[ WP ] You are an alien fleeing from galactic police in a stolen spaceship containing experimental technology , attempting to fit in with life on Earth in order to hide .

Earth. The navcomputer shows the name of a distant planet closing in fast. It was a very primitive planet, his database said Earth was a Class VI planet, barely even scratched the surface of space travel. The man would n't have trouble getting by any defense systems or surveillance devices. 
 
 As his spaceship broke through the atmosphere, he started subroutines to cloak it from plain sight. He already broke one too many intergalactic laws. Appearing in a very advanced spaceship in a primitive system would easily alert the galactic police of his location. Lucky for him, the technology he stole would be the very technology that would help him hide. 
 
 *H.I.C.D V 1.02 PROTOTYPE* 
 
 The label was printed on the small cylinder. Holographic Integrated Camouflage Device. The newest technology in hiding in plain sight. This would be his key to a new life and to flee the galaxy from his previous crimes on countless other worlds. 
 
 Slowly the ships descends in a large forest. It would be a good place to hide his ship while he tried integrating with the lowly species that inhabited Earth. After making sure all of his ship's functions were turned off and safely hidden from discovery, he takes out the HICD and turn the top, activating the device. 
 
 A blue light shoots out of the prototype and scans the alien body. After several moments, a holographic display appears in front of him. The man swipes through the many options, choosing the options he felt would be best help him blend into his new environment. Some time later, he finished and let the device work its magic. 
 
 The HICD covered the man in rays of strange material, slowly the material morphed around his true body, creating a new one, a human one. The man did n't really like the fleshyness that now was his new body. In fact, he sort of regretted not putting the thing called hair on his now bald head. 
 
 But, it was what it was. So, the man quickly left his ship and walked in the direction of civilization, or at least what humans called it. Eventually he found his way into town and snuck into the back of a clothing store. Putting on a nice suit, he pulls out a wad of cash and leaves it for the cashier. Luckily for him, he was able to create almost perfect replica of their paper currency within his spaceship. What they did n't know would n't hurt them. 
 
 His next stop was a wig store. He decided he needed hair. The man needed to look professional after all. He spent a good amount of time before finally settling on a wig that fitted him perfectly. The workers agreed. While ringing up the cost of the wig, the cashier, a young woman, asked the man for his name. 
 
 The man responded, speaking his first words on the planet he would call his new home, `` My name? Oh... uh well. It's a good name. Best name out there. And I will tell you it. I promise you, you will love my name.'' 
 
 `` My name is Donald Trump.''
