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label chapter_9:
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#VVURM DRAMA
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scene hallway with fade
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play music 'audio/OST/Fuck You I Like This Chick.ogg' fadein 1.0
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"End of midterms means the start of the new quarter."
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"Halfway through the semester, and things have been going pretty good."
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"I didn’t completely fuck up so far, and I think the rest of the band is starting to warm up to me."
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"Especially Fang."
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"In fact we’ve been hanging out more in the auditorium after school."
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"Instead of band practice we’ve been making use of that repaired projector."
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"Watching shitty movies and playing games on Reed’s Xrox."
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N "Why are you so deep in thought, Anon?"
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show naomi neutral at scenter with dissolve
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"The Mandarin Manchurian rips me away from my monologue."
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"During homeroom, Spears came on the announcement to declare an assembly for the senior class."
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"Or in his own words,"
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Sp "ASSES IN THOSE SEATS NOW!"
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scene hallway
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show anon neutral at aleft
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show naomi neutral flip at sright
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with fade
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"Naomi has taken the opportunity to walk with me through the hallways."
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A "What do you want?"
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N "So I heard you and Fang went on another date the other day."
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"Of course she did."
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A "It wasn’t a date, we were just hanging out."
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"Just kickin’ Reed’s ass in Rock Ring 3."
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"Pls give mammoth bone armor."
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A "You do anything fun with Naser lately?"
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N "OH! My Naser just had another track meet!"
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"That always works."
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show naomi happy flip with dissolve
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N "His high jump form is so perfect!"
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N "And he looks so dazzling in his track and field uniform!"
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N "...And his physique…"
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"I tune her out as she covers her profusely red nose."
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"The less I can think of Naser’s body the better."
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scene auditorium with dissolve
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"We get to the auditorium once again and I look to the back row to find our spot."
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play music 'audio/OST/Dragging on and on....ogg' fadein 1.0
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"Empty?"
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F "OVER HERE, ANON!!"
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"Fang and Trish are sitting in the front row."
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show fang happy at scenter
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show trish neutral at tleft
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"Next to them is Reed huddling behind a cart with the projector he’d fixed on it, messing with the cords."
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show reed neutral flip at rright with dissolve
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A "What’s the deal? Why are we sitting in the front all of a sudden?"
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show reed explanatory flip with dissolve
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Re "Uhhhh… Spears asked me to man the projector…"
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Re "First I was like ‘say whaaaaat’, but then I was like ‘yeah, man, sure’."
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Re "So here I am."
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show reed neutral flip with dissolve
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A "I.. see..."
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show anon neutral with dissolve:
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xalign 0.9
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"I take my seat next to Fang."
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A "They say if we’re here yet?"
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F "Nope."
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show trish unimpressed with dissolve
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T "Since we’re seniors it’s probably some other stupid pep talk about ‘Our Futures’."
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show reed explanatory flip with dissolve
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Re "I bet it’s a fundraiser…"
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Re "I’m like, good at selling things and stuff..."
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A "I’m sure."
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A "Actually, I’ve been meaning to ask."
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A "What exactly is ‘carfe’?"
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show reed shocked flip
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Re "You don’t know man?"
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Re "Carfentanyl. The wildest stuff a dino can get."
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A "Really now?"
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show trish explanatory
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T "It was used in war by skinnies a while back. It’s a deadly tranquilizing agent."
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show trish neutral
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show reed unimpressed flip
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Re "It’s only deadly when you make it wrong, man."
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show reed neutral flip
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Re "But yeah, it’s great stuff if you know how to do it."
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A "Fang, have you ever tried any?"
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F "Once."
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F "Woke up hanging upside down from a tree with Naomi’s clothes on hugging a fake skeleton."
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T "See, when I do it it just makes me a bit dizzy for a few hours."
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A "Huh. Can I see some?"
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show reed shocked flip with dissolve
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show fang neutral with dissolve
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Re "Absolutely not."
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F "No."
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A "Why not?"
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T "That stuff’s a hundred times more powerful than horse tranquilizer."
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T "It’d melt your skin."
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Re "Make your heart burst."
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F "I heard a human tried it once and exploded."
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T "I bet."
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A "Yeah, yeah, sure. You just don’t want to share."
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"The last of the seniors trickle in and take seats near the front."
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"Eventually Spears takes the stage."
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"He pauses to make sure everyone’s covering their ears before beginning."
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hide reed with moveoutleft
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scene auditorium with fade
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show spears neutral at scenter with dissolve
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Sp "ALLLRIGHT!"
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Sp "AS YOU ALL KNOW, GRADUATION’S COMING UP SOON."
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Sp "WE’RE GOING TO GO OVER THAT WHOLE PROCESS,"
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Sp "BUT FIRST THE STUDENT COUNCIL HAS A BRIEF PRESENTATION TO GIVE ON THE SUBJECT."
