Some Broken Walls/Episode 4

DISCLAIMER: Even if it's already stated that this episode's content will be way more mature than usual, I have to put a couple of Trigger Warnings for the depiction of depression themes, as well as feels of hopelessness. There's also an implied after effect of Self-harm (With SH itself not being shown in any form) In case you feel uncomfortable and/or are sensitive to these topics, we recommend you to be careful, and if you don't want to read this episode, you can choose that, since this episode is meant to support mental health awareness, not to make others feel bad for shock value or edginess.
Not so fine, this life o’ mine, is the fourth episode of the first season of Some Broken Walls, and the fourth episode in general as well. It was released on August the 7th of 2024, as the second part of a double episode premiere.
This was also the first episode to dwell into more serious themes, as a Dramatic Comedy instead of a total comedy.
It received a TV-14 LV Rating on the USA, PG-12 in Japan, 15 in the UK, and +12 in Spain.
As a side note: The whole episode (The script itself) can be found at the "Episode" tabber.
==Synopsis==
We settle on a journey of an episode about the life of one of our most beloved friends in Betsy’s group, Alessa. She's got some notions to fight terrible stuff, and, despite her many fights with a long-time enemy of hers, she eventually managed to knock it down for real.
That was, until IT resurfaced, once again, in order to keep tormenting her. Since each defeat in solo made the enemy tougher, her attitude, while hiding her tormentor, began to show some uncanny signs despite her not wanting to worry her friends. What she doesn’t know is that her friends are about to make a discovery on this grim enemy of hers. Will it be a good idea to let them grow aware of it?
==Content==
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|-|Characters=
Name 	Episode Role 	Artwork
Betsy 	Main 	
Craig 	Main/side character	
Alessa 	Protagonist 	
Mars 	Main 	
Mars' Cousin 	Main 	InitiallyLater
This absolute buffoon	"Antagonist" 	My man's so hateable :D
Monica 	Supporting 	
|-|Episode=
===Opening===
[The setting shows us a Brand-new place, inside a house, but not Betsy and Craig’s, but Alessa, as she was the only one there. The blonde girl was inside her own room, door shut. She was using a gaming laptop, which stood on her lap, and she was sitting on her bed, which had a gray-ish-blue tint sheet. She also had an original Gameboy model by her side. She was also wearing a different attire, as it was nighttime. It was her sleepwear, made up from a strapped cyan shirt, and white, cozy shorts. The bed was not overly complicated, with a wooden headboard. The walls were cream-colored, but darker due to the lack of natural light, as it was mostly the lighting of the laptop’s screen itself that did the job. The door from before, was dark-blue, and had the shape of a British police cabin, as well as a velvet pink-Ish, red, small, round carpet. The girl had a Poker face, while leaning her head down, in signal of defeat]
Alessa: (Annoyed) I’ve literally got killed at the same place twice…
Alessa: (Determined, driven by impatience) But I’m gonna clear this stupid level once at all!
[Alessa unfolded her gaming instincts for an ultimate purpose; to press a determined click at extreme speeds, over and over]
Betsy’s voice: (Heard from the laptop) Ale, I dunno why you keep going through the toughest routes.
Alessa: (To Betsy) You know, Betsy, ‘cause I suck as a vacuum at everything else I do.
Betsy’s voice: (Confused) Did you say something weird or is my audio glitching?
[Alessa realized what she said, quickly covering her own mouth, while her gaze expressed a faint sight of fear, mixed with worry and melancholy]
Betsy’s voice: (Impatient) Hewwo?
[Alessa gets back on her feet, and remembers that Betsy was still online, so, even if she was now nervous because of her slip-up, she couldn’t keep her beloved friend waiting]
Alessa: (Makes up an excuse, to Betsy) Sorry, mi Wi-Fi was kinda diagnosed with death for a minute.
Betsy’s voice: Oh, okay, don’t sweat it! Wanna change games and go Online Co-Op together?
Alessa: ‘Kay.
Alessa: (Thinks) Hopefully, this helps me to forget about that one for a while.…
[Suddenly, Craig’s voice could be heard, unbelievably happy, as if he had suddenly spawned into the call]
Craig’s voice: (Excited) O MA GOSH! Co-Op gaming with Alessa?!
Betsy’s voice: (Annoyed, to Craig) Stop with your inky nosebleeds already! So many replaced carpets will get us bankrupt!
[Alessa genuinely laughed at the comical, yet “serious” situation that her two Friends had created. Then, sometime passed, and the older girl was feeling the same as in the beginning of the episode, albeit noticeably more tired than before]
Alessa: (Unable to choose a suitable emotion) My 20th death…
Betsy’s voice: Dang it, I gotta go to bed now…
Betsy’s voice: (Happily) But don’t worry, I’ll see you tomorrow!
Alessa: (Smiles at her friend) See ya, bestie!
[The call ends, and Alessa finally gets up, putting her laptop far away, to charge it for tomorrow. Then, she gets inside her bed’s sheets, and rests on a side, staring at the wall in front of her, with a sadder expression than before]
Alessa: (Talks to something in the air) Dude, I know you resurfaced and stuff, but… Why are you coming precisely now? 
Alessa: (Bitterly laughs) Haha, of course… You always come back…
Alessa: (Mentally tired) I don’t want you to bring your stupid hell to me once again…
Alessa: Can’t you just… fade away?
-Episode’s opening
===Course===
[The setting changed once again. It was time for a school break, as the environment was clearly a big school. So big that it had two floors. Alessa was heading towards the lower floor, by taking a staired path, which led to an open, big playground. There was a specific place, unoccupied, as the place was technically no one’s property. There were a few fellow students, with Betsy and Craig among them, including some benches and walls that had been changed to have improvised seats as well, at a variety of heights. Those other two ladies aside of Betsy and Craig were students around Alessa’s age. One of them was sitting at the left side of the seats, and had a vibrant, slightly dark red hair, and her hairstyle was similar to Alessa’s, but not messy and all, and slightly shorter than hers, as she had no twin-tails, buns, or whatsoever. She had a white shirt, with an only yellow button, grey-ish blue trousers, and shoes of the same color. She was slightly taller than Alessa, although she was still short, compared to the average. The other one was sitting on the highest bench out there, wearing a casual, black dress, with a singular yellow line on each arm’s section. She also wore red shoes, decorated with a white cross each, and looked like an actual child, as she was noticeably shorter than anyone else. Said child was actually drawing in an unconventional way, by using her tablet, her pen, and only that. The walls were white, almost grey-ish due to the pass of time over the years, while the benches were light-brown-colored, closer to cream than brown itself]
[The blonde girl, who had a few bandages over one of her hands, was about to sit down, until the red-headed saw her friend’s injury, along with an until-now unnoticed faint bruise on her right cheek. It must have been recent, as the blonde girl still had watery eyes]
Girl: (To Alessa) Yo, Ale. Are you okay?
