Astronaut Botanist
Dialogue
Yoo-hoo!
Hey, space cadet!
G'day!
Ahoy!
How do they say hello here?
The air is breathable, right?
What species are you?
Word travels fast, you know?
Well, that and the fact you're wanted for arson and need to clear your name.
Got all I need right here... Except for my crew, of course.
Actually, yes. Can't promise it'll be easy, though.
My crew, they're not just colleagues - they're my friends. The thought of them lost and terrified... it's too much.
I understand. It's a lot to ask. I'll just... I'll just keep waiting.
But hey, there's no rush, right? Except each ticking second feels like a punch in the gut.
It feels like an eternity since the crash. Time and space have lost all meaning.
Sure, no problem. Space is vast and time is... well, I have plenty of it here.
Well, apart from my radio being as useful as a chocolate teapot, I'm doing alright.
It's not so bad here, got plenty of green friends to keep me company.
Name's Dr. Orion Bloom, the one and only space botanist!
Then, an imp showed up and raided our entire ship! Ridiculous.
But hey, could be worse. Like being allergic to oxygen, right?
Oh, and my suit's recycling system? Top-notch. I've had the same cup of coffee six times!
Could definitely use a hand. Or two. Or four, if you have 'em.
You know, I think I'm alright for now.
I wish I could tell you more about this place, but I'm as lost as a black cat in a coal cellar.
We collided with something in space, next thing I know, I woke up in this strange land. It's all a bit fuzzy.
There are flora and fauna I've never seen before. It's as if I've crash-landed on an unknown planet.
One crash landing, some lost crew, and a whole lot of alien plants later, here I am.
If you're offering, I've got a job for you.
You're kind, but I think I've got things under control.
The isolation, the uncertainty - it's maddening. Every moment is a test of sanity.
I'm stranded here, with no way to navigate this alien landscape or reach out to them.
That's okay. I'll keep holding on to hope. It's all I have right now.
Unfortunately, my crew were the real scientists.
An imp? Using my plants? That's despicable...
So, if you come across my crew, pass them my coordinates. Maybe we can solve your problem.