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Sp "FLOOR’S ALL YOURS, STUCO."
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hide spears with moveoutright
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show naomi neutral flip at sright with dissolve
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play music 'audio/OST/The Top of the Social Ladder.ogg' fadein 1.0
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"Spears gestures his hand towards Naomi and Naser, who show up from behind the stage curtains."
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"The Chiffon Czarina brings a wireless microphone to her snout."
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"She begins reciting a well rehearsed speech in her usual snooty (heh) manner."
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"More plastic than person."
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show naomi happy flip
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N "Why, thank you, Principal Spears!"
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"The projector comes to life, displaying a basic slideshow title card reading"
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A "Reed, how do you know when to move it forward?"
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Re "It’s when she crosses her fingers. Check it out."
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N "Now, this is a very important turning point in your life!"
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"Ah, got it, It’s one of these. I needed a nap."
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"As soon as I closed my eyes I felt a malevolent force looming before me."
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scene black with fade
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"Somehow, I felt like opening my eyes was a bad idea."
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"But keeping them closed was an even worse one."
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"At least there’s cute little designs on the slides."
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scene projector1
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"There’s a little penguin with a graduation cap…"
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scene projector2
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"There’s the school mascot in a party hat… even has the fogged up window..."
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scene projector3
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"A lineup of various graduates with a token human at the end for diversity. Typical."
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scene projector4
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"There’s some scientists and engineers holding hands…"
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scene projector5
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"There’s a triceratops holding onto a branch with the text ‘hang in there, baby!"
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scene projector6
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"There’s me two years ago when I photoshopped myself with an anime girl."
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stop music
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scene projector7
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"..."
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"..."
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"..."
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play music 'audio/OST/you can_t sage here.ogg' fadein 1.0
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"What the fuck"
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"HOW!"
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"WHY!"
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"The world’s stopped turning. No one around me is moving and there is no sound at all."
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"Why is that here? How! I deleted everything! EVERYTHING!"
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"So why the fuck is it here."
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"My body feels like stone as I try to turn."
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"To see if anyone else is seeing this."
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"In the end I can’t bring myself to move at all."
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"It doesn’t matter, I already feel their endless gazes."
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"I feel lightheaded."
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"There’s what feels like a lump of lead in the pit of my stomach."
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"There’s dark spots forming in my sight."
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scene black with fade
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"When I finally breathe again the world restarts."
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"The laughter hits first."
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"A monstrous guffaw from behind, that’s joined by every other senior in the room."
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Nas "REED CHANGE THE SLIDE, CHANGE IT NOW!"
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Re "I-I am!"
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scene projector8
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"More pictures. So many more pictures."
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"Each one more and more embarrassing than the last."
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scene projector9
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"I… oh god…"
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Nas "Shit!"
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scene black
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"There’s a loud crash right next to me and the entire room becomes black."
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"Did I faint?"
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"Is this real life? Is this just fantasy?"
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F "A-anon?"
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"Still awake. Fuck."
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scene auditorium with fade
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show anon sad at acenter
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"The lights come back on and my eyes burn."
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"The projector is on the floor, lens shards scattered all over the floor."
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"The laughter is even louder now."
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Nas "Reed how the fuck did this happen?"
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Re "L-look I just used the usb Trish said-"
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Nas "TRISH?! Why would Trish-"
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"Trish… wasn’t in her seat."
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"In the corner of my eye I notice someone running for the entrance."
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"It’s Trish. She’s making a mad sprint for the door."
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Nas "Stop her!"
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"She continues dashing towards the exit…"
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"And right into Spears’ hand."
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"Literally."
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"His baseball mitt of a hand covers the… the… that fucking BITCH!"
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"Covers her face entirely."
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"Even lifts her up. By her face. With one hand."
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Sp "ALL OF YOU GET YOUR ASSES BACK TO CLASS."
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"Spears motions for me to follow him but I feel paralyzed by everything that just happened."
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"I bury my face in my hands and just groan."
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"This is Rock Bottom all over again."
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show fang sad flip at sright
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"Fang tugs at my arm, trying to get me to follow."
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"I just can’t find the energy to move anything right now."
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"Fang frantically looks around at the hysterical crowd, trying to come up with something."
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"Eventually, I feel Fang put her arm over my shoulder as she tries to get me to stand."
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"She drapes her wings across my back, creating a barrier between me and everyone else."
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"Without saying a word she leads me out of a side door towards the principal’s office."
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"What the fuck just happened?"
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scene hallway
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show anon neutral flip at aright
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show fang sad at sleft
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F "Hey…"
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"How is this happening to me?"
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F "...You gonna be alright?"
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"How did Trish find those dumb pictures?"
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F "Look, don’t listen to those pricks Anon."
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"Was Reed in on it?"
