Rargh! i'm a big scary robot with claws

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The craft soared out of the bay and headed for one of the space stations
"Uhh... Dude, you're going the wrong smegging way..." Timmy screamed, the radio signal distorting in Canazza's helmet giving him more than a little bit of feedback.
"Your controls are a little unresponsive,"  The now mortally terrified Canazza said, Holding the now detached joystick to the now mortally terrified Timmy.
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Meanwhile, Aboard the space station...
The command centre was bustling with activity, alarms were going off everywhere, red alert bulbs were flashing and the captain of the station sat in his immensely comfortable chair in the middle of the whole mess drinking alcohol out of a coconut.
"Captain" said a young ensign stationed at the scanner, "there appears to be another missile heading from the first ship sir"
"Can we latch onto it?" he said, sipping his martini
"I believe so," the ensign turned to his station.
"Do it"
Meanwhile, aboard the hastily built escape pod...
"TIMMY YOU SMEGGER! I'M GOING TO SMEGGING KILL YOU"
"Not if that thing kills us first you won't" He said, pointing to a rather large pincer that emerged from the station and was heading straight for them.
The pincer clamped down, narrowly missing Canazza's Environment Suit, grabbing the harness and began dragging them towards the landing bay of the station.
As the doors opened Canazza could see several armed guards awaiting their arrival along side several engineering types with tool kits.
As soon as they touched down, the guards advanced and pointed their weapons at Canazza's head.
"We thought this was a missile" Said one of the guards, "it's just an escape pod"
The engineers looked dismayed, turned around and began trundling off towards the door.
Canazza unfastened the harness and fell backwards onto the floor, the guards advanced closer, two of them lifted him up by his armpits while the others pointed their weapons at him and Timmy.
"Do you have anything to say for yourselves?" Asked one of the guards.
"Umm.." Canazza tried to think of a really witty line, something so witty it would completely knock the guards socks off long enough for him to make his escape, something so witty that it'd have them rolling on the ground in laughter, but all he came up with was "Take me to your leader?"
"Fine," the two guards frog marched him out of the landing bay and towards the command centre.
The captain of the station looked at the figure that was brought before him and stared at his reflection in the visor.
"Who are you," he boomed from his high throne, "and why have you come here"
"I am a Space Corps Ensign, I am here because my inept droid forgot to properly secure the controls of our escape pod" he looked down at Timmy, and although Timmy couldn't see through the visor, he knew Canazza was scowling at him.
"Space corps? You must be kidding me, that's been dead for centuries." The Captain was curious, "Remove his helmet"
The guards that surrounded him yanked off Canazza's helmet, the guards gasped. It couldn't be...
"Sir" said one of the guards, "he looks like you"
"What?!" said the Captain, who did indeed look like Canazza. He lowered himself down to the same level as them and looked, "Why he does look like me, What were your orders? Infiltrate the station, impersonate me? Bring us down from within?"
Canazza already knew that this was obviously him from this universe and promptly gave that explanation to his double.
"Poppycock," he waved his hands, "Throw them to Timmy"
Timmy looked up, "Hey, what the heck are you on about, I'm Timmy"
"Timmy is my experimental machine of Death, you will be his first test."
"Oh smeggy pudding"
Name: Dave Canazza
Status: erk