LIU Atlas - Tropaeum
LIU Atlas - Tropaeum
The Ludgonian Industrial Union’s galaxy contains billions of stars and 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.
The Ludgonian Industrial Union’s galaxy contains billions of stars and 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 the small moon of Tropaeum. Tropaeum is a protected world. Its pristine wilderness is mostly unsullied, and its unique fauna and plant life are a sight to be seen. Several thousand people visit here every year to take safaris through the untouched plains of Tropaeum. All operations on Tropaeum are based out of a secluded camp on the moon’s equator, called Camp Cecil. That’s where we’re headed.”
Doog: “Alright folks, I’ve been dropped off here at Camp Cecil. The first thing I notice is the moon’s unique plant life. The plants sport a lavender foliage, and it appears that all the plants here sprout from these purple moss beds. Supposedly, the plant life here as evolved this coloration to better absorb sunlight. Anyway, this building behind me is the camp’s Lounge. I’m supposed to meet my guide here.”
Doog: “Once again, I’ve been blessed with a female guide. Unfortunately, she appears to be armed. Better keep the pick up lines to a minimum.”
Cecilia: “Hey Doog. Welcome to Tropaeum. I’m Cecilia, your guide for this afternoon.”
Doog: “Hey there Cecilia. So, what’s up with the gun? Wait, let me guess, it’s protection against my devilish looks and charm.”
Cecilia: “Uh, no. This is a tranquilizer gun. It’s handy for keeping the local wildlife at bay, without causing any permanent damage. Of course, here in the camp, there’s no wildlife to worry about. This area has been cleared and fenced in.”
Doog: “Fenced in, huh? What else can you tell me about the camp?”
Cecelia: “This place here is the central lounge, where guests can meet for drinks, hot tub excursions, and other social events. There are forty…”
Doog: “Hey there Cecilia. So, what’s up with the gun? Wait, let me guess, it’s protection against my devilish looks and charm.”
Cecilia: “Uh, no. This is a tranquilizer gun. It’s handy for keeping the local wildlife at bay, without causing any permanent damage. Of course, here in the camp, there’s no wildlife to worry about. This area has been cleared and fenced in.”
Doog: “Fenced in, huh? What else can you tell me about the camp?”
Cecelia: “This place here is the central lounge, where guests can meet for drinks, hot tub excursions, and other social events. There are forty…”
Doog: “Wait, speaking of hot tubs, what’s up with this chick? She’s pulsating, groaning, and releasing lots of bubbles. Is this some sort of fart attack or what?”
Cecilia: “Uh…it’s not quite what…”
Cecilia: “Uh…it’s not quite what…”
Big: “Whoa baby. I’m gonna need a snorkel, and I’m not talking about for breathing.”
Doog: “Big?! Is that you?”
Doog: “Big?! Is that you?”
Big: “Doog, my buddy! What are you doing here? I’m not supposed to be your guide today, am I? I’m a little busy.”
Doog: “No, you’re not my guide, unfortunately. Probably would have had a better time if you were. My guide is this lady with the gun.”
Big: “That’s a tranquilizer gun, Doog. If I was you, I’d play that angle.”
Cecilia: ‘I’m literally standing right here guys.”
Big: “Oh well, I have a treasure cave to explore. Maybe I’ll see you around later.”
Doog: “Later Big.”
Doog: “No, you’re not my guide, unfortunately. Probably would have had a better time if you were. My guide is this lady with the gun.”
Big: “That’s a tranquilizer gun, Doog. If I was you, I’d play that angle.”
Cecilia: ‘I’m literally standing right here guys.”
Big: “Oh well, I have a treasure cave to explore. Maybe I’ll see you around later.”
Doog: “Later Big.”
Cecilia: “Come on, let’s get out of here. I can’t stand that guy.”
Doog: “He’s not that bad. Sure, some of the things he says makes galaxy’s worst perverts blush, but, overall, he’s a good guy.”
Cecilia: “I’m not talking about that. I can handle the talk. It’s the whole ’Elite Citizen’ thing. He thinks he can do whatever he wants because he‘s rich. I really don’t want to talk about it. Come on, let’s head for the tour.”
Doog: “He’s not that bad. Sure, some of the things he says makes galaxy’s worst perverts blush, but, overall, he’s a good guy.”
