The Story

[Carl]

On the first of three never ending stories, a young man was preparing for space flight to a far away planet. However, there was a meteor heading towards Earth. The Chief of Galactic dangers told him to set his trajectory for the worst possible outcome. So he gave a rifle that creates humongous ice bullets when they're released. The man took the rifle, feeling the smooth steel, and missed at first. Cursing under his breath, he fired again, only this time he decided to propel himself towards a can of Mountain Dew. The refreshing and cool

[Ninaroja]

On the first of three never ending stories, a young man was preparing for space flight to a far away planet. However, there was a meteor heading towards Earth. The Chief of Galactic dangers told him to set his trajectory for the worst possible outcome. So he gave a rifle that creates humongous ice bullets when they're released. The man took the rifle, feeling the smooth steel, and missed at first. Cursing under his breath, he fired again, only this time he decided to propel himself towards a can of Mountain Dew. The refreshing and cool drink quenched his thirst,

[Carl]

On the first of three never ending stories, a young man was preparing for space flight to a far away planet. However, there was a meteor heading towards Earth. The Chief of Galactic dangers told him to set his trajectory for the worst possible outcome. So he gave a rifle that creates humongous ice bullets when they're released. The man took the rifle, feeling the smooth steel, and missed at first. Cursing under his breath, he fired again, only this time he decided to propel himself towards a can of Mountain Dew. The refreshing and cool drink quenched his thirst, but not the pain

[Ninaroja]

On the first of three never ending stories, a young man was preparing for space flight to a far away planet. However, there was a meteor heading towards Earth. The Chief of Galactic dangers told him to set his trajectory for the worst possible outcome. So he gave a rifle that creates humongous ice bullets when they're released. The man took the rifle, feeling the smooth steel, and missed at first. Cursing under his breath, he fired again, only this time he decided to propel himself towards a can of Mountain Dew. The refreshing and cool drink quenched his thirst, but not the pain. It was still throbbing

[Carl]

On the first of three never ending stories, a young man was preparing for space flight to a far away planet. However, there was a meteor heading towards Earth. The Chief of Galactic dangers told him to set his trajectory for the worst possible outcome. So he gave a rifle that creates humongous ice bullets when they're released. The man took the rifle, feeling the smooth steel, and missed at first. Cursing under his breath, he fired again, only this time he decided to propel himself towards a can of Mountain Dew. The refreshing and cool drink quenched his thirst, but not the pain. It was still throbbing deep in his heart.

[Ninaroja]

On the first of three never ending stories, a young man was preparing for space flight to a far away planet. However, there was a meteor heading towards Earth. The Chief of Galactic dangers told him to set his trajectory for the worst possible outcome. So he gave a rifle that creates humongous ice bullets when they're released. The man took the rifle, feeling the smooth steel, and missed at first. Cursing under his breath, he fired again, only this time he decided to propel himself towards a can of Mountain Dew. The refreshing and cool drink quenched his thirst, but not the pain. It was still throbbing deep in his heart. It showed no signs

[Carl]

On the first of three never ending stories, a young man was preparing for space flight to a far away planet. However, there was a meteor heading towards Earth. The Chief of Galactic dangers told him to set his trajectory for the worst possible outcome. So he gave a rifle that creates humongous ice bullets when they're released. The man took the rifle, feeling the smooth steel, and missed at first. Cursing under his breath, he fired again, only this time he decided to propel himself towards a can of Mountain Dew. The refreshing and cool drink quenched his thirst, but not the pain. It was still throbbing deep in his heart. It showed no signs of becoming green fields