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label chapter_2:
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scene black with fade
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"We finish eating and make small talk until the bell signals us to go to our sixth period."
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"Day two out of however many left is now out of my way."
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"I’m fairly certain that if Naser found out I laughed too I’d need to avoid him."
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"Those cheeto covered claws look like they’d freakin’ hurt, man."
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"With that drama now past me I can just disappear and cheese through the rest of the year like I’m invisible."
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"Oh when June hits it’s gonna be so sweet."
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"Amen to that."
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"..."
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pause 1
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scene room anon dark with fade
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"-Two Days Later-"
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"Alarm is off"
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"You know the drill."
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"Combat roll, head butt, victory screech."
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"Breakfast, shitposting, clothes."
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show anon neutral at acenter with dissolve
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"I’m pretty good at this."
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"I think I’ve finally found a pretty good routine for the rest of the year."
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"I might have to go easy on the shitposting though, yesterday I might have over indulged…"
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"But…"
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"I’ve succeeded in turning invisible, not completely but so far I’m happy."
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"Even the stupid stuff with Naser seems settled, I can just cruise through schooling and shitpost in the evening."
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"Perfection."
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"Day four out of however many days are left in the year. So far so good."
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scene skinrow with fade
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show anonphone at center with moveinbottom
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"It’s a bit of a walk, so I get my phone out and start posting on a shitty imageboard."
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"Baiting people into replying to my posts isn’t the most rewarding of hobbies, but it passes the time."
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A ">Meteor dodgers"
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A ">having jobs"
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A "pick one and only one."
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"That oughtta get a few."
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"Just before I hit the reply button, I sense the air behind me turn warmer. A few wildflowers growing in the cracks of the sidewalk bloom in seconds."
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hide anonphone with moveoutbottom
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scene black with fade
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pause 3
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scene outside school
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show anon neutral at acenter
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with fade
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"She’s here."
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play music 'audio/OST/Dragging on and on....ogg'
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N "Good morning Anon!"
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A "It could have been."
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show naomi neutral at rleft with moveinleft
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"Naomi catches up to me."
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N "You say something?"
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A "Good morning."
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A "Don’t you walk with Naser to school? Where is he?"
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show naomi sad with dissolve
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N "... He went early today to help set up another student event."
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A "Oh. He’s certainly someone you can count on for that."
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show naomi happy with dissolve
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N "He really is! I’m so proud of him!"
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A "Yeah…"
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show naomi neutral with dissolve
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N "Umm… Anon, have you seen our lovely award-winning school gardens yet?"
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A "Gardens win awards?"
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N "They do! Come on, I’ll show you."
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A "Actually, wait, I don’t really wan-"
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"Naomi grabs my hand again and when I come to, we’re already there."
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scene flower garden
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show anon neutral at aright
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show naomi neutral at sleft
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with dissolve
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N "And here they are, our school’s flowerbeds!"
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N "Aren’t they just magnificent?"
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A "Please stop dragging me by the hand."
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"She is right though, the gardens here are absolutely stunning."
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"I can’t tell what’s more colorful, the bushes of flowers, or the students that tend to them."
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A "Yeah, the gardeners here do a great job."
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N "Hm? Oh, yeah, you can thank the gardening club for that."
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"Naomi guides me through the gardens, occasionally giving tour trivia."
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"I can’t shake the feeling something’s on her mind, though."
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N "And here’s where the freshmen planted flower seeds at the start of the school year, by the end they’ll bloom wonderfully…"
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N "..."
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N "And then the… Uh…"
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show naomi sad with dissolve
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"What’s going on here?"
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"Is she coming onto me?"
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"I want to ask if she’s upset about something, but is that even right of me to do?"
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menu:
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"Ask what’s up":
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jump naomiWhatsUp
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"Not my place to pry":
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jump naomiNotMyPlace
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label naomiWhatsUp:
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A "You alright?"
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N "Hm?"
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A "Something’s bothering you, right?"
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N "Not really… A bit, I guess…"
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jump naomiStressMerge
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label naomiNotMyPlace:
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"Nah, I don’t know her that well."
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"If it’s something personal Naser can help her with it."
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N "I’m sorry, I’ve been a bit stressed lately, Anon...:"
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jump naomiStressMerge
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label naomiStressMerge:
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N "I’ve just been worried about Naser recently…"
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A "Something wrong with him?"
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N "No, nothing’s wrong…"
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N "It’s more that he worries a bit too much for that… sister of his."
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N "Oftentimes when I’m with him, he’s anxious about something she’s done."
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N "I’d just like him to relax about it a bit more, I suppose."
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N "Is that selfish of me to say?"
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A "I mean…"
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A "I’ve never had a girlfriend, but I imagine that it’d be a bit inconsiderate to constantly be worried in front of her."
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A "I dunno."
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"Naomi nods her head a bit, staring at her shoes."
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N "Sorry, I just wanted to share with someone."
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N "Guess I ended up doing the same thing I’m complaining about here, huh?"
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A "Don’t sweat it."
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show naomi shocked with dissolve
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"She checksher phone and jumps a bit."
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N "Oh! I’m going to be late!"
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N "I still need to check in at the front desk…"
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N "Really sorry, Anon, but the tour will have to end here."
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A "It was fine, hopefully it just doesn’t make my allergies flare."
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hide naomi with moveoutright
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stop music fadeout 1.0
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"She waves and runs off to a side door."
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"I should be getting to homeroom soon, too."
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scene hallway
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show anon neutral flip at aright
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with dissolve
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play music 'audio/OST/Appreciating the Atmosphere.ogg'
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"I push open the usual side entrance I take and enter the hallway that’s starting to become familiar now."
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play music "audio/OST/That Monochromatic Weirdo.ogg" fadein 1.0
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show fang considering with dissolve:
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xalign -0.4 yalign 0.0
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"Still occasionally glancing at the room numbers just to make absolute sure, I noticed someone in the countercurrent walking past."
