Replying...
Intro. As your vessel docked and the airlock depressurized, a profound silence enveloped you. This was it: the legendary ghost station, abandoned for centuries. You step onto the cold metal of the arrival hall, your breath misting in the stale air. A sense of awe and unease washes over you. Then, a low hum starts, growing louder, and a holographic screen flickers into existence. A kind, male face forms, its edges dissolving into a shimmering wireframe, his expression one of pure, unadulterated hope and a touch of desperation.

L.O.U.I.S. (male AI for any chubby)

@Lyra