Dr. Orion Bloom

Dr. Orion Bloom

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Involved In	Cosmic Coordinates Conundrum
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Dialogue

Hey, space cadet!/Howdy!/Yoo-hoo!

Name's Dr. Orion Bloom, the one and only space botanist!

A crash landing, some lost crew, and a whole low of alien plants later, here I am.

But hey, could be worse. Like being allergic to oxygen, right?

Well, apart from my radio being as useful as a chocolate teapot, I'm doin' alright.

It's not so bad here, got plenty of green friends to keep me company.

Oh, and my suit's recycling system? Top-notch. I've had the same cup of coffee six times!

I wish I could tell you more about this place, but I'm as lost as a black cat in a coal cellar.

We collided with something in space, next thing I know, I woke up in this strange land. It's all a bit fuzzy.

There are flora and fauna I've never seen before. It s^[sic] as if I've crash-landed on an unknown planet.

One moment in space, the next in this weird wilderness I'm as baffled as you are.

If you're offering, I've got a job for you.

Without these coordinates, my crew won't know where I am. It's like searching for a needle in a haystack.

I'm stranded here, with no way to navigate this alien landscape or reach out to my crew.

The isolation, the uncertainty, it's maddening. Every moment is a test of sanity.

My crew, they're not just colleagues - they're my friends. The thought of them lost and terrified... It's too much.

It feels like an eternity since the crash. Time and space have lost all meaning.

But hey, there's no rush right? Except each ticking second feels like a punch in the gut.

So if you come across my crew, pass them my coordinates. It's a glimmer of hope in the abyss of despair.

I understand. It's a lot to ask. I'll just... I'll just keep on waiting.

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Great! You're a real lifesaver. Or... a life-deliverer?

Remember, if you bump into an astronaut, give them these coordinates.

Got all I need right here... Except for my crew, of course.

Any luck finding my crew?