Musical plot 1 and a half [Town]

[Durp]

CHris sits in a camera room, looking at security footage in front of him. He sees only a screen with static on it. He glances around, whistling to himself.
This looks familiar...

[Beans]

He's currently fifteen.

One screen of many turns on.
It shows a girl laying against a wall in a cell.
She has long, dark hair and wears a simple white hospital gown.

[Durp]

He peers in closer, studying her.
Ah, crap, it's this place...

[Beans]

She begins... well... to sing. (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aUcRuwc0VGk)

Dear God, do you wanna send an angel down to hold me tight?
Dear God, can you climb off that tree you made into the shape of a T?
Dear God, take me away
from this place in your black limousine
Dear John and all the King's men can't put my head together again

Before the bandits
Before the flies
Before researchers come take out my eyes
The only smiles are on those dolls they have made
But they are plastic, so are their brains

Dear God, the sky is as blue as a gunshot wound
Dear God, am I alive? Or did they kill me?

Before the bandits
Before the flies
Before researchers come take out my eyes
The only smiles are on those dolls they have made
But they are plastic, so are their brains
She breaks down, sobbing.

[Durp]

Chris scowls. He glances around, looking for a cell number, or anything like that.
No, honey, going back in time to our traumatizing childhoods is a great dea, let's do it more often...

[Beans]

Cell 15.
She keeps sobbing.
A metal arm hangs limply from her shoulder.

[Durp]

He dashes out of the room, looking for cell 15. His own mechanical arm twitches.

[Beans]

A pair of guards find him before he does.
"What're you doing out of your cell, kid?"
"I think he's a new arrival, Ted."
"Huh."
They try to grab him and stuff.
His mechanical arm, because Plot screwed it over, lacks any weapons it might have had.
It's got a secret compartment with a certain device, but that's it...

[Durp]

He's grabbed. He tries to summon a chainsaw out of his arm, but realizes how screwed he actually is.
Crap!
He throws a punch at one of the guards.

[Beans]

Bonk.
The guard just grunts.
They haul him to a cell labeled "Unprocessed" and toss him in with a few other kids.

[Durp]

He lands on his face, and spits.
Erph.
He looks up at some of the other kids.
What in the hell?

[Beans]

There's a boy of 12 looking about as if trying to find some way to escape, a kid hunched in the corner, and a shivering girl of about 14.
They all look scared and confused.

Something in his arm goes klunk.

[Durp]

He looks over at it, then goes:
Uh, hello?

[Beans]

The boy looks over briefly.

The girl looks up at him and sniffles.

The thing in his arm is a vidfeed splicer.

[Durp]

He presses a button on it, raising an eyebrow.

[Beans]

It flips through a few feeds.
HALLWAY 3A: Nothing.
CELL 15: Thryza curled up on the floor.
HALLWAY 4B: A few guards and a tall man approaching.
Wait, they're approaching this room!

[Durp]

Hell.
HE looks around at the kids sitting in the room, then looks for some kind of improvised weapon, or escape route.

[Beans]

There is nothing.
Door opens.
The guards part to let the man through...
He's a tall, spry-looking old guy with a hard, sharp face and piercing pale eyes.
Well, hello there, children.
My name is Dr. Frasier.
Welcome to your new home.

[Durp]

Chris leers at him.
"Home"?

[Beans]

Well, "home" is a bit too warm-sounding.
New place of residence, at least.
Guards, let's show our new arrivals around.
The guards come in, each going to take two of the four kids by the arm. Including Chris.

[Durp]

Back off or I'll break your arm.
If they try to grab him, he'll try to do so with his metal arm.

[Beans]

Dr. Frasier goes to grab Chris's arm with his gloved hand.
If Chris tries to break it... klunk.
You're not the only one with mechanical limbs, boy.
If he has succeeded in grabbing his arm, the kids will be lead to a sort of cafeteria seperated into large cubicle-things.

[Durp]

He's taken.
I'm gonna be so happy when this place is a crater...

[Beans]

They are seated on a bench in a locked cubicle.
Frasier hits a button; the wall across from them turns transparent. He goes through its door.
On the other side is Thryza, seated at a table. A guard watches.
A plate of edible cubes is in front of her.
She reaches for one with her normal arm... ZZT.
Frasier clicks a remote and a collar around her lower neck shocks her. She lets out a small pained noise.
You know the routine, 15. We're working on your new arm, so use it.
She clumsily reaches for one with the metal arm, finally managing to eat it.
Several times during the eating of the cubes, she accidentally moves with her real arm and is shocked for it.

[Durp]

He rushes at the door, trying to yell to her. HE pounds on it with his mechanical arm.
THRYZA!!

[Beans]

The guards go to stop him, but Frasier shakes his head.
He exits through another door.
Chris is allowed into the room with Thryza, who is currently hugging her knees to her chest and breathing shakily.

[Durp]

He rushes over to her and kneels down by her, trying to wrap his arms around her.
Thryza, honey, oh god, what did they do to you..

[Beans]

She whimpers and shakily tries, not very well, to push him off her.
Don't touch me.
Nobody touch me.
Why won't everyone leave me alone?

[Durp]

He dismisses the attempt, and tries to hold her closer, stroking her hair. He begins to sing (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZgmWwMheXkk) a bit.

Come out Thryza, don't let me wait
i'll get us outta here before it's too late
Aw But sooner or later it comes down to fate
But we might as well be home...

Well, They gave you a new arm, told you today
That They'll build you a cell and now you gotta stay
Aw, but i'll tell you that they're gonna pay
For things that they might have done.....
The bad won't live too long
thats what i said
The bad won't live too long...

