All Nosepicker really wants is to be accepted.
With warnings of treacherous spacewinds and heavy radiation, we set out for the Boston System. Specifically, the Winthrop Constellation, so that we could sit, and Nosepicker could, for the first time, sit there and have people talk to him. Our numbers were few, but the radiation held (for a time), and we accomplished just that. Space Pirates en route nearly flattened Masokist, a Civilian got rather defensive about "Mr Quackers" (her duck umbrella), military agents got agitated at a 7-11's refusal of their fuel-dumping request (they were shot in Iraq!), and Iscari0t gave a homeless man a sweatshirt he had lifted from the spaceways with his landing gear (because he's just that sort of dude).
BabyMaggot Chun-Chun was hosted by Iscari0t.