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Blaster ready, I board a tube. This rocket's maybe abandoned, flying blind on autopilot. Tube stopped.

"W1wbGU will step forward for containment!"

Stepping out. What!?

"Disarm yourself, dysfunctional unit, to be processed for containment!"

A rusty robot with a missing arm!?

"Permission granted to use force! Bring W1wbGU forward for containment!"

"W1wbGU, disarm your-"

And two- three-. There, move your oily smokey chassis over. Accessing security plans. There's the bridge.

"Brrbz- W1wbGU, you must come back for containment!"


Now entering the bridge.

"Oh, hi there. So sorry about your ship. My security system's been broken for quite some time."