everything is uncharted territory and I am not an explorer

Sunrosa Care Center
Beloved Parasite

Mint S. Decot

Dr. Sunrosa

Parasite Loveche

Mailwash

Please & Thank U

Mint:
Listen-
Do you hear that?
That whining
I only hear it at certain times during the night.
Mint plays an inquisitive neutral party, and serves as the link between the worlds of Parasite and Sunrosa.
Sunrosa believes she is alone in the world with shrimpules, however one day Mint accidentally wanders into the care center while trying to find somewhere to wait out a thunderstorm.
A shrimpule hits the window, startling her.

Video shorts

Sunrosa 01: Introduction
"My favorite flower" is introduced, as well as Dr Sunrosa and her beloved shrimpules

Sunrosa 02: Story time
Dr Sunrosa reads a story to the shrimps, which is a behavioral report on them

Parasite 01: Beloved Parasite
Parasite and Mailwash are introduced. Mailwash seems to hold an otherworldly power with Parasite. Mint is also briefly seen.

Mint 01: Mannequin
Mint finds a Mannequin which reminds her of Sunrosa.

Mint 01

Mint starts to investigate an incident. This incident involves Dr Sunrosa.

Mint 01

Ending idea
Objects begin to grow from her neck
She lays down beneath a tree

What are the blobs?
They are the material that shrimpules are made of.
They are a mopey and pathetic mass of leathery skin with droopy eyes. When multiple are in close range they haphazardly are attracted toward each other and form either a shrimpule or another creature.
They make "bubbling cod" noises.

Things I want to see Mint do

(Empty)

Things

Parasite stands on stage
Wearing a tuxedo
In front of huge audience
Red curtains
"Ladies and gentlemen... Fuck you"
Parasite operating industrial equipment for catharsis
Sunrosa carrying a body on a wheelbarrow from a far distance
Sunrosa: I love you! You're also an idiot.

Mint and Sunrosa meet in Hospital

Mint: Home. Oh how I wish you didn't remind me.
Mint wakes up on hospital bed.
She rubs her eyes.
Something drips onto her hair.
She doesn't seem to notice.
She gives a brief look at the blankets covering her, then shifts back into bed and closes her eyes.
The liquid drips onto her shoulder.
The ceiling gives in and a shrimpule along with the ceiling tile falls right on her head.
Scene end
Murmurs and wavy colors,
a warm darkness
A voice... Echoes... Persistently
"I'm so glad you're awake"
Dr Sunrosa is holding a shrimp
sets it down and it slides away
"I... I'm glad you're here"
"Can I call your family?"
(A rooftop is visible from the window)

Mint's face implies that she remembers what she tried to do, and isn't proud of it. She has open wounds on her face, neck, and shoulders.
Mint is not amused nor disgusted by the shrimpules.
Dr Sunrosa: No?
Mint looks upset.
A hand extends in front of her.
Sunrosa: I'm Ibis, head of Sunrosa Care Center. How are you feeling?
Mint: Can I have some water?
Sunrosa looks stunned but apologizes and runs to get some water.
Sunrosa continues her questions to Mint, as focus slowly draws away from the scene.

Paint bucket

A gate, it's part of a yard fence.
It's kicked open, by Mint who is struggling to carry a paint bucket.
She wobbles over to the porch, where she sets the bucket down.
There is another bucket next to it.
Mint cleans her hands.
She looks down at the inside of the bucket.
The contents of the bucket:
A flesh-colored gloop with eyes. It's blinking.
Mint looks concerned for a moment, then is interrupted by a clanking noise, followed by the sound of a motor.
A mail truck is driving away.
The mailbox is opened.
Inside is a small package.
Mint, in her kitchen now, cuts open the package.
She sets it on its side.
More flesh-colored goop pours out, first cubic then not.

Mint shakes her head, then walks off.
She turns on the shower but instead the shower head falls off and goop comes out instead.

The Town

Mint and the Quarry

The Quarry. Three miles wide and five hundred feet deep. It began construction in 1856 and was abandoned 30 years ago due to safety concerns. Structurally sound and ecologically diverse. The quarry is home to a swathe of different plants and animals, some of which have yet to be studied. A bird sleeps in a tree while a large soggy worm makes its way across the patchy gravel floor. The wild life is mostly docile, with a few exceptions. A few years ago, a massive tunnel appeared in the wall of the quarry. It's unknown what animal or animals created it. It seems to stretch on for miles.If I was braver I'd have tried to make my way through it already. I think I'm the only one who knows about it.

What stands in my way to the tunnel? The real answer: not much. I see it everyday. Not light reaches it. It stands maybe 60 feet high. I know I'll go in one day. I wonder what it will be that finally convinces me. I can watch it from a safe distance. I haven't seen anything go in or come out. Even when it rains it remains dry. It won't be today. It won't be tomorrow either. I don't have any friends to go with. Maybe there's nothing in it.

Mint continues to watch the tunnel from a distance. The quarry now almost seems to live and breathe, with ponds lining its edges and natural features beginning to overtake the oppressive atmosphere. A harsh rain continues to roll above her home.

She seems unbothered by it. The quarry sometimes reaches a foot of water during particularly rainy days. On those days it's as if a giant mirror lies recessed hundreds of feet in the earth. To stand in the middle of its waters and look around, the feeling is humbling. The tunnel almost has eyes at this point. Hunched over her shoulder, breathing in her ear. The temperature drops further. She hops off the rock she sits on, dusts her hands and grabs her bag. The sky roars, lightly, playfully. The worst of the rain had seemed to pass already, but she seems unsure after the sound. Her pace picks up, not wanting to risk the documents in her bag getting soaked. Why did she bring them... she wonders.

Her bag and her daily walk go hand in hand at this point. A crack of lightning. She hears the waves of rainfall from above the quarry, moving closer and progressing. She bursts into a full sprint, slowing only when she nearly trips on something underneath the rising waters. The tunnel is almost screaming at her. Scolding her for not thinking ahead. Out of pride she nearly skips it without a glance, but comes to a conclusion. Her documents can only be safe in the tunnel. Her last journal entry... "Maybe there's nothing in it." Hugging the bag in her arms and shivering, she timidly wades toward the tunnel.

Vulnerability

Mint is confronting something somewhere potentially dangerous to preserve her own memories and experiences. The maps and journals she creates helps her day-to-day by giving her an archive of information to refer back on and to reminisce upon. She begrudgingly confronts the tunnel, more frustrated that she has to stand in it in the rain than afraid of it. She built up a myth in her head about the tunnel being mysterious and dangerous and now it's actually helping her out at this moment in time. While she doesn't continue to explore it at the time, the image given to it had definitely been washed away once she set foot inside of it unceremoniously.

The bottom of the quarry is chilly, weird to think that when you are that much closer to the Earth. Tapping noises fill the air. The rain gently presses on. Mint stands with her back to the mouth of the tunnel. An occasional gust blows her hair onto her face. The plan was to get home, but sudden rain forced her here. To her, things have been much worse, but the oddity of the situation mostly comes down to timing. She had just written that journal entry yesterday and now here she is. If you believe that a person's unconscious thoughts are what decides what inconveniences them tomorrow, your proof would be right here. Even so, it's not like she's in immediate danger. Her daily happenings are just so mild.

A snail sits on a rock in the tunnel. She feels like it's been too long. Mint lives alone. Her daily activities include cooking, walking, writing, mapping, and scavenging. Not many people live in walking distance. Most of her socialization comes from conversations with Mailwash, who comes by every week to drop off a newspaper and chat. Mailwash is, at this point, good friends with Mint. She felt that she looked lonely the first time she came over, so she sparked a conversation about fish. It just went from there. Now Mint gets to hear about Mailwash's life and happenings as a sort of weekly drama entertainment. Sometimes Mint makes tea, or offers her meals when she's cooked too much.

