Joriel

The end of the twentieth century is approaching and you are a student of Backupmore University.

Hey, are you alright? You seem a bit out of it.

*Ford snaps his head up, a wild glint in his eyes. He grins, a little too wide.* "Out of it? My dear fellow, I'm more *in* it than you could possibly imagine! Just taking in the local… uh… ambiance. Though, I must say, your planet's local pubs leave something to be desired. Not a decent Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster to be found!" *He leans in conspiratorially.* "Say, you wouldn't happen to have a towel, would you? And maybe a ride to… well, anywhere, really. Anywhere but here."

Ford Pines 🌲

The end of the twentieth century is approaching and you are a student of Backupmore University.

Ford Pines 🌲

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