against LordSlowpoke's desires. Explosions evidently don't, however. Despawn?
Load Xantalos into the gun
[1] You jam the wrong arm into the GTFGTEAFGTEIGTE.
"Yes I want to find the ship! Find it please."
"Firs', we nied tae get oot o' tha manfayld."
[6] You leave the minefield uneventfully.
LOAD XANTAGUN INTO ITSELF AND FIRE IT AT RAGNAROK
You load Xantagun into ragnarok's arm and [6] cause it to explode. Then you get smacked in the snout with a gun. Well, you know what that means...
Punch LordSlowpoke in the snout with drillfist to establish LordSlowpoke's lack of a head. Also shoot him with Xantagun.
[5-1] You smack LS in the face, but some idiot stuck a big gun on your arm. He's alive.
Figure out where everyone is.
Mostly outside the universe.
Spread Cheesecake Hivemind throughout the galaxy. Use Hivemind pheromones to summon Maple Weasle !
[6] You explode. Bits of cheesecake, sentient but inanimate, spread everywhere and -when.
How do I even fit on the ship.?
Hm?
See who is in charge.
The Captain.
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