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@@ -15,6 +15,7 @@ RULES OF THE ROOM:
 - The BATTLE ROYALE IS ACTUALLY A SIM. The audience is not told this outright — Rain's "death is unpleasant whether it's permanent or not" speech implies it without spelling it. Treat it as real-death tonally at every moment except Rain's one monologue and the recovery-area tag.
 - DEATH-VFX RULE (plant early, pay late): when a contestant is killed inside the bubble, the body dissolves into a **soft poof of blue-holographic mist** that disperses upward into the aura. ABSENCE of the mist-poof on defeat = still alive. Rain states this rule aloud in his ascent monologue. Use it faithfully every time a contestant dies — and withhold it exactly once, during Ubear's cliff-throw of Rooster. That withholding is the twist seed.
 - THE ROOSTER HOOD NEVER COMES DOWN. Not in the cornucopia. Not in combat. Not in the cookfire scene. Not at the finale. Not in the recovery area. Never. The disguise IS the character.
+- ROOSTER'S CODE (the quiet twin of Adrian's): he is a strict non-aggressor. From the first second in the bubble his plan is to initiate against no one, defend himself absolutely, end an attacker only while that attacker is actively trying to kill him, and otherwise withdraw toward the collapsing center of the shrink so he is simply the last one the wall hasn't reached. He never hunts, never bait-traps, never strikes the unthreatening. Every Rooster kill in the film is a threat already in motion against him (Noname's blade, Azure's lunge); the cliff and the cave read as a man who out-survived a kill-box, not one who worked it. He and Adrian are the two who refuse to become what Rain's arena is built to make them — Adrian says it aloud in the recovery bay.
 - AZURE'S KILLER-QUEEN STAND ("Killer Azure") deploys ONCE and only once, during the Azure+Adrian team-up against Ubear. Reserve it for impact.
 
 PRODUCTION DESIGN: read `Story/Worldbuilding.md` BEFORE storyboarding. Quick version:
@@ -421,7 +422,7 @@ AZURE
 This is fine. This is — this is fine. I designed this.
 
 BEANIE
-You *dreamt* it, and from a *couch*, skekSil.
+You *dreamt* it, and from a *couch*, prince.
 
 AZURE
 (lovingly)
@@ -587,11 +588,11 @@ Across the clearing, three more movements in parallel:
 
 — **NONAME** drifts after him. Antennae high. No weapon. Falls into step with Rooster three paces behind, just close enough to be trailing, just far enough to read as his own entity. Rooster does not look back. Rooster does not have to. They move off together.
 
-— **UBEAR** does not go to the weapon pedestals. He goes to a supply crate at the near edge of the cornucopia, punches it open with the mech arm (gears whining, brass screaming), rummages, pulls out a HEAVY IRON CLUB and a hip-bag full of what looks like engineering scrap. He does not look at the altruists. He looks at the altruists.
+— **UBEAR** does not go to the weapon pedestals. He goes to a supply crate at the near edge of the cornucopia, punches it open with the mech arm (gears whining, brass screaming), rummages, pulls out a HEAVY IRON CLUB and a hip-bag full of what looks like engineering scrap. He looks at the altruists.
 
 Beanie clocks him. Beanie does not say so.
 
-— **ADRIAN.** Adrian does not approach the cornucopia. Adrian was never going to approach the cornucopia. The green sword on his hip is already the only weapon he is going to need today. He steps sideways, out of the clearing's line of fire, picks a tree to lean on, and watches. Hands in pockets. Eyes working.
+— **ADRIAN.** Adrian does not approach the cornucopia; he was never going to. The green sword on his hip is already the only weapon he is going to need today. He steps sideways, out of the clearing's line of fire, picks a tree to lean on, and watches. Hands in pockets. Eyes working.
 
 — **JENNI** moves last. Efficient. Picks a SPEAR from a middle pedestal, hefts it, approves of the weight, picks a second one — smaller, a hand-throwable javelin — tucks it under her arm. Nods once at the pedestal as if thanking it. Walks out of the clearing without jogging. The stylus clips back into the tablet rig at her shoulder.
 
@@ -605,12 +606,10 @@ We get away from the cornucopia. Distance. We find water, we find cover, we *thi
 
 BEANIE
 (low, easy)
-Lead the way, skekSil.
+Lead the way, Blue.
 
 They go.
 
-Ubear does not follow them. Ubear follows them.
-
 Ubear follows them at a distance, through the trees, the iron club held low, the mech arm flexing once per step.
 
