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Episode 1126 of "Cryptids of the AREZ" "Twilight Carnival Special" - The Stinky Gem-Gobbler TRANSCRIPT: (Vaesk'a and Jirrupt are sitting in their 'studio,' which long-time viewers and subscribers know is a desk with inbuilt microphones and two comfy chairs, in the back of Jirrup's electric caravan. Vaesk'a is a korso with a heavilly-striped beak and face, with a camera rig hanging around their shoulders. Jirrupt is a grey varox, unusual for having two sets of tufted ears ...

<sorry i can't come over rn>, Eber tapped out on his slate. <i'm busy.> <Eber. Eb. My good xero. You are literally sunbathing on your roof. I can see you.> A burst of photographs were sent to Eber's slate, an assortment of amateur aerial photography clearly depicting the jungle xero lying prone, limbs splayed, on the rooftop awning....

"What? Cancelled? No!" Akira reread the dry missive in disbelief. The Old Hr'havel Cistern was going to be an anchor of this tour. Its semi-subterranean architecture had acoustic properties that many performers, Akira among them, loved to take advantage of. But while the xero may have been looking forward to the venue, the people of B'haddu themselves had been looking forward to Tetsu. They weren't going to let this stop them.  Akira reached for their camera. ~~ "Conce...

[The following note? Letter? Letter. The following letter is roughly written on borrowed stationary, with crossed-out words and ink blots. It is folded up carefully and placed in what Eber hopes is the right mailbox. All capitalization and punctuation is as written, for emphasis] Hi. So. Um. This is a weird note to leave and I hope you aren't freaked out by it, but I happened to...overhear you. Ranting in the memorial garden, the other day. And I wanted to say: ...

Dear Journal, I'm so glad to be safe and warm inside again. But probably not half as glad as those poor tourists I had to rescue! They'd taken a snowskiff up into the mountains to watch for shooting stars. (I know they're meteors and meteorites, but I still think the old-fashioned name is so poetic, you know?) Right? We had that winter storm advisory so I'm completely at a loss for who rented or loaned one out to them...

"If you could remove or add any mutation to yourself, what would it be and why?"   Eber read and reread the question scrolling along the top of his slate, tapping the stylus against his teeth as he considered. His fellow xeros came in such a variety of shapes and morphologies; he'd be a liar to claim he wasn't envious.   "I'm really stuck on this one, ma. Can I just, uh, talk through it with you?"   "Sure, hon," A...

Across AREZ, everyone agrees the starry nights of the Kubai desert are unmatched. With sparse habitation and a commitment to living close to the earth, the vault of the sky stretches from one horizon to the next free of light pollution. It's as if the heavens were close enough to reach out and pluck with your fingers.   "C'mon c'mon c'mon....just a little more...."   It's not that Aphra is numb to the sight of all this natural beauty, i...

Public Surveys, Secret LettersOnce Lumi realized the shrill, rhythmic chirping of the bird in his bedroom was actually his second alarm, he woke up. The xero flapped the blankets aside and rolled out of bed, reaching for his tablet. "ROUTE #3 (Harbor Heights) TODAY." flashed the reminder across its screen." Lumi stashed the tablet in his pouch and continued getting ready for 'wo...