[Alessa starts sweating and gets nervous. She seems to know that woman fairly well, and tries to avoid talking about it, by trying to bury her friend’s suspicions]
Alessa: (Nervous, clearly hiding something) Nah, don’t worry, Mars! I’m swell! Not sure why I’d not be!
[The red-headed girl, now identified as Mars, blinked twice, just to make sure she wasn’t seeing things. Nonetheless, she still saw said faint bruise on Alessa’s face. Even if faint, it was still noticeable, and, as a recent injury, it’d grow clearer. She also noticed that, under Alessa’s right arm, there was another bandage surrounding it, but well-hidden unless stretching]
Mars: (To Alessa) No, no. You have a big-ass bruise on your right cheek, young lady.
Alessa: (More nervous) O-Oh, yeah? Haha, how come have I not realized it?
Mars: (Thinks, worried) I didn’t even talk to her about the clearly visible bandages. But this isn’t evidence alone to ensure The Devil’s curse came back to torment her… 
Mars: (Worried) I’m not seeing things, but I do hope it’s just an unfortunate series of minor accidents.
[Mars pulls Betsy’s T-Shirt with little force, in order to catch her attention, something that she successfully achieved by jump-scaring her]
Mars: (To Betsy) Hey, as her super-duper friend, please, check if she’s injured or not, as I’m not seeing things.
Betsy: (To Mars) G-Gosh, I also see the injuries…
Betsy: (To Craig, tries to keep calm in a comical way) Craig, get the friggin’ “healing box” now!
[Craig, who was literally stuck as if he was a sticker on a wall, close to the girl that was drawing, somehow got himself out of it, to elegantly land on the floor]
Craig: (To the girl) I’ll be right back.
Mars: (To Alessa, already suspicious) If it did, in fact, NOTHING happen… Come on! Explain to me! See if you can convince me!
Alessa: (Nervous, clearly over-pressured) Uh, well… You see…?
[Alessa crosses her fingers, trying to say something, convincing, to Mars, as Craig appeared with a First-aid kit, heavy for him. He had an exaggerated anime muscular man face at that moment]
Alessa: (To Mars, as if improvising) About my injury…
Alessa: (Improvising, nervous) First I hit myself with a Fanta can while trying to open it…
Alessa: And I accidentally cut my fingers while preparing my lunch…
Alessa: (Nervous) R-Right this morning…
[Mars kept staring at Alessa thoroughly, until she stops her eye contact towards her, believing her friend]
Mars: (Sighs deeply) Fine, I believe you. Annoying stuff happens. I guess your eyes are watery because the cut still hurts, or you forgot your lunch, or the light hurts, or anything that hurts-
Tablet girl: (To Mars, interrupts) Okay, we got it, no need for so many redundance, we’re not dumb.
[Alessa notices that her own lunch is missing, so she successfully manages to take advantage of it to swiftly evade everything that incriminates her]
Alessa: Oh, dude! Forgot my lunch!
[Alessa goes upstairs, towards the upper floor, leaving the place, so Mars finally gets down of her spot, jumping to the ground, while drawing the rest of the children’s attention]
Mars: (Thinks) Can I trust that this demon hasn’t come back yet…?
Mars: (Worried but keeping a serious gaze towards her friends) Guys, this thing reeks of trouble. I’m pretty sure that something’s wrong with Ale, but she won’t even make a sound about it.
Betsy: (To Craig) Do you know anything we could use…?
Craig: (Dramatically) Gimme the First-aid thing! I’ll personally help that beautiful lady out!
Mars: (To Craig, deadpan) Chill the hell out, will ya?
Craig: (Voice-over) Okay, my viewers, I know you want some comedy, but that young lady won’t even let me break the ice.
Mars: Betsy… You’re her best friend and closer to her than any of us. We’ll need your help to know what’s happening to her.
[Betsy nods and carries the first-aid kit with her, marching, but looking to her friends before leaving for good]
Betsy: (To the rest) Keep your phones on, ‘aight?
[Betsy sneaks in the same direction to which her blonde friend went earlier, ending the scene]
[A different setting showed Betsy arriving to one of the bathrooms of the school. Specifically, the Girls’ bathroom. The place’s walls were made of white tiles, as well as white sinks, and a gigantic mirror that spanned across the row of sinks at the place. Each restroom’s door was white, an every single one of them, but one, was wide open]
[Precisely, that closed door is the most intriguing, since Alessa had chosen to hide there. She seemed very emotionally damaged, with crystal clear eyes. As she thought herself to be alone, she let herself sob a little. Nonetheless, from the outside, her younger friend was still there, and got startled by the unexpected sobbing]
Betsy: (Slightly nervous) H-Hi…? Is anyone in there? Any ghost or demon in who I actually do believe?
[The blonde girl heard Betsy’s voice, so she shut her mouth by using her hands, stopping her sobbing, and letting the tears flow instead. Meanwhile, Betsy stopped sensing any other presence, so she carelessly waddled around]
Betsy: Well, since I’m here, I’ll use what I have and drop the bomb inside me…
[Alessa rapidly gets out of the restroom she was, disgusted. Betsy was firstly startled, but then chuckled, as she had somehow predicted the outcome of her actions, while Alessa actually looked afraid]
Betsy: (Chill) Hehe, I knew those poopy jokes’d getcha out of that door…
Alessa: (Nervous) J-Jokes? What’s up with you?
Betsy: We all know something’s not okay, even though you’re so dedicated towards hiding it.
Alessa: (Obvious trying to hide something) Don’t say dumb stuff! It’s not like I’m trying to hide anything!
Betsy: (Acts like a police officer) Your injury story kinda falls apart. If you did accidentally cut yourself while making your food, why would you still cry because of the pain?
Alessa: (Sighs) ’Cause I actually DID cut myself by accident while trying to make food? That didn’t even make me cry!
Betsy: (Interrogating) So, THERE IS something that is making you cry. 
Alessa: (Thinks) Damn it…
Betsy: And what about the bruise?
Alessa: (Sighs) Earlier than the finger incident. I thought that I’d have enough time for the ice bags to make effect before leaving…
Betsy: Okay, pretty convincing, but… If it is true, what has made you sob right when I got inside?
Alessa: (Sighs) You don’t wanna stop it, amarite?
