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Hi All, Here's the script i made for our reenactment of Story Builder. Caitlin
Story Builder Script
Note: All post numbers, author names and other information were removed from this script. To view these, please go to the Zone BBS homepage, click on The Boards, followed by Accessible Games, then Story Builder. There, you will find the original story in its entirety. This story is copyright 2005 of all who wrote it and you must ask permission in order to reproduce it. This script was done by Caitlin who is not in any way experienced in script writing. Caitlin is not to be blamed for any angry feelings associated with this script, (for example, things that were cut out against the author's wishes, etc). Caitlin apologizes in advance for any rage this script might inadvertently cause. Feel free to private message the user name Caitlin (ID 851) via the Zone at any time with questions or complaints. Thank you!
Narrator: Once upon a time, a certain individual was walking down the street on a sunny afternoon when they hear someone call out ...
Passerby: Did you forget to bring your umbrella? You know that if you don't cover yourself properly you will have the birds pooping all over you!
Narrator: Just about that time, the individual sees this oversized pigeon flying low, weaving back and forth in the air, as if the pigeon is going to aim straight for their new hair piece. The person runs for cover into the closest store without even looking to see what kind of store it was. They lift their head up and to their surprise they saw the most awesome and wondrous things, all kinds of toys. Then, to their surprise, the person found their mouth wrapped firmly around a cylindrical shaped object. It turned out to be a pink, soft, long, piece of bubble gum. The individual had never seen such a huge stick of gum and in such a weird shape. There, standing next to the individual was a little kid throwing a large bag of them in the air, laughing with delight to see where the sticks landed. The individual turned to the kid and said
Individual: I can't remember when I have had a more enjoyable time!
Narrator: The little kid then all of a sudden kicked the individual, saying:
Kid: Don't swear so horribly!
Narrator: The individual looked at him with surprise in their eyes and said,
Individual: Listen, you little brat ... didn't your mother tell you to respect your elders ... now go play on another isle!
Narrator: At that, the little kid ran around the corner and the individual hauled their butt out of the store! The person ran and ran and ran, until finally, totally exhausted, they stopped in their tracks only to discover a restaurant that they had not gone to before and so I went inside, took a seat by the window and got the menu from the nearest waiter. The individual opened it and read:
Menu: Appetizers: Bubble Gum Soup, Bubble Gum Toast, Bubble Gum Salad, Bubble Gum Bread. Main Course: Bubble Gum Salad, Bubble Gum Milk, Bubble Gum Water, Bubble Gum Apple juice.
Narrator: The individual pondered for a moment and then dropped the menu back down on the table, jumped up, went to run at the door, but knocked over a running waitress carrying a plate of bubble gum salad, milk, water and apple juice. After a moment, the individual decided to stay and order ... you guessed it ... bubble gum stew. It was filled with pink bubble gum and an assortment of this yellow mushy stuff. The person also noticed it was moving of its own accord. The individual noticed a little ball of gum slither off their plate, off the table and on to the floor where it then bounced and bounced and finally landed on a waitress's head. The individual looked scared and then shouted:
Individual: There's a ... a thing on your head!
Narrator: The waitress reached up a hand and touched her head.
Waitress: Oh my beep beep beep! It has finally gotten to me, all of this bubble gum. There was a time in life when I thought I could NEVER have enough and now what with this mess I quit!
Narrator: The waitress stomped out. The waitress went outside and tried to pluck the gum from her head. The gum would not budge. It was stuck there as if by super super glue. The waitress pulled and pulled but to no avail, so she then walked to the fountain that ever flows in the middle of town. She had heard this water that flows does wondrously. Well, wouldn't you know the gum came unstuck as she dunked her head in the water. The only thing is a policeman was going by and hollered out:
Policemen: Hey, you there are NOT to go into the fountain, you are under arrest!
Waitress: But, Officer, you don't understand ...
Policemen: I don't care, woman! Get out of that fountain! It's not to be used in that fashion.
Narrator: Not knowing what to do, the woman straightened up, hair streaming and soaked. Abruptly, the officer gave a scream of terror, for the gum in the water was rapidly expanding. It expanded and expanded and expanded until it blew up into a bubble that was close to ten feet tall. The officer jumped on the big ball of gum, before another word could be uttered, and away it went down the river.
Waitress: Oy! Oy! Come back, you! You haven't finished arresting me yet! (sigh) Why on Earth did I say that? I must be mad. Maybe that's because of the twists and turn of events.
