O Bob, mysterious RNG of the cosmos, We gather here before you, humble pilots in your vast universe. As we offer this sacrifice to your enigmatic will, Grant us fortune and favor in our endeavors.
Bless this offering we cast into the void, A token of our faith and trust in your whims. May it be received with grace and bring us fortune, As we navigate the stars under your watchful eye.
Guide our ships through the darkness, And may your RNG be ever in our favor. For in your hands, all outcomes lie, As we sail the endless expanse of space.