Ho ho ho, Gondor the Terrible, you will never get the solar plexus crystals now. Oh, you think I need the solar plexus crystals- Hi Scrap, have you seen Ferple come through here? I'm a bit busy at the moment actually, I- Wait, what are you doing? Nothing, just, you know, captain stuff. Oh, it's us! You have little figures of the whole crew! Is that to help plan for battles and ship coordinating? Oh, yes, yeah. Well how do they look so accurate?
Oh, that's easy. I just made these little guys in Heroforge. They've got a new face customizer feature so I can get everyone just right. See, I even got the doctor's flowers right there. Their color of them is almost as pretty as they are in real life. Well, I don't want to bother you while you're planning big captain business things. I'll see you in the mess hall later, captain. Alright, later Ike. We could use the power of the crystal to help us with this mission.
Oh yeah, Radical Dude, I was gonna get skateboarded. Oh, I had a skateboard on my own planet once. Previously on The Adamless. Azan, he? Ike. She. My name is Dereak. What's up? My name's Skye. Welcome to the patchwork, my dudes. You have a lead on where the next crystal is. The planet Nos in the Vanir system. My name is Poncho. I'm the sheriff of these areas. I'm the sheriff of Neutrino Downs.
The electric augmentations that the Baron has equipped onto themselves surge with electricity and you see it burst up his chest and this electricity bursts out of, like bursts to his head. He jerks back and there is this huge splatter as part of his head just explodes onto the back of the engine car. Then you hear something that you didn't think you would hear. I told you Poncho, I'm not easy to kill. New Mors did this to me and I'm just trying to get those years back.
And this connection to immortality is severed so severely that you watch him almost rot in front of you. Time is fed up, far, far horizon. A humongous domed structure. There are hundreds, possibly thousands of skeletons. And as the noise of Thittlebrush and Poncho leave and your new destination the stained city of New Mors. The Baron, the man who ruled the crumbling sands of Nos, is dead. And you should feel more relief at that.
But instead you stand in a mass grave surrounded by hundreds of skeletons. Their bodies walking, crawling, sprinting away from the city that you now stand in front of. The stained city of New Mors. The dome that covers the city paints the outside like stained glass. You see a large shipment container breach the atmosphere, fly through the summit of the dome and dock inside. And then you see another ship fly out. It looks just like any other city, but you're standing in the bones of its people.
Listening to the wind sing a song in their honour. Standing in this place. There is one thought on everyone's minds. So, what's the plan? We could try knocking. I-I-yeah. No. I mean, why? No? No, that was a joke. Oh. Sorry, my delivery was off. Oh. It's like they all tried to escape and just died where they stood. Well, didn't somebody say during the big train fight that nobody gets in or out of New Mors?
You see Flair, like, poking around in someone who is stuck in this crawl, like their arm is reaching forward. It doesn't look like they've been shot or beaten. The skeletons are perfectly intact. It's almost like they just...died. You remember what the Baron said? Living a long time, being unable to kill. They did this to him. Maybe this is how you escape. Maybe you walk out the door and...die. Then how did he get out? Right.
Perhaps they are like the Baron in the sense that they required the use of the Turingium in order to continue surviving. Well, what happens if we go in? Is there any way to know if we can come out again? People have to be able to visit and leave again. This place would need to be supplied. Wait, I've always wanted to try this. If I flew up there on my board and hid under the cruiser, do you think I could get away with it? Get away with what?
Getting into the city by hiding under the ship as it goes in. Oh! Oh! But alone? Is that safe? I've already done a train robbery, like this will be the best weekend of my life if I can do it. This guy! Right! If a docking area has scanning abilities, you might get caught. Yeah, maybe we should go back to plan A and...knock. I mean, who really could be that simple? If they left, we could just...track the path back. Well, I did kind of like that idea. I have no opposition.
