1. WHO is BB Mush?
BB Mush is the host of The BB Mush Chronicle.
BB is a radio personality, philanthropist and your new god. A benevolent, enigmatic figure who urges you to arch your back to his wisdom, BB’s essence can be difficult to capture in text.
Despite your innumerable sins, He loves you and promises to do so forever.
2. WHAT is BB Mush?
We’re not sure.
Despite repeated claims of corporeality, BB's physical composition is unknown at this time. The data suggests BB is carbon based, speaks English and identifies with the pronouns He/Him (capital “H”).
3. WHY should I listen?
You don’t have a choice.
Protest gently as BB Mush spoon-feeds you the secrets of the universe. Whimper in vain as your head bloats with His sacred knowledge. Weep with grateful pleasure when it’s all over. Such is the path of the Mushling.
BB Mush Loves You
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MEET THE TEAM
BB Mush
The titular founder and host of The Chronicle brings his boundless knowledge and signature charm to each and every broadcast. It’s been rumored that, long ago, the inaugural twitter of baby BB’s milky vocal chords instantly ended seven wars, shattered the minds of millions and coaxed nocturnal emissions from the loins of billions more. Perhaps even you!
“Every new day is a trial I am scarcely able to pass without uncoiling the spool of thread inside of me that tethers my soul to my body. Every minute takes a toll, and… I am counting the minutes.”
Overtly petty, chronically pained and vindictive to his core, BB considers himself an educator above all. Dedicating his life to teaching, not in the classroom, but through the infotainment medium of public radio, has granted BB the opportunity to mold the hearts and minds of anyone within transmission range.
Clyde
Co-host and producer of The Chronicle, as well as BB’s all around right-hand man, the mononymous Clyde keeps the lights on around here. Could The Chronicle even exist without our gurgling, eldritch friend?
“(Warbling sound, following by punctuated bouts of screeching)”
Put simply, Clyde is the peanut butter to BB’s pickles. The Lennon to BB's McCartney. The Bonnie to BB’s Clyde. Rumored to be omnipotent but ostensibly dedicated to serving the public through the power of AM radio, Clyde’s motives seem inextricably bonded to BB Mush. Although few are able to understand Clyde as BB does, we’re fairly certain he’s our ally. One thing has been made explicitly clear: if and when he goes, he’s taking us all with him.
Clyde’s interests include milk.
Bulf
Veteran Chronicle correspondent Bulf is more than qualified for the job. As an alum of the prestigious Columbia School of Journalism, Bulf is the only member of the BB Mush family with a college degree, bringing his book smarts to remote locations far and wide. As he doggedly scours the globe in search of the hottest new scoop for his immensely popular “Bulf Report” segment, Bulf spares no ally, no adversary, and no ounce of energy in pursuit of the truth, no matter how perilous.
“A moral man knows where his documents are at all times.”
The fastidious Bulf maintains an archive so precise it could humble entire national libraries. When he’s not buried in his papers, Bulf may be found out in the wild, uncovering patterns invisible to the common eye, weaving them into a narrative only he dares to tell.
Stephanie
The newest addition to the team was originally a devoted listener of The Chronicle. Stephanie quickly distinguished herself through her passionate calls to the program that left both audiences and fellow producers unsettled. Stephanie’s work often pushes the boundaries of the show’s format, blending personal reflection with visceral imagery in ways that both challenge and engage the audience.
“I want to sharpen your dick and stab my cunt with it.”
Off-air, little is known of her life beyond rumors of strange visitations and a hidden bunker housing an unexpectedly comprehensive Funko Pop! collection. Within the Chronicle, however, she has proven herself to be a hard-hitting journalist and an avatar of chaos who leaves a trail of blood everywhere she shambles.