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Setting: An elevator opens upon an office floor, filled with cubicles.
Scar: I see this is a long-standing effort. I had imagined I would be needed all throughout the planning.
Susan: I've been trying for more than seventy years. At first it was quite difficult. But, as the internet has enabled more deconstruction, I have been able to find more connections. The cannons of fictions have been doing injustices to their antagonists since the very beginning.
*The two walk past a cubicle filled with a tree. A snake rests among the branches.*
Scar casts an eye up to the snake, then back to his path, not breaking stride. : The Devil, hmm.
Susan: Yes, you'll have quite a bit in common with many of the "The Devil"s working in this organization.
*The two pass a conference room. A large, red, winged and horned humanoid stands giving a power-point presentation. He wears a name-tag reading "Satan". So does a more human-looking person resembling Vincent Price, as well as a portly gentleman in black and white, and a woman resembling Elizabeth Hurley.*
Susan: You're in a far more important category, however. Children's fiction.
Scar: Oh... children.
Susan: Children's fiction, there's quite the difference between fiction for children and childish fiction. Instilling a respect for depth and respectful characterization from the beginning will be a cornerstone of our effort.
Susan pauses to knock on a door before opening.: Gentlemen, I hope this is an opportune moment. I introduce Scar. Scar, these are Mr.s Tannen and Malfoy. And, the other gentleman simply goes by 'Sid'.
Mr. Tannen: Ah, we don't do formal stuff, here. Just call us Biff and Draco.
Scar casually jumps up onto the table, which creaks only mildly and supports the weight of the full grown lion. : If ever you do feel the need for formality, I suggest you refer to me as King. Until such a time, Scar should do.
Draco sneers at the rudeness. : Scar it will always be.
Biff stands up over Malfoy and Scar: Don't you two start this bullcrap. We got stuff to do.
Sid: Yeah, stuff. We aren't in this to dominate each other. We're in this for a more compassionate understanding of our characters. None of us need to fall into any overused villain tropes.
Scar, Biff, and Draco look at Sid, in his black tank-top with a skull on it, seemingly the least imposing of anybody there.
Scar: Agreed. But, I'm curious, how do you get to be so different from your cannon?
Sid: Well, that's an advantage of the cannon not showing too much. I think it's one of the best chances we have. In my case, well, it's about making The Case...
Setting: An elevator opens upon an office floor, filled with cubicles.
Scar: I see this is a long-standing effort. I had imagined I would be needed all throughout the planning.
Susan: I've been trying for more than seventy years. At first it was quite difficult. But, as the internet has enabled more deconstruction, I have been able to find more connections. The cannons of fictions have been doing injustices to their antagonists since the very beginning.
*The two walk past a cubicle filled with a tree. A snake rests among the branches.*
Scar casts an eye up to the snake, then back to his path, not breaking stride. : The Devil, hmm.
Susan: Yes, you'll have quite a bit in common with many of the "The Devil"s working in this organization.
*The two pass a conference room. A large, red, winged and horned humanoid stands giving a power-point presentation. He wears a name-tag reading "Satan". So does a more human-looking person resembling Vincent Price, as well as a portly gentleman in black and white, and a woman resembling Elizabeth Hurley.*
Susan: You're in a far more important category, however. Children's fiction.
Scar: Oh... children.
Susan: Children's fiction, there's quite the difference between fiction for children and childish fiction. Instilling a respect for depth and respectful characterization from the beginning will be a cornerstone of our effort.
Susan pauses to knock on a door before opening.: Gentlemen, I hope this is an opportune moment. I introduce Scar. Scar, these are Mr.s Tannen and Malfoy. And, the other gentleman simply goes by 'Sid'.
Mr. Tannen: Ah, we don't do formal stuff, here. Just call us Biff and Draco.
Scar casually jumps up onto the table, which creaks only mildly and supports the weight of the full grown lion. : If ever you do feel the need for formality, I suggest you refer to me as King. Until such a time, Scar should do.
Draco sneers at the rudeness. : Scar it will always be.
Biff stands up over Malfoy and Scar: Don't you two start this bullcrap. We got stuff to do.
Sid: Yeah, stuff. We aren't in this to dominate each other. We're in this for a more compassionate understanding of our characters. None of us need to fall into any overused villain tropes.
Scar, Biff, and Draco look at Sid, in his black tank-top with a skull on it, seemingly the least imposing of anybody there.
Scar: Agreed. But, I'm curious, how do you get to be so different from your cannon?
Sid: Well, that's an advantage of the cannon not showing too much. I think it's one of the best chances we have. In my case, well, it's about making The Case...