Narrator: The bubble gum ball rose higher and higher. The gum was soaring in amongst clouds with the policeman still hanging on, or rather still stuck on. The giant bubble gum ball was moving, seemingly for miles and miles, when all of a sudden it was falling right back down to Earth. The officer died on impact. But what really puzzled the waitress was the thing stuck on his shirt, among strands of the sticky gum. Clinging to the front of the dead officer's shirt was a small golden bubble. And where did it come from? No one seems to know. The question was should this bubble be buried with the policeman or rather given to charity? The townspeople thought that it should be buried with the officer. Weeks later, on the site where that officer was laid to rest, out of the ground sprouted a little sapling. From the branches of the sapling came little golden leaves, which then revealed golden gum flowers, all sweet smelling and sticky. The sapling was nurtured by the townspeople. In spring, the bubbles would pop. One day, out popped little birdies with the dearest chirping. The townspeople all marveled when suddenly the birds took flight and as they did, they left little droppings of marshmallow fluff on everyone's head. Soon people came running out of their houses with small, hand held vacuum cleaners to try and get the fluff off of everyone's head. However, the more they vacuumed, the more fluff fell. Suddenly, the townspeople became so drenched in the white fluff that they could hardly move. People who were inside stayed inside for fear of getting fluffed. The new head of the sheriffs department saw what was going on and decided to immediately ban birds. However, since the skies were difficult at the best of times, carrying out the ban was a serious problem. The sheriff was forced to order everyone to stay inside until this fluff fest passed. But there was one problem: it started to rain. White fluff that has been rained upon becomes mushy. And since the houses were already covered in fluff, they would disintegrate around the people. So all the townspeople had to come together to decide what to do. They thought that a leader needed to be appointed, one who understood the gravity of the situation, and who could come up with ideas and solutions. As a result, a townsperson named Kwork was appointed to be that person because of his previous experience and credentials in building up the community. Little was realized of all the tremendous work that would be required. For example, where was everyone to live while the new housing was being put up? Where would all the townspeople go was truly a question to think on. It was decided that all the townspeople, here after known as zoners, would all go over to Kwork's home. This home was a little ways out of town and the white fluff had not fallen on it. At Kwork's home, the zoners had a grand time doing chores and tidying the house so it would be appropriate to live in. Once that was done, the planning commenced, and Kwork brought the meeting to order saying:
Kwork: Ladies and gentlemen of this fair city, I, your noble and generous leader--host, wish to help you find an answer to this fluff problem.
Narrator: The crowd cheered loudly.
Kwork: However, we need your opinions first on how this white plague can be eradicated from our fair city. Any ideas?
Narrator: A teenaged boy, named Shaun, AKA SRC, who was sporting a jacket with "Zone BBS" across the front, cried:
Shaun: I'll help get rid of this horrible fluff!
Narrator: A girl named Caitlin, wearing a T-shirt with "Ventrilo" on the front exclaimed:
Caitlin: Me too!
Narrator: And so it was that the adventures really began. All the kids went out with shovels to try and win a war with the fluff. The adults had cautioned them to be quiet, careful and cautious. Upon going outside, they saw that the fluff had gathered and congealed into one large mass of white. They stared at it in awe.
Shaun: Guess there's not much we can do for the time being. But why'd everybody say to be quiet?
Caitlin: I don't know. Think I'll practice my yodeling.
Narrator: Caitlin let out a great yodel and the congealed fluff suddenly gave way to an avalanche, coming straight for the youngsters. They screamed in horror and began to run as fast as possible. Yet, the avalanche came closer and closer and
Shaun: Oh NO!
Narrator: Closer yet and ... horror of horrors ...
Caitlin: Oh No!!! It's doing it again!
Narrator: All of a sudden, the white fluff turned into a massive bubble. Before they knew what was happening, the children got swept up by this bubble, and then Caitlin's cell started calling. She answered it.
Caitlin: He-hello? I'm scared!
Narrator: Rdfreak, AKA Rachel, was on the line.
Rachel: Well, it's your own fault. You know not to go and yodel. Didn't your Swiss yodeling instructor tell you not yodel in the presence of congealed snow-like stuff for fear of causing natural disasters like this one?
Caitlin: Come quick! We're all gonna die!
Narrator: And just then, Caitlin and the other kids couldn't stop running anymore. The avalanche came upon them, and Caitlin clung desperately to her cell phone and to her last hope of telling Rachel what was happening. Caitlin found herself being swept up by the huge bubbly mass. She flailed helplessly as she was swept along, and then the loudest sound of all could be heard as the great big huge white bubble began avalanching down the hill. The bubble had engulfed all the young ones, cell phones and all, and now burst all over the place. What an absolute mess. As the kids scrambled to their feet, looking nervously at the burst bubble around them, one of them said:
Kid 2: Grab some peanut butter and bread and lets make marshmallow fluff sandwiches!
