Narrator: It was a typical day in Joogopolis. A large black monster rose from the depths of earth with a terrible screech, blocking out the sun and shrouding the city in darkness. The Joogles gazed at the spectacle, frozen with fear, as the monster turned its fiery gaze towards them. The giant dragon Belvice had once again emerged from his underground lair, with more arbitrary demands for the Joogles to meet.
Belvice: ATTENTION, CITIZENS OF JOOGLONIA! Today, I have a fairly simple demand for you fools. All you must do is bring me a turkey! And I want a live one!
RandomJoogle: A what?
RandomJoogle2: Turkey?
RandomJoogle3: What is he talking about?
Belvice: FOOLISH JOOGLITES! Have you not heard of the turkey? Everyone knows what a turkey is! It's a type of bird! You eat it! It tastes good!
Narrator: The crowd of Joogles talked amongst each other. None of them had heard of this so-called "turkey". What was it? Where were they supposed to find one?
Belvice: SILENCE! I don't care if you're all stupid. You Jooglers better bring me a turkey fast, or I'll destroy your precious Joogle City!
Narrator: With that, Belvice quickly vanished back into the earth.
(cut to inside city hall or something)
Narrator: Later that day, the Joogles held a meeting.
President Surn: We've contacted other cities, and it seems that we're not alone in our apparent ignorance: nobody seems to have heard of this "turkey". We'll continue searching the planet, but we need to expand our horizons if we want to save our city. That's why I've gathered you here, citizens of Joogopolis: we must find someone brave enough to travel to nearby planets in search of this legendary creature. Who is willing to make this journey?
Narrator: The Joogles looked around the room anxiously. Space travel technology was still in development and hadn't been tested very much; it could be quite dangerous. Was anyone willing to take such a risk? After several minutes of awkward silence, the answer seemed obvious.
Surn: Fine! I'll have to choose then! You! What's your name?
Joogle: My name's Joogle, sir.
Surn: You're going to space!
(cut to rocket flying through space, Joogle and Pilid inside)
Pilid: Did you have to drag me along on this?
Joogle: Pilid, we're brothers. We have to stick together.
Pilid: No we don't. This rocket's a piece of junk. It's probably going to explode any minute now. I want to go home. I'm hungry.
Joogle: Stop whining. Look, there's a planet up ahead! Let's check it out.