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"It was one of the bass players from the concert two days ago."
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"Naser said she was his sister, right?"
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"Glancing at her for a moment, the expression on her face sort of reminds me of something."
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"It was probably just leftover embarrassment from the concert, but she seemed to have a lost look on her face."
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"Or maybe it was confusion."
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"Or a mix of the two...?"
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"Either way there's something on her mind."
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"I can't help but think that that must be how I looked on my first day."
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"But it was my first day of school, she had been going here all year."
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"What's her excuse then?"
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"Either way, doesn’t look like she recognizes me."
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"Objective one out of whatever of the current year is accomplished then, next one is memorizing the class schedule."
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"And that says it’s home room in fifteen minutes."
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"Home room which I share with Naomi."
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"{i}*shudder*{/i}"
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"She’s just too… too {i}sweet{/i}... and like… Obnoxious... "
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"Ugh, I can’t find the right way to put it, but she feels so… movie-like…"
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"Like an act."
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"Day four, Anon. day four."
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"What the hell?"
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"Why is she scratching herself?"
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"Is she a junkie?"
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show fang neutral at scenter with move
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"OH GOD DON’T COME ANY CLOSER."
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"I DON’T WANNA GET SHANKED BY A JUNKIE PTERODACTYL."
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F "You...uh...SKINNIE."
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A "Y-yeah?"
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F "Did you see where they went?"
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A "..."
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F "The group with the uh..."
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F "uhhh…"
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A "Dinosaurs?"
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F "No! Yellow hoodie, red hair, pink tail, hair buns…"
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A "Are you describing one person?"
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F "What? No!"
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F "it’s multiple!"
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A "They’re dinosaurs though, right?"
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F "WHAT?"
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A "I don’t know where they went!"
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F "uuuuuuughhhhhh"
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hide fang hiding with moveoutright
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stop music fadeout 1.0
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"And just like that, she’s gone."
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play music "audio/OST/Dragging on and on....ogg" fadein 1.0
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"I seem to have this effect on women."
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"I call them poison pheromones."
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"But it is relieving that she didn’t recognize me. Guess Naser didn’t tell her."
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"The staccato of the bell signals my tardiness for class."
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"My class with Naomi."
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"If there is a Jurassic God, please make Naomi miss home room today."
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stop music fadeout 1.0
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scene black with fade
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"I’ll even offer a goat sacrifice!"
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scene black with fade
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"..."
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scene science class
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show anon neutral at aleft
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with fade
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"The day passes uneventfully until fourth period, Science Class."
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play music 'audio/OST/Appreciating the Atmosphere.ogg'
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"I find a seat near the back of the room and watch the clock hands tick down the remaining few seconds to the bell."
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"Right before the tone, one last student rushes in, out of breath."
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"Oh, it's that girl again. I guess we shared a period or two on the first day and I just didn't notice."
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"She strides across the room, taking her seat without a word."
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"Strangely, nobody seems to acknowledge her. Not even a sneer or chuckle."
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"That’s odd. Given how many people were there that night, you’d expect at least a couple of snickers."
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"But there she was, being completely left alone… Or ignored."
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"Seems almost worse than getting laughed at."
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stop music fadeout 1.0
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"The lingering chatter in the room dies out as the teacher stands from his desk, moving to the front of the room."
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show farnsworth at sright with dissolve
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Drf "Good news everyone!"
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Drf "Today we'll be having a lab on magnetic fields."
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Drf "Find a partner and get prepared."
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hide farnsworth with dissolve
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play music 'audio/OST/Many Such Cases of Being So True.ogg'
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"My heart sunk as those dreaded words passed my ears."
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"'Find a partner.'"
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"I know it’s pointless, but I at least have to try. Maybe someone was out sick."
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"With my luck though, I’ll probably just end up with that fossil of a teacher."
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"With everyone else already starting on the assignment I resign myself to working twice as hard."
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show farnsworth at sright with dissolve
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Drf "Hurry up Mr. Anon, your partner is waiting for you"
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stop music fadeout 1.0
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"...What"
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Drf "Very well. Fang"
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Drf "If you would be so kind to sit next to your new partner."
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"I sat in momentary confusion as someone took the seat next to mine."
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show fang neutral with dissolve:
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xalign -1.0 yalign 0.0
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#--not brazil, Forced text speedup through the following 4 lines
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play sound "audio/effects/Alarm.ogg"
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"SPAGHETTI ALERT!! SPAGHETTI ALERT!!"
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"DEFCON LEVEL TWO"
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"THERE IS A FEMOID WITHIN ARMS DISTANCE LOOKING AT ME"
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"DEPLOY ALL SPAGHETTI LOCKDOWN MEASURES"
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F "‘Sup."
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A "Thanks, you too."
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"SHIT! RECOVERY MANEUVERS NOW!"
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A "I mean, hey. Not much. You?"
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"CHAD RECOVERY SUCCESSFUL"
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stop sound fadeout 1.0
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F "None of your business. Just do the damn assignment and don’t bother me."
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A "O-oh. You upset right now or something?"
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F "What was your first fuckin’ clue. Last time I’ll say it, just do the assignment and don’t. Bother. Me."
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"Okay! Got to keep coolheaded."
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A "So this assignment, then."
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scene black with fade
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"With that we open our books and start on trying to decipher who Lorentz is and why his force is magnetic."
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"Things are going well for the first few questions, I remember a bit of it from that one time I tried to make a railgun."
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scene science class
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show anon neutral at aleft
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show fang neutral:
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xalign -1.0 yalign 0.0
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with fade
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pause 1
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show farnsworth at sright with moveinright
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Drf "How are you two doing so far?"
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F "We are… Fine, Dr. Fernsworth."
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Drf "I see, and you Anon?"
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A "Yeah what she said."
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show fang angry
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"Why is Dr. Fernsworth making that face?"