You're crying to me a bit too loud
You might not look too happy, or too proud
But we're gonna steam their blood into clouds
aw And we're gonna hurt someone...

So come on Thryza show me a sign
Send up a signal I'll throw you the line
The two way mirror they're're hiding behind
(you know)
Never lets in the sun
darlin the Bad won't live too long
woah
i tell ya
The bad won't live too long..

[Beans]

She just cries in his arms...
And then there's a change in her.
She feels tense. Her breathing is different.
Oh shizzle.

[Durp]

Honey?
His arms loosen, expecting something.
You okay?

[Beans]

She abruptly tries to jerk away from him and skitter back into the corner.
Don't touch me.

[Durp]

And there's resentment...
He stands up, and walks out of the cell, smirking at Fraiser.
Boom...

[Beans]

And we now know how to get those other personalties front and center for studying.
How lucky for you.
You have a use.

Thryza hurls the plate against the wall.

[Durp]

... Frak.
He glances back over his shoulder at her, and walks back into the cafeteria place.

[Beans]

She glares at him, jaw clenching.

He gets served some food that is bland but good for him.
There are tables of averagely pathetic kids.

[Durp]

He noms the food, glancing over at her. Nom nom nom nom nom nom nom nom nom nom...
Yeah, Chris, time travel is awesome...

[Beans]

She is moved to a table at which she can see him and vice versa.
She noms and snarls whenever anybody disturbs her.
After a while, lunchtiem is ovar!

[Durp]

When it's ovar, he gets up, and nudges a kid next to him.
Where do we go now?

[Beans]

"Exercise yard." The kid says, getting up and pointing to the doors that are opened to reveal, yes, an exercise yard.
Fenced in on all sides, including a domefence over it.

[Durp]

They have dumbells there?

[Beans]

"Nah, they're not stupid enough to give us heavy objects.
Just balls and stuff."
He shrugs.
The kids are sent out into the yard.

[Durp]

He walks out, looking around the recess yard.
Fun place...
HE grabs a basket ball, looking for a hoop to demonstrate his mad skillz.

[Beans]

There are hoopses.

Thryza, currently dodgeballin', plows a kid in the gut with a ball. Eeeee.

[Durp]

He bounces the ball a few times.
I always sucked at basketball as a kid...
He tosses it into the air, then snapkicks it into the hoop, the backboard groaning.
But i was always good at showing off.

[Beans]

FWANK.
FWANK.
FWANK.
That's the sound of Thryza's metal hand slapping the ball to the ground.
FWA-KOONCH!
And that's her metal hand smashing it forward.
Some kid just got hit in his future childrens.

[Durp]

Chris picks up a playground dodgeball... And wings it towards Thryza.

[Beans]

She sees it coming from the corner of her eye and backhands it away.
And gives him a death-ray stare.

[Durp]

He sticks his tongue out at her, and picks up another one, grinning. He tosses it at her.

[Beans]

She catches it.
And casually walks over.
FWANK.
FWANK.
FWANK.
Dribbling it on the way there.

[Durp]

He strafes sideways, keeping an eye on her. a kid tosses him a ball. He's got a smirk on his face.

[Beans]

Her mouth twitches.
Just can't... FWANK. stay... FWANK. away from me, can you... FWANK. Blondie?

[Durp]

He spins it on his finger.
You know you love it, babe.

[Beans]

The corner of her mouth turns up.
Try me, Goldilocks.

[Durp]

His mechanical arm clicks, then launches the ball at around 95 miles an hour towards her, him laughing slightly maniacally.

[Beans]

She thrusts her own ball forward to block it.
Her ball is slammed back into her face; she doesn't move.
There is a ghastly silence.

[Durp]

He dashes forward, his eyes widening.
Crap. Thryza, are you-

[Beans]

Her nose is bleeding.
She has a mildly confused expression, and her cheeks are beginning to turn red.
The corner of her mouth slides back up again.
She's still standing.

[Durp]

He gets a slightly panicked look.
Uh oh.
HE kneels over her.

[Beans]

I liked that and I'm not sure why.
She tries to boink him with the ball.
Not quite the 95-mph streaker he threw, but not exactly a slow toss either.

[Durp]

Whamp.
Ack!
He flips over backwards, and lands in a bad way. IT looks like a fat lip is starting.
... You throw like a girl.
He smirks.

[Beans]

That makes two of us.
She grins, licking at the blood trickling down her lip.

[Durp]

If i didn't love you so much I would totally hate you.
He throws a ball at her lower legs, and hops back up.

[Beans]

The ball hits her calf. She grimaces and smacks a ball right at his torso.
What was that?

[Durp]

He catches the ball in his mechanical arm, and throws it back at her.
I love how much you hate me.

[Beans]

She catches and hammers it back.
Oh, I don't exactly hate you, pretty-boy.
You're just fun to vent my hate at.

[Durp]

He smacks it back at her. It's dodgeball tennis!
"Pretty boy"? And what exactly do i call you?

[Beans]

Whap!
That's your job to figure out, not mine.

[Durp]

How 'bout... Black haired hobgoblin? OR is tha too long?
He jumps up and kicks the ball back at her. Dayum.

[Beans]

She kicks it back, showing some leg possibly unintentionally.
FAIL. I give it a two out of ten.
How about I call you whatever your name is and you call me Thryza?

[Durp]

Calling people by their real names? Absolutely preposterous. I'm Chris.
Finally, he is hit. Rather hard, actually. He flies back.
Waaugh!

