Editor's Note - Issue 33

Yow, yow, yow, baby Nexusitos! Guess who's just about to tour the scary-dangerous wilds of Grimvault to bring unthreatening pop music to the Dominion troops fighting to keep the Strain from making us all purple and icky?

Only the greatest, most cozmotronic band this side of Bezgelor, that's who!

THE BLAST BEAT BOYS!!!

Our little love-rodents JINGO, JANGO, HONGO, WINGO, and BOB won't be playing it safe either. We asked their manager, Jable Fong, about their upcoming travels.

BLAST BEAT BOYS ARE BLAST!: So, Jable, how are the Blast Beat Boys planning their journey to Nexus?

JF: They plan to travel in ship, like everyone else. Why you ask? You think I make them walk?

BBBAB!: Of course not! Yeesh. Tetchy. So, what can you tell us about the boys themselves?

JF: Seriously? Didn't you get the press packet? Okay, Jingo is dreamboat, Jango is clown, Hongo is bad boy, Wingo is brain, and Bob is... uh, no. Bob is bad boy, and Hongo is brain, or maybe Jango is brain and dreamboat both. I forget. They all look the same anyway. And I can say that. I'm a Chua.

BBBAB!: Now that's the kind of straight talk that readers of Blast want! We wish you luck, Jable. Now get out there and go give them Blast!

JF: Do you even know how words work? I mean, sure. Blast! Whatever...

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