Betsy: (Worried) No, I won’t, and if everything’s actually okay, lemme check for any other injuries.
Betsy: (Demanding) Take off your clothes, NOW.
[Alessa blushes, as well as her face changed from nervousness to a completely shocked expression]
Alessa: (Both surprised and blushing) For God’s sake, Betsy! That’s so messed up!
Betsy: What’s so messed up about a girl asking her female friend to strip off her clothes all of a sudden?
Alessa: (Annoyed) Literally the whole thing?!
Betsy: I don’t see the problem, and you’re wearing really short shorts under, so…
[Betsy tries to life her friend’s skirt in order to search for any wounds or bandages. Needless to say, the child became horrified as she, upon seeing the shorts she wore under the skirt to avoid creeps lurking around, she saw a couple of uniform cuts around her right thigh. They seemed fairly recent, around a day or two before. Alessa felt severely regretful upon seeing her child friend horrified, who stopped grabbing her clothes as soon as she saw the injuries]
Betsy: (Horrified) It can’t…
Betsy: (Horrified) My poor bestie… Who’s bullied you this hard…?
Betsy: (Horrified) Who’s provoked you all these injuries…?
Betsy: (on the verge of crying) Who’d dare to make you this…?
[Alessa stayed silent for a couple of seconds, while breathing a bit harder than usual, that is, until she’s about to let her tears loose]
Alessa: (On the verge of tears) That’s on me, for trying to outsmart my smartest friend…
Alessa: (Sobs) No one did this to me. No one but I, okay?
Alessa: (Sobs) Excluding you and Craig, the rest of them knew it. The Devil’s come back to me once more, as if he were some kind of Phoenix Bird rising from its own ashes…
[Betsy might not understand very well the analogies, but she understands how a person she loves is suffering, something that makes her feel anxious and suffer as well]
Betsy: (Suffering along her friend) So now you told me about The Devil… I’m not good at understanding neurotypical people, but, if you want to explain it to me, here I am…
Betsy: (Starts going on a tangent) Also, I did not expect an actual demon to show up, I guess my supernatural beliefs were right.
[Alessa moves her arm towards her face to cover her eyes, not without letting out a sincere chuckle because of Betsy’s literal way of taking metaphors, despite she was still crying]
Betsy: (Nervous) S-Sorry if I screwed up, if y’all don’t like to tell others about those things, I can forget it if you want. Demons are so scary!
[Alessa crying for a bit, as she lets her arm down to her original position]
Alessa: (To Betsy) It’s not a literal demon, but fret not. I sense you’re actually worried about me, aren’t ya?
Alessa: That’s why, despite the pain in the ass the emotions of neurotypicals are to people in the spectrum, you still came to see me, right?
[Betsy nods. Even though Alessa totally guessed Betsy’s comprehension towards “normal” people’s emotions was quite off, that child was definitely worried about her well-being]
Alessa: (Tenderly smiles at her friend) You truly are an amazing friend…
Alessa: Ok then, I’ll spit it out...
[Just as Alessa was about to speak the truth, a colossal teenage boy appeared. He was slender, yet incredibly tall, about two heads taller than Alessa to compare. He was wearing a plain white T-Shirt, as well as those infamous ripped jeans. His haircut was reminiscent of a typical "Bad boy" style, and black, and he was holding what appeared to be a lighter. He had taken something with him, since the form of a bag could be noticed inside his pockets. He also wore a white pair of pendants, one in each ear]
Guy: (Thinking he’s alone) This is the perfect place to-!
[The boy got shocked to see girls at a girls’ bathroom, and his face shifted into pure disappointment]
Guy: (Disappointed) Not smoke anything anymore… Damn it…
[Nonetheless, as he noticed Alessa’s presence, something inside him told him he needed to become an evil monster, as his villainous smile suggested]
Guy: (Energetic) Hey, Ale! They’ve finally given us our art tests’ grades!
[Alessa stands still, as Betsy, knowing no better to calm her down, hugs her softly]
Guy: (Smiling, with malice) I looked up and you’ve got an absolute F! 1 point out of 10! Even less than me!
[The boy laughs mockingly towards Alessa to humiliate her, something that he achieved as the teen girl lowered her head down as her face reflects pure angst, as in a minute ago]
Guy: (Mocking) Now, who’s the shame of the whole class, useless kid?!
[Betsy felt a deep need to shove a whole fist out of that atrocious boys’ mouth, but as she knew violence wouldn’t make any of both girls feel better, she just clenched her first, while her face manifested the disgust and rage that she had towards that gigantic clown]
Betsy: (Thinks, really mad) What a jerk…
[The plane now changed, so only the door and the crystal could be seen, in which the outside could partially be seen. Mars was seen passing by, and she noticed the situation, stopping by]
[Now, on the outside, everything was seen from the outside, where Mars’ face showed disgust, and Craig was somehow dressed up as a police officer, including the signature badge. Nonetheless, aside that and a blonde, woman wig which’s ends were pointy, he had fake handcuffs drawn and tied to a drawn belt, part of a fake police officer uniform]
Mars: (Disgusted) What’s a guy doing at a gals’ bathroom?!
[Craig paid no attention to such an obvious matter, as he raised his right leg]
Craig: (Chuckles) We’re gonna scare him outta there.
[From the inside of the bathroom, the situation kept going, until the door was knocked down and Craig, still in the same costume, showed his badge as he kept playing his character]
Craig: (Overacting) EFF-BEE-I, OPEN YER DOORS!
Guy: (Scared) What the hell! Another cop?! I’m out!
[The teen boy rapidly fled out of the scene, in hopes he doesn’t get caught. Mars’ face showed actual amusement, as she was trying not to laugh at the stupidity of said individual and the bizarreness of the joke]
Alessa: (Still annoyed) Finally, that dumbass is gone already…
Betsy: (Still angry, to Alessa) Who was that stupid boy?
Alessa: (To Betsy) I’d rather waste my spit on anything but his name.
Mars: (Still disgusted from before) The hell was a guy doing at a gal bathroom?!
Alessa: It seems his plan was to smoke himself out of house and home, or whatever.
[Alessa sighed once again, as her gaze went towards the floor again, and let herself lean on Betsy’s shoulder]
Betsy: (Worried) Please, don’t let that guy’s words bring you down. He’s just totes stupid.
Mars: (Worries) Oh, no! What’s happened now?
Betsy: That moron with a severe psychological cop-related trauma was making fun of Alessa for having the lowest grades in Art.
Craig: God… That guy’s a huge jerk.
