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ask-beacons-finest · 5 years ago

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Pokeverse!Yang, sitting outside in front of her home on the front steps, her Ursaring sitting down on the ground leaning back with its head between her legs, scratching its ears and speaking in a cutesie voice while occasionally giving a peck of a kiss onto its forehead: Awwwwhhh!!!! Who's my big handsome fella??? You are!!! You arrrreeeee!!! My big strong boy!!! You got all the big big muscles lookit yoooou!!!! Lookit that adorable wittle face!!!! That big goofy smile lookit you!!!!

Pokeverse!Yang, glancing up at the sound of footsteps, her face brightening up as she jumps up and over Ursaring: Babe!!! You're finally here!

Pokeverse!Ren, stumbling back a bit at the force of Yang's hug, chuckling a little as he hugs her back, complete with a kiss to the cheek: Hey, sorry it took so long. Someone needed help at the Gym. How're you?

Pokeverse!Yang, placing her hands on Ren's cheeks, pulling him forward for a prolonged cheery kiss before letting him go: Now? I'm wonderful!

Pokeverse!Ren, with a red face: O-Of course, I'm feeling wonderful now too! So um, are you ready for our-

Pokeverse!Ren, finally noticing Ursaring standing behind Yang, glaring at him with a cold and emotionless look: ...o-...our date?

Pokeverse!Yang, oblivious: Yes!!!! Yes I am so ready, how do I look?

Pokeverse!Ren, still maintaining horrified eye contact with Ursaring: You look beautiful...like always...

Pokeverse!Yang, excitedly gripping hold of Ren's hand: Awwwwh babe! You're gonna make me blush! But hey one sec okay? I gotta say bye to-

Pokeverse!Yang, surprised to see Ursaring mere inches behind her as she turns around, now looking to her with a very sweet expression: Awwwh! Hey buddy! I'm gonna head out with Ren for a bit okay? You stay home and have fun! Toodles!

Pokeverse!Yang, with a quick peck on the pokemon's cheek she turns around and happily holds onto Ren's arm as they walk off: Ugh. I'm so happy we're able to finally go on a date, just us.

Pokeverse!Ren, nervously glancing back at the glaring pokemon: ...yeah...me too...me too.

#rwby #yang xiao long #team jnpr #lie ren #sunflowyr #pokemon #pokemon!au

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twerkstallion · 8 years ago

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Demolition derby

Road to the Races demolition derby clip transcript. This took 3 hours altogether.

(SPOILERS UNDER CUT!)

Key:

unintelligible/not definite is labeled with a question mark

Character: dialogue

*sound/action*

(description)

(unintelligible/ not sure/guess ?) *not sure?* unable to guess=(?)

Transcript:

*folksy county music plays over a chattering crowd, beeping car horns*

McQueen: (presumably to himself) alright, no more straight lines, just a good old-fashioned old-

Roscoe: hey now! You that out-of-towner?

McQueen: (awkwardly) uh, yes! That’s me, Chester Whipplefilter!

Cruz: (out of nowhere) and I’m Frances Beltline!

McQueen: (angrily, hushed) Cruz, what are you doing!?

Cruz: I’m your trainer! I’m gonna track your speed from the infield…. ‘Whipplefilter’.

McQueen: fine, just, stay out of the way.

McQueen: (normal volume) excuse me sir, where are the other racers?

Roscoe: awwwh, they’ll be 'long. We always let our guests start… right up front.

*dramatic music (Richard Strauss +space odyssey)* *crowd chattering and cheering*

Announcer: welcome y'all to Thunder Hollow Speedway for tonight’s edition of: crazy eight!!!

*timed explosions* *electric guitar starts playing*

McQueen: (softly) did they say crazy eight!? (Something surprises him) woah!!

Announcer: racefans!! It’s time to meet tonight’s challenger!!

*sirens and engine noises*

Racer: have a nice trip! (?)

Racer: protect and swerve!!

*many engines speed by* *racers jeering and laughing*

McQueen: Cruz!! This isn’t what I thought it was. C’mon, follow me and we’ll slip out!

*rattling fence, the click of a lock*

Roscoe: rule number one! Gate closes, you race.

*spray paint*

Cruz: (voice starting to fall apart) WAIT, no no no! I’m not a racer!!

Roscoe: rule number two, last car standin’ wins! And rule number three: no cursing! It’s family night.

McQueen: uh excuse me sir-

Cruz: (panicked) wait, NO, I’m just a trainer!!!

*racer honks horn* *engine sounds and guitar continue*

Announcer: and make way for the undefeated crazy 8 champion, (?) of demolition, MISS, FRITTERRRRRR!!!!