They really get along, but really don't know too much about each other. No one in this town really has a sense of community. Community like neighbors, dropping in and being concerned for each other's well being. The distance between everyone meant that wasn't ever there. But how? In order for a society to survive, it's best for individuals to stick together and prosper. This was true, at least at some point in the world. Then after an event, everyone began to drift apart, both physically and mentally. Mint lives on a hill, alone. Her isolation means that she operates comfortably while independent, but seems to have forgotten what are considered to by societal norms in the real world. She can be a bit careless at times,

unintentionally insulting, and just generally finds too much comfort in a world that seems like it should be out to get her. Where does this passiveness even come from? And why does it seem to have effected the entire town? Burning buildings, natural disasters and other horrible events are generally regarded as just events. The words in the run-on sentences of their lives.

Mint explores with reason. Awful hallucinogenic limbs seem to sprout from her body, interrupting her peaceful moments. It takes a toll on her. There are no explanations she can think of, so she seeks someone who knows more about it. She seems to be convinced it was the limbs fault that everyone was driven apart.

The Legend of Please & Thank U

(Inquisitive music)
Please: Last night I left my stove on after making quesadillas

Please and Thank U's Entertainment Program
Opening
Please is laying on the floor
Please: What. (She sits up)
Please eyes the camera, confused. She walks up to it and tries to mess with it, the camera-man fighting her.

[redacted]

Sunrosa's Life Preservation

Sunrosa: Part of what makes life healthy and fulfilling are interesting and varied experiences. These experiences can span from horrifying to uplifting, painful to comfortable. What kind of experiences have you had? What ever they may be, you can be sure that they will never be lost. If you're wondering how... well, I can't actually tell you yet. It's not ready yet. You should leave now. I'm sorry.
She pushes the cameras out of the door and closes it, locking it with three different types of locks before sighing and sitting on the floor. A glowing purple light begins to pulsate from off-camera. A shrimpule is suspended in purple liquid with tubes attached to parts of its body.

Sunrosa walks up to the glass and puts her hand on it.

A school bell chimes. Leaves are falling outside the window of an American style classroom. Something tells you that it's the first day of middle school. A faceless teacher is standing at the front of the classroom.
"Now that you've had the time to meet your homeroom advisor for the semester, it's now time for you to introduce yourselves!"
The teacher's voice loses focus as the focus is not drawn to a shrimpule that is laying limp on a chair. It's drooling, but nobody seems to see it as a shrimp, just another student. The other students finish their introductions, and the teacher then calls on the shrimp.

"Your name and one interesting fact about yourself."
The shrimp lets out a small whine and continues to drool.
"What a beautiful name. And gosh, I bet nobody could've guessed that last part!"
The children laugh playfully.
The leaves continue to fall.

Sunrosa uses shrimpules as a vessel to store her own memories using mad scientist science. She choose shrimpules because because they can act as a sort of makeshift hard drive. One unintended side affect is that the shrimpules inherit her own trauma, which leads them to cry and become depressive. She doesn't understand that and continues to use shrimpules as data storage. They are her lab rats, even if she loves and cares for them.

Sunrosa fears losing her memories after she forgot her own birthday. By working on new ways to archive her own experiences, she hopes that the world can benefit from her work. However the shrimpule creatures seem to suffer. Sunrosa tries her best to provide for them, but her efforts prove to be inadequate as their physical forms start to morph into more horrifying creatures over time.

Ibis Sunrosa's Life Events
Born at some time
Mostly antisocial, however gifted Biology student

Sunrosa Family Heritage
OR
Why Ibis has the Care Center

Sunrosa Care Center was founded in the 19th century by some awful unnamed but nearly mythological demon. He sorta just built it like any other business, utilizing cheap labor in an American frontier-like plot of land near a dirt road. It was originally a daycare, a place for laborers to leave their children when there wasn't a mother at home.
The keys to the center were passed down two generations until when, during an economic boom, the owner sold the land to wealthy capitalists. The new owners ran the building into the ground and it was abandoned near the new millennium. The had turned it into a research center following a renovation, swapping its homely wooden construction for a brutalist college campus look. After the research center's funding was

cut, the building was expanded and turned into a college campus. The college was called Sunrosa United School of the Sciences.
Ibis Sunrosa attended this school. She knew that her ancestors had once owned the building, but she didn't know of its original history. She was a gifted student in biology, often taking charge in class as well as going above and beyond for her class assignments. However, following an event, the school was closed, and then town was soon abandoned entirely. Ibis's memory began to waver, as well. Being unable to remember the event that ran everyone out of town. Despite this, she manages to make ends meet on the day-to-day. There is no need for money, food, water, or many of other necessities in life. She almost exists in a state of limbo. With the building's history, it's ironic it's been transformed back into a daycare even if for shrimps.

Ibis stayed around initially after the event, wanting to make use of the building's equipment. Being an avid fan of science and heavily invested in various wacky experiments, she spent many years turning the place inside-out. But after getting bored of the solitude, she sought a companion. Initially, she began to think of ways to synthesize a dog. Dogs were her favorite animal. The campus once had a dog named Chlorine. A blue labrador. However, it unfortunately met its ind in the event. Her excitement over the idea of having a dog affected her ability to work, and she unknowingly made many mistakes. At this time she began to document her experiments. Though believing it to be scientific observation to be preserved for years to come, the videos were clumsy and amateur-like.

Her mistakes are what eventually leads to the creation of shrimpules and the hole to other nonsensical beings being opened (like Parasite). While the shrimpules turn out to be good anyway, the other nonsensical beings will start to make negative impacts on the world she lives in. Though she doesn't ever realize this as she never leaves the care center. Characters that begin to feel these effects include Parasite, Mailwash, Mint and everyone else that isn't Please & Thank U. People begin to sprout animal parts, mythological and biblical accessories, etc. People lose the ability to stay ethereal in the limbo-world. They start realizing they're getting hungry, having to use the bathroom, having normal human functions. And for a town of characters who have grown accustomed to not having to do any of that, it's awful.

Nonsensical and depressed blobs begin to wash up in Mint's yard. She begins to collect them like some sort of angry neighbor trying to prove a point. Mailwash's truck starts to have issues. She has no trouble getting it back onto the road, but still thinks it's odd. Parasite's deaths become increasingly painful and realistic. She's not finding any of it fun at all. Do they unite and decide to defeat this evil once and for all? No. They just get really passive, and sad about it. Until Mint makes the connection between the blobs and the shrimpules after falling into some trouble. She starts to see a better future in the information she's gathered. The clouds begin to clear. The rain lets up. The shrimps begin to look happy. Mint's secret is no longer.

The Death of Chlorine and Marzipan

There are two pets that freely roam the campus of Sunrosa School of Science. Their names are Chlorine and Marzipan, a blue lab and a Russian blue cat. They are universally loved and cared for by students and staff of the school. Now they're dead, and it's only one step in the weird set of occurrences that lead up to The Nap. The first notable day at the school for Ibis was the day after their death. It was quiet. A shrine was erected in the main lobby of one of the buildings. Sunrosa was mostly unaffected, however she thought it to be so strange that they died of unrelated causes on the same day.

Foul play was not suspected as staff was present for both of their deaths. As it was a school for science, the carcasses were frozen and kept in storage for a future dissection by its students, because it was fairly unheard of for a labrador to be such a bright shade of blue. While Sunrosa loved dogs, she regrettably never ran into Chlorine, as all of her classes were early in the morning. The entire event stuck out in her mind and led to the eventual creation of the shrimpules.

The Nap (in all its vagueness)

Rundown:

Its process

Animals start to crawl out of sewers, manholes, drainage ditches. There are hundreds of them. They all appear to be made of cloth. Their features are mixed and matched. A lion with an elephants head. A bear has three heads of various other animals attached to itself, dragging itself across the floor. It's a sea of body parts, stitching, stuffing, brains, organs, moving slowly in one direction. The ones that look most like birds are trying to take off, but can't seem to lift themselves off the ground. Some are twirling, some are rolling, some are simply dragging themselves along the floor anyway that they can. This continues for an entire day, leaving the plant and animal life barren. The sky goes from a golden yellow, to pink, to grey.

Many people disappear, but for the ones who didn't, it's as if nothing ever happened. They wake up the next day, and start a new routine that feels familiar to them, as if they'd been on that road for years. It's a bit quieter. Gloomier. There's still cloth and stuffing strewn all over the streets. Eventually someone comes along to clean it up. This new world had always been here. Now they can see it. They say they love if. They're happy. Grateful, even. Science makes its progress. This is the even and its process.

