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(The clock shows up, 3 minutes left, some of the members are tossing the balls)
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Come on, don't waste your opportunity, Suitcase and Knife prove that the void is escapable, so there is no excuse to fail, UNLESS YOU'RE A FAILURE, DAUGH!
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(Jack tosses a ball and he groans)
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Yeah, but for them, it was just a race.
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Nothing's been the same here since the light orb was removed.
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All the more reason to get out now, while you still can!
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(Spikey tosses a ball)
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What's the point? No one cares about us anyway. There's a reason we were never real contestants. We're afterthoughts.
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(Bell tries to throw a ball but fails)
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DING DING DING!
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Could an afterthought do THIS?
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(Teddy Bear scores the hoop. She runs towards the portal, but looks back, and tries to save them)
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No, the three of us did not lose our chance of joining Season 1 just to lose again here! Imagine MePhone as the ball, and spike him, Spikey!
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(Spikey spits the ball into a hoop)
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And Bell, kick that oppressor to the side, to let freedom ring!
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(Bell rings and kicks a ball into a hoop. Jack also scores and is set free)
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Say, giving into the anger was a great strategy, Teddy!
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You're not part of our shared trauma, JACK!
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Arguably, Tapey and I are even more traumatized, since we never got to appear on the show at all!
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Trauma should not be a competition, but if it was THEN WE'D WIN!
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FINE! Then you should have no trouble getting out then! Ha, best of luck!
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(Jack enters the portal)
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Jack! How could you just LEAVE ME HERE!
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(Tapey throws the ball into the hoop)
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Oh, wow! Fury really does work!
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(Bell and Spikey attempt to kick the ball into the hoop, and both fail)
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Sigh, can't Spikey do that breath thing?
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YES, yes! Spikey! BE THE VOLCANO!
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(Spikey spits the ball onto one of his spikes and launches it off with his (breath?) and succeeds)
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Let's go! Woooohoohoo!
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YEAH! Go Spikey!
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(Bell tries to kick the ball into the basket but fails, as the timer goes down to 20)
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Bring it home, Bell!
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(Bell starts to ding rapidly, she then kicks it, but barely misses it)
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No!
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(Tries to pick up a basketball to give to Bell but it's too late, 10 seconds left)
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I'm... sorry.
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(Tapey enters the portal)
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(tearing up) No! I won't leave you here!
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(Spikey grabs Teddy Bear with his spike and brings her to the portal with him)
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(Screaming)
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(The timer reaches zero)
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Ding...
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(The camera glitches, killing off Bell, Cuts to black with a foggy background where MeLife sounds can be heard, Jack, Tapey, Teddy Bear and Spikey gets teleported to contestant grounds)
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Uh... Where are we?
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This is NOT the world we left behind...
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(The Floor appears, scaring Teddy Bear)
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Well, what'd you know? Looks like we have a new group-
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THE GROUND IS ALIVE.
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This must be another challenge!
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Don't worry, there are no more challenges anymore!
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OH, really!? (Leans on ground, frightening the Floor.) Do YOU know how close we all just were to LOSING our lives FOREVER!?
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Was it as close as you are to my face?
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(Teddy Bear gets even closer to his face, glaring, and mushing him.)
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Closer...
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Hey, up here.
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(The camera pans up from their legs to their head)
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Clearly, you've all been through a lot, but we have a system for new arrivals like you. Why don't you come with us to orientation?
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(Transition to room with a stage in the back)
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I'm sure you all have a lot of questions... but fret not! We have prepared a theatrical presentation, to catch you up to speed and to soothe your anxieties!
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(Transition to backstage, where various characters run about with props)
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Okay, okay! Places, people, places! We are due to curtains. Remember, energy and diction!
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(Transition back to the 'audience', Cabby hands out programmes)
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...Children of a Lesser Cob?
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What a huge waste of time. Where's MePhone? I only came here to win Inanimate Insanity!
