#basil wise

[goosefightrobinmayor]

Another July bit. They’re real fun to write but what can you expect for the author insert chara

I got listening to some sad music, so I wanted to write a good-bye. Context: Basil and his new frog friends and his roommate have just come to a kind of magical barrier in the forest on the way to Basil’s home. The frogs and former frog can step through, but July can’t.

JULY: You're not ever coming back, are you?

Basil looks to Henry, who looks away.

BASIL: I don't think so. I’m going to either save Frogdom and take my place my place as Prince again or...

He trails off. July inhales, sniffs, and kneels down.

JULY: Henry, my dude, you gotta watch his back.

HENRY: With my very life.

BASIL: Thank you for everything, July.

July stands up.

JULY: Thank you for paying your rent.

Basil puts his palm on the side of July's face. JULY: Ugh? OK.

BASIL: This is a frog gesture of affection. It means that I have deep love and respect for you.

JULY: Weird, but alright.

July hugs him.

BASIL: Oh!

JULY: And this is a human gesture of affection.

BASIL: Interesting? I think I like foot-putting better.

July laughs and withdraws, and wipes a tear from their eye.

JULY: Goodbye, Naveen. And good luck.

BASIL: Naveen?

July shrugs.

JULY: I still don't know your true name. Was I close?

Basil smiles wistfully.

BASIL: Pretty close.

He steps through. The frogs bow to July, and hop through themselves.

[goosefightrobinmayor]

Soz I got nothing new- I just started on CampNanowrimo so I’ve been kind of focused on this.

So I’ll just share this old sketch from when I first started The Human Prince, which is what I’m going be focusing on this month. Also here’s this old bit of prose which was the first I wrote for the concept

Since then I’ve decided to turn it into a screenplay.

“You are a very ugly human.”

“Well of course, I am human,” the human said.

“But even among humans, you’re ugly,” Demi said.

“Oh,” the human looked down.

“You have much too much hair,” Demi said.

“Humans are hairy.”

“Not all humans.  You know George Knowles?  His head is shiny.”

“I bet he’s hairy elsewhere.  Humans are miserably hairy.”

“He must be,” Demi reasoned, “he covers most of his body with clothes.  He must be ashamed.”

“Most humans are, I think.”

“Fine.  But you have an unusual volume of hair.”

Human pinched some of his hair.  The hair was long and reached past his shoulders, and more hair grew from his chin, too, like it did on some humans, “I really do.”

“And your eyes are small, and too close together, even for a human.”

The human frowned, “I was hoping you wouldn’t notice my eyes.”

“How can I not?  You’re looking at me.  And you have teeth.”

“I do,” he said apologetically.

“Not only to you have teeth, but they’re very large, and your mouth seems too small for them.”

“I feel quite the same way!”

“You have a nose that’s pointed.”

He touched it, “It’s pretty bad, isn’t it?”  He sighed, “I must be the ugliest of humans.”

“You are,” Demi said, having known many humans in her life, “but you speak frog, and no human can do that,” she hugged the yellow rubber ball the human had retrieved for her, “and you did help me get my toy back.  So thank you.”

“It’s a pleasure,” a human said, “I want to serve the frogs of the world.”

“How very noble of you,” Demi said, “what is your name?”

“It’s- radio.”

“Radio is your name?”

“No, not radio- I meant to say- toaster.”

“Ah, nice to meet you, Radio Toaster.  I’m Demi, the Blue Devil Frog.”

Radio Toaster had both his hands on his face, “You don’t understand, Demi.  I keep trying to say it but I can’t seem to say my name.  It must be because of the the- vacuum cleaner.”

“What about a vacuum cleaner?”

Radio Toaster let his hands drop, “Nothing,” he said weakly, “you’re right- Radio Toaster is my name.”