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F "All of them dumbasses."
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"He couldn’t be, what would he gain from something like this?"
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F "Like… This’ll all blow over."
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"What would Trish gain from something like this?"
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F "Like, none of them talk about our shitty concert."
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"I know she doesn’t like me but this…"
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F "And that was like, a fuckin’ month ago."
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"...This is fucked up!"
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"I’m going to rip her stupid horns off and give her a couple new holes to breathe with!"
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F "It’ll be all good Anon."
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"Think Fang’s dad had a thing going on with the golf clubs…"
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"See if he can give me a couple of pointers."
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F "Just needs some time to forget it happened."
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"The squeak of sneakers catches my attention and I turn to see Reed approaching us down the hall."
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play music 'audio/OST/Beach Chill Out.ogg' fadein 1.0
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show reed unimpressed at rleft with moveinleft
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F "Reed...? I thought Spears sent everyone back to class."
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Re "Can't just sit in class while all my hombres are going through some pretty heavy stuff, y'know?"
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Re "Got something I need to get off my chest, anyways."
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A "What? Bit busy dealing with being doxxed here!"
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"Wait..."
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A "Wait, get what off your chest?"
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A "Were… were you in on it?"
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"Fang’s questioning glare makes Reed shudder."
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Re "Wait, wait, no, don’t get the wrong idea, man!"
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F "Reed… How did this happen?"
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show reed explanatory with dissolve
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Re "No no, it went more like…"
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Re "I was getting the projector set up earlier, right?"
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Re "Something was wrong with the lens, and I didn’t have enough time."
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Re "...So I asked Trish to go get the thing from Naomi."
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Re "I guess she must’ve, like… changed the slides before giving it to me?"
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A "And you didn’t think to check?!"
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show reed considering with dissolve
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"Reed deflates."
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A "...Damn it, Reed…"
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Re "Look, man... Trish isn't a bad person."
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A "Bitch sure has a funny way of showing it!"
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show reed angry with dissolve
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Re "Dude. I know you're still hurting from what she did but like-"
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A "Yeah, what could have POSSIBLY given that away?!"
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Re "BRO! Let me finish!"
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"Reed's raised voice takes the wind out of my lungs."
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"That's the first time I think I've ever heard him raise his voice."
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Re "Trish messed up pretty bad, bro. Like massively, hugely messed up."
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Re "Not gonna argue with that. She abused my trust too, dude."
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Re "When she gave me the presentation from Naomi I didn’t think she’d do anything like that."
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Re "But did you ever consider why?"
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A "...Because she's a two-bit cunt?"
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show reed considering with dissolve
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"Reed sighs again, with a noticeable lack of smoke surrounding him."
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Re "Dude... You and Trish have always been at each others' throats. But like, why even?"
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"I open my mouth to answer but can't find the words."
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"Or the reason?"
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show reed angry with dissolve
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Re "Did'ja ever stop to consider WHY Trish always gave you a hard time?"
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A "...Not really..."
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"Another sigh, this time with an expectant look from Reed."
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Re "Did you ever even try, bro?"
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A "..."
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A "...No."
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show reed unimpressed with dissolve
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Re "And that's the problem, dude."
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"Reed has a pained expression on his face, and a quick glance shows Fang’s is even worse."
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Re "Like, I know it sucks. Trish tricked me and all too, and that hurts, y’know?"
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Re "But maybe try and think why Trish did this, alright bro?"
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menu:
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"Not exactly in the introspective sort of mood right about now.":
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"Trish can still burn in hell for all I care."
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"I refuse to accept that I had any part to play in this debacle other than being the victim.":
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"Trish can still burn in hell for all I care."
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"I guess Reed might have a point…":
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"Trish can still burn in hell for all I care."
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scene hallway with fade
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show anon neutral flip at aright
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show fang neutral at scenter
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show reed neutral at rleft
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stop music
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stop music fadeout 3.0
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Sp "Three MONTHS!"
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Sp "THREE MONTHS from graduation and you PULL A STUNT LIKE THIS?!"
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#play music 'audio/OST/protestra_punk.ogg' fadein 1.0
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"Spears’ stern voice grilling Trish in his office rips me from my thoughts."
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"Good! She deserves it!"
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Sp "I’ve half a mind to have campus security escort you out of here and send you to Reef City Continuation!"
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show fang angry at scenter with dissolve
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show reed angry at rleft with dissolve
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"Fang and Reed both hiss at that."
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"What the fuck does that mean?"
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show fang neutral at scenter
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show reed neutral at rleft
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Sp "You have five minutes to explain why I shouldn’t do that right now."
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"I couldn’t hear Trish’s full response through the door but she was obviously crying."
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"After what SHE did?"
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"Fang leaned in, trying to listen through the door to hear what the bitch was saying."
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"Because of her arms I was pulled closer too."
