LIU Atlas - Ambroscus
There are billions of stars, millions of planets, but there is only one man, Terrance McDoogal. Welcome to LIU Atlas.
LIU Atlas - Ambroscus
The Ludgonian Industrial Union's galaxy contains billions of stars and billions of planets. Unfortunately, most residents of the LIU could only name a handful of these worlds. In order to improve astronomy grades across the LIU, TV2 has started a new program called LIU Atlas. Follow our host, Terrance McDoogal, as he takes you on a tour across the LIU and some of its more obscure worlds.
Note: This episode is presented in full screen. The corresponding dialogue is underneath each episode.
LIU Atlas - Ambroscus
The Ludgonian Industrial Union's galaxy contains billions of stars and billions of planets. Unfortunately, most residents of the LIU could only name a handful of these worlds. In order to improve astronomy grades across the LIU, TV2 has started a new program called LIU Atlas. Follow our host, Terrance McDoogal, as he takes you on a tour across the LIU and some of its more obscure worlds.
Note: This episode is presented in full screen. The corresponding dialogue is underneath each episode.
Doog: “Welcome to another episode of LIU Atlas. I’m your host, Terrance “Doog” McDoogal. Today, we’re visiting the remote, icy world of Ambroscus. Ambroscus is home to an alien race we lovingly call ‘the Goo’. The Goo are a collective consciousness comprised of trillions and trillions of microscopic organisms. These organisms, also known as the Goo Collective, can be found in only one pool on this planet. The pool contains a nutrient rich organic compound necessary for the collective’s survival. This compound can not be synthesized artificially, so the collective is forced to stay on this planet.”
Doog: “Alright folks, I’m outside one of the few visible structures on the planet’s surface. This structure leads into a facility under Ambroscus’ thick ice crust. This facility, known as the Ambroscus Vault, is home to the Goo Collective and apparently holds some form of advanced technology. We’re here to figure out what it is. Ah, I think I see our guide now.”
Doog: “Wow, you’re a big one! I figured you’d be smaller, being microscopic and all.
Goo: “Actually, I am not one. You are speaking to millions of individuals.”
Doog: “Millions?”
Goo: “Yes, but only a fraction of the total collective.”
Doog: “Seems confusing. Who’s driving this suit? And what should I call you?”
Goo: “We are all piloting this hardsuit. We are a collective consciousness. Many individuals, but one mind. For identification purposes, you may refer to me as Goo.”
Doog: “Weird. I’m not sure I understand, but it’s too cold ask questions. Shall we head inside?”
Goo: “Yes. Right this way.”
Goo: “Actually, I am not one. You are speaking to millions of individuals.”
Doog: “Millions?”
Goo: “Yes, but only a fraction of the total collective.”
Doog: “Seems confusing. Who’s driving this suit? And what should I call you?”
Goo: “We are all piloting this hardsuit. We are a collective consciousness. Many individuals, but one mind. For identification purposes, you may refer to me as Goo.”
Doog: “Weird. I’m not sure I understand, but it’s too cold ask questions. Shall we head inside?”
Goo: “Yes. Right this way.”
Doog: “Holy Kaadu! It’s not much warmer in here. What do you have the thermostat set on?”
Goo: “It’s hovering right around -19 degrees.”
Goo: “It’s hovering right around -19 degrees.”
Doog: “-19! What are you guys doing here? Trying to invent the universe’s best air conditioner?!”
Goo: “No. We, the collective, are dependent on just one unique pool of organic compounds to stay alive. The planet’s naturally cold temperatures allow this compound to stay viscous and bounded. If it gets too warm, the compound will begin to break down and my race would lose its sustenance. We would be extinct. We must pump the naturally cold air down here to maintain our pool.”
Doog: “Where is this pool?”
Goo: “Follow me. It‘s just down this corridor.”