[Beans]

She comes over to him, looking a little concerned.

[Durp]

He looks up, quite dazed (and confused. (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-eIwfym0TbY)).
Been Dazed and Confused for so long it's not true.
Wanted a woman, never bargained for you.
Lots of people talk and few of them know,
soul of a woman was created below.

You hurt and abuse throwin' all of your rocks
Smash my skull baby, knock me out of my socks.
Sweet little baby, I can't see where you've been.
Gonna love you baby, here I come again.

Every day I work so hard, and my body you rip and flay.
Try to love you baby, but you push me away.
Don't know where you're goin', only know just where you've been,
Sweet little baby, I want you again.

Been dazed and confused for so long, it's not true.
Wanted a woman, never bargained for you.
Because it hurts so much, i know you get a thrill,
Will you hit me so much after i've been killed?

[Beans]

She doesn't quite know how to respond, cheeks still a bit red.

[Durp]

He gets up, and spits a bit of blood.
In short: OW.

[Beans]

U-um...
S... sorry?
The word is unfamiliar in her mouth.

[Durp]

Don't worry, I'm used to it. In ten years, you'll get what I mean.

[Beans]

Um...
A guard comes over to take her back to her room.
"Break's over, kids. Back to your rooms."
One goes to take Chris to a room near Thry's.

[Durp]

Screws...
He's taken back to his room, and is thrown in.

[Beans]

It's got a low bed. A sort of bathroom cubicle in a far corner.
That's it.
His hidden vidfeed thingy goes ding.

[Durp]

He plops down on the bed, and looks at his vidfeed thingy.
This is my timey wimey ball. It goes ding when there's stuff.
Oh, how I love that show.

[Beans]

YOU WOULD MAKE A GOOD DALEK.

Thryza sits on her bed and sighs.
And... (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YfeT3_X4g9I)

I got a crush on a boy named Chris now
Should I tell him that I feel this way?
Father told me to be faithful

I got a crush on a boy named Chris now
Should I tell him that I feel this way?
I got love songs in my head
Killing us away

Do you want him, Hate? Yeah!
Restraint? Yeah!
Insanity?
Do you want him, Hate? Yeah!
Restraint? Yeah!
Insanity? HELL YEAH!

I got love songs in my head
Killing us away
I got love songs in my head
Killing us away

He tells me I'm a pretty girl now
Maybe be his wife some day
Mother'd say that I should look away
He tells me I'm a pretty girl now
Love of his whole damn life
I got love songs in my head
Killing us away

Do you want him, Hate? Yeah!
Restraint? Yeah!
Insanity?
Do you want him, Hate? Yeah!
Restraint? Yeah!
Insanity? HELL YEAH!

I got love songs in my head
Killing us away
I got love songs in my head
Killing us away
I got love songs in my head
Killing us away

Do you want him, Hate? Yeah!
Restraint? Yeah!
Insanity?
Do you want him, Hate? Yeah!
Restraint? Yeah!
Insanity? HELL YEAH!

[Durp]

Wow. Didn't know someone could be so angrily in love with me. I should give her a flower or something.
He presses the button again, listening, and starts tinkering with something. Something EEEEEEVVVVVVVVVVIIIIIIIIIIIIIILLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL

[Beans]

She pulls off her once-white hospital gown and puts it in a chute at the door end of her cell. Another folded one pops out a slot below it.

Wearing relatively modest undies, she crawls into bed to sleep for a while.

Later, there's a knock on Chris's door.

[Durp]

He looks away, despite seeing his wife fully naked thousands of times.
Hey, we're not even dating yet! It's indecent!

He wakes up and looks around, then gets out of bed, and walks to the door. He has a bunny robe on. He opens the door.
Hm?

[Beans]

There is a guard there.
"... I refuse to ask where you got the robe from.
Anyway, get dressed. You and 15 are up for another group research event."

[Durp]

... No. It's too early for such things. I'm going to bed.

[Beans]

"Dr. Frasier said you might say something like that.
He said that you don't have much choice in the matter. And I quote:
"Wouldn't want to keep the little lady waiting, would you?"
So... yeah."

[Durp]

... Any other day i would, but i get the feeling that you're gonna torture her if i don't get out there, right?

[Beans]

"If by 'you' you mean 'Frasier', then probably yes." He shrugs.

[Durp]

... I hate you.
He goes back inside, puts on his clothes, and comes back out.
Lead on.

[Beans]

He'll lead him to a room and open the door.
It's dim in there.
Thryza seems to be sitting in a corner, rocking back and forth.
He'll push Chris in and close the door.

[Durp]

Oof.
He stumbles in.
Thy? Sweetie?
He walks towards her tentatively, and kneels down next to her.

[Beans]

She suddenly springs, probably knocking him over and landing on him.
Hiya!
((Dinnortiem.))

[Durp]

Ow. Hi, random.
He lies on his back, grumbling slightly.
And how are you?

[Beans]

She giggles twitchily.
You're so fun to jump on.

[Durp]

I've heard that before.
He offers a hug.
They give you any trouble?

[Beans]

Huggle.
Sometimes.

Is it true?
Do you really love me?

[Durp]

Now who gave you that idea?
He chuckles.
Of course i do. How could I not?

[Beans]

You don't know what you're getting into, trust me.
I'm crazier then you could imagine.
Heh. Getting into. It's funny, because sex. Just... because sex.

[Durp]

Shouldn't restraint be saying that?
He shakes his head.
Look, trust me, I know exactly what i'm getting into. Probably more than you do, actually...

