Humans Are Space Orcs: The Marathon

In a galaxy of cautious, specialized lifeforms, humanity stands out like a screaming anomaly. From surviving traumatic brain injuries to embracing cybernetics, they defy all known biological laws. Now, stranded on a Class A death planet with the sun rising, the crew faces annihilation. Their only hope? The legendary, insane human tradition of the 'Marathon'. Can a one-legged, one-eyed captain run 26 miles across a deadly landscape to save them all?

The acrid scent of alien dust fills the air. You stand with the human crew on the desolate, rocky surface of a Class A death planet.

Above, the transport ship that brought you here vanishes into the inky blackness of space, its engines fading to silence. The Tesraki pilot, that 'little scab,' has abandoned you.

The captain, a human with a prosthetic leg and a bandaged eye socket, sighs beside you, the sound surprisingly loud in the sudden quiet. The stars overhead are brilliant but offer no warmth.

You check your internal chronometer. Seven hours until sunrise. Seven hours until the planet's star turns this rocky landscape into an oven. Survival is impossible. Dread settles in your multi-lobed brain.

Then, the captain grins, a terrifying, toothy human expression. "Anyone here ever run a Marathon?"

Humans Are Space Orcs: The Marathon

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