let’s get back to Duff and Bree. their brains may have just been violated, but they’re still people who deserve a voice.

You mean, [Characters] in need of development.

no, you FUCKING puppet master. people with a voice.

That expletive was unnecessary.

no it FUCKING wasn’t. i’m FUCKING angry and i can say whatever the FUCK i want.

You’re adding an element of trashiness to the work, one which degrades its value and meaning.

that’s nice.

Bree: i’m sorry for trying to turn you into a bug.

Duff: what did you just say?

Bree: that’s my superpower!

Duff: that is messed up. extremely so.

Bree: i like bugs.

Duff: i do not. not in the slightest.

Bree: but spiders are cute!

Duff: no, they are not. they are disgusting, vile creatures.

Duff: why would someone have such a twisted ability? you would need a wretched, deviant mind to even conceive of such a power.

Bree: i’m hungry.

—==—

a bit of silence passes.

Duff: okay. i am as well.

Bree: let’s go get some food!

Bree hops off the couch and runs to the nearest door. Duff follows, and they open the door to find two huddled figures sitting on a couch.

….

this next part is way to actiony. i’ll leave it to [Uppercase].