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Well, I'll be taking notes. The first challenge might be a trivia contest.
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(Teddy Bear looks inside the programme, reading 'This production contains: Theatrical fog/haze, Sudden loud noises, Scenes of violence and death'. She appears concerned. Transition to stage, lights dimmed. A spotlight highlights Walkie-Talkie)
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In the beginning, there was nothing. Then, Cobs said:
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 Let there be... MePhone! |
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(Bot, in costume as MePhone, stands on a platform that rises from the floor)
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 Greetings and salutations, I'm your host, MePhone4! |
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This MePhone was special. Anything he could imagine, he could create!
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Make me a tree! |
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(Bot waves their hands, and a prop of a tree is lowered onto the stage, before disappearing again)
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Oh, but he possessed something Cobs could not abide, an independent spirit.
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Now make me a weapon! |
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I don't wanna! I'm watching TV! |
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This gameshow phase of yours is getting out of hand! I made you to be useful, you BRAT! |
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It’s not a phase, Dad! Ugh, I’m running away! And I’m taking your newest design with me! |
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(Bot picks up the MePad prop, on which The Floor is sleeping)
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Sigh... rest up, MePad. I hope you never have to deal with Cobs. Seriously, what kind of a monster creates a- a whole person just to make them do his bidding? |
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MePhone4 proceeded to create dozens of people just to make them do his bidding.
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(Yin-Yang and Balloon walk on stage in costume as Knife and Suitcase)
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Step right up, folks! Audition for my show! You could win a million dollars! Life changing money, right? You could quit your job, raise a family, quit that family and get a new job! |
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 Woah, count me in! |
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 I’m game! |
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The problem was, these people had no jobs or family. They had sprung, fully formed, from MePhone's subconscious just to be on his show. Beyond that, they had no lives, no memories, no other reason to exist.
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Mess with me and I'll murder you! Got that? |
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Ahh! I don't want anyone getting hurt! |
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(In sync:)
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I only came here to win Inanimate Insanity!
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I only came here to win Inanimate Insanity!
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Wow they got you to a T!
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Wow, they got you too. People with no life!
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But MePad noticed something remarkable when he finally woke up.
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(The Floor snores, still asleep)
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AHEM! When he finally woke up!
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 (Waking up, out of character) Sorry, line? Oh, yeah yeah. (In character) The contestants are changing... they're finding meaning in their lives outside of the show... developing values, protecting each other... |
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They were becoming more than they were ever designed to be! But the only designs Cobs would accept were his own.
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Oi, you! This has gone on long enough! I MADE you! I OWN you! W-w-what if I pull the plug on your little game show, eh? What then?! |
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(Toilet starts hitting/jumping on the cutout of MePad)
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(Out of character) That's not how we rehearsed it! |
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(Out of character) He didn't deserve this... but YOU do! You think you can just replace him?! |
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(Out of character) We’re in a play! |
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Anyway, MePad died so that we would no longer live for the one who raised us to life, but for ourselves! and that's exactly what we did.
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I don't want anyone getting hurt! |
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But if you mess with my friends, I'll murder! You got that? (He throws a prop bomb at Toilet) Get popped, sucker! |
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Boom! (He 'screams', then pretends to die) |
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(One of Springy/Walkie-Talkie’s toys/robots throws popcorn to replicate Cobs’ death. Yin-yang quickly adopts another costume, just in front of his other one. He has a white-painted basketball to symbolize the shimmer's energy)
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 Thank you for saving my alien people! Please have this ball of cosmic energy as a token of our alien gratitude! |
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And that energy was used to start a new society, one without MePhone... and without a show!
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(The lights turn back on, look back at the audience)
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Gasp, The light orb!
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Wait, where did the alien come from? Did I miss something?
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They give more context for that in the programme.
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Uh, wait, what do you mean without a show?
