It is with great misfortune and dismay that we interrupt this broad class to inform you that the release of Voyage to the Star Season 3 is imminent.

In this season, the Voyages must contend with some of the most painful and deeply personal struggles they have faced.

Earth has been destroyed and for some reason this upsets them, and so the crew are off to save the galaxy by gathering the parts of the something to defeat the nothing.

The first slugs.

Not my favorite animal, the slug, I hate him. They're gross, they're slimy, and they just ruin my day when I see him out there in the morning and I want to just step on him.

I hate him.

And they got sticks for hands!

That one's like a mushroom!

Most slugs don't have sticks for hands, but these ones do.

I know we're just doing a power walk away from these penis slugs, but...

They just keep up the pace, they can't catch us.

Sorry and stew will encounter the several struggles of a budding romance between human and robot.

Disagreements about maintenance procedure.

We are this two beings who care about one another.

It's imperative that we tell one another when we feel that perhaps we're not taking care of our decaying, sad, decrepit, part robot body that's probably just going to collapse into some sort of silicon dust.

To make matters worse, a certain robot deceased called Dr. Carl will take a shine to sorry circuit boards and send stew packing.

I want to do a full diagnostic purge and just kind of like those little maintenance things.

I might need the evening if that's okay.

Great!

Sorry, why don't you hit me up when you're done with this Dr. Carl guy and...

When I'm done with C?

Yes, well you can call me Dr and you can call me C.

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