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Noxigar: Honestly, most of Ep 2 is fine but it as an Episode is not very standalone. :Y

2018-10-20T09:10:32Z

Honestly, most of Ep 2 is fine but it as an Episode is not very standalone. :Y

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Noxigar at 08:13, 20 October 2018

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Noxigar at 04:56, 20 October 2018

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Noxigar at 04:46, 20 October 2018

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Noxigar: Created page with "== Synopsis == Oh yes, yes again. == Transcript == ''{Open to a long, sweeping shot of an anonymous town lightly peppered with classical music. The sky is dark grey, the wea..."

2018-10-20T04:11:21Z

Created page with "== Synopsis == Oh yes, yes again. == Transcript == ''{Open to a long, sweeping shot of an anonymous town lightly peppered with classical music. The sky is dark grey, the wea..."

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== Synopsis ==
Oh yes, yes again.

== Transcript ==

''{Open to a long, sweeping shot of an anonymous town lightly peppered with classical music. The sky is dark grey, the weather overcast. A plane flies over the town, from the right side of the screen to the left. The title pops up - "Wikihood" - then fades. As the title fades, zoom inward to the plane. Multiple passengers can be seen. Cut to the plane itself, then another sweeping shot. The camera reaches a door marked "First Class," which opens to let the camera continue through. Eventually, the camera passes a booth filled with smoke. Two passengers - one dark-skinned Drow and a human - are the focus of the shot.}''

'''LEIGH:''' ''{coughs}'' Man, did I pick a bad time to get on.

''{Cut to a shot inside the smoke.}''

'''JULIAN ROSENBERG:''' Sorry about that, homie. My pops and his friends always pull this kind of shit. It's not like we can jump out again.

'''LEIGH:''' Again? I thought it was just the one time!

''{Leigh continues coughing.}''

'''JULIAN:''' It ''was.''

'''LEIGH:''' Jesus, I wonder how my brother's doing.

''{Cut to a shot of another Drow, who doesn't look too different from Leigh save for lighter-coloured hair. He is in a nice suit, playing Dance Dance Revolution flawlessly. His mouth moves, as if to sing alongside what he is dancing to. Cut back to Leigh and Julian.}''

'''JULIAN:''' Probably boring legal work.

''{On the overhead radio, [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FTQbiNvZqaY Africa by Toto] plays.}''

'''JULIAN:''' Woo, my jam!

''{Leigh and Julian begin singing the lyrics. Zoom outward, to reveal what's below the plane at the time - a prison - while the music still plays. Cut to the prison, where a human is being escorted by two Orc guards. The prisoner and the two guards stop by an office where a third Orc is present.}''

'''AGROB:''' Two years' time off for good behaviour? You? I don't believe it!

'''CHAOS:''' I don't know if I believe it, either.

'''KRUSK:''' Well, I ''know'' I have...

''{Krusk goes through some papers.}''

'''KRUSK:''' A release at 3:30 AM. Correct me, if I'm wrong. Felix Abraxas Zabat?

'''CHAOS:''' Everyone calls me-

''{The third Orc - Philloren - elbows Chaos.}''

'''PHILLOREN:''' We're not starting this bit.

'''CHAOS:''' Ugh, come on! I'm-

''{Krusk clears his throat.}''

'''KRUSK:''' So, did we learn anything?

'''CHAOS:''' To not get caught.

''{Abgrob smacks Chaos upside the head.}''

'''CHAOS:''' Ow! Yeah, yeah, to... to not commit any more crimes, be a productive member of society, I know the spiel.

''{Short pause.}''

'''KRUSK:''' That'll do.

'''AGROB:''' Let's give him his stuff back, and get this over with. I already had to miss my Welsh terrorists television show 'cause of this assclown.

''{Krusk nods.}''

'''CHAOS:''' Rest assured, I at least have my ride sorted out.

'''PHILLOREN:''' I would ''hope'' so. You were supposed to be in here for ''five'' years.

