Fear ("No One to Protect You" Monologue)

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Author's Note: The actual summary to this story will come soon, but this idea for a monologue came to my head first. The drawings (the colored concept art and black n' white concept art) come a bit later (I'm still working on them). 

 Ya'll can take a guess of who's speaking. 

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 Alright.... 

 Alright.....

 Alright.......?

 You, you guys say that you're... *clears throat* You guys say that you're not from this universe. Am I hear.... Am I hearing this right? You guys saw you're from a universe in... in color, you say?

 Okay... Okay... I hope ya'll ain't yanking my chain.... I-I-I severely hope. This mafia yous are apart of. I paid you guys my monthly fee. Ya'll already gave me the monthly beating; my left arm is still in a sling with a snap.

 I honestly can't see without squinting my eyes real hard because the blood still runs out of my new wounds. 

*blinks awkwardly and cleans glass with one hand*/*sighs*

 We, those Watters down at the station, have been working hard to make your names in the paper. We've got ya'll covered believe me. After all, I'm the reporter that runs the bar here. 

 Enough about me though... There's something odd about you guys now that I think about it.

 Your eyes.

 Your eyes got those odd dots in them. Your eyes got some color in them as well; Colors that I have never seen before in my life. 

 Sir, have you ever seen something so beautiful and unknown that you want to know more about? 

 *has a realization and moves back slightly behind counter*

 I.... I'm heavily sorry... My own ears shouldn't be perking up like this. I shouldn't be showin' emotion towards those who run the town. Even though.... Even though you guys don't technically run the town, your counterparts do. 

 If I show emotion I'm going to be hurt. I-I-I'm sorry again sirs. When you leave this place you should head down to Captain Tin's office. They should be able to direct you to that hotel called....

 What was it called again?

 I think it was called.... The Stumpting Grounds? That was probably it. 

 In closing, I think that ya'll should head out soon. Ya'll are my last customers, and I got work to do at.... Well, where I work doesn't matter.

 Just please, watch out for your counterparts Mr. Biff n' Xisuma. If they found out that I helped some copycats that claim to be from another world....

 The bottom of the sea'll be my final resting place. 

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