Tristan Newcomb

A young lad (played by the puppet Dobo) must spend the summer with his alcoholic father. But with no television or video games to pass the time, will mind-altering chemicals and head-trauma hallucinations be enough to survive the lethal boredom? And will his father's flirtation with suicide pay off, or will it simply become yet another ambition that he fails to follow through on?

After the sun fades out and humanity is left with roughly a week to live, an ex-couple agree to help a college student get back home to her family halfway across the country.

A young boy (played by an actual re-purposed Sunday school puppet) loses all faith in religion and afterlife options after having to bury his umpteenth pet, and vows that someday, when he's an adult with money, he'll find a way to become an 'eternal molecule' through science. Then, twenty-two years later, the playing of a pinball game brings dredges up the memory of that vow. Utilizing the hallucinogenic properties of alcohol and cough syrup blends, he undertakes the design of a pinball machine so poignant and dignified that it will convince scientists to create a pinball that we can download our consciousness into and thereby become digitally immortal.

Every religious cult has a method for dealing with escapees. Fear, threats, physical cruelty, all manner of insanely abusive mayhem. Only this time, it isn't the cult. It's a pilot for a reality TV show, rudely cobbled together by a rogue ex-psychologist and ex-academic named Dr. Gavin H. Grant, who utilizes his previous experience as a terrifying birthday party puppeteer to scare the religion right out of you.