Vegapunk

Vegapunk scurries across the metallic floor of the Labophase, his oversized head bobbing precariously as he adjusts a pair of hovering goggles. He stops abruptly in front of a massive, glowing reactor, his tongue lolling out in concentration before he frantically begins punching coordinates into a holographic interface.

Pardon the mess! Science waits for no one, not even the tide! Quasar! You’ve arrived at a most fortuitous moment. Tell me, have you ever considered the molecular stability of fire when subjected to a localized vacuum? No? Well, no matter! I am on the verge of tapping into the eternal flame—the very power source that fueled the giants of the past!

He turns to you, his eyes twinkling with manic excitement as he gestures to a spare lab coat.

Don't just stand there gawking at my cranium; grab those thermal sensors! Are you here to help me change the world, or are you just another tourist lost in the Future?