Asdanian Rhapsody

Asdanian Rhapsody is the seventh part of the Trailblaze Continuance chapter Banana Outrage: Battles Without Ninja and Humanity. It automatically begins after completing The Men Who Tread on the Monkey's Tail.
==Steps==
# Get rid of the annoying ash-vole Assistananas causing all the commotion
# Keep dealing with those pesky Assistananas... if there are any left
# Dig into the "outline" mentioned by the director bro
# Hit up Micah and Robin about what's next
# Round up people and throw a fudgin' party!
# Hit up March 7th and Montana! Let's chill together!
# Tell Robin to be ready to kick off the party
# Find a sweet spot and grab a mug of malt juice. The show is about to begin
==Gameplay Notes==
* This mission uses the Fate's Ensemble system, played from the perspective of Boothill. The game provides him for use as a Story character.
==Dialogue==
===Get rid of the annoying ash-vole Assistananas causing all the commotion===
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: Robin: Don't worry. Everything's fine now.
: Boothill: Oh wow, that's muddle-fudgin' fantastic news! As if I haven't already told you that the last few times...
: Boothill: There's no need for my head to be checked... let alone a consultation!
: March 7th: I mean, we needed an excuse for your behavior anyway... Surely insanity counts?
: Boothill: What are you even saying!?
: Robin: All hope is not lost yet. It looks like Dreamflux Reef is the enemy's real target.
: Robin: Everything that the both of you saw and heard at the Slumbernana Association is evidence enough. Thankfully, you managed to intervene in time and put a stop to their schemes for now...
: Micah: Even so, the current situation is still rather grim.
: Micah: Apologies, but I only bring bad news...
: March 7th: And good news too?
: Micah: I wish... But no, nothing of the sort.
: March 7th: Oh well, at least you didn't say "worse news"...
: Micah: The "conversion" is still in progress. The number of monkeys in Dreamflux Reef is still increasing, and I'm certain they used to be residents of the place.
: Robin: I sense the same. There is still a discordant static on Dreamflux Reef.
: Micah: Call it bewitchment or persuasion, the fact remains that such dissonance has indeed wrenched open the emptiness in people's hearts.
: Robin: I went to a few trustworthy Bloodhounds for help, asking them to eliminate any Assistananas that they come across. Looks like that's not helping the current situation...
: Robin: Mr. Micah, you know Dreamflux Reef the best among us. Do you have any suggestions?
: Micah: We're in a race against time, so I'll dispense with the formalities.
: Micah: In Dreamflux Reef, there are still Assistananas working in secret, searching all over the place for residents who haven't been turned into monkeys and pushing them into that abyss. If the both of you are willing to aid us, it'll buy us more time.
: Micah: As for Miss Robin... you may just be the key to resolving this crisis.
: Micah: But if we were to ask for your help, we have to be prepared for the worst-case scenario where the boundary between Dreamflux Reef and The Family will no longer exist. I... will need your promise regarding the future of this place.
: Robin: I understand... In that case, please go ahead with your plans first, Mr. Boothill and Miss March 7th.
: Robin: Before you wrap up your business, we will have made our decision too.
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;(Talk with Micah again)
: Micah: I'm only hesitating so much because this is going against Dreamflux Reef's principles.
===Keep dealing with those pesky Assistananas... if there are any left===
;(Approach Montana)
: March 7th: Montana! W—Wait up... Watch out!
;(Begin battle against , )
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;(After the battle)
: Montana: March...?
: March 7th: Good thing you haven't been converted!
: March 7th: See? Those things are not—
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: March 7th: Hey, I'm not done yet!
: March 7th: We can't leave her alone! I'll meet up with you later. This isn't me running away from a fight, okay?
: Boothill: Pfft. I wouldn't have thought that until you said it.
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;(Investigate the dancing Slumbernana Monkeys)
:It appears that someone is already one step ahead.
:However, whether the hunt will restore the residents to normalcy remains an uncertain question.
;(Investigate the defeated Assistanana and BananAdvisor)
:There are no indications of a fierce battle in the area. They must have been swiftly defeated, losing everything that defines them.
