Friday November 1, 2002
Schlock:AAAAUGH! I'm awake! I'm awake!
Tagon:Yes, Sergeant, I'd say you are.
Schlock:I just had the worst dream.
Tagon:Let me guess: Your spaceship exploded around you, you tumbled through the void for what felt like hours, slowly freezing, and wondering if you'd ever see any of your friends again.
Schlock:Whoa. Is this one of those archetype thingies?
Tagon:It is. But it also really happened. Our ship is gone, and we're being hunted by Ob'enn warlords, and we've been thawing you out ever since picking you up two hours ago.
Other than that, how was your nap?
Schlock:You would make such a terrible parent.