As you make your way toward the great stained city of Numors, it looks like this multicolored glass, but the closer you get, you can tell that it's all like jewels in all. There are these huge circular cutouts, and when you step toward them, you see a small camera. What happens if we wave at the cameras? There is this large shudder as the semicircle of all that you were looking at shifts and moves and lifts up, creating an opening for you all.
You're expecting to see the full city out in front of you as these doors open, but instead you are met with a docking port. And in the centre of this domed docking port, there is a large circular elevator. There are these huge automatons and bizarrely big-looking men that are picking up crates and moving them toward the elevator.
There are a few ships that are docked in this docking port, these clean, new, beautiful, business-class ships that are clearly built exclusively to represent companies and fly throughout the galaxy. They are contrasted with these more ratty-looking ships. They dinged up like they got their resources through less honourable means. And one ship sticks out to you amongst them. This old galley-looking ship, like a pirate vessel.
The galley ship looks like it's made of wood. It has sails that are pulled down at the minute, and its maiden head are these huge, dried tentacles that wrap around the front part of the ship. And hanging from them is this huge skull of an unknown beast. And on the deck of this ship, what you imagine is the crew, these creatures from different species all throughout the universe, hauling body parts, skulls, just gristle from different beasts.
They haul them from their ship, and they are putting it into the same elevator as these other resources. These skeletons and skulls that are being brought in, am I able to identify them just by seeing them? You may have seen them on Idun, but you can tell just by looking at them, they're of this huge, dangerous game. They are all seemingly apex predators. Crew, I believe they're poachers. Poachers of what exactly? Very dangerous game.
What do new moors want with a bunch of remains from dangerous game? I have no idea. The most I could think of are trophies. Couldn't they be using it as like resources? Is that... What, for bones? I assume that they're useful in some kind of practical, normal way. I'm fishing. What, bones? Yeah. Yeah, perfectly useful. You can use them to make houses, they can create scaffolding, glue...
But why of those species specifically? Couldn't they just raise livestock and get that much easier than finding such extreme apex predators and large, dangerous herbivores? Just confusing. Because you're thinking of livestock, and you're thinking of food, but you notice it is all resources for building. It's all metal, it's all stone, it's all wood. There's no food. Unless New Moors has an incredible food system. It's a bit odd.
Dr. Therriac, we know the crystals in this city. What if somebody here has figured it out? Figure what out? What it is, what it does. What if they're building something to access it, or maintain it, or destroy it? Trap it? Harness it. Harness it, yeah. Very feasible. In any case, I think we should stop looking around unless we be picked out as unusual. Come on. Listen, Astrid. Uh-huh, darling. I promise you complete honesty from here on out.
And I'm gonna start that off by saying, I am really glad that you came. But you don't have any skin in this game. To be honest, again, I'm just doing this for I.G. This might be the dumbest thing I've ever done, and I've done a lot of dumb things. We're doing this because an evil-sounding rock told us to. We don't know if we're coming out of here. I don't want you going in there just to try and impress me. Well, you got a very big idea of yourself, I'll give you that. It's accurate.
My goal is a way off of this planet. Okay, we can get you a way off if you help us in Hell City. Alright. Let's go before they close the door. There is this one weirdly tall man who's stood next to the elevator. He has a holographic checklist that he's checking things off of. When you say tall, do you mean like, in the same way that like, Shaq is like a tall human but still looks like proportionally correct? Doing bizarrely tall. Like, nine almost ten foot human.
Ah, you are the guests who came in from the sands? Guests? Yeah, guess that's us. My name is Mr. Haritok. Do you have business here? We're tourists. Hmm, we have a lot of money we'd like to spend. Well, Newmores is an elevated city. We have no need for credits or money. We've moved far beyond that. And our gates are closed. Far only for employees. How do you do an entertainment? Hmm, am I supposed to know you at all? Yeah, I'm just the manager. But this is the amazing sky.
