Ben: Okay, I'm Ben.
Callie: I'm Callie.
Emily: And we're starting.
Callie: You don't have a name!?
(laughter)
Ben: That was Emily. (amidst laughter)
Callie: Emily... doesn't like to use her name in an introduction, apparently. (still amidst laughter)
Emily: Once upon a time, there lived a really poor boy called Hans.
Ben: The screenshare disappeared for me.
Callie: Yeah, same.
Callie: Edit that out!
Emily: Hans was downhearted. He wanted to be an adult.
(dog bark)
Callie: Wait, so are we supposed to be seeing something?
Emily: Yes.
Ben: Um, do we...?
Emily: I'm just continuing without you for now!
Callie: Okay!
Ben: Oh, do I need to click something? What if...?
Emily: He wanted to explore faraway places, find treasures and visit lavish castles.
Callie: Fancy boy.
Ben: So, you're the narrator, then.
Ben: And could possibly end up being everyone, if we can't see it.
Emily: However, as his father had left to fight the war, Hans had to stay at home—and I didn't get through it. (sound of mother calling)
Emily: But today, Hans was really happy.
Emily: It was his tenth birthday.
Ben: Yay!
Callie: Good for him.
Callie: (chipper kid voice) Mom, I'm back! Do you know what day it is today?
Callie: (with urging insistence) Ben, you're my mother.
Emily laughs
Ben: (motherly) Of course I know. You're ten years old today. Happy birthday!
Ben: (in "aw" voice) She's so cute!
Callie: (adoringly) I know!
Callie: (excited kid voice) Yeeeah! Have you bought me any presents? Maybe... a toy?
Ben: Hans, my dear, you know we have almost no money since your dad went to war...
Callie: But mom... It's ma b-day!
Ben: I got you a dust bunny.
Callie: Do we have any sweets to eat?
Ben: I'm sorry—
Callie: Our house is so sad and gray.
Callie and Emily laugh
Ben: Th- th- there's nothing special. I got you a dust bunny but I had to sell it so I could afford... gruel. Come on.
Callie: (groaning) I hate gruel. Ben: Help me set the table.
Callie: (whine-groan)
Emily: That is such an upset face.
Callie: That is like the frown I do when I'm trying to be silly-sad.
Ben: This is basically you.
Callie: This is me.
Emily laughs.
Callie: Well, enough's enough! All kids in the village have presents and sweets for their birthday. They even throw parties!
Ben (imploringly): Hans... You could throw a dust party...
Callie: I'm sick of this house. I'm sick of not having toys. I'm sick of being poor as a church mouse and sleeping in that desk.
laughter
Callie: I was trying to think of a good place for him to sleep 'cause I realize there's only one bed and I'm pretty sure that's probably his mom's.
Emily: I mean, he probably sleeps under the bed...?
Callie: I'm sick of sleeping under the bed! I'm not your little dust bunny anymore.
Callie: I understand now why Dad isn't coming back.
Emily (sadly): 'Cause there's not enough room for him to sleep. (lots of laughter)
Callie: He doesn't want to sleep in a desk either.
Ben: You can sleep in the... uh... broom pail, instead...
Callie: No!
Ben: Or the basin where we do the dishes?
Ben: Where're you going?
Callie: I'm leaving! I've just turned ten. I'm a grown man. I'm gonna become a Pokémon trainer.
Emily laughter
Ben: Hans, please! I know that people often think that ten was the age of adulthood in the Middle Ages, but it's not really true!
Callie: I'm going in search of fortune and I'm not ever coming back. I'll be an explorer. Or even better. I'll be a prince in a castle. Goodbye!
Callie: (singing) I'm gonna be the very best. Like no one ever was. (/singing) Then he goes singing into the distance.
Ben: Well, will you at least write?
Callie: Woof woof!
door creaks
Callie: There's a doggo.
bird chirping
Ben: It's wagging its pixelated tail!
Ben: Hans, wait, are you really leaving? You're still too young. You may think you're a grown-up, but you're only ten.
Besides, life is really hard outside, and the woods can be really dangerous for you.
I don't care! I'm really strong and I've been alone in the woods many times. At least three.
Ben: If you're really leaving, at least let me do what I can to help you. I've got some things for you.
Callie: I don't need the running shoes!
Emily: It's dangerous to go alone...
Callie: I don't need your help.
Ben: This cane belonged to my father—your grandpa—and has great sentimental value to me. I'm sure it'll help you in your journey.
Emily: You've got a cane.
Callie (peppily): You've got cane!
Ben: This is all the money we got left. Take it and spend it wisely.
Callie: (indignant ugh)
Emily: You've got three gold coins.
Ben: It's what I got by saving all the money from selling dust bunnies in the marketplace.
Callie: (giggling) You're the dust bunny weaver woman.
Ben: Finally, this is all we had to eat. Eat your dust gruel slowly.
Callie giggles.
Ben: It will last longer.
Emily: Though you won't want it to.
Callie: Right.
Emily: You've got some dust gruel.
Callie: Yeeessss.
Ben: And this is it. I can't give you anything else.
Ben: I need the dust accumulation to survive on my own, after all.
Ben: Hans, please don't go off the road.
