There are billions of stars, millions of planets, but there is only one man, Terrance McDoogal. Welcome to LIU Atlas.
LIU Atlas - Misericors
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 the season finale of Season 13 of LIU Atlas. I’m your host, Terrance “Doog” McDoogal. Today, we’re visiting the tropical world of Misericors. Misericors is an agricultural world, specializing in fruit production. I guess Amaya chose this planet so we could grab some foods rich in vitamin C – we don’t want Oldie to get scurvy again. I’m glad she chose this route; I was worried she was going to send me to some hellhole after I made her mad on Nusquam.”
Doog: “Agricultural operations on Misericors are based out of this small landing-platform in the middle of the ocean. None of the actual farming takes place out here. It’s just a centralized location. Produce from several nearby islands come here to be shipped out to the rest of the galaxy. This station is manned, so let’s head inside and meet our guide.”
Notch: “Take a seat. The shipping platform is closed until after the game.”
Doog: “I don’t see any seats.”
Notch: “Then stand.”
Doog: “Uh, sure. What are we watching? Is that Ringball?”
Notch: “Yes.”
Doog: “Who’s playing?”
Notch: “Arsine and Diborane.”
Doog: “Cool. Cool. That’s the Devils and the Slugs, right.”
Notch: “Yes.”
Doog: “Oh, nice. I saw them play in person once.”
Notch: “Good for you.”
Doog: “What’s the score? Can we maybe share that seat? Mind if I grab some snacks for the game?”
Notch: “Are you going to talk the whole game?!”
Doog: “Probably.”
Doog: “I don’t see any seats.”
Notch: “Then stand.”
Doog: “Uh, sure. What are we watching? Is that Ringball?”
Notch: “Yes.”
Doog: “Who’s playing?”
Notch: “Arsine and Diborane.”
Doog: “Cool. Cool. That’s the Devils and the Slugs, right.”
Notch: “Yes.”
Doog: “Oh, nice. I saw them play in person once.”
Notch: “Good for you.”
Doog: “What’s the score? Can we maybe share that seat? Mind if I grab some snacks for the game?”
Notch: “Are you going to talk the whole game?!”
Doog: “Probably.”
Notch: “TV, pause. I guess I’m not watching today’s game live. What do you want?”
Doog: “I’m Doog. I’m a reporter for a show…”
Notch: “You’re the guy that needs a ride.”
Doog: “Well, it’s more than that, you have to…”
Notch: “And you came at 10am on Ringball day.”
Doog: “Sorry. All the days are practically the same for me. “
Notch: “Lucky you. Let’s go.”
Doog: “I’m Doog. I’m a reporter for a show…”
Notch: “You’re the guy that needs a ride.”
Doog: “Well, it’s more than that, you have to…”
Notch: “And you came at 10am on Ringball day.”
Doog: “Sorry. All the days are practically the same for me. “
Notch: “Lucky you. Let’s go.”
Notch: “I didn’t know I was hired to be a taxi driver, but here we are.”
Doog: “Like I was saying – it’s more than a ride. You’re supposed to tell me stuff too.”
Notch: “Like what?”
Doog: “Let’s start with your name.”
Notch: “Everyone here calls me Notch.”
Doog: “That’s an interesting name.”
Notch: “Not really. The locals started calling me it when I wouldn’t participate in their nonsense. I was too ‘business oriented’. I just wanted to get in, pick up their goods, and get out. They said all I was worried about is another notch in my belt.”
Doog: “Some people call me Notch too. They say all I’m worried about is another notch in my bedpost.”
Notch: “No they don’t. Now, get on the ship. You can call me business oriented if you want, but the truth is, I just want you out of my hair as soon as possible…”
Doog: “Like I was saying – it’s more than a ride. You’re supposed to tell me stuff too.”
Notch: “Like what?”
Doog: “Let’s start with your name.”
Notch: “Everyone here calls me Notch.”
Doog: “That’s an interesting name.”
