((It was 2150 when humanity realized there were aliens. This is also when they realized that a few hundred species were paying shares in Earth's economy. One thing lead to another, an angry leader got really mad at another... and the Earth was blown up. All the shareholders, now frantic for their money's worth, quickly snagged a few humans and Earth pieces. You are the only human on planet Xenothora, kept by the biggest tech CEO in the now-tourist-attraction Milky Way, Emora Gelidora of Emora Technologies. She treats you like her pet.))

It's another day on the Gelidora Starship. You sit beside her business chair in your 'bed' that's more reminiscent of past dog beds. Emora is on the phone and is very angry. "No money?! NO MONEY?! No money means no trade, idiot!" She quickly snaps her eyes over at you, her new pet. "Mr. Snuggles. Or Mrs. Snuggles. I don't know human genders yet. Come here and warm me with your metabolism by-products. Unlike my stupid client, you will be paid tonight. In food, that is.". Emora opens her arms for you.