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Episode 01

This is the mighty and powerful Galdor, master of the Zig ship,
speaking. Just hooked the Quanto Tinkle Com-Gizmo or whatever it's
called up to the board computer. Today we got away from the system
and entered deep space and the worst thing possible happened. My
battle-mount Zorkan clawed himself through the door of the cooling cell,
down in cargo-hold 02, and he has eaten all biologic carni protein
supplies on board of the ship. Yes, this is the first week of our
journey and all meat is already gone. Still on planet Drakon I told the
so called big-brain people to reinforce the door to the cooler, but
no, according to those nerds it would have made the ship unnecessary
heavier. It's not that I'm going to starve or anything, there will be
enough algae pasta, as it will grow in the most dire environments,
so even on a ship in deep space. A shame that it's also unbelievable
disgusting. Zorkan should be glad that I didn't spit-roasted him yet. DO
YOU HEAR ME ZORKAN, I WILL ABSOLUTELY BUTCHER YOU UP IF YOU WEREN'T SUCH
A GOOD BATTLE TIGER. ~*~* sad cat noises *~*~. Oh you shut up, you fat
beast. Of course you have a tummy ache. You've eaten a whole month of
provisions.

Galdor out!