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capeandcowl2012-08-18 10:03 am
jailbrake) wrote in capeandcowl2012-08-18 10:03 am
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[the camera is focused on one half of a television, where the popular new spinoff of the long-running telenovela A Single Potato, One Yam to Give, is playing. For the record, it is set 100 years after the original, features the descendents of the original characters, and is on Mars. A heated confrontation appears to be taking place on the TV screen, but the volume's been lowered so that it's a dull roar behind Michiko's own voice. The lighting is dim--maybe she's drawn her curtains--and judging by what a fan is currently doing very little to disperse from the air, she's been smoking. this, of course, is basically like saying that water is wet.]
Yeah, so. [there's a pause, and then a leisurely exhale.] Someone explain this to me. I ain't been here as long as some of you, but 's been--I don't know, a while since you got here. And when shit happens, it happens here, yeah? In this shitty place. [SHE MEANS THE CITY...] But we're not banned here. Not even stuck here. So what happened to make the rest of the world so damn scared of us? Must have been pretty bad, if it took them this long to do it. [her voice sounds a little less brassy, a little more thoughtful.] And which one's next? None of them got any reason to care more than the others, right? So--
["CLEMENTE, NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!"]
--oi, Esteban what the hell?! That's not Raul or Zargox, the fuck do you think you're doing?
[But there's the sound of her fumbling with something plastic, and the volume steadily increases.
"ESTEBAN, HOW COULD YOU! HE WAS MY ONLY LOVE! I NEVER KNEW YOU COULD BE SO... SO HEARTLESS AND CRUEL!"
"BUT LUCIANA! CLEMENTE WAS NOT MY TWIN BROTHER AT ALL. HE IS--MY CLONE!"
the studio audience gasps; Michiko gives a loud "tch" and grabs the communicator. it goes dark for a moment, then shows her face from a low and tilted angle.]
How the hell are you breathing anyway? ... Aa, forget it. This show doesn't make any damn sense.
Yeah, so. [there's a pause, and then a leisurely exhale.] Someone explain this to me. I ain't been here as long as some of you, but 's been--I don't know, a while since you got here. And when shit happens, it happens here, yeah? In this shitty place. [SHE MEANS THE CITY...] But we're not banned here. Not even stuck here. So what happened to make the rest of the world so damn scared of us? Must have been pretty bad, if it took them this long to do it. [her voice sounds a little less brassy, a little more thoughtful.] And which one's next? None of them got any reason to care more than the others, right? So--
["CLEMENTE, NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!"]
--oi, Esteban what the hell?! That's not Raul or Zargox, the fuck do you think you're doing?
[But there's the sound of her fumbling with something plastic, and the volume steadily increases.
"ESTEBAN, HOW COULD YOU! HE WAS MY ONLY LOVE! I NEVER KNEW YOU COULD BE SO... SO HEARTLESS AND CRUEL!"
"BUT LUCIANA! CLEMENTE WAS NOT MY TWIN BROTHER AT ALL. HE IS--MY CLONE!"
the studio audience gasps; Michiko gives a loud "tch" and grabs the communicator. it goes dark for a moment, then shows her face from a low and tilted angle.]
How the hell are you breathing anyway? ... Aa, forget it. This show doesn't make any damn sense.
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