Cecilia: “I’m not talking about that. I can handle the talk. It’s the whole ’Elite Citizen’ thing. He thinks he can do whatever he wants because he‘s rich. I really don’t want to talk about it. Come on, let’s head for the tour.”
Doog: “What’s this?”
Cecilia: “This is our Safari Tour. Guests ride in this truck and get to see the wildlife of Tropaeum.”
Cecilia: “This is our Safari Tour. Guests ride in this truck and get to see the wildlife of Tropaeum.”
Doog: “Do I, by chance, get to see this tour?”
Cecilia: “Indeed.”
Doog: “Do I, by chance, get this tour for free?”
Cecilia: “Yes, Doog…”
Cecilia: “Indeed.”
Doog: “Do I, by chance, get this tour for free?”
Cecilia: “Yes, Doog…”
Doog: “Gee, it sure is cramped back here. Why do I get the standing room only section while these tourists get the nice comfy seats?”
Cecilia: “You do remember the part about this tour being free…right?”
Cecilia: “You do remember the part about this tour being free…right?”
Doog: “Is that the fence you were speaking of earlier?”
Cecilia: “Yes. The electrified fence keeps the wildlife of Tropaeum out of our camp. The wildlife can be dangerous. I know there was a sign, but let me reiterate, please stay in the truck at all times.”
Doog: “There was a sign?”
Cecilia: “Yes. The electrified fence keeps the wildlife of Tropaeum out of our camp. The wildlife can be dangerous. I know there was a sign, but let me reiterate, please stay in the truck at all times.”
Doog: “There was a sign?”
Cecilia: “Alright, here we go. Are you excited?”
Doog: “A little, I guess. This truck could use a refreshment stand though.”
Doog: “A little, I guess. This truck could use a refreshment stand though.”
Cecilia: “The gate is opening. We’re about to enter the wild. Keep your eyes peeled.”
Cecilia: ‘Wow, that didn’t take long. We’re in luck. Ladies and gentlemen, if you’ll direct your attention to the driver side of the truck, you’ll see some of the moon’s native herbivores.”
Doog: “I don’t see anything.”
Cecilia: “Look closer. These herbivores have pretty good camouflage.”
Cecilia: “Look closer. These herbivores have pretty good camouflage.”
Cecilia: “The larger of the creatures is the Mundali. As you can see, the Mundali have evolved structures that closely resemble the moon’s plant life. This aids in camouflage. The structures serve an even greater purpose though. They are sensory organs that catch smells in the wind. They can detect predators miles away. Their advanced sense of smell made them notoriously hard to hunt, and many big game hunters flocked here for the challenge. They were almost hunted to extinction before this moon was protected.”
Doog: “Why isn’t he running away? Didn’t he smell us a long way off?”
Cecilia: “The Mundali have become accustomed to our presence after all these years. They no longer fear humans.”
Doog: “Why isn’t he running away? Didn’t he smell us a long way off?”
Cecilia: “The Mundali have become accustomed to our presence after all these years. They no longer fear humans.”
Cecilia: “These smaller herbivores are called Jousts. The make up the majority of the biomass on Tropaeum. These small little guys number in the millions. Their long proboscis helps the pull leaves from the plants.”
Cecilia: “Oh, look folks. This is how the Jousts get their name. Their long antlers are pulled downwards by the strong muscles in their face. The antlers are then used to fight with other Jousts over food or territory. How cool that you got to see that!”
Cecilia: “The moon’s largest carnivore is the Ogalu. The Ogalu are amphibious and are often found underwater. They lie in wait down there until an unfortunate Joust comes to get a drink. We’ll try to lure one out for you to see.”
Doog: “Hey, there’s bubbles forming! Big, that’s not you again, is it?”
Cecilia: “There it is!”
Doog: “Whoa. That’s a big head.”
Doog: “Whoa. That’s a big head.”
Cecilia: “The Ogalu are closely related to lizards, but definitely have some differences. The most notable difference, is the Ogalu’s four eyes. This allows the Ogalu to interpret light refraction better when striking prey from the water.”
Cecilia: “Anything you’d like to know about the Ogalu, Doog? Doog? Where did you go!?
Cecilia: “Doog! Get back in here! What’s wrong with you!”
Doog: “Relax. I’m just getting some refreshments. I saw this chicken just rolling across the ground, figured I wouldn’t let it go to waste.”
