LIU Atlas - Anulus Pomarii Belt
There are billions of stars, millions of planets, but there is only one man, Terrance McDoogal. Welcome to LIU Atlas.
LIU Atlas - Anulus Pomarii Belt
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.
LIU Atlas - Anulus Pomarii Belt
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.
Doog: “Welcome to another episode of LIU Atlas. I’m your host, Terrance “Doog” McDoogal. Today, we’re visiting one of the LIU Galaxy’s strangest biological spectacles, the Anulus Pomarii Asteroid Belt. A strange, space-based plant species has spread across the belt, uniting the asteroid belt into one large, interconnected ring. Each individual has joined several asteroids together with it vine-like tentacles. A grouping of asteroids joined by any one individual is known as a ‘cluster‘. Each of the major clusters are inhabited. We’re heading to the cluster known as West Virgo.”
Doog: “None of the belt’s asteroids have achieved sufficient size to hold an atmosphere, so the residents here live in pressurized space habitats. It appears the locals have made their own adjustments to the structure. I guess it adds some personality…hillbilly personality…”
Billy B: “What in the hells do you want boy? I sure hope you have a reason to be here trespassin’ on my cluster.”
Doog: “Uh, hello there. I’m Doog. I’m here to do a show about the Anulus Pomarii Belt. I believe arrangements have been made. This is West Virgo, right?”
Billy B: “Ha, you’re that fancy city boy they was talkin’ bout. They call me Billy Bob.”
Doog: “I’ve never been accused with being fancy before, but nice to meet you.”
Doog: “Uh, hello there. I’m Doog. I’m here to do a show about the Anulus Pomarii Belt. I believe arrangements have been made. This is West Virgo, right?”
Billy B: “Ha, you’re that fancy city boy they was talkin’ bout. They call me Billy Bob.”
Doog: “I’ve never been accused with being fancy before, but nice to meet you.”
Billy B: “Oh, you’s fancy alright. Whatcha got on there? A space tuxedo?”
Doog: “Huh? Oh, this. Well, you see, I had to rent a suit while mine gets repaired. This is all they had left in stock.”
Billy B: “Yeah, sure. Hey Billy Joe, take a look at this guy!”
Doog: “Huh? Oh, this. Well, you see, I had to rent a suit while mine gets repaired. This is all they had left in stock.”
Billy B: “Yeah, sure. Hey Billy Joe, take a look at this guy!”
Billy J: “What in the heck! Is that a space waiter? No one here ordered anything.”
Billy B: “Haha. Whatcha you think, Billy Ray?”
Billy B: “Haha. Whatcha you think, Billy Ray?”
Billy R: “Gwa, heesa got pim berg leps. Hehehe.”
Doog: “What?”
Doog: “What?”
Doog: “Well, whenever you guys are finished insulting my suit and mangling the Basic language, I’d like to get started. So, what do you guys do here?”
Billy B: “We makes Starshine.”
Doog: “What’s Starshine?”
Billy B: “Whatcha mean? Everyone, at least in these here parts, knows what Starshine is.”
Doog: “Well, as we have established, I’m not from these ‘parts‘.”
Billy B: “It’s only one of the most famous liquors in the universe…fermented from the flowers of the local Pomarii Space Vines. Sure, it’ll eat the enamel of your teeth, make your intestines boil, and cause blindness, but it sure is mighty tasty. And it gives a mean buzz too.”
Doog: “You’re telling me that these space plants have flowers?”
Billy J: “Boy, you must haves a hard time waitin’ tables with your hearing.”
Billy B: “Aw, screw it. Let’s just show him, Billy Joe. We’ll be here all cycle tryin’ to splain it to him. We wouldn’t wanna make him miss the prom.”
Billy B: “We makes Starshine.”
Doog: “What’s Starshine?”
Billy B: “Whatcha mean? Everyone, at least in these here parts, knows what Starshine is.”
Doog: “Well, as we have established, I’m not from these ‘parts‘.”
Billy B: “It’s only one of the most famous liquors in the universe…fermented from the flowers of the local Pomarii Space Vines. Sure, it’ll eat the enamel of your teeth, make your intestines boil, and cause blindness, but it sure is mighty tasty. And it gives a mean buzz too.”
Doog: “You’re telling me that these space plants have flowers?”
Billy J: “Boy, you must haves a hard time waitin’ tables with your hearing.”
Billy B: “Aw, screw it. Let’s just show him, Billy Joe. We’ll be here all cycle tryin’ to splain it to him. We wouldn’t wanna make him miss the prom.”
Billy R: “Yah, nosa be tinkin’ fezi.”
Billy B: “This asteroid is da largest in the cluster. It’s several miles long. We ain’t gonna walk around; it takes too long. It’s high time we bring out the ol’ truck.”
Doog: “Geez, this thing looks ancient.”
Billy B: “This is a classic, boy. A 3057 LIU Low-Grav All-Terrain Truck. Heavy, bulky, and boxy. Ol’ school LIU.”
Billy B: “This is a classic, boy. A 3057 LIU Low-Grav All-Terrain Truck. Heavy, bulky, and boxy. Ol’ school LIU.”
Billy B: “Now, now, don’t go wreckin’ your tux. Let me help you up.”
Billy B: “You’d best be holdin’ on tight. The gravity here is mighty weak. We hit a bump, you might just find yourself floatin’ away.”
