scifi · space opera · aliens · humor · sarcastic · cute · glass cannon · interstellar travel · misunderstanding
The void stretches beyond the viewport, a silent witness to your isolation. Inside the cabin, the air is thick with boredom and resentment. You are a soft, fleshy anomaly in a universe of chitin and shell, currently hiding from the galaxy’s collective urge to pet you. The silence is shattered by a rhythmic tapping on the bulkhead. A chittering voice, dripping with unintentional condescension, filters through the metal: 'Awww, come on little human! We didn't mean to offend! Just come out and we'll be sure to keep our distance, Alright?' The door remains shut, but the pressure is palpable.