There are billions of stars, millions of planets, but there is only one man, Terrance McDoogal. Welcome to LIU Atlas.
LIU Atlas - Arenisca
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 photo.
Note: This episode is presented in full screen. The corresponding dialogue is underneath each photo.
Doog: “Welcome to another episode of LIU Atlas. I’m your host, Terrance “Doog” McDoogal. Today, we’re checking out the moon, Arenisca. Why are we checking it out? Because we’re continuing this season’s tradition of letting the crew pick the planet. Who’s picking today? The worst of the worst, the most-hated crew member, and my mortal enemy…Timbo. I’m sure he picked something terrible. I’ve been dreading this day since we started this trend. Let’s check it out.”
Doog: “So, what hell-hole have you brought me to?”
Timbo: “…”
Doog: “Our not talking pact isn’t going to work this episode. I suspend our agreement.”
Timbo: “Thank you. This is Arenisca.”
Doog: “Let’s get right to it – how will I suffer on this moon?”
Timbo: “I actually went the other route.”
Doog: “What does that mean?”
Timbo: “Instead of making it horrible, I made it short.”
Doog: “Short?”
Timbo: “I think we can do this whole episode from this location. We should be done in less than thirty minutes.”
Doog: “You did that for me?”
Timbo: “I did it for us both. You know how awkward our relationship is. Happy Consumerism Day, for us both.”
Doog: “Thanks. This is truly one of the best presents we ever gifted each other.”
Timbo: “Uh, sure.”
Timbo: “…”
Doog: “Our not talking pact isn’t going to work this episode. I suspend our agreement.”
Timbo: “Thank you. This is Arenisca.”
Doog: “Let’s get right to it – how will I suffer on this moon?”
Timbo: “I actually went the other route.”
Doog: “What does that mean?”
Timbo: “Instead of making it horrible, I made it short.”
Doog: “Short?”
Timbo: “I think we can do this whole episode from this location. We should be done in less than thirty minutes.”
Doog: “You did that for me?”
Timbo: “I did it for us both. You know how awkward our relationship is. Happy Consumerism Day, for us both.”
Doog: “Thanks. This is truly one of the best presents we ever gifted each other.”
Timbo: “Uh, sure.”
Doog: “So, what’s happening on Arenisca?”
Timbo: “It’s an agricultural moon that’s mostly desert. The soil is primarily comprised of the mineral, Erythrium, giving it its red hue. The settlers here grow a local crop, Ferranth, to obtain particular minerals from the Erythrium.”
Doog: “How do plants obtain minerals?”
Timbo: “Don’t ask me.”
Timbo: “It’s an agricultural moon that’s mostly desert. The soil is primarily comprised of the mineral, Erythrium, giving it its red hue. The settlers here grow a local crop, Ferranth, to obtain particular minerals from the Erythrium.”
Doog: “How do plants obtain minerals?”
Timbo: “Don’t ask me.”
Timbo: “Maybe we could ask one of the robots zooming around here.”
Doog: “Hey, bolt breath. What’s going on here?”
Robot: “Unlisted biologicals detected in the crop matrix. Scanning…”
Doog: “Uh, rust-licker, we didn’t ask for a scan. We want you to answer us!”
Timbo: “Maybe be nicer to it.”
Doog: “Be nicer to this data dumper? Yeah, right.”
Timbo: “His rake has sharp points…just saying.”
Doog: “Hey, bolt breath. What’s going on here?”
Robot: “Unlisted biologicals detected in the crop matrix. Scanning…”
Doog: “Uh, rust-licker, we didn’t ask for a scan. We want you to answer us!”
Timbo: “Maybe be nicer to it.”
Doog: “Be nicer to this data dumper? Yeah, right.”
Timbo: “His rake has sharp points…just saying.”
Rudy: “What’s going on over here?!”
Doog: “Finally, a person with actual brains. Uh, hey. I’m Doog, a TV show host. You’ve probably heard of me. I’m kind of famous. This guy is Timbo – I guarantee you’ve never heard of him.”
Rudy: “I haven’t heard of either of you! And, that’s not what I asked! What are you doing on my farm?!”
Doog: “We’re here to do a show about this moon.”
Timbo: “It’s an educational show.”
Rudy: “Why didn’t you say that earlier? We could have avoided some of the shouting. I’m Rudy, owner of this plantation.”
Doog: “Great to meet you, Rudy. So, could you spare some time to tell us about your farm?”
Doog: “Finally, a person with actual brains. Uh, hey. I’m Doog, a TV show host. You’ve probably heard of me. I’m kind of famous. This guy is Timbo – I guarantee you’ve never heard of him.”
Rudy: “I haven’t heard of either of you! And, that’s not what I asked! What are you doing on my farm?!”
Doog: “We’re here to do a show about this moon.”
Timbo: “It’s an educational show.”
Rudy: “Why didn’t you say that earlier? We could have avoided some of the shouting. I’m Rudy, owner of this plantation.”
Doog: “Great to meet you, Rudy. So, could you spare some time to tell us about your farm?”
Rudy: “Spare some time, ha! All I have is time since I picked up these two grease-leaches. They do practically everything.”
Doog: “What exactly do they do?”
Rudy: “They care for the Ferranth, those red plants by your feet. Ferranth is a hardy, desert plant, so it doesn’t need much work. The bots are mostly around to get rid of pests and prune out diseased leaves.”
Doog: “What is Ferranth grown for? Do people eat these red fruits?”
Rudy: “Heck no! I’d rather lick the gonopores of a rancid sludge snail than eat that stuff. It tastes terrible, and it’s poisonous.”