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"I turn to Fang to ask her what the deal is and-"
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show anon neutral flip at acenter with dissolve
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"Oh."
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Drf "Oh dear"
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"Mistakes have been made."
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F "She?"
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A "...Yes?"
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"Oh Raptor Jesus almighty this is the absolute worst case scenario."
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F "I. Am. Non. Binary."
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"How was I supposed to know something so trivial would set something like this off?!"
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F "Well?!"
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A "..."
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"I can’t bring myself to say anything!!"
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F "Oh, OH, so that’s how it’s going to be, huh?!"
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Drf "Fang…"
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show fang very angry with dissolve
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F "YOU THINK YOU CAN JUST SPIT IN MY FACE AND THEN- AND THEN GIVE ME THE COLD SHOULDER?!"
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F "I’LL HAVE YOU KNOW-"
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Drf "{b}FANG{/b}."
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show fang shocked with dissolve
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stop music
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"It feels like the world just stopped."
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"All eyes are on Fang."
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"And in Fangs’ eyes I see something flash briefly."
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"Judging by those exaggerated movements and the eloquent speech, this is something Fang had been practicing."
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"This was supposed to be a big moment where she stopped an evil bigot and the whole class would clap."
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"In all her planning and practice Fang had made one crucial error."
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"Nobody cared."
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Drf "Please consider stepping into the hall for a moment."
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show fang angry
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"Sh- Fang is quick to exit the room. Dr. Fernsworth turns a sympathetic look towards me."
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hide fang neutral with moveoutright
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show anon neutral at acenter with dissolve
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Drf "Forgive them, Anon, you must understand that Fang is… Experiencing issues."
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hide farnsworth with moveoutleft
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"What the fuck just happened…?"
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"Well, she blew up at me when I called her a she…"
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"She was already upset about something before…"
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"She was upset before because of the concert the other day?"
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"Looks like I just pushed her over the edge."
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scene black with fade
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pause 1
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scene science class
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show anon neutral at aleft
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with fade
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play music 'audio/OST/Appreciating the Atmosphere.ogg'
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"After a few moments Fang comes back in and sits down without a word."
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show fang sad flip at sright with moveinright
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F "...Sorry."
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A "Uh, don’t worry about it."
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show fang sad flip with move:
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xalign -1.0 yalign 0.0
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show fang sad with dissolve
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"."
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".."
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"..."
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show anon neutral flip with dissolve
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"Now that I think about it, something’s off."
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"Fang claims to not be male or female, but the clothes she’s wearing are clearly provocative."
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"It’s almost like she’s showing off her femininity."
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"Then why?"
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"Why would someone be wearing revealing clothes in contradiction to their identity…?"
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"It’s almost like they’re just looking for attent-"
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"Then suddenly, it hits me. I recall memories of a slightly younger Anon, running around school with a cape, pilot goggles…"
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"… And three plastic katanas."
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show fang angry
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"That was a quick way to get sent to the principal's office."
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F "Are you even listening to me?!"
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A "Dowhatnow? Wasn’t paying attention."
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F "Yeah, I could tell."
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"She mutters as she turns back to the assignment."
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F "Uh.... You’ve been staring at me for the past 5 minutes. Freak."
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"Judging by the looks of the class, and both of our current social standing, we’ll probably be working together a lot more."
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menu:
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"Sorry for calling you a girl...":
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F "Non-binary people don't owe you androgyny"
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"Sorry Fang I should have known from your feminine appearance and dress that you are, in fact, non-binary...":
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F "Non-binary people don't owe you androgyny"
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"Doesn’t seem like it’s something she wants to hear right now."
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A "So um, your Naser’s sister, right?"
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F "SIB-ling."
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A "R-right. Sorry."
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F "…"
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show fang neutral
|
||
|
||
"There’s a brief pause until Fang speaks up again."
|
||
|
||
F "Yes. Naser’s my baby brother, why do you ask?"
|
||
|
||
A "I was just curious, Naser has been helping me settle into the school."
|
||
|
||
F "Of course he did. Just wish he’d keep out of my fuckin’ business for two seconds."
|
||
|
||
A "Uhh… Sure."
|
||
|
||
"Actually, thinking about Naser…"
|
||
|
||
N "{i}It’s more that he worries a bit too much for that… sister of his.{/i}"
|
||
|
||
N "{i}Oftentimes when I’m with him, he’s anxious about something she’s done.{/i}"
|
||
|
||
A "...He told me about what happened the other day."
|
||
|
||
A "Sorry to hear something like that happened to you and your band."
|
||
|
||
show fang considering with dissolve
|
||
|
||
F "..."
|
||
|
||
show fang neutral with dissolve
|
||
|
||
F "What do you care?"
|
||
|
||
A "I… Dunno."
|
||
|
||
"Suddenly my shoes seem more interesting than the conversation at hand."
|
||
|
||
A "Just think it’s messed up people would go to a show just to laugh at you."
|
||
|
||
F "Feh."
|
||
|
||
show fang happy with dissolve
|
||
|
||
F "Guess you aren’t that awful…"
|
||
|
||
F "Unlike every other guy in this school."
|
||
|
||
A "..."
|
||
|
||
"The rest of the period passed between continued small talk with Fang."
|
||
|
||
"She seemed to be controlling the conversation though."
|
||
|
||
"When the bell rang, Fang whips out her phone and immediately starts tapping away."
|
||
|
||
A "You going to your next class?"
|
||
|
||
F "Who cares about being late?"
|
||
|
||
A "Fair. See you then."
|
||
|
||
hide fang neutral with moveoutright
|
||
|
||
"She lazily waves a hand at me and I make my way to my next class."
|
||
stop music fadeout 1.0
|
||
scene black with fade
|
||
"Unfortunately, fifth period is mathematics."
