CRACK BETWEEN WORLDS is a weekly fantasy/science fiction podcast from a pocket universe that exists inside a tear in time and space. The CBW Channel broadcasts news and popular shows like Diced, Violet Anatomy, and Dance Sharks. CEO and owner Mr. Stanton, a palm-sized fuchsia dragon with itty-bitty spectacles perched on the tip of his snout, is proud to provide a safe, happy working environment. The life-expectancy isn't nearly as bad as the naysayers claim. Any criticism should be disregarded without investigation. He didn't rip a hole in reality, or force strangers to fall into the crack. If Mr. Stanton didn't employ the lost love interests, former main characters, villains, and mentors, who would?

The CBW News team travels across the multiverse and through the time stream, thanks to the sparkly lead reporter top hat, to witness history and conduct on the scene interviews during meaningful, tragic, and exciting events. Here at CBW, we know there are a hundred billion worlds scattered across millions of universes. Add time into the equation, and there is no end to the stories we can cover, from zombie cheerleaders to man-eating stick bugs among purple trees, and the unplanned pregnancy rate at Windlemere War College to the tragic Yuletide Massacre. Infinite diversity in infinite combinations. We also take time out to talk about our sponsors, like Dracula's Resort and Spa (where relaxation meets undead luxury) and Notta Perfume (because it comes in a black bottle).

During this season, our lead reporter is Princess Mito'ca'hondria, Powerhoose of Cellaria. Unfortunately, we've recently lost Dr. Ravenwood, the previous lead reporter to a nanite blizzard. Our other regular reports are Dolly, a grandmotherly southern lady, and rookie reporter, Rob Skythrust… commonly referred as Mr. Beefcake among his devoted fans.

If you'd like to get in touch with us here in the Crack Between Worlds, please remember that the shadow people are on strike. Do not stand in a dark corner chanting your message. Instead, you can put a coin under your tongue and think of mayonnaise. Alternatively, write, chisel, or paint your message onto a stick, burn said stick, then feed the ashes to the nearest pigeon.