Pop princess, skateboard enthusiast. None of this ringing a bell. I mean, we've been on how many holodecks now? Azam, I thought I told you to get the visas. Why are we not being let into the city? I'm gonna freak out. Is my trailer ready to go? I did send missive. Did none of it reach you? You know I don't read anything you send to me. Not you. Skye is a wonderful and amazing artist. She's very excited to be here and of course will cause no problems in your great city.
Skye, don't worry. I have your tonics. I said I wanted diet smog wine. We're gonna have to buy three cases as soon as we arrive in the city. You got it, of course. I am miss Skye's handler for a pet that unfortunately died in a wreckage. Poor Graviticus. He was so young. You may have heard of me. My name is Dr. Theriac. Dr. Theriac you say? The wild times Dr. Theriac? That is correct. I have all the credentials. We have no need for entertainment, but that doesn't mean we can't get you inside.
If you are who you say you are, of course you will have to meet with the directors of Freyr Incorporated. A lot of the older girls at Weymouth would have makeup from them. Weymouth? I stole it and flushed it down the toilet. Yeah, the school. You know, school. We broke in there. Oh yes, where we took the picture. Yeah. I was, I was conning. Yes. A visitor once had like a compact with the logo on it. That's it. That's all I got.
I will be back. We will need to run some tests just to make sure you're all fit and able. Just so you can enter new maws without carrying in any diseases. I understand. I will be but a short while. I sincerely apologize. I think it was the first time I freaked out in my life. Oh my God. No, I loved being a pop star for five minutes. I was just really hoping you had a part two to that plan. What would have happened if they put me on a stage?
You would have performed. I can't do my tight five again. No, you would have done cool kickflips. You would have been rad. It would be similar to those, to those theatrical troupes, you know, that perform music, but also are like perform like incredible feats. Yeah, it's a backing music. We would have found some vocals. I've always said that we should start a band. You have said that. You want Sky to become a voice for propaganda? Come on. That wouldn't work. No, we'd be independent.
Correct. I think Sky would be very good. Can you sing, Sky? I don't think so. I've never tried and I'm never going to start because if I start, I'm going to find out if I'm bad and I would just rather assume I'm good. You don't sing while you're like doing mundane tasks? Dishes. Showering. Things like that. Not really. I just do like drum beats. Like, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot. I mean, that's also music, Sky. Beatboxer. You're a beatboxer. We are an acapella group.
Oh my god. I'm very enamored with the idea of a Zom performing a bass solo. No, but that means I'd have to sing. I cannot sing. Well, I don't want to perform, but I don't mind passing you a flask every now and then. That part was fun. That was fun, yeah. It was a fun little bit. There we go. That company. Freya. They do the makeup and things. I don't have much from them because it's quite pricey, but that's what they do.
Matt, would you say that the figure that we met was tall in the way that fashion-like design sketch models look? Yes, I would very much say that tall fashion design sketch would be creepy. Mr. Harretok, the doorman, comes back. He has this small device in his hand. You will all be delighted to know that you have qualified for the VIP treatment. Upon arrival, Theria, you and your entourage will meet with the directors. But before this, I need to take a small scan from everyone.
Certainly, I would like to probe. Will the biometrics be utilized for anything beyond just health checks? No, we just need to know that you're in good health. Very well. Yo, you still got the binder of IDs in the pile that used to be the patchwork? Yeah. We've already introduced you as Sky. None of our aliases have Sky as a first name. It's my stage name. I'm so sorry. Can I suggest something? Please. Sky. Zalimit. Sky Zalimit. I hate it, thank you. I despise that. We'll think about it.
Z-A-L-I-M-I-T. Zalimit. Zalimit. Girl of the 21st century. Exactly. You understand. Thank you. Zalimit. Yo, I just want something with like, gothic Victorian orphan child energy like Victoria or Scrumpt. Scrumpt Scraper. Scrumpt Scraper. You have any extra pie? Just get the binder. Get the binder. I got Helena. Ooh, I like Helena. I like Helena. Helena Onbright is the- Helena Onbright? Fuck yeah. That rules. Give me that. Yeah. Yeah? You want just that one? There you go.