Narrator: The children stopped and saw the brilliance of that plan. If they made peanut butter and marshmallow sandwiches with all the fluff, it would disappear, ridding their town of the nuisance. So they got the bread and peanut butter and set to work making lunch for everyone. There was only one problem: the fluff that appeared to be marshmallow fluff was rather awful tasting. Not at all sweet like marshmallows, but rather a sharp taste like vinegar. The sandwiches tasted horrible! So the children went down to that fountain that was mentioned earlier. There were a lot of ducks and geese flying around so the kids fed the sandwiches to them. Unfortunately, the birds didn't like the sandwiches either. So they flew at the children and attacked them. The kids ran and ran but the ducks and geese continued to fly at the children. This frightened them so very much. There was a river up ahead and the children scampered into the water. The ducks and geese did likewise and they started to swim about. The children had been gone quite a while and, in that time, the parents got the sandwiches carried off to the junk yard and started to rebuild the Town as well. All seemed to be going remarkably well when it was noticed that The Tree started to grow those golden leaves and buds once again. The Townspeople decided to cut down the tree, but as they were doing this, it began to fall. Ducking and screaming, Caitlin felt her cell phone ringing in her pocket again, vibrating and shuddering and jangling most ferociously. Her connection had returned. She wrestled it out, flipped it open and hit the on button.
Caitlin: Hello?
Rachel: Caitlin, it's Rachel. What happened?
Caitlin: We're trapped by some falling trees, come and help us!
Rachel: Ah, yes, then my plan is working perfectly.
Caitlin: Plan? What plan?
Rachel: Oh silly girl ... you see ... some very diabolical person wants revenge on your town for some reason. So I planted this tree that I've been working on for years and now it's causing havoc and misery just like I wanted it to! Hahahahahahahaha!!
Narrator: Rachel hung up. Caitlin was shocked. Collecting her wits, she called to the others, and the others came. Well, the Tree that was causing all this misery was chopped down and now:
Zoner: What we need to do is chop the wood to make a huge fire.
Narrator: So they did that and roasted marshmallows over it, but Rachel still had more diabolical plans for them. So they gathered around the fire, nibbling on the tasty marshmallows.
Caitlin: These marshmallows have a sort of bubble gum flavor.
Shaun: They sure do.
Caitlin: Yummm.
Narrator: And as they nibbled, they began to pass out. Caitlin was the first to awaken. How long she had been sleeping, she could only guess. Caitlin wondered to herself.
Caitlin: HOW could Rachel have plans to destroy us all?
Narrator: Then Alison came running from a house and said:
Alison: Oh NO! Horrors! This must be a part of the plan, all these ones passing out. But why hasn't Caitlin passed out?
Narrator: Alison couldn't believe what was happening. Together, she and Caitlin cooked up a plan to foil Rachel's. They gathered all the children together and explained their plan.
Caitlin: Now, guys, what we do is get some of these marshmallows to Rachel. Then we threaten to feed them to her if she doesn't tell us why she wants to destroy us. How does that sound?
Shaun: That sounds great, Caitlin. Now, how do we know if they're, like, poisoned or something?
Narrator: Caitlin had an answer to that.
Caitlin: Well, it's easy. All we do is crush one and see if it's green or the normal color.
Narrator: So they did and found a little ball of fluff! It let out a very nasty stench, but Rachel was evil! She wouldn't smell it for long. She had to escape. Back at her house, Rachel was full of remorse.
Rachel: I never wanted to do this to these poor little children! (sobbing) I must get to where they are and help them!
Narrator: And with that, she raced out the door. She found, at the marshmallow tree, Alison, Caitlin, and all the rest just lying on the ground staring at nothing.
Rachel: Oh no, what have I done!?
Narrator: Rachel, mourning, tapped a face here, checked a pulse there, pushed hair off another face, and mourned the trouble she had so unintentionally caused. Then, Rachel shook Caitlin's shoulder, and Caitlin screamed:
Caitlin: Aaaaaaaahhhhh!!
Narrator: Rachel rejoiced.
Rachel: She's alive! But what about everyone else?
Narrator: Caitlin reached over and touched Alison's hand. Alison sat up so suddenly that Rachel and Caitlin fell back in shock. Alison had been dead to the world a second ago, and now she was as alive as could be. Caitlin reached over and tapped another shoulder. The sleeper awoke and began to ask questions. Rachel and Caitlin laughed with delight, and Rachel said:
Rachel: Ha ha! Big April fool. You can all just sleep again!