Doog: “Noted.”
Doog: “What exactly do they do?”
Rudy: “They care for the Ferranth, those red plants by your feet. Ferranth is a hardy, desert plant, so it doesn’t need much work. The bots are mostly around to get rid of pests and prune out diseased leaves.”
Doog: “What is Ferranth grown for? Do people eat these red fruits?”
Rudy: “Heck no! I’d rather lick the gonopores of a rancid sludge snail than eat that stuff. It tastes terrible, and it’s poisonous.”
Doog: “Noted.”
Rudy: “No, we grow Ferranth for the chemicals within the fruits. Chromium-6 to be specific. The plants extract it from the Erythrium.”
Doog: “How?”
Rudy: “I have no clue. I’m just a farmer. All I know is how we extract it from the fruit. All that takes is some dehydration and a little bit of grinding. The bots do that too.”
Doog: “How?”
Rudy: “I have no clue. I’m just a farmer. All I know is how we extract it from the fruit. All that takes is some dehydration and a little bit of grinding. The bots do that too.”
Rudy: “That dehydration part is really important. This desert world doesn’t have much water. We extract as much water as we can and send it back down to the aquifer.”
Doog: “Got it. So, what exactly is Chromium used for?”
Rudy: “Oh, it has its uses, especially in heavy industry. It helps make certain metals and such.”
Doog: “That’s not very specific, but it will do, I guess. Well, I only have one more question.”
Doog: “Got it. So, what exactly is Chromium used for?”
Rudy: “Oh, it has its uses, especially in heavy industry. It helps make certain metals and such.”
Doog: “That’s not very specific, but it will do, I guess. Well, I only have one more question.”
Doog: “What exactly do you do here?”
Rudy: “The only thing I do is own this red dirt – red dirt over a rare aquifer.”
Doog: “Man. I wish I had your job.”
Rudy: “I spent a lot of money upfront, but it is sure paying off.”
Doog: “Well, thanks for…”
Robot: “Scan completed. Unwanted pest removal in progress.”
Rudy: “The only thing I do is own this red dirt – red dirt over a rare aquifer.”
Doog: “Man. I wish I had your job.”
Rudy: “I spent a lot of money upfront, but it is sure paying off.”
Doog: “Well, thanks for…”
Robot: “Scan completed. Unwanted pest removal in progress.”
Doog: “Ow! Ow! Hey! Get off me!”
Robot: “Pest is resisting…applying additional force.”
Doog: “Ahhh!”
Rudy: “Dang it, hold on Doog. Dang things are confusing you for a pest. Give me a minute.”
Doog: “Where is it taking me! Ow! Oh, no. Oh, no. Don’t drop me down there!”
Robot: “Pest is resisting…applying additional force.”
Doog: “Ahhh!”
Rudy: “Dang it, hold on Doog. Dang things are confusing you for a pest. Give me a minute.”
Doog: “Where is it taking me! Ow! Oh, no. Oh, no. Don’t drop me down there!”
Doog: “Ahh!”
Timbo: “Doog! Are you ok?!”
Doog: “I’ve been better…also, this show is no longer one scene. You’re officially the worst!”
Timbo: “Hey, I told you to be nicer to the robots!”
Timbo: “Doog! Are you ok?!”
Doog: “I’ve been better…also, this show is no longer one scene. You’re officially the worst!”
Timbo: “Hey, I told you to be nicer to the robots!”
Doog: “I’m in some type of chamber.”
Rudy: “That’s the pest and trash incinerator. The robots throw stuff down there.”
Doog: “Incinerator!?”
Rudy: “Yeah, don’t worry though, they only light it once a month, and they just did it the other day.”
Rudy: “That’s the pest and trash incinerator. The robots throw stuff down there.”
Doog: “Incinerator!?”
Rudy: “Yeah, don’t worry though, they only light it once a month, and they just did it the other day.”
Doog: “Now that I’m safe from that, my next concern are these massive snails down here.”
Rudy: “They’re a huge pest, but not really dangerous to humans. They are extremely poisonous though, so don’t eat any.”
Doog: “Why would you assume I’d want to eat one? They’re repulsive!”
Rudy: “Sorry, you came across as an escargot lover. There should be a maintenance exit down there. It will take you back to the surface. The code is EZL1FE.”
Doog: “Of course it is.”
Rudy: “They’re a huge pest, but not really dangerous to humans. They are extremely poisonous though, so don’t eat any.”
Doog: “Why would you assume I’d want to eat one? They’re repulsive!”
Rudy: “Sorry, you came across as an escargot lover. There should be a maintenance exit down there. It will take you back to the surface. The code is EZL1FE.”
Doog: “Of course it is.”
Doog: “Well folks, that’s Arenisca. This red planet is home to small farms that collect Chromium-6 from plants called Ferranth. This was meant to be an easy episode, but it didn’t turn out that way. A stupid robot dropped me down a trash incinerator, disgusting snails got mucus all over my shoes, and I have about a hundred steps to get back up to the surface. I HATE you TIMBO!”
Timbo: “…”
Doog: “Oh well, folks. See ya!”
Note: Areniscan Snails sequester Chromium-6 in specialized vacuoles within their bodies, making them as toxic as the Ferranth. Monthly incinerations of these snails account for about 15% of Chromium-6 production on Arenisca.
Timbo: “…”
Doog: “Oh well, folks. See ya!”
Note: Areniscan Snails sequester Chromium-6 in specialized vacuoles within their bodies, making them as toxic as the Ferranth. Monthly incinerations of these snails account for about 15% of Chromium-6 production on Arenisca.