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(Camera looks back to Cabby, with the play’s cast behind still. An alarm clock goes off, which Cabby takes out of her lower drawer)
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Uh-oh! Ding ding! I'm late for a meeting. I have to roll. But your tour guides just arrived! I leave you in their capable hands... and feet. Tata!
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(Clover and Baseball both turn up)
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Hi everyone, I'm Clover! I'm so excited to meet you all!
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And I'm Baseball. Follow us, we'll show you around!
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(As the tour leaves, the camera looks back at the stage, where many appear annoyed at the show apparently being cut off)
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(Out of character) UH- hello! Encore? Encore! Come on, people! |
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(Paper walks on with fancy props, annoyed at being left out)
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So, are we just not doing my big act two number or-!?
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(Transition to outside, where the tour are walking along)
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Come on, we've got a lot of ground to cover!
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(Pops in) Please don’t...
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We don't mean you.
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Oh, phew. (Pops out)
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They’ve got jokes.
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(The group comes upon the tour vehicle, and all get on. They drive past the corpse of Cobs)
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Now on your left, you can see the exact spot where Cobs passed away!
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You mean was murdered?
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We prefer to think of it as natural causes...
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Since his death was caused by his vile nature!
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Can you please stop talking about death?
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(The Safety Authority all appear in the path of the vehicle, which comes to a quick stop)
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Did someone mention death? Now that it's possible to die forever, it's important to take preventative measures!
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And trust me, I know what it's like to die for what feels like forever. I can never get those years back.
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Suitcase’s safety authority, right on schedule! Tell us what we're doing wrong.
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Well, first of all, you were going so fast you could have ran us over!
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Maybe that could have been prevented by not jumping directly in front of a moving vehicle!
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And secondly, you're carrying the risk of being impaled by Prickly Pellet over here!
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(MeTag quickly puts something on the end of Spikey's spikes)
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Phew, there we go.
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I feel censored.
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Hm, none of you seem to need the Blu-ray.
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Does anyone? It's pretty outdated.
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No, no, it's a new innovation from Test Tube! Using the organic shimmer energy, we can place our most at risk members in a personalised protective forcefield.
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(Lightbulb skips around in the background, shimmering in blue)
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I'm no longer at risk!
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Like that.
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And no recording on the tour please, it's a violation of privacy.
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I haven't recorded any of this.
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Well now we feel a little insulted. All right, you're all clear to go forward without any danger!
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(The vehicle moves forward again, running over Lifering's foot, making him shout in pain)
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Oh, uh, don't worry the hospital was our next stop anyway!
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(Shouts of pain)
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(Transition to Salt and Pepper's hospital. Going inside, Salt is giving Bomb a new braided fuse)
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Really, Lifering? Here, just grab an ice pack from-
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-Room 12, I know, sorry...
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(Salt puts the new fuse on Bomb)
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There, Bomb good as new! Who’d have ever thought I'd be a surgeon?
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Ah, it actually makes a lot of sense you’re running things! Salt is a natural antiseptic.
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Oh, wow, learn something new everyday! I just really like the red ‘t’ on the building.
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Plus.
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Plus what?
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(Pepper runs in in a rush)
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Salt, Cheesy's knee is broken!
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Was that before or after you checked his reflexes?
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After...
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When will you learn?
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(Salt passes Pepper a squeaky hammer.) (Pickle walks in, with a broken leg)
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Pickle, good to see you again!
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(Pickle walks in, with a broken leg)
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(Whispering) He's our best customer! (Normal voice) alright we need to get back into surgery! Scalpel, please!
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(Pepper runs in again, with a scalpel, which she drops on the floor)
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I can't do anything right...
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It's actually not your fault for once. We get too sweaty if we don't have cold air in here, but the AC is broken. Fan!
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(Salt opens the curtains where Fan is resting on a hospital bed, mostly under the cover)
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Ugh, so demeaning. Oh my goodness! Teddy and Spikey from Season 1? It's been so long! A-And some more MePhone creations we haven't met yet? Mind if I tag along for the end of the tour?
