A great flying saucer could be seen flying in a calculated pattern through the sky of an unfamiliar planet, as if its pilot was determining the best place to land. Within moments, the ship touched down, a simple walkway extending from its entrance. A strange figure could be seen shuffling down the walkway, holding an unfamiliar flag in his right hand. His outfit, consisting of a green spartan helmet, red jumpsuit, comically large white sneakers, and his green skirt seemed very much out of place. He did not appear to have a nose or mouth, his dark, calculating eyes his only facial feature.

After a moment of deliberation, the figure decided to plant his flag in a nearby crater. “I hereby proclaim this planet in the name of Mars!” As he spoke, his voice sounded a bit nasally and high pitched.

The figure placed his hands on his hips with a look of triumph on his face. “At long last, nobody is here to foil my scheme…”