William Hughes (The A.V. Club) and Gary Butterfield (Watch Out for Fireballs!) get together four times a week to talk through every single item, trinket, boss, monster, and, really, everything in Edmund McMillen's "The Binding Of Isaac". New, bite-sized episodes come out every Tuesday, Thursday, Saturday, and Sunday.
July 12th, 2020 | 19 mins 38 secs
But he preferred skipping out on such obligations to either; he was halfway out of the spaceworm's cramped aft gut cabin when the psychic onslaught of a p.o.'d bureaucrat began pinging across his synapses.
July 11th, 2020 | 15 mins 56 secs
Of the two, he found he tended to prefer pissing off those in power; their vindictiveness tended to have limits, even if those were simply the borders of the nearest star system.
July 9th, 2020 | 16 mins 9 secs
That meant either money or power was knocking at his door, and Chip Stargash had run afoul of both in his times as a Star Soldier For Hire.
July 7th, 2020 | 21 mins 2 secs
Which meant that either the sac was developing an eating disorder, or that someone with Priority One Anti-Digestion Insurance was trying to get hold of him.
July 6th, 2020 | 23 mins 19 secs
Hey, folks! Future Will here.
This is a silly little bonus I'm tossing onto the feed to celebrate the Episode 500 milestone. It's an audiobook I've recorded of the first chapter of Hell Comes To Harkness House, the extremely silly serialized novel I write in the episode descriptions of Everything To Guppy. (Really, go back and look.) It's dumb and silly and I don't say all the words right, but I figured I'd put it out there for people to enjoy.
July 5th, 2020 | 33 mins 29 secs
Not wishing to hear from the creditors he had spent the last four cycles so aggressively dodging, Stargash had set the sac to auto-digest any messages directed toward his e-dentity.
July 4th, 2020 | 16 mins 50 secs
As consciousness kicked the door down and ungratefully barged its way into his brain, he became aware that the worm's messenger sac hovering over his slumberpod was near-full with sticky communiques.
July 2nd, 2020 | 19 mins 28 secs
Still clinging to the last erogic gasps of hypersleep, Chip Stargash did his best to ignore the pulsing, fluidish sound.
June 30th, 2020 | 17 mins 25 secs
Deep within the bowels of the spaceworm, an organ began to thrum.
June 28th, 2020 | 17 mins 24 secs
Flipping open his fleshputer, Chil'trox began searching through lists of contractors with high-level expendability ratings; this seemed, he mused, like a perfect job for The Gyg Economy to handle.
June 27th, 2020 | 15 mins 9 secs
"Every decision is just an opportunity to delegate to someone else."
June 25th, 2020 | 13 mins 4 secs
In his fourth heart, the Bureaucrat's Code loomed suddenly, visible through the panel installed inside his chest by the Thoughtless Macrosurgeons of Fish Planet 6.
June 23rd, 2020 | 16 mins 53 secs
But while his Angst Flaps continued to glisten moistly under the artificial sunlight, Chil'trox shook himself suddenly and loinded his girds.
June 21st, 2020 | 14 mins 59 secs
But if he acted, authorizing intervention, he would expose himself to the most toxic substance in all the Seven Sectors: Blame.
June 20th, 2020 | 17 mins 1 sec
If he did nothing, and the planet's reality incursion managed to metastasize to other worlds, it would multiply the subsequent tide of paperwork by more than a hundredfold.
June 18th, 2020 | 18 mins 6 secs
It was the doomsday scenario he had dreaded for the entirety of his multi-hundred-cycles career: A problem that would force him to make a choice.