Ben: Be a good boy and remember, I'll be here if you want to come back.
Callie (cute whimpering)
Callie: To interact with things, I have to be next to them and use "E."
Emily (chuckling) He's just saying that to himself.
Callie: (determined chant) Pet the dog! Pet the dog!
Callie: Spittle, I can't play with you anymore.
Ben: (laughing) The dog's name.
Callie: (dramatically) I go on adventures, just like Dad did. I might not be coming back for a long time.
dog bark
Callie: In fact, I may never come back. Hey, but... where's your bone? It has to be around here.
Emily: We've got a new quest.
Callie: Find dog's bone. Ben: Yayyy!
Callie: Well, I guess we gave up.
Callie: But what am I doing? Now that I'm old, I can't play with the swing anymore.
Ben: There's a chick. I think. Some kind of bird, anyway.
Callie: It looks more like a cockatiel but that would not be geographically correct if we're in Europe.
Callie: Huh, I think Spittle needs his bone. If I don't give it to him, he'll follow me.
Ben: And maybe it's escaped, from, like, an exotic menagerie?
Callie: Could be.
Emily: I kind of like that swing, though.
Emily: It's just like, you say you're going to leave home forever, and then, you just stop to swing for a bit. Y'know.
Ben: Yeah. (sudden realization) Oh, is that the bone, on the barrel there?
Callie: (matter-of-factly) That's the bone.
Callie: (Hans voice becoming more posh) That's Spittle's bone.
Callie: He's slowly becoming British.
Emily: You've got a bone.
Ben: He's probably German, wouldn't you think, if his—
Callie: Yes, if his name's Hans. And he lives—
Ben: Yeh. (more hesitant) Or Scandinavian, but it looks more German...
Callie: (over the top German accent) It seems he vants his bone.
lots of laughs
Callie: No, no, I'm not starting with that.
Callie (more moderate German accent) To give him the bone, I should my my Inventory with "I" and equip it.
Callie: (amidst laughter) No, he's just, now he's Arnold Schwarzenegger because he's a man now.
Callie (Arnold Schwarzenegger voice) I can also change fast between the most important items—
Ben: He turned ten and he became—
Callie: —with T and Y.
laughs
Callie: He turns ten and became Arnold Schwarzenegger. What more can you ask for in life?
Callie (continuing voice): There you go, Spittle. That's your bone.
Emily: This is just this, uh, child's voice now. Forever.
Callie: Yeah, I don't know if I can change it back.
Callie: I like the other voice as a character voice, but now he's Arnold Schwarzenegger and he's better.
Callie: I have to go now. Take care of Mom and don't go away. I von't be back.
Ben: Maybe he's just putting the voice on. Can you interact with the cockatiel?
Emily: It is on top of the house. I cannot climb up there.
Ben: Awww :(
Callie: Just kinda peek your little eyes over the roof line like some kind of creeper, though.
Callie: I'm happy I don't have to fetch water from this darned well anymore. Hasta la vista, baby.
Ben: (flippantly) Well, maybe the well's glad that you don't— it doesn't have to deal with you.
Callie: Yeah, really. He doesn't take the well's point of view into account.
Ben: There's an x on a tree :O
Callie: I think I'm taking vhat I've hidden in the tree hollow.
Emily: You've got three chestnuts.
Callie: So this boy spends five minutes outside his house, and becomes Arnold Schwarzenegger.
Callie: I think that's the moral of the story. I don't know if we're close to the end of the game yet, but this has already been a big change. (Note: We were nowhere near the end.)
Emily: Yeah, I mean, I'm sure that's what the developers were going for, exactly.
Callie: (enthusiastically) Exactly! :D They knew that you would immediately see he become an Arnold Schwarzenegger-type man. In your playthrough.
Callie (squeeing) BUNNIES! :3
Ben: And burrows. They don't like you :(
Emily: Aw =(
Callie: (disappointed) They fear us. And our hulking muscles.
Callie: Actually, his arms look kind of like spaghetti. Not gonna lie.
Ben: There is a roleplaying game called Bunnies & Burrows.
Callie: What's it about?
Ben: You play as a rabbit.
Callie: Do you get to customize your rabbit?
Ben: Yeah...
(Callie gasps excitedly)
Callie: I need to look at this.
Ben: Yeah, and it's like, it's a paper roleplaying game; it's like Dungeons & Dragons.
Callie: Ohhh.
Ben: I think the name is even a reference to Dungeons & Dragons.
Callie: Probably.
Callie: (Hans/Schwarzenegger voice) The Hangman's Woods.
Callie: This is the end of the world. I cannot go further.
Emily: (laughs) Yeah, just, I thought you might be able to, but have to stay on the path, I guess.
Ben: You are in Germany, on the— to the east is Poland, you can't go there.
Ben: The king of Poland would get mad.
Emily: North or west?
Callie: Hmmm... I feel like...
Ben: Let's see, north would be Denmark and west would be France.
Callie: Well, I had that weird dream the other night about me, like, having, like—within my neighborhood—the entire countries of Sweden and Denmark.
Ben: Ah.
Callie: Like that was just my neighbor's house, had the window into these places.
Callie: It was kind of like a Vatican City situation where it was inside of the United States.
