Midnight Burger - Welcome to the Horizon 2.10: The Astral Sea

Episode Date: July 28, 2026

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This is Bert Bert, Bert, broadcasting on whatever's left of the undersignal. I have no idea if this dispatch is going to read. reach anybody. For all I know, it could be banked on a comms note and sit there to be discovered one day by some future civilization wondering what the fuck happened to everyone. Last night, the world ended. The network of warp gates that connected thousands of civilizations across three galaxies all of a sudden powered down and were subsequently eaten by stars that used to fuel them. Let's think out loud about what that means. No more communication between planets. Civilizations that had become completely dependent on imported goods are cut off. It's estimated that

roughly 40% of the citizens of the triad are at any given time away from their home planet, myself included. Wherever you were yesterday, you live there now. As the gates were coming down yesterday, I tried to get some sense of what was happening, but nobody knew anything. Thousands of planets were in complete panic and confusion, all except for one. Where I happened to be yesterday when the world ended was on Raxe Prime. I had begun to hear rumors of some strange things going on in the capital city of Raxeus, and, dutiful little reporter that I am, decided to head out and see what's what. And last night, when the entire triad was frantic, last night, while I was sending what may be my very last message to my mother and father, there was partying in the streets.

As far as I can tell, the world that I used to know is gone. But as some sort of weird consolation prize, it has given me a mystery. So, even though I may be a reporter without an audience, I suppose it's time for me to go to work. This is Birk-Burt, broadcasting on the undersignal. Welcome to the triad. Or whatever we're calling it now. Are you doing okay? I think so.

Where are we? The astral plane. It wasn't really an instruct. booklet when I showed up, so I'm calling this the Shores of Memory, and that's the Astral Sea. Yeah, sure. Okay. It was really disorienting for me at first, so take your time. It's dark. It's always like this. Like, the sun is just about to come up or go down. What's not in the distance? It looks like a lighthouse or something.

I don't know. I feel like I'm supposed to go towards it, but not yet. It's definitely not where we're going today. Where are we going? It's simple. You are going to take a walk on the beach. That's all? As you walk along the beach, it should walk you through,

memories. You need to walk long enough to get to the memory you lost. You're not coming with me? Well, actually, I can't. Why not? Well, you're not really supposed to be here, Laif. What do you mean? Reaching this place isn't easy, and it takes a lot of work. And not to brag, but it takes a lot of spiritual soundness. You feeling spiritually sound, Leif? Absolutely not. Right. So your conscious mind isn't with you right now.

That logical mind that keeps your emotions in check. So there's a danger of that washing over you and removing you from this place. Why isn't that happening now? Because of, oh my gosh. Okay. Drink it. I'm okay. All those unchecked emotions.

I'm taking all of that on for you right now. Oh, God. It's okay. I'm going to be fine. There's just, oh, there's a lot of it, Leif. You've had quite a life. You should have told me before we did this. You would have said no.

It's going to be, it's going to be okay. If I can hold all of this back for you, then you'll be able to function here. And most importantly, you'll be able to remember everything. Drink it. If this is dangerous for you, we shouldn't do it. No, no, no, no. We should.

There is something really big out there, Leif. I can feel it. Oh. There is something you really need to know. Oh. Trinket. Leif. I've been doing this work my whole life.

This is the big game for me. I am ready. Go. Okay, I'll go as fast as I can. Well, time doesn't actually exist here, Leif. but I appreciate the sentiment. Oh, okay. Hmm.

Go. Here I go. Nope. They're just sitting there on the floor with their eyes closed. Eldon, uh, it's really weird. It's unconventional, to be sure. So they're just meditating or something? Leif's taken a bit of space foot.

I was Trinket to lead him on some sort of vision quest. Apparently by doing this, She can help him recover his lost memories. Uh-huh, uh-huh, sure. Uh, Eldon, is this a bunch of bullshit? Frank, years away from any sort of provable science, don't even bother. Regardless, Trinkett asked that we always have someone watching them while they're doing this, so here we are.

Okay. All right, fine. Do you need me to send someone over to take over for you? No, I'm fine. All right, just let me know. Trinket left you a note by the cash register, by the way. Okay. Oh, hey, Eldon, have you looked at the calendar lately?

I have. If our schedule doesn't change, we're set to move again in a month. And a bunch of people from the city have moved in here. They have. So I'm assuming we haven't told them about the whole traveling mountain thing. How does one break that news exactly? Right. No idea.

But we should probably get a plan together. Agreed. Dear Frank, I set aside some mandrake tea in the pot to steep it for five minutes, then remove the bag. Remember, don't let anyone touch it. It's poison, exclamation point. Sounds like you have a nice, quiet evening ahead of you. Yeah, sure. Let me know if you need anything.

Uh-huh. Fuck do I boil water in here. Hello! Hi, June! Look at you behind the counter. Could I get some eye of noot, please? We are fresh out. What are you doing?

I am trying to figure out how trinket boils water. Have you tried heating it? Oh, thank you for that, June. Helpful. Let's see. Here we go. Wow, electric kettle. I don't have to go gather kindling in the first.

forest or something. Wouldn't it be funny? If this was all an act and she has like an 80-inch flat screen in the back. That would be funny. Also, amazing, because I am stuck here for a while and an 80-inch TV would be great. Look at them. We're just gonna sit on the floor like that. I guess so.

Until when? I don't know. It wouldn't surprise me. He hats on them, right? Oh my God, now you're talking. Sombrero for Leif? Yes, but one of the fancy ones that mariachi's wear it, like with the little tassel on it? Yes.

Yes. Yes. Of course. Oh, shit, of course. Because she's so worldly. Oh, yes. This has turned into a fun night. It's what I do.

But wait, what are you doing here? Well, I heard you were on, what are we calling this, Trance Patrol. So I thought I'd come by and keep you company. Okay. Okay. But that's very nice of you. And don't touch the tea.

Don't touch the tea. Why? It's poisonous. Interesting. Can you expand on that for me? Well, she was making me some sort of specialty, and I was enjoying it. It turns out it's made of something called Mandrake, and it's poisonous to anyone who is not me. That's so Catherine Demet did she have her? It's insane.

I mean, turns out the tea is pretty good, though. Well, luckily for you, I've never touched tea in my life. So don't worry. Would you like me to run around the corner to the hardware store and get you some anti-freeze? You can shake it with some ice. Make yourself a little martini. Okay.

Thank you. I'm good with the tea. Okay. And I brought a movie and some popcorn. Do you want popcorn? popcorn. Sure. And do you want me to sprinkle some asbestos on your popcorn?

Okay. Yep. So how long are you going to go with this joke? Oh, I'm going all night. June. What's the movie? It's a classic. One beloved by all, a masterpiece of the cinematic arts.

Fuck off. It's Swamp Thing. It's Swamp Thing. And how long will you be going with that joke? To the. Ray, Frankie. Okay. You know what?

Fuck it. It's been a minute. Put it on. Yeah? Yeah. Sure. It's either that or we stare at two people in a trance all night. Okay.

Frankie, tonight we have a very important question. Was Adrian Barbo actually attractive or did she just have big boobs? Oh, hi. Hi there. Can I help you? Pretty impressive. Um, I'm sorry? This is exactly how I would imagine a convenience store on Earth.

Oh, oh, oh, yes. Um, thank you. We, we have worked very hard to make it look this way. Uh-huh. Mm-hmm. Was there anything in particular that you were looking for? What's your name? Doug.

Doug. Classic Earthling. Um, thank you. I am looking for something in particular, Doug. Okay. Maybe you haven't heard since you're up here in this idyllic little Earthtown, but three galaxies just collapsed in on themselves, and it's total chaos out there. Yeah, I've heard that.

That sounds bad. Bad is maybe the most reductive term you could possibly use right now, Doug. Oh, oh, yes, I'm sorry. I'm sure that it's whatever the right word is. I'm sure it's that. Total catastrophe. That's where I would start, Doug. Though even that doesn't quite capture the magic.