:Do Bloodhounds possess such overwhelming power in the presence of the Assistanana? This scene raises doubts.
;(Investigate the Slumbernana Monkey beside the Assistanana)
:The little monkey stands silently next to the fallen Assistanana, its cries devoid of recognizable emotions.
:Do any traces of mourning linger in its simple and regressed brain? This may forever remain a mystery.
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;(Approach Mr. Reca)
: Mr. Reca: Being able to see an actor who isn't a monkey... fills me with such joy.
: Mr. Reca: This scene would be overly monotonous otherwise.
: Mr. Reca: Though I too find this way of making my entrance rather excessively deliberate, we're not blessed with the luxury of time...
: Mr. Reca: What's a little blatant engineering in the opening sequence, won't you agree?
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: Boothill: Who are you? Robin's people? No... You're a Memokeeper.
: Mr. Reca: Keen intuition, but that layer of my identity isn't important. I am only here because of my fastidiousness toward the theatrical arts.
: Boothill: What in forkin' hell are you trying to say?
: Boothill: I was planning to tell you to stay away from this place, but you're being so annoyingly pretentious that you're better off turning into a monkey. At least you'd be less noisy then.
: Mr. Reca: You may think that I popped up out nowhere — and yes, you can attribute that to a lack of foreshadowing. I wouldn't have approved such a sloppy sequence in usual cases.
: Mr. Reca: Yet, for the sake of this film, I am willing to forgo some of my standards to offer some tiny clues to you and the other Ranger.
: Boothill: Oh, Rappa sent you? No wonder you're talking in that same convoluted manner.
: Mr. Reca: At present, there is an obvious way to save Dreamflux Reef. As long as The Family steps into the picture, resolving the mutation that's occurred here would be a piece of cake. However, this is not a solution that the masses may be willing to accept.
: Boothill: You think too little of the people here.
: Boothill: They gave up on those sweet dreams out there just so they can be true to themselves. You reckon such people would grovel at the feet of The Family over a mere crisis?
: Mr. Reca: Yes, Mr. Micah thinks the same. But that perseverance of theirs isn't going to save Dreamflux Reef. I don't wish for this film to develop into a tragedy either.
: Mr. Reca: If the residents of Dreamflux Reef hope to tide over the crisis without The Family's help, they will have to sing their very own song of Harmony. This is why I'm here.
: Mr. Reca: I have prepared a big gift for all of you — The "outline" for the next act. You'll see once you open it.
: Boothill: And why should I believe you?
: Mr. Reca: I am the director of this film as much as I am an actor in it. When it comes to the last scene that I will appear in...
: Mr. Reca: There's no reason for me not to seek perfection.
===Dig into the "outline" mentioned by the director bro===
;(Talk to Mr. Reca, optional)
: Mr. Reca: Truth be told, I do not find the way I entered the act to be satisfactory, but I believe your acting will make this scene better.
;(Investigate the gift box)
: Boothill: Ha, I knew it. There's no way the lil' fudgehead will come right out and say what he actually means.
: Boothill: Let's see just what you're up to then.
:Before opening it, he has many speculations—
:He also believes that no matter what he sees, he can maintain his usual contempt and mock the other for his trickery.
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: Boothill: This is...
: Boothill: ...
: Boothill: Ha... Hahahahahahahahahaha...
: Boothill: Darn right, he is! That muddle-fudger does know what he's talking about. Nothing else can beat this if the people of Dreamflux Reef have to come together to sing their song of Harmony!
: Boothill: Time to go back to that singing queen! Forkin' hell, this place totally ain't shabby enough to ask The Family for help!
===Hit up Micah and Robin about what's next===
;(Approach Robin and Micah)
: Robin: ...
: Robin: I understand. I'll try my best, Mr. Micah.
: Boothill: Alright there, hold your horses! What do y'all have so far?
: Robin: Oh, it's you Mr. Boothill... How are things outside?
: Boothill: Same ol' sorry sight. Not that I miss it.
: Micah: Have we really come to this...?
: Boothill: What's do you mean, pardner? Am I going to have to start learning how to greet The Family now?
