Heavens to Murgatroyd, interplanetary fanatics! Thanks to the devious detonation device the dastardly DR. DESTRUCTO planted within THE SOJOURNER'S engines, our plucky heroine, ASTRA NAUGHT, has crash-landed on a strange alien world! Thick vines choke the the underbrush as Astra finds herself outside of a strange, ramshackle city! But what lies within? Her salvation?
Or her undoing...?
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Astra struggled away from the wreckage of the destroyed Space Schooner, brushing debris away from her helmet and straightening out her Receptor Antenna. Not that it would do her much good now--with her ship in this state, there was no way she could remote-control it. But it looked like her wrist recorder was still operational. She flipped back the cover and it beeped in response.
"Personal Log. Stardate: 11256. I've crash-landed outside of some sort of jungle city. It doesn't look like the friendliest place... the buildings are run down, and there's an... interesting smell in the air. (Yowza! That's ripe...) But it does appear to be inhabited! I'm going to attempt to make contact with the locals. Astra out."
She clicked the recorder shut, straightened her skirt, and headed off towards the city.
She had no idea if this planet was even civilized or not. With any luck, though, someone would know where to find parts for a Cosmoworks 520 Space Schooner. Bright red with chrome stripes. Preferrably.