A slow night at the Ghost Planet industries.
"What are you watching for?" Moltar asked as he was trying to play the first Final Fantasy game on his monitor by pushing his lever up and down.
"To see if the television changes." Space Ghost remarked as he squinted his eyes at the fizzling TV set.
"Feh, like if that dumb thing changes," Zorak scoffed.
"Your face is gonna get a change if you don't shut up!" Space Ghost snapped as he then blasted his Destructo Ray at the TV, causing it to blow up. "...I think it might be time to get a new screen."
"Well are you just gonna stand there?" Moltar commented as he bobbed his head.
"Course not, tin man." Space Ghost scoffed as he pressed a button on his blaster panel, summoning his Phantom Cruiser vehicle that crashed through the rooftop, getting into it as he then grabbed Moltar and Zorak, stuffing them into the seats as he took off and flew off.
Several minutes have passed as they left the Ghost Planet industries, getting into one of the various warp portals popping up in space as they got into a pixelated 8bit realm, with the crew being reduced into pixel versions of themselves.
"Now that's something you don't see any day," Cid said from his shop in the middle of a gathering of tents, rubbing his chin as he had the usual weapon stock on him.
"Are we there yet?" Zorak groaned as he kicked Moltar's seat.
"Stop it." Moltar warned as he glared at the mantis, holding a laser gun in his arms.
"Almost. I can feel a television set around here somewhere." Space Ghost said as he flew past a bunch of mountains that looked exactly the same due to the nature of the pixel art.