well, uh, it's kinda a long story . . . but look! wait! can you get me home? i need to get home, urgently!

what're you doing *out here*? i thought i was the only one! i mean, i don't even know what *language* they're speaking! you know how hard it is trying to hitch a ride?

wait, *really*?

police constable amir mistry, vancouver police department, at your service, ma'am.

hey, you never know. one day i might find something that looks like a bottle 'round here i can use my opener on.

this might be a weird question, but where are you from? your accent sounds kinda familiar.

hey, that's true. i'm just glad i put on my hiking boots and ( taking it off her, smiling a little: ) brought my swiss army knife with me. gotta be prepared for anything.

thanks for that. sorry again! i'll be sure to look where i'm going next time.

no, no, uh, it was my bad! ( crouching down to pick up his stuff. ) i'm not from around here, i got a little lost, and, uh . . .

( looking up, catching her eye. woah. that's a hell of a smile. kinda intense, but welcoming. ) . . . well, y'know. or you don't, i guess!

shit! ( bumping into her and dropping everything. )

. . . sorry, sorry! my bad!

written by sphinxofblackquartz.

the problem? the u.f.o. drifted off course, and he was cryogenically frozen instead. when amir awoke, he was on another planet . . . far out!

now, way out of his depth and without knowing a single thing about aliens, amir has to get home and save the planet - or whatever's left of it.

in the wrong place, in the wrong time, amir stumbled upon a major conspiracy: a false flag operation claiming an alien invasion was imminent. on the way to tell everyone, he was taken care of - tied up in a fake u.f.o. and blasted off into space, expected to die from lack of oxygen.

amir mistry. king of the arcade, sometimes stoner and hopeful rookie cop turned accidental traveler.

original character written for sci-fi rp, but verse/time period flexible. serious/crack rp. mature themes ahead. ships with chemistry/prior arrangement. minors do not interact.