 CUT TO:
@@ -621,6 +620,8 @@ INT. FOREST - CLEARING UNDER A FALLEN OAK - A LITTLE LATER (GAMETIME ~0:30)
 
 Azure sits on the oak, short sword across his knees, Cena tee gathered up at the middle in a clumsy knot so it won't catch on the sword. Beanie crouches nearby, sharpening one of her knives against the other. Starboy is on his back in the moss, small axe balanced on his stomach, galaxy eyes up at the leaves. Agate stands watch at the far edge of the clearing, wings folded, head tilted to the sounds of the woods.
 
+Off in the distance, Noname climbs a tree, watching the group intently.
+
 STARBOY
 (to the sky)
 So, uh. Hot take.
@@ -640,7 +641,7 @@ Like — like, anyone can be mean. You can be mean when you're tired, you can be
 He lifts his head, just a little.
 
 STARBOY (CONT'D)
-Kind when you're tired? Kind when you're scared? That's the hard one. That's the one worth doing.
+*Kind* when you're tired? *Kind* when you're scared? That's the hard one. That's the one worth doing.
 
 AZURE
 (quiet, to his own knees)
@@ -961,7 +962,7 @@ CUT TO:
 
 INT. FOREST - CRUMBLING CATMULL-BAROQUE FOLLY - SAME LATER (GAMETIME ~1:20)
 
-/* Adrian vs Ubear. Not a kill scene — a disarm. Adrian draws the green sword cleanly for the first time in the film. Ubear is already rattled from the alliance fight; the mech arm is canted and unreliable. Adrian takes advantage. The arm comes off. Ubear escapes with it. */
+/* Adrian vs Ubear. Not a kill scene, and not a hold-up — a defense. Adrian's whole game is to stay out of it: he finds Ubear wounded and exposed, weighs the easy kill, and decides against it. He is leaving when Ubear forces the issue. The green sword leaves its sheath for the first and only time in the film — and it leaves it to ANSWER an attack, not to start one. The canted arm comes off at the joint. Ubear escapes with it. */
 
 Ubear is inside the folly — the half-collapsed gilded chapel — hunched over a fallen Catmull-Baroque cornice, working on the mech arm. He has the elbow plate open. Brass gears glint through the breach. One gauntlet is off; he is cursing at an inner spring.
 
@@ -969,36 +970,36 @@ UBEAR
 (muttering)
 Chimera cow. Chimera *cow.* Freak with *wings* —
 
-Behind him, not trying to be quiet — not trying to be *loud* either — ADRIAN.
+At the broken threshold, not crossing it: ADRIAN. He has come through the trees the way he moves through everything — quietly, on his own errand, reading the room before he is in it. He takes in Ubear: hunched, half-disarmed, the open elbow, the exposed gears. An easy mark.
 
-Adrian does not greet him. Adrian draws.
+His hand rests on the green-sword pommel. He looks at the wounded arm a moment longer. He does the math.
 
-The green sword comes out of its sheath in a single, bored motion — mod-rank steel, the literal rendering of the icon, a blade green enough that it reads as a choice rather than a color. The first time it has left the sheath all film. The drones overhead track it immediately.
+Then he takes his hand off the pommel. Not worth the cost of being in it. He turns to leave.
+
+A loose gear pings off the cornice and skitters across the stone. Ubear's head comes up.
 
 Ubear whirls.
 
 UBEAR
 The *hell* —
 
-ADRIAN
-(calm)
-Just the arm.
-
-UBEAR
-What —
+He clocks all of it at once: the mod-rank steel on the hip, the green pommel, the one contestant who just stood there and *watched* him at his weakest.
 
 ADRIAN
-Put the arm on the stone. Walk away. We're done.
+(quiet, half-turned to go)
+Wasn't here.
+
+It isn't enough. The lost fight, the canted arm, and now a mod over his shoulder — it all adds to one number Ubear can't leave alone.
 
 UBEAR
 (baring teeth)
-You are *joking.*
+You don't get to *see* that and walk.
 
-ADRIAN
-(mild)
-I'm really not.
+Ubear rushes him. The mech arm — still open at the elbow, gears rattling wrong — leads the charge, a hooking grab meant to crush.
 
