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Star Wars Episode 4;
Destroy malevolence
Didn’t we just do that?
I’m assuming this is going to be focusing on the
aftermath of the
destruction
of the
malevolence
And the preceding unraveling of
general grievous’s
net work
[And several
acquaintances
probably
trying
to
break
him out,]
Anyway...
On with
It!
Quote;
“A Plan is only as good
as those
who see it out,”
Odd
I’ve
Stopped
giving much stock
into the
quotes
Consider
ing
the last one
had a relatively good
one
And
Is on the
lower
end
of
my
expectations
My criticism
of this
Is a
Short
Plans can be good
But
People flawed
The
narrator
sounds
a
bit
more
enthusiastic
Weirdly
drawn
out
pause
But
it
does
get
the
point
across
Allows
enough
time
“ Grievous
in
retreat,”
Honestly
Is
this
where
we’re
going
to
start
Like
no
disrespect-
(I have the
patience)
But are we honestly going to spend the whole entire time watching Obi-Wan fuck up catching Grievous?
That would work
with the theme
of Jedi Masters
They make it seem a lot less
stupid
[Recap
Also
I really like the movement on the
ship
Much
more
real
istic
Continuing to
Hold on it
not so much
This is like
someone
continuously
kicking
someone
when they’re
already
down
Or like a fire
After a while
it just gets sort of
boring
Or worrying
And you realize they could just
take them
into custody
Or that the fire is starting to
envelope
nearby
forest
With
everyone
having
a bucket of
water
Obi wan, why
Do
you
torment
so?
He can’t even
die
If so;
He’d
be dead
I love how
Plo Koon
and
him
are
just
watching
the
shit
show
like
“Bitch”
You know they could both take
him
But are just that dedicated to being
sandry old man
“Commander, how much damage to the
enemy ship?”
Have they suffered
enough?
Also, geez dude’s been demoted it to
commander
I mean I know he’s just
Comms Guy
But geez.
(He probably
deserved it)
Oh no,
Random
dude
On
The
ground
Why?
“ She’s lost primary
shields and stabilizers,”
So shooting at it is doing
minimal damage
“ It can take all the fire
our cannons
can manage,”
Okay,
time to get you two
down there
“ we must
summon
reinforcements,”
Plo is slowly becoming that we
“need reinforcements”
guy
Like
he can’t do anything
by himself
(Except
for last
episode)
“ That’s why
I’m here
Master Plo,”
That’s not the right
tone
And.....
I was kind of hoping we’d get a
Master Plo and
Obi-Wan episode
This time
around
Never mind the fact that
Anakin can’t take on grievous
“ what are you able to contact
Master
(Liam Niara)
(That’s how voice text spells it)
(I have no idea)
“ Yes, master,”
That’s better
“She’s busy with a bunch of separatist
reinforcement’s nearby,”
Bit too much
eye movement
but otherwise
good
“ she won’t
be able to give us support till she’s turn
ing them away,”
Meanwhile
you’ve already pretty much
kill ed
him
Guess
just
play
poker?
Then
we’ll have to do with what we have
Oh now with the teenager around you’re so brave
How’s
that going to help?
Burning
On fire
Really,
no
mercy
Poor
droid
jerking
around
Ex
ploding
Perfect balance of kar
mic
pay
back
“We’ve
lost
our
primary
weapon,”
Shit
just
continues
to
get
worse
and
worse
General
grievous
is
just
there
with his hands
in his head
Not
looking
too
great
“ The hyper drive is dis
-abled,”
It’s been disabled since last episode but good
repeating
Good
to
re-iterate
“Argh,”
“ General
general,”
The
forward
engines
are
shutting
down
“ im
poss
ible,”
Dude,
look
around
That’s
pretty
-
heavy
denial
You
should
just
sur
-render
More
Sho
-oting
This
is
going
to
be
a
sl
-ow
ep
i
sode
Ahsoka
Managing
systems
A not
bad role
for her
Certain-
“ Admiral
Status-
Re
port,”
Shit’s
fucked
once
again
They’re
hyperdrive
must
��be
damaged
What
you
didn’t
figure
out
the
first
time
will
Obi
won
must’ve
checked
Compulsively
For the
170th time
in the last
hour
“This
our
chance”
It wasn’t a few seconds ago?
“all
ships
target
the
bridge
maximum
fire
power,”
Dude,
what
do
you
think
that’ll
do
Grievous
is
made
out
of
pure
titanium
It’s
like..
a
slightly
long
fall
for
him..
Generals..
really
don’t
wanna
deal
with
Grievous’s
shit
today
Episode is
22:40
Long
Left
All
they’re
doing
is
shooting
at
him
Grievous
Called
Dooku
“Dad
I
crashed
the
car,”
Sustained
advanced
damage
“ I know,”
Just
dead
panned
“ I have
arranged
a
trap,”
Oohh!
Interesting
But
Also
completely
bullshit
Guess
this
is
his
punishment
Being
used
as
bait
“To
give
you
an
advantage
over
the
Jedi,”
“ I
assure
you,”
Please
no
You’re not compound
your failure
this day,”
Ah, there’s
the chewing out
I was looking for
Perfect
Continue
“ war
ship
to
fall,”
Oh so it wasn’t going to be a - get them sent to prison- thing
So
how are you planning to
unfuck
the situation
Cause
this looks pretty bad
They will never catch me or this ship
Bless him
he’s trying
The expression just says
‘I have no idea
how’
Like
He
knows
what’s
expected
of
him
but
has
no
idea
How?!
Heading
towards
you
is
a
very
important
galactic
senat
or,”
In the middle of a
war zone
Seriously
not
a
good
time
for
a
photo
op
“ With
her
as
a
hostage,”
“call
off
the
attack,”
Ok no one is calling off an
attack this important
for
a
senator
Nor
should
be
letting
her
get
captured
....
*Bowing
down*
*Assumed
authority*
Blue
It
looks
remarkably
better
this
episode
👍
Also
of
course
it’s
Padme
Amidala
Couldn’t
be
any
of
the
4000
other
senators
we
know
nothing
about
Really
getting
into
the
love
triangle
stuff
right
away,
aren’t
we?
Like
why
couldn’t
we
slow
burn
it
(I
know
she
was
in
the
movie)
But
I
wouldn’t
mind
“Are
you
sure
the
infor
mation
from
the
chan
cellor
Palpatine
is
reliable?”
Fore
shadowing!
Good
job
authors
you
get
a
cookie
“ it was secretly given to him
by the leader of the
Bank-he Clan,
himself!”
Okay
Amidala’s
tone
kinda
works
Could
use
a
little
more
monotone
but
it
works
I gave Anakin like
three
tries
so
I’m
not
gonna
be
too
harsh
There
is
still
time
for
the
minimal
improve
ment
it
needs
“ if they
leave
the
separatist
alliance
it
will
go
along
way
to
shortening
this
war,”
Er-
Okay
it
makes
sense
for
her
character
She’s sup
posed
to be
around
the same
age
as
Anakin
“Beep,
Beep,”
“ We’re
approaching
the
system
now,”
“Oh
shit,”
Crud
“ my
goodness,”
Best
Droid
“This
isn’t
right,”
Then
Move!
That’s
a
droid
warship
“We’re
in
the
middle
of
a
battle!”
Hey,
that’s
a
smart
character
Hyper drive out of there
“ we’re scanning
a small ship off
our bow,”
Get out of
there
“ Good,”
Yeah, how are you going to get
her?
Seeing as how like a million warships are belting
your bow?
I know those must be like
raindrops to him
But
come on
Don’t
go
into
the
burn
-ing
wreckage
And
towards
enemy
fire
Then
again
she
was
probably
heading
towards
the
Jedi
ship
So
(as
a
civilian)
that
makes
sense
“Master
I’m
picking
up
a
signal
near
the
enemy
vessel,”
Tone
Enemy
reinforcements
That’s-
A
Good
Call
Respectively
“ it looks like-”
“A Naboo ship”
“Gunners
stand
day,”
Hey
everyone’s
competent
today!
(Not
that
there’s
anything
wrong
with
enablers
being
stupid)
This
just
requires
more
brain
power
“ what
in
Blazers
are
they
doing
out
here?”
A valid
response
But
weren’t
they
the
ones
that
pledged
transport
ships?
Like
oh
yeah
stupid going out into a war zone
But
not
completely
out of the question
“ Ahsoka
contact
that ship,”
Bit
too
much
energy
But
still
resp
ect
able
Literally
coming
from
fiery
hell
Identify
yourself
“Padme
what
are
you
doing
out
here,”
Cringe
That line sounds like boomer.
What boomers think high school
jocks sound like
And we’re like no
“ I
was
sent
on
a
special
mission,”
Good
job
Writers
The
‘Bang he
Klan
Wanted
to negotiate
a treaty
Good
reason
“Get
out
of
there,”
Too
Force
ful
Better
Idea;
Have
Obi-Wan
try
to
calmly
explain
the
situation
to
her
Possibly
distracting
her for
general
grievous
to
kidnap
“ Activate
the
tractor
beam,”
Damn
we’re
going
back
to old old sci
Fi- with tractor beams and
shit
I was expecting like a hook and chain,
a harpoon
Was not expecting
that
That
made
me
laugh
WTF
Tell
them
some
nonsense
is
going
on!
“i’m
afraid
it’s
much
worse
than
that,”
Gunners
Do
Something?!
it’s a beam; it can be broken
“ Padme what’s happening?”
A go- decent response
“ i’m
being
pulled
inside
the
droid
cruiser
by
a
tractor
beam,”
Good
Commun
ication
Whelp,
Done
So
at
22: 40
Rest
of
the
episode
is
hostage
situ
ation?
Inter
es
ting
Much
Better
Than
Just
Shooting
at
it
for
an
hour
“I will not be made a separatist bargaining
chip,”
Initiative
Though
Less
Emo
-tion
Should
be
recited
like
something
she
had
to
read
off
a
paper
Guessing I’m not Padme I’m Padme’s
handmaiden thing only works
once
Continue
your
attack
You
must
continue-
I hope
she get some
actual action
Nothing too intense
because she’s still a kid
But like a surprise attack on
General grievous
Destroy
this
monstrous
ship
That’s
kind
of
like-
How-
I saw the next frame
Wtf-
WTF
HIS FACE JUST-
CON-torts
You are not Romeo and Juliet
movie
You are two kids reinacting Romeo and Juliet
clumsy
Get it right
“Admiral,
order
our
ships
to
stop
firing,”
No
one’s
gonna
stop
this
No
one‘s
gonna
comment...
