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[The face that appears on the video screen is most definitely not human. It's blue, for one, and has more antennae than humans tend to. On the plus side, the being whose face it is also happens to be more polite than most humans.]

Greetings, denizens of Earth. I recently arrived in this place and time, for...some reason.

[Because of mad scientists, probably. Though his greeters at least appeared sane.]

My name is Croach the Tracker. I am from G'loot Proktaw. [Added a moment later, to his chagrin:] Which you would designate Mars.

I have already spoken with multiple residents of this planet to learn more about this place and time. Although it is unlikely any of you have access to a time portal and I do not detect a spaceship powerful enough to take me home within this region, I would owe a great onus to anyone who could assist me should I be mistaken.

In return, I can offer my tracking skills. I also have a great deal of experience fighting robot outlaws should you have need in this area.

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Consumption of one's broodmates is a natural part of the lifecycle. All native denizens of G'loot Proktaw go through this stage.

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Like in that cartoon? The one with the lion. I always quite liked that one.

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I not know this cartoon you speak of.

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Oh, that's right. I imagine ya wouldn't, bein' from Mars. Do you have telly at all there?

Sorry, mate. Here I am askin' ya all these questions and I ain't even introduced meself. I'm Tom.