''{Krusk takes out multiple items.}''

'''KRUSK:''' Black shirt... check. Black jeans... check. Leather belt... check. Skull belt buckle... check. Toshiteck Cassette Player... check. Wallet... check. Credit card... check. Oh, um. Condoms... check. Klaus Nomi cassette... check. And a Ring of Destruction... check. Does all this sound right to you?

''{Chaos examines all the items.}''

'''CHAOS:''' Surprisingly, all still in good shape.

'''AGROB:''' It's a shame the ring doesn't fit my pinky.

''{Chaos frowns. Then, a buzz is heard outside. All eyes turn to a window, the camera following suit. In the distance, an ice cream truck can be spotted.}''

'''KRUSK:''' Nice ride, eh?

''{The ice cream truck gets closer, playing [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y9cwF-jxZaA&feature=youtu.be La Cucaracha] through use of a horn.}''

'''CHAOS:''' What the-

'''???:''' YO, CHAOS! OVER HERE!

''{Chaos visibly shakes.}''

'''CHAOS:''' ''{voiceover}'' No no no no no no no no. This has got to be a mistake-

''{A blond-haired man gets out of the truck. He appears in his mid-20's, wearing a red-and-blue bowling shirt and acid-washed jeans. He approaches Chaos, warmly embracing him.}''

'''???:''' Chaos, mon! I missed ya!

'''PHILLOREN:''' I take it you know this guy?

'''???:''' Know 'im? Hah, of course 'e knows me! I'm 'is guardian!

''{The tan-skinned man shakes every guard's hand.}''

'''LEX:''' My name's Lex, and I'm 'is ride!

''{Chaos closes his eyes and sighs.}''

'''CHAOS:''' Let's just get the hell out of here.

''{Chaos runs off. Lex slowly, but surely, follows him.}''

'''CHAOS:''' ''{whispering}'' I thought you "found a sick new ride that would be super dope."

'''LEX:''' This ''is'' a sick new ride! Well, after one o' my pals helped touch up on all th' things in it.

''{Chaos facepalms.}''

'''CHAOS:''' Sounds like you've gotten along in my absence, so... everything's good, then.

''{Chaos gets in the passenger's side of the truck, with Lex in the driver's.}''

'''LEX:''' You seem tense. Relax, brother. I got us a nice place in Townindale.

'''CHAOS:''' Towningdale? Now, I'm intrigued. What kind of place is it?

'''LEX:''' You'll see.

''{Lex and Chaos drive off.}''

'''CHAOS:''' FREEDOMMMMMMMM!

''{After a few seconds, the radio can be heard playing.}''

'''ANCHOR:''' After a terrifying standoff with the military, the goons responsible for robbing the Byzantium building were successfully subdued; all civilians were relieved, in no small part thanks to the lack of casualties. This is Sarah Khoroushi, and you are listening to the-

''{Chaos turns the dial, switching the radio off.}''

'''LEX:''' Come on, I was listenin' to that!

'''CHAOS:''' It bored me.

'''LEX:''' I'd been followin' the story for the past couple hours, mate!

'''CHAOS:''' What are hours, compared to days? Days, compared to weeks? Weeks, compared to months? MONTHS, COMPARED TO YEARS?!

'''LEX:''' Three years, compared to five?

'''CHAOS:''' Easy for you to say. You didn't get caught.

'''LEX:''' Things have kinda been hell for all o' us since ya left.

'''CHAOS:''' What, did the cash you make off with not last long?

'''LEX:''' I couldn't turn it all into gold!

'''CHAOS:''' Uh-

'''LEX:''' Well, at least the paper I was given instead had been helpful to someone.

''{Short pause.}''

'''CHAOS:''' You... you didn't spend it all in one place, right?

'''LEX:''' 'Course not.

''{Chaos is visibly more nervous than before.}''

'''CHAOS:''' Y'know what? Let's put the radio back on. It's been ages until I've actually listened to music, y'know? Proper music, not the stuff they play in the prisons. The good stuff.

'''LEX:''' Y'got it!

''{Lex turns the dial on the car stereo, moving through various FM frequencies until Chaos shoves his hand away, leaving the radio on a station playing [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ONoi86Zyj3k I Wouldn't Want To Be Like You, by the Alan Parsons Project.]}''

'''CHAOS:''' This one.

