future is now

[idolpro]

[And the rave ends just like that.

As soon as you blink, you find yourself standing right in the center of a living room inside a quaint, pink house.]

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[resonantblue]

[stares blankly at the screen]

Yeah, I was looking for inspiration...

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Starts flipping through the channels at an obnoxious pace]

Tell me when to stop.

[resonantblue]

[eventually a typical sitcom hits the screen, one where there seems to be a few people arguing on the screen over CHEATING and BABIES with dramatic music in the background]

—oh! This might be it!

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Intensity does stop.

R e l u c t a n t l y.

Please no.

But flatly:]

You want to watch this?

[resonantblue]

[suddenly insecure and embarrassed, oh no]

I-I need something really dramatic and intense... I want to win the game and show Silence I can play in games on my own, too!

Are there better options...?

1/2

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

No. This is fine.

[Gestures for Song to take a seat]

My primary skill revolves around computers. So I'm going to go see if I can find one.

I'll be right back.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[As an afterthought]

If anything even remotely strange happens, call for me.

[resonantblue]

[nods quickly and sits down, WATCHING THIS DRAMA UNFOLD]

Got it, got it!

[waves her hand]

Get your computer, I'll study this scene!




[she is definitely going to call for him while he's gone]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[He comes when she calls as promised - lugging a computer and some microphone with him.

The microphone gets tossed to Song]

Catch.

[resonantblue]

[she reflexively catches it! and since he's been gone, her eyes are a little... empty. her voice is a bit off, too? it doesn't match her equally hollow smile.

that said, the screen is currently showing off a person with a knife in their chest as they dramatically fall to the ground with the worst acting ever]

Thank you so much, Intensity. This is great.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[!!!

That's not alarming at all.

He puts down the computer on the nearby chair and goes to press a hand to her forehead]

Song...?

[resonantblue]

Hmm? Hey, hey, don't block the screen...!

[normal temperature! and very focused on the tv]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[He shifts to the side, taking a seat next to her, legs crossed as he watches the garbage show continue on the screen]

[resonantblue]

[somehow that shitty actor is STILL dying as more fake blood sprays out of their—neck? must be a fake blood packet in their collar or something]

...don't you think they could've done a better job of that?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Absolutely.

The acting is beyond atrocious. And the special effects must have been designed by a 4 year old.

Case in point - that blood is much too red.

[resonantblue]

And that's why I called you in—because I just knew you'd know a thing or two about how it's really done, right?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Sure your passion is acting?

Sounds like the director's chair is where you want to be sitting.

[resonantblue]

[—!]

It would be pretty nice to call the shots...

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

So you tell me how you would salvage this mockery of entertainment.

[resonantblue]

First thing's first, there was something to be desired in the stabbing technique! It was a single "poke" which is nothing. Really, that knife should have been buried in the chest and twisted at the hilt.

Next up, the blood IS pretty vibrant... and I think there could have been more of it.

Also, the actor didn't scream enough! Yes, yes, they were agonized over the stab, yes, but... where was the true horror? Where were the fear in those tearful eyes?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

There's no satisfaction in defeating someone unless they've been completely crushed first. And more importantly, that they know of the utter futility of it all at the time of their demise.

Is that what you're saying?

[resonantblue]

Yes, yes! I want to see them struggle, too!

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Stands up - offering his hand to Song]

So let's stage a murder, Song.

Surely we can do better than they did.

[resonantblue]

[!!!! takes his hand, standing up]

I think so, too! It looks like you have to finish working on your computery things, so I'll get the props and we can prepare a murder better than that.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Good.

Bring back any computer and game related things to the living room. I'll meet you when you're ready.

[Picks up the stuffed teddy bear and hands it to her. It's no Jyanta replacement, but---

Maybe it will serve for some familiarity or inspiration]