Your Local Time Travelers

Before we go on hiatus, treat yourself to this display of tomfoolery and other paradox-encouraging behavior, Listeners!

Begin message to leave behind for Listeners: Well, friends. It's time. See what I did there?

Pageant night is upon us as I dictate this. Hopefully nothing crazy gets in our way like curveballs from Crown Currentsy or the church congregation.

By the time you're listening to this, CC and I will likely be home. Whatever that means. It's been a pleasure, Listeners. If a Roach's voice falls in the woods and no one's around to hear it... Well, you get the idea. Thank you all.

Note to message-bot: Cut that last bit before publishing. Too sappy. No pun intended. Heh heh.

Oh, food, glorious food. We're anxious to fuggedaboutit. Apparently.

As the hangry congregation fasts, your favorite cat captain works very hard to keep this Same Boat afloat before the time flies make a meal of everyone.

Some secret sauces regarding this place and its resident time travelers get accidentally unearthed along the way...

This is a message specifically for Roach! Though maybe you can get something out it too, Listener, who knows.

Things are getting dire over here. I'm sure everything will be explained in our next upload... if we survive that long...

Alright, listeners. It's CC's time to shine. And by "shine," I mean "struggle to type this and with generally everything else."

As 2025's time flies start to take their toll on Roach, this newly anointed cat has got to figure out how to get her back in her right mind and keep our escape plan in progress. And not get stepped on.