Earth 2.0 - Redux

[Mikoyan]

"Engines on full throttle turn 180 degrees!" "Its too late sir, they've shut down everything..." "stuff, stuff, stuff"

[Ad Bot]

[Frontrox]

You pass though a blue shield like thing protecting the entrance of the hanger bay. Whatever is pulling you in gently sets you down next to other similar looking ships. Somebody knocks on your hull.

[Mikoyan]

Come in darling!"Who's there?" yells captain Aldrin.

[LawtyLawt]

LawtyLawt, if you would like, we could be allies. c:

You seem trustworthy. I shall ally with you.

[Frontrox]

Come in darling!"Who's there?" yells captain Aldrin.

"Open up! The hanger bay is pressurized!"

[Mikoyan]

Commander Aldrin opens the air tight door with a hiss.

[Frontrox]

A woman in what appears to be an officers uniform enters your ship, followed by armed guards.

[Mikoyan]

The 3 men stare at the others. "Uh, I'm commander Aldrin of Hera 13, New Italy."

[Frontrox]

"I'm Commander Omas of the Maytrem Royal Fleet, This is my ship, and you will come with me" She turns and walks out, the guards motion for you to get out.

[Mikoyan]

The men emerge out of the ship struck with awe and jog to keep pace with the commander.

[Frontrox]

You are led into a small metal room, inside is a desk and some stacked chairs. Omas looks to one of the guards and speaks a language you don't understand. "Grab a chair, Commander"

[Mikoyan]

Aldrin pulls out a chair and sits down.

[LawtyLawt]

!BREAKING NEWS!
This morning of sunday, Prime Minister Winfrey Mountainchapel, committed Self Delete during a press-con on the new "Dopamine collar" superweapon. Here is our exclusive stock footage!
Press: Mr. Prime Minister, what do you say about our new "Dop-
PM: I HAVE HAD ENOUGH OF YOUR QUESTIONS! *Breaks down in tears*
P: But Mr. Pri-
PM: SHUT UP, SHUT UP, SHHHHHHHHHHHH, SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
P: Mr. Prime Minister, this is wholly unpr-
PM: I'LL SHOW YOU UNPROFESSIONAL! *Pulls out Glock*
P: DUCK DOWN! THE PRIME MINISTER HAS GONE BALLISTIC!
PM: THIS IS NOT FOR YOU! THIS IS MY MEDICINE! *Puts gun in mouth and shoots himself*
The nation mourns for the death of it's president, who died at a ripe age of 58.

[Frontrox]

Aldrin pulls out a chair and sits down.

"Welcome aboard the Trident Commander, I bet you're wondering what we're doing here...Correct?"

[Mikoyan]

"Welcome aboard the Trident Commander, I bet you're wondering what we're doing here...Correct?"

"Yes Ma'am"