*truck horn*

Miss Fritter: boo! (cackles happily) lookie here boys, we got ourselves a coupla rookies. (To McQueen:) I’m gonna call you, 'muddy britches’, and you (to Cruz, sing-songy) lemonade.

Racer: hey, neither one of em has a single dent!

Fritter: OH! I’m gonna fix that!! (Wheezes, cackles happily)

Announcer: alrighty everybody!!

Crowd: LETS!! GO!! RACING!!

*air horns* *engine noises*

Fritter: I’M ABOUT TO (?)

McQueen: oof!

*crowd cheering* *thudding*

McQueen: Cruz!

*close on McQueen’s engine*

McQueen: (yelling) CRUZ!! What are you doing?!?! You’ve gotta keep moving!!

Cruz: (panicked yelling) I shouldn’t be out here!!!

McQueen: move, Cruz, move!!!

Cruz: GAAAAh! I can’t steer!!!

McQueen: turn right to go left, turn right to go left!!!!

Cruz: (screaming) that doesn’t make any sense!!

McQueen: turn right to go leeeftt!!!

*racers all around them*

Racer: woo-hoo!!!

*crashing noise, broken glass showers*

McQueen: woah!!

*Fritter laughing*

*squealing tires and roaring engines*

Racer: hey Betty!

Racer: oh hey Bill!

McQueen: ah!

*McQueen screaming* *engine sounds* *truck horn*

*Fritter laughing*

*crashing sounds*

Racer: woo-hoo!!

*another racer laughing* *smashing glass*

Racer: nice day for a drive huh??

Racer: how ‘bout you stay outta my waaaay!!!

*racers yelling to each other* *more crashing and exclamations*

Racer: HEy! I’m drivin’ here!

*variety of engine noises, each unique* *more crashing*

Racer: lookit my new hat!!!

*McQueen screaming distantly* *smashing glass* *racer hollering*

Racer: HAHAHA! I’m flying!

Crowd member: I got it!!

*close on McQueen*

McQueen: Cruz!

*smashing glass*

Racer: weee-woo weee-woo (ambulance imitation)

*smashing glass* *someone exclaims*

Racer: (hey buddy! Move it!)??

Cruz: (presumably to herself) right to go left, turn right to go left-

*tire burnout sound*

Cruz: no, nononO AAA-

*Fritter screeches with laughter* *racer yells in fear*

Fritter: HERE I COME BOI

Same racer: no no no no!- OOF

*shrieking and crashing, broken glass* *engine noises vanish, the electric guitar trails off on a long note, the sound of fwooshing flames*

*Engine revs (Cruz?)* *electric guitar picks up again, switches being clicked*

Announcer: BUCKLE UP EVERYBODY- IT’S FRITTER TIME!!

*crowd roars in approval, air horns*

Crowd: (chanting) FRITTER! FRITTER! FRITTER! FRITTER!

Racer: (?) Miss Fritter?

Fritter: oh yeah! Your license plate’s gonna look real nice in my collection!

*truck horn*

Cruz: oh boy!

*engine revs*

McQueen: (classically,) Oh no…

Fritter: (?) street sign!

McQueen: (panicked) CRUZ!!!

*squealing tires, engine accelerating*

*clang, then metallic whirring noise, AKA Miss Fritter’s deadly razor stop sign activating*

*McQueen’s engine roaring*

McQueen: (growling) rrraaahh!!!

Fritter: (?) woahwoah, oh!

*guitar stops, drum riff* *crunch of metal hitting earth*

*Fritter and McQueen grunt simultaneously*

*guitar trails off* *another thud*

Announcer: oh my gracious, Miss Fritter’s down!!!

Crowd: (all gasp)

McQueen: (straining) rrrrh!!

*engine revs 5 or so times*

Fritter: nobody touches him

*someone gasps quietly*

Fritter: He! Is! MINE!

*dramatic pause*

Announcer: (shrieking) ….Y’ALL GONNA DIE, WHIPPLEFILTER!!!

*drums and guitar jump back to life*

*Fritter’s chains rattling*

Announcer: Miss Fritter’s workin’ to get upright!

Fritter: (grunts)

*thud, the theatre audience screams* *McQueen struggling in the background?*

Fritter: you would like to feel the WRATH, of the lower (?) county (?) SCHOOL DISTRICT!!

*truck horn*

*cymbals crash and the clip ends, the theatre audience collectively groans “awwwwwwwhhh…”*

#cars 3 #pixar cars #cars fandom #transcript

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