The Correctness: Personals:

The Correctness: Personals:

SWM seeks SF from space. Superheroes and Ninjas also welcome, or anyone who moves like a dancer in a slow motion hail of bullets/lasers. Ideally you are human, but if you are an alien in human form and would be willing to slum it with an earthling that would be good too.  Aliens particularly welcome if you were planning an invasion of earth, but fall in love with me because “you never thought you could feel this way before” and prevent the invasion force from destroying my backwater, meaningless planet. Perhaps you were confused and aroused by the sensations provided to you by your new carbon based form? Other aliens welcome:  Slave women from planets with nebulous/gaseous thought-entity overlords- I will be more than happy to tell you the answer to the eternal question “what is this thing called love?”.  Most non-humans from Original Series Star Trek welcome, but aliens from the rest of the Star Trek franchise are almost unanimously ugly.

Ideal first date is a life-threatening situation in which we become inextricably linked, and rely on each other like only two people fighting off the zombie apocalypse can- Non life threatening situations may cause you to second guess my attractiveness. Indian food an option.

My Likes: Rescuing the right lady from peril then being rescued back. Showing you the meaning of “this thing called love”. Not having my planet destroyed. Seducing you into a revolution against you nebulous/gaseous thought-entity overlords.  Skiing.

My Dislikes: Too much dairy. Becoming a zombie/alien. Overbearing parents, or thought-entities who turn out to be children themselves, and are taken away from our planet after toying with our mortality, explaining they “only wanted to play”. Being killed in my sleep.

Contact me here. No psychos, unless you have been altered by a government agency to become a killing machine, and are willing to go on an adventure to find and destroy your makers, or do couples therapy.  OK with dramatic scene in which you are about to murder me, and I have to talk you out of your cruel assassin mindset until you Put. Down. The. Gun.  Preferably only once, see dislikes above.

Author: RobbieRobTown

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