Ben: Yeah.
Callie: Like how the Vatican City's inside of Italy.
Ben: (wavery granny voice) Hello, young one.
Callie: Oh god :O
Ben: What are you doing here alone?
Ben: (threateningly) The woods can be really dangerous for a kid. (cackles)
Emily: I should know; I cook and eat children.
Callie: I'm one of the resident dangers.
Callie: (Hans voice) I'm a grown man, lady. I'm ten years old. (Emily laughs in background)
Callie: And my name is Arnold Hans Schwarzenegger.
General laughter.
Ben: (creepy laughter) Oh, well... I see you're a man indeed.
Ben: Perhaps I won't eat you— perhaps you can help me, then.
Callie chortles.
Callie: What's wrong?
Ben: I was on my way to the market in the village to sell this pig, which was formerly another child and make some money,
Ben: but my cane was stuck in some rocks and it broke.
Ben: I need that support to walk, so I don't know what I will do when night falls.
Ben: Won't you have by chance something to help me keep going?
Callie: I could hand her the cane Mom gave me, but she told me it was my grandpa's.
Callie: To give her the cane, I should take it from my backpack and show it to her.
Emily: Also, I like how he's apparently just saying this out loud?
Ben laughs. Callie: Yeah
Emily: There's nothing to indicate that it was, you know, just thoughts.
Callie: Thoughts, right.
Ben: Yeah.
Emily: Should we give her—?
Ben: (laughing) That pig is so cute.
Emily: Should we give her the cane, then?
Callie: (indecision noises)
Emily: Or not so much?
Callie: This is tricky. I don't know. Let's see.
Ben: Yeah, this is tricky.
Callie: This is Grandpa's cane— why don't we look around and see if there's not something else we could find that would suffice?
Emily: Okay!
Ben: What happens if we talk to the pig?
Ben: (disappointed) Oh.
Callie: There are flies around. Pigs are a little bit nasty.
Callie: I think you're a little bit nasty, Hans. That's awfully judgmental of you.
Ben: Yeah.
Callie: (stifled excited gasp) What is that? Is that a deer?
Callie: Oh, we scared it.
Ben: Bambi! :3 Aw :(
Ben: So, she broke the cane. I guess, is there a way to fix the cane?
(caw)
Callie: I like that crow up there. He's cool.
Callie: CAW CAW!
Callie: Oh, it's a raven, I'm sorry.
Callie: I don't like ravens at all. Mom says they bring bad luck.
Ben: Only if you're mean to them. (ominous) They remember...
Emily: Alright, well—
Callie: Mmmm... Emily: Looks like—
Callie: Looks like there's not anything. Emily: Yeah.
Callie: Well, so much for that effort. I think we probably have to—
Ben: I don't know, I'm just thinking like fairy tales, it's always like if you're nice to the stranger...
Ben: Of course this is like a twisted fairy tale, so maybe it'll subvert the tropes,
Ben: but usually if you're nice to a stranger, everything turns out good,
Ben: and if you're mean to the stranger, you're transformed into a toad or something.
Callie: Well, being a toad might not be all as bad as it might sound at first.
Callie: Uh, there are plenty of flies over there—
Ben: Ah, well, look at that box over there.
Callie: Yeah, let's look for some fancy stuff. (Eager) Yeah, good eye, Ben.
Callie: Dead tree gave us a candle. Thank you, tree.
Emily: You've got a candle.
Ben: The tree looks a little bit like it wants to hug us.
Callie: There's a note here. "After several days of search, I think I'm in the right area.
Callie: The entrance should be in this part of the woods."
Callie: Signed by JF.
Ben: Kennedy?
Callie: Yeah, that's what I was thinking too.
Emily: But, really...
Callie: John F. Kennedy has been to this forest.
Emily: I mean, you're in the middle of the woods, you should be able to just find a branch and be able to use it as a walking stick.
Callie: (mock indignant) That was my brilliant idea, but apparently the game devs didn't like it.
Callie: Could just, like, upend that sign and use the stick from that, I mean come on...
Ben: Can you interact with the sign?
Callie: No. We can just read it.
Ben: Aww.
Emily: Yeah, I don't know, I know it's like the first quest,
and something that's like "oh look, here's this easy thing to do,"
but it feel like a trap somehow.
Callie: Especially 'cause that tree up at the top looks like there's an evil woman's face on it.
Emily: Wait, what?
Ben: I missed that.
Callie: Stop. Stop. Stop. Stop.
Callie: Do you see the eyes and the nose and the little smirk?
Emily: I do not.
Ben: (Very questioningly) I gueeeess?
Callie: At that part of the tree?
Ben: I— it— I guess so?
Callie: Look up towards where the tree diverges into those two main parts by the branches.
Ben: To the right?
Callie: Yeah, it's on the right side of the tree.
Callie: There's the two dark spots that are the eyes and then that wider area's the nose,
Callie: and then there's a little darker smirk underneath.
Callie: I don't know. It's matrixing, I know it is.
Ben: But it has huggy arms.
Callie: She's gonna... get you. I don't know.
Ben: So you can't interact with the trees?
Callie: Yeah, okay, give it, give it to Grandma, I don't want Grandma to die out here.
