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.]

Comments

[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]

[resonantblue]

Got it...!

[she takes the bear, and doesn't really respond to it. she heads to the Play Room and returns with a tablet full of kid's apps and... a Leftendo! yeah.]

These look computery and maybe gamey, yeah?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Excellent.

Set them on the table.

Now, any inspiration come to you yet?

[resonantblue]

Well...

[looks at the teddy bear]

No...

Say, say, Intensity, how do we act out a murder without killing you?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Easy. You don't kill me.

You don't think that actor died in that scene, did you?

[resonantblue]

...of course not!

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

So we can make some fake blood in the kitchen. It can't be that hard.

And you'll just have to be creative with perspective and angles.

[resonantblue]

So much work... but I'll do it, because I want to feel that thrill again! I felt it before, even though I can't remember when... and I liked it so much!

[she says as she heads into the kitchen to gather stuff]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Following her into the kitchen.

Nope. This is not concerning at all.

Nope.]