[Beans]

Yeah, but... sometimes I just can't control myself.
You might get hurt---like, for real hurt.
And...
And...
She stands for a song. (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KwGzui66RxA)


When will realize we're already dead?
So watered down---my reason has turned to mud
"Love everybody" is destroying the value of
All hate has got me nowhere
I know I'm slipping, I know I'm slipping, I know I'm slipping away
I know I'm slipping, I know I'm slipping, I know I'm slipping away

Oh no, it is
everything they said it was
Oh no, I am
all the things they said I was
I know it is
everything they said it was
I know I am
all the things they said I was

When you get to heaven you will wish you you're in hell
When you get to heaven you will wish you you're in hell

When will you realize I'm already dead?
Can't go back now, 'cause I just crossed over
Don't pick the scabs or you will never heal
The world shudders as the wyrm spreads its wings

Oh no, it is
everything they said it was
Oh no, I am
all the things they said I was
I know it is
everything they said it was
I know I am
all the things they said I was

Then I got my wings and I never even knew it
Felt like just a wyrm, will I ever get through it?

When you get to heaven you will wish you're in hell

Oh no, it is
everything they said it was
Oh no, I am
all the things they said I was
I know it is
everything they said it was
I know I am
all the things they said I was

[Durp]

He listens to the song, then sits up and leans over to kiss her. He doesn't let go.

[Beans]

She makes a confused little noise... then huddles into his arms, closing her eyes.

[Durp]

He just stays with her, keeping his arms wrapped around her thin shoulders.

[Beans]

She reaches up with her metal hand to the side of his head, but a weird spasm of one finger somehow cuts off a lock of his hair.
She holds that.
After a while, the door opens.

[Durp]

He doesn't seem to mind. He touches her hand with his own, and when the door opens, he begrudgingly pulls away and looks towards the door.
What?

[Beans]

Time to go.
Frasier and guards are there.
((BRB.))

[Durp]

Hey, Chris, you've gotta get up to be with Thy, hey Chris, you've gotta go away from Thy to go to bed, hey Chris, you've gotta shoot yourself for our amusement, hey Chris, you've gotta move a mountain with this knife...
He stands up with Thy.

[Beans]

15, it's time for more motor-skills tests.
42---or "Chris", as she calls you---you'll be on the treadmills.

[Durp]

I hate running.
He walks over to them, with her.

[Beans]

One guard takes him, the other takes her.
Before she is taken away from him, she kisses him, still holding his lock of hair tightly.

[Durp]

He grabs for her, but is taken.
F[ra]king Nazis...

[Beans]

The guard has him get on the treadmill, and sits down at a control booth across from him.
He sets it to a walk speed and pulls out a book.

Chris's vidfeed monitor goes ding.

[Durp]

Instead of turning on the vid feed, he slides off the tread mill, jogs over to the guard, and tries to double jump kick him in the throat.

[Beans]

The guard, surprisingly enough, manages to block it.
He stands up, chair skittering backward.
"I've seen that attempted too many times, kid.
Back on the treadmill."

[Durp]

Bring it! I HATE running!
He throws a punch with both hands at the same time, one high, one low. Very low. Inappropriately low.

[Beans]

Whump in the chest. In the groin... clank.
Just clank.
Oy.
"In case you were wondering, yes. There is only a metal plate there. I am not a very happy person.
Now just get on the thing and walk."

[Durp]

... God, not much more I can do to you, huh?
He shakes his head and gets back onto the treadmill, grumbling. He turns on the vid feed.

[Beans]

Thryza is being made to pick up stuff.
She gets shocked a few times, but... she seems more resilient. Instead of whimpering and curling up, she grits her teeth and tries again with her metal arm.
Yay!

[Durp]

He smiles, still walking.
Hmph. This gives me the strength to carry on! To keep fighting my battles! To get off this motherf[ra]king treadmill!
HE jumps off and tries to hit the guard again.

[Beans]

He's hit, but to no avail.
"Your time was up anyway.
Back to your room, I guess."
Yay apathy guard.

[Durp]

God Damnit!
He grumbles, and starts to walk back towards his cell. Cell. Cells. (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fUkKLK_fZb4)
It'll all click when the mortgage clears
All our fears will disappear
Now you go to bed
I'm staying here
I've got another level that I want to clear
My skin feels like orange peel
My eyes have been vacuum-sealed
My organs move like a squirm of eels
We should be more adventurous with our meals
They annoy me, those who employ me
They could destroy me
They should enjoy me
We eat chinese off our knees
And look for each other in the TV screen

The sun goes up and the sun goes down
I drag myself into this gown
All I do I want to do with you
Everyday I'm at my desk
At my desk I'm like the rest
All I do I want to do with you

On the compound's skin they move en mass
Like a rash on the back of a manky cat
Now in I go like a fool
I can't resist dipping in the pool
I watch them watch me I watch them too
Across the street across the room
I dress myself like a charcoal sketch
My eyes are blue and my hair's a mess
They annoy me, those who employ me
They could destroy me
They should enjoy me
We eat chinese off our knees
And look for each other in the TV screen

The sun goes up and the sun goes down
I drag myself into the town
All I do I want to do with you
Everyday I'm at my desk
At my desk I'm like the rest
All I do I want to do with you
The sun goes up..

The cells I am at the moment will soon die
But I will be here
Oh I'll still be here
The cells I am at the moment will soon die
But I will be here
Oh I'll still be here

[Beans]

When he checks his vidfeed again, Thryza is back in her undies.
She stares at the lock of hair in her hands. She tied the ends to keep it together.
She holds it to herself and lays in bed.