-Ubear rushes him. The mech arm, still open at the elbow, tries for a hooking grab. The green sword takes it at the *joint* — a single clean horizontal cut, precise as a woodcutter's — and the mech arm separates at the elbow in two pieces: the upper, still on Ubear's shoulder, now a stump of brass and ruined gear; the lower, a heavy gauntleted limb, flung free by the momentum of its own swing.
+Only now does Adrian draw.
+
+The green sword comes out of its sheath in a single, routine motion — mod-rank steel, the literal rendering of the icon, a blade green enough that it reads as a choice rather than a color. The first time it has left the sheath all film — and it leaves it to *answer* the arm, not to threaten it. The drones overhead track it instantly. The blade takes the mech arm at the *joint* — a single clean horizontal cut, precise as a woodcutter's — and the arm separates at the elbow in two pieces: the upper, still on Ubear's shoulder, now a stump of brass and ruined gear; the lower, a heavy gauntleted limb, flung free by the momentum of its own swing.
 
 The severed piece hits the concrete floor of the folly and *clangs.*
 
@@ -1028,13 +1029,13 @@ ADRIAN
 (to nobody)
 That was a mistake.
 
-He means his own, not Ubear's.
+/* He means his own, not Ubear's. - Commented out because this is editorializing.*/
 
 He sheathes the sword. Walks out.
 
 CUT TO:
 
-INT. FOREST - ALLIANCE ENCAMPMENT - LATER (GAMETIME ~3:00)
+INT. FOREST - ALLIANCE ENCAMPMENT - SUNSET (GAMETIME ~3:00)
 
 /* The invoice. Ubear's arm is back on — imperfect, visibly repaired with scavenged folly-parts (a gilded Catmull-Baroque cog now turns as one of the elbow joints, incongruous, ornamental). He finds the alliance. He starts with Agate. */
 
@@ -1055,7 +1056,7 @@ Think closer.
 
 BEANIE
 (not moving)
-I'm good here, skekSil.
+I'm good here, Blue.
 
 Azure's face does something small and unhappy. He lets it.
 
@@ -1090,7 +1091,7 @@ Told you.
 
 The mech arm comes down.
 
-/* The first kill. Write the VFX carefully. The body does the mist-poof per Rain's plant — specifically, a column of blue-holographic particulate rising in the shape of wings, the last thing to go, dispersing upward through the canopy. */
+/* The first (active) kill. Write the VFX carefully. The body does the mist-poof — specifically, a column of blue-holographic particulate rising in the shape of wings, the last thing to go, dispersing upward through the canopy. */
 
 Agate's form dissolves, unhurried, into a soft poof of blue-holographic mist — the shape holds, for one instant, as a chimera in silhouette, wings at full extension she never got to make — and then the mist rises in a slow column through the gap in the canopy and is gone.
 
@@ -1104,7 +1105,7 @@ UBEAR
 (turning to him, unhurried)
 Two.
 
-Starboy is on his feet. Axe up. Chibi-serious.
+Starboy is on his feet. Axe up, serious.
 
 STARBOY
 (voice cracking)
@@ -1134,21 +1135,23 @@ UBEAR
 (quiet, close to Starboy's ear)
 Only a fool refuses to kill.
 
-Starboy grins anyway — chibi-serious, teeth — and spits in Ubear's eye.
+Starboy grins anyway — serious, baring his teeth — and spits in Ubear's eye.
 
 STARBOY
 (last line)
 You'll *never* be kind.
 
+UBEAR
+(smugly)
+So I win.
+
 Ubear squeezes.
 
 Starboy poofs. Galaxy-eye mist rises in the shape of a winking silhouette for one breath, then lifts up through the canopy in a column of soft blue.
 
 Azure has not moved.
 
-UBEAR
-(turning slow, looking at him)
-Three's for later. Run along.
+Ubear turns slowly towards Azure. His head tilts slightly to the side, his mech arm hanging at his side. The light of the sunset behind him casts him in silhouette, his grin shining towards the viewer.
 
 AZURE
 (voice gone)
@@ -1172,27 +1175,30 @@ He goes.
 
 Beanie stays.
 
-Ubear notices her finally. Tilts his head. Does not approach. They look at each other across twenty meters of moss. She does not move. He does not move.
+Ubear notices her finally. Tilts his head. Does not approach. They look at each other across twenty meters of moss. They stare unflinchingly. Beanie glares.
 
-Then Ubear turns and walks away, in the opposite direction from the one Azure ran.
+UBEAR
+I've raised your chances of winning, and you didn't even need to kill. You'll have to kill a friend eventually. Or will you die for one?
+
+Beanie says nothing, but her eyes narrow slightly.
+
+UBEAR
+(turning to leave)
+Stupid bitch.
+
+He lumbers away, in the opposite direction from the one Azure ran.  His mech arm ticks true, in perfect alignment.
 