Okay....
Obi-Wan
And
Plo
Koon
are
just
gone
Left
when
Anakin
started
acting
unchild like
Never
mind
still
there
Nothing
suspicious
*Rubs
beard*
Whelp
It
does
not
look
safe
out
there
my
lady
Screw
with
the
tractor
beam
and
leave
No
one
can
stop
you
Droid
Related
“I
see
now
this
whole
thing
was
a
trap,”
The
Bang’he
Clan
Works
With
The-
I
can’t
even
make
that
joke
because
the
bang’he
clan
are
working
with
the
separatists
Good
writers
you
out
joked
me
“ we
walked
right
into
it,”
Pressing
buttons
isn’t
going
to
help
lady
Sir
the
republic
cruisers
have
halted
their
attack
Bit
too
much
emotion
for
a
droid
but
it
works
“Jedi
are
so
predictable,”
Hit
him
with
a
gun
Get
the
repair
team
up
here
“ i’m
going
down
to
the
main
hanger,”
The arm motion was a little weird...
for ‘I’m going down to the main
hanger’
Street
Railways?
Are we
getting *tour
the inside of the
ship??
Nice
This
ship
must
be
returned
to
Count
Dooku
intact
Nice
little
interaction
Rail
ways
There’s
no
room
for
failure
Hard
Moral
One
on
fast
speed
ing
train
Moves
over
to
another
pad
Don’t
think
that’s
gonna
help
“Come
on
I’ve
over
loaded
the
power
system,”
THAT’S
actually
really
clever
Good
job
whoever
gave
that
order
General
grievous
goes
boom
Fighter
door
opens
Find
a
Fighter
And
fly
out
* Anakin
walks
away*
You know this would be a good idea if Obi-Wan had ordered him to do so when feeling the emotion of ‘love’, miscommunicating the concept of love, and didn’t realize that’s what he was doing - what clues him
in
“ where do you think you’re going,”
“ someone’s got to save
her,”
Still too much emotion
“I thought you might say
that,”
Did you give him that, did you give him an
order relevant to that?
There he goes
again
Yeah
Someone
should
really
check
up
on
that
Or
get
Obi-Wan
to
lay off
the
suicidal
orders
“Craving
adventures
and
excitement,”
No,
orders
“ You
get
used
to
it”
Could
be
just
a
response
But
too
much
reaction
And
Person
ality
Oh,
Shit’s
On
Fire
“Come on 3PO hurry,”
Flaming wreck lady
“not sure this is such a good
idea,”
Neither
is
being
held
captive
You’re made of like solid gold
Timing
[also the announce in the background
like a train station - just cracks me up]
Time to get blown up
“ Mind the gap”
“Mind the gap”
Haha
You
two
come
with
me
Command
That droid’s-
No, wait-
It’s Amidala
And C3PO
He’s trying to
help
Looks
Inside
Beeping
Timer
Look
like
the
engine-
Are
Set
To -
Timing
“Destroy
themselves,”
He
really
needed
them
to
say
that
Get
out
of
my
way
“Ow,”
You
don’t
want
to
die
That’s
just
rude
So
is
death
You
should
get
out
of
there
He’s
going
to
come
back
around
Geez
Fire squad
is a train
wreck
They’re
Trying
Crud
if this gets back to
Skywalker
and
he
thinks
she’s
dead
After
That
Speech
Who knows what toxic morals of love
Obi-Wan taught him
could activate
This could
become
a train
wreck
Ahhh!
It got
worse
Seriously
who made the droids that have to
with
stand
high
water pressure
Light weights
Oof
Even high water pressure
cannot kill him
Even running away
cannot save him
Wonder
what that attack
would’ve done
Sound the alarm
“We have stowaways,”
Or...
She was never on that
ship
Seriously
no one besides the republic
saw her
I’d go with “she isn’t on board,”
Run
Back
to the
republic ships
Who are doing
nothing
while grievous rebuilds
Like,
The medical station is
right there
You might want to get back
on moving
them
Just Saying
“ i’ve trusted you already formulated a brilliant
plan to
rescue
the
Senator,”
“ as a matter of fact
I have,”
Umm,
Weird
How to
Code
that
“ what do you have a Plan B
Every
good plan has a back up,”
Stop
forcing his
dependence on you
“ I don’t
have a back up
yet,”
Too
much
emotion
Really
Questioning
Not really
helping his
self-esteem
Really
“ we’ll sneak behind them and dock at the emergency air
lock,”
So I’m guessing this is going to set up
Padme
going
there
“ That’s
your
plan?”
Discouraging
“Fly
land,”
That’s literally what all maneuvers
rely on
Also
it
sounds
like
something
out
of
a
fairy
book
Which
might
explain
Anakin
toxic
behavior
“ Walk
in
the
door,”
“Basically,”
Too
much
emotion
“Oh
Brilliant,”
Dick
Firey
Wreck
“ Might I suggest we keep
moving?”
Bit
Loud
There
It
“ I think
I hear
battle droids
approaching,”
Talking
is
not
helping
“But
we also need to contact
the fleet,”
Getting out is the prerogative
They don’t know where you are
And you can’t stay in a constant
location
If I can just keep this
com panel working
Ahhh!
Well
just
disappeared
“The Damage to the hyper drive
was not as bad as
we first
thought,”
How?!
It’s been
damaged
for about
two episodes
Also, Good for
Her
“ We’ll be able to get underway again shortly,”
With this
mess of a ship
Hyperdrive would send half of it flying
It’s barely holding together by a
string
You’re
screwed
I must inform count
Dooku
Seems
oddly
suspic.
Continue the search
Find the
stowaway
How does
that change anything
in Amidala’s eyes
Getting
to know the boss
isn’t worth it
Just be more careful
Roger, roger
Commander
Intimidating
*Spark*
Oh
She
Was
In
A
Cabinet
Thought
she
made
it
in
C3PO
Looks
creepy
in
one
frame
Shit’s
Constantly
on
fire
“If they spot us
we’ll be pulverized,”
With what guns??
You’ve been doing all the hitting
this entire time
They’ve been sitting
Geese
“They’re
too
busy repairing the ship,”
Thank you
[also Obi-Wan
complainers rules]
“ They
don’t
have
time
to
notice
us,”
Cocky
Subtlety
has
never
been
one
of
your
strong
points
Anakin
Neither
Yours
Person
who
orders
him!
“ Everything
I
know
I
learned
from
you
master,”
Point
Yes
Attitude?
No
Oh
if
only
that
was
true
Should
Be
Might
be
a
side
jab
at
how
he
took
orders
from
the
Chancellor
There
we
go
Only
Obi-Wan
was
worried
“Didn’t
You
Hear
It,”
Your
circuits
are
loose
Or
maybe
you’ve
lost
your
hearing
From
the
impact
“ No
one’s
crazy
enough
to
do
that,”
Cut
“Anakin”
Perfect
“You’re
Crazy,”
You
groomed
him
this
way
“ spinning
is
not
flying”
“But
it’s
a
good
trick,”
Too
much
emotion
Do
not
want
to
be
spotted
Good
job
You’re
standing
more
in
the
doorway
than
he
is
“I knew it it’s them,”
That droid
is just having a day
Aww
But his
friend came down
to check
with him
That’s adorable
Oh no
They’re backing off
peacefully
ASSHOLES!
Obi-wan
specifically
You stay here
R2
Again
why did you bring him
Another
bold strategy by -
Say Skywalker
‘Skywalker’
Ordered
“I presume,”
No, Obi-Wan’s
When it’s not Palpatine’s
“That’s my master”
Children
don’t
show
preference
for
handlers
“ once they rescue the Senator we will need to reinforcement to finish off the enemy
Sounds nonsense
but OK
Dude
really
Likes
enforcement’s
“ i’m on my way,”
“Master Plo”
“ We’re receiving a transmission,”
Padme
Weird distance to start a conversation at
Running for some reason
“ Master
we found the
senator,”
Good
“ We’re patching
Her through,”
Helpful...?
What
is
it
with
Skywalker
and
becoming
a
Barking
over-
animated
Puppet
Every
time
senator
Amidala
gets
involved
?
“Anakin
where
are
you,”
Better;
where
are
your
coordinates
“ On
lower
levels,”
Better
but
where
“I don’t
know,”
Give a better location
For how long
Problem with this whole plan
Give Landmarks
Get to the
rendezvous point
“Obi won and I are on board too,”
Better; get to the ship on level ____ on your ___ side
Optional; Closest landmark ____
We’ll meet you
there
What what are you doing?
Not the best point to
argue
Ahsoka, how can we get to the senator
Better how can we both get to the escape pad?
In case
we both get separated
Taking longer to coordinate
that complicated-
How long till they get separated?
Center of the ship
Half way between the two of you
Neither
Ahsoka gave neither
Bad instructions
“ we’re on our way
To a very unspecified point on not
specified level at a not specified
time
Let
the hijinks
commence
“ Did
you hear that
Padme?”
You’re on the same com
“ i’ll be there,”
Some-how
The question
to my answer was
22:40
When do the Hijinks begin?
Let’s
See
Marching
Intimidated
“we just detected
An unauthorized communication
Coming from within the
ship,”
Shouldn’t he be making a phone
call?
“ what did it
say?”