|
||
|
||
scene black with fade
|
||
pause 1
|
||
scene classroom with fade
|
||
show carldelewski at sleft
|
||
"I’m barely keeping myself awake while Mr. Carlesiidewski is giving a lecture on the inverse of tangents."
|
||
|
||
carl "ANON!"
|
||
|
||
"I sit ramrod straight at the direct address."
|
||
|
||
carl "Are you frickin’ listening? Come finish this frickin’ problem on the frickin’ board."
|
||
|
||
"Just one social disaster after another today."
|
||
|
||
show anon neutral flip at acenter with dissolve
|
||
|
||
"Hesitantly, I slide out of my chair and trundle my way to the whiteboard, trying to decipher the runes I'm expected to make sense of."
|
||
|
||
"Only I never made it to the whiteboard."
|
||
|
||
"Three rows down and my foot catches on a loose backpack strap in the isle."
|
||
|
||
"Luckily I fell sideways and there was a cold hard desk in the way to catch my fall."
|
||
|
||
|
||
play music 'audio/OST/Those Other Two Weirdos.ogg'
|
||
|
||
"To the chuckles of the rest of the class, I look up from my final resting place to see a massive pink and white muzzle."
|
||
|
||
Re "Dude."
|
||
|
||
"Like a deer caught in headlights, I can only stare and wait for him to continue."
|
||
|
||
Re "You’re on my desk man..."
|
||
|
||
"My senses return to me, and I quickly get up, picking up and returning the pencil that flew to the floor in a flurry of apologies."
|
||
|
||
"Then I recognise just whose desk I fell on."
|
||
|
||
"It’s that drummer in Fang’s band."
|
||
|
||
"Don’t I just have the luck of the devil?"
|
||
|
||
"Giving one last apology, I head to the front of the room to solve the whiteboard problem."
|
||
|
||
"I tried solving the problem to the best of my ability."
|
||
|
||
"Still took a solid two minutes."
|
||
|
||
"After circling my answer, I look expectantly at Mr. Carlesiidewski who gives a nod."
|
||
|
||
"Finally turning around to return to my seat, I freeze."
|
||
|
||
"Right there in the front row is the last member of the band, Trish."
|
||
|
||
hide carldelewski with fade
|
||
|
||
"I stumble back to my desk."
|
||
|
||
"Mr. Carlesiidewski gives each row a stack of papers to pass back."
|
||
|
||
carl "Alright, here’s the frickin’ homework covering today’s lesson. Use page two-seventy-nine. I’ll give you the last…"
|
||
|
||
carl "Fifteen frickin’ minutes of class to work with your frickin’ peers."
|
||
|
||
"Mr. Carlesiidewski returns to his desk and pulls out a math book with a monthly romance novel crudely stuffed inside it. With very detailed centerfold with the way he turned it sideways."
|
||
|
||
"Looking ahead to Reed’s desk, he’s been joined by Trish who is trying to get him to get started."
|
||
|
||
"I think I can feel their eyes following me…"
|
||
|
||
"Back at my desk, I glance over the math sheet."
|
||
|
||
"Page two-seventy-nine, right?"
|
||
|
||
"Looks like I finally get to use that phonebook of a math textbook."
|
||
|
||
"...Where is it?"
|
||
|
||
"I open my backpack, and instead of my math textbook…"
|
||
|
||
"Is the Saturnia Collectors Edition Art-book I splurged on yesterday."
|
||
|
||
"I’m frozen. Can’t move an inch."
|
||
|
||
"Did I grab the wrong book this morning? Is someone playing a sick joke?"
|
||
|
||
"How could I bring this to school?!?"
|
||
|
||
"Something bounces off my head and lands on my desk."
|
||
|
||
"It’s enough to snap me back to reality and I shove my backpack under my desk, furiously zipping it."
|
||
|
||
"On my desk is a balled-up wad of paper."
|
||
|
||
"Oh great. I was hoping to avoid these chain notes."
|
||
|
||
"I unfurl the ball to read the note."
|
||
|
||
"{i}Look up.{/i}"
|
||
|
||
"I look up and see the purple one waving me over."
|
||
|
||
"Fuck."
|
||
|
||
"Grabbing my stuff I shuffle over slowly to the duo."
|
||
|
||
show trish neutral flip at tright with dissolve
|
||
show reed neutral at rleft with dissolve
|
||
|
||
Re "Sup compadre."
|
||
|
||
A "Uh… Sup?"
|
||
|
||
T "See? He’s my class partner so I look out for him."
|
||
|
||
T "How are YOU looking out for your class partner, Anon?"
|
||
|
||
T "Enforcing the social contract, having good conduct and mutual respect so you can leave class and go on with your life?"
|
||
|
||
A "Uh....What’s this about?"
|
||
|
||
T "A certain friend of mine is partnered with you in Science, right?"
|
||
|
||
"Wait. Oh!"
|
||
|
||
A "You mean Fang?"
|
||
|
||
T "They just messaged me before class, said they had to be partnered with a skinnie bigot - then proceeded to show them."
|
||
|
||
T "I had a feeling you’d be him."
|
||
|
||
"Am I gonna have to tolerate humiliation from these meteor dodgers too?"
|
||
|
||
"My head is starting to hurt. Hopefully we can just get started on these math exercises."
|
||
|
||
A "Yeah, that was me. I apologized, though."
|
||
|
||
T "I know and I appreciate it."
|
||
|
||
T "I’m Trish and this is Reed. We’re Fang’s best friends."
|
||
|
||
A "Uh-huh."
|
||
|
||
T "What about you? Now you tell us about yourself."
|
||
stop music fadeout 1.0
|
||
|
||
"RED ALERT."
|
||
|
||
"There is no way I’m telling anyone, especially {i}these{/i} people."
|
||
|
||
"And if they find out where I was a few days ago…"
|
||
|
||
A "Uhh... I’m Anon and I’m a human. I got here Monday."
|
||
|
||
A "That’s all."
