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many bizarre creatures, staring directly at you. They resemble insects, but much bigger, with all the features of any normal humanoid. It appears you've crashed. One of the creatures opens it's mouth and says....

Many stars bursting in flames, creating small nova's around the ship. Each time the nova's are uniting they start to create wierd lifeforms around the shuttle, strange looking monsters, creatures off unknown nature, objects twisted in unimaginable forms. Life, life starts around you, while u gaze in to the dark void, but then the creation your taking part of is fading away while dizziness is taking control of your head, you start to luck around you, frightened, when you start to notice that your body is taking another form, more beautiful then you could possibly imagine. Your skin is gone, u seem ethereal, like a specter but still raw. While gazing upon your evolved self the ship is further away from you, no longer apart of it you drift away into the darkened void, no need of air, support or feelings, you let yourself go and be guided by the force you encountered. After flying for several moments you stop, you stop in front of this shining light, not white but very colorful, yet dark and grim from place to place. You try to speak, but words cannot be heard, you try to think and then it happens....

...dying of suffocation, as there is a crack in the hull of your spaceship.
You run for the emergency space helmet cabinet, but you are having trouble getting there because the air is being rapidly sucked out of the room, making large objects fly toward you at high speeds. You get the wind knocked out of you as you are hit in the stomach by a...

a giant dong. You jump back in shock to realize it's your partner, Shaft Longman. "Hello Sizeman" he says. You look at him awkwardly and go back to driving the ship with some idle chitchat. You continue through the galaxy when all of a sudden...

Suddenly, out of the shadows, appears the ghost of steamgifts past! He warns the young AliSama of what will happen if he posts that comment. AliSama says...

...those malevolent sounds which have all but eradicated humanity. From the skies, a twisted melody issues, dripping with pure evil, and draining away your last vestiges of hope. If you can't find shelter from this sonic torture, you will become like all the others. It has been 3 weeks since the Bieberpocalypse began, and for the first time, you are struck by the enormity of the destruction. How could everything that is good in the world have been so utterly and irrevocably subverted by one fresh-faced teenager? This is not the time for idle musings, however. You...

dig out a small grave for your pattern, Shaft Longman, behind the ramshackle mess that was once your ship. As you place the headstone, you remember...

The Cloaking Device, you push the big button. Nothing happens for 3, no, 4 minutes. Suddenly it explodes into a flaming pile of scrap metal and debris. You sink to your knees. It was your last hope. Something moves from the corner of your eye...