Behind the moon, a large spaceship was double-parked. Aboard the Video Star, faceless goons and production staff shuffled about to get ready for the impending season of the Spandez Conquest Hour, while numerous aliens and monsters auditioned. One, a large mollusc with a muscular arms, was producing copious amounts of sticky goo, holding a number of combat goons in a headlock as it ranted for the camera.

"ORESAMA WA... SHIKAKU-SURRUGU! MUTEKI CHIKARI NO SURIMMU! ORESA-"

There was a beep as a shadowed figure in a production booth turned on the PA.

"Japan season over. Now need Engrish. Good power though. You hired."

As the slugman giggled at his acceptance, Spandez sighed. The season would be starting soon... but of COURSE someone else had to invade at the same time. This was so typical. He leaned back in his chair and started drinking his coffee. Badurong could have at least told him if there were other ships in the area. He did probably deserve it after that fiasco with Japan, though. He'd just have to get creative with the contestants' challenges this year. He'd already gotten five, counting... Assassin Slug. Maybe as the season went on he'd get more of the heavy-hitters he was accustomed to.