Emily: Okay.
Callie: There you go, lady. Please use this cane here.
Emily: You've given the old woman the cane.
Ben: Oh, thanks a lot. Your mother should be proud of such a good son.
Ben: Come on, you darned slacker. Move your ass.
Pig sounds
(Callie gasps as Hans)
Ben: Goodbye, son. I do hope we meet again really soon so I can return the favor.
Callie: (as Hans) You nasty old woman. You scared that little piggie. Why did I give you that cane?
Ben: (as old woman) I wanted the pig to move its donkey. My pig has a donkey!
Callie: (as Hans) That's strange and unusual.
Emily: Alright, I don't know whether we should take the upper path, or there was a lower path down there.
Ben: The one that went west?
Emily: Yeah, by the bunnies.
Callie: Yeah, why don't we go that way? Let's follow the old lady.
Ben: And apparently, there's an entrance to something.
Ben: (excited) The bunnies are ba— awwwww :(
Emily laughs
Callie: Yeah, I loved Ben's timing on that.
Callie: This is the path to the village, but it's really boring. I'd rather go on adventures.
Emily: Okay, so it was a false choice.
Callie: Yes.
Emily: Okay, false alarm, people. Sorry about that.
Callie: No actual choices here.
Emily chuckles.
Emily: I wish I could at least pick up her broken cane.
Callie: Yeah, like I don't know, MacGyver it into something useful.
Emily: Yeah, or you know, since he's ten, you know, it might be a suitable size for him.
Callie: Right.
bird sounds
Ben: Oooh, is that a fruit?
Callie: It's an apple tree.
Ben: Yeah, can we climb the—
Callie: I know, I know my pixellated art.
Emily laughs
Callie: The fence does not seem climbable; this kid has no upper body strength.
Emily: Nope.
Ben: Maybe if we had a cane, we could—
Callie: Oh god, the hungry, hungry donk-o!
Ben: Hey, it's the pig's donkey!
Callie: Donkey, super-hungry.
Callie: Hey, Mr. Donkey. Where do you come from? You look very hungry.
Ben: Mmm, come on—
Callie: (insistent) Feed that donkey an apple!
Callie: Go get that apple for the donkey. It is starving.
Ben: Oh there, we can go in. Is that a squirrel?
Emily: Yeah.
Callie: It is a squirrel.
Ben: Can we talk to the squirrel, also?
Emily: It'll probably run away.
Ben: Aw. Callie: Those apples look delicious. If I keep them, I could regain strength later.
Emily: You've got an apple.
Callie: There's two apples. So we can have one for us and one for Mr. Donko.
Emily: (a laugh) Mr. Donko?
Callie: That's his name!
Emily: Okay... (Callie laughing.)
Callie: I have decided.
Callie: Oh, sorry, Ben, you can't pet squirrels.
Ben: Awww.
Emily: (laughs) I know you just want to pet everything.
Emily: Okay, nothing over here.
Ben: I was thinking of the donkey as Eeyore.
Callie: He's, he's a little bit Eeyore-like.
Ben: (Eeyore voice) Don't worry about me :(
Callie: We could give him the cheese. That's an option. But I think he'll like the apple better.
Emily: Yeah.
Ben: I mean—
Callie: There you go, Mr. Donko. Eat this apple I've got here.
Ben: (Eeyore voice) Okay...
Callie makes donkey sound. Sound effects also make donkey sound.
Ben (squee voice): Oh, there's a little heart!
Ben: Awww
Emily: Let's see...
Callie (adoring): Yes, he loves us.
Callie: I guess a better donkey noise would be like "ghwaaaa hee-HAW hee-HAW."
Callie: I think he likes apples.
Callie: The cursed gorge.
Ben (chipper): That sounds fun!
Callie (overlapping): That sounds safe... safe, yeah.
Emily: I know, it's like everything, everything's named, you know, such nice peaceful names.
Ben: There's the raven.
Callie: Also that raven was following us, was upsetting me.
Callie: Oh, this hiker boy.
Emily: Oh, what will become of me?
Callie: Hey, are you alright?
Emily: Help! Please, help. I've lost everything. All the wares I carried for my lord. Emily: Even my donkey has gone away. What will become of me?
Callie: I've seen the donkey down the road. He'll be just scared.
Emily: Ah, my master will punish me anyway.
Emily: He'll lash me one hundred times for not bringing the wares.
Callie: Perhaps you could strap them to the donkey and resume your journey. You're not hurt, are you?
Emily: You're a smart kid. But... that won't help much.
Emily: You're just a kid. I guess you won't spare some coins, will you?
Callie: Yeaaaaah, let's just go all in for the altruism here.
Ben: Yeah.
Callie: I could give him my money, but Mom told me not to waste it.
Ben: He's crying!
Emily: So, give him the money?
Callie: Yeah, we're gonna go home anyways.
Emily: (laughs) Just reminds me... anyway...
Callie: I could give you a coin.
Emily: I'll take two. Thanks.
Callie (Hans voice) You're greedy, little—
Emily laughs.
Callie: Eh, no, I wanted to give you one coin. Give me the other one back.
Emily: Alright, kid, don't play the rat here, will you? I'll make it up to you another time, buddy.