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"I heard the trollop’s whimpering and wanted nothing more than to really make her cry."
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T "-all HIS fault-"
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"My fault?! I did fucking nothing to that purple pole-smoker."
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T "-didn’t know what else I could do-"
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"Not fucking show half the school the cringiest thing I’ve ever done and commit what amounts to character assassination?!"
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T "-some asshole from the sticks-"
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"I’ll show that cunt some fucking sticks."
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T "-driving Fang away!"
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"...What."
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"What does Fang have to do with any of this?!"
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"She wasn’t the one bitching about every damn thing I do!"
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"I glance over to Fang whose expression seems even worse now."
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F "..."
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"Looking at her this way makes a part of me feel even shittier."
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"Like I did cause this."
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"Fuck Trish though, she’s been an ass to me from the beginning!"
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Sp "Anon! Will you please step into my office!"
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"Spears’ voice shocks me from my eavesdropping."
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"What am I supposed to say to Trish?"
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"Fang tries to give a reassuring smile but it’s so fragile."
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"Like this is all her fault and not that backstabbing bitch."
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"Reed gives a silent nod. No thumbs up this time."
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|
||
scene office spears with dissolve
|
||
|
||
"I enter Spears’ office and my eyes are immediately drawn to Trish sitting in front of his desk surrounded by crumpled up tissues."
|
||
|
||
show trish sad at tleft
|
||
show anon neutral flip at aright
|
||
show spears neutral at scenter
|
||
|
||
Sp "Trish, is there anything you would like to tell Anon?"
|
||
|
||
"I’ve never seen her like this."
|
||
|
||
T "It’s all your fault."
|
||
|
||
T "Who are you to come here and take Fang away!"
|
||
|
||
T "You’re just some nobody from the middle of nowhere who only cares about yourself!"
|
||
|
||
T "I helped pull Fang out of their shell."
|
||
|
||
"And made her a social pariah in the process."
|
||
|
||
T "My band was doing great before you came here!"
|
||
|
||
"I set up the only successful show you ever played."
|
||
|
||
T "And then you show up and start manipulating everyone!"
|
||
|
||
T "Because you’re a selfish control freak!"
|
||
|
||
T "Everything has to revolve around you!"
|
||
|
||
T "Fang and Reed and me were going to make it to the top!"
|
||
|
||
T "But you stole everything from me because you didn’t understand us!"
|
||
|
||
T "No one understands us!"
|
||
|
||
"Trish is cut off by a horrid sob, her head falling into her hands and new tears spilling from her eyes."
|
||
|
||
"Raptor Jesus on his cross of rock that’s a lot to unpack."
|
||
|
||
"It’s like you didn’t even try to understand me either."
|
||
|
||
Sp "Anon, is there anything you want to add?"
|
||
|
||
"Like how she’s not worth the oxygen?"
|
||
|
||
"But if this really is all about Fang…"
|
||
|
||
$ TalkedWithTrish = 0
|
||
|
||
menu:
|
||
"Talk with Trish":
|
||
jump TalkWithTrish
|
||
"Ignore Trish":
|
||
jump IgnoreTrish
|
||
|
||
label TalkWithTrish:
|
||
|
||
$ TalkedWithTrish = 1
|
||
|
||
play music 'audio/OST/fighter.ogg' fadein 1.0
|
||
"I turn to the pitiable purple punk-rocker."
|
||
|
||
Sp "{alpha=0.5}{i}You are not the only person in the world.{/i}{/alpha}"
|
||
|
||
"Maybe Reed was onto something."
|
||
|
||
"I… Think I finally get it…"
|
||
|
||
A "Look, Trish. Maybe we didn’t start off right. And yeah, I can be an asshole."
|
||
|
||
"She looks up at me, surprise written on her teary eyed face."
|
||
|
||
A "I didn’t mean to drive you and Fang apart or anything. I just want to be Fang’s friend."
|
||
|
||
A "But after what you fucking did. Fucking digging up my past? Airing it to every senior?"
|
||
|
||
A "And all for Fang? She’s outside the door thinking this is all her fault!"
|
||
|
||
"That got a response from Trish."
|
||
|
||
"Her head dipped down and her fingers curled into the hem of her hoodie."
|
||
|
||
A "Maybe it’s your fault for being such a bitch."
|
||
|
||
A "Maybe it’s mine. I don’t know."
|
||
|
||
A "But it sure as shit isn’t Fang’s!"
|
||
|
||
"Another choked sob racked her body and the tears started anew."
|
||
|
||
A "...I’m sorry for being a poor friend to you. But after what you did? I don’t know if I can forgive that."
|
||
|
||
"Spears nods in approval, a fatherly grin stretching his cheeks."
|
||
|
||
Sp "That was well said, son. You’ve come a long way since your first day."
|
||
|
||
Sp "You can leave. Take the rest of the day if you need it."