Cecilia: “That chicken is old and has been dragged all of the ground! If the Ogalu doesn’t kill you, that chicken will!”
Doog: “Relax. I’m just getting some refreshments. I saw this chicken just rolling across the ground, figured I wouldn’t let it go to waste.”
Cecilia: “That chicken is old and has been dragged all of the ground! If the Ogalu doesn’t kill you, that chicken will!”
Doog: “No lizard! This is my chicken! I found it first!”
Cecilia: “Grab on you idiot!”
Doog: “Not the first time a chick has had a gun to my face, surprisingly. Interestingly enough, it was also over a chicken leg.”
Doog: “Not the first time a chick has had a gun to my face, surprisingly. Interestingly enough, it was also over a chicken leg.”
Cecilia: “Now stay in the truck from here on out!”
Doog: “Sure. Sure. Hey, what’s that?”
Doog: “Sure. Sure. Hey, what’s that?”
Doog: “Big, is that you? What are you riding on?”
Cecilia: “Did you seriously just jump out of the truck again?!?
Big: “Hey, I told ya I’d see you again.”
Doog: “What are you doing out here? Isn’t it dangerous?”
Big: “Nah, I have a full contingent of Safari Guides. Besides, I’m out here hunting. The only thing in danger is the wildlife.”
Doog: “Hunting? I thought this place was protected?”
Cecilia: “It is, but protecting it isn’t cheap. We’re forced to sell hunting licenses to Elite Citizens like Big. They pay to keep this place open.”
Doog: “Ah, so that’s why you can’t stand him. Makes sense.”
Doog: “What are you doing out here? Isn’t it dangerous?”
Big: “Nah, I have a full contingent of Safari Guides. Besides, I’m out here hunting. The only thing in danger is the wildlife.”
Doog: “Hunting? I thought this place was protected?”
Cecilia: “It is, but protecting it isn’t cheap. We’re forced to sell hunting licenses to Elite Citizens like Big. They pay to keep this place open.”
Doog: “Ah, so that’s why you can’t stand him. Makes sense.”
Big: “There’s nothing more manly than a hunt. Especially, hunting the Mundali. They’re known around the galaxy as being one of the toughest prey animals. Only the galaxy’s best hunters can nail one of those guys.”
Doog: “I didn’t know you were that into hunting Big…well, other than chicks.”
Big: “I’m not, but having a Mundali head on your wall is about as manly as it gets. The chicks will flock to me.”
Doog: “I didn’t know you were that into hunting Big…well, other than chicks.”
Big: “I’m not, but having a Mundali head on your wall is about as manly as it gets. The chicks will flock to me.”
Big: “I’ve been tracking this guy forever…like twelve minutes. Man, I’m a good hunter. Uh, bring it closer and get me my gun.”
Doog: “This sort of takes the sport out of it.”
Big: “Oh well, I’m not here for the sport. I’m here for the trophy.”
BANG, BANG
Big: “Oh well, I’m not here for the sport. I’m here for the trophy.”
BANG, BANG
Big: “Lop off its head and ship it to house. I want that thing on my wall as soon as possible. You can leave the body…er…wait. Bring the body back to my cabin. I want to…uh…examine it. Yeah, examine it.”
Doog: “You’re a sick man, Big.”
Big: “I’m a man, Doog. A hunting man.”
Doog: “You’re a sick man, Big.”
Big: “I’m a man, Doog. A hunting man.”
Doog: “Well folks, Tropaeum is an interesting place. Thousands flock here to view to its exotic wildlife. Unfortunately, protecting this wildlife costs money. One quick way to get money is to charge the rich fees to hunt here. They get to pad their egos, and we get to look at cool animals. Well, see ya!”
Note: Hunting License fees start at 50,000 credits. For an additional 30,000 credits, you can get an experienced tracking team to accompany you. For 5 credits, we’ll photoshop you in a picture with an Ogalu. Limit one per customer.
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Note: Hunting License fees start at 50,000 credits. For an additional 30,000 credits, you can get an experienced tracking team to accompany you. For 5 credits, we’ll photoshop you in a picture with an Ogalu. Limit one per customer.
CLICK HERE FOR NEXT EPISODE: Season 7 - Episode 16.5 - Vox Caelestia
