Previous Roleplaying Sessions...

Stanley could hear voices, he started heavy breathing. Believing that he was the only person on the ship he was scared.
'Anyone home?' he asked but their was no response.
'Guh' said a voice
'I am sorry?' Stanley said aloud
'Gah' the voice was louder this time
'I am really sorry but all this has made me abit hard of hearing?' Stanley spoke calmy. Suddenly a zombie jumped out at Stanley. Stanley screamed as he shoved the zombie away. 'I am a black belt in karate' Stanley warned the zombie. Suprisingly considering it was brain dead the zombie chuckled at the fact that he was a black belt. This really angered Stanley, so he ran at it with all of his might and knocked it over and then with all his strength beat the hell out of the zombie. Stanley stood back up 'reminds me of one of my previous roleplaying sessions' he whispered to himself.
Then Stanley heard shouting it was coming from the drive room. Stanley hoped that he wasn't being fooled into some alien trickery. Stanley silently crept into the Drive Room. People were arguing, Stanley was chuffed that he hadn't entered a death trap.
The people turned around and saw Stanley 'hello I am Stanley Simms' everyone was shocked.