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Opening Comments

{Namine sits in an office which resembles Noxigar's room. She takes out a file labelled, "CLASSIFIED."}

NAMINE: {voice-over} There was one Wiki User Wiki fanstuff that I never particularly liked. I wasn't sure what Noxigar's stance on it was, but I had a sneaking suspicion that "DAN" was trying to manipulate him. Again.

{Namine opens the file and sees an article reading, "Space Mexico."}

NAMINE: {v-o} I had been to Space Mexico before, and won me some classified files off of someone named "Bryony" or something akin to that.

{Namine turns a page of the Space Mexico script, and looks horrified}

NAMINE: {v-o} I thought, "I would hate to break Noxigar's cherished Namine Rule to riff something that I knew he didn't like." I was never one for rules from others, though. Not when I felt railroaded into using my gifts against my Somebody, Sora.

{Namine reads the script, to give it a second chance. After the second chance, though, she readies a verdict.}

NAMINE: {v-o} The Heresy Train has no brakes, they say. If such is the case, I'll ride the train into Space Mexico and steal the space cocaine, sell it to the police, and buy Noxigar something to cheer him up.

{Lex shows up.}

LEX: Hey, Namine.

NAMINE: 'Sup, little britches?

{Lex raises a brow.}

NAMINE: Apologies, dear Lex. I just found some case files while working with the Federal Bureau of Misused Filler.

LEX: Um... I was hoping you'd stop by Giuseppe's Pizza Cabin with Ben, Ted, and myself.

NAMINE: I would like to show you lads these files I picked up.

{Namine takes the files with her, showing them to Lex.}

LEX: Oh, that's Jose's-

{Namine looks at Lex sternly.}

NAMINE: Why had no one mentioned this to me?

{Lex backs away.}

LEX: No one takes Dan's work seriously. He's actually kind of a tosser, to be frank.

NAMINE: Oh, I see.

{Namine points at the top of the first page.}

NAMINE: And your emblem on this fiction would be because...?

{A sweatdrop appears over Lex's head.}

LEX: I gave Dan the greenlight, not knowing what would be on it.

{Namine shrugs.}

NAMINE: Fine, fine. Just know that I'm keeping my eye on all of you.

{Lex blinks.}

LEX: How'd you even get that?

NAMINE: I borrow Noxigar's tabletop stage name of "Cripple Anime Commando." I sometimes change it to "Cripple Namine Commando." Briar appreciates a good kink, right?

{Lex blinks again.}

LEX: How the fuck is that a kink?

{Namine shrugs.}

NAMINE: Says the mate who came up with Scotty Touchdown for a name. {giggles} Scotty Touchdown.

{Namine retains a serious face.}

NAMINE: You and I are going to have a loooooooong talk after I've observed this work while we're in the car.

{Lex looks around, and sees his chauffeur.}

CHAUFFEUR: Emperor Lex, where are we headed this evening?

LEX: Take us to Giuseppe's Pizza Cabin. Namine's with me.

CHAUFFEUR: Righto, my liege.

{Namine and Lex enter the limousine.}

The Actual Sodding Work

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Jose's Mexican Space Adventure is now owned by a single person.

Curent Episode: Closure is the current episode.

Rules

1. Jose doesn't allow editing.
2. No arguing in front of Jose.
3. No pointing at Jose.
4. No staring at Jose.
5. Jose is the ringleader and it's gonna stay that way.
6. No messing with AVGN, Jose's son.

Jose Reports

Jose said he doesn't have any news.. for now. All he has to say is that he's the ringleader. -pmelondemon43y

Episodes

Season 1

1. Pilot... OF A SPACESHIP — The ring decides its time to have a little "business meeting".
2. Closure — Jose gets more than he bargained for amidst terroist threats.

Miscellaneous

• There are no archives. Jose doesn't keep his baby pictures.
• Characters? Jose, AVGN, and the Ring.
• Places? Look around bud. We're in space.
• The Back Room is where Jose keeps the space ladies. No one's allowed outside the ring.
• Word of god? There is no god in Space Mexico. Not anymore.