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In-game bio
She looked out from her backyard. She saw him, tall with dark skin. He had a flashing ring on his finger and was yelling. Ford was known for flashiness and Alex knew he was here for her. She tried to talk to him as he ran past her, obviously paniced. He ran into her house and back out in under 20 seconds. "Hurry. Here's your towel. Now hold on." Suddenly a bright flash whisked through her and she opened her eyes in the stank and dirty hold on an Ore Mining Barge. She was confused. She didn't know what Ore was or why there was a mining barge. At that moment a squeel shot through the ship and Ford looked at her again. "Sorry, babe. At least we tried. You may want to expel the air in your lungs." Suddenly a whooshing sound filled her ears as she felt her body drug into the vacuum of space. Fortunately, at that exact second the Heart of Gold picked them up automatically at a probability of a number with 42 digits in it. And 42 happened to be the answer to exactly everything.