eh.. I don't like generic themes such as those, I prefer adventurous themes such as fantasy, desert, forest, ect.

could desert work?

I don't have any oc that'd work with that.

okay! I'mma pick my oc

I'll use these two beans! Morlas the Selfless (four armed winged thing) and Yemmiks (the little green floating robot over his shoulder)

*Morlas tread through the arid desert land he found himself stranded in. A harsh wind blew across the landscape kiking the golden sand up against the visor of his Ahamkhara Slayer's helmet. His ether supplies were running low, he wouldn't survive without it, much like humans can't survive with water. Yemmiks hovered near his well armored right shoulder near where his blade was sheathed on his back.*

kicking* aa)

*Morlas' shifted his head upward to stare up at Cinder, his pastel orange eyes glimmered against his near pitch black visor which hid his face well. He remained silent, unsure if this airborne creature was aggressive or friendly. He decided the best option was to observe before making a hypothesis of the creature's temperament.*

*Morlas was searching for shelter or sanctuary, and if he got lucky, a town. It was noticeable that his right wing was shredded pretty badly, it seemed Morlas was unable to take flight. Morlas didn't seem wary, oddly enough. He kept on going strong, for only be 5ft something, he still seemed to be a hardy little guy.*

*eventually, Morlas reached the markets, he seemed relieved.. till he realized no one sold ether, the life essence of all Eliksni, which he is by the way. He seemed incredibly stressed and he began to talk to Yemmiks in odd alien language that resembled a series of clicks, hisses, and growls. His tone sounded anxious, maybe even melancholy. He was screwed if he didn't find any ether, though, it was doubtful that anywhere on earth HAD ether. No one on earth would need it.*

*the tiny robot named Yemmiks responded in the same language, Morlas let out a sigh and sat down, running his hands through his naturally spiked up hair. He was upset. He knew he was doomed.* heh. *he chuckled uneasily as he began to speak english to himself.* Looks like I'm not gettin home.. *he sighed and gripped the decorative protrusions on his helmet.* well, we came a long way, ey Yemmiks..?

*Morlas took off his helmet and breathed in, he was an ugly little six eyed bug. He had almost a lizard jaw but the bottom lip was split at the end. He had rows of monstrous needle like teeth.*

*Morlas jumped a little, he was startled.* Yvenemiks esk! *he had said something in his native language.* oh.. hi.

Morlas: I'm a little angry because I lack a substance that is vital for my survival; ether.. no where on this planet is it found.

*Morlas pointed out into the desert.* my ship crashed here.. these humans chased out my kin and eradicated any of us unfortunate enough to not own space faring ships.. because we were different. My kind is nearly extinct because we were chased from earth.

*Morlas scoffed.* I saw that eye roll.. do you not believe my story?! *anger glowed in his already luminescent eyes.*

Morlas: hmm. And no, I don't need a ride.. I just need ether.