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Post by mystery on May 23, 2018 22:33:38 GMT -8
The show starts out with an aerial flyover of a tropical city eerily similar to Miami, with a ballad dedicated to "friendship which stands the test of time" playing in the background. During this song, a montage of scenes with various older looking temporics in a nice ranch style home can be seen. There appears to be four in particular throughout the entire intro sequence.
"Could never get tired of this..." Ranjam relaxes as they watch the show.
The episode opens up with an establishing shot of the house from the front yard, before cutting to the main room. One of the main characters, later identified as Jade Billand, the airhead with a heart of gold, walks in with what looks like a wicker basket full of puppies. Well, the closest thing to puppies that could be found on korous. They're referred to as "yappers". "Oh friends, look at what I've got here!" Jade exclaims. "A big mouth and a load of dirty laundry!" a shorter, much shrewder person walks in, later identified as Chairina Bolero. "They're yappers!""I could hear that even without my hearing aid!" Chairina remarks. At this point, a rather stylishly dressed person struts into the room, later identified as Noire Hostes, the grand desert raised seductress. Their scarf is noticibly translucent and flows quite freely. Some might wonder how they managed to get away with such a provocative outfit on regional television. "The most wonderful thing just happened today," Noire airily announces. "How did you know I rescued a litter of orphaned yappers a couple hours ago?" Jade butts in with legitimate wonder and awe, as if Noire was some kind of mind reading wizard. Noire pauses, and then resumes their announcement. "As I was sayin', I'm going on a date with the owner of the golf course across town! We're meeting up tonight at the ritziest restaurant in town.~""Good for you!" Jade chimes in, despite being cut off just seconds before. "Honestly I could care less about the restaurant part of the date though." Noire suggestively puts their hand against their rather flowy and almost see-through neck-scarf. "Can ya bring me home a prime rib in a yappy bag if you're not eating anything there?" Chairina comments. "I don't think these yappers are quite ready for steak..." Jade voices their concern. "Not for them, for me!" Chairina finishes.
Mellan and Ranjam laugh together at the jokes. It's a wonder that a show so old can still be just as funny years after.
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Post by mystery on May 24, 2018 11:42:22 GMT -8
As the episode continues, it becomes apparent that Chairina's rather level headed middle-aged daughter, Glinda Qworkek, has become wrapped up in her ex partner's quest to get out of debt from their emergent gambling problem, and has somehow managed to borrow 500 Week-stacks from her. She still doesn't know why she decided to do that for such an untrustworthy and unfaithful individual. As an aside, Noire tells Jade that they must find the yappers a new home, as they do not like to have pets in the house. To make matters worse, Chairina straight-up goes missing at one point. Jade tries at least once to leash up the yappers and get them to try and sniff Chairina out, which just leads them to another yapper and their owner a couple blocks away. At the lowest point of the episode, Jade and Glinda sit around the dining table and share a couple slices of cheesecake together. Jade attempts to share a story of something rather bone-headed that happened back in their infamously low IQ home town of C1 Lola (C1 being a shortening of "Chosen one"), that supposedly relates to the issues at hand. It doesn't. Noire joins the party at the table when it turns out their date fell through due to an important poker match that their fling had spontaneously agreed to that day. They mention that Glinda's ex is the challenger, likely betting everything they own and owe to get it all back. They decide to attend the poker game, while plotting out various schemes together. The sages arrive at the casino and surprise, Chairina is there watching things go down. They make a sharp quip and decide to join the others for the spectacle. Glinda's ex loses quite easily against the golf course owner, and they are left coinless, not a second to spare. Soon after however, Jade gets in trouble due to bringing the yappers along (they brought them because they didn't want them to be lonely back at the house), prompting security to show up and begin escorting them out. The golf course owner decides to investigate the scene for themself and the yappers begin growling and yapping at the wealthy figure. One of them leaps up and sinks their teeth into their clothes, causing playing cards to spill out of their pockets. The golf course owner had cheated! Glinda demands that her ex is declared the winner instead. The golf course owner refuses. Glinda's guardian then uses what they had learned back in their native region and threatens to blackmail and sully their reputation into the ground so hard that they'll never work in this city ever again. The golf course owner reluctantly gives the sages the prize money and the worthless trinkets that Glinda's ex tried to use as bargaining chips. The security guard takes a liking to the yappers, and expresses a desire to adopt them after Jade mentions thatthey need to find them a new home. They hesitantly hand the yappers over, but only after asking if they'll make sure to love and care for them and give them lots of little kisses and treats. The security guard accepts the terms in a bit of a non-serious manner and gingerly walks away with the litter of yappers, smile on their face. Later, the sages return home to reflect on their day, having reached a point of equilibrium once more. Nothing gained, and nothing lost.
Well, except for Chairina, who managed to score a lifetime membership at the local golf course in the process of their dark negotiation with the owner.
And with that, the episode is brought to a close.
"That was a good one..." Mellan yawns and stretches
"yeah. I think it's getting pretty late. We should get to bed soon." Ranjam gets up and stretches, and then helps Mellan up on their feet as well.
Mellan smiles at Ranjam and then goes to grab a blanket from the corner of the room, putting it down on the couch. "You can use this for tonight" Mellan addresses Atria. "Try to get some good sleep." The blanket looks rather thick and warm.
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Post by mystery on Nov 27, 2018 21:34:00 GMT -8
Mellan and Ranjam are fast asleep at this point. It's likely they won't discover the note until the "morning".
With the police already back at the station and too tired to chase anyone else tonight, Atria is able to quite easily make it back to the staircase without incident.