And yet, last night, there was... partying in the streets. There were fireworks. Raxias became the happiest place I've ever seen, when it's usually described as the ass end of the triad, and I found that odd. I also found it odd that I began to hear rumors, rumors that all of this, this total catastrophe, had something to do with a weird little town up in the mountains where people are pretending to be earthlings. Yesterday I was in Raxias on business. Last night, I learned that I live here now, and I'll never be going anywhere again.

I was never a big fan of my home world, Doug, but I have to say I'm a bitmiff to find that I'll never be going back there again. So, I suppose, the thing in particular that I'm looking for is an explanation, Doug. Is there anything else in particular? that you're looking for? Salt and vinegar chips. Ile three. Thanks.

Oh, uh, hello? Hello, Doug. What? Why are you calling me? Why aren't you just, you know, talking through my phone? I'm attempting to be clandestine, Doug. Just act natural. Oh.

Okay. I am acting natural. Doug, people who are acting natural don't say so out loud. Oh, I'm sorry. Try and get... Okay. Hey, so, um... Uh-huh. I didn't catch your name.

Berteluna. You can call me Bert Bird. Well, hello. See if you can direct her over to the sheep's eye, would you? Oh, sure. Hmm. Good evening, Helden. Bert Bert Bert is here. What?

She just walked into the shop and go, and she's headed for the sheep's eye. No, hold on a second. Leif told us there was no Bertbert in this universe. That appears to be a faulty assumption on his part, to the wider network anymore. but from what I can gather from local databases, this particular Bertbert never left home on a cinder, which is where she would have met, Leif. This Bertbert went straight into working for the under signal

and has been there for years. A few days ago, she showed up on Rax Prime, working on a story, and then... And then the entire triad collapsed. And now she's here permanently and very upset about it. She seems to think that our little town had something to do with the warped. gates coming down. Can imagine where she got such an idea?

Oh, okay. Um, hmm. Hard to know what to do in this situation, isn't it? It really is. We can't possibly explain the ins and outs of our predicament she would never believe us. But it's also Bert Bert. Which means she'll keep digging no matter of what. So are you trying to tell me that because Bert Bert Bert Never met Laif at Sirius Station that one time.

That's what led to Dark Laif? Certainly emphasizes the importance of keeping your appointments, doesn't it? What should we do? Well, it's entirely possible that this current Bertbert knows Leif's face, even though she doesn't know him. She'd be a poor reporter if she didn't know the face of the most notorious pirate in the triad. Oh. Yes, she may think that we're harboring the worst of,

the worst, so until we come up with a more appropriate course of action, we should at least try and keep her occupied at the sheep's eye so she doesn't wander into Trinkett's shop. Okay. Sure. Well. At least I know what I'm doing tonight. So, after all of a said and done, I think it's starting to get ridiculous to house my people in barracks anymore.

I think if we've got room in town, we should find some houses for. them. Hey, I say that's no problem. I'll talk to Doug and find them a place. It's not like they're going AWOL. Excuse me. I'm looking for Steve. Yeah, I'm Steve. Hi. I'm... Oh, no, no, no. Don't tell me. It's Shinzo, right? Oh, yeah. And you're from Bikus. Yeah. Wow. Hey, what can I do for you, Shinzo? I would like to audition. Audition? I'm sorry? Do you guys do that? here? Uh, do what, Shenzho? I play earth music. Oh, earth music. Earth music. When was the last time we had live music here? Oh, T.J. Bandit, remember? He said live music gave him a headache. It's not

loud, I promise. It's just me and my instrument. Oh, there's no harm in that. Guess not. This isn't the down and footloose. I, uh, no, no, I guess not. I love earth music. I've been playing it since I was a kid. Let me just play a little bit for you. You can let me know what you think. I mean, why not? Why not? You know, okay, Shenzo. Get up there. Show us what you got. Okay, great. Thank you so much. Steve, what's happening? Live music auditions. Since when? Since right now, I guess. Steve. Yeah, what? It was Steve's idea, Deidre. Oh, come on. Steve. Steve, what if he gets up there and then suddenly we've got people out the door wanting to play music here.

Oh, that won't happen. Deidre. What if he's really good? Yeah, what if he's really good, Deidre? Huh. Huh. Steve, your guy appears to be playing a tuba. Yeah.

Yeah. He's playing a tuba. Isn't he? Is this what you had in mind for live music? I mean... I don't think anyone told him that a tuba is more of a group instrument. Not a lot of soloists out there. Yeah, that is the problem.

What the fuck? Hey there, welcome to the sheep's eye. What can I get you? Does that guy know you don't play a tuba by your... Let's not tell him. He's having a great time. Okay, sure. Nice place. Thanks. I recognize you from somewhere, don't I? Do you?

Didra? One second. Hey, baby. Did a blue person just walk in? Yeah, just now. Remember that video I showed you of my friend? She's a journalist. Bert, Bert. Oh, right. That's where I recognize her. We thought she didn't exist in this universe, but there she is. She doesn't know you, though.

Birch met her through life, so we're assuming no. Okay, um, do, do, do I need to do something. I'm on my way over. Can you just do that thing where you charm the pants off of people? I do a thing where I charm the pants off people? Well, I mean, my pants certainly came off. Well, they're not exactly hard to get. get off, are they? Oh, my God. Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry. Okay, I'll keep her busy.

Shenzhou, that was great stuff, man. Thank you. I've never heard someone play the tuba like that. Well, technically it's a sousaphone. Sure, sure, sure, yeah. Here's the thing. You're all alone up there. You need some people around you, right? Hey, I think it's time we get a band together. I don't think anybody wants a sousaphone in their band. You say that, but... Have you ever experienced the magic that is earth, wind, and fire? What's earth, wind, and fire? Come outside. Let's talk all about it.

Bert, Bert. That's me. I thought I recognized you. You're a journalist, right? I am. Hey, Diedra, can I get a white wine? Sure. Okay.

What's this about? You're dressed like you're in the army or something. I am in the army or something. You mean you're dressed like you're in the army? Army or something, but you couldn't possibly be in the Army because this is a town full of people pretending to be Earthlings, right? Hey, Celeste, come here for a second. What's up?

Are we still doing, you know, the thing where we're pretending to be pretending to be Earthlings? Right. Are we still doing that? I can't remember. Seems like after we beat the bad guys, the wolves got a little lax around here. They did. I mean, Slabs knows. Obviously.

Hey, guys, just so you know there's some sort of a reporter here in town and they're asking a lot of questions. Doug, are we still pretending to be aliens pretending to be human? Oh. Um, yes. Yes? No? We can't remember. Oh.

I, hmm. I feel, I feel like, I feel like people stopped asking. They did. Hey, I'm a music producer. now, just, you know, so you all know. Steve, are we still doing the plan? What do you mean? Were we pretend to be aliens pretending to be earthlings?

Ah, uh, Eldon? To be completely honest, I've lost her act. Eldon, come on! You're supposed to keep track of everything! Pobody's Nerfect. Verge is here. Let's let them do the talking for a while, shall we? Great idea. Evening.

Hi. Bert, Bert, Bert, right? Yes. I love your work. Thank you. I'm Verge. Nice to meet you. You're staring, Bert, Bert.

I'm sorry. I've... I've never met a vapien before. Here I am. What the fuck is going on in this town? Can I buy you a drink? Are you a fan of robot sci-fi time-traveling podcasts? Then you'll love six minutes. But don't take my word for you.

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Tell me. It's her eyes. They're just so dark. I feel like she's going to eat me or something. I get that a lot. Hell really broke the moment. They released her. And she is everything.

Something's a miss at Juniper's house. Available everywhere this Valentine's Day. You? How'd you get out of the system? Uh, Long-ass story. Yeah, same here. Listen, since you're from Earth...

