Space is big. Face it, there's no way around it. Space is so amazingly big that it dwarfs big by several infinity billion times (not a rational number, but then what is when we're talking about space?).
It is in fact so big that a number of things that happen in the farthest reaches of deep space take millions of billions of trillions of googolplexes of years to reach civilized space, and by that time the civilized space may be burnt out and destroyed by war, famine, and being a tryhard.
However this is not the case with Robloxian System, a rather large system around the megastar called Lan. Robloxia has been around for quite possibly a trillion years, and has changed and evolved smartly over this mind-boggling period of time. It has only suffered two major burnouts during its time in space. One was when the first large update was installed on Lan's molten moon. The other was the Grand Year 2010 RAT and FEAR war, where almost half the system was either invaded or passed over with a few megabombs.
The third burnout has been predicted many times within the last set of millenia, by many sages of questionable sanity. The last and most recent fortelling was from an Akmardtian priest, who had been detained in Robloxia's central prison for years, then died after making this said prediction.
The vastness of space wrapped around the planet Robloxia as it descended into its fiercest winter stage of the year. Everywhere from Tripfall to Mount Bloxxar was covered in ice and various forms of snow, hail, and ice storms.
There was a poof, and a small, cubical shape appeared out of nowhere right next to Robloxia. The birth of a new planet to be sure. However it was so insignificant that nobody took any heed of it.
Blue, writhing tendrils of atmosphere covered the planet in a mystic shroud. These tendrils suddenly came out of the atmosphere and latched onto Robloxia's atmosphere, just over the Plox ocean. The smaller planet swung itself towards Robloxia at a massive speed; however, when it seemed that the two would collide in a blasted mess, the planet swung sideways. It was putting itself in orbit around the larger planet.
The tendrils withdrew. The planet sat and brooded, and on the surface, life appeared.
Thus were Blocklanders born.
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Uuom, freelance zombie hunter, sat in a bar in the seediest part of New Robloxia with his two friends Choppa and Hydrow. They were all ordering the strongest drinks there were for a ludicrous price of twenty thousand tix each, and everyone waited for the small blue barman's head to explode with joy.
"We'll have..." Uuom looked at the menu. "We'll have the Clockwork. Eighty precent alcohol, right?"
"Right," the barman said. "Will you be dividing the drink into thirds or will you get two more?" The barman looked very, very hopeful. Prehaps, he thought, a windfall will come to me this day.
"I think we should get three more," Choppa grunted. "'Cos I need a share of the drinks, too, and so does the guy beside me." He nudged Hydrow.
The barman scuttled off behind the bar, to the mixing room where a couple of guys in hazmat suits stirred neon yellow, blue, and orange concoctions for the varied clientele.
Uuom drank the weak stuff he'd been given when he sat down, and spat it out back into his glass. It tasted of some foul sock. He picked up Choppa's drink and tried it while the man had his back turned watching the hoverbus go by the window. It burned his mouth and he quickly set it down. Then he picked up the drink Hydrow had gotten, and drank the entire thing in one go. He was impressed at the taste and feel of the drink. Where had Hydrow gotten that much drink sense?
The barman returned wearing a pair of thick red rubber mittens and carrying their drinks.
"Your drinks, sirs," he said with a cheeriness that could have lit a black hole bright as a sun.
Uuom sampled his drink.
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A few minutes later, when all the bar's occupants had been thoroughly evacuated, Uuom and Choppa staggered out with Hydrow trailing behind, apparently un-affected by the drink.
"Wow," Choppa slurred. "Did ya see when that one guy went POW and knocked that other guy into the mumble mumble mumble mumble mumble?"
"Yeah," Uuom slurred even more slurrily than Choppa. "Wow.. whassa time?"
"It's been a minute," Hydrow said levelly. "Great. Now I have to spend my pocket change getting you guys sobered up." He looked meaningfully at the bar, which was on fire. Uuom tried to look back at where Hydrow was looking meaningfully, looked in entirely the wrong direction, and crashed to the ground. He stood up woozily, trying to figure out with his cheese soup of a mind what he'd looked at that hit him like that.
When he saw it he was hit again by the rubber bullet and flipped over onto his side on the ground.
The guy with the cubical head, disembodied hands and feet, and small body seemed to be the source of the rubber bullet, so Uuom crawled over and placed a hand drunkenly on where he thought the thing's shoulder should be. He looked the thing right in the eyes, albeit unfocused.
The thing bravely looked back, with a sort of tiny smile on its face. Its eyes were black, pure black, not at all shiny like normal eyes, and rather large as well.
Hydrow tried to reason with the new arrival, who held the gun carefully to Uuom's head.
"Hey," he said politely. The arrival shot Hydrow in the gut, and he doubled over with the rubber bullet clattering to the ground and bouncing around a bit. It then returned to holding the gun carefully to Uuom's head. A shout of "POLICE! POLICE!" behind it made it turn, drop the gun, and run as fast as it could down onto a nearby freeway, where it dashed off at high speeds clinging to a hoverbus.
The policeman clattered to a halt at the sight of Hydrow clutching his stomach, Uuom doubled over wretching onto the pavement, and Choppa just lying on the ground to see how it would react. They gasped.
"This man is hurt," the policeman who shouted the original warning said of Hydrow. "We shall get him to the Hospital this instant, no arguing, men. Get moving. We need to make this man well."