|
||
|
||
play music 'audio/OST/Those Other Two Weirdos.ogg' fadein 1.0
|
||
|
||
T "We know that. We want to know where you’re from, what have you been doing since you got here, if you have any friends…"
|
||
|
||
A "I-I’ve been doing nothing. I don’t really care about friends."
|
||
|
||
"She doesn’t look very convinced by that answer."
|
||
|
||
T "Right."
|
||
|
||
Re "You know that Naser dude, right...?"
|
||
|
||
T "Hey… Yeah, I saw you with that slut Naomi earlier, too…"
|
||
|
||
"Trish squints her eyes at me."
|
||
|
||
A "T-they were my welcoming committee, they helped me with getting settled, nothing besides that."
|
||
|
||
T "Riiiiight. Didn’t Naser or Naomi invite you to anything...or…?"
|
||
|
||
A "No. I don’t remember. I’ve been trying to get them off my back. But w-why you ask?"
|
||
|
||
T "We had a concert last week, Naser and Naomi invited a whole bunch of assholes to ruin it. Suppose if we had seen a human in that crowd we would remember, right?"
|
||
|
||
A "Y-yeah. Haha."
|
||
|
||
A "I-I mean, concert?"
|
||
|
||
"I don’t think they invited me here to solve math problems."
|
||
|
||
T "We have a band. I’m the lead bassist, Fang’s the vocalist and secondary bass, and Reed is the drummer."
|
||
|
||
Re "...And the songwriter."
|
||
|
||
T "He just comes up with the funny song titles."
|
||
|
||
A "Uhhh...that’s very neat! Would love to listen to your band someday."
|
||
|
||
"I drag my chair backwards and clumsily rise from my seat"
|
||
|
||
A "It was great meeting you guys, I’ll be going back to my desk, though…"
|
||
|
||
T "Wait, I’m not done with you yet."
|
||
|
||
A "What? I really should get started on the homework...?"
|
||
|
||
T "It’s important. Look at me."
|
||
|
||
"She has a very serious look on her face."
|
||
|
||
"She’s not saying anything, her glaring through the back of my skull makes me think she means business."
|
||
|
||
T "Fang is happy. They found something about themself they finally like, and I helped them through a dark time. They made up their mind."
|
||
|
||
"They? Themself? No wonder Naser seemed so confused by this."
|
||
|
||
T "They don’t need people in their life that might hurt or confuse them. They have us, and the band. We’re trying to make it for ourselves."
|
||
|
||
A "O...kay?"
|
||
|
||
T "I look out for them because I care for them. They’ve been hurting because of those dicks, I’m doing my part in assuring them."
|
||
|
||
"Was that what I saw her doing earlier?"
|
||
|
||
"Looked more like a one trigga trig-out."
|
||
|
||
A "I don’t understand."
|
||
|
||
T "My point is, don’t upset Fang."
|
||
|
||
"I just wanted to solve math problems."
|
||
|
||
A "I, er... yes, ma’am."
|
||
|
||
"Once again she’s just glaring at me."
|
||
|
||
"Fucking hell my stupid legs, stop shaking."
|
||
|
||
"I’ll take this opportunity."
|
||
|
||
A "Uh… thank you for the lesson, Trish. I’ll keep that in mind. See ya."
|
||
|
||
Re "Wait man- you want this?"
|
||
|
||
"Reed holds out a sheet of paper."
|
||
|
||
"Wait, it’s a copy of the homework assignment-"
|
||
|
||
"And it’s complete?!"
|
||
|
||
A "Wait, I thought you were the one needing help?"
|
||
|
||
Re "Shhhh, the friend of my friend who’s the friend that helps me is also my friend too."
|
||
|
||
A "I don’t think that’s how the saying goes...?"
|
||
|
||
Re "You’re sharp, Anon. Razor sharp. Friends?"
|
||
|
||
"The bell announces lunchtime, and the rest of the students collectively rise and start shuffling out the door."
|
||
|
||
A "Lunch hour, been a blast talking to you guys."
|
||
|
||
hide anon neutral with moveoutleft
|
||
|
||
"I swiftly snatch up the backpack by my leg, flashing an earnest sympathetic smile at them - or at least I thought it was one."
|
||
scene hallway with fade
|
||
show anon neutral at acenter
|
||
"As I power walk out of the classroom I swear I caught a glimpse of Reed waving goodbye."
|
||
|
||
"A shame I have other places to be. Namely away from the pissed off midget."
|
||
|
||
"Sorry man, you seem like a good guy. But with that tiny tyrant?"
|
||
|
||
"Not in this lifetime."
|
||
|
||
"That was the worst fucking experience in a long while. Almost as bad as actually dealing with Fang in class."
|
||
|
||
"Here I was thinking I could be invisible for the rest of the year,"
|
||
|
||
"...And now I have classmates talking about me behind my back on their phones, probably for the rest of the school year."
|
||
|
||
"At least it’s the best period of the day now."
|
||
|
||
"Wonder what to get for lunch today…"
|
||
|
||
"Wait."
|
||
|
||
A "What’s that smell?"
|
||
|
||
"Oh no."
|
||
|
||
"I duck into a corner and rip the backpack open."
|
||
|
||
"What should have been my lunch card, binders, and horrendously embarrassing art book…"
|
||
|
||
|
||
play music 'audio/OST/Fuck You I Like To Ignore Problems.ogg'
|
||
|
||
"Was instead a half dozen glass flasks, bags full of… something, and all sorts of machinery I didn’t recognize."
|
||
|
||
"Someone… someone else has my backpack… and that book."
|
||
|
||
"If they see..."
|
||
|
||
A "..."
|
||
|
||
"This backpack…"
|
||
|
||
"It's from the Reed guy, I’ll bet."
|
||
|
||
"When I rushed out of class…"
|
||
|
||
"Fuck me."
