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SPACE. The final fronteir. These are the voyages of the starship
snoopers. Up to mischief and trained in stealth, these spaceborne imps intrude
through the airducts, slithering on silent suckers as their space armour crushing mandibles snicker-snacker in blood drinking anticipation. On the deck, the holo-captain was ready to give the order to
have everyone brutally slaughtered.
It was at that moment, much to everyone's surprise that Brian Blessed appeared clad in nothing but
the brown paste made from mincing a rat.
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Vern Acula -
zomnoth -
Crowfeeder -
Big Vadge Madge -
the butcher -
mr stenwence
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