#boogly

This week, I'm showing off all the mixes that involve the Medivals. We're starting off with Cammilot and Boogly.

Setting: A dimly lit, upscale-looking cardboard box lined with velvet scraps. Boogly is chewing on a glow-in-the-dark tooth polisher when Snobby wanders in, nose—or rather, snout—held high in the air.

Snobby: (Trips over a discarded bottle cap because his hair is covering his eyes. He quickly recovers and brushes off his scarf.) "Hmph. Snobby finds this establishment... dreadfully pedestrian. Is there no concierge in this hovel?"

Boogly: (Stops polishing, his one large eye blinking in confusion. He scuttles closer, tilted head.) "Boogly? Who you? You look like... Boogly in mirror, but with messy hair and funny gloves."

Snobby: (Gasps, clutching his chest.) "A fan! How predictable. Yes, Snobby is aware that he possesses a certain... je ne sais quoi. But please, curb your enthusiasm. Snobby does not give autographs to the common Glowkies."

Boogly: (Sniffs Snobby’s beret.) "You smell like... fancy dirt. Why you talk like Boogly? You steal Boogly’s voice? Boogly need that to complain about things!"

Snobby: (Adjusts his beret loftily.) "Snobby does not 'steal.' Snobby refines. And Snobby speaks in the third person because Snobby is much too important for a mere 'I.' It is a mark of high intellect!"

Boogly: (Scratches his head with a claw.) "Boogly do that too! Does that mean Boogly is... a genius?"

Snobby: (Pauses, looking genuinely stumped for a second.) "Well... if Snobby does it, and you do it... then... yes! We are clearly the two most brilliant minds in this room. Though Snobby is clearly the more fashionable one."

Boogly: (Points at Snobby’s face.) "But you can't see! Hair in way. Boogly have one big eye to see all the things Boogly doesn't like!"

Snobby: (Walking straight into a wall with a loud thud.) "Nonsense! Snobby sees with his... artistic intuition. Vision is for the middle class."

Boogly: (Laughs, a raspy, Dave Fennoy-esque chuckle.) "You funny blue bug. You want to go find something expensive to complain about?"

Snobby: (Straightening his scarf, eyes still covered.) "Snobby finds that idea... acceptable. Lead the way, lesser-Boogly. Snobby shall follow!"

Boogly: (Starts walking the opposite direction.) "This way!"

Characters:

LONG-HAIRED BOOGLY: A dramatic, dark-blue Glowkie with a magnificent, wind-swept mane.

Setting:

A moonlit cliffside in the Glowkies’ Caves. The wind is whistling softly.

[TRANSCRIPT]

[Scene Start]

(Action: The camera pans up a jagged rock formation. LONG-HAIRED BOOGLY is standing at the edge, his back to the camera. His long black hair billows majestically in a mysterious, non-existent breeze.)

BOOGLY: (In a deep, dramatic whisper) The darkness… it’s not just a place. It’s a vibe.

(Action: He turns around slowly, his giant single eye narrowed half-shut. He reaches up with one of his thin black limbs and flips a section of his hair out of his eye.)

BOOGLY: Globert says I need a haircut. Vampos says I’m going to trip over it. But they do not understand… the aesthetic.

(Action: He strikes a pose, leaning back on his four legs. He suddenly looks at the camera and flashes his sharp, white teeth in a jagged grin.)

BOOGLY: Does Boogly look fabulous? Or does Boogly look legendary?

(Action: He tries to take a step forward to look even cooler, but his front foot gets caught in his own hair. He wobbles for a second, arms flailing.)

BOOGLY: (Regaining his balance quickly) I meant to do that. It was a… interpretive dance move.

(Action: He shakes his head vigorously, making his hair swirl around him like a dark cloud. As the hair settles perfectly back into place, he glows a faint, neon blue.)

BOOGLY: Style is a heavy burden. But Boogly is strong enough to carry it.