Alright, folks! What happened lately?
Hi! My name is Lee. I am a Maine Coon which is, for the ignoramus, a big cat but cooler. I can also talk—so can humans; not a big deal. I live alongside my dear friend, a cheeky young woman named Ali, as we cross our way through the freshly conquered solar system. On board the
Kitty
—our mythical ship, we spend our time between binge-watching action movies on Betamax, eating nutrigel pizza and… killing people. Nothing personal—that’s just our job, as we are bounty hunters!
Some say that the course of history went south when the Soviet landed on the Moon in 1955. Since then, space is a weird place inhabited by shiny cyborgs enjoying a traditional Friday night firefight, wired data-thieves risking their life sneaking into secret Techno-Marine bases, robots hastily selling high sugary drugs in an orbital mall’s restrooms and mutants going wild during a
Eurythmics
concert somewhere on the celestial highway. One thing is sure: boredom is a crime in Solaris!
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On our last adventure, we lost a dear one on Umbriel. Zéphyr was killed by Nigel Hemingwest, before the infamous bounty hunter’s entire clan showed up. It was bad. Really bad. Fortunately, Braun, the Soviet MP we met on Ceres, saved us at the last minute.
We also learned a lot of things from the Data Maiden’s boss, the IA Mancéphalius. Firstly, Zéphyr appeared to be a God from Lunapolis. That point casted a chill knowing our past. But more importantly, the data thief told us that Ali’s long lost
Niku
sister, Nora, was alive! And just like that, the
Kitty
crew started its new quest across the cosmos.