This guy is invading my personal space.

Have I got something on my ear?

Looks rainy out today. 100% chance of Ridley Scott, with a chance of HR Giger later on.

I can’t see his hands, but I fear they are blue and large…

The main plaza - the guy on the left is dancing, in that ‘Dad at a wedding, just using his elbows’ type of way. I’ll look up the command for that and see if we can get a Dance-off going…

This guy is waiting for the gun store to open.

They build them either tall or high around here…

Dammit, dropped my iPhone. Weeee…

There’s lots of identical looking people running around. The scenery does look very nice though…

Wandering around a bit now - can’t find any ‘chat’ keys (it’s F12 btw), which doesn’t seem very social. Let’s see inside the ‘Astro Armada’ for a quick peek - maybe a shop?

Ooh, fancy. A dealership!

I’ll take the employee discount, the chrome wheels and the underseal. I AM PREPARED TO WALK AWAY!

Apparently I can only afford this place. The expensive dealership didn’t follow me out the door.

Does it have to come in brown? I was thinking something bright green and less dystopian?

‘Where one’s junk is another’s treasure’. Sounds salacious. Hey, your identical twin brother works in a much nicer place btw.

Man, these levels are big. I know it’s just a front-end on some store/customization menus but it does nicely set the mood. Take note Elite:Dangerous

Game over man, game over…

Health & Safety Violation #1441 - I’ve got a report to type up!

Ok. Now we’re talking. Will just pop in for the one.

They don’t have Panda Shandy with Badger Beer! Maybe in the DLC.

It’s a DANCE OFF!

Getting competitive now…

Lol - the moves!

Enough dancing, let’s take the barman’s advice and get a job.

They could do with a house plant or something. It’s the little touches.

Beautiful view from the windows though…

‘Keep Calm, Carry One’. Off to get that gun…

The next module out in alpha(?) is the first person shooter one, called ‘Star Marine’. I guess these are assets from that.

Let’s see if the medical clinic takes ammo as currency…

Prognosis Negative.

They have plenty of machines that go ‘bing!’ but apparently no female nurses (so far just a male planet which explains the dystopian bit).