This is from a spoof of Edgar Rice Burroughs' Mars stories that I've been writing. The Mars stories almost always have the brave, infallible hero rescuing the princess, who is somewhere in the running for "Most Beautiful Martian Woman". Of course, my story, set in a Barsoom that has become hideously commercialized, has as its hero Rathis, a lowly office drone and sad sack whose most heroic deed was fixing the viewcube in the breakroom. He has a stroke of luck when Asmara, the daughter of his boss, takes a liking to him, but then she gets kidnapped, and he is forced to rescue her (or at the very least find a willing quest-subcontractor), facing off against the green savages, white apes, and red media pundits. It'll probably end up being a rip-off of Discworld if I ever actually make any progress in it, but maybe not. I'm pretty pleased with how this one turned out. The real coup I think is Rathis' horrified expression, contrasted with the look of resignation on Asmara's face.