Don't worry, this is the last one I'm doing for a fuckin while and this one was done by request. Wanted to redo the old moopsy ad I had anyway so two birds. Ad Read here!
Attention, all Lower Deckers and space enthusiasts! Tired of your morning cereal being as bland as a Vulcan's poker face? Introducing Moops! All Terrors, the cereal that's as mischievous as a pack of Moopsy and as bone-crunchingly good as a classic Star Trek adventure! Forget those boring Starfleet-approved breakfasts. Moops! All Terrors is brought to you by independent entrepreneurs who believe your mornings should be filled with fun, flavor, and just a hint of interstellar chaos. Each spoonful is packed with crispy flakes shaped like little Moopsies, those adorable yet deceptively dangerous furballs that keep our lower decks crew on their toes!
And for those who love a little shape-shifting fun in their breakfast, Moops! All Terrors includes special Odo-shaped marshmallows. Just like the shape-shifter himself, these marshmallows can transform your cereal experience from ordinary to extraordinary. Mix them in, and watch your bowl come to life with gooey goodness that’s out of this world!
But remember, Moops! All Terrors is not made by Starfleet, nor is it endorsed by any Federation authorities. It’s the perfect rebellious choice for those who march to the beat of their own phaser. So, whether you’re a deckhand dreaming of adventure or a cadet aiming to climb the ranks, Moops! All Terrors is here to fuel your journey with a little bit of mayhem and a whole lot of flavor.
And for those who think Moops! All Terrors is just another gimmick, think again! This cereal packs the punch of a Tribble invasion and the charm of a Q-who encounter. It’s the perfect way to start your day with a smile, a crunch, and maybe even a few laughs at the expense of your favorite officious officers.
But wait, there’s more! Order now, and you’ll receive a special anniversary edition Moopsy-shaped spoon, perfect for scooping up every last morsel of Moops! All Terrors. Just don’t let Odo see it, or you might end up with a shape-shifted surprise!
So why settle for a mundane morning when you can embrace the terrorously tasty chaos of Moops! All Terrors? Available now at your favorite independent replicators and specialty stores across the galaxy. Grab a box today and let your breakfast adventures begin!
Warning: Moops! All Terrors may cause unexpected and potentially horrifying side effects. Consumers have reported instances of sudden, uncontrollable bone growth, including, but not limited to, extra ribs, additional femurs, and, in rare cases, fully formed secondary skeletons. If you experience spontaneous skeletal duplication, please contact your local ship’s medical officer immediately. Failure to do so could result in becoming your own twin.
Be advised: prolonged consumption may trigger an overwhelming urge to embrace the dark side of your personality, resulting in the potential to become an evil mirror-universe version of yourself. Side effects include growing a goatee, dramatic monologuing, and plotting the downfall of your superior officers. If you find yourself conspiring to take over the ship, station, or planet, stop eating Moops! All Terrors immediately. Additionally, somr have reported strange encounters with sentient cereal flakes. Once consumed, these flakes may develop consciousness and attempt to communicate via your digestive system, usually by forming unsettling messages in your stomach lining. Some unlucky individuals have even had Moopsy-flake dreams, wherein the cereal demands tribute in the form of your personal replicator rations.
In extreme cases, Moops! All Terrors has been known to cause complete skeletal liquefaction, leaving consumers as puddles of sentient goo, much like our favorite Changeling, Odo. This effect is irreversible, and you may find yourself destined to slosh through the corridors of your ship in an unrecognizable gelatinous form for the rest of your days. Though mobility as a puddle is efficient, it’s generally frowned upon during staff meetings. As a puddle, you'll have to adapt to a life of unconventional communication methods, forming simple shapes to convey basic emotions or flowing into the nearest replicator to order meals you no longer have the anatomy to enjoy. You may find that most chairs no longer accommodate your... unique form, so prepare for a life spent leaking across the deck, subtly pooling around the ankles of your crewmates in a desperate attempt to be included in conversations.
In the event that you remain a sentient puddle for an extended period, crew members will likely assign you a new designation, probably something along the lines of 'The Ooze', and you'll be given a small containment field in lieu of quarters. Expect to spend most of your time navigating through drains, ventilation systems, or even being mistaken for the ship's waste runoff. Attending holodeck programs will require specially designed environments to accommodate your liquid state, which may be limited to tropical lagoons, swamps, and occasionally a vast puddle simulation called 'The Floor.' However, rest assured, you will maintain all your original memories and personality, just... a lot squishier.
Moops! All Terrors, because your mornings deserve a little bit of Lower Decks-level fun and a whole lot of bone-crunching flavor!