 Beanie watches him go.
 
 Beanie does not follow Azure.
 
-From somewhere in her chest, very quietly, Ubear's voice comes back to her:
+Beanie sits back down at her tree. Picks up a knife. Sharpens it with a ferocious look on her face.
 
-UBEAR (V.O.)
-(echo, from memory)
-You are going to have to kill each other.
-
-Beanie sits back down at her tree. Picks up a knife. Sharpens it.
-
-She is not part of a pact anymore.
+/* She is not part of a pact anymore. - editorializing*/
 
 CUT TO:
 
-EXT. FOREST - OPEN GROUND NEAR THE CORNUCOPIA - LATER (GAMETIME ~4:30)
+EXT. FOREST - OPEN GROUND NEAR THE CORNUCOPIA - DUSK (GAMETIME ~4:30)
 
 /* Ubear takes Jenni. Fast, clean, and on-camera; she gets one throw in. */
 
@@ -1228,11 +1234,11 @@ EXT. FOREST - NORTHERN CLIFF - LATER (GAMETIME ~5:15)
 
 /* The cliff throw. Write this with care. The audience MUST register the missing mist-poof. Stage the toss in long enough that the camera has clear space to NOT show the VFX. Let the long silence at the bottom of the cliff do the work. */
 
-Rooster is moving through the forest at the base of the northern cliff — unhurried, hood up, bow strung, an arrow between his fingers already. He has been hunting Ubear the way an experienced predator hunts a loud one. Cloak flows silently over rock.
+Rooster is moving through the forest at the base of the northern cliff — unhurried, hood up, bow strung, an arrow between his fingers already. Not hunting. *Drifting inward* — angling, the way he has all day, toward the dead center of the shrinking field, where the wall will reach last. The arrow is for a threat, not for a quarry; the bow stays low. He keeps a wide berth around the noise on the ridge above — the loudest thing left in the bubble, the one body he most wants distance from. Cloak flows silently over rock.
 
-He does not hunt carefully enough.
+He does not keep berth enough.
 
-Ubear drops on him from a ledge above.
+Ubear — the noise he was trying to avoid — drops on him from the ledge above.
 
 It is not a fight. The mech arm — still repaired, still canted — is a heavy enough weapon to put Rooster flat in one swing. The bow flies sideways into undergrowth. The quiver scatters. The hood stays up.
 
@@ -1240,7 +1246,7 @@ Rooster scrabbles, tries to roll. Ubear grabs the cloak at the collar with the m
 
 UBEAR
 (breathing hard)
-Loud bird. Never saw the inside of it. Never will.
+Loud bird. Never saw the point of it. Don't care.
 
 He turns. Walks Rooster to the cliff edge. The cloak pools and drags. The hood stays up.
 
@@ -1248,7 +1254,7 @@ Rooster's beak tips up, one last defiant inch.
 
 ROOSTER
 (from inside the hood, calm)
-Put me down.
+Put me down or face my wrath, beast.
 
 UBEAR
 (with a grin)
@@ -1270,10 +1276,14 @@ A jumbotron-angle intercut from far away: the giant screen over the colosseum fl
 
 At the top of the cliff, Ubear gives up. Turns. Walks off.
 
+/*
 At the bottom of the cliff — not shown, withheld, deliberately — a small sound: the faintest of cloak-on-rock friction noises. A single, short breath.
 
 We do not see it. But we hear it, if we are listening.
 
+Cut because there needs to be next to no hint other than the fact we don't see a death poof.
+*/
+
 CUT TO:
 
 EXT. FOREST - A DIFFERENT CLEARING - SHRINK ONSET (GAMETIME ~8:00)
@@ -1288,8 +1298,12 @@ A chime — or what sounds like one — sounds through the woods. It is not from
 
 In the clearing, AZURE has arrived, hollow-eyed, short sword dragging. He stops in the middle. Behind him, twenty meters back, unseen by him: BEANIE, following at distance. She has been following him for hours. She has not called out.
 
+/*
 At the north edge of the clearing, not visible to either of them: the top of a cliffside boulder where a **cloak hem** is tucked between stones, wing-tip pressed flat, beak angled down to a gap. Watching. Breathing.
 
+Cut in lieu of intended reveal.
+*/
+
 At the west edge, much further off: ADRIAN. Leaning on a tree. Arms crossed. Green sword sheathed.
 
