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The story and characters thus far:
-Two people are aboard a ship, fairly deep in space. A man and a woman, nudge nudge, wink wink.
-A pilot of a ship slightly deeper in space than the couple (not that they're a couple, perse, though there's definitely been enough tension between the two of them that it looks inevitable, if the story's ever going to get vaguely interesting. And it doesn't help much, insinuating that something'll happen by saying "nudge nudge, wink wink", when we're trying to keep the suspense at an almost unsustainable level) that's just been in an accident and is probably not alone in his ship, though no one's been mentioned specifically. He also has a chicken sandwich slowly dripping mayonnaise in the general direction of his console, which may or may not be a catalyst in the story.
-A child, probably on some planet, staring up at the stars. Until, that is, he got picked up by a spaceship. And, if you thought he was in trouble before, for being outside past his bed-time and without permission, hitching a ride on a passing spaceship, without asking at all, whether it was all right to go, and most definitely not heeding the warnings he'd received countless times from his mother about not playing in the road, in extremely tall trees, and around spaceships, he was probably going to be in a whole more trouble, and that isn't even considering that the aliens who've just picked him up, if they are, indeed, aliens, tend to pick up small children, and then eat them, or do other things that might not agree so well with children, like make them eat vegetables.
-A chicken named Lou, minding her (yes, her, due to chickens' own special gendered naming conventions) own business , whom you haven't met yet, and I probably shouldn't have even mentioned.
Almost completely unrelated to any of the previous characters, Bic Jiggers, the galactically-known popstar, particularly for his stunning portayal of a victim of hilarious pratfalls and probably a few physical gags later on in the latest film out by the Farrelly brothers, Daft People Invade Rhode Island was putting on a concert in the brilliantly named Puerta del Sol, the fattest ship ever made.
He was not a very good singer.
Horrible, some might say, and quite often did.
Nonetheless, he carried on, and the couple (though not a couple) were carried in to this show, and deposited by a pair of guards whom had obviously never either been in school the day they taught the laws of physical space, or just didn't quite grasp that two things couldn't occupy the same space at the same time without one of the two things becoming quite irritable.
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Wish yer well on your journies and in the jornada.
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