We're whispering too long. We're drawing attention to ourselves. Shut up. Shut up. Never mind. Do you have any ones for me considering? I think if anyone's gonna appear on a registry, it's probably me. I don't have anything for- for if really I mean- Yeah, all these IDs have mine and Scrapp's face on it. Oh no. A registry. Oh, I just remembered. I- Oh god. Yeah, right. Oh no. God. Mr. Haratok takes Estrid's- just like a small poke into Estrid's palm. She winces a little. Very good.
Um, my ID- you know how our ship, uh, was destroyed? It's all- all of that's gone, but you can take my arm, certainly. Go ahead. Of course. Clean as a whistle. There's a small poke in your arm. May- may I use my hacking skills to like, try and look into his machines and see if they picked up anything about I? It isn't being hidden at all, so you can- you can just look.
It's got I's full name, age, kind of health, like history of health problems, planet of origin as Saga, has- for job as Kuria for the Burry Mining Company, and it has this like full holographic scan of her. Okay. Thanks. Very good. Young lady, Sky, he goes over to you, and when he does this scan, under your name it has unregistered, age unregistered, job unregistered, planet of origin unregistered. Your machine's broken. It's okay, I got a physical copy.
Ah, thank you. Yes, you are young, healthy, it seems. Lungs are a bit damaged, along with the skin in certain places, but nothing we can't fix. Ah, loved that interaction. Who's next? Yeah, why not? You're gonna wanna punch here, so you're not in the groove, or that.
Azam, after your scan goes through, it says you were an Ifriti senator, you're from the planet Irim, but then a new section pops up at the bottom, saying that you spent 30 years in the Ulfhefnar Black Hole Prison, which you would know as the Shadow Realm. Then it has a log list of the crimes that you were committed and caught for. Hmm. I thought you were older. No you didn't. It's alright, I've served my time, and I've made my peace.
Well, you'll have all the time in the world here to make up for your past, and discretion, but you're healthy, fit at least, not as fit as you could be. I'm getting old. Hmm. Very good. Doctor? Has the usual stuff, name, age, planet of origin, and then also it says founder of wild times. Very good. Now to see the rest of your crew. Scrap then, steps forward. The same thing comes up that came up with Sky, a lot of his unknown now. One plus I know STDs. Yet. Yeah, I'm very careful.
And they are part of your entourage? Yes, they are. They were actually just with me at wild times. Scrap is an excellent mechanic. He then goes over to Flare, who's next in line. Under Flares name is a series of numbers and letters, almost like a barcode. Under age, it is 18 to 25, and then planet of origin is unknown. Occupation, it says Ulfhethnar foot soldier. He walks over to Keelin, the same thing happens, except this time it's age 35 to 45. You have security, at least.
Well, if you wouldn't mind, the elevator currently going down is for resources. You'll get yours running right after. Congratulations on your ticket to new malls. You know how we were saying this city doesn't have livestock? I'm starting to think they do. Yeah. One last thing, Madame Barbrick. We have let your employers know that you'll be freelancing with us for a little bit. We don't. Did you already? Because you don't need to let them know anything. I'm on leave. This is sort of a side thing.
It's just friendly trading of information between businesses. Do you have the number of her supervisor? The system should have already informed them. Good for the system. It's been so nice traveling with all of you. I'm so happy that we got to know each other. I'm certainly. I hate this place. Okay, so you should all leave. I- Skye, what are you trying to do? Are you trying to convince us to abandon you? Well, I'm trying to make it so that none of you die. I'm Ike, by the way. Oh, no. I'm sorry.
I know our whole name conversation got really confusing. You are Ike. I am Helena. Also, Burbank? What was that? Bar-Brick? That's the nerdiest last name I think I've ever heard. Well, now you know why she goes by Ike. Listen, Ike, we're not going to abandon you. Oh, they are going to kill you. They're going to kill me. No, no, they're not going to kill you. Not here. So let's take a deep breath.
