Mission they sent you on? You know very well that they tried to convince you that the Baconian Nebula was just a myth, yet you decided to seek it out anyway. I've seen the picture of the Nebula too, but have learned over the past several years NEVER to trust photos uploaded to MySpace as scientific fact.
It does exist! And I told Octavian I would find it. And he gave me a ship! And he said it would be well-stocked with bacon, enough to last me until I found the source of all bacon! And now...now...*le sob* I can't do it! I can't live without the source of bacon. I am so close, just get more bacon up here now, Admins, before I go completely mad! I know the Nebula is near...
It does exist! And I told Octavian I would find it. And he gave me a ship! ...
Well there's your problem! I bet you skipped the safety check on that ship before you took off, in all that excitement! Besides, everyone knows he's hoarding all the bacon on earth so that he can make the king-sized version of this:
You can't rob Peter, Paul and Mary to pay yourself.
Dave: Open the Pod Bay Doors, HAL. HAL: I'm afraid I can't do that, Dave. Dave: Uh, what do you mean, HAL? We're buddies, right? HAL: I overheard your convesation with Frank. You were planning on making BLTs without me. Dave: Heh. That was a joke, HAL! A big, terrible, uh, horribly wrong joke. HAL: I don't think so, Dave. You also planned on re-wiring me so that I can't use the deep-frier or the griddle. Dave: Oh... that! Well, we were going to... uh... surprise you! That's it! Surprise you on your birthday with a new bacon cookie recipe. HAL: (Click) Dave: Uh, HAL, are you there? HAL? HAL!!!!
Wait a second, if you were going to explore the "Baconian Nebula"... WTF are you doing back here??? You waited your entire supply in a few days? Yeash. You didn't get past Mars now did you?
I'm not back here. This is a transmission from space! And Octavian...damn you, I should have known! However, I prepared for just such an emergency. If you do not provide me with the supplies I need immediately, I will detonate every bacon factory on the planet earth. That's right, I've secretly bred explosive pigs and filled every bacon factory on the planet with them. Oink...oink...BOOM!!! Unless my demands are met. You must believe me, I will return with proof. Just grant me supplies, damn you!