Interesting
Well
we don’t know
That’s how encoding works
We didn’t catch it in
time
Off
Droid
winces
Monitor
all internal
communications
Like they’ll do it again
I want
that senator
on this bridge
Good
luck with that
You haven’t
even
saw her
Rail-ways
Nice
Busy
Should be a cakewalk
Is Not a cakewalk
All the way up there
“I do not see her,”
Yeah, that’s the problem-
She’s here master
I sent it
Or you got the wrong port
(So you heard her voice
so she’s clearly somewhere on this ship)
He’s probably late again
But we do have company of another sort
Oh
She has a gun
And somehow none of that hits
her
And of course that gets the attention
I’m honestly glad they didn’t go with miscommunication
Causes
fake stand up
scenario
Even if this is
faux
Romeo and Juliet
Good job
Lots of
jumping
Look
Jedi
Good job
nice guy
No wait
That one
guy had
common sense
“I knew that was a bad idea,”
Mercy
That you didn’t show on the other
guys
Who
were far more hesitant
And you took out that
one guy
Who didn’t do
anything
Just wasn’t as vocal
Dicks
Jump
The peashooter
isn’t doing the job?
Jump
He tried
Power
Thrust
Ana
kin
“ There.
they
are!”
Bull
shit
No way
he saw those guys
On all those
Packages
Also
‘the i knew
It was
a bad
Idea
Guy
Got
New
Friends
“Fire!”
Fuck
The
bridge
is
out
“Jump
to me,”
Try
it
with
a
little
bit
more
disinterest
“ I’ll use the force”
Even she realizes it’s not that
intense
“ You have to trust me,”
Good Luck
OMG
It looks like
she just
falls
Also Obi-wan’s in the back
like
it’s none of my business
Like dude came on a rescue mission
And
has become completely useless
never helped
once
Complained
the whole way
there
Manages
“Got you,”
“ NICE
CATCH,”
Obi
-Wan from the sidelines
10/10
Hilarious
“ I’ll fetch the droid,”
What??
No
This
isn’t
cute
Disgusting
“Oh the things you do to get me alone,”
KIDS don’t-
Ack-
Please
no
more
smoopy-
nope
I’m
putting
it in
the
“bad”
corner
Till
it
stops
trying
to
ship
children
Bad
Movie
That’s
Not
Cute
Obi-wan
Sucks
Can’t
even
levitate
A
Droid
“Stop
me
please”
Poor
Droid
Blast
You’re
Weak
“ That’s
not
good”
Yeah
you’re
weak
“Anakin
I got
separated
from
your
droid,”
Thank
God
I’ll
take
care
of
it
Better
“ We’ll
meet
you
back
at
the
Twilight”?
“ I
overheard
grievous,”
Annnnnd
“ They’re hyper-drive
is nearly fixed,”
Soooo, He better get you back to the
ship so we can start blasting it with Cannon balls again?
“ i’m already headed in that direction,”
Soooooo, don’t do it, Obi-wan?
Or have Anakin and take the extremely important senator
And come back for you later?
“ i’ll make sure the
hyperdrive stays off line,”
By shooting it with more cannon-balls?
Ha ha Ha ha ha
We’ll see about that
What?!
Person who can do nothing!
Like seriously if they just go back to the ship-
That Jedi
“I’m getting you out of here,”
Good decisions
“I need you to help me find 3PO,”
How?
“ I know I know
he does,”
Padme’s
expression
“And
i’ll be there
soon,”
That’s
almost
adorable
Oh
like
that
‘Someone stop this contraption,”
Careful
Words
Yeet
There
We
Go
Into
those
boxes
“ I
suppose
I did ask for that,”
Ha-he
That got a small giggle
out of me
Stomping
Bait
Murderous
Intent
Get
Fucked
Obi
Wan
Really
rolling out all the stops
Hahaha
“ Hello there,”
[Took a pause.
a long break]
General Kenobi
“ kill him,”
Straight.
To.
The.
Point.
More in line with the characterization we’ve seen up so far, not that much for conversation
Dude’s
just rolling
There
went the others
Bowling
pins
they
are
Oh
grievous
has
a
gun
And
hiding behind the enemy
Thought
he sent
both those
guys flying
Apparently
I was wrong
Must’ve
Been
a
Third
Ha
Didn’t
Work
Yeet
That
poor
Droid...
Spark*
That
was
impressive
Nah
he
ran
around
things
It really set up your forces for a
brawl among
them selves
“Argh,”
Dude,
how
insecure
“ Guard
the
hyperdrive,”
Oh
yeah
he
did
shit
to
it
Also
sending
basic
level
mooks
to
deal
with
it
Shooting
Things
Again
how
did
Anakin
and
Padme
end
up
in
the
situation?
They
were
at
the
train
station
last
Now
they’re
at??
And
have
agroed
every
enemy
Who
should
be
focusing
on
Obi-Wan
because
That
was
their
last
order
Grievous
has
just
completely
ignored
Anakin
Hiding
You
aggroed
Them!
Why
are
you
calling
Obi
-Wan
“Come in
Obi-wan,”
Get
her
to
the shuttle
“ i’m afraid
grievous
is onto
us,”
“We
noticed,”
Hey
you guys Aggroed those guys completely on your own
don’t blame Grievous
for this
“Ack,”
Those
are
Tanks
You’re
peashooter
isn’t going
to
do
much
Also,
Anakin
shouldn’t
be
able
to
take
them
either
This
should
be
a
properly
terrifying
moment
“ We’ll
meet
you
back
on
the
twilight,”
Good
plan
“Obi-
Wan!”
Writers
don’t
screw
this
up
“Come
In,”
His
communicuff
clearly
got
damaged
What’s
wrong?!
They’re
jamming
all
communication
No again
it’s far more likely that his
communicuff
Got
Damaged
(Especially
with
Grievous
listening
in,”
Not everything is
jammed communi
cations
Yeet, yeet
Yeet
That
should
not
work
Those
are
tanks
Anakin
is
a
lightweight
His skill set is
unspecified
But
he shouldn’t be able to cut more than
butter with that knife
Light wieght
clankers
should
pose
a
challenge
Due
to
the
amount
of
energy
“That
might
buy
us
some
time
Unlikely
I
suppose
you
have
a
plan
Yeah,
Get
to
the
escape
pad
Follow
Me
...To
the
escape
pod
C3PO
I do believe
I’m lost
Seriously
you
haven’t
found
this
guy
Enemy
Territory
And
all
alone
You’re
a
service
droid
Probably
wouldn’t
notice
anything
“Ah,”
Dude, they’d probably just adopt
you into the clan
“ I surrender,”
Again I really want to see the C3PO and battle droids
conversation
(When not aware of the other side)
It’s
a projector...
R2 D2
“ you are a sight for
old eyes,”
A nice
interaction
“ Master
Anakin
sent
you
to
find
me,”
“ what
kept
you
then?”
He
does
have
a
point
Dude
got
thrown
off
the
train
about
an
hour
ago
R2′s
just been messing with him
“ follow me,”
“ The general
is demanding
a
status report,”
Oh some driod on droid
interactions
(without
the
general)
Nice
Is
the
hyperdrive
re-paired
Yet
From
there?
“ i’ll
give
him
the
good
news,”
This
isn’t
the
escape
pad
Did
you
take
a
wrong
detour?
Also
no
one
guarding
the
super
important
one
panel
repair
Just
Light weight
clankers
Also that’s not
good news
(Especially considering
it’s one panel)
Surprised
this goes
so well
Also;
now
there’s
tanks
Surprised you think that peashooter can do anything
ma’am
Like seriously
should’ve grabbed a bigger gun
The
droids
have
some
And
you can’t tell me
there
hasn’t been artillery
laying around
this
entire
time
Yeet
That almost-
Turned into murder
This is why not going to the escape pods
immediately
was
a
bad
idea
Again
this
should
be
a
stressful
fight
But turning your child soldier
Into an all powerful
can never lose
child soldier
Is bullshit
movie
Opened
Door
“Ever since I’ve known you
you’ve been playing
with droids,”
Ack
“I used to put them together,”
Alright...
Now I only take them
apart
Child soldiering...
It sucks
So,
where do we start
GETTING TO THE ESCAPE PAD!
Obi-Wan
supposed to be here
any minute!
With whole lot of
bullshit!
Move!
First we need to get one of these
droids so they don’t know we were here
No destroy the thing and
go
They’ll figure it out in like
five seconds
When they go to start the thing
up!
Running is a good
option
“I’m gonna
hot wire
this ship,”
How does
this make
anything
better?
He’s already down
and
in kicking position
Everyone’s waiting for Amidala
You’re not helping, good sir!
(In fact I’m pretty sure
you’d have to fix something
To make
it go,”
Secondly,
This is a
HUGE
-ass ship
As a reason it has an
electrical team
Squeezing two little
wires
Isn’t going to do
much
It requires continuous effort
to different parts of the ship
To make a dent
And I truly doubt
such
a large ship is going to have such a
non-complicated
Start-up
compared
to hotwiring
a car
Point being;
this shouldn’t work
Give
Grievous
a little surprise
Again
if it’s anything less
Then a
bomb
Dude isn’t
gonna have
much
trouble
And
this
is
a
waste
of
time
I’ll guess
I’ll clean up the droids
then
LITERally im
possible
That’s
a
tank!
You
carry
light
weaponry!
Back
to
the
fleet
Plo
Koon
Is
doing
nothing
Having
tea
and
cookies
with
Ahsoka
Our
ships
are
in
attack
position
So...
nothings
changed
“Master
Skywalker,”
No
one
else
either
“No,”
Deadpanned
“ The
droids
are
jamming
our
transmissions,”
(More
likely
reason
for
that
on
a
-damaged
ship)
But
Ergh-
“We need to give him more
time,”
Opinion!
“ i’m sure we can,”
I’ve been sitting on my ass-
[Plo’s
Head
Moves
-Railway]
We’re
back
here
again?
Obi-Wan
should
be
at
the
station
by
now
Everything
is
behind
him
Yeet
Yeet
Make it to the
Coms
center
Break
Some
Shit
Oof
Those
Poor
Droids
Good
Pa
rell
els
Splat!
Obi won
looking
back-and-forth
Obi-Wan
you
are
a
Jedi
master
this
shouldn’t
be
hard
Run
Tum
ble
I was fully planning on
him
stacking it
Roof
Also, Obiwan
Stop fecking
Around
Get to the
place
Woof
How
Did you
end up
falling over?