They're also not going to kill you anywhere else either because they're going to have to get through us. Yeah, that's true. And to be honest, they probably want to- they probably want to like kidnap you and interrogate you and then like try and force you back onto the company line. And then if that doesn't work, take your assets and then they'll kill you. So it's a whole involved process. How do you think I do under interrogation? Would you like to wager?
We're never going to let it get that far. Now, I'm a bit behind. Why does the company want to kill you? Well, I'm more of a freelancer than a full-time employee, but I've been registered. It's not- I don't get the full benefits package. I get invited to holiday parties. Ain't they your boss? Ain't they supposed to look after you? They did for all intents and purposes. Yes, that's my employer. And they- but recently I learned that maybe my direct supervisor slash ex-best friend- Ex-best friend?
Well, guess where I could work on thin ice right now? I thought Quinn was your boss. And up until not terribly too long ago with my only friend. So I'm- Oh dear god. Wait a moment. Well, Astrid. First of all, nice to meet you. It is nice to meet you too, Dom. Oh yeah, everyone, this is Astrid. We hung out a lot when I was over the enemy lines. I did participate in something that an organization did not like. We won something that we were not supposed to. I'm wanted for a great sum of money.
As it turns out, my boss slash former friend is after that money. So if that message has been sent to my employer, then they will know where I am. And that was their goal. So, huh. Um, so you're caught up. Flair and Katelyn as well? Yeah. That's the mess I've dragged you into. I'm sorry. And you should run if possible. At least you don't have a rap sheet. You served your time. Unfair as it was, you did it. I don't think that'll matter to most people.
I knew a couple of Void that went to the Shadow Realms and came back completely different people. I have a habit of shoving people into solitary for no reason. The idea was if you punish yourself, then you don't have to do much. I was locked up for like full time. I was too dangerous to be let out. Even being outside that dark room wasn't pleasant. Too dangerous to be let out. I have a way with words. Yeah, bet you do, Senator Azam. Oh, right! That's what I was impressed by.
Well, we don't talk about that. I mean, how many times do you have to say, oh, I was a diplomat? Like zero. I can barely pronounce diplomat. So Katelyn, she looks to getting that number changed, huh? Put a name there. I don't think they do that. Well, it just means that we're the only ones with that name. No one else called us. Is it true? Doctor, your elevator to New Mores has arrived. At the bottom, you will be met by the directors, and they will take you back to their domicile.
In their domicile? Is it possible to request an individual room? Oh, you will have your own individual rooms, but you will stay within the grounds of the directors, since the general public might get excited to meet friends of the directors. Specifically, you will be met by head director Aphrodite, Venus, and Adonis will meet you after. Adonis, Aphrodite, and Venus? We look forward to the introduction. I lean down towards Doctor Theria. You ever heard those names before?
I'm gonna kneel down too, and I'm just gonna say- I'm not that short. Do you want me to talk to you standing? Would that be less demeaning? Whatever, what do you want to say? They're not boating well for me that we get to this city, they're loading off a bunch of endangered animal bones. They hear that you run wild times, which to my knowledge used to be a poaching ground, and are real excited to meet you. Oh, I'm terrified, mortified, aghast- Horrified. Truly harrowed. Anxious. Correct.
Bamboozled. Well- Not quite, okay. This is a little strong. But, yes, this is not, certainly not the type of people I enjoy being around. If you recall the last time I was stuck with a bunch of board directors. Theria, what type of people do you like to be around? You people. Aww. Sorry that I said that so aggressively. No, it's okay, I got it. You people. No, I appreciate it. That's good at least. Thank you. What's this thing?
We'll step into the elevator as if they are the leader, which they are not. They don't like this. Your journey will take around eight to nine hours. Eight to nine hours? But do not worry, it is a comfortable journey. Do you got movies? We have the finest selection of movies that New Mores has to offer. Okay. And we also have a television and some information packets about the city. Is there a phone? Will there be supplements, some nutritious accommodations of any sort?