Notch: “Not really. The locals started calling me it when I wouldn’t participate in their nonsense. I was too ‘business oriented’. I just wanted to get in, pick up their goods, and get out. They said all I was worried about is another notch in my belt.”
Doog: “Some people call me Notch too. They say all I’m worried about is another notch in my bedpost.”
Notch: “No they don’t. Now, get on the ship. You can call me business oriented if you want, but the truth is, I just want you out of my hair as soon as possible…”
Doog: “By your comments earlier, I’m guessing you don’t transport people often.”
Notch: “Never. This is a first.”
Doog: “So, what do you usually transport?”
Notch: “Fruit. I visit each island once a week. I grab their produce and transport it back to the platform. Once I’ve gathered enough, I call in a ship to export the produce out.”
Doog: “That doesn’t seem too efficient. Wouldn’t be easier to transport goods directly from the farms?”
Notch: “No one wants to deal with the locals.”
Notch: “Never. This is a first.”
Doog: “So, what do you usually transport?”
Notch: “Fruit. I visit each island once a week. I grab their produce and transport it back to the platform. Once I’ve gathered enough, I call in a ship to export the produce out.”
Doog: “That doesn’t seem too efficient. Wouldn’t be easier to transport goods directly from the farms?”
Notch: “No one wants to deal with the locals.”
Doog: “Are the locals that bad? You said earlier that you didn’t want to deal with their nonsense.”
Notch: “It’s complicated. The natives are alright, I guess. But the natives attracted a bunch of free-spirited, hipster morons. They live here with the natives now. It’s them that no one wants to be around.”
Doog: “Some Hippie-types can be unbearable for sure, but are they really bad enough to alter farming operations.”
Notch: “You’ll see soon enough. We’re almost to Port Heartsoul on Cor Island.”
Doog: “Port Heartsoul? They really named it that? Yikes. Maybe we should turn around.”
Notch: “Too late.”
Notch: “It’s complicated. The natives are alright, I guess. But the natives attracted a bunch of free-spirited, hipster morons. They live here with the natives now. It’s them that no one wants to be around.”
Doog: “Some Hippie-types can be unbearable for sure, but are they really bad enough to alter farming operations.”
Notch: “You’ll see soon enough. We’re almost to Port Heartsoul on Cor Island.”
Doog: “Port Heartsoul? They really named it that? Yikes. Maybe we should turn around.”
Notch: “Too late.”
Doog: “Their waves are creepy. Turn around!”
Notch: “Not a chance. You wasted enough of my time today.”
Doog: “They’re too happy. No one in this galaxy is happy! Turn around!”
Notch: “Not happening.”
Notch: “Not a chance. You wasted enough of my time today.”
Doog: “They’re too happy. No one in this galaxy is happy! Turn around!”
Notch: “Not happening.”
Ember: “Doog! We’ve been expecting you!”
Kiefer: “Welcome, buddy!”
Doog: “What are you waiting for Notch? Get out here and guide me – preferably somewhere away from the happy-people.”
Ember: “Old grumpy Notch isn’t your guide, Doog. We are.”
Kiefer: “Yep, bud. I’m Kiefer. This wonderful lady is Ember Ash Sage.”
Doog: “Notch! I know you can hear me! Help!!”
Kiefer: “Welcome, buddy!”
Doog: “What are you waiting for Notch? Get out here and guide me – preferably somewhere away from the happy-people.”
Ember: “Old grumpy Notch isn’t your guide, Doog. We are.”
Kiefer: “Yep, bud. I’m Kiefer. This wonderful lady is Ember Ash Sage.”
Doog: “Notch! I know you can hear me! Help!!”
Ember: “Hehe. We’ll be all the help you’ll need on this journey. Let us be your guides.”
Kiefer: “Physically and spiritually.”
Doog: “Alright. I can do this. It’s just for a few minutes”
Ember: “You can do it!”
Kiefer: “You can do anything, buddy!”
Doog: “Must suppress vomit…ok. What can you tell me about this place?”
Ember: “This is Camp Heartsoul, a spiritual retreat for people like us.”
