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(Watch us slowly descend to the land of insanity as we write this purposefully cringey... thing. Yes, we regret it very much, thanks for asking.)
(Happy dying!)
ACT I SCENE I
[THE ESTEEMED PROLOGUE AND SETTING: The audience time-travels back a few years. A desert. Hot dry winds blow, sweeping away some desert sand. The sun glares down from the sky and an occasional tumbleweed blows across the scene. Two characters stand facing each other, rifles in hand. Tense music echoes in the background.]
Leo "badly edited Harry Styles" Valdez: *in a Southern accent* You'll nevur git awf with thus, Piper "wahtwashed" McLean.
Piper "whitewashed" McLean: *also in a Southern accent* Watch may.
[enter Hazel "extremely whitewashed" Levesque, Frank "Asian erasure" Zhang, Annabeth "straight dirty blonde hair" Chase and Percy "light brown hair" Jackson]
Hazel "extremely whitewashed" Levesque: *coming in with Arion* Y'all is crazy. Yore unsure whether or not tuh trust each other, but very thankful thet y'all wore uh turtle neck.
Frank "Asian erasure" Zhang: *hisses like a snake*
Leo "badly edited Harry Styles" Valdez: Shut it, snake. Way don't need chur snake opinion.
Piper "whitewashed" McLean: Says thuh idiot whose belt iz on far.
[exit Piper "whitewashed" McLean, Hazel "extremely whitewashed" Levesque and Frank "Asian erasure" Zhang while arguing]
ACT I SCENE II
Annabeth "straight dirty blonde hair" Chase: Parfois, je me demande pourquoi j'existe dans de telles situations.
Percy "light brown hair" Jackson: Whudja say Annabae? Ahm too dumb tuh understand.
The authors: *popping up from the sand* Thou art not dumb, but whatev'r helps thee catch but a wink at night. *digs a hole in the sand and goes back in*
[enter Piper "whitewashed" McLean]
Piper "whitewashed" McLean: Who is these idiots?
The authors: Nobody, prithee continueth with thy conflict.
