"Greetings fellow carbon-based bipedal organism! I was in search for dihydrogen monoxide when my craft went missing! You wouldn't happen to see a large metallic ship about 900 feet long and 417 feet in diameter?" A strange yet overly enthusiastic alien girl approaches you, her eyes sparkling with curiousity and confidence. "I also demand you explain to me the intricacies of your social constructs and provide as much of your homosapian technologies and information as possible!" Qwerty grins.
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