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[ShadowHammer]

Onwards then!
Space for the space god! Ships for the ship throne!

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[Lyeos]

Deny having spaceitch. Examine self for signs of spaceitch - if found, infect them with spaceitch!

[Funk]

Onwards then!
Space for the space god! Ships for the ship throne!

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[Parsely]

There is no spaceitch in this spacesector. You are the only ones under spacesuspicion here! In the name of the spacemans, you will allow me to board your vessel and examine it for spaceitches!

The corvette's airlock opens. You climb inside.

The vessel is so small that the cockpit is the only compartment, so when you enter all the occupants are before you. There are two handsome spaceblorbles wearing trendy spacetrousers.

Prepare for inspection. Stand in front of the airlock. They do so. You vent them. I commandeer this spacevessel in the spacename of the spacemans! Have a good spaceday!

YAAAARRRGGHHHH!!!! They scream as they writhe from spaceexposure. You dust your spacegloved hands with spacefinality.

Another spacejob well done! After some thought, the witty spaceman concludes that the spacecitizens likely did not have spaceitch, for they exhibited none of the normally evident spacesymptoms. Anyway: What do, delightful spaceman?

Spaceman
Spacehealth: Good
Spacestuff: Spaceblaster
Spaceman Spacesuit

[ShadowHammer]

Go find some more things to shoot.

[My Name is Immaterial]

There is only one possible reason that they were not exhibiting the symptoms. It's evolved to be undetectable!This whole corvette could be infected! We'll have to destroy it immediately!
Plot a collision course for the local sun and set the autopilot. Then jump out.

[Worldmaster27]

There is only one possible reason that they were not exhibiting the symptoms. It's evolved to be undetectable!This whole corvette could be infected! We'll have to destroy it immediately!
Plot a collision course for the local sun and set the autopilot. Then jump out.

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[mastahcheese]

There is only one possible reason that they were not exhibiting the symptoms. It's evolved to be undetectable!This whole corvette could be infected! We'll have to destroy it immediately!
Plot a collision course for the local sun and set the autopilot. Then jump out.

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[The Froggy Ninja]

Now I'm conflicted. I love paranoia but I also love blowing things up with a space ship... what a conundrum.

[~Neri]

Compromise!

Set the ship on a course to crash into Space Parliament! THEY ARE ALL INFECTED!

We not only blow stuff up with a spaceship, but we also are paranoid!

[Ozarck]

Goddammit, I can't leave you idiots alone for one day without you spacing some innocent, harmless, cooperative, and sexy blorbs in a mad bid for insanity.
turn ourselves in to the nearest authority (not counting our own criminally insane self) for immediate and painful reeducation.

[~Neri]

Goddammit, I can't leave you idiots alone for one day without you spacing some innocent, harmless, cooperative, and sexy blorbs in a mad bid for insanity.
turn ourselves in to the nearest authority (not counting our own criminally insane self) for immediate and painful reeducation.

BURN THE SPACEHERETIC!

SPACE FOR THE SPACE GOD! SHIPS FOR THE SHIP THRONE!

[My Name is Immaterial]

Goddammit, I can't leave you idiots alone for one day without you spacing some innocent, harmless, cooperative, and sexy blorbs in a mad bid for insanity.
turn ourselves in to the nearest authority (not counting our own criminally insane self) for immediate and painful reeducation.

BURN THE SPACEHERETIC!

SPACE FOR THE SPACE GOD! SHIPS FOR THE SHIP THRONE!

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Compromise!

Set the ship on a course to crash into Space Parliament! THEY ARE ALL INFECTED!

We not only blow stuff up with a spaceship, but we also are paranoid!

YOU FOOL! HOW DARE YOU SUGGEST THAT SPACEPARLIAMENT IS UNDER THE INFLUENCE OF SPACEITCH! WE SHOULD SPACE OURSELVES FOR SUCH HERESY!

[~Neri]

Goddammit, I can't leave you idiots alone for one day without you spacing some innocent, harmless, cooperative, and sexy blorbs in a mad bid for insanity.
turn ourselves in to the nearest authority (not counting our own criminally insane self) for immediate and painful reeducation.

BURN THE SPACEHERETIC!

SPACE FOR THE SPACE GOD! SHIPS FOR THE SHIP THRONE!

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Compromise!

Set the ship on a course to crash into Space Parliament! THEY ARE ALL INFECTED!

We not only blow stuff up with a spaceship, but we also are paranoid!

YOU FOOL! HOW DARE YOU SUGGEST THAT SPACEPARLIAMENT IS UNDER THE INFLUENCE OF SPACEITCH! WE SHOULD SPACE OURSELVES FOR SUCH HERESY!

BUT THE SPACEPOLITICIANS! THEY WERE SPACEINFECTED WITH SPACESTEALTHSPACEITCH!

THE ENTIRE SPACEPARLIAMENT COULD BE SPACEINFECTED WITHOUT US KNOWING!

ONLY ONE WAY TO BE SURE!

[My Name is Immaterial]

Mother of Spacegod, you're right! We could be infected too! We'll have to manually pilot this ship to it's final destination. Only one more spaceflight for us.