You HAD to describe what a centaur was, didn’t you? I was trying to line up a good joke, clicked, read the blurb, and deflated. Instead I learned something new, there are centaurs in space!
centaurs in space!
I can imagine the '50s B-movie poster already.
Blonde woman in an astronaut suit (no helmet, obvs), beautiful face clearly shown expressing her awe, riding the back of a centaur and clutching his muscled human half as he’s trotting over a planet or moon.
Also, he’s aiming a bow with a laser arrow at a space monster.
(Jesus, did I just write an AI prompt? Also, half of that works for a centaur romance novel as well.)
I think you’ve got the makings of a retro pulp webcomic right there. :)
Tina Belcher would be proud.
Is it CHUDS, in space?
Whelp, it’s good to know somebody’s breathing out there.
I’m sure they detected some foul breath too.