Zed is a simple man. He’s got his gun, he’s got his red-diaper. He’s got a dope pony tail.
And yet he pushes the boundaries, jeopardizing all that he has in the process, by climbing into the mouth of the flying head that barfs guns for his people.
You say you’ve heard the story before? Of course you have. It’s a tale as old as time. A chestnut.
Join the Videogres as they pull back the curtain–wink/wink/nudge/nudge–to examine the Zardoz that lurks in our collective soul.