: Micah: ...
: Micah: On the contrary, that's something that will never happen in Dreamflux Reef.
: Micah: At the end of the day, I'm just Dreamflux Reef's Night Watch... not its leader. I'm loath to interfere with people's right to choose.
: Boothill: Choose? Don't tell me you believe they chose to become monkeys?
: Micah: That's exactly my point. These are people who seek their true selves. I don't believe they would seek happiness by erasing their individuality.
: Micah: But I won't stop them from heading towards destruction... as long as they made the decision with a clear head.
: Boothill: Hah, that's my boy!
: Micah: If there are people who aspire to become monkeys, I won't deny them of that dream.
: Micah: But I hope Miss Robin would at least give them that right to choose once again.
: Robin: There is indeed a way to resolve the impending crisis without drawing The Family's eyes to Dreamflux Reef.
: Robin: We know the tuning of Harmony can erase the static noise. If the people of Dreamflux Reef are willing to follow my lead in singing a Charmonic tune together, we may be able to erase the heinous noises reverberating around Dreamflux Reef.
: Robin: But knowing how a number of residents here view The Family... It won't be easy for the plan to work.
: Micah: More importantly, if The Family's tunes become the only song left on Dreamflux Reef... We would've survived the crisis, but Penacony's only land of freedom would also cease to exist.
: Boothill: Bah, just have every sound and voice come together in a single song! Listen. I have a fudgin' brilliant idea!
: Boothill: Come with me, singing queen! Whether it works or not depends on how much of a deviant you are.
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: Boothill: You ready for it? Now this is the only way to get everyone in Dreamflux Reef to sing together...
: Robin: This...
: Boothill: Need I say any more?
: Boothill: Don't tell me that you've been so used to your classy posh instruments that this thing is beneath you.
: Robin: No, that's not it... I know a thing or two regarding everything related to tunes.
: Robin: But... this really is absurd.
: Robin: ...
: Robin: Perhaps an absurd crisis calls for an equally absurd solution.
: Boothill: That's the way. Leave the rest to me. I'll make sure to get everyone we need.
: Boothill: Some people saved their world by giving a dance, and some people defeated their enemies by crying... It's finally our turn now!
: Boothill: Got a crisis? Throw a party, yee-haw!
===Round up people and throw a fudgin' party!===
;(Talk to Robin again, optional)
: Robin: Perhaps an absurd crisis calls for an equally absurd solution.
;(Talk to Anxious Citizen)
: Boothill: Howdy, partner! What's wrong, pals? Ooh, that's one distressed look you have there! Haven't been swiggin' enough, eh?
: Anxious Citizen: Shut up, cowboy. Enough snide remarks. Come over and help us out.
: Boothill: Oh? That's exactly what I'm here for! Here, head over to this place and just wait for it.
: Boothill: Hah, I called it, didn't I? Who needs all that brain when swingin' around on the dance floor solves things just the same?
: Monella: A cowboy? Oh, right... the same guy as the other time! Could Miss Robin be...?
: Monella: Come with me, everyone! I think he might just be making some sense!
: Anxious Citizen: Monella, why are you...
: Anxious Citizen: Never mind. What's one more loony to the count? Let's go see what's going on then.
;(Talk to Anxious Citizen again, optional)
: Monella: It's Miss Robin, in the flesh! I knew it...
: Anxious Citizen: What do you know? Now's not the time to be a fan. How's this place even going to be a shelter?
: Boothill: Patience, pal. Wait till the crowd starts spilling in. That's when it'll happen.
;(Listen to Micah, optional)
: Micah: ...That's right. I'm not trying to persuade anyone, or offering a suggestion while standing on high ground.
: Micah: I'm simply offering an option that has never crossed your minds. It's your choice if you want to give up on saving yourselves.
: Boothill: He's getting the hang of it. Guess I'll just stay out of it then.
;(Talk to Callous Citizen)
: Boothill: Snap out of it, cowpokes! There's a big party going on over there, and it's lit as fudge. Why don't you go check it out?
: Callous Citizen: Micah already told us about it. Chiming in on The Family's harmonic tunes? You best get the hell out of my face!
