Spaceroger that sir! Rookie Spaceman joined you! He tries to hail the spacecaptain. No spaceluck sir. Must be all this supermagnetic pressure interfering with my spacewifi. Or something.
He helps you get up. Everything hurts, but you can still spacewalk.
The two of spaceyou head into the corridor. The spacerookie insists on taking the lead. You soon arrive in a large spaceroom. There are large tanks with spacealliums floating inside lining the spacewalls. Galaxians. The fellow spaceman spits. They're illegally cloning themselves. This spaceoperation is even bigger than I thought. They're sentient, humanoid bipeds with green skin, rocket feet, thin, gangly limbs and bad spaceattitudes. They also like to carry disintegrator rays. There's a loud noise as the door opposite you clangs open. Two spacealliums with labcoats and clipboards walk inside, talking excitedly in basic. Once we finish this batch we'll have cured spaceitch forever! And all you have to do is say that word three times fast! Man I can't wait to see the look on all their faces once we finally figure out what that word is!
Commander Spaceman
Spacehealth: Ow
Spacestuff: Spaceblaster [the ultimate spaceweapon; the culmination of portable spaceman spaceweaponry]
Penlaser [a pen-sized spacelaser; very fine beam with adjustable size, shape and power, and a short range; meant for precise cutting for utility purposes]
Spaceman Spacesuit [compromised integrity, compromised internal environ]
Spacepedia [still writ in spaceblorbish; slightly crumpled pages, cover is bent]
Rookie Spaceman
Spacehealth: Spaceokay
Spacestuff: Laser Spacerifle
Spaceman Spacesuit
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Topic: Commander Spaceman: Revengeance of the Galaximums (Read 11697 times)