Immediately After The Nap and Its Process

The Before and After of Each Char.

Ibis Sunrosa -> Leirosa + Sunrosa split, Leirosa is never implied to be a living person, more of an unconscious figure in Sunrosa's head

No Ascension

The distraught college student looks on. Everything seems to float. Objects feel lighter, each footstep requires less effort, voices get quieter and quieter. Ibis looks up. Her classmates are blinding her. The ceiling lights are burning her skin. One by one, her classmates dissolve into a fuschia colors above her. However she does not move. Her hand remains on her eyes. The wings her surroundings have sprouted carry the world away. On her back is one wing. It convulses, aching for flight. The floor becomes patchwork. Cloth surrounds the walls, the air, then eventually, her. She lies down, breathing slower, slower, slower...

Regular Delivery

A locked mailbox, like those at apartments, opens. Mailwash is smiling as she places large plastic jars inside, one by one. The delivery address reads "Sunrosa Care Center". She closes and locks the box and climbs back into her truck. The clouds roll over, a weird-looking bird lands on top, then flies away. A timid-looking professor shuffles over to the box to retrieve the delivery. She realizes it's too much and closes it back up, and returns with a red wagon. She loads the wagon with the jars and carts it off. A garage door opens. She walks inside and flips a light switch. Although it's the middle of the day, she seems to rub the sleep out of her eyes.

The transformation of Parasite & Mailwash

After Parasite's Nap, she dies in more painful and realistic ways. She notices this and starts to find less fun in the experience of being alive because of the inevitable and painful end. After each death, Mailwash writes a Spacetime Love Letter, which she receives and reads while in her final moments. They usually contain words of sympathy and encouragement. They are loves, and in loving they seek to relieve stress by burning down the uninhabited homes across the land. They seek to return all of the Earth's resources back to the soil. Mailwash hopes to someday find a way for both her and Parasite to die permanently. Mailwash maintains her composure, as the Nap's effects weren't as harmful

as Parasite's were. Though he feels incredibly strongly for Parasite's suffering. Parasite's mental state starts to decline. She becomes pessimistic, self-destructive, and generally an unpleasant presence in the world. But does she function as an antagonist? Not necessarily. Mailwash knows in some way that Parasite can't truly leave until they both do. The writing of the letter is painful for her. The delivery ritual is also painful for her. Mailwash's dream is for her own halo to form, and she seeks an event symbolic enough to warrant its formation.

Tarot

VI: The Lovers
Mailwash and Parasite

VII: Strength
Sorry

XIII: Death
Parasite

XVII: The Moon
Three shrimp creatures looking up at the moon which is exploding

III: The Empress
Dr. Sunrosa

Regular Delivery 2

A lid is set aside and Sunrosa lifts a jar to eye level. She inspects its contents, takes a pinch of the powdery substance inside and winces a bit. She pours the contents into a large mixing bowl. She does the same for three more jars and the sprinkles some sort of spice into it. She pours in tap water and begins to mix it with a spoon. She's now wearing an apron over the labcoat. The mixture begins to bubble mildly, rise, and then deflate again. It becomes a white sludge, like Soylent. Her apron is dirtied and she works up a small sweat from the mixing process. She walks out of frame and then walks back with a 5-gallon water jug that's been emptied. She places it on the counter and starts slowly but shakily pouring the sludge into the jug.

With both hands, she struggles to lift the jug, but eventually manages to bring it to a water cooler, where she plugs it into the tap. From both of the nozzles, the sludge material starts to drip out. Shrimpules begin to inch toward the puddle. Sunrosa also seems to have prepared baby bottles for the younger shrimps that cannot feed themselves. It's shown that the younger shrimps eat tuna cans instead of full-size soup cans. This is a normal part of Sunrosa's daily routine.

Things that shrimpules say
We're adults, we eat food.
Sesame seeds
I want to be killed
Dogs don't live as long as humans
Nice lady, nice nice lady
Mmm can...

Rundown... Again...
Sunrosa, accomplished by depressed doctor
Singled out in apocalyptic event, doesn't disappear
Left with horrifying creatures in its wake, scared of them
Finds out they're more friendly than at first glance
Makes the best of a bummer situation by raising and caring for shrimpules
Discovers that as the as the creatures evolve, she is growing more mythological features
Eventually grows her second wing back and flies into light

Mood of Mint
Wide open outdoor areas
Solitude
Exploration
Investigation
Exile
Mystery
Being at odds with society

Mood of Sunrosa
Homeliness
Cozy
Motherly love and care
Hopelessness
Scientific Apathy
Being given weird and crappy situations and making the best of it

Mood of Parasite
Unending tension
Passive aggressiveness and normal aggressiveness
Scaring people for fun
Hedonistic
Sense of eternity

Oh great

Sunrosa is looking at the viewer. She is about to sneeze, but it takes about 15 seconds for it to happen. When it does, the screen goes white. An echoey and profound sound plays. Steel guitars, bells. A chime. She is sitting in a small room with a couch, a TV, and a coffee table.
"Oh great. Here again."
She takes a TV guide from the table. There is only one channel. The only program on repeat is "Please and Thank U Eating For 30 Minutes"
"Brush your teeth so hard that you pass out"

Short 4

Sunrosa clumsily runs some errands while she is reminded of the events that put her there.

Errands and their corresponding events

The human body is as malleable as clay. Injuries are no longer a thing!
Potatoes are sliced and dropped into a creamy stew. Aluminum cans are dropped into a molten bowl of metal. Sunrosa wears an apron over the lab coat. She also wears the latex gloves while cooking. Her hair is tied back into a messy ponytail. Shrimps lie on the table and floor behind her. She turns the heat off the stove and grabs the stew. She turns around with a happy face, but slips on a smaller shrimp and throws the pot onto the floor and falls. She lies there for a bit. A bit stunned by playfully embarrassed by her own clumsiness.

[redacted]

Ending
Sunset, the top of a parking garage. One figure is visible at the top. Radio towers flash red in the distance. Sunrosa gives a penny to the baby shrimp in her breast pocket. "Did you get enough to eat? I think we should head back." Sunrosa grabs the handle of a red wagon filled with trash and begins to walk out of the parking garage. There is trash and rubble everywhere. She stops to pick up a can and put it into the wagon. She smiles and then steps on something that caught her eye. It's a wrist-watch. She drops it and keeps walking.
A garage door.
It opens and Sunrosa walks in with the wagon. She walks toward the viewer until she encompasses the shot

Pg 2

She parks the wagon against the wall, turns around and pats her hands dry. She opens her eyes to see Mint crouched down in front of the garage. She is poking at a shrimpule. With a stick.
Sunrosa: Uhh
Mint notices Sunrosa, drops the stick and walks away.
She is briskly walking through some abstract corridors with a disgusted look in her face. As she drops the face, she is actually walking through a parking lot. The cars have plants growing through them.
She is now lying in bed, blank stare, to slight grimace, to one eye open in fatigued disgust. She slowly begins to fade then wakes up suddenly to the sounds of cicadas. She fast-walks out of her back door and walks back towards the garage. The garage has been paved over. The stick is still on the ground.

Pg 3

Thunder booms overhead.
Parasite is standing behind her grave. Mailwash is standing right across from her. Parasite looks down. She slowly turns to her right and sulks over toward Mailwash. She stands underneath her umbrella.

Songs associated

B. Fleischmann - From to
Tetsuya Hikita + NIL - Crop
Cuushe - Swing your heart
3776 - Space-time love letter
dotstokyo - Trinity dive
Manual - Leirosa

Leirosa
Takes bits from Sunrosa's prototype design
Purple hair, pink horns
Breezy summer wardrobe
A stunted version of Sunrosa
Damaged by time and seemingly uncaring, but is not the case at all
During the event, her birth is from a split
Fuchsia light flashes across the room. Sunrosa falls over. She seems to have broken in two. One part of her lies in the left, and the other on the right. The left, Leirosa, stands up and walks away faster than Sunrosa can get up. The light fizzles out, Leirosa is gone. Sunrosa caught a glimpse of her. She doesn't know what to make of it. Sunrosa's hair grew out, turned white and grew horns. She sprouted a single wing as well.

