Community Report #9 - The Silver Lake Time Traveler

A doppelganger from the future pays the show a visit.

Transcript

Jeremy  0:00
I am here on a random road in Silver Lake, on the edge of Silver Lake, in fact, meeting someone who claims to be a time traveler. It is the crack of dawn on an autumn day and it looks, looks like here he comes…. Very dramatic…. walking down the center of a big hill slash street sort of silhouetted there against the, the early morning sky there….. walking on down….. Hi there.

Minos  0:39
Hi.

Jeremy  0:40
For the audience who cannot see this, obviously. I am being encountered by a man who looks exactly like me, which is a bit freaking me out, since this is my first encounter with him and I do not, to my knowledge have a twin, much less at twin that thinks he is a time traveler.

Minos  1:04
Did you bring the cards?

Jeremy  1:06
Yup. Yup.

Minos  1:08
And the dice?

Jeremy  1:09
Yup.

Minos  1:09
Alright, let’s get started.

Jeremy  1:13
Um… okay. So, I have this deck of shuffled cards, again, audience doesn’t know that, but I have never met this guy, he claims to be a time traveler, and so far the only explanation I can think of is that I have a twin stalker, but let’s go ahead and take the true test.

Minos  1:40
Alright, so you have shuffled the cards.

Jeremy  1:44
Sorry, let me get the mic up to you.

Minos  1:46
Better?

Jeremy  1:47
Yup.

Minos  1:48
So you shuffled the cards before you got here, right? And you also have a 6-sided die, correct?

Jeremy  1:56
Yup.

Minos  1:58
Alright - take the first card.

Jeremy  2:01
Any card?

Minos  2:02
Any card… Is it the 9 of diamonds?

Jeremy  2:06
Yes.

Minos  2:07
Ahhh, the curse of Scotland. Alright just go ahead and choose again… Joker?

Jeremy  2:13
Holy crap - that is amazing. Just so the audience knows, let me reiterate, I have never met this person before.

Minos  2:21
Draw another one, please… king of hearts?

Jeremy  2:25
Alright, you, you’re really, I am starting to freak out, I’m gonna’ go and draw four more.

Minos  2:36
Ace of clubs, ace of diamonds, two of hearts, and queen of spades…. Alright, just calm down, breath…. and don’t forget to point the mic at me.

Jeremy  2:52
Sorry, sorry. Um. Okay. What’s next? Dice?

Minos  2:56
Sure. You are going to roll a 4, 5, 1, 4.

Jeremy  3:05
Uhh, yup. 4, 5, what was next one again? Did you say 4?

Minos  3:13
One.

Jeremy  3:14
Yep, one.

Minos  3:15
And four again.

Jeremy  3:17
Yep, four. Uh, wow. Um. Hmmmm. Yeah, I am, I’m convinced. So, so what next?

Hyp  3:31
So look. You see there are all these myths about time travel - like that you can change the world or rewrite history. But that, that’s really extremely difficult to do. You know, for instance, say I wanted to stop World War Two. I would basically have to travel back in time to when one of the Axis leaders was a kid and neutralize him, which is difficult to do for several reasons. One, you have to identify the correct timeline to travel to. You see, there are an infinite number of parallel universes out there, in other words, timelines. Think of a giant white board in a lecture hall with hundreds of black lines drawn across it. Each of those black lines is a timeline or a universe. So some of these timelines have an Axis leader in them, but some of them don’t. Some of them have a World War Two in them, some of them don’t. So your first task is to identify the correct timeline, or the one that is most similar to your own. You’ll probably never find the exact one. So your job is to find one that is most similar to the one you existed in or the one you had in mind. And this is difficult because getting into and out of a timeline is, it’s just not easy. So that’s the second difficulty. Number two. Time travel is clunky. So, you may identify a correct timeline, but very very very few time travelers can enter a timeline with accuracy. And still fewer can enter discretely. Ok, so the machine for traveling is this enormous clunky clunk device that is about the size of a large throne, you know, like the one that a king would sit on. It has to be huge in order to work. And it becomes very conspicuous upon entry into a timeline. So you can imagine, you have to locate the correct timeline, enter it and exit it repeatedly in the exact right spots as you explore the timeline, and do so without getting discovered or losing your device.