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Ohh, I know! how about you go and we stay in the hospital!
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Why, are you sick?
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Oh, yes and getting sicker by the minute!
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(Baseball pushes in between Clover and Teddy Bear)
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Uhm, maybe we could all use a bite to eat?
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(The tour group enter a restaurant, Taco standing at a hostess stand at the end of the entrance room)
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See, our food used to be instantly generated by MePhone.
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But now it’s all made painstakingly by hand! Much more authentic!
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Thank you for coming to Reality Restaurant. Ah, excuse me one moment!
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(Pencil and Magnet come through the entrance)
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Magnet, how nice to see you! And you’ve brought a guest! Soap, can you bring Magnet on their friend to our best table?
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(Whispering) What are you doing?
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Being hospitable. Am I doing it right?
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The newbies are supposed to get priority seating!
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That's what’s so beautiful! Everything is so new to them, they won’t notice the difference! Take them to the back table.
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(Camera zooms in to the back table, which is in dim light, then back to Taco and Soap)
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But the overhead light is out over that table!
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Candle can handle that!
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Do they even have a reservation?
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Of course we do.
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(Pencil rubs out Box’s reservation with her rubber, and writes a new one for herself, showing it to the others)
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There it is, plain as day!
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Well, fair’s fair.
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Right this way!
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(Soap leads the tour group into the main room. The tour group move into restaurant, sitting at the dark back table)
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Why is it so dark in here?
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Trust me, you'd rather not see what you're eating.
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And, it lets you focus on the great ambience!
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We can’t even read our menus!
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Allow me.
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(Candle picks up the menu, and attempts to lift it up to her flame to make it readable. She actually burned the menu with the flame)
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Oh dear, it's just as well. That was the dinner menu anyway. I'll get the lunch menu.
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(Candle walks off screen to get another menu, and has already burnt it by the time she came back on screen. She looks at the burning menu anxiously, during the ash off her hands)
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Perhaps I could interest you in one of our specials instead?
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(Transition to the kitchen, Cheesy running in from the side)
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What do we have on deck?
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Seven new orders coming in. Someone's gotta run that dish to table six! Hands?
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Bonesaw has hands!
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(Cheesy takes the plate before Bonesaw could reach)
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Yes, chef!
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Bonesaw is never fast enough for the hustlebustle...
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(Cheesy runs back in the direction of the main room, but trips and drops the plate with the food on the floor, plate shattering)
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Ah!
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If you can't take the heat, stay out of the kitchen!
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No time to argue boys, we need to wax that table! It’s for the tour!
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Too late, they're already seated!
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Not literally wax. It just means give them the VIP treatment. I told you to read up on your kitchen slang!
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Yes, chef...
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Now, we need three medium burgers, two caesars, one tomato soup and one well-done steak. So, make sure you kill it!
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Oh, I’m killin’ somethin’ alright. This’ll be so well done they're gonna need Bonesaw instead of a steak knife.
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Did someone say they needed Bonesaw?!
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Never!
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(Cut to the incredibly burnt steak at the tour group table.)
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Just- just try not to look at it.
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(Trophy takes a photo with his own camera)
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Personal best!
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Y’know what, we're running a little late anyway! Let's just take this to go...
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(Teddy Bear dumps the steak in the bin, and the tour group begin to leave the restaurant)
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Where are we going?
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It's about time you were officially welcomed to the OSC!
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(The group walk over to a building with a sign saying ‘HOOT’ over the door. Walking through the doors, they see OJ, Suitcase and Cabby standing at the front. The song ‘Welcome To The OSC’ starts to play)
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♫Bum Bum...♫
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♫Bum Bum...♫
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♫Bum...♫
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♫Bah!♫
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♫Bah!♫
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♫Bah!♫
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♫Welcome to our brand new society!♫
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♫Society!♫
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♫Society!♫
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♫We're all as happy as can be!♫
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♫Can be!♫
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♫Can be!♫
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♫United are we, in our cardinal values three, yes,♫
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♫Welcome to the OSC!♫
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♫Welcome to the OSC!♫
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♫Welcome to the OSC!♫
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You're probably wondering: “what does OSC stand for?”