[Suddenly, at unexplainable speeds, Craig had already put himself a hockey mask on his face, as well as drawing himself a gray-ish green jacket, and held an origami axe]
Craig: (Reminiscent of a certain serial killer) That guy’s already won a whole ticket to Crystal Lake…
[Mars, unamused at Craig’s shenanigans, grabbed him by the hair in order to stop, something that actually made him feel a bit of pain]
Craig: (In pain) Be careful!
Betsy: (Still comically mad) Was that guy The Devil you mentioned? Because I’m dying to exorcise him!
Alessa: Nah, in any case he’d be one of those lesser demons who hurt but individually are a mere fraction of his army’s power.
Mars: (Worried) Wait… Is THAT devil back again?!
Alessa: (Sighs) Well, since y’all are already here and only Mars and her sis know the truth, it’s about time to speak…
[Alessa sighs, and gazes up to the ceiling, only to take a deep breath and look at her friends again]
Alessa: Said devil is no kind of monster, or evil spirit.
Alessa: The doctor told me back in the day that even if it disappeared, it’d probably reappear again…
Alessa: (Straight to the point) I’d been diagnosed with a certain type of depression a long time ago...
[Betsy and Craig, despite what had just happened, were oblivious to the symptoms of it, and get shocked at the idea, whereas Mars, who was already aware, kept things as calm as she could for the sake of everyone]
Alessa: (Gives Betsy a sad smile) Yeah, I know it’s not so easy to assume, no?
Alessa: I’ve lived a great life, I have so many things that I can enjoy… Games, anime, awesome friends, a stable family, I know how lucky I actually am…
Alessa: Yet things won’t always work like one’d want to, am I wrong?
[Despite this not being her first-time while discussing depression with her friend, Mars can’t help but feel bad while listening, becoming increasingly tougher to keep calm, she predicts a serious breakdown]
Alessa: (Fake-laughs) Look at me. Despite having everything for what many would kill just to try, I can’t seem to enjoy so easily. I’d already decided since I was little what I wanted to do with my adult life.
Alessa: (Serious) Yet I know I’m so cooked…
Alessa: (Chuckles) No pun intended, since I can’t even cook, iron a stupid shirt, I couldn’t even tie my shoes, so I did change my footwear in order not to remind myself how much I do suck…
Alessa: Looks like I bought the uselessness starter pack in the game of life…
Alessa: (While her sad smile turns into plain sadness) See, I shouldn’t worry about my studies too much, if it weren’t because… you know, weird stuff that just pack inside me…
Alessa: (Keeps the same attitude) I need to become a grown-ass woman, I’m fully aware of it, but I can’t do anything right, no matter how hard my parents teach me! It’s only natural they get fed up with my stupidity…
Mars: Your parents never struck me as the intolerant kind, are they aware of your condition reawakening?
Alessa: (Sobs) Why would they need to? Only to pity me afterwards? The last time when I made them aware of it their lives became temporarily worse… Why make it permanent…?
Alessa: (Sobs) I need to grow a pair and face things myself… I really want to! Yet… What purpose does serve teaching a useless, clumsy girl like me, to the point of my masters’ exasperation?
[Alessa suppressed the need to keep on crying, as she cleaned her eyes with her sleeve]
Alessa: Of course, I end up being shouted at, something that truly reflects my uselessness…
Alessa: Then, ever since the damn puberty, I couldn’t keep that demon at bay without medication, and it didn’t help that my cybernetic glitchy condition also messed up with my nervous system...
[Mars kept on listening, noticeably anguished because of the serious suffering her friend is going through]
Alessa: (Sobs) Who am I to fool? There’s nothing left for me… I’m just a massive geek who tries to hide the null security inside her behind a carefree attitude…
Alessa: (Shouts) BUT I DO CARE ABOUT EVERYTHING!
[Alessa finally breaks down as a whole, not even bothering to suppress any single ounce of her feelings, even if it means everyone seeing her at her worst, not even being able to calm down a bit as Betsy won’t stop hugging her, in a worried child’s attempt to comfort her grieving friend]
Alessa: (Cries) There’s no way I could care even more! Being a dumbass who doesn’t want to kill herself, yet she hurts herself to think about anything else! A coward who’d rather idly die than keep on fighting anymore…
Betsy: (Hurt to see her best friend suffering) Please, Ale, don’t you say that…
Alessa: (To Betsy, still cries) Why’re you suffering so much? It’s not your case, you needn’t…
Betsy: (Hurt, for not being able to help) Maybe I’m suffering because you are a core of my everything, right on par with my family! I might be so darn bad at dealing with people’s emotions! But even I know we all need to be there for you!
Betsy: Why is this enemy… the only type I can’t get rid of…?
[Betsy finally calms down a bit, with a calmer gaze, although not even then she’d separate an inch from her friend]
Mars: (To Alessa, with a shaky) Hey, hey, if you can’t take it anymore you don’t need to keep going. We won’t force you to relive such a grief, we’re friends…
Alessa: (A Mars) Seems ironic but bursting out in tears… was a good thing. At least I don’t feel like breaking down again…
Alessa: Anyways, lemme continue.
Alessa: (Sarcastic) So, Guess what! To everyone’s surprise, all this shit has naturally made me develop a little bit of hatred towards myself. Hating yourself also makes you think you’re a useless child. 
Alessa: Though, in my case, I have solid proofs of me being actually useless, but-
Mars: (Annoyed) “Useless” my effing ass, damn it!
[Alessa smiles once again, in the saddening manner from before]
Alessa: Sorry…
Alessa: (Scared) And, as a finisher… I’m fully convinced that my mom’s got some sort of disease. No one finds a bit of blood on their bathroom’s sink daily. Even I… I once stumbled upon that thing, and then my mom was coming out of it.
Alessa: (Sobs) I love my mom so much… Despite her flawed descendant, she’s been such a caring woman to dad and me…
Alessa: (Sobs) I’d never get over it if something happened to her…
[Mars can’t hold herself anymore and joins the hug between Betsy and Alessa]
Mars: (Visibly emotional) Everything’ll turn out fine, trust me…
Betsy: (To Alessa) Please, don’t let adversities make you give up! You got “lotsa” worth! I don’t care if that jerk or anyone else thinks otherwise! You’re full of awesome stuff…
[Alessa burst in tears once again]
Alessa: (While crying) That guy was just the last straw! Now, thanks to him, I won’t get to take these thoughts outta my mind! My marks will keep lowering…!
Alessa: (In despair) Now my parents will start thinking I don’t study at all! Thanks to THAT scum, they’ll lose the little faith in me they’d have left!
