[ Good evening, Discedo, Miria has a present for you: she spent most of her day drawing a huge picture of a train-on the wall of her apartment, no less. (Isaac helped with the design, and he did give it its name.) The camera pans out shakily, and you'll be able to see the whole thing in a few seconds. 3-2-1- SPACETRAIN!
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BEHOLD THE INTERDIMENSIONAL SPACETRAIN THE GALACTIC PUPCAT )
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Yeah! Space!
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Do not think is possible here.
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Anything's possible!
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Train requires... track, da?
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The stars are the tracks in space!
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And what connects them? Something needs to connect them, da?
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The invisible constellation lines! [ DUHHHH. ]
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....
[He chuckles softly.]
Russia looks forward to seeing your attempts, da? Maybe you should add hydrogen tanks to it for extra speed! Speed needs to be fast to break atmosphere!
[And they'd promptly explode. Yeah, he's helpful.]
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Y-YOU'RE RUSSIA?! [ ignoring that last bit because AAAHHH COMMIE. ]
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Da? Oh, we have not officially met yet? Suppose there is first for everything.
Privet, little Ameriken. Look forward to seeing what becomes of your drawing, da?
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America said you're evil.
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[He will continue to smile pleasantly. HE FEEDS OFF FEAR, MIRIA. He's like a T-Rex with a pipe instead of sharp fangs.]
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You mean... communism?
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