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OSC stands for the things that we stand for!
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They're the three guiding principles that we strive to uphold in our community!
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♫Bum...♫
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♫Bum...♫
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♫Bum...♫
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♫O is for Order, I keep things organized!♫
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♫Organized!♫
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♫Organized!♫
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♫S is for Safety that way nobody dies!♫
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♫...Nobody dies...♫
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♫...Nobody dies...♫
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♫And C's Cooperation, not competition, that's the key!♫
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♫That's the key...♫
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♫That's the key...♫
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♫At the O...♫
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♫O...♫
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♫O...♫
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♫OS...♫
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♫S...♫
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♫S...♫
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♫C!♫ Your total satisfaction is a guarantee!
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♫C!♫ Your total satisfaction is a guarantee!
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♫C!♫ Your total satisfaction is a guarantee!
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Now, of course you didn't see all there is to see here today, but these brochures should cover the rest.
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Then you can figure out what role you'll want to take on in our society!
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Oh shoot, were we supposed to be paying attention?
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(Jack takes one of the things off of one of Spikey's spikes and impales his brochure on it)
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(Sarcastically) Oh no, it fell!
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Uh, that's fine. No need to make any decisions right away.
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Good!
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You can keep those brochures and peruse them at your leisure. I'm sure you've had a long day and are eager to-
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Bye.
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(The group leaves the building as Fan watches, worried)
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(Fan walks up to talk to the OSC) E-excuse me, uh, I also have a matter I'd like to discuss with you if you have a minute!
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Of course Fan! We are always open to hear constructive criticsm!
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Th-this isn't working.
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What isn't?
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Any of it?
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Huh, feels less constructive and more destructive.
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I-I'm sorry- It's just- things didn't go well on this tour, or... any of these tours we've been doing. A lot of us don't seem very... capable in our jobs, or... even like them very much.
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Hey, it's an inevitable feeling. I didn't feel like I had what it took to be a hotel manager, but eventually I got used to it!
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What if we shouldn't get used to it?
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What are you saying?
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Well, even though I know you have our best interests at heart, in a crazy way, I feel like we were... happier when we had the competition
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So, you just want to go back to the way it was before?
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I-I didn't say that!
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Fan, I'm sorry this has been a difficult transition for you. But we've put a lot of effort into this new society, and we know it isn't perfect, but we can't live in the past!
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Give it some more time, and trust the process. It'll all work out!
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This is the sacrifice we need to make for a life without drama.
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(Transition to Test Tube's new lab. Test Tube is spraying Lightbulb with the shimmer energy as she sits and reads a newspaper that says, "Cheesecraft is BACK!")
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Golly! That shimmer energy sure does the trick!
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(Fan walks into the scene) Without drama they said. A-as if everyone is just happy with the way things are now! I don't know, maybe they are! I-is it just me?
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It's definitely not just you.
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But it probably hit you harder than most.
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Why did you pick today to talk about this? We've been seeing these cracks form for a while now.
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(At the mention of cracks, Lightbulb looks very distressed.)
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Cracks?! You see cracks?!
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No no, cracks in society.
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Oh... Wait, that's even more concerning!
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I guess I'm just surprised you didn't tell me. We've had so many conversations about this, but we still haven't come up with a strategy.
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I-I know, Test Tube, I-it was impulsive. But you should have seen the looks on these new arrivals' faces. They were miserable! They literally ran away from the OSC! They don't want to be in this community, m-much less have any kind of... role in it
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I see. But it's not enough to just identify a problem, you have to find a solution, and give evidence for it would work.