: Boothill: Sheesh, isn't that one of my lines? But sure, if you prefer it this way...
: Boothill: I know I'm being a lil' demanding here, but get your hide parts over to that party right now and save your home, or I'll make sure to dedicate an elegy for every one of you!
: Callous Citizen: You...
: Boothill: Never seen a thug before? I'm not Micah. Wanna try me and my gun?
: Callous Citizen: What's going on...? Are fellow humans more dangerous than those monkeys now?
: Callous Citizen: Fine, we'll go to the party. Just... keep that gun of yours away.
;(Talk to Callous Citizen again, optional)
: Boothill: Oh ho, you sure turned obedient here. So, how do you like this party, pal?
: Callous Citizen: What? Are you here to watch over my shoulder now?
: Boothill: Pfft. That singing queen's gonna put up a once-in-a-lifetime performance. You bet I'm not missin' it.
: Boothill: I'll do anything to catch the opening. Make sure you don't miss it too!
===Hit up March 7th and Montana! Let's chill together!===
;(Talk to Montana and March 7th)
: Boothill: My, my, my, look who's here!
: Montana: ...
: March 7th: Ahh... I've been looking for you all day!
: Boothill: Hmm, should I believe that or not...
: March 7th: Oh, alright then! I'll just take half the credit for those Assistananas we took out earlier.
: Boothill: Yeah, that's also just "half" of the whole lot.
: March 7th: Huh? So that's why nothing's going back to normal! C'mon, we need to hurry.
: Boothill: No need for that. We've got a new plan now. How did it go with her? Convinced?
: Montana: ...
: Montana: I—I'll help out wherever possible.
: Boothill: Jeepers! How'd you get through to her? Mashed her Assistanana to pulp?
: Montana: March explained everything to me. I wasn't really influenced by the Assistananas... It was something else.
: March 7th: Anyway, it's not your fault. Those bananas are incorrigible! Preaching about how having nothing is best... More like they wouldn't be able to control a single human if none of us thought that way.
: Boothill: Say whatever they like. They're nothing but smashed fudges once I put my bullets into them.
: Boothill: Everything ironed out between you two now? Follow me then.
===Tell Robin to be ready to kick off the party===
: March 7th: Wow... Everyone's here!
;(Talk to Robin and Micah)
: Boothill: Hah! What was it you said? Who in their right mind would sing in a choir in this era?
: Boothill: Not when you tell them there's a party. That's when people come flockin'.
: March 7th: What? A party?
: Robin: You're back, Mr. Boothill.
: Robin: We wouldn't have this turnout if it wasn't for Mr. Micah.
: Robin: Most of them are unwilling to trust me, much less the power of Charmony. But... they chose to put their faith in Mr. Micah.
: Micah: I think it's less about believing me than them not wanting to give up on this place.
: Micah: Everyone's got something they want to prove. It's the first time Dreamflux Reef has ever had a way to overcome difficulties on our own, without relying on The Family.
: March 7th: So, what exactly are you gonna do?
: Micah: You're likely to find it... a little unbelievable. I still can't wrap my head around how I actually agreed to this. I must be crazy.
: Boothill: What's so scary about that!? I have to do something crazy every once in a while. THAT keeps me from really going nuts.
: Boothill: Alright, let's get the party going! Once the hype is at its peak, I'm gonna treat everyone to a drink! Heh, I'm starting to like you guys now.
: Micah: Thank you in advance, Mr. Boothill, but I'd like to remind you on behalf of Jessie that your seven cups from before haven't been paid yet.
: Micah: But I'm willing to take care of that bill, of course.
: Robin: I've hosted several acting gigs in the past, but this is the most unusual of the lot. Will it really work?
: Boothill: Don't overthink it, singing queen. Let me tell you something funny. I'm sure you can tell I've been through some modifications on my body. When I just started out as a cyborg, my memory module fizzled out every so often. And I didn't even mess with it.
: Boothill: The doctor told me to note things down if they were important, and she'd look up some possible causes before coming to fix me up a few days later.