'''LEX:''' Alright, there's one last thing I should-

'''CHAOS:''' It can wait. I need this.

''{Lex wordlessly nods. Zoom out to a montage of the truck driving on the highway by the sea as the music plays. As dawn begins to appear, the Wikihood show title appears over the glistening waters, illuminated by the rising sun. As the truck begins to enter a small city, we cut back to the interior.}''

'''LEX:''' Almost there!

'''CHAOS:''' A place in Towningdale, of all cities?

'''LEX:''' I couldn't let ya down.

'''CHAOS:''' You definitely didn't.

''{Chaos sticks his head out of the window, looking at the beautiful metropolis outside.}''

'''CHAOS:''' Can you smell the air? It smells like freedom, doesn't it? You and me, we hit the big shots!

''{As the truck goes further through downtown, Chaos turns to Lex.}''

'''CHAOS:''' Uh-

'''LEX:''' Just a little bit more.

''{The truck goes even further. Cut to the outside becoming less and less wealthy-looking, until a small glimmer of immense quality reaches Chaos' eyes.}''

'''LEX:''' Little Moscow.

'''CHAOS:''' I'm sorry, what?

'''LEX:''' That's where we live now.

'''CHAOS:''' Do you speak French?

'''LEX:''' I'm still learnin'.

''{The truck stops. It is parked in front of a small Eastern-European restaurant, which has a sign reading "Katsuyasha's."}''

'''CHAOS:''' What? This is a pierogi bar.

''{Lex turns the car off, and exits the vehicle.}''

'''CHAOS:''' What, are we visiting a friend?

'''LEX:''' In a manner of speaking, sure.

''{Lex and Chaos head inside the pierogi bar.}''

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	'''CHAOS:''' Ah, screw it.		'''CHAOS:''' Ah, screw it.