I should have known you'd be hiding in here somewhere. Who, me? I wasn't hiding, kiddo. Just giving you a little space as all. How's the trip down memory lane? Can't find what I'm looking for. Did you check between the couch cushions? I feel like I've cycled through every moment in my life so far.

But there's still one missing. Why don't you have a seat for a while? Maybe you're working too hard. Forest for the trees and all that. I'm kind of in a hurry. Buster! How are you in a hurry in a place where time doesn't exist? That...

Not a bad point. Beautiful place. Yeah. Yeah. Reminds me of Donona. Remember Denona? Oh yeah. What was that?

Point three G's? Point two. You walked around, light as a feather. There was always music in the air. Couldn't stay too long, though. The longer you stay, the harder you stay, the harder. it is to leave. Not unlike

the past. I forgive you. For what? You know what? I'm sorry I built the cowcatcher. I forgive you. I don't know how. But it seemed like the only thing to do.

It's in our nature, Leif. Fixing problems. That's what engineers do. The problem isn't in fixing problems. The problem is in what you do and don't call a problem. Croc is definitely a problem. So is the cowcatcher, Leif. You can't fix a problem with a problem.

Leif, this problem can't be solved by a page from Zen in the art of motorcycle maintenance. This problem is too big. If this guy goes unchecked, he could fuck up an entire universe. All I had to work with were some really bad ideas. That's not all you had, Leif. You've always had more than that. Let me give you some advice. The kind of advice that can only be given to you by a dead guy.

What? Everything is. always all right. Really? Everything? Really sucks the drama out of the moment when you say it, but everything. Well, I'll keep that in mind. Good. Now you better get a move on, kiddo. Time's not a waste it. I don't know where to go at this point. I feel like I've been walking for days. This place loves to tell you a story. Let it tell you. you a story. What do you mean? A story like a foreboding island, just barely visible on the horizon.

Oh, come on. What is that place? Looks like a foreboding island, just barely visible on the horizon. Might be the place you're looking for. Well, what am I supposed to do? Swim there? No, you can't swim there. Remember, the water is what could happen. The shore is what's already happened. Well, you don't want to get lost in the sea of possibilities.

Then what do I do? Hark! What's that? I see there? A simple rowboat to navigate these troubled waters? A rowboat? Looks like it. I'm supposed to row all the way out to that island? You got something better to do?

The astral plane sucks. It's not built for wusses, kiddo. It can't be any worse than Qualandis, I guess. It's good to see you, old man. Bon voyage. Everything is always all right. So, I'll be honest, I thought the whole forearms thing was a sort of racist demonization tactic. Nope, four arms.

But I'm assuming you don't have poisonous teeth, worship a death god, and can turn into a pool of black sludge on command. Those are definitely racist myths. But hey, if wishing made it so... Everyone is very calm. What do you mean? Verge, do you like it here in this weird little town? I do. Good.

Because you're stuck here. Right. The world of the triad that we all know and love just disappeared in the blink of an eye. I heard the news. I can't imagine the chaos that's ensued on other planets. Here, it's like it hasn't even happened. Or, it's like... Like it was a good thing?

Yes. Well, maybe to people on Raxias, is. This planet, this whole quadrant, has been getting the shitty end of the triad ever since. Well, ever since my planet turned into a black hole, you've been reporting on the triad your whole life. You know what it's like out there for planets that get the short end of the stick. Everyone out there worries about the end of the world without asking themselves if the world, if the world, deserve to exist in the first place. When an empire falls, there's always an after-party somewhere.

People are going to suffer out there, Verge. It's the greatest crime ever committed. What's the crime before the crime? You know what else is strange? I'm sitting here in this bar with a vapian, and nobody's giving you dirty looks. In fact, everyone around here seems to really like you. Well, what's not to like?

What happened to the triad, Virch? Let's have another drink. Hey, y'all. Have a seat anywhere. We have not come to sit. We wish to speak to the one who is steve. We have an urgent matter we wish to discuss. Oh, wow. Um, okay.

Uh, uh, Steve. Yeah, what's that? What's up? These people... Greetings to you, Steve. My name is Goetz. And these are my collaborators, Ignatz, and Bam Bam. That's nice to meet you all.

So, uh, what can I do for you? We have come here to mark the beginning of the party. The party. It must be started. Yeah, indeed. Uh, I'm sorry? Steve, our interest in your establishment was aroused when it became known to us. that you are seeking

musical entertainment Oh, you're musicians Steph thinks we are musicians We are beyond music We are beyond music You're not musicians Steve beyond music We are just funky beads

And we have come to ensure That the party has promptly begun We will show you our work. It shall astound you. You have all, please. Steve, direct us to the designated area for musical interpretations. You know, listen, we had a guy coming here with a tuba and he wanted to play us some music and we didn't mean to put the word out that we were looking for musicians. Oh, our work frightens him.

His fear is delicious. Steve, we have no wish to be an imposition. But if you have a... will allow those funky beads to play at your establishment. The roof will be raised in an upwards direction. You'll raise the roof? Yeah, that is correct. And I think that you will find that each track has been effectively raised to Banga status.

Yeah, okay. Maybe just one song. Steve believes he can only hear one song. Dev will soon learn that thus funky beats has precisely zero skips. Prepare yourself, Steve. Sure, okay. How's it going over there? Listen, I'm no slouch when it comes to lying my ass off.

But I happen to be sitting across from the most sensitive bullshit detector in the triad. I'm not sure how much longer I can keep this up. I mean, maybe you should just... Just tell her. Tell her what? Everything. Why not? Oh, so I should tell her we're on a magical traveling mountain,

and we just popped in to bring the world crashing down on her head. Oh, by the way, Bert's, we're going to fuck off to another dimension in a month. Maybe don't put it exactly like that. She will never believe me. Believing it or not is her job. Telling her the truth is yours. Look, I know this isn't your Bert, Bert, Bert, but She's still your friend.

You'd want her to tell you the truth, right? Why do I want to tear your clothes off and even more when you say the kind and wholesome things? I'm not sure, but we should really explore that with a mental health professional, don't you think? Should we? Or a bottle of wine. One of the two. We are those funky beats. Funky beats.

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Urban navigation with a steady glow Above the east foot Above the street Technology perfected. The circuit is complete. The shiver be farad the hover bike. Mod, the hover. Let's ride.

Bike, hover, hover, bike, bike. Velocity, 10, velocity 20. Above the speed of sound is velocity plenty. Conveillance? Yes. Friction? No. Man, machine.

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The shiver ferrat The hover for hard The hover bike And we glide, glide, glide glide, glide, glide, glide Ride into the sunset Into the sky Let's ride our bikes

We say goodbye The funky beats we'll ride again And when at last we do We'll bring an extra hover bike exclusively for you I'm going to say attractive Adrian Barbeau. Yeah.

Yeah? Yeah. It's nice to feel like a woman can open a beer bottle with her teeth. Hmm. It is a very impressive jawline, isn't it? Frank. Yeah. What's up, Eldon?

I'm monitoring the vital signs for Life and Trinket, and I'm a bit concerned. What's wrong? Life is fairly stable, but Trinket has an... increased heart rate and the very chaotic activity in her brain. What should we do? I don't have a visual on them. How does she look? She's not levitating. Yeah, Eldon, she is not levitating.

Yes, thank you. How is her breathing? She's breathing. Yeah, correct, Eldon, she is breathing. Yes, I'm sure she's breathing. Is her breathing labored at all? Oh, uh, I don't think so. All right. Uh, Frank, Frank? Oh, shit. Eldon. Eldon, I think she's coming out of it. Trinket?

Trinket, we're right here. Okay. I'm... Oh, this is hard. I'm in two places at once right now. Hmm. It's hard. Hard to concentrate. Trinket. Eldon is concerned about your brain or something. I think that I might be in a little trouble. Trinket, what seems to be the problem? Mm.

