Brandon > Alice

Story/0BattleRoyale.fountain

@@ -438,11 +438,11 @@ INT. THE COLOSSEUM - THE STANDS - CONTINUOUS
 
 /* The chorus cutaway. This is our look at the audience for the first time, and it plays SILENT — no spoken lines, no shouted lines. All characterization through visual beat, posture, gesture, stitched over ambient crowd murmur that never resolves into words. Wide shot across tiered stone bleachers; the Gumball Rule is in full force — each creature rendered in a different idiom, different universes stitched onto the same bench. 2D, 3D, painted, chibi, photographic, sketchy. Do not homogenize. We ride a slow pan, picking out faces in order, each holding one short beat. No dialogue. Music or ambient wash only. */
 
-Front and center in the lower bleachers, working the crowd: **EXPERIMENTA1ICE** (a.k.a. BRANNDON) — Murder-Drones-style femboy fembot, slender white plating with visible joints, black visor with two tilted glowing red "eyes" and a thin smug mouth line, long wavy dark red hair, gray goggles parked on the forehead, red sleeveless crop top, black fitted pants, heavy segmented black tail with blade-like spines, a thin cable over the shoulder ending in an orange-canister claw tool. Brass tray stacked with ceremonial courtly hot dogs balanced on one hand. He's working the aisle with a practiced upward grin, tossing a dog three rows up. It is caught. He points at the catcher, winks, collects coin in a pouch at his hip, keeps moving.
+Front and center in the lower bleachers, working the crowd: **EXPERIMENTA1IC3** — Murder-Drones-style femboy fembot, slender white plating with visible joints, black visor with two tilted glowing red "eyes" and a thin smug mouth line, long wavy dark red hair, gray goggles parked on the forehead, red sleeveless crop top, black fitted pants, heavy segmented black tail with blade-like spines, a thin cable over the shoulder ending in an orange-canister claw tool. Brass tray stacked with ceremonial courtly hot dogs balanced on one hand. He's working the aisle with a practiced upward grin, tossing a dog three rows up. It is caught. He points at the catcher, winks, collects coin in a pouch at his hip, keeps moving.
 
 Pan up one tier.
 
-Side by side, a pair: **NONCRITICALMOTHER** — kind-eyed, silver-streaked-pink hair, soft cardigan over a pastel pink top, laugh lines, motherly. Arm around the shoulders of **NONCRITICALGAMINGTTV** — pastel kawaii bust, choppy pink hair, huge pink **heart-pupil** eyes, rabbit + bow hair clips, stick candy at her mouth. Both of them holding Branndon's hot dogs, eating politely in synchronized small bites. Mother dabs the corner of the younger's mouth with a folded napkin without looking. The younger keeps her heart-eyes fixed on the sand below.
+Side by side, a pair: **NONCRITICALMOTHER** — kind-eyed, silver-streaked-pink hair, soft cardigan over a pastel pink top, laugh lines, motherly. Arm around the shoulders of **NONCRITICALGAMINGTTV** — pastel kawaii bust, choppy pink hair, huge pink **heart-pupil** eyes, rabbit + bow hair clips, stick candy at her mouth. Both of them holding EXPERIMENTA1IC3's hot dogs, eating politely in synchronized small bites. Mother dabs the corner of the younger's mouth with a folded napkin without looking. The younger keeps her heart-eyes fixed on the sand below.
 
 Pan right.
 
@@ -474,7 +474,7 @@ Above them, suspended on brass rigging with no visible anchor, the **JUMBOTRON**
 
 On the feed: the **inside of the bubble**. A forest. Nine contestants somewhere within it. A hush spreads across the chorus — the ambient wash thinning, dropping away — until the only sound in the colosseum is the low brass hum of the jumbotron frame.
 
-Branndon freezes mid-toss, a hot dog halfway to a buyer. Lowers his tray. Tilts the black visor up toward the feed. Stays there.
+**EXPERIMENTA1IC3** freezes mid-toss, a hot dog halfway to a buyer. Lowers his tray. Tilts the black visor up toward the feed. Stays there.
 
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