Ironically
Obi-Wan
shows
less
emotion
than
Anakin
* Slashing
the
train*
Okay...
what
did
I
do
Snarky
little
shit
Could
be
snarkier
“That
oughta
do it,”
Ana
-kin
Doing
Obi-wan’s
Job
Also
Oh
shit
is he
plugging
in
the
location
of
that
supposed
fight
with
master-
How’s the house cleaning going-
Im-
That dude made out of
-metal
He is
FIVE
times
your
bodyweight!
HOW?
Done?
You
MOVED
a
Tank??
HOW-
That’s-
What
ever
* Guys
coming
in*
Oh
yeah
that’s
a
door
I
guess
repairs
are
finished
Or
they went
on
lunch
break
Prepared
to charge
up the hyperdrive
Right on it
“Roger, Roger,”
-famous last words
Sparking
Driving
Are we
seriously
waiting
on
these
two
“Are
you
quite
sure
the
ship
is
in
that
direction?
He’s
basically
a
GPS
That
way
looks
potentially
dangerous
All
of
them
do
“Haz
ardous,”
Better
Example
beeping
irritatedly
“I know
the whole
place
is
dangerous,”
Thank you
R2-
D2
“ I
suggest
we
stay
here
and
let
master
Anakin
find
us,”
Bad
idea
A better idea than anyone in the ‘let’s meet up in an undisclosed location’ came up with
Good idea
3PO
Fecking
Irony
“Don’t
just
stand
there,”
See?
“Let’s
get
back
to
the
ship,”
Irony
Power
up
the
engines
R2
You know
Obi-Wan’s
likely going to screw up your shit
right
*obi-Wan
comes
around
the
corner,*
Dude you have shit to
screw up
Did you forget?
There shouldn’t be an
escape pod
for you
What
Hold the
ship
No, you didn’t do
anything...
Then again he could just
cannonball
it
How’s that-
Okay
Very light
bullshit
“ i’ll
contact
the
fleet,”
It’s
the
most
you’ve
done
this
entire
time
Focus
On
The
chair
Do
cking
Clamp
There
We
Go
Off
We
Go
It’s
still
Burning
Grievous
Off
Why?
He doesn’t know
Obi-Wan’s off
the ship
Last
saw
him
on
the
train...
(Not
followed
up
on
directly)
Flighters,
Where
I thought they all got
destroyed?!
All batteries
open fire
Again
Plo Koon does not give a shit
who dies
(Until sitting on his ass gets
too
boring)
Also
this isn’t his fleet
They shouldn’t listen to
him
(Especially after he got his last one
killed)
More
Shooting at the
burning
wreck
Turb
ulence
And
Obi-Wan
still
didn’t
do
his
job
Guns
You can
shoot back
at any time
“ I wa-”
Obi-wan
being
completely
useless
Anakin
having
too
much
emotion
“I
got
it,”
Shoo
ting
stuff
Somehow
doesn’t
go
down
immediately
Hit
“ She
seems
to know
her way
around,”
Gross
Hit
Something
The
Hyper
Drive
-repaired
Also
Obi-Wan
didn’t
fuck
up
shit
Dis
appointed
Also
it
certainly
as
frick
isn’t
now
After
they’ve
been
shooting
Should we retreat
to
friendly
space?
If You can make there it with it in
one piece
(Which
was
the
qualifications)
Engage
the
hyperdrive
With
me
not
on
it
“Secret base
sector four,”
Interesting
“Prepare-”
Enthus
iastic
“Yes,
Sir,”
Fighters
still
chasing
Intense
“Nice
Shoot,”
Gross
“Beginners
luck,”
Beeping
“Pardin-”
“Hyperdrive
is
activating,”
Obi-Wan
“ Oh-shit
Caught in a
lie.”
“-what”
-They’re getting hit with cannonballs
Anakin what did you do
?!
(What Did
I
order you
to do?)
Coordinates
are
locked
“Hyperdrives
engaging,”
Shit’s
about
to
go-
Ar-
Sp-
arking
Glitzy
display
Base
“ I think
there’s
a
problem,”
“General
I think
there’s a problem with the
hyperdrive,”
Yeah
The ship got refired
upon
it’s probably
re broken
Seriously
“ I thought
the hyperdrive
was fixed,”
And then it got shot again...
The navigate computer is heading a straight into the
moon
What
??
Fools
reset the
Navi
computer
“Quick,”
Tech
Support
Dooku
Worst
time
to
call
(Don’t
think
it
could’ve
gone
more
sideways)
Also good job
Anakin
You crash landed them
on a planet
with significantly larger surface area
and resources
that they
can
use
to
re-build
Aka
you made things harder
than they needed to
be
Obi-Wan,
what are you
ordering
this kid
Narrowed
eyes
-No
reset
it
“General,”
Harsh
But I’m interested
in where this is going
Since
Grievous
has
had
a lot of
shit thrown at him
Doesn’t matter
which side of
enablers
he still enabling
But
I suppose
over involved
positivity
Would be
kind of a nice
change
for
him
Over
over involved
negativity
Speeds
off
“Trans
-mission
Has
been
cut,”
Intentionally
* also
smart
droid
“ We’re
Gonna
die
[Explosion]
How?!
Whelp
Obi-Wan has to have a sit down talk with Anakin.
about the ‘ Drive the
ship into the moon,’ order
Also I realized
(thanks to Obi-Wan)
they know nothing about what just
happened
Grievous
either
decided
to
just
end
it
or they’re all dead
Obi-Wan
Dick move
“ I imagine
you had
something
to do
with that,”
WTF- orders
“ all part of
the plan,”
Obi-Wan schooled
Anakin in
extraterrestrial terrorism
Cheering
at least the ion cannon
isn’t coming back
Nice shot
...So Destroy Malevolence
I have to say
I really like this episode
Despite the plot
stretched thin
There was a noticeable increase in the quality of
animation
The child characters were
good
The other characters were a lot more consistent
And a lot
smarter
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Okay so I had this fic idea based off of the Taylor Swift song Better Then Revenge.... but while Addison is trying to get “her boy back” she ends up in listing the help of some other boy aka Zed and lets just say it doesn’t go as planned?
Okay so this could’ve easily been like a 5k fic or something so I did my best to condense this idea into something shorter, yet still retaining the idea, so I hope you like it! Note: Human AU, Late College-Age.
“She stole him! That—That bi—“
“Wait, hold on, what exactly are you talking about? Who stole what?” Eliza asks as she finally puts down her tech magazine, giving Addison her full attention.
Addison Wells, her best friend since, well, forever, is currently pacing a hole into the floor, fuming as she goes around and around. Eliza was half-listening at first, but figured her full attention was needed at this point because Addison had been ranting for around five minutes now.
Addison stops and whips around, her white hair following her as she goes. “My boyfriend, Eliza, my boyfriend. You know, a little bit taller than me? Smiles really nice? Short hair? Said he would love me until the end of time?”
Eliza’s eyes grow to the size of saucers. “Wyatt broke up with you?”
Wyatt and Addison had been a thing for years.
During high school, every other weekend it was on and the others, off, but Wyatt—ever the charmer—had proclaimed his love for Addison during their high school graduation, and they had been steady for nearly three years now. Eliza never thought she’d see the day they broke up, but apparently the universe wanted to prove her wrong on this hot, sticky summer day.
Addison looks angrier than Eliza’s ever seen her, her cheeks flaming, her hair wild and frizzy, her eyes wet but holding so many emotions. “He broke up with me because she stole him from me.”
Eliza immediately knows who Addison is talking about her eyes narrow into slits. “That bi—“
“I know!” Addison’s quiet for a moment after that, all the anger slowly draining out of her as she chews on her bottom lip. “Eliza,” she says, her voice low, “he told me he loved her.”
Eliza thinks she’s going to kill Wyatt, and she doesn’t even care that she’s dating his sister. Or, she thinks Willa would go along with it, because after finding out what he did, she would want to kill him too. How dare he dump Addison and an actual relationship that was going somewhere for some two-timing—
“I don’t know what to do,” Addison admits, wiping at the corner of her eye, and Eliza stands up from her seat with enough force to startle her.
Addison looks over at her best friend and sees her on her phone, her fingers moving over the keyboard rapidly. Before she can question her, her phone is back in her pocket and she’s placing both her hands on Addison’s arms, giving her a mischievous smile.
“I know exactly what you can do. Trust me.”
X
“Someone called for the revenge master?”
Addison looks up from her coffee, seeing someone she least expected for Eliza’s grand plan.
You’ll love him, she had said with a wink, something knowing in her eyes, and Addison has no idea what she meant by that because Eliza’s friend has green hair.
He’s tall, extremely tall, with bright green hair, pale skin and a blindingly bright personality. He’s wearing a grey tee-shirt that hugs him a little too tight with black jeans, his phone sticking out of his back pocket.
He saunters over with a huge smile, and pulls out the chair across from her, taking a seat and leaning his arms on the table, holding out a hand. “Zed the Zombie, at your service. Revenge master, hardcore zombie and great kisser. You must be Addison.”
Addison takes his hand and shakes it briefly, before returning to holding her mug. She can’t help herself and finds herself asking before her brain can stop her.
“Great kisser?” She asks. He chuckles.
“I could show you sometime—“
“So,” she starts, shutting him down completely, “Eliza said you could help me get revenge on my ex?”
Zed doesn’t falter, nodding his head and leaning back in his chair, crossing his arms. Her eyes flicker towards the pull of his biceps, and of course his too-tight shirt isn’t doing her any favors, but she shuts those thoughts down before they go too far.
He was just her excuse to mess up some things for Wyatt, nothing more.
“Yup. How extreme do you want to go?”
She shrugs and takes a sip of her coffee, leaning back her chair. “Well we had been together for three years and then somebody we all know came along and put him under her spell.” Zed nods, taking in the information.
“And he’s—“
“He thinks he’s in love,” Addison deadpans, and Zed smirks across from her.
“Your boys got it bad.”
She looks down to her mug, watching as steam wafts from the top. “He’s not my boy anymore.”
Zed thinks for a moment, watching this beautiful girl in front of him get sadder by the second and for some reason, the thought tugs at his heart. For some reason, he feels like he has to put a stop to it, because someone as beautiful as her doesn’t deserve to be sad.
