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[flowerashes]

[Space. You are now in space with your very own mecha! Don't mind the massive warships some distance away that fire at anyone who strays too close, you're fine as long as you stay away and... know... how to pilot these things GOOD LUCK WITH THAT.]

[If you need to land somewhere to get out of the warzone there's a small moon covered in flowers that

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[stars_struck]

[rocketing around on stealth plane buttwings. as you do.]

[... heck, who needs breathing or depressurization worries?]

[pimpsaw]

[also has buttwings of some... variation...]

[DODGING ARTILLERY FIRE LIKE A BOSS]

[stars_struck]

[sweeps along a line of poor unmanned robots, a trail of explosions in her wake]

[looking a little smug]

[pimpsaw]

[:|]

[smashes into a warship, bursting through the metal hull like it was made of paper. WHAT'S SHE DOING IN THERE, I WONDER]

[stars_struck]

[... lands on the bow of it]

?

[pimpsaw]

[BIGGEST EXPLOSION EVER, completely destroying the warship]

[BGS emerges unharmed, swerving between debris :|b]

[stars_struck]

[is mildly taken off guard, but rockets away from said explosion looking only a little charred]

[also, this face]

[pimpsaw]

Oh? What happened to your smug face?

[stars_struck]

... you're taking this pretty seriously.

[pimpsaw]

Am I? I didn't notice.

[stars_struck]

... [says nothing to that :|]

[pimpsaw]

Are you stunned into silence, perhaps?

[stars_struck]

... you're just showing off.

[pimpsaw]

Why would I need to show off?

[stars_struck]

... that's a question I ask a lot...

[pimpsaw]

Have you found an answer yet?