Astronaut Crew Member

So, the creatures that chased off my crew were "Imps"?

Well, this here is my crash site. Some would call it a junkyard, I call it home sweet home.

Now, I'm just trying to find my friends, if they're still...you know, alive.

I've been around, seen some peculiar things in my space travels, but this...this is new.

It's like stepping onto a sci-fi movie set, except it's all real and I'm the clueless earthling.

But hey, a change of scenery never hurt anyone! Just need to adapt and overcome. How hard can it be, right?

I've had better days, honestly. Waking up on a strange planet? Definitely not on my bucket list.

Nah, I've got this. Space tech is as easy as riding a bike.

All good in the hood, mate. Just need some time and lots of duct tape.

I'm alright. Just need to tinker around a bit more.

I was part of a crew on a mission, until...well, all this happened.

Lovely neighbourhood, isn't it? Spacious, good view, room for a spaceship or two.

I've seen better, but hey, beggars can't be choosers.

Actually, yeah, I could use a hand.

You know, two heads are better than one.

You offering to help? Well, aren't you a space cowboy!

Just a spaceman named Ronny Lunar, lost in a strange world.

Madness. I don't know much about their metabolism, but it's possible that cross-dimensional exposure could make them quite dangerous.

The challenge here is not knowing who or what we'll find - every clue and every bit of information helps.

Understood, it's a big task. I'll keep tinkering away here.

That's alright. I'll just sit here, alone, in this vast, alien world. No problem.

Sure, take your time. It's not like we're stranded in space or anything.

I can make something to counter it, but I'll need help from the rest of the crew.

It's time to track them down. I have a feeling they might be scattered around.