Jeremy  5:48
And the complicating thing in your World War Two example is you’re trying to kill a child - how do you explain that one —

Hyp  5:53
No, no. Ok, you can’t kill anyone. That is a cardinal rule of time travel, no killing. Time travel has laws just like everything else.

Jeremy  6:05
Really?

Hyp  6:06
Really. Yes. Of course. If you need to neutralize someone, you have to abide by a specific set of rules or procedures for dumping.

Jeremy  6:17
Dumping?

Hyp  6:18
Dumping. Ok. Dumping, whereby a person from one timeline is transferred, or dumped, into another timeline where they can live without disturbing the other timeline or others within the timeline.

Jeremy  6:33
And who makes that determination?

Hyp  6:35
The time traveler.

Jeremy  6:36
The time traveler!? That’s, that’s a lot of trust to give someone.

Hyp  6:40
Exactly, that’s why there are very few time travelers and even fewer watching over them.

Jeremy  6:48
So which are you?

Hyp  6:49
I am a watcher. That little column in the very southwest corner of the reservoir is an outpost for Stochastic Ops. That is the team that enforces the rules of time travel.

Jeremy  7:07
So why are you here?

Minos  7:09
The first time I noticed her was in my own timeline. This was before I became a time traveler. We had lived on the same street over on the West Side and every once in a while I would see her walking her dogs, a doberman, a lab, and a Pomeranian. Ironically it was the Pomeranian who was in charge. But anyway, I would see her walking these dogs and each time I was struck by two things. The dogs were always pulling her. They were pulling, sniffing, moving from yard to yard pretty quickly. I mean they were pretty strong, they could have easily dragged her down the street, but she seemed to have them just on the edge of control. It’s like she was, she was kind of riding this, this chariot of chaos. But whenever she would stop and talk to someone else on the sidewalk, the dogs, they would be just fine, like nothing out of control. They would just sort of sniff and lick and eventually just settle down and stand there as she was talking to whomever it happened to be. It was, it was just the oddest thing. Kind of like chaos, control, chaos, control. Flipping between the two. And um, and the other thing that pulled my focus was her looks. She was a very attractive woman, and naturally that caught my eye. Ummm. So, so yeah, so I was at this party in Silver Lake, and I happened to recognize her, which is cool because L.A. can be a very lonely place when you’re first there, and when you see someone familiar at an unfamiliar venue, you’re like, “Oh my gosh, it’s you, even though I don’t even know you.” And, and I had already had a few drinks, so I just ran up to her and blurted out, “You’re the dog lady!” Which, which I mean, she wasn’t rude about or anything. I think she was even slightly amused. But it didn’t go over very well. In fact, she was out the door shortly thereafter and I didn’t see her again for like 2 months. I think she, I think she changed her route. Anyway, I was rushing out the door to go to work one morning and I saw her across the street. And I thought, holy crap, it’s that girl. If I don’t do something now, it may be a few more months before I see her again. So, so I went up to her, wished her good morning, and asked her to lunch. I mean, I don’t know why I said lunch, but that was, instead of dinner, lunch came came out. And she kind of looked at me with this amused look. It was something that I always loved about her. And, and she said, yes.

Hyp  9:47
So just like anything else, every time traveler can get distracted from their work. 

Jeremy  9:53
And what is their job?

Hyp  9:54
Ok. So, their duty is to correct the little things. The things that will not get them killed, noticed, or caught. The saying that we have is, ‘Minor editing leads to major things.’ In other words, stop crimes and injustices that won’t change the world, just the worlds of the people impacted. And time travelers are selected for service based on their ability to avoid the distractions and, most importantly, to see the infinite in the finite, to see the value of helping one human. In fact, Minos had taken this to a high art form. For example, he hated taggers. Who doesn’t? Those people, you know, who spray their graffiti on other people’s property. So he would target the ones who hit the same houses in a neighborhood over and over again. Speaking from experience, it is a complete pain in the ass to paint over the same wall over and over and over and over and over again only to wake up the next morning and find it tagged again, and have absolutely no idea who did it. What he would do was he would zip in and out of the timeline, heavily researching it, so that he could follow the tagger home and know his or her every move, and then when the tagger was asleep, and with the assistance of some tools from the future of course, he would tattoo on one side of their face. It would say, “I tagged such-and-such address at such-and-such time,” and then he’d put the date. And then on the other cheek he would tattoo a picture of the tagged property. It was hilarious. These thugs, they would go to bed. They’d be all proud of the work that they had done. You know, the idea that they had fff bleep tt up someone else’s property and then they themselves would wake up in the morning, look in the mirror, and see that their life was completely fff bleep tt.

