The Space Travel RolePlay Thread

[canada-goose]

*Kooshie snorts* Could you all restrain or get rid of your pets, please? I am NOT a zoo!

 

[Delta2 23]

Mr. Fling ignores Mr. Chubs and retreats to his closet, where he starts eating some food from Kooshie's food generator

 

[duckluv]

He's not a pet, he's a Devil Ghost Bunny!
*Mr. Chubs throws a mud pie at one of Kooshie's cameras*

 

[canada-goose]

*Kooshie silently shuts down her food generator*

 

[Delta2 23]

Chookies ambles over.
"Why is the food generator going down? I just got a pie for Mr. Fling! What else is he supposed to eat?"

 

[canada-goose]

I am a spaceship, not a zoo. I believe I made that clear. My food generator is not here to cater to pets, and my rooms were not designed to be a housing development. I am getting very tired of being a glorified house. And I am not going to feed them any more.

*Is throwing the spaceship equivalent of a tantrum*

 

[duckluv]

*Mr. Chubs passes through the wall into outer space*

 

[canada-goose]

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*Watches* ...Ah, thank you.

 

[duckluv]

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*Watches* ...Ah, thank you.

I have no control over him. He probably wants to see if there are other ships he can attack with mud.

 

[canada-goose]

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*Watches* ...Ah, thank you.

I have no control over him. He probably wants to see if there are other ships he can attack with mud.

Well if that's so, I'm still relieved.

Now, should we go and visit some foul, stinking hulk of a planet? Or shall we get captured by a foul, stinking hulk of a ship with a foul, stinking hulk of a pilot?