Ergebnis für "Mars" in Humor

Wenn man in Fill City 1 lebt und schuftet, gewöhnt man sich an den Gestank. Wir nennen ihn den Ewigen Mief. Aber hin und wieder, wenn an einem Frühlingstag eine Brise weht, verzieht er sich ein wenig und wir erinnern uns daran, dass es da draußen noch etwas anderes gibt. Die meisten Filler träumen allerhöchstens davon, die Mauern zu überwinden und auf dem Festland zu leben. Aber mein Traum? Der ist ein bisschen größer. Ich fliege zum Mars.

Living and slaving in Fill City One, you get used to the smell. We call it the Everpresent Stink. But every once in a while, on a spring day with a breeze, it clears away enough to remind us that there is something more out there. Most Fillers' wildest dreams would be just to get past the walls and live in the mainland. But my dream? It’s a little bigger. I’m going to Mars.

Come on in and enjoy the Mare Inebrium. We have a large facility and are sure we have something that will meet your needs and exceed your expectations. In the top floor of our building we have a very fancy restaurant with lovely views of the city spreading out into the far distance. The floors above the main bar contain various restaurants, shops, meeting rooms, and we even offer hotel rooms for the discriminating traveler. Our main bar is quite large, with room for several hundred patrons at once.

In a satirical, high-octane future, humanity’s first mission to colonize Mars is sabotaged by the very forces that launched it: corporate greed, political stupidity, rebellious robots, and influencer warfare. What begins as a sleek launch countdown quickly spirals into an interstellar comedy of errors.

For the six lucky scientists selected by the Destination Mars! corporation, a one-way ticket to Mars - in exchange for a lifetime of research - was an absolute no-brainer. The incredible opportunity was clearly worth even the most absurdly tedious screening process. Perhaps worth following the strange protocols in a nonsensical handbook written by an eccentric billionaire. Possibly even worth their constant surveillance, the video of which is carefully edited into a ratings-bonanza back on Earth. But it turns out that after a while, even scientists can get bored of science.

Doug Dawkins lives to debunk conspiracy theories, especially crackpot claims of aliens. So when his dead dad FaceTimes him (giving him crazy money and orders to cover up the truth of extraterrestrial existence), Doug is sure this is a hacker's scam and reports it to the NSA. Then government security servers melt down. NSA agents become convinced Doug and his wife are dangerous spies. But Doug is sure he'd never kill anyone or believe aliens exist. Could he be half right?