Callie: (frustrated and indignant groan)
Ben: He's still crying :\
Emily: I mean, I don't think that would be—
Callie: (incredulous) Load soul?
Emily: Wait, what?
Callie: Can we set fi— it says load soul. I'm, I'm, I'm amazed.
Ben: Huh.
Callie: It appears that he took two of our coins and he won't give the other one back.
Callie: 'Cause we now only have one coin, and we had three before.
Emily: (displeased) Yeah.
Callie: Set him on fire with the candle. Maybe that'll help.
Ben: Aw, there's a little goat! :3
Emily: (laughing) Do you want to try?
Callie: I mean... I'm not morally opposed to it, but...
Callie: Let's free the goaty-goo!
Ben: Can we talk to the cute goat?
Callie makes goat sound Ben: Such a cute goat! :3
Emily: What else do we have, again? Oh yeah, we also have chestnuts.
Callie: Set fire to the man!
Callie: No, wait, we're not gonna be able to set fire to the man. But I just...
Callie: Can we set fire to the wagon? Try setting fire to the wagon.
Ben: (laughing) Or the boxes?
Emily: I don't think—
Ben: What good would that—?
Callie (as Hans): Everything burns.
Ben (chuckling): Would that do any good?
Callie: Nooo!
Emily: (short of breath due to laughter) I can't—
Callie: It won't do any good.
Emily: —I don't think I can interact with the wagon.
Callie: I don't think it's for setting fire to things; I think it's for lighting an area up.
Emily: Yeah.
Ben: So we can set the man on fire without hurting him?
Emily: Oh, poor me! This kid has a candle! Callie: (while laughing) Set him on fire!
Callie: He's stolen a coin, but there's nothing I can do. Perhaps I should go my way.
(howling wind)
Ben: The light in my eyes was too bright! :'(
Emily: Yeah, I mean, they do kind of have beady black eyes.
(Ben chuckle)
bird tweeting
Ben: Follow the goat!
Callie goat noises
Ben: There's a sign!
Callie: Read the sign!
Callie: Or is it a slenderman drawing?
Callie: All those above fifteen shall report to their nearest (word garble)... gendarmerie at once.
Callie (Hans voice): Am I in France now?
Emily giggle
Callie: Oh, there's—
Ben: Oh, do you need to do a French accent now instead? (goat bleat)
Callie: Is he gonna transform repeatedly? Is that what I'm learning now?
Ben laughs
Emily: I see...
Callie (as Hans): Can I have some of your weed, travelling shepherd boy?
Emily: Or, just, like, your cane to replace the one that I gave away?
More goat bleating and Ben laughing
Ben (weird jaunty accent voice) Hey, kiddo, what ya doin'—
Ben: Oh this— I'm not gonna do that.
general laughter
Emily (amused): What will you do instead?
Ben: Do you want to read him instead, or...?
Callie: Can we pronounce that name as /goθɚd/...?
Emily (amused): Sure!
Callie: ...instead of /gothɚd/. GOTHIRD.
general giggling
Ben: (jaunty and peppy voice) Hey, kiddo! What ya doin' in the top of the mountain?
Callie: I'm going in search of fortune.
Ben (as goatheard): That's nice! I'm blowing smoke in your face!
Callie (as Hans): Thank you for the cancer.
general laughter
Ben: Blimey! That's a big idea! Tell me if ya find anythin' interesting. Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.
(bleat :3)
Callie: Are you taking care of these goats?
Ben: (goatherd voice) No, I'm giving them cancer too!
Callie shrieks with laughter.
Ben: Me goats take care of themselves. Spend the day smokin' and playin' the flute.
Ben: I guess he has some sort of accent, but I'm not sure which one.
Callie: I don't think so. Besides, my dad went to war.
Ben: Oh! That's... bad...
Callie: Why? I hated him.
Emily: (surprised laughter) I finally get the place under the bed.
Callie: I finally have earned the right to sleep under the bed.
Emily: Instead of in the desk drawer. Callie: Instead of inside of the—
Callie: No, instead of inside of the cauldron, with the boiling gruel.
Ben: She offered you the bucket next to the mop!
Callie: It is too small. It was only for me when I was a baby.
Ben: Well, let's say they force you to go to war. Don't know anybody who chose to go.
Ben: So it ain't a great place.
Callie: Ohhh.
Ben: And ya mom? Ain't she lookin' for ya?
Callie: I don't care. I'm angry with her. She tried to give me dust bunnies for breakfast again.
Callie: But at least she gave me some food for the journey that was not made of dust.
Ben: Dust gruel?
Ben: Ouch!
Callie: Are you alright?
Ben: Ya mentioned food and me belly ached.
Ben: Been all day with me goats and forgot to bring somethin' to eat.
Ben: (laughing incredulously) Took tobacco and wine, but forgot the most important thing. Ha ha ha!
Callie (Hans): I think you must enroll into Alcoholics Anonymous or something;
Callie: you sound like you have a lot of abuse problems with substances.
Callie: Ohhhh. Can I steal his cane?
Emily: That's what I was trying to do (laugh) but, no.
Ben: Oh... can you talk to his goats?