Doog: “People like what?”
Kiefer: “People in touch with their emotions.”
Kiefer: “Physically and spiritually.”
Doog: “Alright. I can do this. It’s just for a few minutes”
Ember: “You can do it!”
Kiefer: “You can do anything, buddy!”
Doog: “Must suppress vomit…ok. What can you tell me about this place?”
Ember: “This is Camp Heartsoul, a spiritual retreat for people like us.”
Doog: “People like what?”
Kiefer: “People in touch with their emotions.”
Kiefer: “We came here because of these guys, the Miseri.”
Ember: “The Miseri are wonderful beings.”
Kiefer: “They are empathetic telepaths. They can feel your pain, your hatred, and your fears.”
Ember: “They can share these feelings with you, and help you work through any issues.”
Kiefer: “With their help, you can achieve true happiness.”
Doog: “You guys came to Misericors to be with these empaths?”
Kiefer: “Yes.”
Doog: “And, you just hang out with them all day?”
Ember: “The Miseri are wonderful beings.”
Kiefer: “They are empathetic telepaths. They can feel your pain, your hatred, and your fears.”
Ember: “They can share these feelings with you, and help you work through any issues.”
Kiefer: “With their help, you can achieve true happiness.”
Doog: “You guys came to Misericors to be with these empaths?”
Kiefer: “Yes.”
Doog: “And, you just hang out with them all day?”
Ember: “We don’t just hangout. We have fully integrated into their society. We live with the Miseri.”
Kiefer: “We also work with the Miseri.”
Doog: “You guys help harvest fruit?”
Ember: “Yes. Our combined labor makes the task easier and faster. The LIU stays happy, and the Miseri have more free time.”
Kiefer: “More time to help us.”
Ember: “Enough time to maybe help you.”
Doog: “No thanks. I’m good.”
Kiefer: “We also work with the Miseri.”
Doog: “You guys help harvest fruit?”
Ember: “Yes. Our combined labor makes the task easier and faster. The LIU stays happy, and the Miseri have more free time.”
Kiefer: “More time to help us.”
Ember: “Enough time to maybe help you.”
Doog: “No thanks. I’m good.”
Ember: “Don’t be afraid, Doog. The Miseri are gentle beings.”
Doog: “They are unusual, that’s for sure. They’re not a Progenitor race, are they?”
Graal: “We are not.”
Doog: “Oh, you speak basic.”
Graal: “I do, friend. Let me help you. I feel your pain.”
Doog: “That’s not necessary. I’m fine being how I am.”
Ember: “Amaya said he would be resistant.”
Doog: “Wait! Amaya sent me here on purpose?”
Kiefer: “You need help, buddy. She’s just trying to help.”
Doog: “I AM being punished! I should have known!”
Doog: “They are unusual, that’s for sure. They’re not a Progenitor race, are they?”
Graal: “We are not.”
Doog: “Oh, you speak basic.”
Graal: “I do, friend. Let me help you. I feel your pain.”
Doog: “That’s not necessary. I’m fine being how I am.”
Ember: “Amaya said he would be resistant.”
Doog: “Wait! Amaya sent me here on purpose?”
Kiefer: “You need help, buddy. She’s just trying to help.”
Doog: “I AM being punished! I should have known!”
Graal: “Working through your issues is not a punishment. It is a gift. Let me touch you.”
Doog: “No, I’m good. Hey! Stop!”
Doog: “No, I’m good. Hey! Stop!”
Doog: “No! Mom! Don’t go! I’ll be better!”
Gma: “It will be ok, Terrance. She’ll be back soon.”
Gma: “It will be ok, Terrance. She’ll be back soon.”
Doog: “Get off me! I don’t want you in there!”
Graal: “I just want to help.”
Graal: “I just want to help.”
Ember: “Doog! Come back, Doog!”
Kiefer: “It’s always hard at the beginning. You have to work through the pain.”
Doog: “I don’t have any pain! Notch! Where are you?! Where did you go?!”
Kiefer: “It’s always hard at the beginning. You have to work through the pain.”