Goo: “No. We, the collective, are dependent on just one unique pool of organic compounds to stay alive. The planet’s naturally cold temperatures allow this compound to stay viscous and bounded. If it gets too warm, the compound will begin to break down and my race would lose its sustenance. We would be extinct. We must pump the naturally cold air down here to maintain our pool.”
Doog: “Where is this pool?”
Goo: “Follow me. It‘s just down this corridor.”
Doog: “This is you? The purplish slime pit?”
Goo: “Yes, this is us. Our entire race is based out of this pool. Of course, it wasn’t always built into a facility like this. The LIU helped with that.”
Doog: “I like what the LIU did with the place. It’s less icy. Very chic.”
Goo: “Yes, this is us. Our entire race is based out of this pool. Of course, it wasn’t always built into a facility like this. The LIU helped with that.”
Doog: “I like what the LIU did with the place. It’s less icy. Very chic.”
Goo: “ LIU scientists first discovered my race while exploring the ice caves of Ambroscus. At first, they believed they had stumbled on a lifeless pool of primordial ooze, but soon discovered the pool was filled with microscopic organisms. After a few scans, they detected that we were communicating with each other using electronic signals. They then developed an electronic interface to allow us to communicate with them. They were surprised at our intelligence.”
Doog: “You had intelligence? I don’t imagine there’s a lot to learn in a little pool under all this ice.”
Goo: “I didn’t say we were smart, only that we had intelligence. We had a propensity for learning and an incredible ability to store and recall information.”
Doog: “You had intelligence? I don’t imagine there’s a lot to learn in a little pool under all this ice.”
Goo: “I didn’t say we were smart, only that we had intelligence. We had a propensity for learning and an incredible ability to store and recall information.”
Goo: “The LIU recognized our potential and built us this facility. They even created these hard suits to allow us limited locomotion.”
Doog: “Limited?”
Goo: “Yes. Despite the LIU’s best efforts, we still must return to this pool on occasion. So we are limited to brief trips. We can control most of this facility through the electronic interface, and we only need to utilize these suits to make repairs and perform physical functions, like running the upload device.”
Doog: “What’s the upload device?”
Goo: “Using our unique…”
Computer: “The upload crop for this week has arrived in the loading dock. Dispatching two units.”
Goo: “I’ll explain on the way.”
Doog: “Limited?”
Goo: “Yes. Despite the LIU’s best efforts, we still must return to this pool on occasion. So we are limited to brief trips. We can control most of this facility through the electronic interface, and we only need to utilize these suits to make repairs and perform physical functions, like running the upload device.”
Doog: “What’s the upload device?”
Goo: “Using our unique…”
Computer: “The upload crop for this week has arrived in the loading dock. Dispatching two units.”
Goo: “I’ll explain on the way.”
Goo: “Ah, two more parts of the collective have been pumped into hard suits. Let’s follow them down to the loading docks.”
Doog: “Uh, this is awkward. I don’t see any crops here, only frozen people. You’re not man-eaters, are you?”
Goo: “No. This is our upload crop. We have no use for the physical bodies, only their minds.”
Goo: “No. This is our upload crop. We have no use for the physical bodies, only their minds.”
Doog: “So you eat brains? And these containers with frozen bodies are like perverted TV dinners?”
Goo: “No! We don’t eat anything. And I said minds, not brains.”
Goo: “No! We don’t eat anything. And I said minds, not brains.”
Goo: “All of the great minds across the LIU are shipped here after they die. Scientists, historians, politicians…”
Doog: “Haha. Politicians with great minds…never met one. Oh, sorry. Please continue.”
Goo: “Anyway. These great minds are preserved in stasis chambers like this and shipped to this facility. We then upload their consciousness and knowledge into our collective. That way, the valuable information they have gathered over their life time is not lost.”
Doog: “You upload their minds?! How?”
Goo: “Come this way. The upload matrix is just ahead.”
Doog: “Haha. Politicians with great minds…never met one. Oh, sorry. Please continue.”
