"Captain's log," a somewhat geeky voice echos in the Captains living quarters. "Star date 0011891. We finally did it. Our club, The Federative Chess Champions, has taken to the stars! After being accepted onto "The Dice is Right" game show, we won our faithful ship..." Captain Kird stops for a moment to reflect on last week.

 "The Federative Chess Champions! Come on down!!" a loud voice yells. "Your the next contestants on 'The Dice is Right'!" Four scrawney men, barely in their 20's, awkwardly make their way down to the podium on the centre of the brightly lit stage. "Kird Smallfry!" the smooth talking, smartly dressed host entered the stage, "you're team captain!" Kird, with his red hair and large glasses smiled all-knowingly. Beside him sat Felix Dotcom, a med student at Federative Hospital, Splok Gateway, an Astronomer and Matt Holden, an engineer at 'Honissord Budget Automotives".

 "To win this game, you must guess what number will land face side up on this dice!" the host says, 30 minutes into the game show. "This is what you're playing for!" a large door opens up and reveals a large, shiny spaceship. "14 decks and a 3500 model Wark Engine, the 40022-i Inter-galactic Flyacon Space Carrier. From our sponsors at Honissord Budget Motors!" the host quickly adds, fast enough for no one to understand him, "this vehicle may not be safe to use." The team were in awe, but deep down they all knew that no-one ever won this show. Kird stood up and said, "We choose the Number Six!"

 The host rolls the dice and, oddly enough, the number six rolls up. "UNBELIEVABLE!! YOU'VE WON THE MAJOR PRIZE! The FIRST team this year!"

 "...Although, getting it registered was another story.." Kird continues talking into his voice log.

 "We, the Judges of the Federative Motor Registerative Comittee in the year 4526, hereby declare that the vehicle 40022-i Inter-galactic Flyacon Space Carrier, as owned by the Federative Chess Champions, is indeed fly worthy, although totally unsafe for anyone to live, work, or otherwise cargo within the ship. Approval for maintance is granted, and until you have the vehicle re-registered, it bares the classification of T.U.S. Totally UnSafe."

"..But, we applied some new paint, named her 'Winaprize' after the means of which obtained her, and set off to explore the universe." As he finished, a loud buzzing sound echoed over the ship. The red light above Kird's door started to flash. "Captain to the bridge!" Kird yelled as he pressed the intercom button next to his door, "What's going on?!"
"Man...you gotta see this..." the voice of Splok answered.
"...Call me sir..." Kird said, awkwardly.
"...Why?" an equally awkward answer replied.

 After a short, but well-worth argument, Kird rushed to the bridge to see a small 'bleep' on the shoddy radar system. "What do we do?!" panicked Felix, who was sitting in the communications and weapons area.
"..Scan it!" Captain Kird ordered. "Yes....sir!" Felix slowly said, looking at all the flashing buttons before him. He pressed a random button, hoping that the worst that could happen would be nothing at all. A loud bang erupted, and then silence.

"Splok, lower the shades!" Kird said, and Splok pressed a button that allowed them to see what was outside. A black ship, three times bigger than theirs was billowing smoke, its lights were out.
"Uh..hail them?" Was his next order. Felix shrugged a pressed the button labeled 'Hail', and spoke into the microphone, "...Hello?" "Please! We're in need of aid!" came a female voice. "We ran into the Lizardos, and they attacked! Please don't fire again! We're not hostile!" Kird and Splok glared at Felix, who looked embarrassed to be talking to a woman.
"Matty, beam over the lifesigns on that other ship." Kird said into the intercom to Matt, who was on the Engineering deck, trying to sticky-tape two wires together. "Uh..okay!" Matt replied and raced over to the demodulation telepormative area.

Matt seemed to know what he was doing, and eventually locked onto the life signs, and pressed the big red button. A large glowing light of red particles appeared infront of him, and in a matter of moments, 27 large breasted, purple haired, pointed eared alien women were standing there, looking scared. Three of the women stepped forward, and spoke to Matt, who's glasses were fogged up. "I am 14 of 21." said the leader. "This is 4 of 12, Communications, and 33 of 42, Inter-planetary Science." she said, gesturing to the others.

Later, everyone was sitting in the mess hall, eating dinner. "We are the Torg. The Lizardos are our people's enemy." Said 14 of 21. "They are planning to use a giant weapon to destroy our planet! We're on a mission to stop them. But, they found us and disabled our ship. Please, can we not stay here? will you help us?"
"Sure!" Kird, who was obviously trying to impress the aliens said. "we have a large ship and a small crew! Please stay, make yourselves at home and you can help us too!"
Felix stood up and adjusted his suspenders, "I'm Felix, the doctor. I would like to examine everyone thoroughly!"

"Captain's log, star date 0011893. Felix is happily examining the women. 14 of 21 was assigned co-Captain, 4 of 12 is helping out with communications and 33 of 42 is studying everything she can find! Our crew is starting to look like a real team. Matt is happy with some women helping out in engineering, they're all so smart."

Join the T.U.S Winaprize next time as the crew continue to explore the entire universe!

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