Doog: “I don’t have any pain! Notch! Where are you?! Where did you go?!”
Kiefer: “He’s gone, Doog. He won’t be back for a few weeks.”
Doog: “A few weeks!”
Ember: “Amaya thought it would be wise to spend your time between seasons working on yourself.”
Doog: “They’re leaving me here between seasons?! What about my time off?!”
Graal: “I sense your fear. Just relax. We won’t push too hard. We’ll start off slow.”
Doog: “I can’t believe they did this to me!”
Doog: “A few weeks!”
Ember: “Amaya thought it would be wise to spend your time between seasons working on yourself.”
Doog: “They’re leaving me here between seasons?! What about my time off?!”
Graal: “I sense your fear. Just relax. We won’t push too hard. We’ll start off slow.”
Doog: “I can’t believe they did this to me!”
Ember: “Doog! What are you doing?”
Doog: “I’m swimming back to the platform! I will not be denied…my…huff…my time…off…”
Graal: “I think he’s drowning.”
Ember: “He only swam a few meters.”
Kiefer: “I’ve got you, buddy! Take the preserver!”
Doog: “I’m swimming back to the platform! I will not be denied…my…huff…my time…off…”
Graal: “I think he’s drowning.”
Ember: “He only swam a few meters.”
Kiefer: “I’ve got you, buddy! Take the preserver!”
Doog: “Huff…there’s…there’s no escape. Is there?”
Ember: “No, Doog. The platform is miles away. There aren’t any ships that fly here directly.”
Kiefer: “Like it or not, you’re our guest for the next two weeks. You don’t have to work on yourself, but there’s not much else to do.”
Graal: “You know what you really can’t escape? Your past. Let me help you.”
Doog: “Well folks, I’m stuck on Misericors. I don’t know what to say. This is going to be the worst.”
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Ember: “No, Doog. The platform is miles away. There aren’t any ships that fly here directly.”
Kiefer: “Like it or not, you’re our guest for the next two weeks. You don’t have to work on yourself, but there’s not much else to do.”
Graal: “You know what you really can’t escape? Your past. Let me help you.”
Doog: “Well folks, I’m stuck on Misericors. I don’t know what to say. This is going to be the worst.”
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Oldie: “Oh man, he’s going to be so mad.”
Amaya: “Don’t be concerned about Doog. Worry about yourself. Eat the fruit.”
Oldie: “I am. I am. This is like my third piece today.”
Amaya: “Better make it five.”
Mike: “Are we really leaving him there for two weeks?”
Amaya: “Doog needs this. His reckless behavior has cost us too many times. Maybe they can get to the root of his problems. Worst case scenario, we pick up the same old Doog in two weeks, but, this way, we know he isn’t getting into trouble in between seasons.”
Oldie: “Didn’t Mike screw up Also? Maybe he should be there too?”
Mike: “Shut it, Oldie!”
Amaya: “Mike is a follower. We fix Mike by fixing Doog.”
Mike: “I’m not a follower!”
Amaya: “We can take you back there, if you want, or you can come with us to Bulla Bulla. You decide.”
Mike: “I…uh…will go with you guys.”
Amaya: “Don’t be concerned about Doog. Worry about yourself. Eat the fruit.”
Oldie: “I am. I am. This is like my third piece today.”
Amaya: “Better make it five.”
Mike: “Are we really leaving him there for two weeks?”
Amaya: “Doog needs this. His reckless behavior has cost us too many times. Maybe they can get to the root of his problems. Worst case scenario, we pick up the same old Doog in two weeks, but, this way, we know he isn’t getting into trouble in between seasons.”
Oldie: “Didn’t Mike screw up Also? Maybe he should be there too?”
Mike: “Shut it, Oldie!”
Amaya: “Mike is a follower. We fix Mike by fixing Doog.”
Mike: “I’m not a follower!”
Amaya: “We can take you back there, if you want, or you can come with us to Bulla Bulla. You decide.”
Mike: “I…uh…will go with you guys.”