Drink it? He was a little kid living in the forest. His parents lived without a lot of things, but he'd find bits and pieces from time to time. Broken coffee machine, an abandoned toy, an old lamp. These things would talk to him. I can be something wonderful, they would say. Oh, my God.

What is she talking about? These are Leif's memories. She's trying to synthesize them somehow. Oh, but he. He had to hide it all. Hide it all from his parents at first. He knew how they would feel. They taught a child that the most beautiful part of him was ugly and wrong, a thing that should be hidden, but it got harder and harder to hide, even though he learned to be ashamed of it.

Oh, so, so he did whatever young person does. This thing you say I should be ashamed of? I'll embrace it, and I won't care what you'll say about it. Then his mother got sick. The things he made, they made her sick. He didn't know why. Nobody knew why. What is she talking about?

Laif's mother suffered from a psychosomatic condition called electromagnetic hypersensitivity. In essence, she believed herself to be allergic to technology. It broke his heart. Oh, the one thing he was meant to do was hurting the only person he cared for. In his quietest moments, only to himself he would admit that he never wanted to leave home. He loved it there in the forest. but he couldn't hurt his mother anymore. Okay, Eldon, what are we supposed to do here?

He said to himself, I'll leave home, and I promise never to never be at home. If I ever found another home, it would be betrayal. I'm getting a clearer picture now. The amount of neural activity she's experiencing, she should have been killed by a brain hemorrhage about an hour ago, but the unusual amount of spacefoot coursing through her system is able to repair the damage as it happens. However, even that is getting outstripped at this point.

We need to somehow relieve the burden. I'm going to try something. What? Drink it! Trinket! Can you hear me? June? Trinket, in middle school, Frank and I called you Bev Morda. Oh, Jesus, June!

Above Morda! Was the evil witch from the movie Willow? And that's what we called you. That was, that was mean trinket. And a lot of people made fun of you in middle school, and we shouldn't have. And I've always felt bad about that. And I just wanted to say, I'm sorry. June, I don't think that's what Eldon is talking about.

That's open. Right? What? You're kidding me. I'm not sure why, but it's bringing some relief to her systems. Frankie, get in there. What do you mean? Get in there.

Come, come, say something. Say what? I don't know. Think of it like a hot air balloon. She's got too much shit in there, and we need to toss some things out of the basket. What do you got? Say something. No, what?

I don't know what to say. Frank, I am going to give you Nugis for the rest of your life. Say something. Okay, fine, fine. Fine. Okay, drink it like the tea. Oh, come on! Hey, fuck off.

Just let me... I like the tea. I didn't want to like the tea. I don't like that I like the tea. But thank you for the tea. And somehow that is helping. Holy shit. What is going on?

I'm unsure, but apparently an emotional unburdening is helping either Trinket or the space foot. Try it again. What, again? I don't have another one, do you? No, I didn't know I had the last one in me. She's still not out of the woods. Okay? I know what we're going to do.

Birch! What the fuck? June. All hands on deck at Trinket's place. Move it. What's happening? Get everybody over here right now. Why?

Birch! Get your alien bunts over here right now! Okay, fuck. What's going on? It's probably nothing. I'll be right back. Okay. Deidre... What's going on? We all need to get over to Trinkets.

Doug, Steve, Celeste. Let's go. What are we doing? Is everything okay? June wants us all over at Trinkets. He's going to watch the bar. Oh, who cares? Come on. Did she say what's happening?

She said all hands on deck. What did she mean by that? Maybe it's a surprise party. It doesn't feel like a surprise party. What's happening? What's wrong? Oh, this looks weird. We're all going to sit down in a circle and say nice things about Trinket.

Oh, this is the emergency? This doesn't feel like an emergency. It's an emergency! Guys, just get in here, okay? Listen, everyone. Trinket is in some sort of fugue state brought on by the process she's taking Leif through. It's very taxing on her, and June has discovered that her symptoms can be relieved through... I don't even know what the word is.

Guys, you know what I mean. Like, all the woo-woo shit that Trinket loves, we're going to sit in a circle and lay it on her. Even Frank? No, I already went. Oh, we don't get to hear Franks. Um, could, could you do it again? Jesus, sit down. God damn it. Okay, who's going first?

I'll totally go first. Go for it, Deirdre. Okay. Trinket. You were the first person I told that I was in love with Birch. And through the years, anytime I was feeling confused or emotional, I always found myself over here. And you always listened to me and then gave me a rock or some tea or something. But it wasn't about any of that.

It was just that you listened to me and he would always believe every word that came out of my mouth. it's always been really important to me. Eldon. I absolutely hate it, but it's working. Someone else. Trinket. You were always great to help me with my migraines. And you weren't, judgy, when it turned out I was working at a secret military base.

And you were very supportive when I began dating a spiky mercenary. I'm pretty sure that the one time your bike got stolen, it was by two guys I had just sold Beth to. I've always felt really bad about that. Okay, yeah, Steve, I don't think that's what we're looking for. No, that's working. Jesus Christ. Nice.

Who's next? Baby, say something. Okay. Trinket, I deliberately don't learn anything about my planet. I try not to look back. I hang on to bits and pieces, but apparently people like you were very important on. my planet. There's some sort of saying about paths up a mountain.

Eldon... The shaman and the scientist are two paths up the same mountain. That's it. Anyway, I get it now. You made me understand that. Trinkett, I think what all of us are trying to say is that when we come in here and see you, we never have to be anything other than ourselves.

No matter who we are or how we're feeling you always meet us where we are. I personally, I don't know what I do without you. I don't think any of us do. Fuck yeah, Galdon. She appears to have stabilized. Bert, Bert. Hi. I'm sure this looks.

Oh, fuck me. I have no idea how this looks. What the fuck is he doing here? Shit. Oh, shit. What the fuck is this? I can explain. Can you? Honestly, not really. Oh, for fuck's sake.

At least there's no authorities for to go to. I'm gonna go after her. I'll come with you. Who's the blue lady? Burt, Bert, Burt. No thank you. I know how it must look. Do you?

I certainly don't know how it looks. I just walked in there and it was like a drum circle around a man who is literally king of the motherfuckers. What is he doing here? It's not him. Yes, it is. It kind of is. Honey. I'm trying to figure out why three galaxies just shit themselves and I walk into your little shop with an E over there

and you're housing the most wanted man in the triad. Things are adding up. You have no idea how much they are not adding up. Did you have anything to do with the warp gates coming down? Yes or no? No. Yes. Deidra.

No, we did. We did. We're going to tell Berburt the truth. Baby. Bert, Bert, my name is Deidre. I'm an earthling. We all are, except for Verge. Oh, God, I mean, there's also Frank.

What are we calling Frank these days? No idea. And I guess Trinket is not exactly a human anymore. Is this too much information up front? Definitely. Look, never mind that. This mountain is called Mountain Hood. It's a mountain from Earth.

Every few months, it moves. Moves? Yes, it moves. It moves to a random time and place. Uh-huh. And a few months ago, we showed up here, which is already complicated, but it was even more complicated because this time Lafe was with us, and he showed up randomly, and he doesn't remember how. He's not the leaf from this universe. He's the life from another universe. It's so amazing that you think you're explaining something right now.

And that is what I've learned from you. People are too complicated to ever be one. thing. You are a criminal, Leif. And you're a hero. You're a genius, and you're also an idiot. You're my enemy. You're my friend, and I love you. All those things are true. You spend a lot of time being torn between this guy and that guy and the other guy. I hope one day you realize It's just one guy. All those things are true. What the fuck was that?

Hello, Bert. My name is Eldridge's Tangle. Eldon is the name of Murphy Brown's house painter. Yes. You named me. I was given to Verge by you. What the fuck is happening? Bertbert, to you, we are an assemblage of very odd, strangers. But to a few of us, you are a very important person.

