The Pop Shop

These people are . It's that simple. I really do need to work on my medicat...er..um.. meditation.. or something.

It's Monday, and I have to batch on 2nd shift. Ok. No Probllem. If these idiots would just get organized, we could have an easy time of it. Oh well... back to work.

Well, here goes. This is your character. Oddly enough, his name is Espo. Until we get other authors, let me know which characters you would like in use, control, and of course, which characters we need to invent.

Q's: Where are the aliens from?
: What do they call themselves?
: How did they get here?
: Do they have any enemies?
: Who do they sell/trade the pop to?
: Who are they working for, if anyone?

I would like to keep this on an intelligent humor side, nothing stoopid.

Log in, setup your name [Espo] and your password.

Espo and his crew were hard at work in the Pop Shop, when some visitors from out of town showed up. It seems that these visitors had decided to save time, and money by going directly to the source. Cutting out the middle man, so to speak. The problem was that the middle man was the Federal government, and the fact that Espo, and his team really didn't want to leave the planet.