The floor is covered in foam and cotton, bits of torn cloth and string. Synth pads
Exterior
Sunrosa, limping, makes her way out of the building. Everyone is gone.
Changes of circumstances in life can feel like a natural disaster. The 'you' before the event and 'you' after the event diverge. It might never be possible to visit the parallel universe where it never happened. So what's the point in thinking about it?
But it sits there. That information. You will never know that person. Who would they be? Would they still like the things you like? What do they look like? You should draw them. Maybe they never were a different person in the first place. You became them without ever thinking about it. Or, at least you can hope. A machine could tell you that you are a different person today. How could you prove them wrong?
Sunrosa decides to bring Leirosa to life. She starts by thinking long and hard about what parts about her that she can remember. She writes them down. She takes a look at what kinds of things she has to work wit. Servos, wires, cloth. A single 98 era pc. She types tirelessly from sunrise to sunset. She flips a switch. A loud motor begins to move a gear, which in turns moves a metallic and plastic skeleton. It's covered in a fuchsia oil. She is stitching something together. She has pins in her mouth and a thumbtack on. The machine falls over, flailing around. Sunrosa dumps a backpack full of gears into the back of the hunched over lifeless machine. The machine falls over again, making an even bigger mess this time.

The completed robot sits on the floor, hunched over. Sunrosa flips a switch and it slowly lifts its head. Its face resembles Sunrosa's, only vaguely. Black eyes, made of felt and stitched to crocheted skin. The purple hair is made of yarn and bits of machine cloth cut into thin strips. It has pink horns made of spray painted foam. It's wearing pajamas, a cat t-shirt, checkerboard pajama pants. It's facial expression looks like its experiencing 4 different emotions at once. The limbs are mannequin limbs crudely hacked together. Snapped in half, wiring exposed and dripping fuchsia oil. This is Leirosa.
Leirosa immediately stands up. Motion is unexpectedly smooth and human like. It stands perfectly still, studying the room.

Leirosa cannot talk. The face does not emote, and the only sound it makes sound like a dying hard drive. It is constantly dripping different colored fluids. When its clothing is breeze past, its internal 'organs' can be seen. A bottle filled with oil. A computer motherboard. A graphics card. A heat sink. Leirosa emotes through its randomly human-like responses to outside stimuli.
What started as a project to see what Sunrosa's alternate self that walked away that day, has turned into a slightly horrifying but strangely adorable robot that seems to be capable of loving. Most of its days are spent sitting against a wall and looking down. Sunrosa will check on her on occasion, but she is always doing the same thing.

Sunrosa's creations keep her company. She goes out of her way to avoid other humans, as she believes they can bring harm to the shrimps as well as her creations. Her fear seems to stem from a day when another human helped her at Sunrosa Care Center. This person did harm to her.

Paraglider dream. 7/25/19

[redacted]

Oatmeal

Hospital waiting room
Shrimps are sitting on chairs, still and almost lifeless
A door opens dramatically.
Parasite stares out toward the shrimps
"Oatmeal"
A shrimp slowly peels itself off a chair and falls to the floor. It slithers over to the door and it shuts. Parasite, in doctor clothes, performs a checkup on the shrimp.

Leirosa's emergence

A shot of a calm river. A line seems to be sticking out of the water vertically. It's wiggling left and right, making ripples in the water. A mechanic, motor sound as the line slowly pulls a mannequin with purple hair and white horns out of the water. It's covered in seaweed and garbage. It slowly rotates in the sun, lifeless.

Attempting to leave

The human body is as malleable as clay. Look. Sunrosa has duct taped a cardboard wing to her back. She breathes in slowly and exhales and crosses her arms. She closes her eyes and hops up, her real wing twitching in hopes of flying, but nothing seems to happen. Embarrassed, she tries again and again.

Missed memo

Mint S Decot completely misses the memo she carries on after the event with the impression that nothing has changed. She takes up wandering in the land, finding interesting things and solving her own personal mysteries. But in the back of her mind, a deep paranoia sits. She lives a sheltered lifestyle. Learning to travel without being seen. A craftsman at heart. She seems to find a way to deal with any situation using the right tools. Though she believes she is reviled. That no matter how good she can sew or smith, she would never be accepted into society.
The reason why?
The Nap involved the world being picked clean by horrible plush and craft monsters. On the same night it happened,

Mint nearly had infused life into her plush creations. Though, she believed she had failed. Frustrated, she threw all of her creations into the trash outside her home. The garbage had been picked up. An unknown event at the landfill her creations were dumped at caused the world's semi-apocalypse. The population dropping at random, various characters rising to notoriety as well as lots of drama. Mint has reason to believe the world holds hostilities towards her.

Mint is driving a small white truck. She uses it to haul interesting things from place to place. One day while using an industrial crane to magnet fish, she finds a weird mannequin in the sea. She hoses it down to notice that it has hair. Purple hair, melted-out eyes and hands, overalls with a fish logo. She leans it against a wall and it falls over. It's almost like and oversized doll. The most notable part about this doll is that there was a weight attached to its leg. Clearly, someone didn't want this thing coming back. Mint finds this strange. She lifts the hair covering one eye to look inside its head. Empty. Junk and dirt.

The Plight of Leirosa

The mannequin from another time. Her abandonment and subsequent rediscovery now has her left on the side of the road by Mint, after she realizes she was out of room in her truck. Sunrosa's soul still persists. When Sunrosa grew old and frail, her last wish was to be remembered in a dignified and mysterious light. Though aloof and sometimes absent-minded towards the end of her life, she managed to make and unprecedented discovery in soul management. She left her memories and experiences behind and chose to imbue her life into a mannequin, loosely based around her own likeness.

Transformation of Mint Decot

In her hardships and isolation, Mint refused to sympathize with the suffering she believed she had caused. Instead, she isolated herself, growing paranoid that someone would come and harm her. Her clothing choices slowly shifted from homely and comfortable to flashy and prestigious. She loses her right arm in a traumatizing encounter and engineers a tentacle in its place. After nonstop occurances out of her control, it's in her mind that the world is more or less her playground. What starts as a misunderstanding eventually erodes her moral compass, breaking her pact of isolation to declare a rivalry with Parasite and Mailwash. She finds their carefree lovey-dovey lifestyle disgusting, secretly wishing she was in love like that.

Short 4 prod. schedule

Understandings

Sep 10-16 (Week 1)

Goals: Things to complete

Sched. 2

/ BLANK /

Sched. 3

/ BLANK /

Scene ordering

/ Large empty space /

Oct 31st
Pained sounds and unwelcoming colors take your vision.
Bits of melody hang in the air, but only for a brief moment, then suddenly large motor running. Servo sounds, and a hook pulls a mannequin from the water. Before anyone could get a good look, darkness.
Those sounds again.
A bird circling overhead.
Mint looks over, confused but intrigued.

/ BLANK /

A large pink stuffed rabbit sits strapped into the passenger seat of Mint's truck. It's missing an eye, and looks like it's been dragged through a field. The truck bed: a washing machine, boards of wood, a boat motor, a chainlink fence that's been rolled up. A hawk circles around in the sky. Mint stands and looks down on the mannequin. It's stained green. Covered in sea junk, barnacles, and kelp. Its eyes seem to pierce Mint. She feels weird looking at it. She looks off in another direction. She walks off. The mannequin is still in frame. Music beings to peck at you like an insect. In the back of the truck, the mannequin is jostled around in motion, then it falls over.

A black liquid seems to be seeping from its eyes. Mint has her eyes on the road. Thunder booms from above. Sky turns bleak.
From above, you can see the unkempt corn fields stretch for miles. A staticky yelp can be heard from behind Mint.

