Echoside : The Shorts

[Kain Nobel]

Another short about another terrorist whom supposedly set up a job to kill some folks and kidnap their children for military brainwashing and biological experiments. Quincy D Mareno is an aspiring young rapper from the Chilkaid badlands whom has a foul mouth and inspires rebellion and violent geopolitical extremism.

(NOTE : The new format LOOKS long only because it's all been formatted to message box standards, but this truly is a short scene. I read it in 2 minutes, 21 seconds and that's not even speed reading. The scene itself should only last maybe 3 or 4 minutes in-game. I try to keep cut scenes as brief as I can, but not so much that it compromises characterization.)

But What About the Children?!

But What About The Children?!
Time : Approx 03:45
Setting : Camp Firestorm, Chamber of Isolation
Scenario : Mack interrogates an alleged terrorist mastermind, Quincy D Mareno.

* Sitting within a damp, faintly lit room with a bag over his head, suspected terrorist leader Quincy D Mareno awaits questioning. A lone lightbulb swings above head and all that can be heard is a calm heart beat and the dripping of a pipe.

QD Mareno
"C'mon guys, I'm ready to talk..."

QD Mareno
"This is fucked! I know you're just sitting
there, behind some one way glass, just
checkin' out the bling. You see me ridin'
clean cut, not a spec of dust."

QD Mareno
"No dust, no rust, candy painted converible
Clean shaved, new suit, what the heck you hatin' fo?"

* The door creaks open.

QD Mareno
"Aha! Yes, finally. Let's get this show on
the road!"

* Mack steps in smoking a cheap cigar. He removes the bag from QD's face.

Mack
"You know... I'm not really fond of that rap crap.
Apparently, I left my ball gag at home with the
wife, I'll have to remember to bring it next time."

QD Mareno
"You don't find my flows dope? You a cold man..."


Mack
"Flows? Dope? What I don't find 'dope', home
fry, is the fact that you're on my top ten list."

QD Mareno
"Wha? I made the charts? My album ain't dropped yet."

Mack
"No, our top ten wanted terrorist leaders list. You're
actually number six, we weren't really intending to
find you yet."

QD Mareno
"Ah, yeah, I'm a popular guy, yo! So... what's this
all about again?"

Mack
"We've received some intel on the Rockford mission,
it seems your boss assigned YOU to do the job."

QD Mareno
"Me? Nah man, I'm just a pretty face. A spokesperson.
Y'know, a PR guy, somebo-"

Mack
"I don't really give a shit either way. What I want to know
is who is this boss man? Where did they take those
children?"

QD Mareno
"...I really don't know. They don't tell me nothin', they
just give the orders. I wish I knew, they got my kids
too yo!"

Mack
"Well then... tell us who you think MIGHT know and
I'll personally ask the president if we can let you go.
Then maybe we can get your kids back and kick
some ass on the way."

QD Mareno
"Really?! You ain't gonna hold me in here for a couple
years and torture me? You gon' help me get my kiddos
back?"

Mack
"What? No, god no, why torture a man? Well...
I mean, unless the president gives the order..."

Mack
"NOT that I'd want to go down that road. I mean,
we all know you've been forced into this against
your own will..."

QD Mareno
"Yeah, yeah man! Totally! Y'know, you're not
such a bad guy after all."

Mack
"And neither are you."

* Mack unlocks the restraints and gives Mareno the cigar.

QD Mareno
"Really man?"

Mack
"Ah hell, why not? We don't torture and brutally slaughter
our POWs, especially if they haven't been to a proper
trial yet... at least most of us don't."

* Mack begins to walk out the door.

Mack
"We just passively attempt to kill them slowly by exporting
our cheap cigars to them."

* Mack walks out.

QD Mareno
"WAIT!"

* Mack returns.

Mack
"Can I help you?"

QD Mareno
"Yeah man... I guess I'll give up the goods."

Mack
"Goods?"

QD Mareno
"Those children, from what I heard, are being held
in Camp Pendulum, east of Vanhalensbad. Also..."

QD Mareno
"Your intel states that I set up the Rockford job? No, all
I did was draw potential recruits in with my dopeness,
the security company happened to be on scout duty for
that 'Chavo Gwar' guy."

Mack
"Well shit, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

QD Mareno
"You said my flows ain't dope."

* Mack begins to walk out of the room.

QD Mareno
"YOU JUST DON'T KNOW GOOD MUSIC!"

Mack
"...Good music hasn't been produced since
the 90s. I hate to admit it, but I like some
rap. Your, uh, 'flows' are garbage and don't even
rhyme half the time."

* Mack steps out, slamming the door behind him.

QD Mareno
"You experienced the 90's?! OLD MAN!!!"

* The light clicks off, the only thing visible is the cherry of the burning cigar.

QD Mareno
"You a cold, cold dude..."