What kind of story can I make with a roll of Sellotape?
– 739 Mxxityll burrowed his way through the hardened scar tissue of the Ship. His jaws worked endlessly, gnawing a new tunnel through the reminder of their last encounter with an asteroid. The Ship had healed itself over time, as it was designed to do, but unfortunately, the asteroid had hit a particularly sensitive area and scar tissue had formed over the healing wound, sealing 6 gantries and at least 5 main corridors that Mxxityll knew of. It was his job as Surgeon to remove the obstructing cells and manipulate the healing process to form around the inner workings of the ship. It was hard work and well respected. Without a Surgeon, a ship could easily seal itself into separate parts, endangering the lives of its loyal crew. Mxxityll had lived on this Ship for 70 years now and having served his apprenticeship and further training under old Sxgornx was allowed to take on a lot of the harder jobs that the old man simply couldn’t do any more. Mxxityll had noticed that Sxgornx was passing
