Aside from being completely stoked that he's on a spaceship (because come on, SPACESHIP!), Rashid's cool with just about any assignment he's given. This one's... weird, even for him.
Once he's handed the proper equipment, it's time for him to get down to business! Rashid starts by finding a couple of the little guys and following them to a few cocoons, and one really big packler. "Yuck... which bad sci-fi movie did these things come from?" He runs towards it and nails it with a flying kick.
These things don't stand a chance against the Turbulent Wind!
Of course it didn't stay that way as a few more began to approach...
What's Yours is Mine
What the hell happened to his clothes? Rashid stood there, looking at the uniform. It was two sizes too big and an unflattering color. But he wasn't about to go out there completely naked. Maybe he'd find someone who was willing to trade. Maybe. Hopefully. PLEASE.
He put the giant uniform on, and in his opinion, he looked like an eight-year-old trying to wear his dad's clothes. At least his beard was still in magnificent condition.
Rashid stepped outside, keeping his eyes open for anyone with the same uniform but more his size.
Choose Your Own Adventure!
Maybe hit him up while he's wandering around the ship and being utterly fascinated by everything ever.
Rashid | Street Fighter | OTA
Aside from being completely stoked that he's on a spaceship (because come on, SPACESHIP!), Rashid's cool with just about any assignment he's given. This one's... weird, even for him.
Once he's handed the proper equipment, it's time for him to get down to business! Rashid starts by finding a couple of the little guys and following them to a few cocoons, and one really big packler. "Yuck... which bad sci-fi movie did these things come from?" He runs towards it and nails it with a flying kick.
These things don't stand a chance against the Turbulent Wind!
Of course it didn't stay that way as a few more began to approach...
What's Yours is Mine
What the hell happened to his clothes? Rashid stood there, looking at the uniform. It was two sizes too big and an unflattering color. But he wasn't about to go out there completely naked. Maybe he'd find someone who was willing to trade. Maybe. Hopefully. PLEASE.
He put the giant uniform on, and in his opinion, he looked like an eight-year-old trying to wear his dad's clothes. At least his beard was still in magnificent condition.
Rashid stepped outside, keeping his eyes open for anyone with the same uniform but more his size.
Choose Your Own Adventure!
Maybe hit him up while he's wandering around the ship and being utterly fascinated by everything ever.