Transcript S2 E14: Guiding Light Narrator X: The Stagecoach glides through the weightless void, searching for the way home. [Whooshing engine noise and folksy guitar music.] Narrator S: They’re drawing gradually closer to the curved edge of the cosmos, the city-encrusted bedrock shell.  Narrator M: They are attempting to chart a course in the general…

Transcript S2 E13: The Other Side Narrator X: (Hambing) “Hah!” [Ongoing grunts of effort.] Inside the sun, armed with his trusty spear, Hambing hacks through a jungle of insane tearror weirdness.  Narrator S: Now that he’s no longer martini-glass-size, this task is less of a problem for him. But there’s still the fact that every…

Transcript S2 E12: Alienation Narrator X: (Guy) “Hello,” the crew hovering inside the Ship’s control deck hear through the Biological Man’s teletheric. “I’m Guy.” Narrator S: All eyes turn to Steve, who is hovering upside down beside a punch-disc input. Within his flickering head-satchel, his fluidic brain eyeball spasms and darts, boggling at the teletheric,…

Transcript S2 E11: Elsewhere Narrator M: Merlin is alone. [A heavy, unfamiliar ambience.] He is perched atop a mountain of insane garbage.  Narrator S: The Biological Man’s voice emanates from his chest, with Cleo sob-squealing in the background.  M: (Biological Man) “What happened? What happened, Merlin? Are you okay?” (Merlin) “I’m– I’m all right. I…

Transcript S2 E10: Burn Narrator X: The Foldlight illuminates. [Tense, frantic music.] The control deck comes alive with instant, urgent, lightning-fast activity, with the humming and whirring sounds of various bocular and punch-discular devices. [A menacing Sentinel sound.] (Steve) “Oh no, here it comes! Shut the door! Shut the door!” Narrator M: bellows Steve, sproinging…

Transcript S2 E09: Bottled Up Narrator S: In the unnerving golden light of the sun, the shard of rainbow crystal is really quite beautiful, truly like a prism.  Narrator X: Its iridescence is darker, deeper, more colorful, more strange, intensified by the stark glare of this place’s dim star.  Narrator M: The single light source…

Transcript S2 E08: Thought Exercise Narrator M: Here in the archway-covered plaza, crisscrossed by splinters of edgeless, textureless bedrock, the remaining members of the Ship’s crew – plus Steve – stand gathered around a glowing underfold princess.  [A quivering synth melody.] Narrator S: Her blue-green-pink bioluminescence glitters weakly against the ultrablack stone of the city. …

Transcript S2 E07: Flashback Narrator S: (Cleo) “Here’s another one! Looks like a suck-hole– I, I mean a Delta-type hole this time. Mark it down, Biological Man?”  Narrator M: The Biological Man marks his map with another circle. The map is already peppered with many such circles, some of which are filled in to denote…

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Transcript S2 E05: Marrow Narrator X: The Stagecoach rests quietly in the center of a dark, still, necropolitan plaza, a tiny point of light within a vast realm of night, a solitary firefly in an empty black box theater.  Narrator S: The crew is now all geared up and outside the Stagecoach, taking stock of…