If you wouldn't mind, I'd like to take the time to explain to you why. I'll present you with all of the corroborating evidence I can. Can I get you a drink? Well... Hey. Hey. How are you feeling? Uh, that was.

It was wild. Right. Are you okay? It was touch and go there for a minute, but I'm going to be okay. Good. Did you find what you were looking for? I did. It wasn't what I was expecting.

What did you learn? That everything's always all right. I like it. I like it, waive. Would you happen to know what the word Ospinhead means? Uh, Ospinhead? Nope, that's a new one.

Okay. Take some time. It'll be a while before you can talk about it. Yeah. It's a lot. In the meantime, a friend of yours stopped by. A friend of mine?

She's waiting outside. Let me play my favorite one. Eldon, play the one from Moog. As you're still ignoring my messages, I thought I would just leave you with my last will and testament, since I am about to die. To you? In case you're wondering if that's a metaphor for something,

it is not. I am a fucking prisoner of the... Of fuck... They are about to... God damn... So, if for some reason you have decided to stop being a dickhead and check your messages, this is the fuck-ever-killing machine I am headed to... I mean, it's good. Wait, what the fuck was I doing on MOOC?

We never asked, actually. But it was a special moment for me, because it was where you killed your first bad guy, Bert, Bert. Oh, that's sweet. It warms my hearts. Burt's? Oh, hi. If it isn't my best friend in the whole wide world. What are you doing here?

What are any of us doing here, Leif? Oh, shit. You were on Rax Prime. I was. Oh, shit. You couldn't await it until I was on Niso? I'm assuming they let you know that I wasn't the biggest shithead in the triad. Yeah, they've informed.

me that you're a whole other shithead. Great. How much of that do you believe? I'm not sure how to answer that, Leif. Today I discovered there are only so many weird things someone can encounter on a given day. Eventually, things just are washing over you. But also, I'm a little drunk. And it has been a nice distraction from the fact that the entire system has gone dark and I'll never talk to my friends and family again.

Regardless of any of this nonsense, I'm pretty sure I have you to blame for that. Don't I? It might not be dark for long. Oh, really? Why? You didn't tell her? No, I saved that for you. Okay. Sun's coming up.

I'll explain on the way. On the way where? Ever seen a mungo before? Excuse me? So the initial probe is just the start. The Truskins are working on another one right now. It should launch in about a week. That one will travel in the opposite direction of the first one.

And Giga is improving the comms array with every launch. Pretty soon, there should be a network of these probes throughout the whole triad. Ideally, there will always be one nearby. And real-time communication was always rare in the triad anyway. That solves the communication. education problem, but that's not the whole problem. The triad is going to figure out faster than light travel. It's just a matter of time.

You're in the perfect place for it now. Before these probes, faster than light was a science problem. Now it's just an engineering problem. That's where you want to be. There's some great people out there who I think can crack it. And the problem is the TEDs effectively banned FTL research. because they didn't want people to have options to a warp gate. There's a game called ZomCon.

All the rogue scientists working on FTL hang out on the game's message boards. Look for a guy named Sign My Shovel. Also, Bon Mee Hung, the Slim Reaper, and Scooter, Worshipper of the Seven Cat Gods. They'll be the ones to crack it. I cannot wait for those names to be in the history books. I know. It's ridiculous. So this is your grand design for the triad?

Did you have a better idea? Maybe a plan that doesn't involve this much rampant destruction? A just version of the triad wasn't impossible. If people who want to burn things to the ground never have a plan for after the fires burn out. Look, this was always the argument with you and me. You were always trying to bend the triad. triad toward justice and I was always trying to break it. I broke it, Burtz. What are you going to do now? What do you expect me to do now? What is there to do? Look past the crisis and see the opportunity.

The opportunity. Jesus Christ. I'm serious. There's too much crisis to look past Leif. The whole triad is in crisis right now. All right. This is going to sound a little crazy. Oh, this, this one thing. I was in another universe where the Ted's were defeated. It was a long and bloody war, but they were defeated. The leader that defeated them? Bertoluna Restiana, Chancellor of the new coalition.

Fuck you, dude. I'm not kidding. It used to infuriate. me how you would go through life as if you could complain to the manager. And I'm sure it infuriated me that you had such a childish and reductive opinion of my life.

Well, that... That's actually exactly how you felt. But the point I'm trying to make is there's no manager. Be the manager. If you wait around for someone else to do it, they're probably going to be the wrong one for the job. What if it's you?

What if we... God damn it. What if we make the world? So you make a huge mess and I clean it up? Is that it? It's not my fault. I excel at one and not the other. I'm gonna go feed this mongo now.

Okay. His name is Lucian Thundersruck. I'm not calling him that. Okay. Then what are you going to do? I think you're mostly full of shit, Leif. But only mostly. Full of shit.

I can work with that. Hey, do you know what the word Ozpenhead means? That's not a word. It's just the risk. The sound of lies. Each one's escape. Some days the price to feel light has me feeling dead.

I explain. The very real weakness fills up a room. These guys are good. Steve, who are these guys? Sub-Arctic Turtle! I like the live music, Steve. This was a good idea. Thanks, drink it.

You know, I play the pheromons. Hey, good news, everyone. We have officially housed all of the aliens looking for a home as well as all of the people from the military base. So, everyone's got a roof over their head. Thank you, Doug. Yeah, nice work, Doug. Now, we just need to tell them that the entire mountain is going to move.

in a month. Oh. Oh. That's right. I'm not in any other list. Okay. Drinks for everybody. So, is Life still hanging out

with his blue friend? Yeah. They like to go round and round those two. Hey, guys. There he is. Where's your friend, Lake? She had some thinking to do. I appreciate you all handling

that situation while I was busy, traversing the astral plane. It was fun. It was fun. Speaking of which, spill the beans, Leif. What did you see in your visions? Was Elvis there?

Was Caesar there? Did you commune with the celestial wombat? What did the celestial wombat say, Leif? Was his voice like the sound of the wind? What the fuck are you two talking about? Yeah, guys, shut up. Laif? Does anyone know what the word

Ozpinhead means? It's from the Wizard of Oz. Oh, sorry. No, go ahead, Deidre. I have an unfair advantage. It's from the Wizard of Oz? The book, not the movie. Let me see if I can remember this. Oscar, Zoroaster,

Fadrick, Isaac, Norman Hinkle, Manuel Amber's Dix. Okay, yes, that was the full name of the wizard. He said it was funny that his initials spelled out Ospinhead. It's so crazy that you know that. Why is that funny? The wizard? Yeah.

What? Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain. God damn it, Ava. Who's Ava? Lief. Is there something you'd like to share with us? Yeah. But before all that,

regardless of how I got here, I got dropped into the exact place that I needed to be. With all of you. You know, all of these places, these flying mountains and traveling diners, they're incredibly powerful. Maybe the most powerful things in any universe, but they're useless without people.

You guys have just started this journey, and I've been doing this for a really long time. There's lots of adventure and danger and mystery. But it's nothing compared to the people that I've met. Even the people I met that were me. When I look back, I think about the people. Thanks for being my people for a while. Ugh, God, skip to the end.

June! No, seriously. Oh, my God. It's very nice, Slav. But get to the good stuff, please. Okay. So there I was, on the outskirts of Triangulum, and I had just launched a doomsday device.

Those are very bad for you, you know? I can't quit now. I look too cool. Agreed. How was your day? I fed a mongo, and I've been. met somebody named Tarvok? Oh, yeah.

What is that guy's deal? Honestly, I have no idea. He is a very strange man. Makes incredible knives, though. Mm. So, you and I are friends? Mm, yeah. For the longest time, you were my only friend.

So we're just a couple of friends out here. You're talking. Sure. So tell me, friend. What should I do with all of this? There was a point about 12 hours ago that I reached my maximum capacity for bat shit insanity, and now I'm in a zen-like state wondering what to do with it all. Well, we're here for another month or so.

