Eldritch God: You're a human, right? This is a planet where humans can live?
Grace: Umm, yeah?
Eldritch God: Cool, these are yours then.
(Drops entire population of iron lung universe in the biodome)
Grace: Oh. Okay. That's a lot.
Eldritch God: Yeah, sorry to dump them on ya, but I have my own stuff going on, and every time I try to help them, they go all weird.
Grace: Weird how?
Eldritch God: Weird like that one.
(Points at mutant simon holding the black box covered in blood)
Eldritch God: ... might wanna keep a close eye on that one, I think it's traumatized.











