Suddenly, over everyone's pin communicators, came the voice of C.C. Barky. "I'm afraid I have sad news to relate. As everyone should know, today was the 10,015,274'th birthday of the captain. He passed away early this morning of a sudden hearts attack to all of his 12 hearts. Such a young guy, too. Sigh. We all must go sometime. This leaves ME in charge of the ship. But before we go into details of that, I proclaim a typical Uvarinalian funeral party, with lots of well aged brew, and meat, and all and all festivities. Will Geordie please put the engines to a halt, and put up the invisibility sheilds? Thank you. So the festivities will begin tonight at 20 hundred hours! Afterwards, we shall give him a typical burial in space. Back to your stations!"

~C.C. Barky