Alessa: (Cries) Even if they wouldn’t tell me, I’m definitely sure that’s what they think…
[Right from the other side, that small tablet-user girl was listening to everything that was being said. She stopped drawing on her tablet, now angry because of the anguish that Alessa had displayed]
Girl: (Thinks, visibly angry) He’s taken this too far. He was already an annoying bitch in our class, but I’m still disappointed in seeing he’s a truly heartless monster. Such a shame he breaths our same air…
[The petite girl thought about a plan, before pretending not having listened to anything. Then, she started roaming through the hall, pretending trying to search for the rest, as she adopts a thinking pose]
Girl: (Pretending not to know anything) Yo, Mars! The bell’s about to ring, girl! C’mere or your broken ears won’t even notice! Where the heck are you?
[Inside the bathroom itself, Mars heard that girl’s calls, so in that moment, she makes a slight move, and everyone stopped the group hug]
Mars: Well, it’s about time to head onto class, right?
[Alessa nodded, presumably trying to forget the situation that had just happened, as the smaller girl from the other side got closer, a fact that nobody noticed until they actually bumped into her]
Chica: (Jokes, as she keeps her facade) Collective diarrhea, am I wrong?
[Now, the scene changed to the next day, at school. It was once again the time of the break, and everyone was on their usual spots, except for Alessa, who was absent. Due to this, everyone else bore a worried expression on their faces. Even the tiny girl who was drawing on her tablet was doing so, with the same expression, not even looking at her screen. For some reason, the left half of her hair had been dyed to black, and she seemed grumpier than what she showed before]
Mars: (To Betsy and Craig) Guys, you know something ‘bout why Alessa didn’t come to school?
Betsy: She texted me and said she actually fell sick overnight. She’s kinda got the whole starter pack of accidents…
Betsy: (Sceptic) I want to think she’s telling me the truth…
Mars: (Worried) I really hope she’s okay, besides having fallen sick…
[The tiny girl stopped giving attention to those three, looking elsewhere. By doing so, she noticed somebody from afar, being no other than the individual who humiliated Alessa. Said husk of a human person was walking downstairs to the lower part of the institution. As she was the only one who noticed, she thought about something while getting down her usual place. She gave Mars her tablet, with not so much care for her cover as she’d need]
Girl: (With a hint of hatred) Mars, my dear and microscopic cousin, take care of my Tablet as I go to the toilet, or else my stylus will go down your throat or whatever. Or do you want me to bully you?
Well, as you can see, these two new girls are cousins!
Craig: (Jokes) Reaching the Third Moon Phase, right?
No, it isn’t a euphemism for a tasteless joke, this girl’s mood and looks actually change as the Lunar Cycle progresses.
[Even if she was out of frame, she managed to actually trick-shot Craig right on his forehead with her stylus, leaving him a hole. He didn’t even lose a drop of ink as usual]
Girl: (To Craig, half-joking) You said so, honey…
Craig: (In Pain) You savage! Comedy is more than hitting and stabbing others! Didn’t you see the golden age of The Simpsons or what-?
[The girl went downstairs in the same direction the same guy went but kept her distance to avoid being suspicious. It didn’t work, though, as her cousin and friends stared, weirded out]
Mars: (To Betsy) Will my dumb cousin realize that she needs to go right in the opposite direction to the toilet?
Betsy: Well, she’ll eventually remember, no?
Craig: (In excruciating pain) Can I see those gorgeous drawings that she did on her tablet?
Mars: (Sigh) Okay, but mom’s the word. If she learns that I let you see them, both of us will be dead by daylight.
Betsy: (Thinks) Am I the only one who thinks this is sus, as younglings would say?
Mars: (Realizes something) Oh, crap…
[Going back to that girl’s POV, she kept following the tall boy, but stopped for a moment and pulled out an energy chocolate bar]
The girl: (Talks to herself) You’re not hungry, but you need some energy right now. This will be SO long…
[She ate the chocolate bar and threw the envelope to a trash can nearby. Then, she kept following the subject, whose difference of heights between him and the small girl was even higher than his and Alessa’s. She kept following him to an area found almost to a corner of the bottom floor. It looked like a basketball field, but totally empty, and surrounded by bars as tall as several people at once, including a huge, closed gate. Finally, both of them stopped, and the boy felt the girl’s presence, who looked frankly adorable in his POV thanks to the absurd height difference. She was smiling as if she didn’t hate his guts] 
Guy: (To the girl) Oh, it’s you. You wanted somethin’?
Girl: (Fakes her voice to sound like a younger girl) Hewwo! I was soooo bored, so I stopped talking to the children. I wanted to talk with older people like you! Can we get closer to the door pwetty pwease?
[The guy couldn’t resist this girl’s bewitching techniques, and was struck by her cuteness, so he didn’t hesitate, while dumbly smiling to her]
Girl: (Childish) May I hold your hand, pwease?
[That poor fool lent his hand to the younger girl, and so they held hand while getting closer to the door. They were as far as possible from anybody to notice them]
Girl: (Smiles) Yay! I’m so happy that you listened to me!
[At this same moment, the girl stopped smiling, and fiercely pushed the boy against the bars, totally surprising him. Then, despite her small size, she managed to keep him totally still, only by using a single hand]
Girl: (Switches to her normal voice, angered) Now let’s get this over with if you don’t mind, you asshole.
[Then, she smiled again, but instead of her cutesy act, she dropped a killer smile, able to give that guy serious bad vibes, as he started to feel fear]
Girl: (Lowers the volume of her voice, as her tone become more psychotic) A little birdie who lives rent free in my eyes told me you’ve been mocking a gal from our classroom, y’know?
[The boy then became even more scared of this girl, who at the same time, grabbed him by his own T-shirt, while pushing him back again]
Girl: (Maintains her tone) Good heavens! Look at your T-Shirt! Kinda cool, yeah, but if you ever get tired of it, just say something you shouldn’t…
Girl: (Raises her voice) And I’ll gladly paint it red!
Guy: (Terrified) Y-You’re a psycho, you’re nuts!
Girl: (Laughs, in an even more psychotic fashion).  How ‘bout I kick yours? That’d be sick!
Girl: (Reveals fury) Nonetheless, being the other kind of sick YOURSELF has dragged down my friend’s mental sanity!
Guy: (Scared) W-Who the hell you spewing’ ‘bout?! 
Girl: (Furious) STOP PLAYING DUMB!
