The Cleanup Crew
When Jurassic Park ends, who has to pick up the pieces?
Islands filled with genetic abnormalities and other experiments are always started with the best of intentions. “Let me create life! Let me show the world something bizarre and new and then charge people to see it!” However, life finds a way to screw everything up. That’s exactly what happened on Mandie Island. The reclusive, brilliant Dr. Mandie (missing, believed to be extremely dead) wantonly spliced DNA to create new creatures for an upcoming theme park owned by The Genron Corporation (“We Bring Dangerously Good Things to Life™”). However, on the first day, disaster struck (as many analysts had predicted): the lights went out, experiments escaped, people died, and everything went to shit.
The theme park was scrapped.
In order to reclaim some of the lost money, Genron Corp sent in their Experiment Reclamation and Resource Reallocation Team, better known as the Cleanup Crew. Bit by bit, day by day, the Cleanup Crew must destroy or break down the theme park, as directed from off-island by Genron Corp. It’s not a great job, but at least it gives health insurance, in the form of genetically modified leeches that change cholesterol to dopamine.
The Cleanup Crew is an animated a sci-fi workplace comedy about Boone Bryson and his coworkers, the Cleanup Crew, on an isolated island that was once slated to be a theme park to display genetic experiments but quickly failed, leaving the Cleanup Crew to deal with how to best buckle down and destroy the leftover creatures and abnormalities.
Picture by Matt Czap
Making the way in thousands of worlds today takes everything you’ve got…
Ensley Pike has grifted her way across the galaxy, convincing the greedy and gullible to buy into her plans, so she can get just enough flatinum (which is like platinum, but, you know, flat) to buy her way to the next planet. Shifting from planet to planet, she’s picked up a couple fellow grifters along the way to help her out: Squirreller, a feral man whose entire planet was ravaged by Scraxxors when he was a child, and Zayl, the waifish, otherworldly former pop star.
Did she have a kid? Sure, she had a kid, where the hell did you hear about that? Okay, well, you’re right, she had a kid. But parenting didn’t seem to suit her, she wasn’t ready for it, and besides her son, Colter, was better off staying with Ensley’s mom. It’s a more stable life for him, and she gets to keep her life. Win-win.
Anyway, back to the grifting. Ensley, Squirreller, and Zayl now travel from planet to– what? You heard Colter isn’t staying with his grandma anymore? Look, I don’t know where you’re getting this information, but– fine, sure, if you heard Colter, a teenager who basically had to raise himself, is now out in the galaxy, a grifter just like his mom, that’s fine, that’s what you heard! That doesn’t make it true!
Shift Grifters is an animated sci-fi comedy about Ensley Pike and her group of grifters, including her estranged son, who travel from planet to planet, from technological dystopias to derelict societies, scamming what they can and trying to never look back.
Disaster Every Damn Day
Stopping Armageddon, one day at a time.
Every single day, another damn disaster. That’s the world we live in. Yesterday it was quick-moving glaciers, the day before that it was passive-aggressive robots, and the day before before that it was aggressive-aggressive robots. And every day, we just barely survive.
Who is stopping these disasters? Who is, day in and day out, putting everything on the line to stop the earthquakes, volcanoes, asteroids, viruses, slime asteroids, and glaciers that keep threatening the world?
The DOMESDAY Institute.
You know who they are: a ragtag team of broken people who somehow come together in every disaster movie to save the world. But now, they’re working overtime, preventing a new armageddon every single gosh damned day.
Think Brooklyn 99 set during Armageddon.
Disaster Every Damn Day is an animated workplace procedural comedy about John Cragg and the other employees of the DOMESDAY Institute preventing the end of the world, which nearly happens, in a different way, every day.