RiffText/TheBluebryShow/3

BLUEBRY: Is anyone sitting next to you?

MAN: Get the hell out of my face.

NOXIGAR: "I don't have the imagination to think of a proper setup for this dialogue bit, so I will just throw dialogue before I mention the setting, then come up with the setting at a later date"

{Bluebry grabs a handle above him instead. He does not like riding the metro}

"That man is very angry and does not seem very hygienic," thought Bluebry. "He may be a vagrant."

NOXIGAR: Why the hell are you switching from script format to writing like it's a prose?

{Next to Bluebry there is a young woman listening to her MP3 player very loudly. You can hear the music playing. Her phone begins to ring.}

{Soulja Boy comes out and starts gently caressing the young woman.

With force.}

NOXIGAR: Is this a "censored" way of implying sexual harassment?

SOULJA BOY TELL EM: SOULJA BOY UP IN THIS HO

"Should I tell her that her phone is ringing? She may not want to be disturbed," thought Bluebry.

NOXIGAR: Good thoughts. I like how this protagonist is careful unlike a good majority of others. Too bad this gets worse.

{The train

NOXIGAR: I thought it was a metro? Like a bus?

hits a bump and one of her earbuds falls out. She notices her phone ringing.}

YOUNG WOMAN: {to Bluebry} Why didn't you tell me my phone was ringing? Asshole.

NOXIGAR: It's not like he'd have known you were an inconsiderate jackass.

{she answers her phone} Yeah sorry, some asshole didn't tell me my phone was ringing.

NOXIGAR: The young woman sits next to Bluebry and is implied to be a complete stranger. Why does she expect so much from him?

"Apparently I should have told her," thought Bluebry.

{An older gentleman looks as if he is about to say something, but in fear of youth refrains from it}

"I am afraid of this youth," thought the older gentleman.

"This statement was not necessary," thought Noxigar.

"I think that older gentleman is afraid that youth. I wish I could say something so that he could understand I am nothing to be afraid of and am separate from her, so that he knows not all young people are mindless and some still have their sensibility," thought Bluebry.

Noxigar tries to write something mindful, but ends up losing track of what Bluebry is saying, due to the very bizarre wording.

YOUNG WOMAN: {on phone, yelling too loud for a light-rail car} So what? I don't give a {censored} what he thinks.

"I am disappointed that Bluebry did not write this in prose format," Noxigar let out a groan whilst he thought, "It would make this fanstuff so much better if he did."

"She does not seem very pleasant," thought Bluebry. "I should avoid her and let her be to prevent any trouble. I should probably get off at the next stop and ride a different train."

PA SYSTEM: Now arriving at Government District. Please exit the tram

NOXIGAR: Is it a metro? Is it a train? You keep changing what the vehicle is

using the doors on your right. Please exit the tram using the doors on your right. Please exit the tram using the doors on your right.

"You do not have to treat me as a child," Bluebry thought.

"I don't find this statement funny," Noxigar thought, "It lacks humour and proper character interaction with a machine, as if he was talking to the other gentleman instead."

As Bluebry finally left the metro train

"It's good that Bluebry finally decides to settle with calling the damn vehicle he was on a metro train," Noxigar sighed with relief.

to merely hop on another, only one thought entered his brain: "Christ, these rules suck."

THE END