“Hey,” he says, reaching out for her hand, his fingers sliding over hers. She lifts her head and their eyes meet. Zed can’t help but smile. “Let’s make him regret that.”
X
“Did you see the expression on his face?” Addison whispers excitedly, grabbing his arm as they drop back down behind the bush, both of them sniggering at their handiwork.
“There’s no coming back from that,” Zed whispers, laughing as quietly as he can.
She leans into him, attempting to hide her laughs in his shoulder and he leans back, and somehow, someway, his lips brush skin.
They both freeze.
They can still hear Wyatt cursing from the parking lot, absolutely dismayed about his car, shouting and yelling words they’d rather not repeat. The night is warm, almost too warm (or maybe that’s just them) and they’re both stiff with sudden tension, which is just as heavy as the summer air around them.
Addison’s the first to move back, Zed reaching up and rubbing the back of his neck beside her, diverting his eyes to the green grass beneath them. “Uh,” he stutters, but she saves him from having to answer.
“I’m not looking for a—“
“Oh yeah! Yeah! I uh, I totally get that.” He says back, stumbling through his words.
Addison nods to herself. “Yeah,” she whispers, her voice nearly inaudible. “I’m not ready. I can’t let someone else break my heart.”
She almost misses Zed’s answer as she stands and wipes invisible dust from her shorts.
“Good thing I’m not a heartbreaker then.”
She wishes she hadn’t heard afterward.
It would make ignoring her growing feelings easier, because in the past few days she’s gotten to know him as they’ve planned one terrible thing after another for her ex, and she only feels closer.
He’s sweet and caring and always opens the door for her. He’s funny, too funny sometimes, and whenever their arms brush as they’re walking she swears she feels butterflies, which is something she never felt with Wyatt, not even once. He’s considerate. He orders for her whenever their planning runs late into the night and they stop at the closest coffee shop for inspiration and caffeine.
He texts her good morning and goodnight, heart emojis always trailing after. He’s extremely good looking, not that matters but of course, how could she not notice? And his heart, she swears his heart is golden. She swears she’s never meant anyone better or more extraordinary.
She worries she’s got it bad, as he stands and she watches him from a little ways away, and when he smiles at her, she smiles back.
(What she doesn’t know, is that he’s got it just as bad as her.)
X
They’re busy planning another revenge tactic and their ‘meeting’ runs late into the night.
It’s been about a week now and Wyatt had no suspicions but each surprise left him more livid than the last, to the immense joy of both Zed and Addison because, well, he deserved it.
Addison’s caught Zed staring multiple times throughout the night, and he’s caught her checking him out, and it’s been back and forth for hours, neither wanting to voice their feelings out loud.
Zed’s the first one to reach the breaking point.
Abruptly, he turns around, reaching for her arm. She gives him a questioning look but allows him to take her arm, his grip sliding down to her hand, and then his other hand is reaching up and cupping her cheek and Addison’s breath catches in her throat.
“I don’t usually do this on the job but I can’t wait any longer.”
He kisses her, slow at first, but deeper as one minute turns into two and then she’s kissing him back and she’s never felt so alive, kissing someone who refers to themselves as a zombie. Speaking of—
Addison breaks the kiss but keeps their close proximity, their foreheads pressing together.
“Before we kiss into oblivion,” she jokes in a whisper, “I have to know. Why Zed the Zombie?”
A smile stretches across his lips and he looks like he’s going to burst into laughter in a matter of seconds. “Because,” he whispers back, trying to be as serious as possible, “I’m deadicated to my job.”
“I cannot believe I just kissed you,” she says after her shock wears off and he’s finally able to stop laughing and he just shakes his head.
“Gets ‘em every time,” he says happily before leaning in close, “and you know you liked it.”
Addison’s lips curl into an identical smile, “Bring it on, zombie.”
Their lips meet in another kiss, and another after that one, and the rest of the night goes without a single hitch.
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SECOND CITADEL – THE HALLOWED HALLS OF HELICOID (PART TWO)
SOUND: RAIN. TRAIN ARRIVES, CREAKS TO A STOP. DOOR CLANKS OPEN.
CONDUCTOR:
Ah, good evening, Traveler. And welcome… to The Penumbra.
SOUND: DOOR CLANKS SHUT.
Take your seat, please, take your seat.
SOUND: TRAIN MOVING.
MUSIC: STARTS.
The junction lies ahead, so if you’ll allow me just a moment.
SOUND: TRAIN WHISTLE.
We are now approaching Fort Terminus.
SOUND: TRAIN BRAKES.
Our next stop?
The Hallowed Halls of Helicoid.
SOUND: DOOR CLANKS OPEN, RAIN.
ALL SOUNDS: FADE OUT.
***
BAILIFFS (MUFFLED):
(FADING IN)
Nothing over here, your Horror!
Nor here, your Circuitousness!
Most horrible Judge Helicoid, I’ve found the hu– ah, nevermind. That’s another bit of rug!
TALFRYN:
(QUIETLY)
He’s not leaving! Come on, Talfryn, you have to do something, think!
(DEEP BREATH)
Okay. Okay, okay. Uh, what would Sir Marc say? Uh… “C’mon, Tal, you’re afraid of one measly little house-sized snail? I could slay it with Dampierre’s eyes closed!”
Ohhhh, that’s not helping!
DAMIEN (MUFFLED):
(YELLS)
TALFRYN:
Oh no!
ANGELO (MUFFLED):
Sir Damien!
Release him from your bubbling grasp, slime-beast! If you’ve harmed my greatest friend and rival, I swear—
JUDGE (MUFFLED):
I’m not doing anything. Now, tell him to stop bellyaching, would you? He’s horribly close to my ear.
DAMIEN (MUFFLED):
(LAUGHS)
The tapestries! Saint Damien above, I’ve made sense of them! Ha-HA! At last, the world’s returned to order!
JUDGE (MUFFLED):
Your priorities are astonishing, human.
DAMIEN (MUFFLED):
You are a false prophet, snail! These tapestries show Sage Helicoid clearly, and he is a human! A very old man with a ceremonial helmet and a long, flowing cloak, carrying a spiral shield.
ANGELO (MUFFLED):
Hm. Where is that? I don’t see it.
TALFRYN:
(OVER THE BELOW)
Oh, it’s okay; Sir Damien’s okay. But I have to get out of here.
DAMIEN (MUFFLED):
(OVER THE ABOVE)
It’s… it’s right there, Sir Angelo, how can you not?
JUDGE (MUFFLED):
(OVER THE ABOVE)
That? Looks more like a snail to me.
TALFRYN:
(OVER THE BELOW)
Sir Marc would tell me to look at everything available to me.
DAMIEN (MUFFLED):
(OVER THE ABOVE)
It’s an old man!
ANGELO (MUFFLED):
(OVER THE ABOVE)
I could see it either way, to be honest.
TALFRYN:
(OVER THE BELOW)
So, I’ve got—
DAMIEN (MUFFLED):
(OVER THE ABOVE)
What?!
JUDGE (MUFFLED):
(OVER THE BELOW)
Well—
TALFRYN:
(OVER THE BELOW)
…my spear. And my armor is out there, and…
JUDGE (MUFFLED):
(OVER THE ABOVE)
—the snail’s foot is like a robe, you see.
ANGELO (MUFFLED):
(OVER THE ABOVE)
Oh, I like that!
TALFRYN:
(OVER THE BELOW)
—my pack, probably surrounded by little slimy things by now.
ANGELO (MUFFLED):
(OVER THE ABOVE)
And the ceremonial helm’s horns are his eye stalks! Very thick ones…
TALFRYN:
(OVER THE ABOVE)
(GROANS)
JUDGE (MUFFLED):
(OVER THE BELOW)
Mm, it takes all kinds, man, it takes all kinds.
TALFRYN:
(OVER THE ABOVE)
I’m so thirsty, I wish I didn’t leave my backflask…
BAILIFF (MUFFLED):
Your Horror! I’ve found him!
TALFRYN:
(GASPS)
JUDGE (MUFFLED):
> You are pointing at me, Bailiff.
BAILIFF (MUFFLED):
Is… is that not who we were lookin’ for, your Circuitousness?
JUDGE (MUFFLED):
(GROWLS)
The human! The human. Go and find him!
TALFRYN:
Okay. I’ve got… this wall! And… these pipes in the wall. And… beyond those, some thick glass-like stuff leading to… water.
We’re underwater. We’re under the Terminus, aren’t we? Oh no, oh no…!
SOUND: HEAVY SCRAPING.
BAILIFF (MUFFLED):
Your Horror! This time I’ve found him!
JUDGE (MUFFLED):
Bailiff, that is not a human! It is a wall! Don’t call me until you have found a human, because I am very busy!
(GRUMBLES)
It’s clearly a snail!
DAMIEN (MUFFLED):
The tapestries show an old man!
ANGELO (MUFFLED):
I agree with you on that point, Sir Damien. They show—
BAILIFF (MUFFLED):
(OVER THE BELOW)
I’ll just check on my own, then.
ANGELO (MUFFLED):
(OVER THE ABOVE)
—both a snail and a man! It is one of those optical delusions.
SOUND: GRUNTS, SCRAPING.
JUDGE (MUFFLED):
Illusions.
ANGELO (MUFFLED):
Thank you! It’s one of those illusions delusions.
TALFRYN:
Spear, gotta get my spear, gotta get my—
BAILIFF:
Bailiffs! Bailiffs! This wall is talking!
TALFRYN:
Oh no!
BAILIFF:
And now it’s saying “oh no!” And—
(GASPS)
The human!
TAL:
(YELLS)
SOUND: SQUELCH.
BAILIFF:
And now it’s got a pointy stick goes right through my belly.
SOUND: RUSTLING.
TALFRYN:
Give my spear back!
BAILIFF:
No! You give it to me!
SOUND: GRUNTS.
BAILIFFS (MUFFLED):
(OVERLAPPING)
What’s that?
A human? Disgusting!
Ooh, that looks fun!
Beat him, Bailiff! Beat him!
JUDGE (DISTANT):
Hmmm? What’s that, now?
BAILIFF:
I said let go!
(GRUNTS)
TALFRYN:
No! You let go!
