LIU Atlas - Lazaretto Station
There are billions of stars, millions of planets, but there is only one man, Terrance McDoogal. Welcome to LIU Atlas.
LIU Atlas - Lazaretto Station
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 - Lazaretto Station
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 special edition episode of LIU Atlas. I’m your host, Terrance “Doog” McDoogal. My crew and I have elected to make an impromptu stop at this medical station to treat my radiation poisoning. The station, which is orbiting a small planet called Aeger, is not in the Magellan’s Navigational Computer, leading us to believe that the station is actually mobile. We were lead to this station by it’s sub-space beacon. The beacon is broadcasting a message calling itself the Lazaretto Station.”
Doog: “Well folks, I’m in sort of a predicament. The LIU only provides me healthcare if I am currently employed. Unfortunately, my contract specifically states that I am not employed in between episodes, something about me being a liability. So, in order to get seen by a doctor today, we’re going to have to shoot an episode here.”
Doog: “I’m sure there are a lot of interesting things to see in a hospital. Oh, look over there. The people here seem to be utilizing some kind of chair to get around. What an interesting culture!”
Off Camera: whispers “That’s a wheelchair Doog!”
Doog: “Oh…”
Off Camera: whispers “That’s a wheelchair Doog!”
Doog: “Oh…”
Patch: “You look like you need some help. I’m Dr. Patch. What can I do for you today?”
Doog: “Well doc, I’ve been feeling a little…”
Patch: “Let me stop you right there. I can see the problem already.”
Doog: “What! Is it serious!”
Patch: “Hmm. Yes. Very Serious. It appears you have two eyes.”
Doog: “Oh no! What are we going to…wait a minute. Is that some sort of joke?”
Patch: “Yes, sorry. I’m just trying to lighten things up a little. They say laughter is the best medicine.”
Doog: “Haha. I think I feel better already. Wait, nope, still the same. Maybe we could try some real medicine now. I’m suffering from radiation poisoning.”
Doog: “Well doc, I’ve been feeling a little…”
Patch: “Let me stop you right there. I can see the problem already.”
Doog: “What! Is it serious!”
Patch: “Hmm. Yes. Very Serious. It appears you have two eyes.”
Doog: “Oh no! What are we going to…wait a minute. Is that some sort of joke?”
Patch: “Yes, sorry. I’m just trying to lighten things up a little. They say laughter is the best medicine.”
Doog: “Haha. I think I feel better already. Wait, nope, still the same. Maybe we could try some real medicine now. I’m suffering from radiation poisoning.”
Patch: “Ah, I have a simple remedy for that. Just take two of these every six hours.”
Doog: “Uh…I don’t think I can swallow that. In fact, I‘m not even sure it will fit in my mouth.”
Patch: “Huh? No, no. It doesn’t go in your mouth.”
Doog: “What! I don’t think it will fit there either!”
Patch: “Go where? Oh, not there. This is a container. You open it up and take the pills out. You may have heard of it. Are you sure you didn’t suffer any brain damage?”
Doog: “Psst. I knew that.”
Patch: “Well, there you go. If you’re an employee, you can enter your employee number at the terminal over there. Otherwise, see the clerk to arrange payment.”
Doog: “Actually, I was wondering if you could help me with that. I need to shoot an episode here to be considered an employee. Could you show me around your hospital?”
Patch: “Sure, it’s not like I’m doing anything more important, like saving lives or something.”
Doog: “Uh…I don’t think I can swallow that. In fact, I‘m not even sure it will fit in my mouth.”
Patch: “Huh? No, no. It doesn’t go in your mouth.”
Doog: “What! I don’t think it will fit there either!”
Patch: “Go where? Oh, not there. This is a container. You open it up and take the pills out. You may have heard of it. Are you sure you didn’t suffer any brain damage?”
Doog: “Psst. I knew that.”
Patch: “Well, there you go. If you’re an employee, you can enter your employee number at the terminal over there. Otherwise, see the clerk to arrange payment.”
Doog: “Actually, I was wondering if you could help me with that. I need to shoot an episode here to be considered an employee. Could you show me around your hospital?”
Patch: “Sure, it’s not like I’m doing anything more important, like saving lives or something.”
Doog: “I realize hospitals are not that exciting, but try your best to make this interesting. It has to look like a real show.”
Patch: “That shouldn’t be a problem, especially since this isn’t a hospital.”
Doog: “Not a hospital?”
Patch: “Nope. The Lazaretto Station is a quarantine station. It should have been obvious by the markings on the station’s hull. The yellow and black checkered flag is the universal sign for quarantine. This station is placed in orbit around planets that are suffering from pandemics. In today’s interconnected universe, diseases can quickly spread across galaxies. Billions could die. Our job is to stop any pandemic from spreading off a single planet.”
Doog: “Sweet.”
Patch: “Yeah, I guess. Beyond these doors is the Level 1 quarantine zone. Want to head inside?”
Doog: “Do I want to head inside a disease filled room? Sure.”
Patch: “That shouldn’t be a problem, especially since this isn’t a hospital.”
Doog: “Not a hospital?”