|
||
|
||
"I rise from my chair and make for the door."
|
||
|
||
"But I’m stopped by what Trish just muttered."
|
||
|
||
T "s’my fault… m’sorry."
|
||
|
||
"..."
|
||
|
||
A "You should tell that to Fang."
|
||
|
||
jump PostSpearsOfficeTrish
|
||
|
||
label IgnoreTrish:
|
||
|
||
play music 'audio/OST/protestra_punk.ogg' fadein 1.0
|
||
A "No, I’ve got nothing."
|
||
|
||
"Spears sighs like he expected me to add something more."
|
||
|
||
"What was I supposed to say?"
|
||
|
||
"Forgive her and act like nothing happened?"
|
||
|
||
Sp "Well, Anon, I can’t really say I blame you after all of that."
|
||
|
||
"Trish remains silent, her eyes locked on the floor."
|
||
|
||
Sp "You can go home for the day if you need to."
|
||
|
||
jump PostSpearsOfficeTrish
|
||
|
||
|
||
label PostSpearsOfficeTrish:
|
||
"Right before I clamp my hand on the doorknob, Spears speaks up."
|
||
|
||
Sp "Oh, and Anon. Don’t think I didn’t notice."
|
||
|
||
"Uh oh."
|
||
|
||
"I slowly turn back to him."
|
||
|
||
Sp "..."
|
||
|
||
A "..."
|
||
|
||
Sp "Your waifu is trash and your taste is shit."
|
||
|
||
Sp "My door is always open so I can share some quality anime."
|
||
|
||
"What."
|
||
|
||
"I open the door to see Fang again, expression complex, leaning against the door’s frame."
|
||
play music 'audio/OST/she_fucks_human_men.ogg' fadein 1.0
|
||
|
||
"Reed has taken my place beside her with a comforting arm around her shoulder."
|
||
|
||
"If this was any other situation I might have felt a bit jealous."
|
||
|
||
scene hallway
|
||
show fang sad at sleft
|
||
show reed considering flip at rright
|
||
show anon neutral flip at aright
|
||
with fade
|
||
F "Hey."
|
||
|
||
"A heavy sigh escapes my lips."
|
||
|
||
A "Hey."
|
||
|
||
Re "Doing okay, bro?"
|
||
|
||
A "I’d frankly like to just disappear right now."
|
||
|
||
A "... I think I’ll just go home."
|
||
|
||
F "I uh... can ditch. If you need me to come with."
|
||
|
||
"Fang looks at the door to Spear’s room for a bit, then back to me."
|
||
|
||
"Trish is probably having to call her parents right now."
|
||
|
||
"Fang probably heard everything in the office."
|
||
|
||
if TalkedWithTrish == 1:
|
||
menu:
|
||
"Wait for Trish to exit the office":
|
||
jump WaitForTrishToExit
|
||
"Go Home Early":
|
||
jump GoHomeEarly
|
||
else:
|
||
jump GoHomeEarly
|
||
|
||
label WaitForTrishToExit:
|
||
$ anonscore += 1
|
||
|
||
play music 'audio/OST/fighter.ogg' fadein 1.0
|
||
A "You worried about her, too?"
|
||
|
||
"Fang turns her head down to her shoes."
|
||
|
||
F "..."
|
||
|
||
F "How could I not tell something like this was happening?"
|
||
|
||
A "You know it’s not your fault."
|
||
|
||
F "Doesn’t mean I don’t feel guilty about it."
|
||
|
||
"She picks her head up to look me in the eye."
|
||
|
||
F "We should leave... you probably don’t want to see her when she gets out."
|
||
|
||
A "Actually, I think we should wait. Looks like you have something to say to her."
|
||
|
||
F "Well, yeah, but…"
|
||
|
||
A "There’s something else I wanted to tell her, too."
|
||
|
||
F "There is?"
|
||
|
||
Re "There is?"
|
||
|
||
F "You sure you should be talking to her when you’re still this upset?"
|
||
|
||
A "It’s nothing bad, promise."
|
||
|
||
Re "It’s a good call, dude."
|
||
|
||
F "Mmmmm…"
|
||
|
||
A "You can go first."
|
||
|
||
"Fang gives a small nod, and the three of us slide down the wall into sitting positions."
|
||
|
||
"The minutes pass."
|
||
|
||
F "What do I even say to her…?"
|
||
|
||
A "..."
|
||
|
||
"I’m not entirely sure either."
|
||
|
||
"Reed awkwardly toys with his tail in silence, suddenly a lot less contemplative than before."
|
||
|
||
"The clasped hands around my knees start to leave red marks on each other."
|
||
|
||
"I can’t find the energy to shift them."
|
||
|
||
"Aeons later, Trish emerges from the office."
