Originally recorded in May 2017

Sealed in a hot, dark space, Kyle screams for no discernable reason. His sweaty visage assails and tremulous cries into the muted void offend the sensibilities of man and God as he sets about Marking his every sin in a permanent chronicle, to be shared with an unwilling world via invisible beacons.

Separately, he sets his designs on recording a podcast! And at the conclusion of such designs do we find ourselves situated here today. Today’s episode is all about those largely abortive live-action bits that serve as wrap-arounds to our Let’s Play show. Let it be observed that we do, in defiance of all evidence, exhibit occasional paroxysms of ambition. In our heart’s deepest, most tenebrous recesses congeal the inclination to make needlessly complex exhibits of basic filmmaking; however, circumstances and a dearth of competence hold us back. Maybe some day we can make something other than bizarre, abstract and wholly unnecessary prologues to playlists of arcade short plays. Until then though!

Also featured in this episode: an explanation (of sorts) for the inexplicable trip to Antarctica that Kyle took some sessions back. (The vacation slides from this financially ruinous misadventure, by the way, occupy to this day a bizarrely prominent spot on our Youtube playlist directory.) Hear us also ruminate on ways in which Nick’s personhood is most aptly compared to the ceaseless ravages of nature. Also! Five months in, we finally canonize the fucking title of the podcast. I can just feel that Patreon money SURGING FORTH!