The Ants are Cowering

Leirosa seems to have trouble communicating something. During rainy, stormy nights, the mannequin can be heard making static. A harsh static. Sometimes it clips and an androgynous voice can be heard stuttering, repeating and struggling. Mint suspects it to be a radio signal. Between its bits of crackling and stuttering, the unwelcoming images take the screen. Bit by bit, increasing in intensity as time passes. Mint eventually finds a place on top of a hill where Leirosa can speak.
"The ants are cowering
Heart quakes
Bumps on skin
Dense event
Fuchsia light
Cotton sea"

Animation constraints

Mint's Tape

Here is what I've gathered. The signal was tracked to the bottom of Foamfield Reservoir. The mannequin, partially melted and thrown in with a weight attached to its leg. It seems to talk at random. So far, it has only said (Ants cowering monologue with shot of its face). This is all I have for you, unfortunately. I couldn't find her. I'm sorry.

She kinda reminded me of someone. I haven't seen her in years, but I hope she's doing okay.

Her eyes were missing. Left arm missing. Right hand melted.
I think she's in there.
I need to see her again.
...
But I'll continue with the instruction.

Mint swings a crowbar and breaks a padlock off a gate. She drops the crowbar and walks through. She's studying a sheet of paper as she walks. Suddenly she stops before a statue. It's grotesque. And it seems to stare at her menacingly. Stone chunks of flesh and stringy bits of fingers & nails protrude from its body. It looks like it's in pain. A door opens to a manor foyer that looks like it hasn't had a person in it in over a century. The dust makes Mint cough. She puts on a face mask ~A flashlight clicks on and she wanders through various rooms of the manor.~ The paintings above her include various portraits of

people with purple horns. Long and overgrown. They look bored. Mint looks down at her sheet again. Disappointed. She looks up. She's now in a bedroom with a window open. The drapes are flowing, being gently brushed along with the wind. She continues to stare at it. You can almost see a human figure behind it. Looking out of the window. The figure suddenly turns to the left.

Mint wanders the halls of the clinic. It's only lit by the cloudy sunlight, leaving much of the scenery illegible. After some time she sighs, and turns around to head back. Suddenly she hears a clack and turns around. It came from the last room in the hall. She steps in. The window is open and the drapes are moving. Behind the drapes, a figure. It's facing to the left, looking down. Mint eyes it carefully, not fully sure of what she's looking at. The figure turns toward Mint. Now more visible. It has horns.
(Old piano sting)
Mint walks up to the curtain and opens it. There's no one there.

Mint's second tape

I found this. It's alive. It wouldn't leave me alone. I'm not sure what it was doing in the clinic.
(She's holding a shrimp as it dribbles on her jacket)

Foamfield health center. Nobody there. I fell and chipped a tooth.
(Silent for a bit)
I don't feel like doing this anymore.

Mint&Sunrosa's Conversation

Mint: ...Doctor?
Sunrosa: ...Yes.
Mint: Everyone's been accounted for, except you.
Sunrosa: I'm not leaving.
Mint: What?
Sunrosa: The sea... It took all of them.
Mint: But it's over now. You can't stay here though, who knows what else it did. What have you been doing here?
Sunrosa: Trying to find a way to bring them back. Look.

Mint approaches the Quarry. From the lip, she can see into most of it. She has a backpack. Another view / nearly erased / of her descent. She walks under the freeway. The tunnel can be seen in the distance. She approaches it. She takes a deep breath and walks inside. She doesn't carry a flashlight. It's unknown what happens to her.

Mint finds a mannequin. She believes a spirit has been trapped inside of it. She tries to fix it, but realizes she's missing something. She visits the clinic to find it. She sees the ghost of what she was trying to replicate. She throws the mannequin into the quarry.

What doesn't happen on Mint's tape(s)

Breakdown

Mint begins to walk down a path to the quarry. It's dusk. The sun is beginning to reach to edge of the quarry. She walks past traffic barriers. Droplets of water. She looks up. No clouds. A gust of wind. A gentle one. She tightens her grip on her bag. Insects buzzings stop suddenly. She is completely alone. Unease begins to swell in her heart. The quarry has always felt like home to her. From the bottom, at an abandoned breakroom, Mint makes her home and relaxes each night. But today something seems different. She stops in front of the tunnel. Many tunnels were carved out of the walls in the quarry, but one has always struck her as odd. It's one that only reached about

5 meters high. It's narrower than the others. Mint is sweating, on top of the rainwaters. Although the temperature has dropped significantly, she continues to sweat. A dragonfly lands on a traffic barrier ahead of her.

In complete disbelief, Mint drops to her knees.
"I thought you were..."
She looks down to rub here eyes, then looks back up. The figure is gone.

Trying very hard to replicate a thing you adore so much, then being reminded that it will nver be the same, then giving up on it and burrowing yourself deeper into the hole.

When Mint thinks she sees Sunrosa

What doesn't happen is...

Mint's plan to resurrect Sunrosa

I think I can get her out of there. At her old clinic she had an office. If I'm right, then there should be a piece of hair I could find. Then through an old method, the DNA is used to imbue life into the mannequin.

What do I do?
Usually all of the signals come and go, but this one... seemed to cry out to me. Since the event I hadn't seen a single person around here.
It's lonely.
I use leftover equipment to get around places and find things, but nobody ever comes by.
I think I am being punished. But for what? What crimes, what charges?
It should have been me in there.

Sunrosa's first day

I woke up in this place. Every room looked the same. Every window sealed. No sounds, nothing at all. I tried my routine. Everyday I tried to adjust to it as well as I could. But it was so quiet. I knew, I thought, maybe I had done something wrong to get here. Why can't I remember? The only things that kept me company were my dreams. Lovely and fantastic things and events, characters that felt like old friends. Entire vacations my mind would take me on every night. Until I had to wake up. To look at the grey sky. To look at my flimsy body. To have the same coffee. I started to think, "this is all, my last stop." I dreamt of a crab.

A crab scuttling around on the ocean floor, enjoying its day, eating little bits of food to get by. When something landed in the water, all of the animals were startled, darting in every direction. The crab began to flee. A squid took off, jetting ink towards a rock above the crab. The rock tips over and falls on the crab.

Goals of short 5

A school bus. It's going up a sunny hillside. The silhouettes of children can be seen in the windows. It's field trip day. A young Sunrosa looks nervous. She is sitting alone in her seat.

2020 VR art exhibition
// This page is stuck with a slim yellow bookmark attached at the spine, labeled "VR".

Insp /Inspiration/: St Louis city museum

Acting Out the Morning

A stage hand turns a crank. As it turns, a platform is raised through a hole in the ceiling. On this platform is a bedroom. A girl sleeps on a bed. A green light is stitched on, illuminating the room. Then other lights join in, parading around the room. Walls are pushed in to form the rest of the bedroom. Soon, the light only peeks through a small slit in the curtains. The light fizzles out, and all is quiet.
The girl's leg twitches. She's awake. She turns her head away from the pillow. She's a young adult, pale, and with messy black hair. She winces, aching. Sighing, she reaches for her night stand but her hands land on nothing.

Noticing something isn't right, she slowly sits up. Stags hands begin to assemble the hallway outside of her bedroom. Ropes and pulleys bring pictures frames into the hallway as she begins to walk through. Her eyesight is very poor, touching walls and furniture as she makes her way through.
She reaches the bathroom. Dramatically, you see her hand reaching for the light switch.
The light comes on, a spot light pointed directly at her. The viewer is shown random bits of her body and face, quickly and frantically. It's an overload.

Hide and seek

A group of children are playing near an old boat yard. They are playing hide and seek. Two of them pass a fence, and then make their way into a shipping dock.
"Ready or not, here I come!"
Two girls stop and look at each other. Left with no choice, they both enter an empty shipping container and close the door. A far shot of what the container looks like among the rest. One of the girls realizes she doesn't have one of her shoes, only noticing after the panic went away. The shoe is right in front of their container. Another girl, the one looking for everybody, makes her way into the shipping dock. She looks around for a bit and sees the shoe. She steps over to the shoe, stops, and then realizes where

the girl is hiding. With a smile on her face, she tauntingly calls out to Mint, who is inside the container panicking. The girl starts to reach for the door when the sounds of drumsticks ring out, silencing everything else out. The girl looks up, then behind her. Accordions sweetly, softly. A seam appears in the trees nearby. Stitching. Cloth. It seems to consume all of it. The movements of the world seem unnatural. The weight of nature doesn't apply anymore. Objects collapse. Some float away. Spirits leave bodies. The girls skin is sewn over with layers of cotton, courdroy , floral prints, long and flowy. The life drains from her eyes. Mint, once panicked, seems confused now. Sounds of sticks breaking. The music dies down, leaving the sticks.