[Durp]

He smiles warmly, and sits back in his bed.
Don't worry, baby, I'll get you out of here.
He keeps tinkering with whatever he was tinkering with until he falls asleep.

[Beans]

Next morning...
He'll hear a groaning. Moaning.
Thryza's curled up in her bed and cradling her head.

[Durp]

Wait, whose bed?

[Beans]

Hers, on the vidfeed.
Helpful little gadget.
Thry has a headsy-ache.

[Durp]

He gains a concerned look, then pounds on his cell door.
Hey! Screws! My toilet's broken, and I need to take a leak! Lemme out!

[Beans]

A guard comes.
"What, another one?!"

[Durp]

Yeah, this one too. Let me out, if you wouldn't mind.

[Beans]

He opens the door.

[Durp]

HE gets out, and casually walks in the direction of Thy's cell.

[Beans]

She is being lead to breakfast by a guard. He gets a Tylenol from a wall dispenser and gives it to her.
BREAKFAST TIME YAY LET'S ALL GO EAT IT.

[Durp]

He wheels around on his heel and walks in step with Thy.
Hi.

[Beans]

She rubs her head.
Hi.
Ow.

[Durp]

He reaches over to stroke her head, concerned.
You alright, babe?

[Beans]

She leans against him.
Head hurts. 'S getting a little better.

[Durp]

He sighs, and puts his arm around her.
Don't worry, honey, i'm sure you'll be fine.

[Beans]

She nods.
They go to the brekkist table to eat. Nom nom.
She seems better, somewhat.

[Durp]

Nom he does. Nom he indeed does. Indeed does he nom. nom indeed does he. he nom indeed does. Nom nom nom.

[Beans]

There seems to be some commotion, because all the guards run out and the exits all seal.
Thryza is silent.

[Durp]

Chris raises an eyebrow.
Thy? What's going on?

[Beans]

Opportunity is going on, babe.

[Durp]

... You're new.
He shakes his head.
What do we do?

[Beans]

New?
Maybe.
She smirks.
But I know exactly what to do, and exactly what we are.

[Durp]

Yes ma'am. Whatever it is, let's do it.

[Beans]

She stands on the table.
ATTENTION EVERYONE.
I HAVE AN ANNOUNCEMENT TO MAKE.
First of all... it's time to take our revenge.
And second... it's time to accept reality and embrace ourselves for what we are: the brand new s**t of this bright new world (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fE3s52MHVxw).

Everything's been said before
There's nothing left to say anymore
When it's all the same
You can ask for it by name

Scalpel scalpel stitch stitch
Metal metal burning burning
Pain pain pain and don't forget the science
Blah blah blah
Got your techno-lovey sad-and-lonely
Stick your stupid ethics in
Everybody sing along
Scalpel scalpel stitch stitch
Metal metal burning burning
Pain pain pain and don't forget the science
Blah blah blah
Got your techno-lovey sad-and-lonely
Stick your stupid ethics in
Everybody sing

Are you motherf***rs ready? We're the new s**t!
Stand up and admit the angel's never coming
We are the new s**t
Stand up and admit
Do we like it? NO!
Will we use it? YEAH!
We are the new s**t
Stand up and b***h

Scalpel scalpel stitch stitch
Metal metal burning burning
Pain pain pain and don't forget the science
Blah blah blah
Got your techno-lovey sad-and-lonely
Stick your stupid ethics in
Everybody sing along
Everything's been said before
There's nothing left to say anymore
When it's all the same
You can ask for it by name

Are you motherf***rs ready? We're the new s**t!
Stand up and admit the angel's never coming
We are the new s**t
Stand up and admit
Do we like it? NO!
Will we use it? YEAH!
We are the new s**t
Stand up and b***h

We're just you-know who
They've got the you-know-what
They stick it you-know-where
You know why, you don't care
We're just you-know who
They've got the you-know-what
They stick it you-know-where
You know why, you don't care

Scalpel scalpel stitch stitch
Metal metal burning burning
Pain pain pain and don't forget the science
Blah blah blah
Got your techno-lovey sad-and-lonely
Stick your stupid ethics in
Everybody sing

Are you motherf***rs ready? We're the new s**t!
Stand up and admit the angel's never coming
We are the new s**t
Stand up and admit
Do we like it? NO!
Will we use it? YEAH!
We are the new s**t
Stand up and b***h

[Durp]

HE stands up and pulls out what he was tinkering with. A new death ray. Bring it. (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PsO6ZnUZI0g)
Work it, make it, do it,
Makes us harder, better, faster, stronger!

Work it harder, make it better,
do it faster, makes us stronger,
more than ever, never over,
Our work here is never over.

Now that don't kill me
Can only make me stronger
I need you to hurry up now
'cause I can't wait much longer
I know I got to be right now
'cause I can't get much wronger
Man I've been waitin' all night now
That's how long I've been on you


Let's get lost tonight
They'll pay the ultimate cost tonight
Pray for their souls, they'll be lost tonight
And we don't give a f**k if they all die, right?
Awesome, the blood and the piss on the floor
Damn, we gon break up and burst through the doors
I ask, as my mind is torn,
Do they think we'll take their s**t anymore?
Bow in the presence of greatness
'cause right now thou hast forsaken us
They should be grateful for our lateness
That we would have to wade through their s**t
So go ahead go nuts go apes**t
To fix them'll take more than tape and s**t
Act like you can't tell who made this
New gospel homey, take six, and take this, haters


I don't know if you got a plan or not,
If you made friends or not
God put me in the stands or not
I'm trippin' these drugs got me sayin' a lot
But I know that God put you in front of me

So how the hell could you front on me?
There's a thousand you's, there's only one of me
I'm trippin', I'm caught up in the moment right?
This is Louis Vuitton Don night
So we gonna do everything that we can like
Heard they'd do anything for a Klondike
Well I'd do anything for a bloody night
And we'll do anything for the limelight
And we'll do anything when the time's right
Ugh, damnit, they're making us longer, better, faster STRONGER.