[The Girl dealt a knee blow to that boy’s stomach, which left him gasping for air, as a closer plane of him showed his mouth with traces of blood, as he coughed while covering with one hand. Unfortunately, he tainted his shirt while placing said hand towards the affected zone]
Girl: (With a killing stare) Look at you, a little bit more of strength and you’d be dead. Lucky you that I wasn’t on my dark side! Otherwise… You’d have tasted my unrestricted force…
Her puns aren’t even lifting the mood. Betsy, Craig, please, come here soon, because at this rate, she’ll…
Boy: (Weakened, yet scared) Who did I offend… as you say…? 
[The furious petite girl kept dragging the boy by his now tainted white shirt, as he was getting lower, and her face was closer to his]
Girl: (Furious) You KNOW I’m talking about Alessa! You, human trash! Your egotistic and mocking attitude has managed to bring her to her lowest!
[Now, she decided to throw a punch to that guy’s face, causing him to bleed at that moment, especially on the nose, leaving an unpleasant sight]
Girl: (Hateful) Your bullying has sunk her AGAIN into a bloody depression …
[This girl continued her brutal revenge by turning the boy around, still bleeding, extremely close to the gate’s bars. She was more furious than ever, about to do something way more violent than what she had displayed until now]
Girl: (Raises her voice) Are you feeling happy now, you asshole?! You made her LOSE her will to live!
Girl: (Thinks) Of course I had my suspicions when I accidentally saw under her skirt while going upstairs to our classroom, but I’m glad I was so behind her, because what I heard in that bathroom confirmed what I feared. She did hurt herself…
Girl: (Thinks, furious) And it’s all this Inhuman’s fault!
[The two-tone-haired girl smashed this man’s face against the gate’s bars, something violent enough to be masked by the back angle. Nonetheless, this caused severe injuries on said boy’s face, to the point where enough drop had already dropped to form a small puddle, as well as to stain the bars themselves, and the angle changed now to reveal the aftermath, leaving him with still-bleeding injuries across the face, including a cut, scared enough to having already broken down in tears]
Girl: (Incensed) That hurts, doesn’t it, scoundrel?! Don’t worry, these eventually heal… Unlike the psychological damage you’ve dealt to her! You’ll pay THE FULL PRICE for being such a bastard… YOU DAMN SCUM!
Mars’ voice: (Nervous) Let him go now! This is not the way!
[Mars had already arrived, as the bloody scene left a deep impression in her. Betsy and Craig were already there, so she instinctively covered her eyes, as a child of Betsy’s age shouldn’t be witness of such a violent scene. Needless to say, the redhead was the most worried about this]
Girl: (Growls, at Mars) Leave me the hell alone! These guys can’t be educated with words!
Mars: (Comes back at her aggressive answer) So, your example to others is to beat every single bully to a pulp. Especially when we have such a young girl as a common friend. Do you even know how unhealthy that is?!
Mars: As much as I hate that guys’ guts, I’m above his level.
Mars: (Challenges the girl) Or do you think you’re morally superior just because you’re set on staining your hands with the blood of those who bully others?
Mars: (Serious) If you truly don’t want to be a piece of trash, stop it already. You’ve already unleashed hell on Earth, and you know there’ll be consequences. Leave it before its flames scorch you…
Girl: (Shouts at Mars, on the verge of crying) HE’S DEEPLY HURT MY FRIEND!
[The tiny girl finally let him go, saving her final blow, while letting that bloodstained boy lying on the floor. Immediately, she ran away, while bitterly crying. Once she was out of frame, Mars uncovered Betsy’s eyes, while Craig just stood there, doing a classic 1000-yard stare]
Mars: (To Betsy) Even though what she did was absolutely atrocious, I ain’t hiding it. She really had fun beating ‘em up.  Had she approached him on her next Lunar phase, she would’ve straight up killed him.
Betsy: (On a positive approach) Well, at least no teacher saw this beatdown. And hey, maybe she’s actually right and he stops messing with Ale, don’t you think?
Mars: Betsy, didn’t you listen to what I said…?
Mars: (Comically scared) Oh, Lord, may this girl stray from the radical path my cousin’s got her in…
Betsy: (Shocked) I thought you weren’t religious?!
Craig: (Worried) The thing is not whether that jerk deserved it or not… But how we’ll help Ale. I think we should think of something, before things go… worse…
[The scene ended with a fade-out, as another one started to fade in. It showed Alessa’s face with an extreme close up. She was clearly annoyed, and had a cute band-aid on her formerly bruised cheek]
Alessa: (Annoyed) For fudge’s sake, I don’t get why’re you folks so insistent on going for a walk…
[The scene zooms out, and the whole group of friends, except for Mars’ cousin, were strolling around some sea port at the city. There wasn’t too much to see, except for roads, pedestrian crossings, and, of course, buildings]
Betsy: (To Mars) Hey, where’s your cousin?
Mars: She… decided that she wanted to stay home. She seems to be obsessed with that one horror visual novel from 2017, and wants to try and recreate every single sprite, that crazy woman…
Craig: (Whispers to Betsy) She totally got suspended for that massacre, I’m sure.
Betsy: (Whispers) Yeah, totally.
Surprisingly, she wasn’t…
Alessa: Hold your horses! That’s like 80-something anime drawings, not counting the glitch ones.
Craig: (To Alessa) Are you feeling any better?
Alessa: To be honest…
[Alessa holds Craig’s hand, something that made our classic paper boy blush, somehow, as he adopted a comically exaggerated expression of nervousness, as he covers his nose with the other hand]
Alessa: I’m hearing the sea, making lots of noise. Such a heavy noise…
[Craig’s disappointment was visible, in a cartoon y face while his tears fall in the most exaggerate way. He then goes really far behind and ducks, as he still drowns in his sorrow]
Betsy:  C’mon, let’s keep roaming around, okay?
[Suddenly, Mars noticed some bags put on a ramp that led straight to the sea. Nonetheless, at the ground, which was upper, there were many people staring at something, with some of them shouting as well, though unintelligible. Nonetheless, the waters were rough]
Mars: (Weirded out) I think someone’s got their bags on that ramp…
Alessa: (Slightly disturbed) Oh my God, is there a dead body…?
[Alessa went to the spot where the flock gathered. It had tens of people, and a few of them were already leaving as she got in. Mars and Craig followed her, and Betsy, fearing being left alone more than the people themselves, sighed, and jumped, landing exactly in between]
[Alessa went closer to the bars that protected the border from where people were staring, and managed to see an old man, who appeared to be unconscious. His aspect outed him as a homeless person, with worn out clothes, a long white bears, and a few dirty spots around where his skull would be. He was practically bald, and, despite his situation, he had a fairly robust body. The sight of this man shocked Alessa hard enough for her to recover her usual energy, due to the shock of the situation]
Alessa: (Shocked) Holy crap, there’s an old man down there…
[Suddenly, the man showed signs of consciousness, although he was barely able to move a single muscle, so he wasn’t able to keep himself safe. He was in a really bad state]
Alessa: (Worried, tries to draw everyone’s attention) Did somebody call an ambulance or something?!