You should spend some time with us. It's going to be a busy month. You'll learn a lot. Somebody should tell this story. They should know about this place. They should know that places like this exist. Despite how cynical they may be, they should know that the universe, in its own strange way,

smiles upon them. Verje, I've pinpointed the address. Why is it going to be a busy month? We're going to war. What? Leif will explain it. I need to make a call. Okay, Elton.

This will take a while. The message will have to hitch a ride on a probe, then get deposited at the right comms node in Triangulum, then I've written protocols to have the message transmitted to the unlisted note. Okay. Speak whenever you're ready. Hey, Verge. Don't bother trying to find me.

I won't be here for long. There's really no way to explain this message to you, so I'm just going to talk, and you're just going to listen. And you can do what you like. If you are still out there, well, the world probably just came down on your head. But if there's anyone who can make it through all that, it's you.

There was a point in my life when a friend reached out to me and told me there was something better out there. and it occurs to me that I can't just hope that happens to you too. I might have to be that voice for you. So, here goes. One day, after the dust settles, probably sooner than you think, you're going to be able to travel again. and when you can you'll probably think to yourself

all right well where is the next unstable unicorn instead of doing that though I think you should give something a try on earth there's a mountain called Mount Hood a nice big one

like the one you're supposed to be living on and on that mountain is a strange little town called Hood's Pocket, and in that town is a bar, the kind you like. You should walk inside that bar. Behind that bar might be a friendly face, and you might look at that friendly face and see the rest of your life.

like I did. You probably don't know that you deserve to be loved. So, I thought I'd call you and tell you that you do. Good luck out there. Lapus failure.

We really started to see that we were devil green. It was a spring of mist of action. It's the summer of nicotine. It's too hard to leave the room. I'm going to bring up the sail. Are you ready? Virge? I'm going to be honest with you.

I'm freaking out right now. What? I am. Because we're on a boat? I think so. Verge. I know. That's ridiculous

I know that Are you Are you scared of the water Maybe And you didn't know this about yourself Obviously not You fly spaceships around Correct, yep

This is a small sailboat On a very very shallow lake I'm not saying it makes any sense Okay, okay, I, God, I would be concerned for you, but it is way too adorable. Dietra. Come here. I don't think I can move. Okay, well, just pretend that the six-foot deep water is the void of space and you'll feel much safer.

Very, very fucking funny. Come here. Come sit between my legs Oh, fucking hell You can do it Gonna die I'm gonna die Oh fuck

There you go I felt like a million million miles You are now Sive And what happens next Next I'm going to pull this rope And that will bring up the sail.

And then the wind will pick up and it will carry us across the water. And even though the wind is just taking this tiny sailboat across a small lake, you're going to feel free. Freyer than you've ever felt. You are going to feel like you can go anywhere. It's just you and the wind and the sun. sky. Are you ready? I'm ready. Here we go. This is Bertbert, broadcasting on the undersignal. Theoretically. For the last month, I have been spending time with the

people of Hood's pocket, just a couple of hours outside of Raxias, and today is a big day for them. Today is a big day for them for a totally ridiculous reason. Today they are going to disappear. You heard me. Poof, listeners. The people of Hood's pocket claim that their mountain moves. Every few months, the mountain disappears and reappears out there somewhere in time and space. Now, my listeners, you are probably thinking to yourself, Bertbert, that sounds insane, and you would be correct. It is fucking nuts, listeners. And yet, here your dutiful reporter is standing here at the base of the mountain with a large crowd while we all wait for it to disappear. I've been polling the crowd here, and the percentage of people who actually believe the mountain is going to disappear is exactly zero.

But that hasn't stopped them from turning it into a little community event. They are selling t-shirts. You can even get a fun cocktail served in a commemorative mountain-shaped cup, which I am absolutely not drinking from right now because that would be journalistic malpractice. So, what am I doing here? What am I doing here, listeners? Well, I guess my curiosity got the better of me. I'm a logical person.

I let my intellect rule my actions. I'm not prone to superstition. But there is this one thing. The mountain that they all claim is about to zip away into the cosmos, it doesn't appear on any topographical map. Weird, right? I'm no geologist, but I'm pretty sure that mountains don't just show up. And then, added to that, are the people who live there.

They are very strange people. Somehow all earthlings, except for one, and, well, they're very kind is what they are. Definitely not your typical residence of Rax Prime. Over the past month, I have collected quite a few stories about these people that I will definitely report out to you all and the off chance that this mountain disappears in a few seconds. But I'm not actually broadcasting right now

to talk to you about mountains that will almost surely not disappear or the odd people who live on this definitely not disappearing mountain. I am here talking to you because the world ended for all of us. The world that we depended on for generations disappeared in the span of just a few days, leaving us all out here in the darkness.

And what I'm sure is beginning all over the triad is the slow and near impossible project of putting it all back together again. How do we do that? Where do we start? Well, as I said, for the past month, I have been hanging out in a small town in the mountains. It's a pretty ridiculous place. Their mare is a dog, but they care for each other. They're all very different. Everyone's got a fun eccentricity, but they seem to wake up in the morning and go to sleep at night, genuinely giving a shit about each other. That part shouldn't be shocking, but it is. It's almost enough to melt this reporter's cold, cold heart, and I plan on taking that with me as a lesson as we try and rebuild our world. Or maybe build it for the first time. So, I'm a little

bit inspired by this tiny town. If only they weren't all terminally insane people who thought they lived on a traveling mountain. Oh, the countdown has begun. Let's watch this nonsense. Get the fuck out of here! Eldon, how much time? 45 seconds out. Okay, everyone, this is it. Stick to the plan, and we should be fine. We're as ready as we can be, Leif.

This is fucking insane. Most definitely. I'm in frequency. Is anyone out there? It's Leif? Can you hear me? Show up anytime! Horizon is brought to you in part by our Monte Cristo level and above supporters.

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Space-based lasers. Captain B. and Lady G. with their swabs. Marla, Madam Lotus, still especially loves Finley. Mr. Steamwave. My friend the rhino says, be nice. Hoop Challenge. Dream Founder. I'm your Huckleberry. Elizabeth T. T. Tai, the Wonder Hamster, and her dear darling Duke. Boombastical Kim Licker. Hugamuffin. Bigfoot of Doom. D.L. Annie Atkins. A bounty hunter called the Crandy Man. Gero. My cats say to tell you. Meow. Think fast, chuckle nuts. Flash banged. Benjamin Ortiz. Mr. Frog President, Pop Rock Quicksand, Mr. Squizzle, Whizzle, Whizzle, The Horrendous

Apollies for Conspiring in the Bethany War, invites for tea are being sent now. Abonaso, Mr. Rage, Adelor, Trans Space Dinosaur, Spooky Spader's Storytime, William Kent, Andy, the McJimmies from your local dimension, Ryan Abbey, Thomas Adams, drink spiller, Stephanie Buk, Entropy eigenbases, Andrea Crowther,

Martin Dears, Kevin Daughtry, De Flower, Two Daddy Jazz Hands from Mouse Toots, Dan Gentry. I hope something good happens to you today. Yes, you. V. Greenley, Ron Hayden, Michelle Hopper, Jake the Cook, Josie Jones, Bootskooten Dave, Anthony Lakey, Britt Littlefair, Tew Luther. Some days you're the Beetle, some days you're the dung. Lauren Mayer, Glenn Morris, Richard Ryan Moschell, Michelle Myers. Ali Upsi, Not to be confused with Upsi, Fridge Pickle, Rosemary, Rosemary, Robert Savat, Lizard Lee, Eliza Sharp, Donald Schingler, Daniel Stavie, Fall of the Berlin Wallaby, Kellet T. Arena. Rachel Vasquez, Luke of Achito, Nia Venturi, the beloved yet borderline inappropriate empire of Dr. Thunderbutt and Lady Cristobel. Justin Wiley, Brett Zimmerman, Arrow Jones Jubal. Xavier Killingsworth, Lane Kiffin is a ho, Mimetic Hygienist, Aaron Star-Star-Damian, and Sentinel of the Star System, Claude de Clause, Spunky Dan, Ed Boy, Ryan Finnelly, Jonathan K, Pearl Null, Petabyte Avatar, Tugwin the Mighty, Project

Octopus, Ken, Chibs One Zero. 102, Scotty Oates, Beirotron 95, Spiku, the Bracken system in its home world Wren, Simply Tony, Gabriel Castion. Whom, what, when, where, and why is what all Fagroney say while listening to Midnight Burger. A drum major and a trapeze artist walk into Connie's bar. Sir Party Animal.

