Dan: Hello! My name is Daniel Avidan
and welcome to the 10 Minute Power Hour
Dan: also starring Arin Hanson
but mostly Daniel Avidan.
Arin: That's not true - it's mostly starring both of us.
Dan: (chuckles) Okay. It's th-
Dan: What are we doing today, Arin?
Arin: Fuckin'... why do you ALWAYS ask me this??
Dan: Cuz you know! You're the one who knows!
Dan: You're Arin Hanson, the boy who knows…
Arin: I don't know if that's the truth or not.
Dan: Well, let's just get our dinosaur bros out of the way and then we could start the episode!
Arin: Alright.
Dan: Let's go!
Dan & Arin: O H M Y G O D D D D D D D D D
Dan: That does feel appropriate…
Dan: What are we doing today, Arin?
Arin: Ahhhhhh
Dan: Kris, our-
Arin: ** b e l c h **
Dan: Our producer, he um…
Dan: His wife has kindly donated this metal book
Dan: and we're going to…
Dan: Oh God - why was it open to this page?
Dan: Why is there so much blood?
Offscreen: This is black metal.
Dan: WOAH you can't put that in there!
Arin: So we have to do each other's
death metal makeup.
Dan: Yes! Great!
Arin: It's what we're doing.
Arin: I was like, this is grease makeup - gross!
But then I read underneath
Arin: and it says "compacto en pasta", which means tiny pasta.
Dan: We're good.
Arin: You look so metal!
Dan: Let's fucking do this.
Dan: My black metal name is "Dominium Nokturth Dan Avidanahl"
Arin: Is that you? Is this a picture of you?
Dan: Yeah, it looks just like me.
Dan: So we're using a black metal name generator.
Arin: Arin… Hanson…
Arin: Generate.
Arin: My name is…
Arin: "Goatat… Chronum…
Arin: … "Ahnsi… Kalaenium".
Dan: Is this… is this gonna work?
Dan: I don't know if it's gonna-
Arin: It's grease makeup!
Arin: No, they're- it's not supposed to be brushed on!
Arin: It's supposed to be slopped on.
Dan: Nah, you're right. This isn't gonna work.
Arin: a A a A A A
Arin: God, this looks so delicious.
Dan: Don't eat them. Don't eat them!
Arin: Alright, Dan!
Dan: Alright, you ready? Close your eyes.
Arin: Make me a metal boi!
Dan: Close your eyes.
Arin: I hate this. Wow, I hate it.
Dan: Yeah, I know. I know.
Arin: Oh, I didn't realise how much
I hated it until just now!
Dan: Hold on.
Arin: Am I beautiful yet?
Arin: Do I rock yet?
Dan: It actually is kinda fucking cool already.
Arin: Am I rock 'n' rollin'?
Arin: aAAAAA you almost got it in my fucking -
Arin: …iris! You dope!
Arin: I don't want black EYES!
I want a black eYE heheh you know what I'm sayin'.
Dan: I think you're at a point that we would refer to as
Dan: …reasonably metal.
Arin: Oh no, this is the grease!
Dan: Yeah it's…
Arin: oH nO THAT FEELS TERRIBLE
Dan: It's goopy.
Arin: Oh no, you're covering up
my fucking tear duct, dude!
Arin: YOU CAN'T DO THAT!
Dan: You said you wanted to be black metal!
Arin: Oh, this is bad! What if I need to cry??
Dan: There's no crying in metal!
Arin: Well, I frequently cry!
Arin: I can't even open my eye, dude.
You've welded it shut.
Arin: ♪ Oh, this is the worst ♪
Arin: ♪ I don't like goop on me
or on my face particularly~ ♪
Arin: ♪ I can usually handle goop on my legs or feet ♪
Arin: ♪ But whence it gets above
nipple level, everything's a problem~ ♪
Arin: ♪ And I consider arms to be above nipple level 'cause they start above the nipples~! ♪
Arin: You could easily be spreading like,
marshmallow fluff on me and I would have no idea.