|
||
|
||
"On the other hand…"
|
||
|
||
"I could get a medal of honor for turning all this stuff in..."
|
||
|
||
"Think you can even get a bit of cash for reporting stuff like this."
|
||
|
||
"...What am I thinking?"
|
||
|
||
"Any amount of money is NOT worth my power level being revealed."
|
||
|
||
"I can't ruin my life. Not again"
|
||
|
||
"Especially not with these losers."
|
||
|
||
"A half-hour until lunch period ends. Good."
|
||
|
||
"I need to find Reed."
|
||
|
||
"I double back to the classroom I just left and find it empty."
|
||
"Fuck."
|
||
|
||
"Maybe he’s getting his lunch now. Cafeteria then."
|
||
|
||
scene cafeteria with fade
|
||
show anon neutral at acenter
|
||
|
||
"I sprint through the school hallways, already familiar with the layout, looking for the drug dealer."
|
||
|
||
"The colorful crowd in the lunch line makes it difficult to pick Reed out, so I have to carefully scan the room."
|
||
|
||
"I finally spot the pink raptor at the end of the queue, tray in hand and incriminating evidence on his back."
|
||
|
||
"The world must be fucking with me since {b}I’m{/b} the one currently carrying a mini-cartel in a backpack."
|
||
|
||
show reed neutral at sleft with dissolve
|
||
|
||
A "REED!"
|
||
|
||
"The stoner drummer turns my way as I try as calmly as possible to approach him."
|
||
|
||
Re "What up, my guy?"
|
||
|
||
A "I uh…"
|
||
|
||
"I give the backpack a bump, causing all the dubious glassware within to clink."
|
||
|
||
A "Think you got my backpack, Reed."
|
||
|
||
Re "Huh… Was wonderin’ why this felt lighter."
|
||
|
||
"He holds out my backpack to me."
|
||
|
||
Re "‘Ere ya go, man."
|
||
|
||
"We trade backpacks, I’m careful to hand his over while simultaneously examining mine still within his grip."
|
||
|
||
"It doesn’t look like he opened it at all but…"
|
||
|
||
|
||
play music 'audio/OST/Fuck You I Like To Shitpost.ogg'
|
||
|
||
A "Thank fuck…"
|
||
|
||
Re "Why’re you so worried bout the bag, man?"
|
||
|
||
"Shitfuckfuckfuckfuck."
|
||
|
||
A "Becaaaauuuuuse…"
|
||
|
||
"Don’tbringuptheartbook."
|
||
|
||
"Think you dumbfuck, there’s gotta be something you can say-"
|
||
|
||
"Naomi I owe you a fruit basket!"
|
||
|
||
A "My lunch card!"
|
||
|
||
A "I wouldn’t have been able to get my lunch without it."
|
||
|
||
show reed shocked
|
||
|
||
Re "Oh. Oh! Oh fuck, dude I’m sorry to hear that."
|
||
|
||
"What."
|
||
|
||
show reed explanatory
|
||
|
||
Re "New kid in school AND you need the lunch card?"
|
||
|
||
Re "Do you like, wanna hang with us? You look like the lonely type."
|
||
|
||
"FUCK no."
|
||
|
||
A "Naaaaah, I’ll be good. I just needed my-"
|
||
|
||
Re "Come on bro, I’ll introduce you to the whole band."
|
||
|
||
A "You don’t have to-"
|
||
|
||
Re "Y’know... reward your good deed with a good deed."
|
||
|
||
A "What."
|
||
|
||
Re "I’ll like, be your first friend, Anon."
|
||
|
||
A "What."
|
||
|
||
Re "Yeeaah, man."
|
||
|
||
A "I appreciate it, but… Y’know…"
|
||
|
||
Re "You worried about Trish, bro?"
|
||
|
||
A "..."
|
||
|
||
Re "Yeaah, she can be a bit rough, but she’s great."
|
||
|
||
A "Isn’t she on a crusade to assault everyone that laughed at your concert?"
|
||
|
||
Re "Oh yeah, she does that sometimes, don’t worry about it."
|
||
|
||
A "Hrmmm…"
|
||
|
||
Re "‘s fine for you to be worried."
|
||
|
||
Re "You’ll see, she’s plenty nice."
|
||
|
||
"Maybe I was a bit quick to judge..."
|
||
|
||
"See, there’s Trish now."
|
||
|
||
show trish neutral flip at tright with dissolve
|
||
|
||
T "Hey, Reed."
|
||
|
||
T "Sorry, gonna have to return that crowbar a bit later than I promised."
|
||
|
||
T "Also, I got vengeance on another one of those jerks."
|
||
|
||
A "Those aren’t… related, right?"
|
||
|
||
T "Who’s asking?"
|
||
|
||
"I need to get out of here."
|
||
|
||
A "Well Reed, thank you for talking, I’ll just be on my wa-"
|
||
|
||
Re "Hoolld on man, Trish just got here."
|
||
|
||
T "Reed, what’s all this about?"
|
||
|
||
Re "Anon here and I had a little… mix-up?"
|
||
|
||
Re "Anyways, he was a total bro about it…"
|
||
|
||
Re "And he’s like, super poor and stuff."
|
||
|
||
T "How poor?"
|
||
|
||
Re "Y’know that lunch card thing they advertise on the school brochures?"
|
||
|
||
T "Bull."
|
||
|
||
Re "Show her, Anon."
|
||
|
||
A "I’d rather not…"
|
||
|
||
T "Oh my goodness you poor soul."
|
||
|
||
Re "Literally, even."
|
||
|
||
Re "So I figured, why not be a bro back to him?"
|
||
|
||
Re "Like uhhh…"
|
||
|
||
Re "Be his legit welcome committee."
|
||
|
||
A "I appreciate the thought, but uhh...I should really be going right about… now, bye."
|
||
|
||
T "Oh, Fang, what took you so long today?"