|
||
|
||
show trish sad at tcenter with dissolve
|
||
|
||
"Her tears have become shiny trails reflecting the sterile light of the hallway."
|
||
|
||
"Hesitantly, Fang gets up to speak with her."
|
||
|
||
"That makes one of us."
|
||
|
||
"For a while, the two just stare at each other."
|
||
|
||
"Eventually…"
|
||
|
||
F "...Why?"
|
||
|
||
F "Why the fuck did you do this to Anon?"
|
||
|
||
F "Do you actually think I’d be okay with this?"
|
||
|
||
F "Anon is just as much my friend as you or Reed!"
|
||
|
||
F "That was something those douchebags who make fun of our band would do."
|
||
|
||
T "...I thought he was a bad influence..."
|
||
|
||
T "...On you… the band…"
|
||
|
||
T "Everything is changing, Fang, and I don’t like it."
|
||
|
||
T "All because of Anon."
|
||
|
||
F "Then why didn’t you just fucking talk to us?"
|
||
|
||
F "Anon isn’t some asshole trying to rip everything apart."
|
||
|
||
T "I know what you told me, Fang, but like…"
|
||
|
||
T "But you deserve better, he’s not-"
|
||
|
||
"I catch Trish throwing a glance my way as she cuts herself off."
|
||
|
||
T "Look, I’m sorry Fang. I'm just trying to look out for you."
|
||
|
||
F "Look out for me? I can make my own decisions, Trish."
|
||
|
||
"Fang sighs and rubs her temples."
|
||
|
||
F "...I’m taking a break from the band."
|
||
|
||
"I watch as Trish’s entire world shatters before her eyes."
|
||
|
||
"Reed’s lack of reaction tells me they discussed this while I was in Spears’ office."
|
||
|
||
T "W-what?"
|
||
|
||
F "I need time to think…"
|
||
|
||
T "Fang wait-"
|
||
|
||
F "Bye."
|
||
|
||
hide fang sad with moveoutright
|
||
|
||
"Fang turns away from Trish and starts walking away."
|
||
|
||
F "I’ll wait by the exit while you talk, Anon."
|
||
|
||
"Reed gets up as she passes by and begins to follow, giving me a thumbs up."
|
||
|
||
Re "Give you some privacy, amigo."
|
||
|
||
hide reed with dissolve
|
||
|
||
"..."
|
||
|
||
play music 'audio/OST/ballad_of_the_boot.ogg' fadein 1.0
|
||
"And now it’s just the two of us."
|
||
|
||
"I get up from my spot on the floor, pins and needles in my legs making it more difficult."
|
||
|
||
T "...Now what do you want?"
|
||
|
||
A "I fucked up too."
|
||
|
||
"That catches her off-guard."
|
||
|
||
A "This is my fault too, ya know? I played a stupid game with this instead of manning up and just talking about it."
|
||
|
||
"I stone the fuck up and finally admit it. To the world and myself."
|
||
|
||
A "I like Fang. I like her and I know that’s what you’re afraid of."
|
||
|
||
A "I was never out to break anything up, I just like Fang. I want to help her."
|
||
|
||
A "I never wanted to hurt anyone."
|
||
|
||
"Trish’s eyes glaze over and stare at something in the distance, as if all her worst fears came true."
|
||
|
||
"I guess in a way they did today."
|
||
|
||
A "I’m done, Trish. I’m not going to fight with you over this."
|
||
|
||
A "I won’t fuck with you, you won’t fuck with me."
|
||
|
||
A "I’m going home."
|
||
|
||
"I turn away from Trish as she buries her head in her hands again."
|
||
|
||
show anon neutral at aright
|
||
hide anon neutral with moveoutright
|
||
|
||
"Part of me wonders if she’ll use that against me, but right now it just feels good to get it out of my system."
|
||
scene hallway with fade
|
||
"As I begin looking for Fang, Reed stops me in the hallway."
|
||
show anon neutral at acenter with dissolve
|
||
show reed explanatory flip at rright with dissolve
|
||
|
||
Re "Made the right call talking it out, trust me dude."
|
||
|
||
"Reed shuffles his feet a bit and scratches his neck."
|
||
|
||
Re "Gonna give you a bit of space after dealing with that. Time to think things over, y’know?"
|
||
|
||
"Suddenly he leans in and lowers his voice."
|
||
|
||
Re "You should tell them, bro."
|
||
|
||
"With a cryptic wink he rushes off towards Trish, probably to give her the same kind of therapy."
|
||
|
||
"I throw a quick glance back to see him pull in Trish for a hug. His turn to deal with her now."
|
||
|
||
"What did he mean by ‘tell them’? Tell them wha-"
|
||
|
||
"..."
|
||
|
||
"Does Reed…?"
|
||
|
||
"How did he…?"
|
||
|
||
"..."
|
||
|
||
"So much for privacy."
