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Title: reprobatereveal
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Credit: Written by
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Author: Nathan Lindsay
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Notes: notes app 2022-07-25 @ 3:56am
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Raincloud and Reprobate are sitting atop [idk] eating an unhealthy amount corn dogs and fries.
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RAINCLOUD
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Why have you got to be so dramatic?
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REPROBATE
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Seriously? I don’t know how else I’m supposed to work. Do I just walk right in unannounced? Or maybe just start slowly dissociating you? My name’s not freaking Gabriel. Best to just get it over with quick and move on, if that’s *dramatic* to you I don’t know what to tell you man.
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As Reprobate speaks, he attempts to dip his corn dog in fry sauce. The sauce cup is too small, so he flicks it out of existence in a magical purplish smokey disappearance. The effect has two distinct layers, one the color of rainy’s scales, the other of reprobate’s accenting it. He conjures a brandless bottle of fry sauce and ejects its seemingly infinite contents into the boat of fries. His dipping efforts are satisfied by this.
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RAINCLOUD
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We could have talked about it, we’re talking about it right now.
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REPROBATE
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All of this is figurative, we’ve been talking about it this entire time if you really think about it.
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RAINCLOUD
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Well isn’t that just splitting hairs…
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Reprobate conjures another corn dog. As he unsheathes it, he gives it comedic length. Raincloud looks across the cosmos of their shared consciousness.
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RAINCLOUD
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Okay it’s really weird we’ve got ears this time around. Actual ears!
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He holds them incredulously. Reprobate twitches his curiously.
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REPROBATE
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I know! I’m surprised we can even move them ourselves, you’d think we wouldn’t know how. Actually, didn’t you give us them yourself, on purpose? You designed our body.
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RAINCLOUD
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Yeah, I thought I’d try em out this time around. I remember I used to see other dragons with them and I’d think, ‘oh wow, they’re so ugly, they look incredibly bovine, disgusting.’ but they’re pretty cute right?
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REPROBATE
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Yes, indubitably.
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Reprobate conjures another, even longer corn dog. Raincloud watches him, cringing slightly.
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RAINCLOUD
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You’re going to get fat if you keep eating those.
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REPROBATE
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(defensively)
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I’m a growing boy! I need *something* to keep me going. Besides, how do you think we’re supposed to maintain these curves?
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He pauses to huffily dip his dog and take another bite.
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REPROBATE
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(muffled)
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And so will you!
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RAINCLOUD
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Wait, did you edit my genetic template when I was building our body? I knew something was off when I woke up. I thought something had gone wrong, that freaked me out!
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Reprobate’s head is turned away. We build up to him slowly turning. His eyes are murderous; all we see are the galaxy that effectively makes up the whites of his eyes. Extreme close up.
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REPROBATE
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Rainy. We need these thick thighs.
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