Hello There! My Name is Pelle Frid, The only person working on Sixth Door to the Left and
creator of Divine Rodentia Studios. Before today’s episode, I’ve got a great show to share with you
all. From Tlacuache Theatre comes The Devil’s Plaything, a horror comedy about a guy named Greg,
who through no fault of his own dies and is given a second chance at life
by a demon in exchange for killing people. It is funny, anticapitalist and has demons in it,
what’s not to love? I’m dying to hear more, and I think you might as well.
You can listen to The Devil's Plaything on all the major Podcast apps, and subscribe to
ensure you never miss an episode. We’re gonna play the trailer for it right now. Enjoy!
[MUSIC]
Gary Carrie: So uh what’s your name my man.
Greg: oh um Greg.
Drathralas: You should really consider taking better care of yourself,
even my last host was not such a disgusting oaf of flesh.
Greg: What is going on? How did I get from the floor to the toilet?
Drathralas: In exchange for your continued control of this fleshy bag you will bring to me more meat.
Greg: Dead? I I I can’t do that
Drathrals: Surely you must be joking, is that not what humans are known for? I did accounting
for the somme, murder is the modus operandi of all humans. You are dead. You have died
because of autoerotic asphyxiation. Your next choices are quite simple.
*SINK RUNNING*
Greg: Hey do you know what time it is?
Random Dude: Go look at a clock dude.
*BATHROOM MURDER.*
Greg: I thought we had a deal Drathralas!
Dave: You insolent fool I am not Drathralas!
Samantha: Hello! Welcome to the TV station’s booth. Did you want
to volunteer? You get a pin if you sign up.
Tommy: What the fuck greg! I’m not interested!
Greg: It's not me! I I I can’t stop it!
Narrator: The Devil’s Plaything is a new horror comedy by Tlacuache
Theater Productions. Listen to it wherever you get podcasts.
[MUSIC FADES]
Now, without fur ther ado, Episode 2 of the Sixth Door to the Left, The Mountain Troll’s Awakening.
*explosion* *dripping water* *faint construction*
[Troll]: Mmmmmaaughhhh!
(Cave Echo) The Drummer is here, *bat squeeks* seeking to blast me for my cursed deeds!
No, not the drummer, people-folk in their iron steeds.
Such is their way, taking my mountain away.
Hmmmm.
Long is the time I spent in these halls, So very many nightfalls.
My treasure is immense, So much so I must always be on the defense.
Hmmm.
I hear them now, breaking my home, Evermore limiting the space I can roam.
Oh, how I wish to break the carapace, *truck backing up*
Force them to forever leave this place. I would tear and break asunder,
A proper and terrifying manhunter. But as it stands I cannot do that,
My every move would make me fall flat. For it is of iron these mounts are made,
And should I approach my power will quickly fade. Bind me to the wielder’s will unbreakable,
Render me magically incapable.
Hmmmm.
[In the hall of the mountain king by Edvard Grieg plays softly, growing in intensity over time]
Once, a bride to the mountain I took, Only for a priest to read from the book.
Such terror such pain. I wish not to suffer again.
Were it I only settled elsewhere,
I may have not been so ensnared. Hmmmm.
For the hated iron is all surrounding, Demanding, perhaps, my announcing.
Hmmmm. *Coughs*
(Echo Stops) Haaaaa! *Teleportation spell, electricity, construction work stops*
(Outside) *Brids singing* [Construction worker]: What?
[Troll, changed his voice]:Take heed, people-folk, and hear what I have to say,
I live in this mountain and wish to stay. Say, then, please tell, how may one
stop this disquietude? The noise, the rumble.
The clamor of a great magnitude. If it’s riches you seek,
I could fill your bags within the week. All I as is that for this churn,
You leave, to never return. Leave this mountain, tear down your fences,
I beg of you, come to your senses. For should you continue destroying my residence,
You will not be pleased when you learn of my vengeance.
Hmmmm. Your power over this world dwindles,
The protection brittles. The book, the detested bells of old,
Helped you grow and expand, like mold. Rewarded your cooperation would be,
And just as terrible my anger, if set free.
[In the hall of the Mountain King crescendos and end] (Birds fade away)
*CREDITS*
The Mountain Troll’s Awakening was written and sound designed by Pelle Frid
The Troll was played by W. Keith Tims and Brady Flanagan
The music was Music was In the Hall of the Mountain King, by Edvard Grieg,
performed by the Czech National Symphony Orchestra.
Sound effects was taken from various sources.
The Sixth door to the Left Cover was created by Yendysear.
The Divine Rodentia Studios Logo was created by Zacharias Frid,
To find out more about our cast and crew or Divine Rodentia Studios,
please visit our website divinerodentiastudios.transistor.fm
Creating art is expensive, if you have the means to do a one-time donation
to our ko-fi page would be greatly appreciated.
ko-fi.com/divinerodentiastudios
Special thanks to H. M. Radcliff for her invaluable help getting me off
the ground with the sound design, as this was the first piece I made from scratch.
[AUDIO LOGO] This has been a production By Divine Rodentia Studios