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Nothing like getting reborn as an alien that gets high off of processed foods and drunk off of corn syrup. Luckily I kept my brains in transit!
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Far within the deepest reaches of space, A strange Armadale of ships float within the endless expanse. Clusters of fluttering, sputtering and clicking ships swarm around a ship of a much larger design. Strangely, upon the face of the mother ship was a painting, an alien face with colorless eyes and strange antenna painted upon it.

With a panning of view we zoom into what appears to be the ships bridge room. Multitudes of little green men sitting in chairs, typing at their tiny computers like workers on a long night at the office. "MY TALLEEEST!!! The experiments are almost ready for extraction! Would you like to visit the birthing chamber?" One called out, not even any different in appearance to its kin.

"Hmmm, nah were fine here" comes a voice from within the room. Panning our view, we see 2 tall figures sitting on metal thrones, munching on chips and donuts. "Mmmm, these are surprisingly good! Never thought that the cheap snack depot in quadrant nine would make such decent snacks!" One mumbled, his purple void like eyes widening in shock. "I actually agree, these donuts are better than the ones we get at foodcourtia, which is surprising since they make the best food in the galaxy"

*crunch* *crunch* *SLURP* with vigor they kept eating, getting louder and messed the longer they went on, entirely forgetting the message that they heard moments earlier.

Deep within the confines of the mothership, A tiny secluded room was soon to find itself with new occupants. Fifteen circular plates line the walls yet one five glow with green light. *beep *bop* *boop*, *HISSSS* with a dramatic gust of frigid air the five plates glide outwards to reveal closed glass chambers, each one holding a tiny figure floating inside it. From the ceiling a massive robotic claw tanks each one from their hole and smashes them onto the floor, *CRASH* each of the figures then stand up and look around dazed and confused.

The first one, oddly feminine and tiny compared to the rest, with pink eye plates, Bubblegum pink skin and antenna twisted like rabbit ear looks around with blatant and sheer confusion. "Mip?" She says with all the confusion in the world.

Next to her, a podmate of hers stands with a look of irritation, three times her size with a head inflated like a balloon, red eye plates twitching and antenna shaped like anger tick marks. "WHAT!?" He yells, causing the robotic ceiling arm to wack him in the head.

"PFFFT, HAHAHA!!!" Another laughs at its companions mishap. Only slightly taller then the feminine figure, yet scrawny with nubby antennas.

The last of the group of five look look the exact same as each other, absolutely massive bodies with misshapen heads like winter goards, not even giving the others attention. White eye plates and antenna shaped like question marks, just standing and staring blankly at nothing at all.

Despite speaking with a quirk of the tongue, the tiny figure seems to be the only one with a modicum of brains between its eyes. "Meep? Mip, murple!" With some thought the little figure began to pay attention to its surrounding, noting everything else in the room, then looking down at itself. "MEEEP!" It cried, shocked at its appearance and struggling to stay calm.

Seeing the tiny one start to freak out, the robotic arm gives it a WHACK! Knocking the tiny one out instantly. One by one it tanks each up by its head and carts them to one side of the room. Placing them on a steel table, the arm swivels around to a hole in the wall and tanks out five different objects. Strange object that look like mangled backpacks are fitted onto the backs of each, where they then fuse with the creatures by inserting strange hooks and barbs into the figures bodies, clinging onto their bones.

"GRAAAAH!!!" they wail, feeling excruciating pain. Each one is then hoisted up and tossed down a hole in the floor, where it goes, nobody cares.
 

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