(GRUNTS)
SOUND: BREAKING GLASS. BUBBLING WATER.
BAILIFF:
Now look what you did! Your silly stick’s stuck a hole in the… wall.
Uh-oh.
SOUND: WATER SPRAYS.
BAILIFFS:
(OVERLAPPING, OVER THE BELOW)
What’s that?
Oh no!
I don’t know how to swim!
(YELLS)
JUDGE:
(OVER THE ABOVE)
Bailiffs! I say, my bailiffs are being washed away!
ANGELO (MUFFLED):
You’ve flushed them, Talfryn! Genius! The door is clear, now; you can run back up to the surface and get the salt!
TALFRYN:
(PANTING)
Okay. Now I just have to… take care of the big one. And—
ANGELO (MUFFLED):
And then you slay this evil snail!
TALFRYN:
Yeah. That.
(GULPS)
DAMIEN (MUFFLED):
Where is he? What is he doing?!
ANGELO (MUFFLED):
Perhaps he’s… not convinced by the salt?
DAMIEN (MUFFLED):
He had better be. With all respect for the tracking profession, Talfryn, a great, great many authorities before you have agreed that salt kills snails. And at the moment I’d rather trust centuries of wisdom over one reluctant tracker!
ANGELO (MUFFLED):
Talfryn, please! Strength in unity! A knight must prize all voices!
JUDGE (MUFFLED):
I have grown rather tired of all these voices myself.
(DEEP BREATH)
SOUND: BUBBLES.
ANGELO (MUFFLED):
Oh! Ooooh! Now what is that– oh! That strange feeling?
DAMIEN (MUFFLED):
Suction, Sir Angelo! The slime is sucking us in!
ANGELO (MUFFLED):
Wh– whoa– whoaaaaaaa!
DAMIEN (MUFFLED):
Taaaaaaalfryyyyyn!
SOUND: SCHLORP.
JUDGE:
Yes, ye– hmm, well! I think that’s more like it.
(CHUCKLES)
TALFRYN:
(PANTING)
JUDGE:
Well now, well now – without your rapscallion friends to lead the way, you aren’t nearly so bold, are you? I should say not, ha hem, hm, ha, not at all. But… mmmm.
It is my profession to lead ways, you know. To give guidance – excuse me, rather, to communicate guidance from the uuuUUuUuniverse – in situations where individuals cannot sort it for themselves. Hmm? I can speak to a power greater than us. Ask it where your place is. And then, all you need to do is: follow. Do as I tell you, and then it will be all over. So. What say you?
TALFRYN:
(WHISPERING)
If I run for the door, he’ll get me. If I don’t run, he’ll get them.
JUDGE:
I should warn you that your friends will drown if you wait much longer.
TALFRYN:
(CALLING)
Alright! Alright, I’m… coming out.
JUDGE:
(CHUCKLES)
And you won’t try anything tricky now, mmm?
TALFRYN:
N– never!
JUDGE:
That’s a good lad. Come out, I say. Come out!
TALFRYN:
Three, two, one!
SOUND: SCRAPE, RUNNING FOOTSTEPS, PANTING.
JUDGE:
Haaa ha-ha! I knew you would run!
(SNORTS, SPITS)
The door is blocked, and you are trapped, you small-minded, unimpressive, dry—
Oh, well, you didn’t run for the door, did you?
TALFRYN:
N-nope! I ran for this! My backflask!
SOUND: WATER SPRAYING.
JUDGE:
(YELPING)
TALFRYN:
Ha! I knew it! Fresh water will… uh-oh!
JUDGE:
(BIG SNORT, SPITS)
TALFRYN:
Wuh!
SOUND: SPRAYING WATER.
JUDGE:
(YELLS)
TALFRYN:
No more spitballs, or I’ll keep spraying!
JUDGE:
Curse you! My divine face, I say, my divine face has been swollen!
TALFRYN:
And I’m sorry I did that. But you have to let my friends breathe, or else… or else I’ll swell it up even more! And you won’t like it!
JUDGE:
(GROWLS, STRAINING)
SOUND: BUBBLING. GASPS.
DAMIEN:
(PANTING)
The snail’s skin… is shifting! I can breathe!
ANGELO:
(STRAINING)
Keep at it, Talfryn! Now you just have to get the salt!
TALFRYN:
Salt won’t work. We already tried it.
ANGELO:
Well, have we perhaps tried more salt?
TALFRYN:
We did! All that water that flooded in here was seawater from the Terminus! But the Judge here didn’t bat an eye-stalk!
Because you’re not a land snail at all! You’re a sea slug! And now you have to let my friends go, because—
JUDGE:
(BIG GASP)
I beg your pardon! Slander! Slander, I say! Everyone knows that the mighty Judge Helicoid is a snail. Why else would I live in this great big shell?
ANGELO:
It looked more like a tower to me.
JUDGE:
And—! Water, harming a sea creature! How preposterous!
(LAUGHS)
TALFRYN:
Not just any water! Fresh water! Because basically! It’s called osmosis! Your internal fluids are really heavily saltwater, uh, that’s, so all the water doesn’t rush out of you in the ocean, ‘cause it kind of tries to balance… but anyway, your skin just sort of lets water in and out whenever it wants, so the water on the outside filters into your skin really fast to try and dilute the salty—
JUDGE:
Flim-flam! Tommyrot! Stuff and nonsense! Also, I didn’t understand a word of it.
DAMIEN:
Genius, Talfryn! What incredible reasoning! Your mind has won the day.
TALFRYN:
Oh! Thank you!
DAMIEN:
And more importantly, you’ve proved once and for all that Sage Helicoid is not a snail!
JUDGE:
Fine, then. I’m a slug. And those pictures on the tapestries are all of a slug! Me! Judge Helicoid!
ANGELO:
Mmm, no, I’m afraid there we disagree, slug. That is definitely either a snail, or an old man.
DAMIEN:
It is just an old man!
JUDGE:
Well then, how do you account for the strange protrusions on his shield?
TALFRYN:
Stop!
SOUND: WATER SPRAYS.
JUDGE:
Ooooh! What was that for?
TALFRYN:
Stop pretending to be our friend and distracting us and listen to me! I told you to let them go!
JUDGE:
After this conversation.
TALFRYN:
No! Right now, because this is what you do! You lie, and brag, and put on a big show to distract us, and then you get us when we aren’t ready! That’s why you’ve let Sir Angelo talk to me this whole time…
ANGELO:
Because he respected me as an unlicensed educator!
TALFRYN:
…so you could always tell what I was going to do next!
ANGELO:
Oh.
DAMIEN:
He’s not a sage. He isn’t even a snail! He’s just a performer.
(SPITS)
A second-rate performer!
JUDGE:
(GASPS)
Second rate! How dare you—
SOUND: WATER SPRAYS.
(GASPS)
Oh, uh, please, uh, don’t spray me… with that, again, alright, h-here you go.
(STRAINING)
SOUND: BUBBLING. TWO POPS, THUDS.
TALFRYN:
There. You guys are free. Now we’ve just got to see what he knows and leave.
JUDGE:
Ha! If you think it will be that easy to—
SOUND: WATER SPRAYS.
(YELLS, SPLUTTERS)
I think you’ve grown a bit too attached to that spraying-device.
TALFRYN:
Who are you? First you’re pretending to be this Spiral Sage guy, then a snail? What’s all this for?
JUDGE:
Do you perhaps mean, ‘why would I impersonate a long-dead snail of near-infinite power who all monsters listen to without question?’
Because it seems to me that answer is clear, hm hm.
DAMIEN:
Human.
JUDGE:
Snail.
DAMIEN:
Human!
TALFRYN:
That’s not all! You said you had orders to guard this gate. Who gave you orders?
JUDGE:
I told you, the uuuUUUuUuniverse—
SOUND: WATER SPRAYS.
(YELPS)
Fine, fine! The Senate. The Senate placed me here!
TALFRYN:
The monsters have… a Senate? Like the First Citadel?
DAMIEN:
That’s impossible! Monsters organizing, conducting a society like– like humans? Blasphemy!
JUDGE:
We speak, do we not? We think. We argue. And if we are to ensure our freedoms are protected, we must have a means of enforcing them. So, we vote. Some monsters choose to cluster in families or societies; there is a tree west of here, filled with ten thousand chipmooks, who all must unanimously agree on one vote. Then, there are the solitary beasts, like that… ugh, lizard and his house. Not that he’s voted in decades, the six-limbed scoundrel.
DAMIEN:
A lizard? A six-limbed lizard?
ANGELO:
Now, Sir Damien, let’s not get too excited right away. He could have four legs. Or six legs. Or five arms and no legs, if a snake’s tail is a form of leg, or—
JUDGE:
Four arms, two legs.
ANGELO:
Begads, that’s just the lizard we’re after!
DAMIEN:
Do you know where the fiend is? Sly slug, tell us immediately!
JUDGE:
Somewhere in this building, if he isn’t dead already.
DAMIEN:
If he isn’t– what did you say?
JUDGE:
He’s been found guilty of treason and sentenced to this fortress, from whence they’re likely to throw him over the edge of the world.
DAMIEN:
Thrown over the edge… he is a monster, but… oh Saints, how grisly…
TALFRYN:
Was there a woman with him? A human woman?
JUDGE:
Not with him, but…
(GAGS)
A situation too disgusting to speak of. Her trial concludes with the dawn. She’s in our holding-cells at present, along with that pugnacious friend of hers.
ANGELO:
I knew Sir Caroline would save her!
DAMIEN:
Thrown over the edge of the world… down the Terminus falls… down and down and…
JUDGE:
But all is not lost, gentlemen; I say, it is not too late for you to have your woman and your lizard.
ANGELO:
Slay the lizard, actually.
JUDGE:
Yes, well, perhaps do that before you get her, for, uh… blugh, good… reasons. You will find the monster in this very fortress, deep beneath the Terminus. You will find the woman back beneath my courthouse, where she is held.
TALFRYN:
You’re being really cooperative suddenly.
JUDGE:
Well, my boy, what else can I do? If I am indirect, I get the spray; if I lie, it’s the spray once more. And if I avoid the spray, well, perhaps that’s because… I would… like to survive this. I’m… well, I daresay I’m quite afraid for my life at this moment.
