something spacey

Space. The Final Frontier. And these losers are treating it as if it's some sort of video game.   In a world where magic, science, and space-exporation merge, one can only hope for some sick-a** adventure. Fighting mythical, other-worldly beasts on a planet far from home, using weapons forged from mithril in the heart of stars. Soaring through the cosmos, adventuring the unknown, places where a lack of wits could mean the end. You know, that kind of thing.   That's at least what we told them, when they arrived. Not only are these rag-tag, no good space people with magic guns and excessively large space ships gonna end up destroying countless settlement across the cosmos, but they're gonna be laughing at how they managed to pull it off. They're good-intentioned. But maybe someone should tell them that those on-board missiles are for emergencies only.   They may not be able to handle themselves. That missile button will start to look quite tempting. This story that they have been thrown into will hurt them.   But they'll be sure to hurt it back.