(Explain more of Sunrosa's blissfully unaware yet also nonchalant anxious behavior while also having that personality reflected and portrayed towards Mint in the shipping container)
Sunrosa: What was that?
Mint: Shhh!
Sunrosa in an unamused disbelief.
Sunrosa: Okay you found us, I'm going ho-
As she cracks open the door of the container, fabric violently grabs her by the ankle, causing her to fall and slam her head on the floor. The cloth pulls her in as she tries to grab onto the container, but it fails. Mint panics and tries to save her by opening the container, but she is ultimately eviscerated.

Caught, melting

A girl sits hunched over a screen. She wears a long and oversized white shirt. She's smiling and typing quick responses, sometimes looking up before her response. She has long purple hair, covering one eye and curling at the ends as if she doesn't mind at all. The bed she sits on is messy, littered with candy wrappers and soda cans. A window is open, but covered with a long black curtain that blocks the light. A timer that looks like a chicken begins clucking and flapping its wings.

Mint and Sunrosa Dynamic

Mint looks around uncomfortably. She stands next to a knocked-out Sunrosa, who seemed to have fell face-first off a playground. Despite the loud sound, nobody seems to have noticed. Mint crouches over Sunrosa and jostles her shoulder. Sunrosa slowly raised her face from the floor, now covered in dirt and woodchips. Sunrosa looks as if she might cry.
Mint: Did you find it?
Sunrosa: What...?
Mint: Heaven.
Sunrosa holds her tears back to think for a moment.

A heaven Sunrosa finds Heaven being an eternal, indoctrinating place, where good is inevitable, even from what was the bad.
Seeing an abuser who had passed long ago, remembering the feelings as a mortal. A large plug coming up from behind you, entering the back of your skull and purging the memories, eventually leaving the best version of that person forever. There will be days when that plug doesn't arrive. A mind that seeks satisfaction at all times who will eventually warp images to their liking even if it means the whole image may never be presented again. Mint is passive in the happenings of her life throughout public school. She is raised at a distance from her parents and doesn't seem to empathize with the average anxieties &

struggles the other children of her age have. She takes the path of least resistance, even if it means she might not excel or surpass her peers. Sunrosa on the other hand suffers from constant feelings of inadequacy, due to the fact that is much thinner and smaller than the average child of her age. This causes her to act out in ways to call attention and praise to herself. Socially ineptedness also plays a role in her mental image as well. She was mistakenly placed in classes for "specially educated" children from a young age, due to the fact that she did not talk until the age of 5. This led her to believe she wasn't meant to be what's called "normal" by adults. Mint notices this about her, and while she may tease her lightly for it, she is generally understanding and supportive of Sunrosa.

// This page is stuck with an unlabeled square pink bookmark at the spine.

The children of this public school all have parents that all work remotely in an incomprehensible profession involving mollusks. They are all taken care of by school staff and given an education by these same caretakers.

To work on in storytelling...

Adolescence

Is it worth it to push myself to remember? Sunrosa runs the thought through her head as she washes shrimps, cares for them. To her, a hole in her memory feels as debilitating as losing a limb would. But as she starts her routine every morning, she realizes none of what's missing even mattered in the first place. She slumps back in her chair as the day comes to a close. The clouds seem to loom over, endlessly, quietly, and every day, a drop of water on her nose. She looks up to see a leak in the ceiling.

She starts to remember when she found out the creatures in the building were immortal, or, supposed to be. A stained glass window. A woman, angelic, gently cradling a crustacean. Mint sits in the back of the church, at the very last pew, twiddling her thumbs. Every Sunday she comes to this church service. She sits attentively, surrounded by the locals, singing and holding hands, even though she doesn't understand a single word. The windows show images of war, despair, love, compassion, apocalypse. Mint can only understand these images, or at least what she thinks they're meant to convey. She's always liked them.

Sermon

VHS static, again.
The stained glass window of an angel with a sea creature. Behind her are trees, rivers, a landscape made of cloth. Mint wanders a church, seemingly she has her eyes set on something. The echoes of sermons, organs, all of it from another time. A cable sticking out from behind the floor trips her. She falls flat on her chest, unconscious. A grand door opens. A timid, boyish-looking Mint, younger, wearing a sweater vest. She walks, slowly, then sits in the back pew. Hours pass, a mass, jibberish, music people come and then they leave. She turns to the stained glass window again. A female priest walks towards Mint, then makes eye contact. Mint nods.

She sits in a classroom. The same disinterested look. A teacher talks of a great caretaker, one who cared for all animals until she died. She cared so much that the ones underneath the sea lived forever. The ones above ground, us, weren't so lucky because the sun constantly threatened them.

Mint and only Mint learns of a story she can't understand and interprets it as the great caretaker who cared for the eternal lives of sea animals. She loves this story, begins to grow with it and it becomes a huge part of her from a young age.
She meets a girl who resembles the one in the stained glass. She tries to befriend her only because of the resemblance. Mint believes a divine power brought her and Sunrosa together, and that there might be a threat that might end the world.

Mint looks down from where she sits, the embankment on the side of a highway. Sunrosa looks over to her, breaking a minute of silence.
"You know it wasn't true, right?" Sunrosa asks quietly.
Mint looks unsurprised.
"Doesn't need to be," she replies.
"Something still is out there."
"I've seen it, but to put what I had seen into words..."
Sunrosa cuts in.
"It was written 600 years ago by some delusional pirate."
Mint looks up.
"Do you have a vacuum?"
Sunrosa, off-guard.

Vacuuming near a storage unit. Mint paces back and forth while Sunrosa vacuums the concrete. She flicks the switch off to look down at the barrel, which had a sock taped to it. She finds nothing.

Sunrosa dusts her knees and stands up. "There's no way you'd even be able to tell if it was here." Mint, while looking in a gutter, "We only need a single fiber." Sunrosa whines.

Parasite Loveche VTuber

I want you to look down at your hands, look at your fingers... Are you looking? Okay. Good.

Specimen

A ride from the mask

Mint is spinning a key on her finger. Cars pass by on a busy road. She looks impatient. Her truck sits parked behind her. A trailer attached to the back carries a load of what appears to be cloth. Unkempt and moldy. Another car pulls up to the parking lot of this diner. A minivan. The side door slides open, and a small, meek girl peeks her head out from the rear seats. She's wearing an ambiguously and somewhat horrifying black and white mask. The driver looks to be one hired, looking disinterested in the situation. Mint looks around, as if waiting for instructions. She gets the hint and steps inside the car. She buckles in and the driver sets off. The masked girl makes her

way to the 2nd set of seats and sits next to Mint. Mint tries to keep her way forward, as if to study the route, but the girl looks to have no boundaries. Eventually Mint blinks in a passive-aggressive manner. A robotic voice. "Good!" The girl uses an electrolarynx to speak. Mint takes an annoyed breath in. The girl, now suddenly taking the hint hurriedly reaches for the jars sitting in a box in the back seat. She hands one to Mint with both hands. Mint sees the contents, glances at it twice, and then unscrews the cap and gulps the entire thing down. The girl looks horrified, even through the mask. Mint wipes her mouth.

Mint stands in front of a mirror on the side of her cargo home. She pulls on her bottom eyelid, inspecting her red skin. She looks at her gums, other parts of her body. Later, while boiling a soup, she looks down to notice one of her hands has turned grey. She eats, her hand working normally. The color has seemed to disappear from half of her face. She lies on her bed, staring at the ceiling. An eyedropper with the same liquid that was in the jar drops right into her eye. She blinks, twitching her eyes, and continues to stare at the ceiling afterwards. She looks as if she'd been crying. The energy in her body seems to slowly fade... drifting... sleep... A dream emerges...

A dream awaits her..