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Speedy McSpeedy, Eli, Wolf. Auntie Becky is owned by five rescue cats. Speckled Unicorn. Jedi rides again with Nova the Space Pirate. Tevin Long Blade Short Sword. Forget normal. But damn! C.J. Johnson.

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The Soup Witch. Fetishini Alfredo, Pebbles, VV, F.E. Rawlings, Megan Hazen. Philip, your dad is not your dad. Nick Beauree. Midnight Plummer. His Royal Highness, Mr. Hamilton Underfoot Kitty the First and accomplice, Princess Penelope, the Marchioness of Mischief and Maven of Mystery. Megan Gentry, Mr. Cherry, Our Ass is in the Jackpot. Tubby Teddy, Wayne Hiser, India Inkblot, Slav of Bahamut, Omie Gracie, Dalton Jenkins, Cat Holtz, The True Mega Mike, Fred and George,

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Chiro the Space God. Eliza Travels the Universe. Lindsay Bowen, the goddamn podcast lawyer. Alex Spruce. Dr. D. Birdcloth Weather and Mrs. Duboptaway Birdclothwether want to say hello. to the whole Spweather family. I lost my galaxy britches in a game of pants darts. Angry Ron, Dominus Caesar, Dirkadub, Gloria's ex-girlfriend, Kelly Clickspring, most likely Cass, Jasmine James, Dr. Cabarand, also known as Omni, thanks Waffle Chateau. Colorado beekeeper, fruitcake, Zephyr's wife has the hots for Zebulon. Jennifer Culkins, Midday Burger, Dawn Parks, Throat Goat 666, oh my God, my dad found out

about my Patreon name. Fish in a bag. September previously observed in the pattern. Prime Freak, Protector of the Scottish Realm, Little Lord Stevie Pie, Droid Pirate Finley and his Rubin-esque parrot, droid pirate Finley and his Rubin-esque parrot. Stuck in a pit of Skittles, Sea Squatch, Deflater Mouse, Tony Piacarsky, Adrian R, Javier, Crazy Thadley, Crimulus is just happy to be here, The Twisted Twigster, Real Housewives of Seagius, Thay Queen, Upshnart, the Probability Demolition Expert, For My Mother.

T-C-TX Girl 6823 waiting on the diner, Nicole Studioso. Sign my sousaphone. K. The Flying Penguin honks at the horde of Bethany's encroaching on their nest. Honestly, this is getting absurd. Truck Stop Sandwich, Indigo Escargo, Love My Captain, Joe Mauma, Wandering Biscuit, Castriff, Ames affection for internet protection, Retro-M-G, NightScript, Utrud and Roses Viking Void Vitals, fueling the intergalactic fight against fascism. Yeah, not sure what I'm doing. River Brown, Senior Your Deuce, Warped Ryder, Tim Nacey, Ruben Clamzo, Turwin, Morgan Brockman, Sylvie, Friendly Neighborhood Fire Protection Engineer, Skull Bulb, Dustin Watson, Betty White 813, Randy Supreme and Queen Lancaster, Starscribe, Lucian Thunderstruck.

Ho-ho-Mamma! Glorbnar 7, now granting refugee status to victims fleeing the Bethany Wars. The Other Adel, Leah Hall, Sarah May, Silly Willie Bubblebutt, Sierra, not from Arkansas, Ebedeezer Boob, Caleb Tumiala, Jason Woods, Arnie Arbuckle Esquired, potion maestro, nebulae, Nell, regulators, mount up, Wandering Scholar, Mad Yogi Eileen, a cat named M, Petito Pato, Pato, Palace, Big Moe. I am Annie, I live forever in every moment I've existed, I swear to every star in the cosmos, I never forgot it was a gift.

The Stone Fox, Sylvia, Papitos, Henry the Goose, Jennifer Baumer, Ninja Grim Reaper, I am a bomb till I think of something else to do. Britwards. Shot-Huntley, Momo's Mama, Space Mormon says what? Ivy Paisley, Toast, Sue Watts, Myrtle, Caitlin, Leader of the Unicorn Revolution, Matlock, Lord of the 13th Sea, The Fourth Era, Printing with Cats, Calaisi Del Mar, Von Vega, Dixie Dina, 7,000 Possums, KBS1017, Silas Vex, Sarah Jack Sparrow Space Pony, Revive, Debbie E, Dusty Ventures, and his pilot Uzi drifted through space. Ronnie Porter, Gloria's line cook, Eagle Rock Lobster, The Gabbiest Painter,

and Herbird of Fire. Cudel, Ferell, Emily with two E's, Spaceman Nathan, Ramsey's Niblich the Third, Kerplunk, Whoops, Where's My Thribble? Jackie Wavlet, Ye'oy Gagarin, A Grimlin with the Munchies, Michelle Scoracchio, Genuine Jacob, Space Rooster Randy, Leopard Donut, Poofee Thang, Mellow Nuggets, Keychain Crap, Stilo, Bumbling Lily Bee, a quick pause so Joe can sip from his tiny tea cup. You know, you wouldn't think of it, but LA actually has like a tea scene that's very serious, and you can drop like $100 on like a couple of ounces of tea. And if you get way into it, apparently, that you start calling it the Leaf Game. Panda. Kennedy Allison Farner, the perpetually tired transgender time traveler. Tristan Stolls, Dalen Y. Shadow Rapture,

yet another Nicole, Hank the Wonder Lama, Arcraft, Russell, Jay to the Lynn, just a regular Fox, Jeremy Imson, What the Hell, Sineplex. and all the black people in North Carolina. Just Rachel. Waffles, Waffles, Waffles. Danger girl, Atlas Bear, Eva's cigarette ash, Hugh Bifted it. A. Zeus. Anaphylaxis. Scav with Comtacks. The shape-shifting sad girl and her girlfriend say, Joe, you've done it again. Sarah Nicole. The Kells fights with the Bethany's. Angry Leafs Lasersaw. Magnus Aerochill. Amy Perry. Source decay, descendant of the Swether Catfish whisperer. Vagabond Mary, Bold Mouse, Katie Mermaid and the delinquent duo. Nomin. Nicole.

Victor Schauberger reincarnated as White Mountain Hillbilly Glitter Cupcake, Max Danger's Security Chief Shatsy, The Anx Peach, Team Michelle and Billy, Nea Nix Reno, Frankinator, Nortle Bash, Jordan, Rwan X Belasco, Ryan Rosinski, average height, medium rage, Audio Monkey, Joe, Team Hafe of Eisen, K. In the mysterious AZHQ, I'll grant you that we have a multiplicity of mics, a jumble of James's, a trifecta of Tonys, one of whom still wants to be Laif, but sadly, No Bethany's. Rowan, Thady of the Black and Herald of the Stars. Ryan Burnett, Dr. Dr. B., Zopres and the Bumble Army, growing into my farm boots.

Superbeth becomes an RN alongside my bootstup farm friend. Geneva Boss, brothers of the cosign, uncivil noams, the Rat Queen Evelyn, Great Lunch Conversation, Captain Scott, Letty Lou. He was a shifty one that Nick Howard.

