There are billions of stars, millions of planets, but there is only one man, Terrance McDoogal. And he's MISSING!
LIU Atlas - The Doog Mystery Pt. 1
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.
Oldie: “Well, it’s official. Doog’s dead.”
Mike: “What! That’s not official! We saw the recovered coverage. He was still alive.”
Oldie: “Alive, but for how long? We lost coverage after the portal closed. It’s Doog we’re talking about here. He’s probably gone and got himself killed by now.“
Mike: “Never! He’s a moron, but somehow he always survives. I know he’s still alive!”
Oldie: “Ok, fine. You’re right there, but we have to ask ourselves, will he ever come back? We don’t even know where he went. What if he’s gone forever?”
Mike: “What! That’s not official! We saw the recovered coverage. He was still alive.”
Oldie: “Alive, but for how long? We lost coverage after the portal closed. It’s Doog we’re talking about here. He’s probably gone and got himself killed by now.“
Mike: “Never! He’s a moron, but somehow he always survives. I know he’s still alive!”
Oldie: “Ok, fine. You’re right there, but we have to ask ourselves, will he ever come back? We don’t even know where he went. What if he’s gone forever?”
Mike: “Stop talking so negative! Can’t you see the tears in Cam’s eyes? And look at poor Timbo. He’s been in bed for hours.”
Cam: “Uh…yeah. Look at my tears. They’re totally for Doog.”
Timbo: “To be honest, I’m actually doing great. If I have any tears, they’re tears of happiness. Doog never let me have the bed more than thirty minutes. I afraid to get up. I want to soak up all the time I can.”
Cam: “Uh…yeah. Look at my tears. They’re totally for Doog.”
Timbo: “To be honest, I’m actually doing great. If I have any tears, they’re tears of happiness. Doog never let me have the bed more than thirty minutes. I afraid to get up. I want to soak up all the time I can.”
Oldie: “You guys better start taking this more seriously!”
Mike: “Yeah! Don’t you get the implications? No Doog equals no LIU Atlas. No LIU Atlas equals us all getting split up.”
Oldie: “We find Doog, or we find new jobs…”
Cam: “Alright. Alright. What should we do?”
Oldie: “We need to stall the TV2 Executives. They want answers. We need to make them think Doog is still here. Any ideas?”
Mike: “…The Doog Dummy. We can use the DOOG DUMMY!”
Cam: “The Doog Dummy? Do I want to know?”
Oldie: “Is that the game we play where we give ourselves beer bellies by shoving pillows under our shirts?”
Mike: “No, that’s Doog Tummy. I’m talking about the Doog Dummy.”
Mike: “Yeah! Don’t you get the implications? No Doog equals no LIU Atlas. No LIU Atlas equals us all getting split up.”
Oldie: “We find Doog, or we find new jobs…”
Cam: “Alright. Alright. What should we do?”
Oldie: “We need to stall the TV2 Executives. They want answers. We need to make them think Doog is still here. Any ideas?”
Mike: “…The Doog Dummy. We can use the DOOG DUMMY!”
Cam: “The Doog Dummy? Do I want to know?”
Oldie: “Is that the game we play where we give ourselves beer bellies by shoving pillows under our shirts?”
Mike: “No, that’s Doog Tummy. I’m talking about the Doog Dummy.”
Mike: “Look, it’s there under the bed. Help me pull it out!”
Cam: “What in the heck am I looking at here? I’m getting a bit uncomfortable. Is that a life-size dummy of Doog?”
Mike: “Yeah. I kept telling Doog he was crazy for making it. He thought he could pass it off for himself on an episode and take a little break. I told him it would never work.”
Oldie: “Is that MY shirt!”
Mike: “Yeah. I kept telling Doog he was crazy for making it. He thought he could pass it off for himself on an episode and take a little break. I told him it would never work.”
Oldie: “Is that MY shirt!”
Cam: “Is that real hair?”
Mike: “Straight from the shower drains.”
Cam: “Barf.”
Oldie: “Are those arms made of my Tupperware Containers!?!”
Mike: “Straight from the shower drains.”
Cam: “Barf.”
Oldie: “Are those arms made of my Tupperware Containers!?!”
Mike: “Calm down, Oldie. I think we can make this work. We’ll shoot a little video of us with the Doog Dummy out of focus. We’ll say we found Doog, and everything’s on schedule. That should buy us a few weeks to really find Doog.”
Oldie: “Ok, it’s worth a shot. Cam, get the Hover Cam ready. We need to send unfocused video to TV2 ASAP.”
Cam: Sob…Sniff… “Didn’t I tell you? The Hover Camera followed Doog into the portal. It’s gone too. That’s reason for my tears earlier, not Doog.”
Mike: “Wait. If the Hover Cam’s with Doog, I might be able to track it.”
Oldie: “Ok, it’s worth a shot. Cam, get the Hover Cam ready. We need to send unfocused video to TV2 ASAP.”
Cam: Sob…Sniff… “Didn’t I tell you? The Hover Camera followed Doog into the portal. It’s gone too. That’s reason for my tears earlier, not Doog.”
Mike: “Wait. If the Hover Cam’s with Doog, I might be able to track it.”
Mike: “The signal is faint, but readable. Huh? That’s weird…”
Oldie: “What? Where is he?”
Mike: “He’s still in the galaxy. In fact, he’s not too far from here. I think we can track him down. We’ll home in on the Hover Cam’s signal.”
Oldie: “What? Where is he?”
Mike: “He’s still in the galaxy. In fact, he’s not too far from here. I think we can track him down. We’ll home in on the Hover Cam’s signal.”
Cam: “Alright, I’ll get the ol’ shoulder mounted camera out. We’ll shoot a video for TV2 and then start homing in on the signal. Let’s shoot the video first, though. I don’t want to be around the freaking Doog Doll any longer than necessary.”
Two Hours Later:
Two Hours Later:
Cam: “Aw, come on! Who put this in here!?!”
