Bean THe Space Pirate reputation

OUr reputation precedes US. Whispers echo in cosmic cantinas: “Beware the Space Pirate! Their cargo holds overflow. With teasure.” Traders barter with trembling hands, offering star charts and warp drive schematics for a taste of my exotic harvest.

And the pirates? Oh, the pirates! They’re no match for Bean’s cunning. When the Black Buccaneer swoops in, cannons blazing, Bean counters with a volley of Photon beams. The pirate ship shudders, its hull splintering like overripe melons. I grin, knowing that victory tastes sweeter than wine.