Script Edits and Eastereggs

## The Script('s)

This is just a page with all of the different drafts and edits, Showing off the work and eastereggs behind the scenes.

### First Chunk of Episode 1

Tw btw for people that don’t like swearing! And violence and abuse

As Oliver put on his vr headset that was connected to his computer he was sucked into the computer no trace of where he was sitting.U might ask how? He saw a ad to rlly get out of this world where u can never starve and it’s a place with adventure due to his abusive parents he definitely wanted to try it out.Back to where we were as Oliver felt his body change first his arms then his legs then his clothes then his height and then his face.He looks at his new surroundings oh where the fuck am I? Oliver says annoyed as he try’s to take off his vr headset but he grabs at nothing.He looks at a mirror in shock as he is a 7 feet tall guy with a mask with bunny ears and a comedy mask the mask is a deep purple and his clothes are tan with a black little bow he has light black pants and shoes are boots.As he observes his surroundings he noticed it’s kinda a silly kid theme with bouncy houses and mini playgrounds u see in daycares with tunnels.Then he stumbles upon a hallway with names on the doors and pictures as he looks at them one by one he then sees his name and his new appearance on the door frame.Oh? Oliver says as he slowly opens the door.Theres a bed with purple light purple walls with stars and a few paintings of him.How are there paintings of me? \*he asked suspiciously as he examined the room more with a few clothes a desk and a nightlight\* huh kinda like my old room but I had video games….\*he walks out closing his door\* hmmm… \*he walks down the hall and sees a door called the ringmasters office he walks in\* woah what’s this place?.???:dont u know how to knock as someone at the chair turns around revealing a person in a cloak u can’t see them except for a pair of eyes peering out from under the hood there eyes are a very dark shade of orange but Oliver is pretty sure he can see orange ears under that hood.well hi new fella am jack short for jack-o-lantern \*he takes off his hood his face is a pumpkin with its eyes and mouth carved out and he has skinny bunny ears he throws the cape off revealing him earring a bow and fur under it and he’s wearing a suit.am pretty cool looking ain’t I cuz u won’t stop staring jack says with a laugh as he puts on a top hat .oh..I uh! Oliver stutters over his words in shock that someone else is here.here let me show u the others they might wanna see u! Jack says with a chuckle as he grabs Oliver’s hand and skips down the hall.they go into this open room with a stage and he can see a few other people well not people more like him with the strange features.

(Writen by @Artist Samuel, Post found here)

#### Revision 1

Replays of catchy ads, a weirdly shaped toothbrush, and some conversations he’d overheard earlier, for example… What else?...Eh...

There isn’t much to think about anymore…

Oliver spun in his chair a little, watching the blurred scenery of his room pass by him.

His back ached from the unsteady crackling and shifting under him -the displacement of the seat from the base of the chair caused it to be considerably uncomfortable at times.

The spinning was slowing down now.

I mean, not like I really have to think about anything all of the time, being blank is nice sometimes as well.

He pushed off his desk, sending himself spinning again.

His moms voice shot up the stairs, her harsh words were unintelligible but he still got the point; just like anything she has to say, it’s meant to hurt.

Honestly, her profane insults might hurt worse than any physical injury he had ever obtained.

Thinking back to the biggest injury he’d ever had, actually made him feel better. Not because he got hurt, no, but it was back when his family was just that: a family.

Not the dysfunctional mess it was now.

His dad, absent.

His mom, abusive.

His sister, scared.

It wasn’t fair.

His intestines rupturing felt good compared to now.

His sister was 14 now, but she was still a toddler to him. He took her under his wing. Despite only being three years older than her, he still felt a sense of guardianship over her. Cheesy as it is, he vowed to protect her since the day she was born.

I mean, C’mon, how can you not love a baby?

Wait, wait. Don’t answer that, actually.

He picked up one of his trinkets, a small brass angel statue. It reminded him of his sister;

If you ever met her, you’d swear she was an  angel with her soft golden waves and jovial green eyes. She had a heart of glass…

but physically she’s made of brass of something, good gods! She hit hard and fast.

He scoffed. “I’m surprised  she hasn’t beat the shit out of mom yet.”

He rocked in his chair, It creak unhappily, threatening to collapse under him.

“OLIVER! GET YOUR ASS  DOWN HERE NOW, I’m NOT DONE WITH YOU.”

He looked over at his window, Contemplating jumping out and heading to his friends’ place for the day.

C’mon, Escaping the house at 8am?

He was thinking about it, already knowing he was going to because this place was unbearable when she gets started.

Her heavy-footed  steps began to ascend  the staircase.

“Yeah, nope.”

He kissed the little angel and set it back on his desk.

“Lov ya sis. I’ll be back later.”

He stood up, and stepped across his filthy room, sliding open and hoping out of the window.

—Scene cuts—-

(First revision by @StupidChildEater!!)