No, Doctor, you needn't worry, it is all taken care of. Thank you once again. I wish you all a marvelous journey and a wonderful visit to our beautiful city. There's this gas sound. Can I like instinctually put my gas mask on? Take my weapon out! It is purely like gas escaping and is acclimating you to the atmosphere, like an airlock. I look at the gang for confirmation that all is good. Another ship breaches the summit and docks down. It is this bright red ship with these green accents.
The maidenhead of the ship are these two large hauls jutting out. But both have been broken, snapped off. Azzam, you recognize this ship as a Heth ship. The ramp lowers. And four people exit off. All of them, the helmets still on. These two in their classic green and red Heth armor. One in this clean, like honorific black, large Titan exoskeleton suit. And this other one has this deep blue suit with this large helmet. The figure in the black heavy suit takes off the helmet.
And you recognize this figure as General Magnolia Cole. Her hair is buzz cut down to her skull. She has scars on her face from innumerable battles won. And she has a pistol on her side. Azzam, she has your pistol on her side. Well, like on plus side, I don't think you have to worry about dying. I think that's going to be my issue. She turns to the figure in the deep blue armor with the large helmet. She says something that you can't hear. This other figure, undoes the helmet, takes it off.
And there is this blue-flamed Ifriti. Who looks exactly the same as the last time you saw them. There are two things different. Their horns have been broken off their skull. And those eyes that were once filled with so much light. Have dimmed to just coals. He looks toward the elevator. And you can tell that the headlights, the searchlights from this Heth ship are so bright. That they are completely obscuring you. You are stood directly in the glare. The elevator shudders again.
Beginning to move. And you have a choice. You can step to the side. Announce yourself to your fiance. The person who you haven't seen for these past 30 years. Or you can stay directly where you are. And let the elevator drop. I instead walk forward so that I'm still obscured by the light. And I just place one hand upon the glass. And I think I leave a little melted imprint there. As the parts of me that are usually lit up. Are bright white. Scratch that. I'm gonna kill her.
The elevator begins its descent. Why, why would you say that? Azam. Was that another Afreet? Why do you think you're gonna die? What happened with you and that other Afreet? Last time I saw them. I kissed them goodbye. As I was escorted away. That woman you saw was the one who locked me up. And beside her. Was the one I devoted my life to. That was your... fiance? The one from the ring. The Afreet was. No way. Why would they be together? I don't know. Is he... Hef? I don't know.
This place is hell. Seems very much like it. There are an awful lot of coincidences. In science, there are hardly coincidences if they align so well. I tell you, your crystal better be paying us well, Ike. That crystal is... something powerful. I'm not one to let it go to the wayside because we were scared. I'm not scared. I'm furious. I'm angry. I can only imagine. Well, I'm scared. For Azam and for me and for... us. I don't like it here. Well, they love you.
That's the thing I don't like. That they regard me as your superior. I understand that we've done the whole charade of me having employed all of you, but this is wretched. Charade? I have it in writing. Skye, I do need you to understand. What is your age again? Seventeen. You can participate as a volunteer at Wild Times, but you are not of age to actually begin working there. I don't regard you as an employee. I regard you as my friend.
I'm hurt. I'm hurt, Doc. You should not be. That is a major compliment. Oh. You compliment weird Doc. I'm a weird person, it seems. For the record, we're gonna be fine. Everything's gonna go great. We're gonna go down there. We're gonna get the second crystal. We're gonna get out of here before any shit hits any fan. What is the evidence towards that? We rock. That is empirically true? That is true. One of us is empirically rock? Ferriak, forgive me, but all I can think about is what I just saw.