Goo: “Anyway. These great minds are preserved in stasis chambers like this and shipped to this facility. We then upload their consciousness and knowledge into our collective. That way, the valuable information they have gathered over their life time is not lost.”
Doog: “You upload their minds?! How?”
Goo: “Come this way. The upload matrix is just ahead.”
Goo: “This is the upload matrix. The physical bodies of the great minds are strapped into this device.”
Goo: “The deceased’s brains are then hooked into these harnesses and then reanimated using electronic pulses. The machine reads these electronic pulses and maps of all the resulting brainwaves.”
Goo: “The same compound that gives us our sustenance also has unique electronic properties that allow it to send, receive, and store information. It’s how our collective communicates. The compound is injected into tanks on the device where it receives the brainwaves. The information from the deceased’s brains are now stored into the tanks.”
Doog: “It’s as simple as that?”
Goo: “Not all that simple. I took some liberties in my explanation to better fit your intellectual capabilities.”
Doog: “What do you know about my intellect? I haven’t even done anything stupid this episode. So for all you know, I might be a genius!”
Goo: “You’d be surprised how many of these ‘great minds’ have watched episodes of LIU Atlas. Their knowledge of your antics have been recorded by this machine and uploaded into the collective.”
Goo: “Not all that simple. I took some liberties in my explanation to better fit your intellectual capabilities.”
Doog: “What do you know about my intellect? I haven’t even done anything stupid this episode. So for all you know, I might be a genius!”
Goo: “You’d be surprised how many of these ‘great minds’ have watched episodes of LIU Atlas. Their knowledge of your antics have been recorded by this machine and uploaded into the collective.”
Doog: “Wait. You guys have access to this information?”
Goo: “Yes. After the tanks have recorded the information, the organic compound is returned to the pool and dispersed amongst the collective. We share all the uploaded minds’ memories and knowledge. They may not still be here, but they live on through the collective. In a sense, they have achieved immortality.”
Doog: “What do you do with this information? How does this benefit the LIU?”
Goo: ‘We share this knowledge with the LIU. Come this way.”
Goo: “Yes. After the tanks have recorded the information, the organic compound is returned to the pool and dispersed amongst the collective. We share all the uploaded minds’ memories and knowledge. They may not still be here, but they live on through the collective. In a sense, they have achieved immortality.”
Doog: “What do you do with this information? How does this benefit the LIU?”
Goo: ‘We share this knowledge with the LIU. Come this way.”
Doog: “What’s this?”
Goo: “This is our search engine, Goo. This electronic interface allows the LIU to search all our knowledge. Go ahead. Ask it something.”
Goo: “This is our search engine, Goo. This electronic interface allows the LIU to search all our knowledge. Go ahead. Ask it something.”
Doog: “Uh…what’s the closest burger joint around here?”
Engine: “Popina‘s Diner - Eight parsecs away. Would you like directions?”
Doog: “Uh, no. Been there. Done that.”
Engine: “Popina‘s Diner - Eight parsecs away. Would you like directions?”
Doog: “Uh, no. Been there. Done that.”
Goo: “Seriously? All this knowledge at your fingertips, and that’s what you ask?”
Doog: “Hmm. You’re right. I need to ask something more important. Where is the closest brothel?”
Engine: “Ghovihanna‘s Massage Parlor, one parsec away. Would you like directions?”
Doog: “I would.”
Goo: “Sigh.”
Doog: “Hmm. You’re right. I need to ask something more important. Where is the closest brothel?”
Engine: “Ghovihanna‘s Massage Parlor, one parsec away. Would you like directions?”
Doog: “I would.”
Goo: “Sigh.”
Doog: “Well folks, Ambroscus is an interesting place. A strange liquid collective has created technology that allows it to upload people’s minds. They then use this information to create a comprehensive database that is searchable via its search engine, Goo. Well, I’m going to print out these directions. See ya next time!”
Note:
Any resemblance to other search engines starting with Goo are purely coincidental.
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Any resemblance to other search engines starting with Goo are purely coincidental.
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