[Suddenly, a young girl with green eyes, brown hair, a red skirt, brown tights, an average height, and a yellow shirt with drawing of donuts appeared from behind Alessa]
Brunette Girl: (To Alessa, uneasy) Honestly, Ale, none did in this dog-forsaken place.
[Alessa let out a little scream and turned around to see the girl. She was still as surprised as she saw her]
Alessa: (Surprised) Monica?!
Alessa: I thought you’d caught the flu! I didn’t see you in class last day!
[Monica let’s out a little cough]
Monica: (Chuckles) Well, I didn’t see you yesterday either in class!
Monica: Anyways, I think I caught a cold now, but I just wanted to enjoy a promenade for once.
Mars: I actually envy Craig right now; at this rate he’ll be the only one of us to get home Flu-less…
[Alessa pulls out her phone]
Alessa: (To Monica) You know what? I’m gonna call-
Craig: (Interrupts, while joking, in a squeaky high pitch) THE POLICE!
[Proving that Instant Karma is a thing, Craig was immediately hit by a shoe, which came from Alessa herself. After the blow, the shoe got back to her foot as if it were a surreal, wearable boomerang]
[Alessa dialed a certain phone number to call, as Craig, with literally no face, was trying to find where his paper eyes and mouth had gone. Finally, someone answered the call]
Alessa: (While calling) Hello? Is this the ambulance? See, there’s an injured old man at the port, at that ramp which goes to the sea…
Alessa: (Unamused) “Which ramp” what? The only freakin’ ramp out there?! Please, hurry up!
Monica: (To Alessa, thankful) Thank goodness you went here… My phone totally died, and with these… humans, it’s so impossible to do anything, no one will ever listen to me!
Monica: And, since no one’s gonna help, I’ll have to go and try to get that man out there…
[Monica came to that homeless man’s aid, using all of her strength to lift him up, barely being able to draw him very slowly towards the upper ground. As the water was behaving aggressively, it constantly splashed both of them. Despite her enormous efforts, she felt gratified, as she was slowly becoming successful in this rescue operation]
[Alessa, as well as the rest of the gang, got closer from the upper side. The blonde girl was smiling to Monica, who was still doing her best to get the man to safety. Everyone kept cheering for her loudly, except for Betsy, who was practically lip-syncing along them]
Alessa: (Cheers Monica) Let’s do this, Monica! You’ve got it!
[Suddenly, a slender, older rich man in his late 50s-early 60s approached Alessa. He wore the most stereotypical clothes a bald, rich man would have, including golden articles such as a gold bowtie, a monocle, and a shiny golden hat. He also had a fancy cane, as well as a white fur coat]
Rich man: (To Alessa, condescending to the homeless man) Don’t care that much about it, young girl. He’s just our local vagrant, see? It’s rules of nature on these lowly beings.
Alessa: (In Shock) What…?
[Suddenly, Alessa’s shocked expression turned into a raged one. Such was the rage that Betsy herself, known for her superhuman powers couldn’t help but feel terrified upon seeing her best friend’s wrath about to unleash. The blonde girl was so furious that a glimpse of her true eye color, which was an intense red, was caught by every single person staring at her]
Alessa: (Incensed) Listen up, sir! That “vagrant”, like you said, is a bloody human with a human life! AS VALUABLE as yours, and fortunately, that’s beyond your paying price!
Alessa: (Hateful) Do you even know where the hell you’ll be standing in about 2 years?! Maybe I’d be witnessing your net worth’s inevitable downfall!
Alessa: (Furious) And the worst thing is knowing that YOU PROBABLY have the audacity to do philanthropy shit while hating on those you claim to help!
Mars: (Proud, to Alessa, in an Australian Accent) Good on ya! Give ‘em hell, mate!
[Alessa, fed up with that guy’s apathy, growled in frustration. Driven by her anger, she stormed further away from the place, as the man finally broke down and threw a tantrum, as if he was a toddler]
The man: (While on a tantrum) I can do anything with my rich things! You won’t bring me down, you millennial!
Mars: (Coldly) Millennials are a bit older than us, and like us kids, value life more than you’ll ever will.
[Then, the group followed Alessa, with Betsy being surprisingly the last, as she showed a comical terrified face. Seeing teenagers raising their tones to jerks was indeed scary to her]
Betsy: (Trembles) Both Ale and Mars are so savage…
===Epilogue===
[The friend group was further, and a bit of time had passed, as nobody from the earlier crowd was gathered anymore]
Alessa: (Frustrated) Hot-Diggity-Damnit! Why are these people such a group of pains in the neck?! Of a gazillion of them, ONLY MONICA had enough empathy to try and save that man!
[Monica was seen at the same place from before, she still had a bit left before reaching a secure area to release the man]
Alessa: (To Betsy, still angry) You know what?! Screw this! When that damn ambulance finally comes here, MONICA AND I will tell EVERYTHING in detail!
Alessa: (With determination) I swear to my titles in the Rhythm game community that this man will get the help he needs!
[A few seconds Later, Alessa approached Monica, and helped her to get the homeless old man to a safe spot]
Alessa: (While looking at Monica) Guess we’re partners in justice, no?
[Time passed, and the sunset had begun. Monica was by the old man’s side, both of them finally sitting at a bench. She didn’t want to leave that man until the ambulance arrived]
[Somewhere nearby, Betsy was playing alongside Craig, on their Nintendo Switch consoles, as Mars was staring at Betsy’s screen]
Mars: (Energetic) Bam! Shock dodge!
[Finally, the ambulance arrived, changing once again the scene. Now, Monica was sitting with Alessa, only for a zoom out to reveal everybody of that friend group was sitting on the same comically long bench. There were lots of spots left, despite how many people there were]
Craig: I know this will sound pretty awkward right after this experience, but… Am I the only one hungry here?
[Suddenly, the same girl who beat a huge bully down to a pulp for Alessa and had the same aspect and attire from that day, came by. She was holding her tablet as if it were her newborn baby]
Girl: (To Mars, annoyed) Bro. Is it that hard to you to come back home in the time you gave?
Mars: (To the girl, teasing her) Silence, creature, for Alessa and Monica saved an unfortunate man.
Mars: And they really did.