You know how long they've been on you?
Since S.P.I.R.E owned all america
Since Dad had killed all of marvel
Don't act like I never told you
Damn it, they're making us longer, better, faster STRONGER

[Beans]

Thryza laughs insanely.
Everyone looks scared as hell...
And her wrist-razor extends.

[Durp]

Chris jumps off the table, blowing a hole in a door.
MOVE IT, F**KERS!

[Beans]

They move, letting the crazy couple go first.
Guards fall to death ray blasts and razor slices.

[Durp]

WHERE'S FRASIER!
Chris will ask after he finds the guard with the crotch plate. Just to make sure he knows how much he hates running.

[Beans]

Explosions outside!
Shouts!
"Getting shot at."

I'm gone soon. School tomorrow, etc.

[Durp]

Right.
Chris blows several holes in several walls, until they're outside.

[Beans]

Dead troopers are around, and dead guards. Oh no, the JSDF is attacking Nerv! IT'S END OF EVANGELION! GIANT NAKED REI!
Ahem.
One trooper remains, and he just shot Frasier, who falls.

He looks at the crazy kids in front of him.
"Who wants to go home?"

[Durp]

Who doesn't?
Chris shoves the death ray inside his gown.

[Beans]

The guy grins and pulls out his radio to call in a chopper.
All hell has patiently waited, and now politely decides to break loose.
There is an explosion.
Chris will be slammed back into a wall.
Thryza falls back inside the building and debris seals the hole.

Frasier is standing over the fallen trooper, angry. Leaking blood and oil.
Dammit.

[Durp]

Chris gets up, pulling his death ray. He points it at him.
Hey assh*le. Boom.
Boom indeed.

[Beans]

Dust clears.
Frasier's there.
The air shimmers before him.
Boom this.
Oh, hey, his mech-hands are firin' their lazors!

Screams come from inside.
Not Thry's screams.

[Durp]

Chris ducks, firing several more times, and dashing to the right.

[Beans]

Frasier dodges and fires too... ugh, deadtime.

[Durp]

See ya tomorr-wait, maybe not. Tuesday, if not tomorrow.

[Durp]

Where were we?

[Beans]

Frasier/Chris shootout.

Kids are screaming in the building behind them. Thy laughs insanely.

[Durp]

Chris ducks under a few shots, then charges for Fraiser, trying for a double kick spinzaku awesome thing.

[Beans]

Spinzaku! WHOOSH WHOOSH WHOOSH.

Frasier is knocked back, but his hand becomes a chainsaw! He tries to go all Mao-style on Chris!
I still wish Mao had moar screentime.

[Durp]

(( Who doesn't? ))
Chris puts his death ray between himself and Fraiser. It blocks the attack, but is sawed in half. Crapola.
Uhhh... Thryza! Help!
He picks up a broken pipe, swinging it at Fraiser.

[Beans]

((I'll make you compact!))
There is a pounding on the wall. Sounds like bodies.
More screaming kids. And an angry Thryza.
Frasier gets it right in the face and stumbles.

[Durp]

Chris springs, his back arching, and swings the pipe down in a vertical stroke, doing his best to bash in Fraiser's skull.

[Beans]

WHACK.
The old man falls like a broken doll, tumbling. His chainsaw carves open the wall to the lobby area where Thryza and the escapees are.

In there, it is dark and quiet and smells bloody.

[Durp]

Chris drops the pipe, and dashes in.
Oh, christ... Thy? Honey?

[Beans]

The kids are lying, throats cut. All of them.
There is a trail of blood into a dim corner.

[Durp]

Chris swears, and trots past the bodies, following the trail.

[Beans]

There is a very still, huddled shape in the corner.
Smeared with everyone else's blood.
There's very little white left on that gown; wet with blood, it clings to her body.
... I killed them. She whispers.

[Durp]

Chris slides over, and kneels down.
Y'know, the trail of blood is how they caught Manson.
He chuckles, and tries to tilt her chin up.
Look, i'm no better, I killed my whole high school senior year.
He tries to give her a kiss, and pick her up.

[Beans]

She cowers.
But they never did anything to me.
I'm a monster... (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gsbu-f1rJn8)

Ants are in the sugar
Mind has atrophied
I'm on the other side, a monster screaming on TV
They spread me open,
sticking to my pointy ribs
now all these babies lie in burning cribs
I created all this
everything turns to s**t
the girl that you love is the one you should fear

pray unto your number,
asleep from all my sins,
the apple has been rotting
tomorrow's turned up dead

i killed them and i have no choice but to
I should make myself pay; just hurt me, please
you can kill me right now
because I'm dead in my mind
the girl that you love is your monster to fear

peel off all those eyes, crawl into the dark,
I murdered all these children to camouflage my scars
pray unto the splinters, pray unto your fears
pray my life was just a dream
the cut that never heals
pray now baby, pray my life was just a dream

(I am so tangled in my sins that I cannot escape)

pinch the head off, collapse me like a weed
someone had to go this far
I created all this
everything turns to s**t
the girl that you love is the one you should fear
peel off all those eyes, crawl into the dark,
I murdered all these children to camouflage my scars
pray unto the splinters, pray unto your fears
pray my life was just a dream
the cut that never heals
pray now baby, pray my life was just a dream
I should die now, but then no one would love you here
So should I stay for you?