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Well, how are we supposed to do that?
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I don't know. That's the problem.
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Oh no, we're in a LOOP!
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But I'm confident if we keep talking it through, we can get somewhere!
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You're right. If there's anyone I can trust to face a challenge head-on, it's you.
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Well, not much use for that. There are no challenges anymore.
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Yes there are. It's not like the world just suddenly became perfect. Life still throws challenges at you.
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Of course! The game just announced them on a regular basis! Look, it's plain to see what was negative about the game. It made you feel like it was your only purpose in life.
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Bu-but at least it gave you a purpose. You weren't just... existing, in a state of stasis. You were having meaningful experiences, growing and changing.
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You're right, you could find yourself, and what you were good at. But if you don't make it far enough, or never got that chance in the first place...
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Then your still looking... That's it!
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(Sudden transition to the Hoot building. Fan kicks open the doors.)
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OSC! I figured it out! Even though we have freedom of choice, that is not all we need for a healthy community! We put a lot of blame on MePhone and the game, but we're being dishonest with ourselves if we think we can just break free! We never got to experience life without the control of MePhone, it was all in a bubble- a shell- if you will. But you three, you-you won the game! You got to develop to your full potential, but many more didn't get that chance!
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Look Fan, we appreciate that you hold us in such high regard, but that would imply that we're more capable than anyone!
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Isn't that what you yourselves are implying? By being the cornerstone of this society?
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Well, that's just what everyone expects of us.
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It doesn't mean we know what we're doing!
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Sure you do! A game has plenty in common with real life!
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Maybe we need to take a vote?
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A vote-VOTING?! See? Sounds familiar!
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(A scream can be heard in the background belonging to Nickel and Tea Kettle.) (The OSC and Fan then rush over to the Reality Restaurant.)
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YOU'VE GOTTA HELP US!! Nickel's stuck in the u-bend pipe!
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(Dumbfounded) How did that even happen?
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Well we were about to start washing the dishes, and I told Nickel to be careful, since he's small enough to fall down the drain. He said, "that was ridiculous" and he's, "not that small". So I threw him down!
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(Muffled) Well you proved your point!
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Alright, before anyone does anything, we need to shut off the main water supply, because Nickel's safe where he is.
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(She turns a large valve and shuts off the supply)
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Yes! Let's make sure we do this in order, step by step. If we cut the pipe after the U, that will give us an opening. Bonesaw, get over here!
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(Bonesaw walks over to OJ)
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Bonesaw is grateful to finally be useful!
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(OJ uses Bonesaw to cut an opening in the pipe for Nickel. After he's done Bonesaw walks away)
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But the pipe's too thin to reach in, so we'll need to turn the faucet on and run the water to flood him out.
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(Muffled) Uh, I'm not sure I'm comfortable with this plan!
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Don't worry. If you go with the flow, Suitcase can catch you!
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(Muffled) Suitcase and I aren't on the best of terms you know!
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Just cooperate with us here Nickel, we wouldn't lead you astray!
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Yeah, I can put aside any resentment for the sake of an emergency.
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(Muffled) That's not as reassuring as you think it sounds!
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(Cheesy turns the water valve back on and Cabby starts the faucet)
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I think that's about as reassuring as she intended it.
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(Nickel shoots out of the pipe while screaming, bounces off of the floor, and is caught by Suitcase)
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(Relieved) Thank you- all of you!
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(Fan starts slow clapping and everyone turns to look at him, confused)
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Now that right there, was the expert handiwork of three winners.
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Ugh- Okay, we'll hear you out.
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It's clear that-
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Whatever this is, can you please take it outside?! It's the dinner rush!
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Ah- Sorry!
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(They continue their conversation outside of the Hoot building)
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It's clear that life is full of challenges, and even if you weren't sure what you were doing, when a crisis arose, you rose to the occasion! So, I think there is some correlation between performance in the game, and how you're able to tackle life's ups and downs. All I'm saying is that some of us could benefit from some more experience in the game, and maybe with a bit of guidance from you.
