Yes, I'm writing a KH13 story. Yes, this is space related. Everybody I think should appear in the story, will appear in the story. If you aren't in here, sucks for you :D :D
Introduction
2074. Earth has been deemed unlivable due to the constant meteor showers that have left dents in various areas. The people of Mother Earth have migrated into space, the only other place to go. Scientists have created technology to allow humans to settle on planets that normally would be harmful to live on, such as Mars and Venus. People, taking their culture with them, have spread across the solar system. Life seems to be peaceful, but it is far from it. It's pretty hard for governments to control what happens in the entire solar systems. Crime rates are at 75% percent. There isn't a town or planet you can go into and think that you'll be safe. That's why the government has enlisted the help of bounty hunters. They catch the criminals, and they get money for it. Seems simple right? Well, you've got a lot to learn if you think this job is an easy one.
Chapter 1: The Man from Austria
"It's 7 o'clock man."
"Your point?"
"You think he'll be here this early?"
"Everybody likes a big breakfast in the mornin'"
"But this is a cafe, he might be across the street at Denny's or sumthin...."
"We'll wait and see, Death. Just keep lookin' out that there window."
Death rolled his eyes and took a sip of his whiskey. He wasn't in the mood for arguing, especially since it was so early in the morning. He just wanted to catch the bounty and get home.
"What's his name, anyways?"
His partner, who was sitting directly across from him in the empty cafe, pulled out a device from his back and tapped a few buttons. A miniature hologram of a man emitted from the screen, along with various facts and details about him.
"B. Cook. Also known as the Koala Kid. Running a drug business downtown."
"Why the hell is he called the Koala Kid?"
"Word is his family was from a place full of koalas before the migration. Forgot what the got damn place was called. Austria or sumthin."
"You forget everything, Justin."
Justin took the toothpick from his mouth and tossed it onto the floor. A waitress that walked by gave him a weird look before turning into the kitchen.
"I don't forget everything now, Death. Just something things here and there. And I told you not to call me Justin."
Death smirked.
"Oh yeah, I'm supposed to call you 'SK3' when we're out and about huh. What the hell does that mean anyways?"
SK3 pulled his sunglasses out of his black dress shirt pocket and looked out the window.
"I gained that name a long time ago. I'd rather forget what it means."
Death grunted and looked out the window as well. He spotted a funny looking man wearing a tuxedo and a top hat walk into the Denny's across the street.
"That's a funny lookin' fella", he commented.
SK3 didn't respond, but instead got up and pulled his silver Desert Eagle out of his pocket and headed towards the door.
Yes, I'm writing a KH13 story. Yes, this is space related. Everybody I think should appear in the story, will appear in the story. If you aren't in here, sucks for you
:D 
:D
Introduction
2074. Earth has been deemed unlivable due to the constant meteor showers that have left dents in various areas. The people of Mother Earth have migrated into space, the only other place to go. Scientists have created technology to allow humans to settle on planets that normally would be harmful to live on, such as Mars and Venus. People, taking their culture with them, have spread across the solar system. Life seems to be peaceful, but it is far from it. It's pretty hard for governments to control what happens in the entire solar systems. Crime rates are at 75% percent. There isn't a town or planet you can go into and think that you'll be safe. That's why the government has enlisted the help of bounty hunters. They catch the criminals, and they get money for it. Seems simple right? Well, you've got a lot to learn if you think this job is an easy one.
Chapter 1: The Man from Austria
"It's 7 o'clock man."
"Your point?"
"You think he'll be here this early?"
"Everybody likes a big breakfast in the mornin'"
"But this is a cafe, he might be across the street at Denny's or sumthin...."
"We'll wait and see, Death. Just keep lookin' out that there window."
Death rolled his eyes and took a sip of his whiskey. He wasn't in the mood for arguing, especially since it was so early in the morning. He just wanted to catch the bounty and get home.
"What's his name, anyways?"
His partner, who was sitting directly across from him in the empty cafe, pulled out a device from his back and tapped a few buttons. A miniature hologram of a man emitted from the screen, along with various facts and details about him.
"B. Cook. Also known as the Koala Kid. Running a drug business downtown."
"Why the hell is he called the Koala Kid?"
"Word is his family was from a place full of koalas before the migration. Forgot what the got damn place was called. Austria or sumthin."
"You forget everything, Justin."
Justin took the toothpick from his mouth and tossed it onto the floor. A waitress that walked by gave him a weird look before turning into the kitchen.
"I don't forget everything now, Death. Just something things here and there. And I told you not to call me Justin."
Death smirked.
"Oh yeah, I'm supposed to call you 'SK3' when we're out and about huh. What the hell does that mean anyways?"
SK3 pulled his sunglasses out of his black dress shirt pocket and looked out the window.
"I gained that name a long time ago. I'd rather forget what it means."
Death grunted and looked out the window as well. He spotted a funny looking man wearing a tuxedo and a top hat walk into the Denny's across the street.
"That's a funny lookin' fella", he commented.
SK3 didn't respond, but instead got up and pulled his silver Desert Eagle out of his pocket and headed towards the door.
"Death, that's our guy."