Ascending the stairs, there is a partially dismantled thing partially blocking the stairwell. It doesn't seem too difficult to climb past with some effort.
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Post by mystery on Nov 27, 2018 22:09:37 GMT -8
The blazing red sun shines down upon the surface. It may take a moment to adjust to the harsh brightness.
But upon reaching that point, it appears that there is a collapsed man at the closest edge of the greenery.
It's the same man that was on the run almost an hour ago.
He appears to be quite exhausted, but still very much alive. His breathing seems to be regular at this point.
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Post by mystery on Nov 28, 2018 8:40:03 GMT -8
The sleeping guy rolls over slightly, still fast asleep. it's almost uncanny how much he looks like a temporic version of Hank Hill, plus an orange handkerchief around his neck. What was this guy's name that they mentioned back there? Skid row?
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Post by mystery on Nov 28, 2018 21:47:05 GMT -8
Ski-ball (uh, that's probably his name...?) finally stirs from his slumber. His eyes open, orange upon a highly reflective yellow.
He blinks a few times.
It appears somebody has spotted him. A slight sense of alert. However, it appears whoever has found him is not carapace-- they're temporic, as far as he can tell. The silhouette with those familiar horns brings him relief.
Skiff is still trying to shake the mental fog away. Dreams of his partner, a mysterious verdant strip, and the hope of a new life free of oppression... these things still occupy him, in a disorganized manner.
"....Ethan?"
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Post by mystery on Nov 29, 2018 16:53:17 GMT -8
Skimask rubs his eyes and tries to focus. That's clearly not his beloved partner, as much as he would want them to be.
A sigh.
Not all dreams come true, it seems.
Skilled practitioner takes a moment to try and sit up, pushing against the ground with his elbow, and then a lift from his hand on the other side.
It takes a moment, but he re-gathers his bearings.
Somehow, that verdant green strip... hasn't disappeared like he thought it would. In fact, gazing down that great jade carpet, rolled out against the dunes, it seems that it goes for miles.
"...dang, whoever you are, do you know anything about this? I haven't seen anything like this since... the closest thing would be back in the suburbs of Canyon City..."
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Post by mystery on Nov 29, 2018 20:19:29 GMT -8
It seems he's found the right stranger to talk to.
"Try me. I've been on the business end of plenty of unbelievable things. After getting chucked into this post-apocalyptic future by one of the 'Chosen Ones'... I'm damn-near ready to believe anything."
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Post by mystery on Nov 30, 2018 19:26:07 GMT -8
Principal Skinner looks at her, and then back at the oasis road.
"...you're behind this?"
He looks back at her, smiling, practically with tears.
"...it's beautiful. You've done a fine job, however you set this up."
A pause.
"...How did you pull this off? Store-bought grass seed doesn't exactly take off so easily on these dunes. This damn-near puts golf courses to shame it's so well done."
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Post by mystery on Nov 30, 2018 21:49:40 GMT -8
He gasps.
Is that... magic?!
"ticks an' tocks... who are you?"
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Post by mystery on Dec 1, 2018 21:25:55 GMT -8
"...It's, an honor to meet you, Atria."
"My name's Skidor. I don't have any special powers or whatnot. I'm just a joe schmoe in the middle of somethin' bigger than myself."
Skidor glances off, back towards the boarded up boutique.
"My partner, and everyone else... they're still stuck down there. Held down by the laws of a madtem. I don't know if you care about the problems of average folk, but I could use all the help I can get..."
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Post by mystery on Dec 3, 2018 19:58:50 GMT -8
"Are you kidding? You've got the power of instant plants in the palms of your hands! With your power, at very least they can live somewhere else than that sunless hole in the ground! There's nothing stopping most of 'em from walking out the door but the thought that there's nothin' but sand beyond Alcove. If enough of em can be convinced that there's life on the surface, we might just have a chance of building a better future."
Skidor seems determined, but there's one troubling thought that's still stuck with him.
"...But that won't be enough to get back my partner. They've still got him locked up... "
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Post by mystery on Dec 4, 2018 0:35:21 GMT -8
"It's... complicated. Has something to do with an incident years ago with a slab Ethan dug out while at work, a link to a web site that our childspawn found on it, the chosen ones, and who knows what else. It's been a roller coaster ever since then and I've been chasing my partner since they captured him."
Skidor sighs.
"I miss him so much. I've only gotten to see glimpses of him down there before getting chased off by guards."
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Post by SJmun on Dec 6, 2018 21:09:58 GMT -8
From the sky, a shining point glimmers, just for a moment.
Suddenly, a blazing twin trails of fire slash across the desert, with a small white car at the end of it. Thankfully, it's far enough and parallel to the green path to avoid any pyrotechnic disaster.
The door on the passenger side is kicked open with a mighty boot.
A woman with a long brown hair, black hat with pins, and cheap sunglasses steps out.
Despite the sunglasses, she still needs to squint in the late morning sun.
"...should have brought a welding mask. ->"
She turns around and pulls out her camera. With a click, the car is gone, captured in a photo.
She walks slowly across the dunes, towards the meet-up point about 20 meters away.
It seems she decided to go with an old favorite outfit. Green tee, brown vest, blue jeans.
A short dramatic walk later, she arrives in front of the group.
"It's been a while, hasn't it? ->"
Niki Garren stands before the two of them there, supposedly ready for whatever may happen next.
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Post by mystery on Dec 6, 2018 21:35:42 GMT -8
Skidor waits for her answer. A few minutes pass by. And then, the car landing.
"What the... what's going on here?"
It doesn't take long for something new to happen. A figure approaches, and greets them.
Skidor looks at this hornless stranger with mild confusion.
"...who the, who are you??"
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