|
||
|
||
"I shake the thoughts from my mind and head in the direction Fang went."
|
||
|
||
"That can wait."
|
||
|
||
|
||
scene black with fade
|
||
"I catch up to Fang near the front of the school as I mentally prepare myself for what’s coming."
|
||
|
||
jump WalkOfShame
|
||
|
||
jump WalkOfShame
|
||
|
||
label GoHomeEarly:
|
||
|
||
play music 'audio/OST/fighter.ogg' fadein 1.0
|
||
A "Sure, let’s get out of here."
|
||
|
||
show reed unimpressed flip with dissolve
|
||
|
||
"Reed lets out another heavy sigh."
|
||
|
||
Re "Gonna stick around. Try and talk with Trish n’all."
|
||
|
||
show reed sad flip with dissolve
|
||
|
||
F "Reed, I… I’m taking a break from the band."
|
||
|
||
"Reed’s expression shifts to one of sadness and shock."
|
||
|
||
F "I just… need time to think, alright?"
|
||
|
||
Re "Like, y’know that’ll crush Trish..."
|
||
|
||
Re "But can’t really stop you if you think it’s right, dude. Taking a breather and all..."
|
||
|
||
F "Thanks, Reed."
|
||
|
||
show reed neutral flip with dissolve
|
||
|
||
"Reed offers a weak smile as we turn away from the principal’s office."
|
||
|
||
Re "See ya, space cowboy."
|
||
|
||
"Wait, did he just...?"
|
||
|
||
"God damn it, Reed."
|
||
|
||
"We make our way to the front of the school as I mentally prepare myself for what’s coming."
|
||
|
||
jump WalkOfShame
|
||
|
||
label WalkOfShame:
|
||
|
||
play music 'audio/OST/you can_t sage here.ogg' fadein 1.0
|
||
"Time for the Walk of Shame."
|
||
|
||
scene hallway
|
||
|
||
show anon neutral at acenter
|
||
|
||
"As I make my way through the hall I do my best to ignore the passing jeers from teens I don’t even know."
|
||
|
||
"I guess it’s already spread to the lower years too."
|
||
|
||
"Fucking lightspeed capable rumor mill."
|
||
|
||
unknown "HEY DO THE NARUTO RUN."
|
||
|
||
unknown "Look at the pathetic weeb."
|
||
|
||
unknown "How’s your 2D girlfriend Anon?"
|
||
|
||
unknown "Hey Anon, need to borrow a jar?"
|
||
|
||
St "Your waifu is great and I love her!"
|
||
|
||
A "Not helping, Stella."
|
||
|
||
"I keep my head down, avoiding the looks from them all."
|
||
|
||
"Shouldering open the door I’m blinded by the morning sun’s glare."
|
||
|
||
scene outside school with fade
|
||
|
||
show anon neutral at aleft
|
||
show fang sad flip at scenter
|
||
|
||
"Within an hour I’ve fallen back to square one."
|
||
|
||
"Is it too late to transfer to another school?"
|
||
|
||
"Fang steps to the stairs, phone in hand."
|
||
|
||
F "I can call us a taxi or something, Anon."
|
||
|
||
"I nod at that, moving for the stairs."
|
||
|
||
unknown "HEY LOSER, THINK FAST!"
|
||
|
||
"I turn towards the voice, and the world slows down."
|
||
|
||
"My field of vision is filled with a soda can, and I freeze up like a deer in headlights."
|
||
|
||
menu:
|
||
"Duck.":
|
||
"The can smacks me in the forehead while I was mid-stride, and I shift my footing to try and regain balance."
|
||
"Dodge.":
|
||
"The can smacks me in the forehead while I was mid-stride, and I shift my footing to try and regain balance."
|
||
"Catch it out of the air.":
|
||
"The can smacks me in the forehead while I was mid-stride, and I shift my footing to try and regain balance."
|
||
|
||
|
||
|
||
"Except my foot catches on the edge of the stairlip and slips."
|
||
|
||
#[Falling animation and CGs here]
|
||
|
||
#scene imfreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeefaaaaaaallllllliiiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn
|
||
scene black with fade
|
||
"..."
|
||
|
||
A "uuurg."
|
||
|
||
unknown "Oh fuck, we need to split before the Caveman gets here!"
|
||
|
||
F "ANON!"
|
||
|
||
"My lungs feel like they’re on fire."
|
||
|
||
"I think my feet touched the back of my head."
|
||
|
||
"I peel myself from around the bollard, feeling every bone in my body creak painfully."
|
||
|
||
scene outside school
|
||
show anon neutral at aleft:
|
||
xalign 0.5 yalign 0.0 rotate -90
|
||
linear 1 rotate 0
|
||
with fade
|
||
|
||
A "Argh… Fuck."
|
||
|
||
F "Holy shit! You’re alive!"