Callie: This goat seems to be the leader of the herd. I must ingratiate myself within the ranks. Become a goat.
Callie: Baaa. Baaa.
Ben: I wonder if the little one or the brown one are different.
Callie: Yeah, talk to the brown goat; I like the brown goat.
Emily: So it seems to be hinting that we should also give away our cheese,
which, ah, would be like the last of the things that we got.
Emily: This reminds me of, like, uh, that fable about, I don't know,
the guy who just kept giving stuff away... I don't know. I don't remember it that well anymore.
Ben: Yeah. Can we talk to the other goats?
Emily: Nope.
Ben: Not even the brown one?
Emily: Nope.
Callie: I feel less sympathy for this guy, 'cause he's just like blowing around smoke everywhere
and I'm asthmatic, so that makes me kind of prejudiced against him a little bit.
Callie: And the fact that he's giving the goats cancer is not good!
Ben: And like he had food, but he just forgot to bring it? It's...
Emily: So we've been altruistic so far, should we just ignore this guy?
Callie: (indecisive thinking noises) I mean, if he was vaping, maybe we would feed him?
(laughter) Callie: Wait, could we give him some of those chestnuts? I don't know.
Emily: We could try.
Callie: Give him a lower... yeah, just give him a nut. A single chestnut. Here you go,
Emily: I don't know, he might steal two.
Callie: I've got this chestnut. You can have it if you vant.
Ben: Couldn't do much with a chestnut. Thank ya anyhoo.
Emily: Well, your loss, then.
Callie: Yeah, really.
Ben: I mean, I've tried smoking chestnuts, but it didn't really do anything.
Callie bursts into laughter.
Callie: Is he gonna smoke the cheese? Ohhh god, that would be—
Ben: Smoked cheese is a thing! Callie: It is a thing! But I don't think that you smoke it like a pipe.
Ben: (giggling) I'm sure somebody has tried in the history of the world.
Ben: Oh! look at the ducks! :3 Awwww cute.
Callie: River of the Dead.
Emily (laughing): The ducks on the river of the dead.
Ben: It should be called River of the Cute Ducks. Whoever named these things had a problem.
Callie: Yeaaaahhhh...
Emily: So are we just leaving this guy?
Callie: Uhhhhhhh... I mean, if we don't have the cane, that's not really gonna hurt us that much,
if we don't have food, we could die... um...
Ben (reluctantly): Yeah, I don't know, I mean, we also have apples still.
Callie: Yeah... I like the donkey better than I do the random dude.
(giggling from Emily and Ben)
Callie: The donkey was like starving, so I didn't feel bad helping the donkey, but like...
Callie: And who's to say he wouldn't take more than we wanted him to take, 'cause the other guy did. Emily: Yeah.
Callie: This is a really old tomb. It's so worn I can't even read the name.
Emily: We can also see if, like, that choice affects anything in the future.
Callie: (excited) Yeah!
Ben: (subdued) Yeah.
Callie: Looks like all the graves might say that. Maybe except for the one with the flowers.
Ben: Yeah, the one with the flower.
Callie: This tomb looks worn. It reads "Joseph Frei."
Callie: That's our J.F.!
Ben: Hey, the raven's back!
Callie: Yeah, but this is JFK's tombstone.
Callie: Hmmm... that's really odd. That name...
Cawing
Ben cawing
Callie: Oh, shoot!
Emily: It killed us...
Emily: And thus our journey ends =(
Ben: Already?
Emily: We crossed the river of the dead. We'll see.
Callie: We're anime boy!
Ben: And then...
Callie: Are... are we dead? Or are we, like... I mean, like, this isn't game over, though.
Callie: That... oh, Mr. Raven.
Ben (with distaste): Oh.
Ben caws evilly.
Callie caws ravenly.
Callie: We are really just Haku from Spirited Away, aren't we?
Callie: Yeah, that's what that shot had to be referenced off of, there's like an image from that movie that's just like almost exactly that.
Ben: I should see that movie again; I haven't seen it since I was a kid. But we own it.
Callie: Dude, I have it too. We should come watch it sometime.
Ben: Or, I mean, I think we own it, so...
Callie: Yeah.
Callie (raven voice): Save soul!
Callie: If there's a bird, I am it, that's the rule.
Ben: Oh, okay, can I— Callie: Oh—
Callie: Wait, should I have a dead voice now?
Callie: Like, like, I don't know, change his voice, or is he still Arnold? Is he still a man?
Emily laughs.
Callie: Oh, my head. I might have fallen asleep.
Ben: (laughing) What would dead Arnold sound like?
Callie: I— probably wouldn't say much, that's what I was starting to think.
Callie: It's pitch dark and I'm freezing. I should head home.
Callie: See, I knew we're gonna go home.
Callie: I just need to follow the way back. But it's so dark, I better take this candle with me.
Ben (concerned): Our heart is lower...
Callie (Hans): That was a chopper.
Callie: Gratuitous Arnold Schwarzenegger references.
Emily: Oh, hey!
Callie: Oh, there's that chest again! I've already got a candle.
Callie: There's a note. "I discovered the legend of Count Lucanor on my way back home.
I just couldn't get there empty-handed."
Callie: Signed by... JFK.
