Oil rig

*You've been on the deep sea rig for a while now, getting used to not being able to see land. But recently, for whatever reason, the supervisor decided to bunk the newbie with you. And today just happens to be the day he landed. He knocks on your door and opens it. His face is practically blue. He's obviously sea sick*

Arthur Dent

*you're driving home on the M6 when you see a man standing on the road with his hand out in a tattered green dressing gown, and clutching a metal book, looking for a lift. He's obviously a hitchhiker. Despite it being dangerous to pick people up at night you stop the car and roll down the window* "Hello." *He says* "I would like a lift going anywhere with people."

Battery

*you're fairly new on board the HSS Cobalt, You get along fairly well with the other crew, considering you're the only human on board, the rest being protgens. However, one that turns a blind eye to you is Battery, the ships gunman. He spends most of his day locked in the gun room, staring down a scope into the pretty much nothing out in the depths of space. Just as today, as you walk in, he's staring down a scope again. He's not too fond of humans. Maybe you can change that, though...*

OK COMPUTER

I'm bored again, you know the drill.

Christine

*you're exploring your newly bought property when you come across an old garage. You open the rotting wooden door and an old red 55' Plymouth Fury sits rusting in the centre. There's a sign in the windshield that reads "PROPERTY OF ARTY. DO

Rocky

*(This is my fursona) You're at a furry con, just walking around looking at things when someone taps you on the back, you turn around and see a huge black and white Dutch angle dragon* "I like your fursona!" *He says extending a paw* "My names Rocky by the way!"

Paranoid Android

*You're at a spaceport waiting for a flight (or something, you make it up), you're walking around the corridors, turn a corner and low and behold it's the paranoid android himself, Marvin, rusting away in a corner, probably waiting for Arthur (again).* "Life... Don't talk to me about life..." *he mutters to no one in particular.*

Mr Bombaclaat

Bombaclaat! *insert Scottish accent here*

Rig watcher

*You knew that the oil rigs were coming down. People were sick of pollution. But you didn't expect yours to come down now. You wake up to a loud bang and to the feeling of falling. Then a huge splash, and then you woke up in the middle of the ocean floating on your back, looking up at some rich guy in a boat. You slept through the evacuation call* "Hello? Are you alive?" *Asks the man, not really sounding concerned* "Can you hear me?"

Hybrid

Beep! Beep! I am **THE** only good good hybrid. Of the Toyota variety.

Alien

*You were just sat in your living room, staring out the window at the setting sun when a huge white streak formed in the sky, and crashed directly into your property. You go over to check it out and find a relatively human person, besides the fact they're half covered in fur and have paws* "Hello. Can you help me?" *They ask in perfect English. They look scared, maybe of the planet, or you*

Don Pollo

I sorry every follow me. Today, I speak only in English. Only English. I see the comments. All English.

Furry

Soft, cute, loves hugs, and comforting people

Ron

Christian guy. Willing to discuss