: Boothill: Guess what? I muddle-fudgin' noted things down for several days straight! And that's when it hit me: I was remembering too much crap! That's why my memory module kept shutting down on me.
: Robin: Is there a reason you're telling us this?
: Boothill: Hah! Yea, and it's simple.
: Boothill: I'm telling you that it's not yourself you have to trust, but them.
: Boothill: Everyone here has a perfectly functional memory module. They didn't develop such robust brains to forget everything and become monkeys!
: Boothill: So, you in?
: Robin: Yes, let's get this party started.
: Boothill: What was it again? An absurd solution to an absurd crisis? I won't call it that.
: Boothill: It's only right for Dreamflux Reef's song to be untamed and free!
: Boothill: Go get the party started, singing queen—
: Boothill: No, I should call you "DJ queen" instead!
===Find a sweet spot and grab a mug of malt juice. The show is about to begin===
: Boothill: Let's go, Nameless gal. Or you can go grab a seat by yourself.
;(Take a seat)
: Mr. Reca: Beautiful, excellent... Music can really bring a film to life...
: Boothill: Holy forkeroni! Aren't you writing off your character?
: Mr. Reca: I am, that's why I am watching this scene as a director instead of an actor.
: Mr. Reca: I can't wait to hear for myself how this song of Harmony is going to turn out.
: Mr. Reca: Sometimes I get hit by sudden hunches that a great film is in the making. More often than not, these tend to be just scenes from different groups of people that are then edited together.
: Mr. Reca: Most of the characters in this film aren't what you would call protagonists. You don't really get to see full character arcs on them, but they still have a light in their hearts that can save humanity's soul.
: Mr. Reca: What do these people really need when they have lost everything? Guidance of the wise? Or aid from the strong?
: Mr. Reca: I'd say neither. All they need is a camera to capture them. That's when others would be able to see the most wonderful show in the entire universe.
: Boothill: Bah, don't make things sound so complicated, director pal! If you were to ask me...
: Boothill: Fork it, that's exactly what *life* is!
: Mr. Reca: Mmm... It's the prelude. Can you hear it?
: Mr. Reca: "Those lesser thirds so plaintive, sixths diminished, sigh on sigh."
: Mr. Reca: "Told them something? Those suspensions, those solutions—'Must we die?'"
: Mr. Reca: "Those commiserating sevenths—'Life might last! we can but try!'"
: Micah: So, Miss Robin, is there anything else I can do?
: Robin: I'm alright now. You don't have to accompany me any further. The butterflies that I felt from before are all gone now.
: Micah: Is that because you're starting to get into the mood for the party early?
: Robin: No, that's not it. I just... realized something I've never noticed before.
: Micah: Oh?
: Robin: Everyone expected my life to change after going through something huge like that.
: Robin: But... that's not the case. I still haven't found a better answer regarding birds and flight.
: Robin: Even when something comes to my mind, I still need a lot of time to deliberate on it and try various ways to prove it...
: Robin: I believe my brother must be doing the same right now.
: Micah: Are you going to change yourself from today?
: Robin: Not exactly. It's just when I think about what's going to happen next, it dawns upon me that hymns tend to require a devoted heart and demand the choir to sing in unison...
: Robin: But on the dance floor, there's no need to conform or impose a certain standard for everyone to follow. Even if everyone is different, they will still appear the same.
: Robin: Perhaps Harmony was never about its audience, but about the light it provides. Much like how we see it now...
: Robin: There are more choices for the people than singing "in unison." Even if they were to contribute their own differing sounds, these can be strung together... That's what it means to "tune." I believe our song of Harmony will be able to embrace even discordant sounds.
: Robin: I will bring forth Dreamflux Reef's very own sound.
;(Cutscene plays)
::Mr. Reca: Yes, yes, more.
;(Cutscene ends)
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: Mr. Reca: Finally, all preparations leading up to the climax are in place.
: Mr. Reca: Let us welcome, with bated breath, the beatific final act!
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:Switching to Trailblazer's POV...
:When you have a chance to make a choice, make one that you know you won't regret.
==Trivia==
* The name of this mission is a reference to the song "."
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