It's the Pocket Podcast Potluck and for our dish, we've brought you a huge dish of candy. That's acceptable, right?

Please enjoy our annual Halloween episode GM'd by Britty and starring a cast of candy creature criminals!

Check out Lazers and Feelings here.

Check out Honey Heist here

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| MUSIC IN THIS EPISODE:Foley Is Back by Frank Schröter

Link: https://filmmusic.io/song/8420-foley-is-back

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Picking up immediately where we left off last time, the Magic Assholes witness a communion that has interesting results, create a spectral kelpie, and have a nice conversation with the Bodega Cat. All in a day's work.

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“Entrance Music for a Podcast” by John S. Quinn-Puerta

The hallowed halls of Bat Yale welcome you as we play our annual Halloween one-shot DM'd by Britty!

Co-written by Britty Lea and Colorado Brown

Special thanks to Caroline McKinnon, John S. Quinn-Puerta, and Chandler Rae for playtesting!

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1000 Words by Philip Rice

Link: https://filmmusic.io/song/6804-1000-words

License: http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/

Falling by Philip Rice

Link: https://filmmusic.io/song/6812-falling

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Loop Paket 0006 by Sascha Ende

Link: https://filmmusic.io/song/35-loop-paket-0006

License: http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/

Special thanks to the lovely Christine Savage for voicing Coriander! Listen to Green Mountain Mysteries!

The Magic Assholes take far too long to let a friend inside...which unfortunately is not a metaphor.

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“Entrance Music for a Podcast” by John S. Quinn-PuertaInspirational Piano by Rafael Krux

Link: https://filmmusic.io/song/5484-inspirational-piano-

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The gang goes toe to toe with a ghost which has immediate and dire consequences. They learn more about the Lich Queen's cruel actions, Perry forgives her sister, and Ixen and Saoirse have a heart to heart.

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“Entrance Music for a Podcast” by John S. Quinn-PuertaMidnight Piano by WinnieTheMoog

Link: https://filmmusic.io/song/6089-midnight-piano

License: http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/4.0/Loop Paket 0001 by Sascha Ende

Link: https://filmmusic.io/song/40-loop-paket-0001

License: http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/Greta Sting by Kevin MacLeod

Link: https://filmmusic.io/song/3827-greta-sting

License: http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/Sheltered Swan by Sascha Ende

Link: https://filmmusic.io/song/4973-sheltered-swan

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It's the Show Swap Special!

Boy howdy, you're in for a treat - it's those goobers from Green Mountain Mysteries, playing in the No Dice space for a change! There is NO POSSIBLE WAY that this could go wrong.

The gang takes an assignment from the legendary Erris Dawnforge as the first test run of the Pact of the Lich... mostly because they were the first four to be recruited. Can this band of necromancers work together (and not kill each other) long enough to recover a fabled treasure? Chan is a boatomancer, Duram has his priorities straight, Messala monologues a LOT, and Salemla is the subject of frequent confusion.

Starring Christine Savage as Salemla Kamarile, Darius Southland as Duram Drazal, Gwen Vetter as Chan Ared, Thom Freitag as Messala Saine, and Michael Freitag as everyone else. Adventure written by Daniel Bookhoop.

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The gang gets the grand tour of their new digs and discovers that something isn't quite right...it's definitely not a ghost though.

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MUSIC IN THIS EPISODE:

“Entrance Music for a Podcast” by John S. Quinn-Puerta

Ghosts by Sascha Ende

Link: https://filmmusic.io/song/57-ghosts

License: http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/

Special thanks to the lovely Christine Savage for voicing Coriander! Listen to Green Mountain Mysteries!

Sometimes you have to leave the bodega that only exists in the dream plane and go out to fight a Lich Queen who wants to attack your family. You know, get back on the horse.

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MUSIC IN THIS EPISODE:

“Entrance Music for a Podcast” by John S. Quinn-Puerta

Raindrops by Rafael Krux

Link: https://filmmusic.io/song/5590-raindrops-

License: http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/

Towardthehorizon by Lilo Sound

Link: https://filmmusic.io/song/5538-towardthehorizon

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Comfortable Mystery 4 by Kevin MacLeod

Link: https://filmmusic.io/song/3530-comfortable-mystery-4

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Comfortable Mystery 2 by Kevin MacLeod

Link: https://filmmusic.io/song/3528-comfortable-mystery-2

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Division by Kevin MacLeod

Link: https://filmmusic.io/song/3665-division

License: http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/

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Life Incarnate

Written October 1, 2014

We are remembered for our failures

For our inability

To do something correctly

Artists

Are only known after they’re dead

And politicians, God forbid

Always blame everything on one another

Utopia

Is a false misconception

Perfection

Is nothing more than being who you are

If we treated each other with respect

Parents wouldn’t have to bury their children

This generation

Is a compilation

Of beautiful ingenuity

And mismatched socks

I remember when we all played in the same sandbox

With the same innocence

Plastered on our clothes

We finger-painted our souls with Sharpies

The permanence held strong

At least until we stopped being young

And our view points

Started pointing fingers at one another

Even though we were told that staring is rude

And pointing is wrong

And you have to take responsibility for everything you’ve done

But this is not the case

Our wide eyes will keep gawking

Like we are six years old at a candy store

Wanting to taste the sensation of a lollipop too big for our hands to hold

We are all cut from the same mold

Sculpted by the hands of our ancestors

With nicks and chips

Scratched on our life sized surface

Because we all fell when we rode our bikes for the first time

And we all danced with rulers between our stomachs

Arms locked stiff

Waiting for a hurricane of music

To let our young bones give way

To the weight of expectations on our shoulders

We are not Atlas

We cannot bear to carry that boulder

But we could care less

About dancing across a stage in our underwear

We care more about people getting shot and our troops getting murdered

Whoever said we were selfish?

They don’t know about half the things we believe in

Nor do they care to trust our reasoning

This world is going to keep spinning

Even if it needs an oxygen mask

To keep living

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Invalid Reality (Strike One) – 8/24/18

Do not tell me it’s not real

Do not push your accidental

Patriarchal bullshit on me

You see

I will not allow you to invalidate me

To tell me that when my body shakes

And my nerves quake

It’s not real

Growing up

They told us to suck it up

Kids these days

What’s an emotional support animal anyway?

Be wary, friend

Because your generation is not mine

And I have reason to believe

That maybe there was something in our water

After Flint

How can you not

With children screaming for their mothers

And crying for their fathers

And now, they’re without their bottles

Look

There’s a lot of fucked up shit in this world

Enough so

That whenever there’s another Trayvon Martin

I look both ways before I walk outside

I learned while living in the south for four years

To dance like crazy down the street

Because no one will bother you then

There are times

When I wonder

Why I’m so anxious about everything

And nothing

All at the same time

Days when I think about what might happen

If I stop taking my meds for one day

Is the pain that runs through my body like a dagger

Still real?

Or was it psycho-somatic all along

I’m tired

Of invalidation

And feeling like my invisible illnesses

Are nothing more

Than figments

Of my broken imagination

The next time

You think you know

What anxiety feels like

Try smiling every time

You’re pouring poison down your throat

Every time

You walk across a street

Or pass a lingering unmarked SUV

Oh wait

You can’t

Because you’re white

And I’m Black

And your anxiety

Is not holding you back

The next time

Someone tries

To invalidate my body

My health

Everything that makes me real

I’ll tell them

To listen to how I feel