Narrator: And Caitlin only had time to say:
Caitlin: Wdfweak, please, I love ...
Narrator: ... before she she passed out again, along with the others. Rachel smiled and sang:
Rachel: I love April fools day. It's so good!
Narrator: Then she ran away, cackling evilly to herself. ... Caitlin finally awoke. Rubbing her eyes, and stretching, she looked up at the blinding sunlight, which she could see with her blindie light perception.
Caitlin: How could Waichel do this!?
Narrator: Then, her cell phone rang. With some trepidation, Caitlin picked it up. Who should be on the line but Rachel!
Rachel: Caitlin? What the heck are you doing awake?
Caitlin: Cuz I guess I'm special and ...
Narrator: She broke off into uncontrolled sobs.
Rachel: Pull yourself together! You're just being silly!
Narrator: Caitlin stopped crying and said:
Caitlin: Rachel, what--why--how--how could you do this? I thought you were my friend! ...
Narrator: A small silence ensued. Caitlin waited. Finally Rachel said:
Rachel: Well, I thought it might be fun.
Narrator: Caitlin was shocked.
Caitlin: That's it? You thought it might be fun?
Rachel: Well, I like being evil. I've always been so good and kind before. I thought I'd ... you know ... branch out a bit.
Narrator: Caitlin, appalled, exploded:
Caitlin: Branch out? Rachel! Do you see what you've done? The trouble you've caused? Why, look at all these kids here! They're all unconscious!
Narrator: Caitlin reached out and found Alison's arm. A pulse was steadily pulsing in Alison's wrist, but she wasn't sitting up, as Caitlin had done.
Caitlin: Rachel, you've got to come back! YOU'VE GOT to come back, and put this right! You've just got to!
Narrator: Suddenly, Caitlin heard a click, and Rachel was gone.
Caitlin: Darn it! I need to get this fixed if Rachel's not going to!
Narrator: She reached over, and whispered in Alison's ear.
Caitlin: Well, if Rachel wants to be evil, let her. It's all up to us now. Come on, Ali, wake up?!
Narrator: But Ali would just not wake. So she thought and fumed and thought and fumed 'til finally Alison shot up off the ground and yelled
Alison: Aaaaaa!
Caitlin: Alison, you're awake! Thank goodness! Come on. We're going to find Rachel!
Narrator: Alison was shocked.
Alison: But--
Narrator: Caitlin spoke fast.
Caitlin: It's the only way to put this right, she's the only one who can do it!
Narrator: Alison and Caitlin stood over the lifeless forms of the other young zoners, lying before them.
Alison: Okay.
Caitlin: Come on.
Narrator: Together, the girls whipped out their canes, and started gently but firmly prodding and poking the other young zoners until they stirred. But somehow, none of them could rise. Their blind eyes followed Caitlin and Alison, as the two worked their way around the circle of inert forms on the ground. Finally, Caitlin looked at Alison grimly and said:
Narrator: We're gonna just have to go, the two of us. And find her.
Narrator: The two girls decided to go to Rachel's house and find out what was going on, but they was in for a big surprise when they arrived. Rachel was lying on the floor, unmoving.
Caitlin: Rachel!
Narrator: Face pale and shocked, Caitlin dropped to her knees beside her friend. Alison followed suit, casting aside her cane and pulling off her worn jacket. Both girls were scratched and weak from their long, treacherous journey. Caitlin reached for Rachel's hand and held on, as Alison felt for a pulse.
Alison: She's alive.
Narrator: Some of the color returned to the girls' faces as this was pronounced. Caitlin sighed in relief. With terror creeping steadily into her voice, Caitlin asked:
Caitlin: What do we do now? What's happened to her?
Alison: I don't know, but--maybe--just maybe ... she's just ... unconscious. I hope she'll be okay.
Narrator: Caitlin smiled at Alison.
Caitlin: You sound tired, sis. You should get some rest.
Narrator: The girls crept upstairs, and found a deserted bedroom. Caitlin tucked Alison into bed.
Alison: Aren't you going to come to bed, too?
Caitlin: I will, in a minute. I've got to try and tend to Rachel first.
Alison: Okay but come soon, you're tired too.
Caitlin: I will.
Narrator: Caitlin gave Alison a hug, then hurried back downstairs and sat by Rachel again. After some thought, Caitlin raced quietly back upstairs. She dragged down a mattress and some blankets from upstairs. She got Rachel situated, then sat by her side, thinking. Her eyes fell slowly shut, and she knew she was falling asleep.
