Catplayz A taxi cab zooms out through a nebula, and out comes Jamoke D. Sanderson. He is blasting his favorite song on the radio, and narrowly misses @Tson's hospital. A worker on one of the docking ports waves angrily at him, but Jamoke "can't hear him." Sure Jamoke. Sure. Finally, he arrives near his laboratory, and drifts into his docking area.
Jamoke: Yo homes, I was told to be here? Hello? Hello? Where in the galaxy is everyone?
A small robot zooms out through a little hatch through the docking bay's airlock. It has one eye, two small arms with three opposable fingers, and is about the size of a greyhound. It rolls on its one omni-directional wheel, but very clumsily, knocking over a few boxes here and there full of assorted items.
Robot: Ah, yes hello, I am 2-B, and I was assigned to be your partner.
Jamie: Partner? All I was told is that this science thing's going on and @the_guy545 told you guys to ask me to come here, which I did. No one told me I had a partner, yo.
2-B: Well, now you know. Here, I'll lead you over to your office. You'll also have to decontaminate yourself, go through our briefing, meet- WOAH!
2-B falls over the items he knocked down earlier. Jamoke quietly slips past him, and goes to explore the laboratory himself.
Jamoke: He was boring anyways, homes.