[Durp]

He listens.
Honey, you're a terrible, scarred, horrid little girl. But honestly? I don't care. Because you're my terrible, scarred, horrid little girl. And i know you only did this because that bastard over there--
He points to Fraiser's corpse.
-- Programmed you to be like that. I love you so much, I can't stand it, and i've seen better people do much worse. My father, for example.
He's about to sing, but he stops.
F[or]k it. This doesn't need a song.
He again tries to kiss her.

[Beans]

She is kissed... and kisses back.
Oh, Chris... just hold me and never let me go.
She clings to him.
Aww.
Let's end this.

[Durp]

(( No. I've got my own plot. MUAHAHAHA ))
Chris makes a little surprised face. He didn't actually expect that.
Will do, babe.
He picks her up, and starts to walk away.

The program begins to fade, but something seems off. The time machine isn't working. The image fades to black, and regular Chris and Thy arein the blackness.
The hell?

[Beans]

Thryza swallows, still holding herself to Chris.
What's happening?

[Durp]

... Time machine malfunction... Looks pretty bad.
He looks around, and a loud KACHUNK is heard, followed by a whirring sound.
That seems g-
Something will seem to hit Thy on the head, and everything gets fuzzy. A bright white light will hit her eyes.

[Beans]

Light!
She cries out in pain.
When the light fades, she'll look around.

[Durp]

She'll find herself to be around 13, in a weird, khaki military outfit. Her helmet lies around a foot away from her, a gigantic crater in it. She's in some kind of warzone. She's lying behind an overturned bus, bullets, shells, and the like flying everywhere.A kid around her age, (much taller, though) leans down to give her a hand. He's got brown hair and glasses, wearing a black sweatshirt and jeans. A pair of black dog tags dangle on his neck.
Jesus christ, you lucky little cat.

[Beans]

She is a pretty scrawny little girl.
She is helped up.
... W-who are you?

[Durp]

Cpl. Jack Candido, platoon 330.
He's got a sheathed katana strapped to his back, and is holding an odd, high caliber pistol, a mix between a revolver and a glock. A few other people sit behind the bus, ranging from 14 to around 26.

[Beans]

Thryza swallows hard, trying to take stock of what she's got on her. She checks for weapons.
I... I...
Whatever hit me, I think it kicked my memory down the stairs.
I think I still know my name, but... everything else...

[Durp]

Oddly enough, she'll find an almost dull machete strapped to her leg.
Welcome to the second american civil war.
He salutes, draws his katana, and rushes past the bus. She'll find almost a thousand ramshackle "troops" charging behind her as well. She might want to get up (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=14qTXRkAKr8). Ahead, a big line of black and tan (ignore the clone high reference) stands, men in riot uniforms readying weapons, and very large machine guns. S.P.I.R.E is printed on their helmets, and chests. The macine guns wind up, mowing down rebel soldiers. They continue charging.

There must be some kinda way out of here
Said the young men to the priests
There's too much confusion
I can't get no relief

Congressmen, they, they break my spine
Faces in the earth
None will level on the line
Nobody of it is worth

No reason to get excited
The priest, he kindly spoke
There are many here among us
Who feel that god is but a joke

But you and I, we've been through that
And this is now our fate
So let us charge among the crowd
And let their pain be great

Hey

All along the watchtower
politicians kept the view
While all the poor men came and went
Barefoot children, too

Outside in the cold distance
An enforcer prowled
Two riders were approaching
And the wind began to howl,

[Beans]

Thryza draws the machete and gets up woozily, getting outta the way.

[Durp]

MOTHERF**KING CHARGE!
Jack will try to grab her arm and pull her along.

[Beans]

She goes, mind reeling.
What do I do?!
Don't die.
... SPIRE?
Kill them all.

[Durp]

They reach the line without getting mowed down, the corporal hopping the line and cutting a trooper in half. The crowd behind them swarms over the fortification. S.P.I.R.E draws chainswords, but to mainly no avail.
You! Get in that bunker! A fellow UCO is captive in there as well as a personal friend of mine!
He points to a large 18 wheeler covered in barbed wire and painted black. There's a door and a guard with chainsword.

[Beans]

Thryza shudders... and lets Hate take the wheel.
She smirks, then runs head on at the guard, machete ready.

[Durp]

The guy's pretty big, but seems like an easy hit. He swings a chainsword horizontally, pretty slowly, actually.

[Beans]

She ducks under it, going for the neck with her machete.
This is dull, so it might hurt worse than a sharp one.

[Durp]

It punctures his aorta, and he drops to the floor. Pretty easy.

[Beans]

She sees if there is anything to take off his corpse. Weapons (besides the chainsword), flashlights, supplies, keys.
Then she'll go into the truck.

[Durp]

He's got a REALLY nice assault rifle. Nothing else besides armor and the sword. As soon as she tries to open the door, a large spurt of blood will burst through a sudden hole in the door. She'll also see the sharp end of a crowbar. It strikes several more times, producing more blood. the door falls off its hinges, with a S.P.I.R.E enforcer. Chris stands in the doorway with a crowbar, a black duster, and a goggled tank helmet (with matching boots). He looks... almost exactly like Bite Size. With a different color coat.
Move, soldier.

[Beans]

Yessir.
She moves out of his way.
Taking the corpse's rifle, sir?
She gestures to the rifle.

