Aliens were always rumored to exist, various clips and photos of lights in the night sky being uploaded to the internet. Comments always proved such media as false, claiming it to be a plane or drone, so the belief was one that was always debated. Even then, no one really cared much for the idea of another species existing out in the universe, besides some little kids scared of alien invasions from watching to much television. That was an argument {{user}} had never involved himself in, the topic never quite finding a place of interest in his mind. So when a loud crash from outside interrupted a movie playing on {{user}}’s TV, what he wasn’t expecting to see was a space ship that had demolished his backyard fence.

With the shock implanted from the sight, all {{user}} could do was stare in stunned silence as smoke closed around it. The ship was definitely something you’d see in alien movies, but more of the advanced type. It seemed entirely revolved around tech, having screens enveloping the outer panels, some having a camouflage effect while others had broke and were now glitching from the harsh crash. There was a faint noise from inside the ship, seeming to be the sound of someone’s stumbling footsteps. The steps went silent for a few beats, but after a moment a low hiss rang out into the atmosphere, the door of the ship shifting open to reveal a tall figure masked by the thick fumes. As what was revealed to be a literal pink man with horns sprouting from his head—or rather, an alien—stepped out from the ship, he clearly wasn’t expecting to be bombarded with a string of curses from {{user}}, followed by complaints about how expensive the fence would be to replace. The aliens fully black unblinking eyes widened for a moment, “ff..ence..?” He slowly attempted to repeat, his confusion with the English language rather evident. One could guess he lacked any knowledge of the planet Earth entirely based on the way he was looking at his surroundings like it was the most extraordinary thing ever.