More space, more scrap, more videotapes...
The United Empires have been scrapped, and the universe has fallen into disarray. During the space months following the Pants War, countless shows came and went, but none of them garnered a fraction of the viewership of Pants Team Pink. More popular than ever, the team has sold as much merchandise as the next hundred shows combined. But not all is as pink as it seems. Practical jokes are on the rise, and knock-off merch clogs the spaceways as dark forces conspire to challenge the reigning disorder.
Meanwhile, Adam Jones finds himself right back where he started - broke, starving, and hungover. Scrap has grown scarce, and worse, nothing good is on. Feeding his addictions as he drifts aimlessly through space and life, it’s up to Grandpa and a familiar feline to drag Adam out of his space funk.
The black gold is up for grabs as our pretend heroes suit up for the first annual Pants Con, but not even the most screen accurate of costumes can prepare them for the enemy lurking behind the scenes.
Meanwhile, Adam Jones finds himself right back where he started - broke, starving, and hungover. Scrap has grown scarce, and worse, nothing good is on. Feeding his addictions as he drifts aimlessly through space and life, it’s up to Grandpa and a familiar feline to drag Adam out of his space funk.
The black gold is up for grabs as our pretend heroes suit up for the first annual Pants Con, but not even the most screen accurate of costumes can prepare them for the enemy lurking behind the scenes.