Patch: “Nope. The Lazaretto Station is a quarantine station. It should have been obvious by the markings on the station’s hull. The yellow and black checkered flag is the universal sign for quarantine. This station is placed in orbit around planets that are suffering from pandemics. In today’s interconnected universe, diseases can quickly spread across galaxies. Billions could die. Our job is to stop any pandemic from spreading off a single planet.”
Doog: “Sweet.”
Patch: “Yeah, I guess. Beyond these doors is the Level 1 quarantine zone. Want to head inside?”
Doog: “Do I want to head inside a disease filled room? Sure.”
Patch: “These guys are left over from our previous mission on the planet Profluvium. They are suffering from a nasty stomach parasite.”
Doog: “Are we at risk?”
Patch: “No. Level 1 patients pose little risk. These guys are infected with parasites that can only be passed through their feces. Unless you plan on devouring some excrement, we’re safe.”
Doog: “I don’t think we are going to have any problems there Patch.”
Doog: “Are we at risk?”
Patch: “No. Level 1 patients pose little risk. These guys are infected with parasites that can only be passed through their feces. Unless you plan on devouring some excrement, we’re safe.”
Doog: “I don’t think we are going to have any problems there Patch.”
Patch: “Level 2 Quarantine poses a much higher risk of infection. This section has its own air and water supplies. In order to enter this section, we’ll need wear bio-hazard suits. I already have mine on. All I need is this helmet. You can find one in the closet over there. I’ll give you a few minutes.”
Patch: “Did you really have to get in the closet to change? I’m a doctor. I’ve seen the human body many times…Come on! What’s taking so long?”
Doog: “Just a minute doc. I’m almost ready.”
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Patch: “What is that sound? What are you doing in there?”
Doog: “Just a minute doc. I’m almost ready.”
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Patch: “What is that sound? What are you doing in there?”
Doog: “Hold your horses, Doc. I just needed to make a few modifications. The Doogster does not like wearing sleeves.”
Patch: “Are you @$#&*#@ serious? You just ruined that suit. What part of highly infectious do you not understand? Go change, and for Kaadu’s sake, keep the sleeves on.”
Doog: “Geez, somebody’s got a bias against fashion.”
Patch: “Are you @$#&*#@ serious? You just ruined that suit. What part of highly infectious do you not understand? Go change, and for Kaadu’s sake, keep the sleeves on.”
Doog: “Geez, somebody’s got a bias against fashion.”
Doog: “Alright, I’m all ready.”
Patch: “Is everything intact this time? You didn’t suddenly feel the urge to wear rear-less chaps, did you?”
Doog: “Yes, everything is intact. Although, I don’t really see the point as long as our faces are exposed.”
Patch: “We’ll remedy that right now. Activate face force shield!”
Patch: “Is everything intact this time? You didn’t suddenly feel the urge to wear rear-less chaps, did you?”
Doog: “Yes, everything is intact. Although, I don’t really see the point as long as our faces are exposed.”
Patch: “We’ll remedy that right now. Activate face force shield!”
Doog: “Seriously? A face force field?”
Patch: “Yes, the shield eradicates any biological material that touches it. Doog! Why are you trying to lick your shield? You‘re going to burn your tongue off”
Doog: “Sorry. The red looked kind of tasty.”
Patch: “That’s it. I’m scheduling you a MRI after this. You must have some sort of brain damage, if you even have a brain at all.”
Doog: “What happened to laughter being the best medicine?”
Patch: “Yes, the shield eradicates any biological material that touches it. Doog! Why are you trying to lick your shield? You‘re going to burn your tongue off”
Doog: “Sorry. The red looked kind of tasty.”
Patch: “That’s it. I’m scheduling you a MRI after this. You must have some sort of brain damage, if you even have a brain at all.”
Doog: “What happened to laughter being the best medicine?”
Patch: “Welcome to Level 2 quarantine.”
Doog: “Eww gross. What are those?”
Doog: “Eww gross. What are those?”
Patch: “These unfortunate souls are infected with a newly mutated disease called Kaadu Flu. The flu takes its name from the reptilian skin condition it creates on its victims, sort of like Kaadu skin. The flu originated in a species called the Lues, but made the jump to humans here on the planet Aeger. It is important that we contain the virus here in the Lazaretto Station. If it escapes, millions could be infected.”
Patch: “The flu was quite mild in the Lues Species, but the mutated version is much more dangerous for humans, who have not developed the necessary antibodies to combat it. All we can do is bandage the sores and give them shots of pain killers.”
Doog: “Are you trying to develop a cure?”
Patch: “Yes, of course, but unfortunately, we’ve made little progress. These sick individuals will have to stay here until we find a cure, or they die. Either way, the mutated disease stops here.”
Doog: “Are you trying to develop a cure?”
Patch: “Yes, of course, but unfortunately, we’ve made little progress. These sick individuals will have to stay here until we find a cure, or they die. Either way, the mutated disease stops here.”
Doog: “Well folks, I think that about does it. Not a long episode, but an important one. We learned about the life saving duties of the Lazaretto Quarantine Station, and more importantly, I got free medical attention. See ya next time.”
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Patch: “Hmm…I forgot to tell you to turn on the air supply to your suit. Whoops.”
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