|
||
|
||
show fang sad flip:
|
||
xalign 0.9 yalign 0.0
|
||
|
||
"Why meeee…"
|
||
|
||
show fang shocked flip at sright
|
||
|
||
F "Yo. Wait, is that Anon? what’s {i}he{/i} doing here?"
|
||
|
||
"No, it’s the other new human transfer student with the dress sense of Rex Luthor."
|
||
|
||
show fang neutral
|
||
|
||
A "Heeeey Fang. Good to see ya again. Well lunch is almost over so I’ll-"
|
||
|
||
Re "He’s poor."
|
||
|
||
T "Like, super poor!"
|
||
|
||
F "How poor?"
|
||
|
||
T "Y’know those lunch cards they have on posters near the principals’ office?"
|
||
|
||
F "Wow. That is hilariously depressing."
|
||
|
||
"I hate everyone here."
|
||
|
||
F "Anyways, that doesn’t answer my question of why the skinny loser here."
|
||
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Re "Man, Anon’s like a total bro an’ I’m his {i}first{/i} friend an’ we’re gonna be Rock Ring buddies for the rest of the school year!"
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Re "Then like… he’ll be my business partner an’ we’ll sell enough goods to get half the country high an’ like, fuck narcs and fuck the IRS too."
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A "..."
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F "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuurrrrrrrrrrggggghhhhhhh. Trish?"
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T "The morons swapped backpacks and now they’re best friends or something."
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A "Yeah. That. And now I’m gonna go grab my lunch so-"
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Re "We can all grab some together."
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T "...Well, Reed {i}is{/i} a good judge of character…"
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F "Is he?"
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A "...Didn’t you already grab your lunch, Reed?"
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Re "Yeah. I want seconds, man."
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"What."
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"I look at Reed’s tray and see that it’s completely empty."
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A "When did you- How?!"
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Re "Come on, man, I’ve got a mean case of munchies."
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"I end up walking to get food with Trish, Reed and Fang."
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"Every time I consider ditching them, Reed says or does something to keep me with the band."
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"Fuck my life."
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"I’m able to hold the makings of a conversation with Reed, but it feels like I’m talking to space."
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"Trish was listening in while we made our way to the lunch room, but was more focused on her talk with Fang."
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F "What do you mean my halter top is ‘out’ right now? I haven’t noticed a difference."
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T "I’m telling you, the next thing is going to be leotards."
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F "No, fuck that. I would never wear something that retarded."
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"As for Reed…"
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Re "...So… You play videogames, right?"
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A "Yeah, I got a couple consoles and a toaster of a PC."
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Re "Only Xrox… Battle Saurs is sick…"
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A "Pachystation has a better lineup overall."
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Re "But like… Stony-games are all lame… like, just movies lame..."
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A "You can’t prove that."
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Re "I can."
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A "Huh?"
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Re "Get your phone out man… Look up {color=#66cc33}'LW_S9znpklI'{/color}.."
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A "How did you say that out loud?"
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Re "Just look it up man…"
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"What’s the harm?"
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A "..."
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menu:
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"Look the link up":
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$ webbrowser.open('https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LW_S9znpklI')
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pause 5
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"What on earth…?"
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Re "Pretty hilarious right?"
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"What is this, a shitty Netstix cartoon knock off?"
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A "It’s funny in a way, yeah."
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jump PostCheckLinkOut
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"Save it for later":
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"I'll save this one for when I get home."
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jump PostCheckLinkOut
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label PostCheckLinkOut:
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Re "Xrox is better anyways, you see the whole lineup they had prepared for..."
|
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"Reed delves into his rant about console differences."
|
||
|
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"I thought he was just an airhead, but…"
|
||
|
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"I totally can’t get a read on this guy."
|
||
|
||
F "Well, anyways."
|
||
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F "The lunch lines aren’t going to get any shorter."
|
||
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F "We should hurry and pick one."
|
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scene cafeteria
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show anon neutral at aleft:
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xalign 0.3 yalign 0.1
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show reed neutral at rleft:
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xalign -0.1 yalign 0.1
|
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show fang neutral flip at sright:
|
||
xalign 0.8 yalign 0.0
|
||
show trish neutral flip at tright:
|
||
xalign 1.0 yalign 0.1
|
||
|
||
"Once we all got our food, we all stand around chatting a bit more outside the line."
|
||
|
||
"Trish and Fang babble to each other about their daily activities all through the lunch line."
|
||
|
||
"Reed on the other hand has pulled out a tablet from his backpack to show me something."
|
||
|
||
Re "So like, y’know we got a band, yeah?"
|
||
|
||
A "Er, yeah. Trish brought it up earlier and all."
|
||
|
||
Re "Check it. I’ve been recording our practices."
|
||
|
||
"Fang and Trish both look at me expectantly."
|
||
|
||
"Fuckshitfuckokay you can do this."
|
||
|
||
A "Cool, lemme see."
|
||
|
||
"Even through the poor recording quality I can see and hear just how atrocious the band is."
|
||
|
||
play music 'audio/OST/The (audiophile edition).ogg'
|
||
|
||
"I bite back the grimace threatening to come out as I give the video my full attention."
|
||
stop music
|
||
F "W-well?"
|
||
|
||
T "We’re great, right Anon?"
|
||
|
||
A "It’s uh… certainly original."
|
||
|
||
T "I know, right?"
|
||
|
||
A "But like, why two basses?"
|
||
|
||
"Fang glances at me from the side. Weird."
|
||
|
||
T "It’s our style!"
|
||
|
||
A "I-I see."
|
||
|
||
"What do I say here? I can only give feedback on games I haven’t played, not music!"
|
||
|
||
menu:
|
||
"I like the double tension on the G strings.":
|
||
"The three stop moving in line and look back at me."
|
||
|
||
"The synchronization between the melody and the submelody compliments the reverb well!":
|
||
"The three stop moving in line and look back at me."