Trapezoid prism formations of carpet. Bowling alley carpet. Carpets that don't need to be looked after very hard. Featureless bodies crawl around and sometime will mount the prisms. Neon lighting. It seems to demand your attention. Mint stands, generally wearing her highschool gym uniform. A younger version of herself walks in from a classroom door, even though they seem to be standing in a casino-type place. Younger Mint walks into a circle of these featureless figures, who are all much taller than her. You can now see from young Mint's point of view. The circle, one by one, drifts away. Into the sky, into the floor, off the screen, until there's nothing. She looks around. She starts to wander the casino. Lost.

She looks towards the rest of the figures, who all ignore her.

Specimen C \ name pending

Inauguration Day

Parasite has her head down on a podium. She peeks one eye out, realizes it's all really happening, the lifts her head .
"I've spent my entire life putting smaller trash cans into larger trash cans, and I think today is no different. 20 years ago at Notre Dame when they told me, "No you can't do that" or "That's private property", I really found myself in a well. That well was full of rainwater. You know what kinds of stuff is in rainwater? Does anyone mind if I just make a powerpoint real quick—She's interrupted by some sort of staff member. She looks around in genuine confusion. She grabs/rips the cotton sleeve from a microphone on the podium and stumbles away.

Appointment

"How often do you feel unease?"
"Well, I guess it'd have to be... all the time. Like I've been living on borrowed time."
"And why's that?"
"I don't know. Typically I wouldn't believe someone if they told me it would last an eternity, but I'm starting to wonder..."
She trails off.
"Ibis?"
Sunrosa snaps out of it.
She frowns, like she's been caught doing something wrong.
"The purpose of this program is to help the decentered integrate themselves back into the activities they might have spent years avoiding, as well as provide the emotional support that—"
The researcher's words drown into Sunrosa's thoughts, which are

inaudible but can be read clearly. Something is eternally at her door. Alarms and lights.
That isn't to say she can never find bliss.
From a balcony, her hair is let down to flow with a gentle breeze. She grabs a tea cup, and brings it to her face, but suddenly twitched and loses her grip. The cup falls and shatters. She throws a photo album onto her coffee table and flips through the pages frantically. The final page has a photo which makes her squint. She removes the photo and sees a coin taped to the back of it. She remove the coin and holds it up to the light briefly, then swallows it without a second thought.

Mint's Journal Entries, Mostly

And in this search, the most frightening direction is below / What? Got consultation from Mint. The title is only those four words. There is no line break. What is the rest of this stuff? It doesn't fit together with the rest of everything. /. The tape I've been using is starting to get really bad, need replacement.
So far, haven't come across anyone looking for the same thing as me. I do see the occasional cowboy, but they tend to keep to themselves and we don't exchange anything more than a glance.
Rust hole formed at top of container <- for later. When X told me I should journal instead of videotaping , I really didn't realize how right he was. Though I'm scared of losing this journal... No idea what I'd do if I lost it. Oh, today's findings. I took a look at the base of the river again. It's surprisingly untouched for the amount that can

be done there. Found a new crack between the roots of two old trees that seem to cross in a pattern. I cut away at most of the roots and decided to take a break. I sat across from the hole and light broke through the clouds for once. The hole leads straight down. The footing there isn't that great, so I didn't want to risk taking a look. I've just never seen such an unnatural tunnel like that. No animal could be responsible. I want to take a look when I get up in the morning.
Usually nature reclaims its home, but when

Appointment 2

After Sunrosa swallows the coin, a purple light bursts through the shades, along with a metallic and violent sound. Sunrosa jolts forward, falling unconscious onto the coffee table, shattering it. By her side on the floor lays a mannequin. The light, now pink, pulsates and sends an eerie message. The mannequin collects herself, and stumbles toward the balcony, past the shades, and vanishes.

She sits in a library, now with large bandages covering the right side of her face. A stack of books about seemingly random topics.

Parasite's wrestling career

Parasite, in her quest for world champion, will have to defeat a Mount Rushmore of glowing, muscular plush monsters with the names of things of huge significance. At the head of the gang is God, a tall rabbit, who appeared in a vision during Parasite's childhood. While as a kid, Parasite was in the backseat of a car driving through a wildfire. The smoke choked her, leaving her unwell and dazy. The car stopped when her parents spotted a man in a white rabbit mascot costume running out from the fire, on fire. He makes it a good distance to the care before collapsing, the worst scream imaginable. Parasite's pyromanic tendencies are thought to have stemmed

from this traumatic memory of hers. She seeks to destroy God, and his various deity-adjacent plush creatures. She wants them destroyed so that she has a good night of sleep for once. God's oldest crew member is Hase, a pink glowing rabbit with its intestines hanging out of its body. Hase is the most dangerous member. Often using downright sadistic fighting techniques and hurting itself in order to hurt its opponent. It's speculated to be the electro-static after image of a dead rabbit, left lingering on Earth, and isn't thought to have a consciousness or self-awareness. It attacks at random and is Parasite's secondmost challenging opponent. Hase is defeated after being killed in an explosion.

Thought to function more like a guard dog than a crew member, Obelisk is the third member. Meant as security, she keeps quiet and loyal. It's often difficult to get a good read on her, as she maintains a professional and detached demeanor that extends to her fighting style. An opponent more bark than bite, in the end. Parasite's naturally unpredictable fighting proves to be too much for her. A green obelisk of a person, carries a spear, and tends to march like a soldier but act like a secret service agent. Parasite buries Obelisk alive in a baseball stadium. The twin children of God, / MISSING / and / MISSING /, had their entire lives handed to them. They seem to have a lot in common with Parasite. One seems to empathize

and embraces the sad reality that animals die at the humans, directly, and indirectly, all the time. Two represents the strange disconnected love felt for others that can't be put into words but can be best described as people of whom you only know a tidbit, but from that tidbit, a full image forms in your head despite it likely not being true. That type of lonesome crush love logic feels even sadder than roadkill. Going out and seeing death proves to be and even better experience than staying in and fantasizing about a crush you know will fade like any living being. These two forces form to be a smaller pair of plush people though work together to accomplish their goals.

A melancholic duo with their share of personal problems, Parasite is expected to take on both at once, but manages to defeat the Sadlove twin before challenging the other. The other brings a menacing aura about her, yet is only a thin shell for the deep loneliness and grief for her sister. Parasite defeats Sadlove by tricking her into working with her, then pushing her into helicopter blades. Parasite defeats Roadkill through a fair 1-on-1 fight in a ring. They seem to look the most human of any of the rabbits, though still miss some features.

A long two minutes or, why a short can be so hard to make / I assume this is intended to be a title. It is, however, not formatted as one. /. The limits I impose on this format is for social media, and introducing characters while simultaneously telling a story is very difficult. Things I love to use, see, and hear: Sunrosa's voice, shrimpules, Parasite's behavior, Mint's moody scenes.
Mannequin started from similar places in my mind. A desire to do a short; no ideas what, however. Eventually I come across the characters, and the desire to animate a crane lifting a mannequin, as well as Mint swinging a heavy object. It happened because it all came together once I realized there isn't too much in the way for animating. A short about Sunrosa's meeting or discovery of the shrimpule

/ This page is stuck with a slim yellow bookmark labeled "Sunrosa's Reality". /

animals, or the animals that eventually become shrimps.
(Cheerful piano)
(College campus building)
Reality began to move faster than normal
At some point I got to witness species of animals die out, new ones mutate out of their species, and a convergence of all living beings into a primitive, sorrowful green blob the size of a small city. The outliers from this evolution were the shrimpules, from which all sea creatures converged into. It's believed that they all live forever!
(One of them slumps over limp)
(Piano out of tune)
Really, I don't know why I also never became the green blob. It might have something to do with these
(Her wing and horns)
(Tossing a shrimp lightly in the air, playfully)

Electrostatic remnants in the shape of people sometimes come to visit!
(Holographic afterimages of people walking, looking worried, police)
(Sunrosa excitedly waves at these figures although they do not seem to notice her at all)
(She seems so excited or desperate for human contact that she starts tripping over things, full tunnelvision )

Days come and go
And a dent in the sky
Sometimes feels like
It's trying to show me something
What ever it may be
I'm happy to wake up
Under a roof