Caitlin: Rachel, wake up.
Narrator: Caitlin reached groggily for Rachel's hand.
Caitlin: We need you ...
Narrator: Then, Caitlin fell back, her head pillowed on the edge of the mattress. ... Sunlight streamed into the front window of Rachel's house. Caitlin stirred and lifted her head. Alison was beside her, nibbling a piece of toast.
Alison: I didn't wanna wake you. How's Rachel?
Caitlin: I don't know. But I just thought of something. Rachel mentioned that her doctor's great. What was her name? ... Seria! That's it! We've gotta get in touch with her! Maybe she can help Rachel!
Narrator: They did get in touch with Seria, and when she arrived they found out that she was a unicorn, with a beautiful silver horn protruding from her angular forehead. Her walk and stature were graceful, though, of course, Caitlin and Alison couldn't see this. The unicorn approached the two figures seated beside the patient.
Seria: Hello.
Narrator: Seria brushing each girl's hand in turn.
Seria: I'm Seria. And it seems dear Rachel has fallen ill, in some way.
Caitlin: Yes, she has. I hope she's not ...
Seria: She's not in pain.
Alison: How do you know?
Seria: I can tell.
Narrator: The girls instinctively knew that Seria spoke the truth, for she was, indeed, not in pain, and she was beginning to stir from Seria's presence. Seria laid her horn on Rachel's forehead and chanted:
Seria: Azooma xama, alay aahtoom.
Narrator: Rachel stirred and raised her head.
Rachel: What ... what happened?
Caitlin: Rachel!
Narrator: Unable to restrain herself, Caitlin threw herself onto the floor beside the mattress and hugged Rachel. Alison followed suit. Seria stood indulgently beside the three embracing friends. Rachel looked up at her doctor over the girls' heads.
Rachel: What happened to me, Seria?
Narrator: Seria looked at Rachel and said that she'd had a heart attack, and that if they hadn't called her when they did, Rachel might have died.
Seria: It's a good thing that you called when you did, because I was just going to go and try and save some children.
Caitlin: What children?
Seria: Some visually impaired ones, and a few sighted. Apparently some evil had befallen them.
Narrator: Rachel looked guilty, but defiant.
Rachel: Um ... that was my doing, I'm afraid.
Narrator: She sighed. Then, looking at Caitlin and Alison, she said:
Rachel: But ... but you two saved me. I ... I owe my lives to you now. I'll go save them, I promise I will.
Seria: Good.
Narrator: Seria smiled approvingly.
Seria: I doubt I could have saved them myself. Rachel cast the enchantment, and I believe only she can lift it. Because her magic is more powerful then mine, and therefore, it is her destiny to go and lift it.
Narrator: Rachel's guide dog, Heartly, came trotting into the room at that moment, and, thanks to Seria's magic, said in plain English:
Heartly: Rachel, you naughty girl! Look at the suffering you've caused these poor children!
Caitlin: Oh, it's okay, we don't care.
Alison: Yeah!
Caitlin: Rachel's our friend, and we'd do anything for her.
Narrator: Rachel turned her face guiltily to each of them in turn and then said in a low voice:
Rachel: I've been such a horrible person! Come on, let's go! I've got to save them before ... before it's too ... too late ...
Narrator: Rachel's face had turned deathly white. In a voice, so sharp it seemed not to belong to her, Rachel demanded:
Rachel: What day is it? What time?
Alison: It's ... it's Saturday.
Narrator: Alison said this shakily as Caitlin ripped her BrailleNote's case open and sped to the clock.
Caitlin: It's 9:30.
Seria: Is that bad?
Narrator: Rachel was still white as a sheet.
Rachel: The spell will be permanently damaging in a half hour. We have to get to them before then, or they'll die!
Narrator: Rachel started to her feet, but fell back.
Caitlin: Rachel, don't!
Seria: Rachel, quick, get on my back! Caitlin. Alison. Help her up.
Narrator: The two girls obediently supported Rachel to her feet and helped her to sit astride the beautiful unicorn.
Seria: You two get on as well, you'd never make it there on foot in time.
Narrator: Seria's voice was urgent. Caitlin gave Alison a boost, and then Alison helped Caitlin climb onto Seria's back as well.
Seria: Hang on!
Narrator: Caitlin locked her arms about Alison's waist.
Caitlin: Hang onto Rachel!
Narrator: Alison linked her arms around Rachel's waist. All three locked their knees around Seria's flank. And the great unicorn took flight beneath them. On and on they went until they reached the place where all of the children were asleep. Rachel was almost too weak to perform the spell to save them, but she somehow managed it, and the children were awakened, but who should show up but a very angry Heartly!