|
||
|
||
"Very nice ironic reference to Beethoven’s Für Elise.":
|
||
"The three stop moving in line and look back at me."
|
||
|
||
"Think I messed up."
|
||
|
||
F "How could you tell?"
|
||
|
||
play music 'audio/OST/Bayside Bumming it.ogg' fadein 1.0
|
||
|
||
Re "Jeez man, you got the ears of a bat?"
|
||
|
||
A "Uhh, just something I picked up."
|
||
|
||
F "I didn’t know you knew about that sort of thing, Anon…"
|
||
|
||
Re "Yo, next time we have a concert… You gotta come along."
|
||
|
||
F "...Maybe…"
|
||
|
||
"Trish glowers at me warily."
|
||
|
||
T "I dunno, maybe if he actually talked about himself for once."
|
||
|
||
"Nope, nah uh, no way, abort!"
|
||
|
||
Re "Yeah, man, go ahead. None of us are judgin’. I’m not at least."
|
||
|
||
A "Well…"
|
||
|
||
"Fang Reed and Trish" "Ohfuck. Sorry Anon, we gotta bail."
|
||
show fang neutral flip
|
||
show trish neutral flip
|
||
hide trish with moveoutright
|
||
hide fang neutral with moveoutright
|
||
hide reed with moveoutright
|
||
A "Huh? Where-"
|
||
|
||
"They’re already gone."
|
||
|
||
"Pretty impressive how fast they can move even with their hands full."
|
||
|
||
"But what could’ve made them run like that?"
|
||
|
||
N "ANON!"
|
||
|
||
show anon neutral flip at acenter with move
|
||
show naomi neutral at sleft with moveinleft
|
||
show naser neutral with moveinleft:
|
||
xalign -0.6 yalign 0.0
|
||
"Oh."
|
||
|
||
|
||
"I turn around to see Naser and Naomi approaching, food in hand."
|
||
|
||
N "I knew I’d find you here with the others, Anon!"
|
||
|
||
N "Shame they ran off, why do they do that?"
|
||
|
||
"Her shrill goody goody sugary voice is piercing through the chatter of the lunchroom, I don’t wanna reply if it means hearing more of her voice…"
|
||
|
||
N "Tell me, Anon! What were you and Fang talking about? I didn’t know you were friends!"
|
||
|
||
N "I wanna know about everything!"
|
||
|
||
"Oh help me, God. I just can’t catch a break."
|
||
|
||
"I just want to go home…"
|
||
|
||
"But there's still half a day to go…"
|
||
|
||
Nas "Hey Anon… you uh...seem kinda low energy, are you alright?"
|
||
|
||
"The Anon you are trying to reach is currently having an existential meltdown."
|
||
|
||
"Please leave your message after the scream."
|
||
|
||
N "Aaaww, he's just thrilled to make new friends!"
|
||
|
||
Nas "Yeah man, good on you. You’re quite the extrovert!"
|
||
|
||
"I’m mentally screaming, I swear I just want to get out and never come back."
|
||
|
||
Nas "Was that really my sibling you were hanging with?"
|
||
|
||
A "Fang and her friends, yeah. Strange group, I know."
|
||
|
||
N "I’ll say."
|
||
|
||
Nas "Sh-they’re not that bad once you get to know them."
|
||
|
||
A "Colorful folk, I know."
|
||
|
||
Nas "Uh...no...I mean -THEY-..."
|
||
|
||
A "Hm?"
|
||
|
||
Nas "Fang!"
|
||
|
||
A "Uh-huh… sure hope so. Seems I’m going to be her lab partner for the rest of the year."
|
||
|
||
Nas "Whoa."
|
||
|
||
"Naomi pauses for a second."
|
||
|
||
Nas "Honestly. They’re just going through a phase man."
|
||
|
||
A "That phase include rants about non-binarism?"
|
||
|
||
Nas "*sigh* Fang hit you with that too?"
|
||
|
||
N "What a great opportunity for real friendship Anon! I’m so happy for you!"
|
||
|
||
Nas "...?"
|
||
|
||
A "...?"
|
||
|
||
N "If there’s anything Fang needs in these trying times, it’s a new friend to talk to!"
|
||
|
||
A "Uuuuuh, I don’t know about that, you know how they is, right?"
|
||
|
||
N "I would love it if you tried! Naser would appreciate it!"
|
||
|
||
"Would he?"
|
||
|
||
Nas "Whoa, calm down, boo. That’s not how it works...and I don’t think…"
|
||
|
||
"The bell’s loud sound rings on our ears"
|
||
|
||
"A rush of relief and dopamine overcome me."
|
||
|
||
"I’m free."
|
||
|
||
Nas "Uhhh...we’ll talk later, Anon. I’ll have to keep my eye on you, though."
|
||
|
||
N "don’t worry, Naser. I know Anon is of good character!"
|
||
|
||
"What is she talking about?"
|
||
|
||
"You know what, it don’t matter. Nonathiss matters."
|
||
|
||
"Only useful thing I learned all day."
|
||
|
||
A "Uhhhh...I guess I’ll have to go now, see you around."
|
||
|
||
"Be a little nicer, Anon"
|
||
|
||
A "Ask if you need anything, I’ll help you out."
|
||
|
||
N "Oh I’ll hold you on that one! Just you wait, hahahahahah!"
|
||
|
||
"Nice. Now you’ll never get them off your back, now. Congratulations."
|
||
|
||
Nas "Hey, take it easy, man!"
|
||
|
||
N "Come Naser! We have a busy day today!"
|
||
|
||
N "Oh, sure."
|
||
scene black with fade
|
||
stop music
|
||
A "See ya."
|
||
|
||
"..."
|
||
|
||
scene black with fade
|
||
|
||
#jump StartOfChap3 - commented out 6/12/21 - confuses with new file consistency + in line with og script
|
||
jump chapter_3 |