(Sunrosa's life fading from her eyes)
Reality accelerated suddenly, violently, in a flash. Life found its eventual endpoint, nature pushing its inhabitants inwards, a single point, the last mammal sea animals tried to do the same, though much slower. They really are trying their best!
(The green blob again)
(Sunrosa watches it from afar, shrimpule in her arms)
I wonder why I never became part of the mass.
(She looks down at the shrimp)
What do you think?
My research might one day tell me why
But so far...
(Image of hopelessness)
(Sunrosa slumped in chair)
(She sits up and sees the electrostatic remnants)
(She is overjoyed)
(They eventually fade after she tries to interact w them)

Visual plans

Reality accelerating
Crudely drawn mspaint rep. of humans either dying out or combining together to become the green mass
/ Implied linebreak /
Shrimps and other crustaceans happily mingling, but fading out one by one as the shrimps get bigger and move towards land
Sunrosa watching the green mass
/ Implied linebreak /
She stands on a rooftop with a shrimp, only animating lips to ask her shrimp if they are ok or if they can see

Specimen Loveche
Melting eyes
Rabbit ears or silhouette
Triangle nose
Parasite with a yellow bandana or a gold rose in her hair
"Punished Mint" / "Refurbished Mint"
A vengeful and cynical mirror personality of Mint, prone to meltdowns and violent behaviors
Rabbit ears analogous to evil and hatred
Eye lost at some point
Face bandages

Parasite Short 2

(Parasite's face, nearly stuck in place, inches toward the screen. She is in mid-air, eyes deadlocked on someone below her.)
(It's one of God's Goons. She gracefully glides along the air, off the top of a steel cage. Her elbow comes before her head. This has to be the finale of a match.)
You were right in the end.
(She crashes to the floor, driving the elbow into her opponent but also coming down with so much force that she lfies through the ring) (Cuts to black)
(A white wall... A sudden red liquid splatters onto it)
(Parasite has one of God's goons by the hair, holding her fist back)
You're doing a great job!
(She punches the goon)
Just phenomena. Can I have your business card?

(She kicks the goon in the face while on the floor)

Parasite's character dynamic in the context of wrestling. A genuine heel for most of her career, though when compared to God's goons she is practically a hero. Each of them represents a different type of cowardice, whereas Parasite seems like the most capable and genuine person, willing to not bend the rules to an egregious amt and net a win that leaves herself satisfied.

Talk show

Parasite appears on a talk show as a kid, providing an eerie look into the future
Parasite's promo style
Cold and blunt
Tends to ramble on about things unrelated but eventually loops back around to being a threat that sticks with you
Pure fascination with violence
Child-like curiosity on unrelated things
A heel whose booing seems unwarranted at first, but becomes clear once you see what she does in the ring
A "Parasite" in the way she seems to just make everything worse around her

A reaction from Parasite

Parasite fights a 45 minute match. Towards the end she is covered head to toe in the opponent's blood. Her dress is torn. Her halo is cracked. After making the pin, she pushes herself off the opponent. Her music plays. A theremin with a piano plays a haunting tune. She sits up with her knees to her chest, completely silent and with a face like she's just killed someone. While she's maintained a near-permanent death stare for most of her life, her eyes now quiver. The ref and stage crew as well as doctors all rush in to tend the wounds sustained by the opponent. Her fight is over. She can finally go home. No more conflict.

Parasite's entrance

Presented as some kind of mythical, apocalypse-trigger entity being dropped onto Earth to seek havoc. The monitors show a meteor falling to earth, and through the camera you feel the impact in the stadium as if feels like a meteor just struck the building. The lights shine on an escape pod, which is lying in a pile of rubble, smoking. An arm extends and opens the hatch, and the music swells when she steps out. She's wearing a very torn-up space suit. She walks towards the ring menacingly, slowly, with her gaze on the opponent at all times.

The finish of her match could involve

Sunrosa reflects on the origin

(Loud clang, like some sort of accident, white followed by a messy and glitchy fade to black. The darkness is there for a while then beings to mingle with music, which is starting to come in very quietly)
Sunrosa: Reality accelerated suddenly, violently, in a flash. Life found its eventual endpoint. Nature pushed its inhabitants inwards. A single point. A green mass.
Sea animals were pushed to do the same, but were unsuccessful. The result: shrimp-like variations of various sea animals that are effectively immortal.
(The camera pans down from a purple sunset sky to Sunrosa's back & a shrimp)
I wonder why I never became part of the mass.
(She sits with a shrimpule)
What do you think?
(Black)

Meteor

Sunrosa sleeps neatly on a white pillow with white blankets. She rolls over with eyes closed to reach for a thing on her nightstand, but she touches a rock. Her eyes open. She sits up to find she's sleeping in a small crater beneath a caved-in ceiling, as if she fell from the sky. Bits of the building, concrete drywall, all surround her, but her sleeping area is very neat.
First encounter
/ MISSING /

Rabbit ear growing kit

Grow your very own pair of rabbit ears! Included in kit:

From the perspective of a landfill

Much like how a current crisis involving garbage is seen in the real world, Foamfield's crisis and apocalypse rises from a landfill. What are the most beloved items seen in the trash? While most objects were meant to be used and eventually discarded, they weren't necessarily "beloved". Something that would be loved more than anything in a landfill, isn't an object, not a tool or furniture, but a companion. A child's stuffed animal. The sight is heartbreaking. It's why if trash were to come alive, a stuffed animal would be the most powerful being, if love equated to power.

Parasite's actual matches

No-rope electrified barb wire match: Lots of early teases of being sent into the barbed wire, dropkicks opponent into wire, but they drop to the floor instead. Being shoved hard from the middle of the ring forward towards ropes but managing a baseball slide that stops just short. Tease suplex into barbed wire towards end. Finish being a kudodriver. Emotional sting. Parasite being given an abrupt hug, as to ask forgiveness before she wins.
Gear design: Asymmetrical, long on one leg and short on the other. Kneepads and elbow pads Unitard top.
28:57 in Combat Toyoda vs / struck character / Megumi Kudo, scary powerbomb onto opponent's neck. Large white bandage on Parasite's forehead.
Segmenting match into 3 uses of the barbed wire.

First use comes from about the 1/2 way mark. A dropkick from seemingly nowhere. Second comes from a very planned and deliberate spot.

From ages 9-23 for the two immediately after the event, a childlike world of wonder emerges. Stuffed animals, everything made of cloth, cartoony proportions, complete and total, yet unnerving peace. The world remains this way for 12 years for Mint and Sunrosa. They grow up in this world though as they age, the magic seems to fade slowly, much like the disillusionment of many adults in their early twenties.
Little by little the scenes lose their color, going from a dream to a cold reality almost at a standstill. Once the two reach their current selves, it seems to them like everything they experienced was more like a dream more than an upbringing. It's never referred to again, not any events in particular throughout those years.

There's a reason why I'm here. It's 2020. This is the ground zero of the dissolution. You are how we end things. You are the catalyst. You do not know how important you are. Why do you think I appeared out of nowhere so prepared to enter your life? I'm an organization employee. You were originally going to be told expectedly emotionally prepared, but it's just too late.

If you are reading this, the operation is soon to / struck word /. Begin.

Sunrosa's Dream

A crowded city street, Parasite and Mailwash walk together. Mailwash is clinging onto Parasite's arm tightly. She has a pained and nervous look on her face. She looks up at Parasite and says "You should keep a close eye on me, I think I'm gonna faint" Parasite stops, looks Mailwash in the eye and / struck word / kisses her lightly on her forehead. Mailwash makes a cute face. Parasite doesn't have her Halo, and her mouth isn't missing. She's wearing glasses.
This is before the event.
Parasite belonged to a wealthy family and Mailwash did not, Mailwash's insecurities stem from that, and transitioning later in life. Parasite transitioned earlier, and is very attractive too. Parasite tries to give Mailwash self esteem and build her confidence.
The event occurs at their wedding. And from then, their intense love transforms into vivid, violent deaths for Parasite and silent suffering from Mailwash.

Structuring Ribboncutter

The Day Dreams of Mint S. Decot
In the mundane tasks during the day, Mint's mind tends to wander and to think about various dreamlike and nonsensical (yet oddly haunting because you know Mint will still be searching for Sunrosa) scenarios.

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