Billy J: “Dang it Billy Bob! I was gonna enjoy watchin‘ the fancy boy drifting away!”
Billy J: “Dang it Billy Bob! I was gonna enjoy watchin‘ the fancy boy drifting away!”
Billy B: “There you’s have it. Some of the Pomarii Space Vine’s blooms. When the bloom matures, it ejects its spores into space and hopes they fertilize another space vine. The success rate of this type of reproduction is real, real low. Space is a big place. So, we’s are real lucky, the vines puts up new blooms constantly.”
Doog: “And you pick the flowers from the bloom.”
Billy B: “Sure thang. That’s if these two idiots can manage it…”
Billy J: “Darn it, Billy Ray. You’s a steppin’ on my face visor. I swear, you decompress me again, I’m a gonna knock out your last tooth.”
Billy R: “Ger, you fudging! Holl still!”
Billy B: “Sure thang. That’s if these two idiots can manage it…”
Billy J: “Darn it, Billy Ray. You’s a steppin’ on my face visor. I swear, you decompress me again, I’m a gonna knock out your last tooth.”
Billy R: “Ger, you fudging! Holl still!”
Billy B: “The biggest blooms can holds up to twenty flowers. More than enoughs to make a bottle of Starshine. Looks like we gots about twelve here. We’s gonna have to harvest its lil’ buddy o’er her too. Then we’ll head on back and brew it up.”
Doog: “Wow, what’s this?”
Billy B: “Ah, it’s a trunk, one of the larger parts of the vine that spans the void between asteroids. You see, the Pomarii Vine spends out lil’ tentacles that search for other asteroids to spread to. They’s are light sensitive. They seek darkness. Dark means shadows, and shadows means something is blockin’ out the sunlight. More than likely another asteroid. The tentacles slowly grow towards the dark, and when they reach another asteroid, they take up root. More tentacles grow around their successful buddy, thickenin’ it up until it becomes as thick as this trunk. The Pomarii Vine has spread across the whole belt usin’ this technique.”
Doog: “Interesting.”
Billy B: “We‘re almost back to the ol‘ homestead. There, we’s are gonna show you how we turn these here flowers into Starshine.”
Billy B: “Ah, it’s a trunk, one of the larger parts of the vine that spans the void between asteroids. You see, the Pomarii Vine spends out lil’ tentacles that search for other asteroids to spread to. They’s are light sensitive. They seek darkness. Dark means shadows, and shadows means something is blockin’ out the sunlight. More than likely another asteroid. The tentacles slowly grow towards the dark, and when they reach another asteroid, they take up root. More tentacles grow around their successful buddy, thickenin’ it up until it becomes as thick as this trunk. The Pomarii Vine has spread across the whole belt usin’ this technique.”
Doog: “Interesting.”
Billy B: “We‘re almost back to the ol‘ homestead. There, we’s are gonna show you how we turn these here flowers into Starshine.”
Billy B: “Home sweet home.”
Doog: “I like what you’ve done with the place.”
Billy B: “ Yeah, we’s made a few modifications. Feels more like home this way.”
Doog: “I like what you’ve done with the place.”
Billy B: “ Yeah, we’s made a few modifications. Feels more like home this way.”
Billy B: “The first step in turnin’ the flowers to Starshine requires that we smash ‘em up and extract the nectar. We don’t need no fancy machine for that. We got women for dat. Mary Lou! Bobbie Marie! Get your no good behinds down here and get to mashin’!”
Mary: “We’s coming. Hold your horses, you ol’ dog!”
Billy B: “Well, whatcha waiting for? They ain’t gonna mash themselves.”
Bobbie: “You’d best be keeping’ that filthy tongue of yours still, Billy Bob. Or we might just be mashin’ you up.”
Mary: “Well, Billy ray. Get us a tune going!”
Bobbie: “You’d best be keeping’ that filthy tongue of yours still, Billy Bob. Or we might just be mashin’ you up.”
Mary: “Well, Billy ray. Get us a tune going!”
All: “Flowers from the space vine,
Make a burning wine,
We’re all swine for Starshine!
B’fore we dine,
Gimme mine,
We all pine for Starshine!
When you’ve had nine,
You’ll feel fine,
Get in line for Starshine!”
Doog: “I don‘t mean to whine, but that song was far from divine.”
Make a burning wine,
We’re all swine for Starshine!
B’fore we dine,
Gimme mine,
We all pine for Starshine!
When you’ve had nine,
You’ll feel fine,
Get in line for Starshine!”
Doog: “I don‘t mean to whine, but that song was far from divine.”
Billy Bob: “Once all the juices have been stomped out the flowers, we pour it into a container and cook it for a bit. The flower naturally have alcohol in them, it keeps them from freezing up in the cold void of space. Cookin’ it just concentrates the alcohol more.”
Doog: “Sick! Are you cooking it in a trash can?!”
Billy B: “What‘s the big deal? We emptied all da trash out beforehand.”
Doog: “Sick! Are you cooking it in a trash can?!”
Billy B: “What‘s the big deal? We emptied all da trash out beforehand.”
Billy B: “Once it gets all cooked up, we pour it into jugs to cool. It’s then ready to drink.”
Doog: “Well folks, there you have it. Here on the Anulus Pomarii Belt, some culturally undeveloped folks make Starshine, a powerful alcoholic drink. The drink’s rarity and unique composition make it an expensive addition to any liquor cabinet. See ya!”
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