|
||
|
||
A "Am I? Ow."
|
||
|
||
"Nothing seems to be broken… I’ve been in worse."
|
||
|
||
"Honestly my ego’s more injured than I am."
|
||
|
||
F "Can you walk?"
|
||
|
||
A "Yeah, sure, sure."
|
||
|
||
A "This’s nothing compared to field day back at my old school."
|
||
|
||
"I try taking a step and my knee involuntarily twists in a direction it’s not supposed to."
|
||
|
||
"Suddenly, I’m doing the seth mcfarlane pose again."
|
||
#Have you ever tried not being ironic for once in your life
|
||
scene black
|
||
|
||
F "Oh no. Ohhh no. Let me help you up."
|
||
|
||
scene outside school
|
||
show anon neutral at acenter
|
||
show fang neutral flip at sright
|
||
with fade
|
||
|
||
"She tucks her arms around my shoulder and pulls me to my feet again."
|
||
|
||
F "Let’s just get to the bench over there."
|
||
|
||
F "The taxi will be here in like five minutes."
|
||
|
||
play music 'audio/OST/west_coast_kicking.ogg' fadein 1.0
|
||
"Using Fang as a second foot, I eventually make it to the bench."
|
||
|
||
"I still can’t bend either leg, so I just sort of splay against the sidewalk."
|
||
|
||
"Fang sits on the other end and starts digging through her pockets."
|
||
|
||
F "Uhh… I think I heard somewhere that nicotine relieves a bit of pain... "
|
||
|
||
A "Yeah… I could use a smoke… right about now."
|
||
|
||
"Fang retrieves one of the cigarettes from the crumpled pack and sparks it to life with her pink lighter."
|
||
|
||
"She takes the first draw, then hands it to me."
|
||
|
||
"I inhale slowly, my chest aching as my lungs fill with wonderfully numbing nicotine."
|
||
|
||
"The minty taste and the cool sensation settling over my skin does help to relax my painfully tense muscles."
|
||
|
||
"Before I know it the cigarette in my fingers is nothing but a smoldering filter."
|
||
|
||
F "Looks like our ride’s here."
|
||
|
||
"A grimy beater of a taxi pulls up to the curb, driven by an equally grimy velociraptor."
|
||
|
||
"Clearly one of the three left operating in the city."
|
||
|
||
"Fang helps me to my feet and over to the cab, opening the door so I can shamble in."
|
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D "...Shit, kid, you look like you got into a fight with a steamroller and lost."
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A "Mmm."
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scene taxi day
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D "Now where’re you kids heading on a school day? Maybe the hospital?"
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A "Home."
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D "Sure thing kid. Got the address."
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A "...Two-thirty-seven South St. Hammond street."
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"The driver sucks in a breath through his teeth."
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D "Skin Row, eh? Well I can take you s’far as the edge of the neighborhood, deal?"
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A "Yeah, whatever. Just take me home…"
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"The cab speeds off away from the school."
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F "...I still can’t believe that Trish would do something like that."
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"The cab driver lets out a laugh."
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D "You got your ass handed to you by a girl, didn’t you?"
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"I don’t bother responding while Fang kicks the back of his seat."
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D "Yeah, yeah, I didn’t want a tip much anyways…"
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F "Why doesn’t the driver want to drive all the way to your place?"
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F "It can’t be that bad, right?"
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A "Uhhh… That reminds me."
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A "Hold this… for me."
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"I toss my pocket knife into Fang’s lap, she looks at me with a nervous smile like she expects a punchline."
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F "..."
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F "...Oh."
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A "Joking… kinda…"
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A "Haven’t needed to shiv someone yet..."
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"Talking hurts, breathing too."
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"Each breath I take feels like my ribs are gonna shatter."
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"Fang must have noticed since she kept silent after that."
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D "Alrighty, end of the line."
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D "That’ll be fifteen bucks even."
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A "There’s still a few blocks we gotta walk."
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play music 'audio/OST/Skinrow Soul.ogg' fadein 1.0
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"I manage to limp out of the car and Fang drops a few crumpled bills in her seat and slams the door behind her."
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"The car peels out and disappears around the corner."
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scene black with fade
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scene skinrow with fade
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A "Well, no place to go but home."
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F "Wait, you still can’t walk, right?"
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"I can probably make it a good fifty yards."
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F "Hang on, give me your shoulder."
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A "No, don’t worry abou-"
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"Ignoring my protests, Fang wraps my arm around her back for support."
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F "Where are we going?"
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A "Uhh… First turn is a right up here…"
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"Wait… Fang is coming over to my place?"
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"Fang is coming over to my place?"
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"Fang is coming over to my place?"
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"I don’t want her to see how I live!"
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"..."
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stop music fadeout 1.0
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"Crap, did I leave Saturnia on?"
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"..."
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