Jeremy  12:05
But how was he able to. Ummm. I’m not sure I

Hyp  12:09
He’s a time traveler, from the future

Jeremy  12:12
Right, right, right

Hyp  12:13
Right. And he would do more serious things too. One of the first times I observed him he was in a cemetery in the middle of the night near the children’s section. He was sort of watching something and yet keeping watch at the same time. And when I got close enough I could see a little girl playing with a teenage boy. They were laughing and giggling and running around and playing silly games. Doing the kind of things that a brother and a sister would do. And eventually they settled down, sort of, you know, just sat down in the grass and just talked to each other until they fell asleep, first the little girl and then the boy.  And it turns out that this teenager had lost his little sister. I don’t, I don’t remember how. I just. I just remember that the boy was devastated by it. So Minos had arranged to have the little girl and her brother meet in other timelines away from their own, always at night, always with the two of them thinking that they were dreaming. And some version of what I saw would play out each time. They would just play and play and spend time with one another until each of them passed out.

Jeremy  13:37
And I’m guessing the little girl came from a timeline where she was still alive?

Hyp  13:41
Unhm. Yeah.

Jeremy  13:42
And it, and it would have been okay for her to have different memories, different experiences, slightly slightly different looks even, because she’s from another timeline.

Hyp  13:52
Exactly, exactly, since both thought they were dreaming and we all know that dreams never quite match up to reality. 

Minos  14:03
So we went to lunch the next week. And the thing about it, it was so effortless, so pleasant, so easy. We didn’t have to work at it to connect - in fact we spent the whole day together, which is not what we were planning at all. I mean, we were meeting each other on a workday, but we just blew off work and spent the rest of the day together. And I couldn’t wait to see her again, but you know when there is that shadow of doubt in the back of your mind like, ‘Did that just happen? Was it really that good? Or maybe I was just seeing something.’ Anyway, I called her and no response. I waited a few days, called her again, and still no response. I mean, I was going crazy, like what the hell just happened. I wanted to go up to her apartment and just be like, ‘Hey, what’s up?’ But that would be stalking, so instead I became this sort of closet stalker, looking up and down the street whenever I went to my car, deliberately forgetting things in my car so I had to go back to it. But there was no sign of her, not of her, not of her dogs - I mean, of course, no ‘her’ meant no dogs, but nothing. So a month or two went by and suddenly I get this phone call, “Hey, I had such a good time, let’s hang out again sometime.” So I am thrilled, but at the same time feeling like, ‘What happened?’ And again we have this amazing connection, this amazing date, and at the end of it I ask her, “So what happened there?” And she had no idea what I was talking about. She even thought we had just hung out last week. And when I pointed out, “No, that was two months ago.” She said, “Oh my gosh. I have been so busy at work, I didn’t even know that much time had gone by,” and she profusely apologized. But I still felt like that was very weird, very weird, because even busy people don’t confuse months for weeks, I don’t think so at least. But what do you do? You meet what you hope is the love of your life and you discover that she has no sense of time. So this time, or next time, I should say, about 6 or 7 months pass. And I am like, ‘Screw her! Who does she think she is? She is so mental. I am so over her.’ I had even gone on one or two other dates. In fact, I was on one of those dates at this hole-in-the wall in this really sketchy part of town, like you know, the kind where they pull a giant, what’s that called, a giant like folding metal lattice across the window when the place closes each night. Anyway, I’m sitting in the back with my date, I go to the restroom, and when I’m coming back from the restroom, all of a sudden I see her seated at a table at the front — and she’s with another guy! Some dude with like a big mop of hair. I’m like, ‘Holy Sh beep tt!’ But I’m trying not to show that I notice, because of course I’m on a date. But I want to see what’s going on, because inside I’m like totally freaking out - hurt, ticked off, confused. So I ask my date if we can switch seats, so I can get a better view, because originally I’m facing the back. And as we’re switching seats there is a giant crash at the front of the restaurant and I look up and she has thrown her date out the front window and is chasing him up the sidewalk. And without a second thought, I burst out the window, totally shredding my leg in the process, and take off after them. I mean, really I should have just used the front door. It would have been much safer. Or not even have chased her. But anyway, I run after them up the street, around the corner, and suddenly I don’t see them. But there is a trail of blood, to which my leg is only adding more, a trail that leads down into one of these underground crossings. L.A. has these weird underground pedestrian ways at busy intersections near schools, but they are almost never open, and look like they can only fit two people across — at most. Anyway, there is a hole that has been cut into the fence surrounding the entry and I go thru that down into the tunnel, and mind you, this is like 8:30 at night, so it is dark. And the place reeks of urine, is riddled with trash and who knows what else, but deep in there (it was a big intersection) there is like a swirling ring of sparks surrounding this huge throne, just the most bizarre scene, and X, that’s what I call her, because her name changes in every timeline, X is punching this guy repeatedly into his mop of hair as she’s simultaneously trying to tie him down onto the throne with these massive bungie ties. And at this point I should have been like, ‘Warning signs, turn away, turn away, not the right girl for you,’ but instead I just jump onto the throne to help restrain this guy. I mean, how demented is that - like what if the guy was the victim and she had been the perpetrator (which totally did not end up being the case), but what if? Anyway, at that point there was this giant swoosh of wind and sparks, everything went black, and there began my introduction to the world, or to the infinite worlds, I should say, of time travel.

