Magnets, how do they work? Thorin knows!
Dustin, 9/9/24
Deckhand on an Alaskan crab boat.
Choker setter for a logging crew.
Apprentice roofer.
C'mon, Dustin—get it over with.
Dick Tracy, 9/9/24
Sure, Ro-Zan is dangerous but Thorin, with his desperation at Moon Valley losing its atmosphere, known antipathy to Terrans, and blatant disregard for human rights, is no saint either—and he's headed your way, Diet. Don't forget, "the nation that controls magnetism will control the universe," and said nation is emphatically not yours.
Hi and Lois, 9/9/24
Hi will both mash his thumb and pulverize the precious Oxy he'll need for the pain. Ditto will tell him he can still snort it, but he has to pick out the plastic fragments first. Hi will ignore him—he's in a hurry, dammit—and maybe he can hassle the E.R. docs for more Oxy to ease the pain from his nosebleed.
Rex Morgan, M.D., 9/9/24
Truck sits and ponders his answer: "Am I Truck Tyler? Used to be, kid; used to be …."
—Uncle Lumpy