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(The OSC all think about what he's saying)
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Think back, tell me, what did the game teach you?
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Just because not everyone could be trusted, didn't mean I couldn't trust everyone.
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You don't have to be remembered by a bad first impression.
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No one has the power to make you feel like you don't exist.
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All seems valuable to me. I get why we thought we needed to get rid of the game, and it should only be played by anyone who wants to play. But the game mirrors life- its trials and tribulations- and can provide a crash course. So, instead of asking our members to choose what they want to be right now, I respectfully propose that we reintroduce the game so we can discover where we all best fit in, and we can all be happy.
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Hm... If we're going to do this, there needs to be some ground rules.
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Of course, I think there's no more sequestering. Everyone who wants to visit those in the game can come and go as they please.
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And we'll want to have regular check ins. Make sure no one's being put in any real danger.
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And remember. The competition is a teaching tool. If at any point it feels like we're loosing sight of that, that the game becomes a point of... obsession, we need to intervene. The game needs to self esteem, not replace it.
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Hear Hear!
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We'll need to present this new vision to everyone.
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But we're going to need a host.
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Well, perhaps what's called for here isn't a host. It won't be this exploitative show anymore- it's just a game! In need of a moderator. A games moderator.
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(The OSC all look at each other, and come to a silent agreement)
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Well it sounds like your the Fan for the job!
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ME!?
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(Transition to the Reality Resturant. Box is talking to Taco, with Paintbrush and Lifering behind her.)
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(Annoyed) What do you mean you lost my reservation?
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(Box's pager suddenly rings) (She brings it out and sees it reads, "MANSION")
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Change of plans. the OSC needs everyone at the mansion, stat!
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(Transition to a large crowd in front of the "MePad Dedication Ceremony" stage, right outside of the mansion) (The OSC, Fan, and Knife, all stand on the stage)
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Woah, way more activity than usual here.
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Ah, just the way I dislike it!
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(Knife and Suitcase both laugh at his comment)
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Thanks everyone for coming!
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Well it was mandatory...
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It's been brought to our attention that many of you are... less than satisfied with the state of things around here.
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(While talking, she pulls out a blue file with a sad face on it, presumably a file containing all of the complaints people have had with the current system the OSC have.)
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Finally, my petition worked.
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We were very sorry to hear this, but we think we have a solution that will work for everyone. Fan?
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Inanimate Insanity... is BACK!!!
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(At news, a lot of the crowd cheers, but a few faces seem upset or unsure of this new change) (We cut to Marshmallow and Bow, who are very distressed at this news)
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WHAT!? You're bringing back the show?!
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N-not a show anymore! Just a game!
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I don't care what you call it! It put a strain on all of my relationships! The best thing I ever did, was leave it behind.
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But that's how life is, relationships are tested! You'll need someone who can be there for you when life gets tough. Friendships can get stronger in the game!
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In spite of the game.
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Let me be clear, if you don't want to play, you don't have to!
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Well I want to!
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Yeah! Don't ruin this for the rest of us!
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We're just trying to protect you! You wouldn't know, you haven't played!
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Well I have, and I would give it another shot!
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So would I, is that so wrong?
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(Toilet suddenly pops in, surprising Soap)
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YES! You should be ashamed of yourselves! What would MePad think?
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He'd think... that we should do whatever we felt was right.
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(Toilet is appalled at what Taco says, and gives her a mean side eye)
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I don't think any of us are right or wrong to feel how we feel, but anyone interested in playing, is welcome to join!
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Anyone?
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Of course!- W-wait, who said that?
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(Fan looks at the crowd)
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Ooh! Sorry, I'm new here.
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(An ear of corn that looks like Cobs pushes themselves up to the front of the crowd.)
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My name's Poppy!
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(Everyone looks at Poppy in fear and shock.)
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