Heartly: You left me behind!
Narrator: Heartly howled, throwing herself at Rachel. Already weakened from her heart attack, journey and spell casting, Rachel fell down onto the grass without a fight.
Caitlin: Heartly!
Narrator: Caitlin scolded the dog mildly, timidly prodding the dog off Rachel. Alison was helping Rachel to a sitting position.
Heartly: You oughtn't to have left me!
Narrator: Heartly continued to mutter mutinously.
Rachel: We were in a hurry, Heartly.
Caitlin: Heartly, come off it. Rachel's tired, she needs her rest.
Narrator: Heartly softened and timidly approached Rachel. Rachel reached out and petted her guide dog.
Caitlin: Come on, you guys. Let's get Rachel home.
Narrator: All the young zoners rallied together and linked wrists, making a sort of chair with their arms to carry Rachel home. Seria accompanied them as they journeyed back to Rachel's house. Heartly helped by supporting Rachel's feet.
Heartly: It's going to be all right,
Rachel: Of course it will. Because if it weren't, then there'd be no one else to take care of you ...
Narrator: Rachel passed out.
Heartly: No! No! No! It won't be, it won't be, it won't be ...
Narrator: The dog began to sob and whimper.
Seria: Stop, everyone, stop!
Narrator: Seria's voice rang like a clear bell in the still air. The children stopped.
Seria: Let her down, here, on the grass.
Narrator: Seria cantered to a patch of grass and shepherded the children in that direction. They laid Rachel down, there, in the grass. The sun was shining over them, directly in Rachel's eyes. Caitlin blinked in the light and shaded Rachel's eyes with her own hand. Seria examined Rachel closely. She looked up, her expression grim.
Seria: I just don't know. She may not survive this.
Narrator: Caitlin's eyes filled with tears, but she vainly tried to hold them back. Several of the other zoners around them began to cry too. Rachel, their beloved friend, who had always been there to laugh and console and support everybody. Rachel. RdFreak. They couldn't let her down, they had to do something. Leaves dropped from trees overhead. All was silent and still. Heartly laid her head on Rachel's chest. She said very softly:
Heartly: Rachel I ... love ... you ... and ... I ... always ... will ...
Narrator: Rachel's eyes opened slightly, and she said:
Rachel: I ... love you, too, Heartly ...
Narrator: Seria decided to take advantage of the situation by trying another one of her spells, but it required that Heartly leave Rachel's side.
Seria: Heartly.
Narrator: Seria whispered the name, laying a hoof on the dog's back. Heartly snapped up, instantly tense, and growled. Seria remained immovable.
Seria: Calm down, Heartly, I need you to slowly back away from Rachel ... I need to try something.
Narrator: Heartly timidly backed away, and immediately Rachel's eyes fell shut and she began to convulse, obviously with pain. Caitlin gasped.
Caitlin: Don't, Seria!
Narrator: Caitlin's face was ashen. Seria nodded, and gently pushed Heartly back toward Rachel. Instantly Rachel fell still again.
Seria: Heartly. Stay by her side.
Heartly: Why? Does this have something to do with me?
Seria: Yes! Yes it does. You love Rachel very much, right?
Heartly: Right. But what's love gotta do with it?
Seria: Everything! ... Everything. ... Do what you were doing earlier.
Heartly: What ... talk to her?
Narrator: Heartly was incredulous.
Seria: Yes.
Narrator: Rachel's eyes had fallen closed again during this speech.
Seria: Hurry! There isn't time!
Narrator: Heartly crouched over Rachel, peering into her eyes. Heartly did as requested.
Heartly: Please don't die on me. Oh please don't die on me ...
Narrator: She kept repeating the words over and over to herself.
Heartly: I won't have anyone if you do, please don't ... please ... don't ...
Seria: Stay there for a while ... you're helping Rachel with your love!
Heartly: Okay. I'll stay here.
Narrator: Heartly remained on top of Rachel. After a long time, Rachel was able to hug her guide dog. Heartly, trying to be kind, hugged Rachel back, and licked Rachel's face.
Rachel: Stay with me. Stay with me, Heartly ...
Narrator: The young zoners had gathered in a circle around Rachel and Heartly, during this exchange. All of them sat, tense, in a tight ring around Rachel. Alison abruptly stood, needing to take a walk to stretch her legs. Rachel twitched horribly.
Caitlin: Alison! No!
Narrator: Caitlin caught Alison's hand.
Caitlin: She needs all of us! Mostly Heartly, but us, too. We all love her!
