Welcome to Namexico (Open) Sept 19, 2019 14:32:09 GMT -6
Post by Ashi on Sept 19, 2019 14:32:09 GMT -6
|ASHI'S PL: 80,000|
|ACTIVE TRANSFORMATIONS: None|
Space travel was long, and boring. Ashi hadn't done it too often, maybe four or five times in her life - but that didn't make it any less boring. The views of the cosmos were pretty nice sometimes, but other than that, you were just stuck in a cramped little ball for hours on end with nothing to do and no way to make yourself more comfortable. So, what better way to pass the time than to nap? That was what Ash had elected to do for the last few hours of her trip, and she'd plugged headphones into her ears, so the warning siren that sounded in her space pod about her imminent descent upon Namek did little to disturb the sleeping Konatsian. As a result, her pod continued to hurtle at a breakneck pace down upon the planet with little control on her part.
Down, down, down it fell, until finally, an unlucky field of crops would go on to serve as the landing grounds for her space pod. An incredibly loud crash resonated throughout the surrounding areas, and anyone within even a somewhat far distance likely would've heard the impact. Where there once stood many crops, now sat a blistered and torn up dirt pile with a metal sphere in the center. "Hah?" Ashi mumbled as she slowly began to wake, the shake of the impact rustling her from her sleep. She blinked a few times, and squinted her eyes out the window in confusion. Space looked a lot more brown than she remembered... Wait, that was dirt. Oh, she'd landed! "Oh, finally!" she exclaimed as she whacked the button on her control panel to open the door, the pod's hatch lowering and letting in the fresh Namekian air.
It smelled kind of nice, but was also a little bit dusty. ...Probably because of the crater she'd just made on the planet's surface. "Oh, whoops," she mumbled with a chuckle as she hopped out of the pod and stepped out of the crater. It looked like she'd landed pretty hard on some kinda field with crops all around it. Oh, well, she was sure the farmers couldn't mind too badly, right? It wasn't like she could've controlled where the pod was gonna land in her sleep! "Where are all the Namexicans at?" she mumbled. "Wait... Namekians." She was still kind of tired. "...Or is it Namexican?" She'd have to ask someone. More importantly, where are the Konatsians at? Typha had told her there had been some here, which was her only real motivation for coming in the first place. They might be kind of hard to find on a sprawling planet like this, though...