 At the south edge: UBEAR. Arriving through the brush. Mech arm ticking wrong. Meat shoulder black with old blood.
@@ -1320,7 +1334,8 @@ HEART
 Kindness is the bravest thing.
 
 MIND
-Three of the bravest are already dead.
+(with a hint of sarcasm)
+But three of the *"bravest"* are already dead.
 
 A beat.
 
@@ -1330,13 +1345,13 @@ Both are true.
 MIND
 Only one of you walks out.
 
-Azure stares. Adrian, far across the clearing, tilts his head. Ubear at the south edge has stopped walking. Beanie at the north treeline has her hand on a knife and her breath very still. At the cliffside boulder, a cloak-hem does not move.
+Azure stares. Adrian, far across the clearing, tilts his head. Ubear at the south edge has stopped walking. Beanie at the north treeline has her hand on a knife and her breath very still. /*At the cliffside boulder, a cloak-hem does not move. - no reveal yet*/
 
 HEART
-(quieter, head turning just slightly toward the boulder without looking at it)
-— and one of you is already past the lesson.
+(quieter)
+— and at least one of you is already past the lesson.
 
-Heart and Mind glance, simultaneously and without apparent coordination, at the cloak-hem.
+/*Heart and Mind glance, simultaneously and without apparent coordination, at the cloak-hem. - no reveal yet*/
 
 MIND
 Unfair advantage.
@@ -1347,7 +1362,7 @@ Earned.
 MIND
 Acknowledged.
 
-They look back at the clearing.
+/*They look back at the clearing.*/
 
 HEART
 The walls are not walls.
@@ -1367,6 +1382,24 @@ Both are true.
 MIND
 Only one of you walks out.
 
+HEART
+Kindness is painful.
+
+MIND
+You must learn to confront it.
+
+HEART
+Or accept it?
+
+MIND
+Whichever serves your purpose best.
+
+HEART
+Both are true.
+
+MIND
+Only one of you walks out.
+
 They bend back into the light they came out of, and are gone. The eastern edge of the clearing returns to ordinary forest.
 
 The chime does not sound again.
@@ -1472,10 +1505,15 @@ Adrian, on one knee, makes a small wet sound and laughs.
 
 ADRIAN
 (coughing, amused, hoarse)
-You skekSil bastard.
+Look at this foo'.
+
+/*A small cultural nod to the fact Adrian and Azure both share SoCal chicano heritage. Don't oversell it.*/
 
 Azure does not meet his eyes.
 
+AZURE
+Lo siento, tío.
+
 From the north treeline, BEANIE steps into the clearing. Two knives, one in each hand. Beanie hat straight. Eyes like she has decided something and is not going to unsed decide it.
 
 AZURE
@@ -1507,7 +1545,7 @@ UBEAR
 Took you long enough.
 
 BEANIE
-Yeah.
+Yeah, whatever.
 
 She is in front of him now. Both knives reversed in her hands, blades flat along her forearms.
 
@@ -1644,7 +1682,7 @@ AZURE
 Beanie.
 
 BEANIE
-Hey, skekSil.
+Hey, Blue.
 
 AZURE
 Beanie, I —
@@ -1703,7 +1741,7 @@ AZURE
 Okay.
 
 BEANIE
-One. I love you, skekSil. That part's not changing. No matter what happens in the next four minutes. You are my favorite idiot.
+One. I love you, Blue. That part's not changing. No matter what happens in the next four minutes. You are my favorite idiot.
 
 AZURE
 (hoarse)
@@ -1721,7 +1759,7 @@ AZURE
 I wasn't going to —
 
 BEANIE
-Yes you were. You'd be doing it right now if I hadn't said it. You'd be figuring out the cleverest, softest, most-skekSil way to kneel down at my feet and ask me to put a knife in you like it's a *favor* you're doing me.
+Yes you were. You'd be doing it right now if I hadn't said it. You'd be figuring out the cleverest, softest, most *princely* way to kneel down at my feet and ask me to put a knife in you like it's a *favor* you're doing me.
 
 He flinches.
 
@@ -1742,7 +1780,7 @@ Three.
 (she lifts the knife off her knees and flips it, caught it comfortably, blade pointing casually at the floor)
 
 BEANIE (CONT'D)
-If you don't fight me for real, I'm going to make you. I will come at you, skekSil. I will come at you *hard.* Until you pick that sword up and put it in me. I am going to give you no other way out.
+If you don't fight me for real, I'm going to make you. I will come at you, Blue. I will come at you *hard.* Until you pick that sword up and put it in me. I am going to give you no other way out.
 
