Transcript S2 E03: The Mourning After Narrator S: Cleo is floating in the center of Steve’s homestead fold bubble. The unlight – no, sun? light? – shines through everything in a way that, at home, would probably cause all kinds of tearrors to happen. But here, this fold is calm and nonreactive. It still has…
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Transcript S2 E02: Stranger Narrator S: In a dark expanse, there shines a sun. [Disorienting music.] Narrator M: Surrounding the sun is a weird solar system, almost, of many thousands of zero-g globules of fold, hovering like wax in a lava lamp, in space, slowly orbiting that point of light. Narrator X: Kinda like an…
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Transcript S2 E01: Lure Narrator M: Fishing is a patient sport. [An unfamiliar melody.] It requires a methodicalness, a series of preparations, each linking together through time, Narrator S: through space. M: This enables you to create a scenario by which you might ensnare your prey – the fish, in this example. Even then, patience…
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Transcript S1: Interlude 1 [some crackling static, a solid CLUNK as the recording begins] Kanneken Hartevelt: Check, check check check. Um, yes, I think just putting this over here… All right! I think we are recording! Right. Merlin Vot: And this is written reference alone, correct? KH: Yes, the light is on – yes, yes,…
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Transcript S1 E18: Homeward X: (Mother Artifice) “YOU ARE NOT DISTRACTED FROM YOUR PURPOSE. YOU ARE WAYLAID BY NO OBSTACLE. YOU ARE SAFELY AND SUCCESSFULLY NAVIGATING THIS SHIP BACK TO MIDST.” M: An elevator descends past, then pauses, then returns. It doors open, and Micky steps into Control. She’s got a bucket of silverware in…
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Transcript S1 E17: The Limits of Reality M: Merlin enters the bathroom, bringing the Biological Man a fresh towel straight out of the bocular dryer, S: which is just like a regular dryer, but bocular. X: The bathrooms aboard the Ship are communal affairs, angular crystal rooms like every other deck on the Ship, with…
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Transcript S1 E16: The Delta S: (Felix) “Eugh, is this really everyone? Yikes. Talk about a skeleton crew.” [A rhythmic synth melody.] M: Felix has gathered all of the remaining crew here on the exterior bow deck of the Ship, all eleven of them – if we’re not counting Omelet. X: Felix glances back at…
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Transcript S1 E15: Last Call Narrator S: The Ship soars downcurrent along the Mediun, the bright sky above, the ocean of Fold below. Several crew are gathered on the prow deck of the Ship, gazing ahead, downcurrent, with bocnoculars. Narrator M: A speck of an islet on the horizon is slowly coming into view, hovering…
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Transcript S1 E14: Safety [Strange croaking, bird calls, a symphony of nature.] Narrator M: Somewhere between the depths and the Mediun, a tiny uncharted islet shimmers with soft bioluminescence in the dark of the Fold, wreathed in a haze of silky mist. Narrator S: No human settlements here, but richly inhabited by natural life. M:…
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Transcript S1 E13: Enlightenment Narrator S: Devoured by a vortex of living darkness, the Foldlight detonates. [A catastrophic shattering noise.] Narrator M: A giant flash like a lightning strike, absolutely blinding, bright enough that even the polarized hull of the Ship can’t contain it. Narrator X: A single stark freeze-frame as bright as unlight illuminates…
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