The Enchantments of Flesh and Matrix, Reloaded

The Enchantments of Flesh and Matrix, Reloaded
by Adam P. Knave

Story Notes

Editor\'s PickDate Posted: March 2004

Author Contact: angrybluemonkey@hotmail.com

Opening Scene

Seel:
Calanthe, I have been looking for you. You want to know, what is the Wraethrix, don’t you?

Cal:
I don’t really care what you say.

Pellaz:
Will you listen to me?

Cal:
*sighs* All right, tell me.

Seel:
Very good. You have to choose. Do you take the red Grissecon or the blue Sharing of Breath?

Cal:
So, I get to choose?

Seel:
If you choose the Sharing of Breath, you leave here and pretend this never happened. But, Cal, if you take the Grissecon, you enter into another world. A world you have searched for. You enter, the Wraethrix.

Pellaz:
I’m not supposed to say anything here, you know that, but… well sometimes I get these feelings. Dear Mima, but anyway, I say Grissecon.

Cal:
*looks at Pell and blinks a few times* Right, Grissecon it is then.

Seel:
Very well.

[Insert correct reel with Grissecon scene here]

– Later –

Agent Thiede:
Misssssssssster Calanthe.

Cal:
And who are you?

Agent Thiede:
I am Agent Thiede. You are making a MIStake, Misssster Calanthe.

Cal:
You’d think so, huh? Thanks for sharing.

Agent Thiede:
You should consider this, Misssster Calanthe. If you turn your back on that pack of criminals now you can still save yourself. We are aware of your past. We can make it all go away.

Cal:
Mmm, not interested.

Agent Thiede:
Cal, we know about Zack. The same can happen to Pellaz and Seel.

Cal:
Ha! I drink in the face of danger such as yours!

Agent Thiede:
Well. Not much I can say to THAT I suppose.

– Even Later –

Seel:
Flick, bring us within range of the Wraethrix.

Flick:
You got it.

Seel:
And make me dinner.

Flick:
You know…

Pellaz:
Dinner would be good.

Flick:
Oh, OK, I’ll make dinner.

Seel:
Cal, come meet the rest of the crew. Pell you know. This is Flick, the opharator. Over there are Orien and Cobweb.

Cobweb:
We don’t need anyone new! I hate him!

Orien:
You hate him? Wait a few scenes, my dear.

Flick:
I hate making dinner.

Pell:
Flick, aruna later maybe?

Flick:
*hums as he cooks*

– Guess what troops? It is even later –

Seel:
Cal, I believe you are… The One.

Cal:
It was just aruna, Seel. Very good aruna, granted, but stop with that.

Seel:
No, Cal. You are The One.

Cal:
The One what?

Seel:
The One who can lead us to freedom.

Cal:
I… I can not even begin to … Seel, go to sleep.

*Cal gets up and wanders around the ship – The Saltrock*

Pellaz:
Still awake?

Cal:
Has Seel told you his harebrained theory?

Pellaz:
Cal, you are The One, I believe it.

Cal:
That’s crazy, you know. Look at you! You should be this One person! Not me. Crazy.

Pellaz:
My fate is not yours.

Cal:
Well, obviously, but can the fate talk.

– Look, if I keep telling you it’s later every time I skip ahead, someone is getting smacked –

Cobweb:
I don’t like him at all, this Cal.

Agent Thiede:
Help us then, and we shall help you.

Cobweb:
But Pell likes him. And Pell helped me.

Agent Thiede:
Make up your mind.

Cobweb:
OK, I’ll help you.

Agent Thiede:
Of course you will.

*Meanwhile*

Orien:
Seel, you know he brings only trouble.

Seel:
Orien, old friend, he is The One.

Orien:
I have doubts. Large doubts.

Seel:
I don’t.

*Meanwhile-er (which is not a word but suck it up and cope)*

Pellaz:
So Cal, can you accept that you are The One yet?

Cal:
Maybe, if you stay near me, Pell, I can be.

*Even more meanwhile-ish*

Flick:
I’m all alone. Suck.

– In a different scene that happens to take place at a time considered to be ‘later’ –

Cobweb:
So we go in here, and you and Pell ride into this forest and when you reach the end then you can be the One, OK, Cal?

Cal:
Why are we…

Pellaz:
It’s a nice day, who needs a reason! *rides off*

Cal:
Oh hell. *rides after him*

Pellaz:
Isn’t this just so pre *gets shot*

Cal:
PELL!

*Pellaz dies*

*Later later*

Cal:
ORIEN!

Orien:
What? Cal? What happened?

Cal:
You knew! You know Pell was going to die, didn’t you?

Orien:
Huh? No, see, I’m just on the Saltrock, OK? Whole different… *Cal stabs Orien. A lot. In fact, he makes with the stabbity. A bunch of stabbity*

Seel:
Cal! Why did you …

Cal:
Argh! *runs off, leaves the ship, enters the Wraethrix*

Agent Thiede:
Yesssssss. This will work nicely. If we make a new body for Pellaz here, Missssster Calanthe will be quite confused. If we are lucky he will die.

Cal:
That’s it! You killed Pell! You murdering fuck!

Agent Thiede:
What? You believe that little tale about you being The One?

Cal:
Maybe.

Agent Thiede:
Ridiculous.

*Cal suddenly attacks, moving with bullet time effects and clothes whipping around. Agent Thiede does the same. They hit, they punch bits of concrete and wood fly everywhere all in exquisite slow motion. After a few days of this Agent Thiede explodes in a shower of code and goo.*

Cal:
Huh. I guess I am The One.

Pellaz:
So take me home already?

Cal:
But I saw you die!

Pellaz:
I’ll explain. See, first I woke up and it was really cold…..

*Fade to Black*

-Fin-

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