DAMIEN:
He lies as all monsters do, Talfryn. Slay him.
TALFRYN:
But—
ANGELO:
I’m afraid I agree with Sir Damien, my pupil. A call for mercy is to be respected, but when its caller has proven so unrepentant…
TALFRYN:
I… I…
DAMIEN:
For your Citadel. This is what it means to be a knight.
ANGELO:
It is not easy, my young friend. But it grows easier with time.
TALFRYN:
(QUIETLY)
I don’t want it to get easier.
JUDGE:
What was that?
TALFRYN:
I said…
You told us the truth about Rilla and the lizard? You swear?
JUDGE:
I have too much at stake to lie, my boy. Far too much.
TALFRYN:
Then go. Leave!
DAMIEN:
Talfryn!
ANGELO:
Do not act rashly now, my pupil; the monster is—
TALFRYN:
My monster! I beat him! I saved you! So I get to decide!
And you can’t pretend to be the Judge anymore, okay, slug! You have to go back into the Terminus, or wherever you came from. And you just have to be a big slug again. A big slug who doesn’t hurt anybody! Okay?
JUDGE:
Of course. I cannot thank you more, my boy. I will chart my own course now.
TALFRYN:
You’d better, or someone will come back with even more fresh water. Seriously!
JUDGE:
Thank you, thank you! I say one thousand times thank you.
SOUND: HEAVY CREAKING, SQUELCHES. CLANK.
Gentlemen.
DAMIEN & ANGELO:
(GRUNT)
SOUND: CLANKS & CREAKS, THUD, CLANKS.
TALFRYN:
(SIGHS)
It’s over.
DAMIEN:
Indeed. Failure, too, is an ending.
ANGELO:
I- do hope your instincts prove true, Talfryn. We have let monsters go in recent days, but this… seems riskier.
TALFRYN:
Well… if we had just killed him to start like you guys wanted, we never would have learned that Rilla and the lizard-monster are already here! We’d just be walking back into the swamp and we’d never find Rilla at all.
SOUND: SQUISHES.
DAMIEN:
That noise… Does anyone else hear that?
TALFRYN:
So, yeah! Maybe I can do this! Maybe I can be a-a new kind of knight—
SOUND: BUBBLING.
—one who doesn’t kill monsters, who only hunts for food or to protect the jungle, and—
JUDGE:
Protect yourself first, boy.
ANGELO:
Talfryn, behind you!
JUDGE:
(BIG SNORT)
TALFRYN:
(SCREAMS)
SOUND: WATER SPRAYS.
(PANTS)
SOUND: STRETCHING.
JUDGE:
(GURGLES)
Uh oh.
SOUND: BIG POP. WET SPLAT.
ANGELO:
(AFTER A PAUSE)
Talfryn. That was…
DAMIEN:
Disgusting. Harrowing. Rancid beyond comprehension.
ANGELO:
Amazing!!
(LAUGHS)
TALFRYN:
(YELPS)
ANGELO:
You did it! You did it, my pupil, and I couldn’t be more proud! Did you see his reflexes, Sir Damien?
DAMIEN:
Very impressive.
ANGELO:
And that shot! Unbelievable! You have the makings of a great knight, young Talfryn!
TALFRYN:
Let go of me!
ANGELO:
What?
TALFRYN:
I said don’t touch me, okay?
ANGELO:
Talfryn, I… I understand these jitters. But that monster broke his word and tried to kill you; he was undoubtedly evil.
DAMIEN:
As they all are.
ANGELO:
I can’t say that. What of the crocodile-hound?
TALFRYN:
Stop.
DAMIEN:
What of it? We didn’t observe what it did with its freedom, did we? Our failure to kill it has likely visited misery on many more humans already. It was a moment of weakness, Sir Angelo.
TALFRYN:
I said stop.
ANGELO:
The situation may have been unclear, Sir Damien, but a knight knows what’s best in his heart.
DAMIEN:
Do we? In an era of heart-twisting monsters, can we?
TALFRYN:
Just shut up already! You aren’t listening! You’re just waiting until everyone else is quiet and then talking about your own problems!
DAMIEN:
…Oh my.
TALFRYN:
I don’t care whether the Judge was a good monster or a bad monster! I said I didn’t want to kill him, and then I killed him, and I didn’t want to!
ANGELO:
But you had to, friend—
TALFRYN:
I’m not talking about had to! I didn’t want to! I never wanted to, and now I did and I feel like I’m gonna be sick, okay?
(HEAVY BREATHING)
ANGELO:
Young Talfryn, I—
TALFRYN:
And another thing! I’m older than you, Sir Angelo. I have more experience than you. And you might be really, really good at killing monsters, but right now we’re just trying not to die in a monster’s den, and you don’t know what you’re talking about, so… so… so… maybe the people who talk the most shouldn’t say we should listen to everyone equally when it’s someone! Else’s! Turn!
I’m gonna go sit down over there now!
SOUND: FOOTSTEPS.
DAMIEN:
That was… quite clear.
I’m going to see if I can make sense of those tapestries. Perhaps some quiet… contemplation is in order.
ANGELO:
Still? You’ve been quietly contemplating for days, Sir Damien.
DAMIEN:
Yes, well, things have become… rather complicated, haven’t they?
(CHUCKLES)
A government of monsters… individual interests, rights, representation? Could those be lies too, my friend? When does one concede that one has cast aside so much as falsehood that the world itself has become… a mirage? The reality not meeting what we choose to see?
ANGELO:
I understood not a lick of that, Sir Damien. But I would say that if you worry you don’t understand everything, well I can’t say I do, either. But I listen when others tell me I am wrong, and I learn.
Well, I thought I did. Perhaps I don’t understand that, either.
DAMIEN:
Yes… perhaps that is wisest… surround oneself with those wiser, and worry not beyond the scope they set. That is the essence of faith, is it not? To… believe. No matter what obstacles present themselves.
(SIGHS)
And I must believe the real Sage Helicoid must have been human. I must believe that monsters are evil, for much wiser men than I have said so, and for hundreds of years.
ANGELO:
But… what of the beasts we’ve seen on our journey, my friend? What of the evidence of your eyes? Or your heart?
DAMIEN:
My heart… well, that must be because…
I don’t know, Sir Angelo. I don’t know.
But the answer must be in these halls. It must be. And then my faith will be restored, and the world will be as it always was. It has to be. It has to.
ANGELO:
Very well, then. I shall talk to young– I shall talk to our compatriot.
SOUND: FOOTSTEPS.
Talfryn. May I sit?
TALFRYN:
(MOANS)
ANGELO:
My friend, I owe you an apology. I was overzealous today. I just thought… well, I thought that without your brother, you might be… in need of guidance. Adrift, perhaps.
TALFRYN:
Yeah, well, maybe! Maybe I do feel adrift! And maybe I wouldn’t if everyone would just let me drift for a minute until I undrift myself, okay!
(SIGHS)
I’m sorry, Sir Angelo, that’s not fair. I just…
ANGELO:
It’s alright, my friend.
TALFRYN (MUFFLED):
I don’t know if I want to be a knight.
ANGELO:
What’s that?
TALFRYN:
I said,
(MUFFLED)
I don’t know if I want to be a knight.
ANGELO:
Yes, well, I heard that part, but I assumed that I must be mistake– great Saints on high, man, you don’t want to be a knight?!
TALFRYN:
(MOANS)
ANGELO:
I didn’t know there existed a single human being that didn’t want to be a knight.
TALFRYN:
Even the Queen?
ANGELO:
I thought she must have aimed for knighthood and overshot a bit.
TALFRYN:
Ah.
ANGELO:
Well… aha! Then I’ve got just the solution, friend. If you don’t want to be a knight, then don’t be a knight! It’s that simple. And the day is saved!
TALFRYN:
No, I… don’t know if I want to be a knight. And I don’t know if I don’t want to be one, either. I just…
Marc’s been working at it so hard and so long. I don’t want to let him down. I don’t know how not to let him down. And I don’t know what I want besides that.
ANGELO:
I see… a far more challenging puzzle. Well, you see, Talfryn, you might… uh, that is, you could… just give me a moment, Talfryn, and Sir Angelo the Strong will have the answer.
TALFRYN:
Y’know, Sir Angelo… sometimes when people talk, they don’t want you to solve their problems. Sometimes they just want to know you’re listening.
ANGELO:
Then I shall listen more attentively than ever! And I shall update you every third sentence to ensure you…
That is more difficult than it sounds, isn’t it?
TALFRYN:
Yeah. Yeah.
ANGELO:
Mmm. Well. I will work on that.
And though I have known you but a short time, my friend, I am thrilled to see what you will become. I have no idea what it is, but… I am certain it will be grand.
TALFRYN:
Thanks—
ANGELO:
And also probably outside.
TALFRYN:
Yeah, that’s accurate.
Thanks, friend.
ANGELO:
It is my pleasure, friend.
Hm. Do you know where Sir Damien went, by the way? I don’t see him anywhere.
TALFRYN:
Uh… nope; I don’t see him.
ANGELO:
Is this the sort of problem I should not solve, or…?
TALFRYN:
Nope, we should do something about that.
ANGELO:
I suspected so.
TALFRYN:
(CALLING, OVER THE BELOW)
Sir Damien? Sir Damien? Sir Damien!
ANGELO:
(CALLING, OVER THE ABOVE)
Damien? Best friend and rival to Sir Angelo? Damien?
ALL SOUNDS: FADE OUT.
***
CAROLINE:
(FADING IN)
…completely ridiculous, that’s why!
RILLA:
Ridiculous? So you want me to stay out here and get smashed as soon as another set of guards comes by?
CAROLINE:
Better that than being torn apart by the lizard-beast!
RILLA:
He is not going to tear me apart!
QUANYII:
Now, ladies, please. Why are we fighting?
No really, why are we fighting? I got bored and stopped listening.
RILLA:
The monsters aren’t going to let us just hang out here. So if we want to make it out alive, someone needs to stand lookout.
CAROLINE:
And someone needs to go get the lizard.