Alessa: (Smiles warmly) That’s right…
Alessa: (Smiles back to Monica) And it’s all thanks to Monica…
[Monica smiles to Alessa as well, truly grateful to her]
Monica: (Smiles) Thank you so much, Alessa…
Monica: But I’d have never managed to do it without you. You’re a sweetheart.
Monica: (Totally Honest) And very valuable, great person.
Alessa: (Moved) Am I really…? I know I did something good for a person, but… Am I really valuable to others?
Monica: (Surprised) Why wouldn’t you be? Besides, we might not be as close as those two girls are to me, or to you. But I know when a kind soul is genuine. And that’s if they have befriended us.
[As Alessa broke in tears, hard to tell if stemming from sadness or joy, Monica pulled her tight in a sincere hug]
Monica: (Reassuring her) You wanna talk about what’s on your mind…?
From that moment, Alessa’s battle, while still hurting her soul, now could be controlled by asking some support units, courtesy of their friends…
[Now, the scene had changed again. The whole group of friends, including Monica, were at their usual spots in that secret recess area, except for the brunette, who’d rather stand up]
Alessa: Bro, can you believe it?! It was all a huge misunderstanding!
Her mom explained to her that what she had seen was not the product of a deadly disease, just an incredibly strong cough that slightly hurt her throat that day
Mars: (Giving Alessa a funny look) Oi, you game lady. Don’t you dare to let me on a cliffhanger.
Mars: What about the rest? Did you finally confess the devil thingy with your parents?
Alessa: Of course they know. In fact, they turned out to have their suspicions ever since… well, the thigh incident.
Alessa: Guess I’ll go back to therapy or something.
Alessa: (Annoyed) Hot-damn it, I hope I don’t have a DDR tournament on a therapy day…
And, about that guy who bullied Alessa because!
[Suddenly, the bully who got severely beaten-up days before, was finally at school. He was surprisingly well despite the crude injuries he had received, with no more than a broken arm. He was going upstairs, and crossed paths with the recess spot from the gang]
Girl: (Thinks) Damn, he’s tougher than I thought.
[Nonetheless, that boy saw Alessa, and remembered everything that happened because of him picking on her. He was obviously scared, something he maybe won upon himself]
Guy: (Terrified) I WANNA LIVE! Go away!
[As soon as he said those words, he ran in a comical, extremely fast fashion downstairs, tripping and rolling at extreme speeds until he got too far to be seen, in a surreal situation]
Alessa: (Weirded out) I’m glad that he’s finally let me be, but what the heck’s up with him?
[The girl who almost became his executor couldn’t hold her laughter]
Girl: (Bursts in laughter) HAHA, SUCK IT! Now you’re no more than a scaredy cat, bitch!
Alessa: (Suspicious) What happened between you two?
Girl: (Panics) Oh, crap…
And, even if Depression, as well as many other mental health issues are not something that goes out over the span of a week, but serious diseases that people should be taught of at schools, not only her, but anyone who has true friendships and family love can trust them to rely on them. She’s not alone anymore, neither anyone who suffers anything similar to her condition…
If you’re in need of help, even if you’re alone, there’ll be a moment where you won’t be so anymore. Everybody deserves happiness.
-End of the episode
|-|Trivia=
(Listed by order of appearance, cutting out the most obvious ones)
*There’s a Nintendo Gameboy at Alessa’s bed.
*In fact, Alessa’s room is somewhat Doctor Who themed, since her door is decorated as a blue British police cabin’s entrance, being this the exact form the TARDIS from the franchise adopts in the show.
*Judging by how Alessa and Betsy commentate the Game and the strawberries from it, they were presumably playing Celeste (Either Classic or the Full Celeste game)
*Craig’s costume from when he got angry at the bathroom was a nod to Jason Voorhees, the Main antagonist of The Friday the 13th’s series. He even mentions Crystal Lake, the location where the majority of the series take place.
*Craig’s mention of the Golden age of The Simpsons references a period during almost the totality of the 1990s, in which many fans consider the seasons from this period the peak of the show.
*The macabre pun that Mars’ cousin said during the beatdown of Alessa’s Bully was an obvious reference to The Force, the primal concept of the Star Wars franchise, as well as its Dark Side.
*The trending anime-themed horror game with glitches mentioned by Mars and Alessa is Doki Doki Literature Club, which was at its peak popularity between 2017 and 2018 (The latter year is when the first season of the show first takes place)
*Craig’s high-pitched reference to “The Police” mirrors a meme from the web series Mokey’s Show, where in several episodes, the character “Mommy” threatens the titular character Mokey with calling the Police on him, each time in a more absurd fashion.
*Mars says “Bam! Shock Dodge!” to Betsy while she plays with her console. This phrase is used often by a popular Mario Kart Wii youtuber named TWD98, who utters it when somebody uses the shock object to hit all the players but him because of any item or timing that can grant invincibility to him right during the period it happens.
|-|Author's notes=
Dear God, it’s been such a long ride just by doing this episode! The original version had been written in two days, but looking back it felt really lackluster, as if it were your average TikTok video to romanticize mental illnesses. I know I was 15 back then, but what the heck was I on about…
Anyways, I hope that, at least this version, which took me much longer to write because I heavily changed and rewrote the original one, was somewhat decent this time.
Now, what got in this writer’s little messed-up head to make such a radical tone shift for this new episode? Mainly the need to do something else. We are so used to making funny comical stuff for this series and other projects, but sometimes I just prefer to make something serious and more human. Besides, taking a Three-dimensional approach with our main characters is one of the core values of this show’s writing room…
I know that, perhaps, I made this episode quite dark and full of despair, but there’s so many people that suffer to this level, or even way worse, and the state of the world we live in gives us plenty of reasons to feel so as well. Despite that whole violent beatdown scene, and the severity of depression applied and the depictions of psychological bullying, the episode is actually meant to comfort as many people as possible, especially towards the end. It started on a dramatic note but ended up with the usual goofiness and a general feeling of hope. The ending is trying to say that, if you’re suffering, you’re not necessarily alone. Whether it’s in friends, family, or a therapist, not every single door to improvement is closed at once.
Hope that this episode tried to bring via the message. Hope that I can touch anybody’s feelings through the message it conveys.
I know it’s a bit cruel to make a double episode premiere and end it with such a serious topic, but at least there were some absurd and comical moments to avoid making such a tone shift so jarring.
And, about Mars, Monica, and whatever the heck’s the former’s cousin named, despite them debuting in such a different episode will have the opportunity to show you how well they fit in this funny universe as members of the main cast!
I hope you enjoyed the ride! And don’t worry! We’ll keep delivering a handful of laughs, at least most of the time!
See ya!
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