−	''{Chaos drinks as he picks up the television remote and turns the television on. The camera ~~zooms~~ out of the ~~apartment~~ and shows a ~~picture~~ of the ~~city~~ of ~~Townindale~~, ~~located~~ on ~~Republic Island~~.}''	+	''{Chaos drinks as he picks up the television remote and turns the television on. The screen becomes black-and-white, then goes "fast-forward." Gold text on the top center says "7:00 AM," and persists, as the camera cuts to Lex's bedroom. It dissipates, as the alarm clock says the same time and goes off to the tune of [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lVIxDpvjJr0 Mr Blue Sky, by ELO.]}''
		+
		+	'''ALARM:''' Good morning! Today's forecast calls for blue skies.
		+
		+	''{As the music begins, Lex opens his eyes. He smiles widely, stretching his arms and taking the covers off of him as he gets up. The alarm sings the lyrics of Mr Blue Sky, while Lex continues throughout. He hops out of bed in his pajamas and immediately pulls open the curtains. He opens the window; this reveals a pleasant, sunny scene outside. Passersby are shown, as Lex greets them from the window. After a few seconds of greeting said people, he does a merry jig towards his closet, going through his wardrobe. He peers through varying outfits with a curious pose, as a lightbulb appears over his head and he grabs one among the outfits. He spins around and now wears his new outfit. He marches towards the bathroom, brushing his teeth in front of the mirror. A Soviet mouse shows up near the sink, with Lex greeting it through a warm smile and wave. The mouse simply salutes Lex back. After marching out of the bathroom, a pillow hits Lex, which puts a stop to the music.}''
		+
		+	'''CHAOS:''' HOLY FUCK, LEX. IT'S 7:00 IN THE FUCKING MORNING; IT'S TOO EARLY FOR THIS SHIT.
		+
		+	''{The pillow falls off of Lex's face, planting into the ground with a thud. Chaos also hits the ground with a thud, attempting to get off the couch but instead rolling off it.}''
		+
		+	'''LEX:''' But, it's Saturday morning!
		+
		+	''{Chaos gets up, and grips Lex by the shoulders.}''
		+
		+	'''CHAOS:''' For me, "Saturday morning" starts at 2:00 in the afternoon.
		+
		+	'''LEX:''' Did... did you sleep last night?
		+
		+	'''CHAOS:''' I want to say I did?
		+
		+	''{The screen rewinds, with gold text saying "4:30 AM." Chaos has a glass of Naminade in his hands, and he is watching the television. Sounds of clashing swords, gore, and hardcore sex can be heard offscreen, as he watches.}''
		+
		+	'''CHAOS:''' I can't believe it. They've finally managed to reconcile my love for pornography and violence. This is awesome.
		+
		+	''{Chaos' head slowly falls into one of the couch arms.}''
		+
		+	'''CHAOS:''' ''{yawns}'' Just... one... more... episode...
		+
		+	''{Fast-forward back to the present.}''
		+
		+	'''CHAOS:''' Nevermind that, it's still to early! I bet Garfield isn't awake yet!
		+
		+	''{Pan to Garfield in the kitchen.}''
		+
		+	'''GARFIELD:''' I've been up since 5:00.
		+
		+	''{Cut back to Chaos and Lex.}''
		+
		+	'''CHAOS:''' You guys are weird.
		+
		+	'''LEX:''' Up for a morning run?
		+
		+	'''CHAOS:''' My options are "No" and "Fuck no."
		+
		+	'''LEX:''' Aw, c'mon! ''I'' gotta keep my cardiovascular health goin'!
		+
		+	'''CHAOS:''' Good for you, but I don't subject myself to ''exercise'' this early.
		+
		+	'''GARFIELD:''' All that so-called "exercise" is kind of pointless, if you decide to run on empty.
		+
		+	'''CHAOS:''' Oh man, now that ''is'' something that I can agree with. Food.
		+
		+	''{Chaos goes toward the kitchen.}''
		+
		+	'''CHAOS:''' So, Garfield. What are you making?
		+
		+	'''GARFIELD:''' Bacon, eggs, grits, sausage, toast, and jam.
		+
		+	'''CHAOS:''' What? No cool nickname for that combination?
		+
		+	'''GARFIELD:''' Not really. It's kind of just a bog standard breakfast, really. Though, I do relish in making happy clown faces with the eggs and bacon!
		+
		+	'''LEX:''' I suppose it isn't harmful to get somethin'.
		+
		+	''{Lex takes a seat at the dining table. Garfield brings a plate of food and lays it in front of Lex. He takes two more plates of food and puts them down as both he and Chaos seat themselves. Forward to them talking while eating.}''
		+
		+	'''CHAOS:''' Y'know, I've been meaning to ask. What ''did'' I miss while I was in prison?
		+
		+	'''LEX:''' Quite a lot, actually.
		+
		+	''{The screen slows down a bit.}''
		+
		+	'''LEX:''' Politics politics politics politics politics politics politics politics.
		+
		+	''{Garfield's face looks crestfallen.}''
		+
		+	'''GARFIELD:''' Politics politics politics politics politics politics politics politics.
		+
		+	''{The screen returns to normal speed.}''
		+
		+	'''CHAOS:''' I'd like to be caught up on things that aren't lame and boring. Is Betty White still alive?
		+
		+	'''LEX:''' I... think so?
		+
		+	''{Chaos sighs in relief.}''
		+
		+	'''CHAOS:''' All I needed to know.
		+
		+	''{The screen slows down once again.}''
		+
		+	'''GARFIELD:''' Politics politics politics politics politics politics politics politics.
		+
		+	''{The screen returns to normal speed.}''
		+
		+	'''CHAOS:''' Dude. Stop.
		+
		+	''{Garfield blinks.}''
		+
		+	'''GARFIELD:''' My apologies.
		+
		+	''{Lex has finished his breakfast.}''
		+
		+	'''LEX:''' Yummers!

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 '''GARFIELD:''' You heard correctly. I am indeed a geneticist for NoxCorp.
-'''CHAOS:''' Aaaaaaaand you've been here for four years?
+'''CHAOS:''' Aaaaaaaand you've been here for enough time?
-'''GARFIELD:''' Affirmative. Or was it three? Maybe five?
+'''GARFIELD:''' Affirmative.
 '''CHAOS:''' This tiny apartment? You've had a six figure job, and you've been living... here?