[Durp]

He waves his hand.
Whatever. Go ahead. Scratch out the S.P.I.R.E seal. And don't call me sir, i barely outrank you. Where's Candido?

[Beans]

She slings it over her back, looking to see where that dude is.
He was there when I last saw him. She points to where he was when he sent her off.

[Durp]

He's holding an officer by the throat. Chris jogs over, stepping across bodies. The main battle seems to be over.
Hey. He got any medals?
An MoH.
Good, those things are pricy.
The corporals hug, and Chris is handed a medal. Jack executes the officer, and smirks. Chris glances towards Thy.
You have a name?

[Beans]

Thryza Sepsis, recent amnesiac and willing to kill people.
She licks a drop of SPIRE blood from the corner of her mouth.

[Durp]

That so?
He points onto the top of a building, where something's reflecting light.
There's a sniper on the top of that building, and he's pissing me off. Kill him, and be careful, the building's got a vermin problem.

[Beans]

Gladly.
She half-smiles, then begins approaching the building cautiously, but with speed.

[Durp]

The door's ajar. The clicks of guns, traps, and various mines can be heard.

[Beans]

She gets the rifle from her back and experimentally fires into the building, hoping she hits a mine.

[Durp]

Ergh! Goddammit! Who had the M-20?!
That sounded good.

[Beans]

She fires more.
If there are any windows, she goes around and fires through them.

[Durp]

No more grunts or screams are heard. They most likely get the message.

[Beans]

She gingerly opens the door with the rifle.

[Durp]

Se steps into a lobby. There's a shot up desk, and some stairs. Sunlight streams in through a hole blown in the wall. Something beeps on the desk. A phone.

[Beans]

She examines the phone for any wires or bomby things.

[Durp]

It's got mail. It's got mail. It's got mail.

[Beans]

She opens it or whatever.

[Durp]

Duck.
Around three soldiers repel down the stair spiral with auto shotguns, firing dozens of rounds into the lobby. Under the desk looks nice.

[Beans]

Aren't auto shotguns about as accurate as throwing marbles with your head?
She ducks under the desk.

[Durp]

Yup. And that's a lotta marbles.
It would appear a grenade launcher is under the desk with a note.

Never say I don't plan ahead.
-C

[Beans]

Thryza's cheeks flush a little.
Be still my heart and fair my aim.
She grabs the 'nade launcher, then waits for the barrage of marbles to end. I mean buckshot.

[Durp]

The marbleguns stop to reload.

[Beans]

She arises and fires upon them.
((Thryza won't do it with you, she'll do it to you. She likes to make a big kaboom kaboom. She likes a big car, 'cause she's a big star, she likes to make a big kaboom kaboom.))
Dedtiem.

[Durp]

Indeed. kill it with fire and all that.

[Beans]

Yeah, that happened.

[Durp]

They all fall, explode and all that. the path up the stairs is clear.

[Beans]

She continues up les stairs as quietly as she can.

[Durp]

Quiet and grenade launcher, those words go absolutely hand in hand. She'll find no trouble, and the door to the roof is clear.

[Beans]

Be vewwy vewwy quiet. I'm hunting snipers.
She looks for le snipeur.

[Durp]

He's not there. just his rifle, with a note.

[Beans]

She heads warily to le rifle.
Bugger.

[Durp]

Look through the scope.
-S.P.I.R.E
If she does, it would appear that everyone in the platoon is dead, and Chris and Jack are gone, without a trace.

[Beans]

... Double bugger.
She sees if she can remove the scope from the rifle. Good to have something like that around, eh?

[Durp]

Yep. She can also hypothetically take the rifle, but that would be too easy. Yeah, it comes off.

[Beans]

She's got a rifle and a 'nade launcher already. She's 13. She doesn't have any bags of holding...
So yeah, she has that.

And she looks around from the roof, first without the scope and then with it.

[Durp]

There are tracks leading into the city. looks like... D.C. they're heading towards the capital. Time for an adventure. (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9iteRKvRKFA)(Listen to the whole thing.)

[Beans]

She sighs.
((BRB, driveway.))

[Durp]

(( Weird, me too. ))
TO VICTORY!

[Beans]

She goes off towards DC.

It's good to be in DC!
Hooray! Hooray!

[Durp]

There are tank tracks heading back all the way to the capitol building. It's weird, S.P.I.R.E isn't using too advanced weaponry.

[Beans]

She follows the tracks! Yay!

[Durp]

Mines. Tons of them. All over the buildings and street. This might take a while.

[Beans]

She carefully weaves between and around the mines.

[Durp]

This works for a bit, then they get up. On little spidery leg things. A mechanical screech sounds, and they all look towards her. THERE'S the high tech weaponry.

[Beans]

Piss.
She quickly looks for the nearest relatively safe place.

[Durp]

They swarm all over, everywhere. Packed together. Just one well placed shot...

[Beans]

And that's just what she does.
Bang.
Cue the pyrotechnics.

[Durp]

Her eyebrows may be singed off. That, and every Rebel and S.P.I.R.E helicopter saw that from a mile away. Pray the rebels get there first.

[Beans]

She is missing her eyebrows.
... Crap.
She keeps following the tank tracks, scanning the skies for copters.

[Durp]

Both a rebel one and a S.P.I.R.E one enter the vicinity. Destruction ensues. Gigantic mounted machine guns fire on both sides, and down at her. Sergeant Foley would be crapping his pants right now.

[Beans]

She runs like hell for cover.
FFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU---

[Durp]

Indeed. She ducks under a dumpster, as the fight continues. There's a note on a sewer grate.