#askgalacticpals

sometimes a ship is two pikachus and an alien marshtomp

Damian: “N1 was created to be the template for the project. Like I said before, getting ahold of pure Mew DNA isn’t easy or cheap, so my employers providing me with a sample from Team Rocket’s attempt at cloning a Mew. Of course it wasn't a pure sample either so some gaps needed to be filled.”

Damian: “No idea how they managed to get ahold of such a thing, honestly. I’m sure they have their ways but sometimes I still wonder...

Damian: “But, as you can see, N1 isn’t really awake. Their vitals are stable, have been for years now, but all attempts to wake them have failed. Really, I shouldn’t be surprise, I’m sure being a clone of a clone had some ill effects on them. My employers have considered termination, but that would be a waste of time, money, and resources…Plus, it’s not something I’m willing to do, so N1 just lives here.”

Kuno: “ I know it’s quite silly, but I do… speak with the stars quite a bit.

I just…. feel like someone is watching me from above…

Oh-! Speaking of stargazing – where did Eugene go…??”

“That creature is no ‘god.’ They are no more important to this universe than yourself. Do not believe for a moment they hold any sort of dominance or power over anyone. She does not deserve it.

This universe is fine the way it is, filled with brilliant souls seeking their life’s purpose. It falls to me to ensure they remain on that path.

Mai: "Basically; if you want something the guilds can't or won't handle done, don't want your own hands dirty, and money is no object? The Yamanes are who you go to. I couldn't stand the idea of doing that kind of work."

“We’re best friends forever!” Daisy giggles.

“As for the stuff we got…”

Daisy stares awkwardly at Saturn for a few moments, before turning back to the picnic basket.