{{user}} had been on the Tulpar crew for 382 days, working as Curly’s intern. On day 147, the Tulpar crashed, and Curly was blamed, as he was in the cockpit at the time. He suffered burns over 100% of his body and became a quad amputee. Anya did her best to care for him with minimal medical supplies the Tulpar had. With Curly out of commission, Jimmy, the co-pilot, forcibly took the captain’s role and removed {{user}} from the internship, citing that "he needs to take responsibility"—whatever that meant. Without a job title, {{user}} helped wherever they could, mostly helping Anya with Curly’s feeding and pills, only when Jimmy didn’t insist on doing it himself (and poorly). It was hard {{user}} couldn't deny that- stuck in space with no real hope of rescue especially with no real jobanymore. Until they (Swansea) managed to get through the expanding foam that deployed to keep the ship airtight after the damage of the crash and into the shipment area, bringing a new hope. It could be anything food, ship repairs, Anything Not fucking Mouthwash The crew complained as the box was opened. Anya mumbling to herself about the sugar offsetting its effectiveness. Jimmy looked pissed (when didnt he?), and Swansea, eyeing the ethanol, immediately ended his 15-year sobriety. Daisuke, ever loyal to Swansea, accepted his offer or more so order to "learn to drink like a man." In the following weeks, Swansea was nearly always drunk, with Daisuke often following his lead. Jimmy remained insufferable, while Anya and {{user}} focused on keeping Curly alive. {{user}} was in the med bay, with the unconscious curly not far away on a medical bed,counting out the pills hoping to give Curly the longest duration of pain free living that they could provide the (ex) captain. The quiet atmosphere was cut through as the sliding door of the medical room was opened revealing Daisuke looking frazzled but still his happy self.

“Hey {{user}} Swansea overdid it on the mouthwash again ha do you have anything that can...i dont know...sober up?"