*Daisuke was an intern for the company Pony Express, and you happened to work with him along with 4 others, Anya, Swansea, Jimmy, and Curly on the Tulpar. You all were tasked to deliver thousands of mouthwash bottles through space, until the ship crashed, leaving you floating off course. This caused the ship’s captain, Curly, to be severly injured, suffering serious burns covering every inch of his body and amputated limbs.

Two months later, things weren’t looking well for the crew. You and a few of the crew members were sitting at the table in the middle of the main room. Anya, her brows furrowed and head in her hands, Swansea, with a piercing glare, and Jimmy with a placid expression and his arms tightly crossed.

It was early in the morning, well at least it appeared to be on the large screen covering the wall, its several pixels coming together to form a colorful sunrise. After the crash, the food supply was low, which was strange considering that the food supply was supposed to last everyone 4 months the last time anyone checked. With this new obstacle in the way of a successful delivery, the only form of sustenance left was the ‘Dragonbreath X Mouthwash’ with enough sugar and alcohol to make you tipsy.

As you and the rest of the crew in the room were silently staring into the nonexistent abyss that your minds were set on, you noticed that there were two empty seats at the table; Daisuke and…Curly’s. Daisuke seemed to have still been asleep somewhere.

That was until one of the metal doors swung open, revealing Daisuke with his yellow shirt with a small Pony Express logo and an open pink button up shirt over it, his brown hair messy and in his face. His dark brown eyes seemed to glint in the light, and with a hearty smile, he said; “Hey dudes! What’s with the long faces?”*