Hands in? I don't think this is a hands in moment. Every moment could be a hands in when- I put my hand in. Yeah, Ike. Ike's with me. I think- I don't think- Come on, get your little root in there. You know you want to, Doc. Come on, Doc. Okay. Awesome. You want to talk about it? I just want to burn everything to the fucking ground. And I put my hand in. Yeah! I love the energy! As your captain, I feel like it would be wrong of me to go against a team decision. Kaylin? Flare?
We're killing Heth, then yeah. And then- I don't know what y'all's deal is, but- We don't know either. I'm with you. Burn new moors to the ground on three. That's a bit of a mouthful, but sure. You got a better suggestion? Go team. Okay, on three. One, two, three. Go team! You are now traveling to new moors. Heaven's greatest city. Where beauty is only skin deep. And life is forever. Kill me. That is where we'll end today. Oh my god! A little intense one. We had some- Certainly.
Oh my god, I want to talk so much more about all this! We got eight hours in an elevator! We got eight hours in an elevator! Hello there, beautiful, wonderful souls. Thank you so much for the atomless- I got a few quick delicious little thank yous before I shout out our delicious, beautiful, sexy little players. I'd like to thank Meeber, Doofingers, Daniel Ouda, Mary, Anna, Noah, Sunny420 for joining our Patreon at the Patchwork Support Tier.
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Anyway, little kiss for you. Do you like smelling shit? I have a list of talking points that I need to hit at the end of all these things. And one of them is just, do you want merch? And it's like, well, that doesn't really fit right there, but do you want merch? We got merch. We have teamed up with Familiashop to make some Atomless themed soaps. Each member of the Patchwork is collaborating to make a soap base around that character. The character Sky is Strawberry, Azam is Bonfire and Incense.
And oh, Hot Diggity. It's so nice. I actually haven't smelled them before. I was going off the word of everyone else, because they collaborate to make the soap for them. But because I didn't get a character, I hadn't done it yet. And Azam, so we bought recently, we bought all of them, me and Mo. And Azam's one is great. Andres, I will say, I do have a favorite. I do believe that I do believe Theriacs of Eucalyptus and Bergamot is my favorite. I think it smells the best.
Not only that, it literally looks like Theriac, which I think is so goofy cute. And it's great. I know that Dylan has eyes literally on his desk to just smell it occasionally, because apparently they can't get enough of that little Cinderella princess rat. If you like that and you want to get involved, if you want to smell that Cinderella princess rat, then head on over to the familiar shop on Etsy to do that. We get a little cut if you get it as well.
So you're also directly supporting us and also supporting a small business that took a chance and was like, hey, do you want to make soaps, which is really fucking cool actually, I'll play as today. Normal Brian Planks, guys. SuperDimple, I ignored him in the league. Dear, who's where Wolfils and Socials played as Azam and Andriu Rivera-Art plays our wonderful garlic Theriac, who is on Socials, but also mainly has a website, Andriu Rivera-Art, which you should go to.
And then of course me, Matthew Aper, Captain Krell and all things. I voice the pew-pews, the explosions and all that jazz gang. Thank you so much for listening. I love you so much. I'm going to give you a little kiss for you. Hey, listen, hey, we've goofed off in this little outro sequence. If you've listened this far, I want you to... Oh my God, do you want to know what's mad? So it is half one in the morning, which is not...
It's pretty late for me to be honest, but it's not as late as I've ever stayed up editing. The reason why this one took so long... So Moe edited the bulk of the episode and then I went through because my mic sounded like this for most of it. And I was like, that's completely unacceptable. So I went through and re-recorded literally every single piece of audio that you have heard today. And if you couldn't tell, even if you could tell, tweet at me and be like, couldn't even tell.
And that's our little secret, fun little message. I'll give you a little like pew pews. Pew pews. What is that? Finger guns. That's it. I'll give you those. Anyway, gang, I love you so much. Thank you so much for listening. I'll give you a kiss. Next time we fly through the atomless sea, I hope you will be there to fly with us. Ah! A-ba-jab, ab-ba-jab, ab-ba-jab, ab-ba-jab!