Hyp  21:15
At first we were highly alarmed. Time travelers do not alone decide who becomes a time traveler. As a result, we built an elaborate plan to capture Minos, dump him off into another timeline, do the same to her and destroy her machine. But she was one of our best and so active that it was difficult to track her. Finally when we caught up with her, she had taken Minos on and started to train him. How to slip in and out of the same timeline. Good spots for hiding their machine. How to identify similar timelines. So we decided to hang back and see how things evolved, always ready to pull the trigger. But they evolved well at first. Lots of successful editing.

Jeremy  22:08
And by editing you mean time traveling, right?

Hyp  22:10
Correct. Making big differences in little situations. 

Jeremy  22:15
Right.

Hyp  22:16
But they had a major weakness developing: they were two sides of the same coin - big risk takers. In a team like this, and probably any team (even a two person one) it is best to have people who complement one another. It is okay to both want to help people, to be in love and completely understand one another, to just “click.” But when it comes to risk, you need different people, one who keeps the other in check. But because this was missing, they started having very close calls with one or the other of them almost getting killed. Until one day it actually happened.

Minos  23:00
We were in the process of breaking up this street gang, and street gangs are just the worst, because once you are in, it is almost impossible to get out. And they recruit early, elementary school. They’ll hone in on a kid, beat them up for initiation, and if later the child wants out, the gang goes and beats up (or does something even worse) to their family. Anyway, so X had targeted this entry point in the timeline of 7pm which was a few minutes before this convenience store robbery was to occur. But she was off, she was 7 minutes too late — and it all happened so fast. There was no chance to react. Right when we burst into the store through the back, gunshots started going off and we could literally feel the bullets whizzing by us. And she got hit in the stomach with this exit wound through the back and just blood everywhere. It was just impossible to fix. We were in the aisle with the toilet paper and I started tearing apart packages trying to apply handfuls of it to her wounds, but she was writhing and cursing and screaming so much I couldn’t even apply any pressure. So I tried to move her to get her out to our machine, but each time we started going blood would just come pouring out her back - it was bizarre. So I laid her down and somehow (after what seemed like an eternity) got her still enough on her side that she could hold her stomach with this clotted toilet paper roll and I could put pressure on her back. And we just waited until the ambulance arrived. But it was useless.

Hyp  24:30
I don’t care how great you think you are, you can never control time travel — you cannot make the success of your edits (or your ‘missions’ as some call them) contingent upon precise landings. Otherwise you get situations like this mess. Because now we had a time traveler killed in action and all over the news. Getting killed in action is nothing new, it happens all the time. Even getting into the news for a flash is not too bad, but when you are operating in a timeline and in a geographic location where you already exist as an entity, it becomes a big issue. 

Jeremy  25:11
So you mean the lady already existing in the timeline might see a picture of herself dead in the news?

Hyp  25:16
Exactly - and when self encounters happen all sorts of disaster break loose, including the potential to reveal time travel as a reality. Anyway, eventually the Stochastic Ops team was able to get control of the situation. But by this time we had lost track of Minos. He had dropped off the grid.

