What Happens Next?

Missiles don't target jellyfish, and jellyfish slide off missiles.
 
This was called ggganz land.
 
On the space hamster research facility, located in a drifting asteroid that was once part of Mars...

"ggganz is a strange name, dont you think?" Said Vermillion Mephisto Excelsior XVII, commander of the Space Hamsters.

"Dangers to our country! Terrorist killers!" Replied George W Bush, who had been cloned 100,000 times over. As it was feared humanity might die out, a president of the USA had been chosen as a logical template from which to get the best of humanity.
 
Back on Earth, Master Chief was hungry.
 
And some grunt chops. He also nearly ate Arbiter, until he reminded Master Chief not to with an energy sword lunge.
 
Hey, I'M the Master Chief here...

Anyway...The Master Chief decided to go pwn ggganz land. So he...
 
pulled out his battle rifle and shot some jellyfish instead.
 
Which turned out to be ggganz's jellyfish concubine.
 
I am drunk!
 
to stop.

Master Chief was now eating jellyfish. He and his badly stung mouth were trudging over to the doctor's office.
 
He filled his mouth with biofoam to ease the sting. Only problem is now he can't talk all too well.
 
Thus, having prescribed a remedy, the Doctor went to enjoy a glass of wine.
 
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