As the cosmic wave of destruction subsided, the planet's inhabitants were left to pick up the pieces of their shattered world.
Or so we thought. It turned out that the wave was just a gentle whisper in the ear of a giant, sleeping space whale.
We banded together, forming the Intergalactic Blooping Resistance (IGBR) to fight against the whale's impending return.
The wave crashed, and the world was forever changed.
We formed the IGBR, a motley crew of rebels determined to stop the whale's next attack.