Minos  25:37
What X had trained me to do was to retreat to a safe location, put out a distress beacon, and await extraction by Stochastic Ops. So I made it as far as the safe location, this unlit alley on a hill in Silver Lake. And while I was sitting there, trying to collect myself, figure out what just happened — it hit me: screw this, I am going back in time to fix this. I’ll go to sometime after we first met, and we are going to make this work. So I did, and it worked, until it didn’t. Because she got killed again, but in a completely different situation. So I turned right around after that situation and did it again — and again, she got killed, but in yet another entirely different, screwed up situation. And again I went back and tried. And again, and again, and again, and again. It was always the same result. I mean I tried to put in safeguards, tried to walk X back from the edge, and eventually I was becoming this sort of counterbalance we needed. Like a counterbalance to her nature, which made sense, because for me, all of the different timelines we were creating and living through were accumulating in my memory, my experience — I could learn from them.

Hyp  27:06
But he couldn’t expect her to learn from all those efforts. She was in effect the same person, just dying at different points in time. And they left a trail of destruction in their wake. It was as if they took the whiteboard of timelines, handed a child a marker and an eraser, and said, ‘Here. Have at it.’ And the reason for this was that, out of all the mayhem Minos was creating, the worst was that there were actually other time travelers being created - scientists and industrialists who (1) were catching on to the fact that someone was entering and exiting their timelines and (2) the scientists and industrialists had the means and the smarts to figure out how to do it themselves. Except all of those travelers had no ideas about the rules, about the order that must be maintained. Fortunately, there were more than a few timelines where Minos was the one who almost died or got badly injured, and these timelines created a valuable delay in all of the mayhem. They scared X badly, because she had taken for granted that they were this indestructible duo who would always make it no matter what — and she loved him just as much as he loved her — she didn’t want to lose him. And in those timelines Minos was actually able to convince her that they should stop time traveling, become regular people. And these gave the Stochastic Ops team much needed time to do cleanup and bring order back to what was being wrought. But these respites never worked out — in fact they were worse. Minos and she were both still risk takers, so they got very bored with whatever lives they had assumed — I think she even became a police officer in one timeline, but was still bored. And, perhaps not surprisingly, they were both very messy in their day-to-day lives, so for instance, their living quarters were always trashed and they would argue about who had messed them up more, whose turn it was to clean. They would constantly be late on taxes, vehicle registrations, the mundane stuff that stares you in the face even more when things are rotten. And to make things worse, she was selfless to a fault, always trying to help people, especially her relatives. So they were constantly in some screwed up situation, because her relatives just could not help themselves — they would take advantage of her good will — and so in the end, divorce would be the inevitable result. Without time travel, they just could not get over these day-to-day things. Eventually, Minos came to this realization. For him the fork in the road would always be divorce or death.

Minos  30:43
So I took some time off. Hid for a while. Went back to minor editing, which was ironic because I had to hide from the Stochastic Ops team while doing what every time traveler is tasked to do. Fortunately, when time travelers jump timelines often enough, they stop aging. The physicists coined a term for it - the negative space continuum? Time basically goes away because it becomes meaningless and you just exist. Unfortunately, time travelers die at such a high rate it doesn’t really mean anything more than a theoretical concept. But for me, fortunately, it gave me a lot of time to think. And I settled on a course of action - I decided to go back in time one last time. It was a bit of a muggy autumn day, with some rain expected near the end of the day, definitely unusual for Los Angeles, but this tropical system had somehow meandered all the way up here from Baja. And, it was our first date. So we had lunch at this Mexican restaurant right there on Sunset. It was full of all this plastic, festive, bright, ultra decorative stuff - very kitsch, but when you embrace it, it’s what makes the place popular. And we did what we ended up doing the rest of our lives after that, just talking and talking, relaxing, enjoying each other’s company. Just clicking. Then when it came time to leave, she suddenly asks, “What are you doing the rest of the day?” And I’m like, “Working.” And she says, “So am I. Let’s ditch work.” And inside I am like, “Holy crap! This is amazing!” So I feigned some resistance, but ultimately said yes. And we scrapped the rest of our day and hung out around LA. By late afternoon we had ended up at that cemetery, the one where, what’s his name, I can’t believe I cannot remember his name (I have so many timelines in my head), he’s got a giant statue of himself there. Anyway, it’s that beautiful gothic cemetery with all these paths and lakes and giant mausoleums. The name changes in each timeline. Anyway, it was practically empty, because it was a weekday, and we just started wandering around there, looking at the tombstones, talking about life, death, peacocks, cats, everything. L.A. can get so hectic in the fall. Everyone is just getting back into the swing of things:  school, work after summer vacations, awards season. Halloween and the Holidays are right around the corner. But there we were in this quiet oasis, I imagine the dead people had something to do with it — go figure. Anyway, it was a perfect hideaway in the midst of all that. And we were at the far corner of the property when it started to thunder. Then it quickly began to rain, then pour. So we slipped between the columns of this mausoleum to ride it out. And one of the things we would always do was tell dumb jokes to each other and it started right there in that marble spot. And there is a certain art to telling a dumb joke. For example, one I used to love telling her was, What did the ghost pirate DJ say to the partygoers… What do you think? What did the ghost pirate DJ say to the partygoers?