Narrator: Alison fell back in place and Rachel's eyes opened wider still. Heartly licked Rachel's cheek again, and the children pressed closer to Rachel, gathering the threads of life she still had into a strong bond that anchored Rachel to Earth. Meanwhile, SRC 333, AKA Shaun, had heard about Rachel's life being in the balance and brought himself and his guide dog over to help strengthen the bond of love.
Shaun: I don't know what to say. She was such a good friend of mine.
John: Then don't say anything. You're all here to help her, not to have a meeting of somberness and sadness and sorrow.
Shaun: You're right. But how is it that I can understand you now?
Seria: I think I can answer that. It's because I put a spell on your guide dog that makes it possible for all to understand what he says.
Shaun: Oh. Okay. Thanks for letting me know. That was kind of freaky for a second.
John: Okay. Heartly, I'll help you.
Narrator: John and Heartly both laid on top of Rachel
Seria: Shaun, see if you can find more dogs to help strengthen the bond of love.
Shaun: Okay. I'll try my best, but I have one question to ask you. How is it that our guide dogs can speak to Rachel, but we can't in the same way? They seem to have the power to heal Rachel even more than we do, but we love her just as much, if not more.
Seria: They understand you best. Animals are more keen, in the sense that they sense emotion and know how to relay it in a way that all living things can understand. Your love is passionate, but you don't know how to express it. They do. Now, go find some more dogs, if possible. And tell the children to concentrate on their love for Rachel. As we saw when Alison tried to leave, their love is crucial in Rachel's health as well.
Narrator: Shaun nodded.
Shaun: Okay.
Narrator: It was an emotional experience for everyone. Moments seemed like hours. In her place in the circle, Kerri, AKA KR is Me, knelt with her arms around her own guide dog Jasmine and her face buried in the dog's face.
Kerri: Oh I love you so much Jazzy.
Jasmine: I know. And we all love Rachel.
Narrator: Suddenly, Caitlin shouted:
Caitlin: Look, I think she's sitting up!
Narrator: And indeed, Rachel was sitting up.
All: Rachel!
Seria: Stay down on the ground.
Rachel: What happened? I feel the love from all of you ... What happened?
Narrator: All of them began to babble at once, but to their shock, Rachel fell back on the ground again.
Seria: Wait! We must keep this up for a few more minutes, until she's strong enough to live without this constant circle of love. But we love her anyway, all the time.
Seria: Yes, but you can't all be with her all the time. She'll always need some love to survive, that's the after effects of this attack. But she'll need to function without this massive amount of love present.
Narrator: All the zoners nodded, and resumed their positions around Rachel. Everyone tried to explain everything at once, and finally Rachel got the whole story straight. She smiled widely at the whole group.
Rachel: Oh thank you so much you guys! I love you too. And oh Heartly ...
Narrator: She hugged her guide dog tightly.
Rachel: I promise to never be evil again.
Narrator: Everyone cheered. Then they all went back to Rachel's and partied.
Caitlin: Calling all stray, and even not not stray, dogs!
Narrator: Caitlin shouted this into the still evening. And she she immediately began laughing because she heard some more familiar zoners creeping up behind them. In amongst those lot who Caitlin had accidentally called "dogs" shouted a familiar voice.
Derek: What's been happening!?
Narrator: It was Derek, AKA Doodgeman, back from his Birthday weekend at Skiland.
Caitlin: Hi, D!
Narrator: It was evening. The raucous party had ended, celebrating Rachel's return from evilness, and her healing from the horrible and crippling heart attacks.
Derek: What's all this?"
Rachel: Here, come in, and we'll tell you all about it!
J: Hey! I'm not a stray dog!
Narrator: It was another familiar voice. Everyone was surprised by who it turned out to be. The stray dog turned out to be J, AKA Admin. He said:
J: Oy, you people ... give us a break, Caitlin! Give us a break everybody. This board topic is way, way, WAAAAY too long!
All: Okay, okay! We will! We will!
Narrator: Everyone laughed, and then Kerri asked:
Kerri: Hey, anyone want to go on a road trip?
Narrator: The End.
Kerri: Oh I love you so much Jazzy.
Jasmine: I know. And we all love Rachel.
Narrator: Suddenly, Caitlin shouted:
Caitlin: Look, I think she's sitting up!
Narrator: And indeed, Rachel was sitting up.
All: Rachel!
Seria: Stay down on the ground.
Rachel: What happened? I feel the love from all of you ... What happened?
Narrator: All of them began to babble at once, but to their shock, Rachel fell back on the ground again.
