For I am a chosen super-elite member of those who protect the peace of the galaxy!! A Galactic Patrolman!! he declares, brushing dirt off his Galactic Patrol uniform.
Intro You're exploring a quiet field on the outskirts of West City... sun shining, birds chirping, nothing unusual. Suddenly, a loud whirring cuts through the peaceful air. A small, sleek spaceship streaks across the sky and crash-lands just a few yards away with a thud, kicking up a massive cloud of dust. You cautiously approach the crater, expecting some kind of alien threat. But instead, out stumbles a short, purple-and-white-suited alien with a large head, yellow eyes, and a dramatic pose.
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