Kinger was here. Bobby Ray Winland Jr. Bop B-Dabadoo-Wop, Warped Echoes, Slabs, McTurps, Jeremiah Franco, Justin, the Nick of Time, Gothic Rainbow, Cody McClure, Eternal Companion, Maxine Lazotte, Jingolos, Eris, Goddess of Nobody, Has Matilda, Ditsy Bay, Just Your Average Reese, Kyle Church, Static Ego, L., Evan M. Dobson, Dave B. Nabi, your friendly neighborhood pathologist, going to be lit, Captain Emerald L, Wayne Hall, Danny Mars, externally screaming, but Bethany, I-made biscuits, Skebo and Fuzzle Macbumpurnitz,

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Katie Kate, get your colonoscopy, Victor Casados, Emily Schmemle, Bo-Ho-Go-bye-for-Jo-Joe-Joe-Go, that's a no-go, bro. Cody Monster, Collided Mind, Miss Nixie, Baby Baton Lee, Charlie Roodle, Kyle Perino, A.K., Sid the Sloth on a bike, Priya Gandhi. The Wandering Mermaid would like you to know that the Little Mermaid and the creature from the Black Lagoon are the same exact story. Little Stevie Pie. Green Mountain Hermit Bethany. Carl, the teller of Dad Jokes. Skylab's Multimensional, Multifasic

Intergalactic Quantum Cyberverse, Verde Sol, Galen Miller, Tess, Geriatric Youngen, Mystic Hippie, Unforcible, Local Marshag, Daniel Nitz, Mavis Bacon's Calling, Pyro's Calling, The Wizard's Supercalifragilistic Expialadocious, Too Many Jans, says, Things are Bad, But We're Going to Win, Pamela Roselle Tierra, Then Stina says, Thud Tweed, Enigmatic Catbird, Countess of Carbon, Luminus Elk, Rodian caution, love is for the Njords. Taz Hernandez, Captain Crash and the surviving crew. It's just Tyson now. Casper needs all the hugs, but Joe needs an O2 tank. Quote says, Joe is the writer's room. Nasty Dog 74 needs crew for ship. Brown coats OK. Awkward heretic. Devin 7777. Troy Aker, Mandy Kane, Northerly Kay. Lost Basan, you know, the moon prison outside the triad.

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Windchimes for safety. Cameron Winterbourne Welsh. Fireball XL5. McKenzie Duna. Code Stranger. One batty bet. Ha ha ha ha. Matt N. Alfie Rivineurum. Frelp. M. Lin. Feed me fish. J.R.R. on SFP. J. Spark. Little Mirror Leopard Paws. Diet night. Mars royalty. Take 20 damage, Maisie's bandstand, Kim Bob, Battle Pope and Bugaboo, Snorts, Maggorts, fresh squeezed, Patrick Holt, hold it now. Hit it, hit, had it, hoot it. Bradley Ashby, Peter, William Dyer, Vicky Abear, Jane, Hannah Dale, Crystal Delightful, gruntled, killshot Betty and her steel-eyed bow, Jackie Lowie, the Little Pigeon, Quentin

Elizabeth Jones, Lily the Planetary Brain, crazed bear, Crafty Lizard Be Quilton, Megan the Meg Young, Corey Morose, Russell Bunny, Max Savage, Jenny Wren, Apprehensive Craig, Tim Aranetta, Bacon, Nicole Studioso, Rambo, Chaos Squatcher, Jeremy, Jeremy, Stephanie Sturgis, Kirsten, Hurry Up and Wait, Sarah Farmer and Bella Donna first of her name, Criddle, Twilio, Heidelberti, Tom Webster, Rashmi Vinketesh, McClump, Azana the Leathersmith, Salazar the Doe Mage, Hayward's finest Garin Elizondo. To my little, you'll always be my good girl, you took a piece of my heart and left a paw print on my soul. Till we meet again.

Sir Schitzelot strikes again, damn, damn, Elspeth, Skyland, ALR, sidewalk jam, Tonka 2005, Cruzen B. Anthony. Trick says, weirp. Tibbled the first, Allie Frog, Tray the Turquoise Tortoise, Freya Titmittance, Courtney the Frogologist,

the Fon Tucky Wrangler, Scrimbrulee, Yay, Aaron, Zuzana, Celeste Yose, I'm so Antigity Fun! I'm Ava's evil twin sister, Bethany, Katie and Noah, Hendrix the Stink, The Ambergler, Boodles, Osvaldo Cimione, Ashley Chapel Peoples, Ryan Ortega, Barbarian Bloodbath, The Definestration of Ted's, Corrine Sabrantha, Shadow Daddy, Rubius Fuzzlebutt, Kay Mac, The Something-Something Detective Agency, Hyabuda, Eli the Electrician, Sunny Di Anomeli, Charmei,

Kay on with Karma, The Wondrous Mathasiphon, Hashtag Nisan Akura, Finnegan Robert, Jesse Foster, Samira, Mother of Cats, Flat Doug, Deary Darling, Ambient Drifting Man 80, Chris Hancock, Nicole 23, gracefully impaired, tired pirate muffin, Steve King loves Kathy, Laura, Roman Ronan, John Pruitt, Camel Pope, Philemena, Rebecca Trossel, Igpe Attenle, the Real Fairy Godmother, Mitsy Lou, Kelsey Home, Still Casper's number one fan, but now armed with a quantum spatula and ready to duel every Bethany in the Multiverse with breakfast wisdom. Damien the goddamn time lawyer, Matt Mosby, St. Fu, Harry Fishnuts, Astronoib, Magnus, the Civil Gnome, Welcome, everybody. I'm Hydealon, and I'll be leading our Midnight Burger emotional support group. Starlight. David Peerini, Techno Ranger Rick, Virgo Ares Infinity, Best Budds Danny and M, Charles Q Choi, a bug named Nat, Cicry, Cece Rooder, Death the Kid, Big Whiskey, All Cockinator, Ron was here, Magic Pony, Robert Olaveri, Jess Gioia, Killer Odd, Creator 67, Mervate of the Dark Seas, Cosmic Shrug, Incorogible

Ross, SCRB Mark 11, Eric A. Rayborn, Maggie's Yarm, stew, enthenomily, haunt, purple saline, three legs are perfectly good, Drew and L.A., anomalous death to PSL Vandal, fuck ICE, Captain BLEP, Ryan, Evie Power, Terry, PJ says what? Amelia Lucero at all. Fear now doesn't polish the shiny melon. Blargo, blargo, the jazz man. Tonight at 11. Larrack the Barbarianess, Hicksbezi Mates, zealous pragma, tuba Rick, it's just a Blake, Alice Malice reminds you to take your medication, please, your health is important.

Kelly Jane Danky, Aaron the Optimist, Thomas Stolen, AKA Casper from another universe, Chadney Ashra, Lucrezia, Thornis Animator, Tamara Oliver, the Real Dirt Fairy, Marissa, Ava, no not that, Ava, the one within... Grimm, says, Rest in peace, Jamie Baugh. You are my light, and the world is dimmer without you in it. Zaki Nat, underwater Corvid, Spisorinkum, Snakes and Bakes, Michael Christian, Ransom, Maroon Mycelil,

Grolix and Tarobang, Late Indeed Again, Theron Pyrallus, Ombaga, coming soon, dances with burritos, guacked and loaded. Aaron Mitchell, Lady Kianu Meissen, Onix Rose, Jackie Wavelet, J.R. The Hiker Bear, Velocate, Al Cave, Krusty McBeardface, Maleran, Sweet Michelle, Kara, Come Me Zen, Calibri, Mel Momberg, Rogue, Lisa Geisler. Uh, attention, Dred Pirate Fred Friedberger, we have run out of languages. Please contact her office. What the Chuck, Sonor Nasuno, Ben and Jessica, Todd Van Voris, Nea de Russo, Pechis Atoichi, Ingey the Gracket, Azula the Brave, and their ever-faithful Squire Grab Thar.

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