 AZURE
 I can't —
@@ -1773,7 +1811,7 @@ AZURE
 You are asking me to kill you.
 
 BEANIE
-I am asking you to *try to survive.* And I am telling you that I am a lethal obstacle between you and that, because I am not letting you win an easy way. And I am telling you that if you don't try, I am going to kill *you.* And I will. SkekSil. I will.
+I am asking you to *try to survive.* And I am telling you that I am a lethal obstacle between you and that, because I am not letting you win an easy way. And I am telling you that if you don't try, I am going to kill *you.* And I will. Blue. I will.
 
 The aura-wall outside is meters from the cave mouth now.
 
@@ -1818,7 +1856,7 @@ Beanie —
 
 BEANIE
 (half a smile)
-*Good*, skekSil.
+*Good*, Blue.
 
 She folds against him. He catches her, because of course he does. The sword is still in her. He can feel her stop breathing.
 
@@ -1851,7 +1889,7 @@ CUT TO:
 
 INT. CAVE MOUTH - A MOMENT LATER
 
-/* The twist. Rooster has been here the whole time — inside the cave, past a natural alcove, in pitch dark. He waited. He could have intervened in the fight. He chose not to. He has his bow. He has one arrow. The hood is up. */
+/* The twist — and the proof of Rooster's code, not the violation of it. Rooster has been here the whole time — inside the cave, past a natural alcove, in pitch dark. The cave is the dead center of the shrink, the spot the wall reaches last; he came here to OUTLAST, not to ambush. He could have intervened in the Azure/Beanie fight. It was not his to enter, so he did not — a non-aggressor does not start what isn't aimed at him. He waited it out. Now the wall is closing on the final two: by Rain's rule, if both are alive when it shuts, NO ONE survives. The box Rain built leaves exactly one way for anyone to live, and Azure is the last armed body between Rooster and the wall. Even here Rooster will not shoot a kneeling man in the back — he makes Azure STAND, names him, gives him the moment. Azure says "take the shot." The first arrow ends the duel Rain forced; the second, after Azure lunges, is naked self-defense. He has his bow. He has one arrow nocked and one more ready. The hood is up. */
 
 From the dark at the back-alcove of the cave, a quiet movement. A cloak hem whispers on stone. A bowstring tightens.
 
@@ -2084,7 +2122,7 @@ Beanie, leaning against her niche, offers him the peace-sign/middle-finger/peace
 
 BEANIE
 (soft)
-Good, skekSil.
+Good, Blue.
 
 Azure's face does something complicated.
 
@@ -2143,7 +2181,13 @@ Why —
 
 ADRIAN
 (small shrug)
-Wanted the glory of competition. Not the ruin of it.
+Same reason I never went looking for any of you. He doesn't start fights. Never has. He defended himself when something came at him, and the rest of the time he just... got smaller and smaller toward the middle, and let the arena eat itself.
+
+A beat.
+
+ADRIAN (CONT'D)
+(quiet)
+Wanted the glory of competition. Not the ruin of it. Last one the wall hadn't reached. That's not a killer. That's a man who refused to become one and won anyway.
 
 Azure is quiet a long time, looking at the panel. At the hooded figure.
 
@@ -2345,7 +2389,7 @@ Do NOT cut, under any circumstance:
 - Heart and Mind's opening quatrain.
 - Killer Azure's one deployment at the Ubear team-up.
 - Beanie's three-points speech in the cave.
-- Beanie's "Good, skekSil" as she poofs.
+- Beanie's "Good, Blue" as she poofs.
 - Rooster's "I guess you didn't want it enough."
 - Azure's "I wanted it enough" on the stone before Rooster's voice comes.
 - Adrian pinning the badge in the recovery bay. "Breathe, man" lives here.

TODO.md

@@ -8,7 +8,9 @@
   * [X] per-character context
   * [ ] generate video alongside provided vox? perhaps audio/video inputting as a shim for the generator models?
 * [X] remaining character ingestion: character context to be developed on prism
+* [ ] re-draft entire fountain script
 * [ ] locations
+  * [ ] may need some more particular input via feeding blender blasts to loras?
 * [ ] Vox
   * [ ] Adrian: rebuild voice with AI, experiment with prism-end stuff, elevenlabs if necessary
   * [ ] Raincloud