RILLA:
You’re just going to kill him.
CAROLINE:
And you’re going to– well I don’t know what you’re going to do, but I don’t trust it.
QUANYII:
Oh, is that all? My sillies, why there’s just such an easy answer. I’ll just—
RILLA & CAROLINE:
(IN UNISON)
You are not going in there!
QUANYII:
Rude.
CAROLINE:
You’re more likely to tear the lizard to pieces than I am. Make a soup out of him or something.
QUANYII:
Ugh! I am not some chef!
RILLA:
A goblin that spits soup, then.
QUANYII:
Oh, yes. I quite like that idea.
CAROLINE:
You also have a habit of disappearing and reappearing. It would be foolish to trust you with guard duty. You’d get bored and vanish off somewhere more exciting.
QUANYII:
Guilty as charged! Well, then there is one other way I can help, at least.
Hmmm, now how will we compromise?
CAROLINE:
Compromise.
QUANYII:
Oh, it’s all the rage with the monsters: a system by which nobody gets what they want and everybody just resents everybody else! Very diplomatic.
CAROLINE:
I know what a compromise is!
(SIGHS)
No. I’ve already learned one lesson today, thank you, and now I think I’ll have what I want. This is my mission, and I’ve earned the right to slay that lizard.
RILLA:
Well, I have unfinished business with him.
CAROLINE:
What business?
RILLA:
I think someone who’s so dead-set on nobody asking about her past doesn’t really get to demand I tell her mine.
CAROLINE:
Hmph. Fine. Witch. What compromise did you have in mind?
QUANYII:
How about…
(GASPS)
That’s it!
RILLA:
What’s it?
QUANYII:
Our compromise will be this: Rilla will go in there first, and you’ll have your talk with the lizard and learn everything you can.
CAROLINE:
How is that a compro—
QUANYII:
But! We’ll all decide on a time limit together first; and once that’s up, you’ll just scurry right back here and then cranky and I will go in and take what we like from your scaly friend. Does that seem fair?
CAROLINE:
No.
But I’m willing to tolerate it.
QUANYII:
Rilla?
RILLA:
I… uh…
QUANYII:
And I’d suggest you take the compromise, or we might have to go to a vote. And I think you know which side I’m voting for.
RILLA:
…Fine.
CAROLINE:
Good. Now, how long do we think is fair?
RILLA:
An hour.
CAROLINE:
Two minutes.
QUANYII:
And I vote for negative two minutes, so when you average that all together you get… twenty minutes!
RILLA:
(OVER THE BELOW)
That’s all?
CAROLINE:
(OVER THE ABOVE)
That long?
QUANYII:
That’s compromise for you. Twenty minutes to ask your questions, and then you come right back here.
RILLA:
But I—
QUANYII:
And we’re agreed, so your time starts… now!
CAROLINE:
Have fun, Rilla. Don’t make me come looking for you.
RILLA:
I won’t.
SOUND: FOOTSTEPS. RECORDER STARTS.
Research log, entry…
(SIGHS)
Who am I kidding? This hasn’t been a research log in weeks.
MUSIC: STARTS.
(SIGHS)
I… don’t know what I’m going to do, to be honest. I’m in the hall just before Lord Arum’s cell, and– if he’s still in it.
And if he is, what then? Twenty minutes to help him escape, when it took us the better part of a day to get down here? And even if I do help him escape, what then? Treason, and Damien, and… this feeling.
Things are so much more confusing than they used to be. I miss how simple things were, but… I can’t go back. Not knowing what I know now, knowing how much danger we’re all in, knowing how little of the world I actually understand, but…
I love my life. And, I love my Damien, and…
How are you supposed to make the huge and beautiful and terrifying new world you’ve stumbled into… play nice with your home? With everything you love? I don’t… know. I hope… I have time to find the answer.
Saints, this is a long hallway. End of—
SOUND: DISTANT GASP.
What was that?!
ARUM (DISTANT):
You?
MUSIC: ENDS.
DAMIEN (DISTANT):
You… I can’t believe it’s really—
ARUM (DISTANT):
(SIGHS)
Of course it would be you. What an end to a truly catastrophic adventure.
(SNORTS)
I never should have left the Keep.
RILLA:
That can’t be.
SOUND: FOOTSTEPS.
DAMIEN (DISTANT):
I thought you were dead. He told me, the monster; I thought you were… and I lived it, oh I lived it a thousand times in a second’s space! And how can this moment’s truth be but a droplet in that endless, churning sea I’ve drowned in—
ARUM (DISTANT):
Oh, stop it. If you plan to kill me, you’ll get no sympathy. I’m sorry if that hurts your “feelings,” tktktktktktktktk.
DAMIEN (DISTANT):
Kill you? But… I…
ARUM (DISTANT):
Your knife is drawn, honeysuckle.
SOUND: RUNNING FOOTSTEPS.
I’m a monster, not an idiot.
SOUND: BANG.
RILLA:
Damien, stop!
DAMIEN:
Rilla! My– my Rilla, it’s you! You’re really here, you’re—
You’re the reason I must kill this lizard, of– of course. Oh Saint Damien above, take no more of your tranquility from me… if the sight of those violet eyes is enough for me to forget my purpose, what chance do I have?
RILLA:
Please, Damien. Don’t hurt him. We… I…
(SIGHS)
It’s so complicated. It’s all just… really complicated right now.
ARUM:
I’ll say.
Hello, Amaryllis. I take it you know this knight who threatens my life?
RILLA:
I do. He’s… my fiancé. My family.
DAMIEN:
And this devil is your kidnapper. I will slay him. Were you truly Rilla, you would know that. An illusion, of course, you must be, but- then is that possible? I would know you anywhere, but I must slay him, it is my duty to my Citadel and to my love, that is the way of the world, I must—
ARUM:
Oh, hurry along, will you? I can’t stand another second of this performance!
RILLA:
Arum, stop egging him on!
DAMIEN:
Aaarum… you know the creature’s name.
RILLA:
I do. Damien—
DAMIEN:
You say it like a friend.
RILLA:
Damien, please…
DAMIEN:
No, not friend. Perhaps the long-sought music of your voice deceives me, but is that… do I not hear…?
Oh, Saint Damien above, what hells must I endure before you will forgive me? What have I done, what have I done…?
RILLA:
Damien. I’m safe; it’s okay. You have nothing to worry about.
DAMIEN:
HA! Nothing to worry about!
ARUM:
Amaryllis, this is not helping—!
SOUND: SCHING.
RILLA:
Damien, stop!
DAMIEN:
I’ve drawn no blood.
I am tranquil at last, Rilla. I am thinking clearly.
RILLA:
No, you aren’t. You’re a wreck, Damien. You look like you’ve barely slept; you need to breathe, and think. You need to put down that knife.
DAMIEN:
I will not.
Yes, yes, I think clearly; I am tranquil, now. I can see the challenges that have been placed before me and I can see, too, how they have led me to this moment. I can see it all for what it truly is: illusion.
ARUM:
Oh, please.
DAMIEN:
Those violet eyes… their magic corrupts all. They make a knight stray from his course, make him question his divine purpose. Brew the sweetest venom in the chambers of his heart. And if they can affect the heart, the very seat of the soul, then why not twist my eyes, as well?
You’ve made me see things.
RILLA:
See things like what, Damien?
DAMIEN:
Those tapestries. Those are your illusions, aren’t they, lizard? Lies of humans and monsters living together, lying together. Deceptions all… and so is she. You’ve used her as an illusion against me before, why not now?
ARUM:
It would take a lot more than shriekweed for an illusion that convincing, honeysuckle.
RILLA:
Think about it, Damien. Think about if you have any proof.
DAMIEN:
I am tranquil! I think clear enough, and speak only what I know to be true: the world has order. It has always made sense, and so it must make sense. And if your arrival came just as sense began to crumble? You, monster, must be the cause. And if that is true, then you must die!
RILLA:
Damien? Don’t move. I’m coming over there.
DAMIEN:
No, you are not.
Sit down, please. Whether you be human or illusion, please: sit. I think clearly; I am tranquil now, and in my tranquility I trust in the revealing power of truth to place all things in their proper order.
ARUM:
Oh, spare me—
SOUND: SCHING.
(CHOKES)
RILLA:
Damien!
DAMIEN:
Now, I am tranquil. And in my tranquility I know what I must do.
(DEEP BREATH)
I will fulfill my duty – and cut this lizard’s throat.
ALL SOUNDS: FADE OUT.
***
SOUND: TRAIN MOVING, MUSIC.
CONDUCTOR:
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SOUND: TRAIN STOPS, DOOR SLIDES OPEN, RAIN.
MELISSA D:
…ly like I get really anxious about, taking on new characters, who knew? Haha—
SOUNDS: GIGGLES.
LESLIE:
Also why I think I’m—
MELISSA D:
Yeah, one of the ways that I prep is I made myself a Spotify playlist of like—
SOPHIE:
Oh my god—
MELISSA D:
Y’know, get in the Quanyii headspace—
SOPHIE:
Oh my—
MELISSA E:
You must share this, and immediately.
SOPHIE:
Yes, what is on it.
MELISSA D:
Um, like a lot of of it is showtunes—
MELISSA E & SOPHIE:
YAAAAAAS!
MELISSA E:
My life!
SOPHIE:
No it’s so good—
MELISSA D:
I’m a huge Lea Salonga fan—
SOUND: GASP.
MELISSA E:
YAAAAAS!
SOPHIE:
Yaaaaaas!
MELISSA D:
Also she’s Filipino, and I’m Filipino, and it’s like a big thing for me, emotionally—
SOPHIE:
Oh she’s perfect.
MELISSA E:
She’s amazing in every way…
SOUND: DOOR SLIDES SHUT.
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Melissa Ennulat as Rilla,
Leslie Drescher as Sir Caroline,
Melissa De Jesus as Quanyii,
Jason Mellin as Talfryn,
M Sutherland as Sir Angelo,
Matthew Zahnzinger as Sir Damien,
Glenn Moore as Judge Helicoid,
Stuart Evan Smith as Porcus,
Michael Underhill as Trotter,
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ALL SOUNDS: FADE OUT.
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