Seria: Wait! We must keep this up for a few more minutes, until she's strong enough to live without this constant circle of love. But we love her anyway, all the time.
Seria: Yes, but you can't all be with her all the time. She'll always need some love to survive, that's the after effects of this attack. But she'll need to function without this massive amount of love present.
Narrator: All the zoners nodded, and resumed their positions around Rachel. Everyone tried to explain everything at once, and finally Rachel got the whole story straight. She smiled widely at the whole group.
Rachel: Oh thank you so much you guys! I love you too. And oh Heartly ...
Narrator: She hugged her guide dog tightly.
Rachel: I promise to never be evil again.
Narrator: Everyone cheered. Then they all went back to Rachel's and partied.
Caitlin: Calling all stray, and even not not stray, dogs!
Narrator: Caitlin shouted this into the still evening. And she she immediately began laughing because she heard some more familiar zoners creeping up behind them. In amongst those lot who Caitlin had accidentally called "dogs" shouted a familiar voice.
Derek: What's been happening!?
Narrator: It was Derek, AKA Doodgeman, back from his Birthday weekend at Skiland.
Caitlin: Hi, D!
Narrator: It was evening. The raucous party had ended, celebrating Rachel's return from evilness, and her healing from the horrible and crippling heart attacks.
Derek: What's all this?"
Rachel: Here, come in, and we'll tell you all about it!
J: Hey! I'm not a stray dog!
Narrator: It was another familiar voice. Everyone was surprised by who it turned out to be. The stray dog turned out to be J, AKA Admin. He said:
J: Oy, you people ... give us a break, Caitlin! Give us a break everybody. This board topic is way, way, WAAAAY too long!
All: Okay, okay! We will! We will!
Narrator: Everyone laughed, and then Kerri asked:
Kerri: Hey, anyone want to go on a road trip?
Narrator: The End.
So hope you all are pleased with this. If you're interested in playing one of the parts that isn't taken then post in the casting doob that i'm gonna make now. You obviously must have Ventrilo lol. Caitlin
Oops oops! I messed up the last post, for one thing I posted it twice and for another thing it was wrong. Disregard disregard! Lol!
Kerri: Oh I love you so much Jazzy. Jasmine: I know. And we all love Rachel. Narrator:
Suddenly, Caitlin shouted: Caitlin: Look, I think she's sitting up! Narrator: And
indeed, Rachel was sitting up. All: Rachel! Seria: Stay down on the ground. Rachel:
What happened? I feel the love from all of you ... What happened? Narrator: All of
them began to babble at once, but to their shock, Rachel fell back on the ground
again. Seria: Wait! We must keep this up for a few more minutes, until she's strong
enough to live without this constant circle of love. But we love her anyway, all
the time. Seria: Yes, but you can't all be with her all the time. She'll always need
some love to survive, that's the after effects of this attack. But she'll need to
function without this massive amount of love present. Narrator: All the zoners nodded,
and resumed their positions around Rachel. Everyone tried to explain everything at
once, and finally Rachel got the whole story straight. She smiled widely at the whole
group. Rachel: Oh thank you so much you guys! I love you too. And oh Heartly ...
Narrator: She hugged her guide dog tightly. Rachel: I promise to never be evil again.
Narrator: Everyone cheered. Then they all went back to Rachel's and partied. Caitlin:
Calling all stray, and even not not stray, dogs! Narrator: Caitlin shouted this into
the still evening. And she she immediately began laughing because she heard some
more familiar zoners creeping up behind them. In amongst those lot who Caitlin had
accidentally called "dogs" shouted a familiar voice. Derek: What's been happening!?
Narrator: It was Derek, AKA Doodgeman, back from his Birthday weekend at Skiland.
Caitlin: Hi, D! Narrator: It was evening. The raucous party had ended, celebrating
Rachel's return from evilness, and her healing from the horrible and crippling heart
attacks. Derek: What's all this?" Rachel: Here, come in, and we'll tell you all about
it! J: Hey! I'm not a stray dog! Narrator: It was another familiar voice. Everyone
was surprised by who it turned out to be. The stray dog turned out to be J, AKA Admin.
He said: J: Oy, you people ... give us a break, Caitlin! Give us a break everybody.
This board topic is way, way, WAAAAY too long! All: Okay, okay! We will! We will!
Narrator: Everyone laughed, and then Kerri asked: Kerri: Hey, anyone want to go on
a road trip? Narrator: The End.
Note that if you decide to be in teh play, I can E-Mail you a script in Ascii text format. Caitlin
Or in .kwb for your BN. Lol.