Dan: It's pretty much the same.
Arin: I'm not gonna develop any pimples, am I?
Arin: bUT PROM'S TOMORROW!
Dan: What do I do with the moustache? Do I keep that-
Arin: Just goop it up, dude, just grease it up.
Dan: Alright.
Arin: Put some "compacto en pasta" in there.
Dan: Oh, sorry-
Arin: oH, yeah! mMMMM
Arin: mMM, mMM, mMMMM
Arin: Now that's something I really wanted today.
Dan: Just gonna… whoops!
Arin: mMM, mMM, mMMM
Dan: Just… get a little
Dan: …get the fumunda action.
Dan: Ears? Do I do the ears?
Arin: No, not the ears.
Dan: Okay.
Arin: NO, not the ears!
Dan: I'm not doing the ears!
Arin: I SAID NOT THE EARS!
Dan: Wow, that's where the line gets drawn?
Arin: I said above nipple line!
Arin: The further it gets closer
to the nipples, that's the problem!
Arin: It's not above the nipple line; it's-
Arin: …proximity to nipple!
Dan: Okay. Okay. Okay.
Arin: So the nipple is the ultimate gross -
I don't want it there!
Dan: Got it.
Arin: nOOOO
Dan: Just gotta finish one little thing.
Arin: Mhm.
Arin: You're writing "Dan".
Dan: No…!
Arin: I can FEEL the shape of the D, the N, and the A.
Dan: Uh, how's it look? Is it good?
Dan: Yeah, nods of approval from everyone.
Arin: I'm metal!
Arin: Oh yeah, you like the way- you even- scooping your fingers in this, not even having to
Arin ('metal' voice): tHerE yOu fUckiNG gO, yEah yOu pUt tHat
Arin: fUckin GREASE oN youR gOd dAmn fACE you motherfUckEr
Dan: It feels like exactly what you're not supposed
to be putting on your face, you know?
Dan: Like-
Arin: Yeah, I know it's awesome, isn't it?
Arin: fUckiN pUt tHat oN yOUr fuCkin chEeK
Arin: yEEEEH you like that sHIT??
Arin: yEah yOu dO, yOu fuCkiN LOVE IT
Arin (baby talk): you piece o' shit~
Arin: Look this way, you CLOWN!
Arin (baby talk): puddit on dat nose~
Dan: You don't really need to talk while you do this.
Dan: You could just apply the…
Arin (still a babey): jus cover u wit da gOO, white gOo
Arin: oH yEAH you like dat white GOO
all over your fACE, don'tchu?
Arin: yEAH yOu dO
Arin: Turn your fucking head, you SLIME.
Arin: I'm trying to be metal.
Dan: Yeah, it's pretty good.
Arin: Oh man, oh sorry I got a little goop in your mouth.
Dan: That's alright… these things happen.
Dan: There's like one strand of…
Dan: …whiteness that I could see in front of my eyeball.
Arin: That's your whole face.
Dan: I dunno about that.
Arin: There ya go… that's my good boy!
Dan: Shut the fuck up, Arin.
Dan: How could you talk to "Dimentium"…
what the hell's my name?
Arin: You got like… TEARS of BLACK that run down your face
Arin: because you're always crying EVIL TEARS
Arin: cuz you're sad that the whole world
doesn't understand how fuckin metal you are
Arin: Ugh so sad, but you know what?
Gravity doesn't even matter to you
Arin: CUZ YOU CRYING UP TOO
Arin: Crying tears of UPPPPP
Arin: Got your lil black lips goin' here…
Arin: hhhyeeaaah lookit deez lips they're so secksy n good
Arin: mmyeah you look so good
Arin: Turn towards me, you FOOL!
Arin: Turn towards me, ALL THE WAY!!
Arin: Thank you <3
Arin: You're a good sport.
Arin: Yeah!
Arin: Yeah, now you look fuckin' awesome.
Dan: Now I look awesome?
Arin: You look like the Lord of the Underworld,
Arin: Dan 'vidan, Lord of the Undergo.
