Part XII: A Fifteen Minute Adventure

With fifteen minutes left at work before the holiday weekend, I pondered what to do. Oh hell, let's check in with our heroes and see what they're up to. For surely Huygens and Torchy have the power to cram a bunch of fun in fifteen minutes.

We stop off at an Italian market place for maybe some espresso talk. Things turn weird. There's some sort of bald transsexual looking person with a glowing red forcefield and a cross on their shoulder. A woman appears to be bowing to this person and engaging it in some sort of dialog. I don't think the coffee talk is going to pan out. Everyone's speaking Italian. Go figure.

I translated the three lines of chat that they were having from the screen shot above.

Bowing woman: "Where do I find the group?"
Bowing woman: "In order to pass it to others?"
Glowing red, bald, transsexual Jesus: "Search on."

Then all of a sudden the cross-person vanishes in the blink of an eye laughing, "HAHAHAHAHA!" Now we'll really never know what the hell that was all about, Torchy. I thought about sticking around and try and chat with the only guy sitting down, but then I noticed the ninja sword on his back and no coffee in his hand. I only have 10 minutes left. Let's get out of here.

But where to go. The seconds were ticking. Then Torchy says, "Maybe space holds the key." Alright, I'm game. But space is too general of a word for my teleport guide. I decided to type in "the planets".

Now we're talking. Lets go, man. We'll keep our thoughts to a minimal and go with the experience.

"My god, it's full of stars."

We beam up to a ship in orbit.

We light up a J and take the controls.

We decide to eject for no good reason.

We say hello to a vortex halfway through our fall back to Sim Earth.

After a couple of minutes of decent, the ground fast approaches. We wait for the inevitable...

~ SPLAT! ~

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