You have intercepted a transmission from aboard the Falcon X-Zero ... The audio signal is garbled but shortwave comes in as .... "DAB ... https://discord.gg/6PSGGFy5P8" *fsss* there is static in between transmissions as a white light begins to encircle you "Your average rabboid ...." *shhhk* "devilery bo......" *shh* "send snacks!" "to https://discord.gg/6PSGGFy5P8"
2025 Distress Signal Received
https://discord.gg/6PSGGFy5P8
A hologram flickers in front of you
A rabbitesque creature comes into view
Hello..? Hello! This is Dabbit can you hear me? Look upon my face; this is my serious face. I can't stop playing with my flamethrower and basically... we need more hands on deck to put out all of these fires that mysteriously keep appearing. Completely unrelated. My flamethrower is completely safe. See?
Dabbit points the flame thrower at his face and pulls the trigger, there is a crackle then an explosion and the transmission dies
https://discord.gg/6PSGGFy5P8
Data Entry Log Archive
Come check out the crew
Tinmaster - Wayward Undead Detective ....................Hardcore Spicy AAA Gamer
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Dabbit(me) - Estranged Rabboid Pyro
................ Adaptable Indy/Retro Junky
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Blubberton - Chilled Ex-Admiral
...................... Surfing the Cosmic Curl
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and more~!
Under intergalactic law our ship can legally house 7.100 individuals... although none have lived long enou.... I mean we've never had to worry about reaching capacity before ^_^'
Come review our hijinks here.
https://www.youtube.com/@FalconX-Zero
Overdue Introduction
Heyoo! I'm a ❒︎❖︎-year-old Rabboid from Fossortune (Foss-sort-una). Life’s looking up, but my past haunts me. At ❒︎, my burrow was hit by a brutal Ground Eagle and Rock Cobra attack. A cave-in left me, the only young one, to escape via pod. If we don't go off world before a certain age we cant adapt! The ❖︎●︎-year journey was rough, with tons of collisions—scary stuff! I crash-landed on Terra Minor D25, I mean Earth, hunted by humans (my kind’s chased galaxy-wide). A Harpyman, Dab Eagle, saved me. He’s with your secret Earth gov! I learned Earth ways (sorta) and fell for dabbing. Now, I work for D. Eagle’s covert delivery service (hidden even from ya gov), drifting space, heating things up, and I can’t feel my face! But yo, all that trauma? It hits hard. I can zone out, get tunnel vision, panic, or rage out—my head’s a whirlwind sometimes. Still, it’s all love in my core! I’m just a Rabboid tryna vibe, spread dabs, and keep it 100 while drifting w DEEPco
Snack Fund
Coming Soon
Mission: Set up 3D virtual interaction with crewmates, passengers, and stowaways.
Goal: Get skrill for munchies, medicine, and making (games, animations, memes, and merch)
HOW CAN I HELP?
Do you know coding? Do you know animation? Do you want to be apart of the crew? Are you a mercenary and trying to make some guap?
WELL HERE IS THE BOUNTY!
Crewmate ; Tinmaster #45
Tinmaster45 also known as Experiment A31109! He's a pretty cool dude! I don't know much about his past other than he was once a detective. I know he's the 31109th experiment to come out of your gov's secret organization called Comp. Oikos and the 45th in experiments with incorporeal resurrections..
Ok maybe I know more than I let on but I only know what Tinmaster has told me
As far as I can tell
He's the best gamer on the ship that I know of unless you think you have the grit.
Oh yeah and he drinks more than his weight in milk everyday. Says it helps him go tangible.