They’re alien. They’re foodies.
They’re stuck.Meet the Lom
The Lom are from planet Lom.
They speak Lom.
They travel from planet to planet
to sample the most delicious
our galaxy has to offer.
Their ship broke down.
Now they’re stranded on Earth.
These are their stories.
Captain Lomtrophix Fintarkon Sponduline Lorrmin is a seasoned skipper and the commander of the Quar’Lomaq. S/he got drawn into helming interstellar foodie cruises as a quiet change of pace from more rigorous missions of exploration. S/he’s seen it all and tasted most of it. She sails the solar winds with aplomb, but she also has a tendency to get a bit wrapped up in her music during the interstellar parts of the trip, so it’s not impossible that s/he missed some warning lights. (S/he’s working on a space shanty about Earth.)
Mission Scientist Lomskarnelia Neuplasiork MuoLLLomax JimMaria (S/he changed her first name to JimMaria here on Earth. S/he’s gone a bit native, but the Lom have a different concept of gender, so s/he doubled up.) As much as his training in exo-anthropology tells him to keep a critical distance from the civilizations s/he encounters, JimMaria is the true and passionate tourist of the group. Forget being a dispassionate observer. If the natives are dancing, you’d be a fool to stand off to the side. And JimMaria has taken a particular shine to humans. Crazy little fleshbags with their bicameral hearts giving them such unusual music and such interesting capillaries! S/he’s also working on her human curses, but it’s flarking difficult, dangrabbits!More about JimMaria
Chief Taste Recorder Lomgarlen Flertumpov Miltonark Hmph is perhaps the lomliest of all Lom. S/he lives for new sensory experiences. S/he can’t get enough! Novelty trumps all! There isn’t a food s/he won’t try, a sound s/he won’t sample, nor a frozen flagpole s/he won’t engulf. S/he’s a bit less circumspect than the others. For this, s/he bears the scars of many missions hunting down the most interesting and scrumptious radiation signatures in the cosmos. That is to say, s/he bears no scars whatsoever. The Lom have skin composed of ferromagnetic liquid. You can’t cut liquid, and liquid cuts don’t scar. But make no mistake, Hmph has been through a lot. Solar eruptions, the passive-aggressive waterfalls of Rigel VII, the transdimensional stomachs of a Thalosian space cow… and yet, the only thing that ever scared s/him was Terran microwave popcorn. Exploding food. It just doesn’t seem right. S/he did still eat it, of course.More about Miltonark