episode one hundred & eleven: There's a bulldozer outside

To everyone who responded to our blurb writer last time, they've been sacked. I mean ... does this look like message-in-a-bottle time? Using our show notes to get attention and complain about your job.... Seriously, we've no time for whingers 'round here- HA! April fool. Still me. It was lovely seeing some of you on the socials. I'd print out your comments, only I don't have a printer and the walls are too damp to post things on. Anyway, just wanted to let you know it's "spring" on the Oz 9, which means the bioswamp is in full flower and the mating calls of the egrets is deafening. The flowers and general greenness are pretty, but the giant spiders have taken to spinning themselves ear muffs to reduce the noise. All right for some, I guess. Anyway, hope it's pretty where you are. You've been listening to: Kevin Hall as Greg Tim Sherburn as Colin Bonnie Brantley as Donna and Jessie Eric Perry as Dr. von Haber Zetzer and Joe Pete Barry as (yuck) Bob Chrisi Talyn Saje as Julie David S Dear as Dr. Theo Bromae and Tiberius Shannon Perry as Madeline and (mumble) Sarah Golding as Mrs Sheffield Sarah Rhea Warner as Pipistrelle Kyle Jones as your Narrator 2, and Chris Nadolny Gourley is your Narrator Sarah Golding is our incredible dialogue editor, and Mark Restuccia WENT ABOVE AND BEYOND in this hella episode as our sound designer. Our music is the brainchild of John Faley, and poor artist Lucas Elliott just can't quite get free of us. Until next time, Space Monkeys, stay well, and send earplugs and a towel? I have no idea where my towel is.... Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Om Podcasten

It's Spring 2142 (a Tuesday), and Gated Galaxies has launched its 400 Oz-8000 ships, each carrying 50,000 "resting guests" to, hopefully, a new home on a shiny, brand-new planet. Except this whole "terraform and take over" idea isn't actually the plan; the real plan is far more nefarious and involves a great deal of cackling. But those aboard the ships don't know that, so off they toodle (those that make it out of Earth's atmosphere, at least), all shiny and optimistic. This is the story of one of those ships – the Oz 9 – and its tiny crew of hopeless incompetents. So far, they've been in space half an hour and several hundred people are dead. So... bright future, clearly.