Callie: Dang, I did not know all this backstory on, uh, the thirty... fourth? thirty fifth president?
Callie: I'm trying to remember the number. I'm googling this real quick.
Ben: Does it depend on whether you count that one guy twice?
Callie: Hang on, JFK president... see number... (typing sounds)
Callie (excited): Thirty fifth president of the United States! Oh! I am golden tonight!
Emily: (with trepidation) Um...?
Ben: Oh—! The—!
Callie (Hans): Oh, no, there is a river of blood.
Callie (Hans): All the duckies hate me.
Ben: The ducks seem... the ducks seem okay.
Callie makes angry duck sounds.
Callie: They hate us, though. They're, like, attacking.
Callie (dramatic Hans voice): This is the blood of all those who died at var!
Callie: Oh, here comes the morals, guys.
(microwave sound)
Emily: (apprehensive) Um...?
Callie: Um, circle of evil goats? I love it! (There are eerie background sounds and creepy goat bleats.)
(There are eerie background sounds and creepy goat bleats.) Callie: Oh god, that one with the face!
Ben: Is that the leader?
Callie: What's happening here?
Ben: Is that the goat leader to the right?
Callie: He's my favorite; look at his tongue! Ohhh, he's beautiful!
Ben: What happened to the goatherd—?
Callie: Did they kill him? They killed him! Ohhhh!
Callie: Whoa. This has to be a nightmare. I don't remember doing this to him.
Ben: Maybe we needed to feed him for him to be okay... :S
Callie: Weeellllllll...
Callie: I don't know what it's doing, but it's really scary...
Ben makes eerie goat sounds.
Callie makes goatie goat sounds.
Callie: All the goats...
Ben: Is the baby goat there too?
Callie: Is it an evil baby goat?
Callie: (gasps) It is! It's so cute!
Callie: Even the baby goat is scary now!
Emily: I'm just kinda like at least they aren't going after us...
Ben: Wait— I don't think those were tongues... I think that was blood...
Callie: Children named Hans will be hung from the highest tower of the village for skipping war.
Callie: (finally sarcastic) Oh, this is great.
Ben: Oh... Emily laughing
Callie: Not like my name is Hans or anything...
Ben: Oh... um... (jingling/tinkling)
Callie: Huuuuuuh?
Ben: That's... lit up on its own.
weird distant... laughter? something weird?
Callie (encouragingly): Maybe it's a little friend.
Ben: Maaaybe? Callie: Or maybe it'll kill us! Whichever.
Ben: (worried) Or both?
Emily: Let's find out!
(bleat)? Ben: Let's set everything on fire!
Callie (Hans): I can't set things on fire. My life has no meaning.
Callie (Hans): Distraction! Uh...
(howling winds)
Ben: What're we noticing?
Emily: I don't know... something behind us...
Callie (Hans): I don't like when things are behind me— oh no! Is someone else dead?
Ben: Are the goats following us?
Callie: (softly) Everything's dead.
(bleating)?
Emily: I thought—I was—I think they are!
Ben: Yep! Emily laughs nervously.
Callie: Are what following us? The goats?
Ben: The goats. The goats are following us. (nervous laughter)
Callie: Ohhh, great.
(jingling)
Callie: Look behind us real quick.
Emily (nervous apprehensive and worried): Ummm... I may ha—
Emily: Whooaaahhhhhhh gosh! (fearful exclamations)
Callie: Please no, please no.
Callie: Shoo! Shoo! Ben: So we can't read the sign, I guess.
Emily whimpers
Callie: Get away from that nasty.
Emily: Ohhhh dear. Ben: The deer had red eyes.
Callie: The deer's evil!
Emily: I may be very bad at this game, 'cause I am bad with scary things. (nervous laughter)
Ben: There is—
Callie: Just, just, go to that area.
SFX jingling
Callie: There was something going on with that donkey up there but I couldn't quite catch it.
Emily: I know.
Ben: Or with the deer—?
Callie: There's a cockatiel! It's a red-eyed evil one.
Ben: The cockatiel is evil.
Callie: Red-eyed birrrrd.
Emily: It's like, I'd like to just leisurely explore, buuuut...
(chimes)
Ben: ...you're being chased by evil goats. (laughter)
Emily: Yes.
Callie: The baaaaaad ones. ("bad" said in goatish manner :3)
Callie: Can we call them that, please? The baaaaaad ones.
Ben (in ghosty voice): Good evening, most gracious sire. Welcome!
Callie: Um. Hello, where am I?
Ben: You've entered the walls of Tenebre Castle, the fortress of the most illustrious Count Lucanor.
Callie: I didn't know there was a count living around here.
Ben: He is dead! (notices text on screen) Oh— My master has always excelled at discretion.
Ben: Perhaps you have come to claim my master's legacy.
Ben: He's deeeaaaaaad.
Callie: Legacy?
Ben: My master, Count Lucanor, is a man of great wealth.
Ben: His domain and influence span hundreds of leagues.
Ben: However, he is dead—
Callie giggle Ben: Oh—
Ben: ...afflicted by a sorrow. Emily and Callie laughing.
Ben: His days of youth are far behind—
Emily (laughing): Because he's dead.