Arin: Boop!
Dan: That doesn't feel metal. That doesn't-
Arin: That's metal as fuck!
Dan: That feels less metal.
Dan: Is this metal, Tucker? Do I look cool?
Tucker: I'm just gonna be back here.
Dan: Okay welp, that sounds like a- I didn't hear a "no".
Arin: Sorry my lips are too huge and moist.
Dan: They are very moist… oh god.
Dan: Might give you the crow.
Arin: Aw yeah. … What does that mean?
Dan: Okay, I'm gonna cover up the "Dan".
Dan: So you have more street cred.
Arin: Street cred.
Arin: Oh dude, you know what I wanna do to you?
Dan: Don't say it like that.
Dan: Now it's all one big A for "Arin". As long as I connect it like… bloop.
Arin: Yeah!
Dan: Oh, skeleton face?
Arin: Yeah, you got like skele-teeth!
Arin: You got hella skele-teeth!
Dan: Yeah?
Arin: Lemme see my work?
Dan: It looks pretty fucking badass.
Arin: I love you just as much as the day I met you.
Dan: Oh w-well that's good…
Dan: We didn't love each other much then-
you're just a guy I met.
Arin: Well, that's… leaving out my side of the story.
Arin: What do you think? Pretty cool right?
Dan: AGH. Ugh...
Dan: Shouldn't have shook my head like that.
Arin: "I love you." That's what
that means in sign language.
Arin: AUEUEUEH I love you-
Arin: Oh my god, you're beautiful.
Dan: YOU'RE beautiful.
Offscreen: It's Cher!
Dan: Yeah? Yeah? Fuck yeah.
Arin: That looks like real hair!
Arin: That's BEAUTIF- oh my god, Dan,
you're a fucking gorgeous!
Dan: Hell yeah.
Dan: Hold on - can you fix his hair a little bit?
Arin: What's wrong with my hair?
Dan: No, nothing - it's super… good.
Arin: Wow, you've got hair all over your face.
Dan: I know.
Dan: I know, it's like leaving streaks.
Arin: Just strands of it.
Dan: You lost a ton of forehead makeup.
Dan: That's okay. It's okay. It still looks pretty good.
Dan: They do this before every show??
Offscreen: Yeah!
Dan: Oh my god, so much dedication to the craft.
Dan: Okay.
Offscreen: Well you guys gotta see
what each other looks like in a mirror!
Dan: Oh yeah, the magical makeup kit.
Dan: Do we still have that?
Does that- yes, awesome. Okay.
Arin: Of course we do. It was blinking for like a year.
Dan: HOLY SHIT!
Arin: Yeah, I told you you look fucking awesome!
Dan: This is amazing!
Arin: I know! You thought I was just
dicking around but as it turns out,
Arin: I'm a fucking artist!
Dan: This is really fucking good.
Arin: I told you!
Arin: …oh.
Arin: …oh no…
Dan: What do you mean "oh no"? It looks amazing!
Arin: I look like if…
Arin: …nah… *grumbles*.
Dan: I'd just like to point out to everyone - the slime?
Dan: The green slime that we made with Ethan?
Dan: It has poured onto everything else in this room
and it's like… rock hard now and terrifying.
Dan: And a little easter egg: in our cardboard robot fight,
Dan: you can see the fucking slime imprint on the door that has never been able to be washed off
Arin: Hell yeah.
Dan: ever since you threw it on the-
Arin: Welcome to fucking Power Hour.
Arin: EGHHHHHHH
Dan: blep
Dan: Let's go out and sing for the people.
Dan: *16th-note tom fill*
Dan: *sick beatbox*
Arin: *electric guitar*
Dan & Arin: DUN DUN
Dan & Arin: ♪ I'M GONNA FUCK YO' DAAAAAD~ ♪
Dan & Arin: ♪ DUN DUN DUN DUN DUN DUN DUN DUN ♪
Arin: *guitar solo*
Leighton: I am gonna fuck your dad.
*heavy breathing*