Jeremy  34:49
Ummm… Something to do with — ?

Minos  34:53
Eh, Eh, Eh! No giving it away - I’ve changed my mind. Don’t steal my thunder! It said, ‘Get your BOOO-ty on the dance floor!’ Get it? BOOO-ty.

Jeremy  35:10
Yeah, I think I get it. 

Minos  35:12
Don’t patronize me!

Jeremy  35:13
Hey, I can do that - I’m you!

Minos  35:16
Fair enough. And what makes that particular dumb joke so great is three things. There is a pun. There is a sound effect. And, number three, it is really really dumb.

Jeremy  35:31
I see.

Minos  35:33
And we would score each other on these jokes. I think Pirate DJ was one of my top scoring jokes. So we swapped jokes, waiting for the rain to stop. But eventually, the rain just wouldn’t let up and it was getting dark, so we decided to make a dash for it, back to our cars. And so we did. Then when we got to her car — it was only drizzling by that point — she grabbed a towel from the trunk, dried off, handed it to me, and started telling one last joke. “What did the time traveler say who was caught in an infinite loop?” And as she got in the car she said it again, “What did the time traveler say who was caught in an infinite loop?” And she kept repeating it over and over, until she closed the door to her car, waved goodbye, and drove off.

Jeremy  37:11
If I didn’t know any better, you were describing something that happened yesterday.

Minos  37:14
I am.

Jeremy  37:16
But why haven’t I met this… Ahhh, of course. You’re the Silver Lake Time Traveler.

Minos  37:21
Yes. Consider it a massive favor.

Jeremy  37:26
I would kind of like to be the judge of that, but be that as it may — So, I am almost afraid to ask, but what is your next move?

Minos  37:41
Settle down. Stop chasing her. Stop time traveling.

Jeremy  37:47
But won’t the Stochastic Ops team catch up with you?

Minos  37:51
No. I have a plan for that.

Jeremy  37:56
Well, I hope it is a good one.

Hyp  38:03
Hello, Minos.

Minos  38:07
…X? …Is that you?

Hyp  38:16
What did the time traveler say who was caught in an infinite loop?

Minos  38:24
You work for Stochastic Ops?

Hyp  38:29
What did the time traveler say who was caught in an infinite loop?

Minos  38:37
We’ve already tried this so many times.

Hyp  38:46
What did the time traveler say who was caught in an infinite loop?

Minos  38:58
He said, Goodbye.

Hyp  39:01
Please. Don’t do that. Come with me. We can make this work. Trust me.

Minos  39:12
I trust you, but I don’t trust us.

Hyp  39:19
Well… We have the place surrounded.

Minos  39:27
…That’s okay. I knew this was a risk coming here, so I prepared… For our community report I am out and about in the community interviewing different individuals and today I have with me —

Hyp  39:40
—Don’t do this —

Minos  39:43
— a lady who claims she is a time traveler and a podcast host who claims he has been visited by not one, but two time travelers, one of whom looks exactly like he does. 

Hyp  39:57
Ops Team engage.

Minos  39:58
Unfortunately, this is a rather short episode [banging and explosions begin] as I have to apprehend them, dump them into another timeline, and prepare to live out the rest of my life quietly as a podcast host in Silver Lake.

Hyp  40:12
Take him!!

Stochastic Ops Team Member  40:12
Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go!