576 | Mission Reports

Hmm… Could it be that she hasn’t written them yet? 

 That’s what I was thinking; that face in the last panel  XD

There are serious implications here that Holly is amassing some sort of male harem. Look at all the half naked hot bods congregating under the same sheets! Don’t tell me I’m the first person to think of this! I am? Well, one cannot control the subconscious mind.

 I thought of it too. I just wanted to jump on the fanfiction.

 Lepas, where your avatar gone?

Reports? Wait, I was supposed to actually write-up all this shit that has happened to me? What are we in high school? You aren’t my literature teacher!

I’m just wondering when, between getting jumped on casino station, getting kidnapped by pirates, getting reamed by sea monsters, to be jumped by Psycho-Kitty-Q’uesquese, just when has she had the time to write the reports. And maybe she’s right handed? Makes writing reports tough too, what an insensitive bastard :P

“…if we don’t even know what galaxy he’s in.”
Galaxy? Humanity has spread far enough to have become intergalactic? That’s some serious achievement, right there. The distance needed to travel just to visit the closest neighboring galaxy is around 2.6 million light years. That’s more than 20 times the distance needed to travel from the far end of the Milky way to the other.
Few science fictions attempt imagining a future where space travel allows travel between galaxies, since the Milky way is usually vast enough to suit the needs of the writer (around 200-400 billion star systems with an estimate of 10 billion planets being inside the habitable zone). Not that it hasn’t been done before. The Andromeda tv series took place in an area spanning 3 galaxies and the Stargate show eventually spanned into the intergalactic range as well.
Don’t take this as a criticism; I was just surprised by that little info drop.

You think Quadrillians come from the Milky Way? :p

HEY!!,…i resemble one of those hairless monkeys.

i am beginning to suspect you are a galactic racist.  always running around dangling milky way candy bars in our atmospheres and beaming them away right as we achieve orbit.

“Reports? Who, me?”