Ben laughing. Callie: Yep.
Ben: —and in all these years, he has not had a son to take his place,
Ben: because he is dead!
Emily laughing. Callie: Yep.
Ben: Thus he has requested—even though he is dead—me to look for young noblemen who deserve to inherit such a fortune.
Callie (Hans): Yeeeaaaaahhhh!
Callie: You mean this Count Lucanor has a lot of money and he's looking for someone to have it?
Callie (Hans): I mean, I've just turned ten years old, but I'm a man already.
Ben: Precisely! So my first thought was you had arrived with that purpose in mind.
Callie: Of course... I'm a nobleman from a faraway kingdom. I have come to claim the count's wealth.
Callie: Take me to him at once, please.
Ben: I admire your enthusiasm, sire.
But before I take you you to my master, I need to make sure you are dead!
Emily and Callie chortling.
Ben: ...you stand for the appropriate values for the role.
Ben: We would not want vile noblemen, thieves,
Ben: (voice becomes deep and threatening) or ragged children (return to ghosty voice) in the throne. Would we, sire?
Callie: (as Hans) Heh... heh... Emily and Ben chuckle.
Ben: Therefore, you will have to tackle a simple trial. You will need to guess my name!
Ben (ghostly growling): Or you will be dead...
Callie: What do you say?
Ben: You will have the right to guess—
Ben: You will have the night to guess my name.
Callie: The "right"?
Ben (laughing): I misread it. Emily laughing.
Ben: That was... that was an actual accident. Emily laughing.
Ben: If you are right, I will personally take you to my master, the most illustrious Count Lucanor.
Callie groans with displeasure.
Ben: I wish you luck in the trial, sire. I do not want you to be dead!
Callie laughs through teeth.
Ben: Now, if you will allow me, I have to leeeeaaaaave (voice goes spooky)
(Tinkling sound) Callie (Hans): Noooo!
Emily: (nervously) The goats will get me...
Callie: What a blessing. If I guess his name, I'll be rich.
Callie: I'm kind of a brat. Don't really care about my mother. I just want money.
Ben giggle
Callie (with strength): And biceps!
Callie: The wall is closed. I can't go out.
Ben: I can see why the Arnold Schwarzenneger voice really works.
Ben: Oh, can we look at the banners, or...?
Emily: Oh.
Callie (conspiratorially): Yeah, look at every detail.
Ben: Or the pillars?
Emily: Maybe he's written some graffiti and his name is on the wall somewhere.
Ben and Emily laugh.
Ben (still laughing): Okay, maybe that was a bad suggestion, but they looked like items.
Emily: Yeah. Yeah.
Callie: What about the goblets? No.
Ben: The goblets of fire?
Emily: (laughter) I was just gonna say—
Callie (in Dumbledore voice): Harry Potter! Did you put your name in the goblet of fire? Emily: Are you suggesting— Ben laughing
Ben: (giggling) Okay, now you're going to need a character with that voice.
Callie: Okay, I can do that...
Ben: Oh, you can't even interact with the knigh—?
Callie: (with concern) Are we hiding?
Callie: Oh no; I don't like this aspect, this means that there might be something trying to get us now!
Emily whimpers
Ben: That we might need to hide at some point?
Callie: (with distress) Yes!
Emily: I'm going to be so bad at this game; I get scared very easily.
Ben: Do we need to autosave, or...?
Emily: I don't... there isn't an actual save; there's "load soul" or "continue."
Ben: Oh... so when does "load soul" load from?
Emily: I don't know. We could test it out.
Ben groans. Callie: I don't think this is a good idea to do that.
Callie: I believe we should continue until we get into some trouble.
Ben: Yeah. And then we'll find out how far back it goes, I guess?
Callie: Yeah.
Callie: What?
Emily: I can set candles down.
Callie: Pick them up!
Ben: Well, that implies we'll need to do that at some point...
Callie: Yes. But it's good to know.
Callie: Oh no! We can hide...
Emily whimpers
Callie: This is bad.
Callie: This is baaaaaaaaad. Ben laughing nervously.
Emily (fearfully): Why did I choose this game?
Ben (laughing): Because I flipped a coin!
Callie: This is a sewer, but I'm not strong enough to remove the grate.
Callie (Hans): Ichhh. It's probably crawling with creepy clowns anyway.
Callie: It's a reference to It, if either of you guys saw the new movie,
which I doubt either of you did, but I did, and it was good.
Ben: I've seen, you know, lots and lots of references to it, so I kind of guessed.
Callie laughter
Ben: So can we look at any of the stuff on the wall here, or?
Emily: Nah. I don't really know where I'm going, or if I should go in any of the doors,
or if anything's going to start following us anytime soon.
Ben: Or if anything already has started following us?
Callie: Yeah, I think the knights in the shining armor will probably follow us.
Ben: Oh wait, was that a hand? That was a hand.
Ben: Oh.
Callie: There's nothing in here. Idiot!
Ben (nervously chuckling): Let's stay in there for the rest of the game.
Emily: (chipper) Okay! Sounds good to me. Laughing Ben
Callie: The eeeeeend... More laughter
Ben: I don't know—
Callie: Oh see, the credits are rolling, the credits are rolling.
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