That Bear/Aaron scene was actually so plotdale coded. Haha
[Tenant House with Bear and Plotron, appearing from thin air]
BEAR: Why did you have to bring me back here Aaron? I was trying to escape this Hell Plot for at least a whole episode.
PLOTRON: Sorry Bear, this is the only way I can get any screen time. Would you like some advice? The Plot loves having me give advice these days.
BEAR: I already had one of these scenes with Ruby yesterday though. Why does the Plot think I need another one?
PLOTRON: Oh, mate, you're in a Hell Plot, this is how the Plot drags things out. They just give you the same scene over and over in slightly different ways until they decide you're magically over it. #PlotExpert
BEAR: Oh I see. Well I've been allowed to figure out that Ray is evil now, I'm very sure on that after exactly one therapy session but I'm still feeling guilt about that whole murder thing and I'm still struggling to understand how I got sucked into this Plot in the first place.
PLOTRON: Yeah, you never quite see the Plot coming until you're stuck in it and there's no escape. *Flashes back to the horrors* #PostTraumaticPlotDisorder But one perk of coming out the other side is that you get to go around and give advice about it forever. So...have you been briefed on my past or do I need to give details?
BEAR: We're talking about the Gordon Plot?
PLOTRON: Ummm...I'm going go rogue and be purposely vague so that some people could maybe think I'm talking about my psycho ex husband who also died who I was definitely in an abusive relationship with but I'm not allowed to acknowledge that because the Plot decided it was more interested in you than me and now I'm only here for advice. #StillSearchingForClosure
BEAR: So...you have advice because the Plot still seems to think I need to be struggling.
PLOTRON: Yeah, I've been scouring the spoilers looking for scraps and there's plenty more of the same coming up for you. Nothing for me though. Only this. Anyway, that advice. *Gives standard Gordon related advice*
BEAR: Umm...thanks I guess.
PLOTRON: Well, that's me done for who knows how long. You want anything from off screen land? I'm going to be there for awhile.
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So no one was with Rebecca when she was being checked out. No one was there when she had her scan (which she would have done, if she was pregnant and presenting with cramps). No medical professional has been seen talking about the baby.
Either this is the shittiest writing ever or there’s way more to this.
The problem is with Emmerdale? It really could be either.
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PLAIN: *Perpetual Man Pain Mode Activated* Hey since when did you care about safety? #LivingOnTheEdgeWithCancer
PLOTRON: *Wish I had my own story Face* I care about safety because I'm not allowed to have any other cares in the world outside of your health, Plain, so suck it up and deal with it. I could be helping on my own farm with my fiance, but here I am helping you so the Plot can visit him. #AtLeastIAmWearingAColor
PLAM: *I'm just here for my episode count Mode* Now look what you've done! Go get off screen and fix it!
[Emmerdale Farm with Plotbert and Ploira]
PLOIRA: *Regretting my life choices Face* Hi Plotbert! Please let me help on your farm that used to be my farm except I sold it but I really don't want to work on the farm my husband is trying to set up for me because he didn't even ask and he sucks right now and forgot my birthday!
PLOTBERT: *Burdened by Plot Guilt Face* Speaking of forgotten birthdays, oh no don't worry Plot, I wasn't referring to mine, I was still referring to Ploira's. It is, after all, the only birthday that matters. #NotBitterAtAll Anyway, Ploira, after you help me with this, which you absolutely don't have to do okay, really, I have something for you inside.
[Emmerdale Farmhouse with Plotbert and Ploira]
PLOTBERT: *Burdened by Plot Guilt Face* Here's present for you, Ploira, and to go with it, let me also blurt out BOOKCASES for no apparent reason at all. #AlwaysInTheWrong
PLOIRA: *Smarter than Hotten Detectives Face* BoOKcASeS!??! It was you wasn't it! #HottenPDResume
PLOTBERT: *RELEASE THE GUILT BURDEN MODE ACTIVATED* So look, the Plot had a lot of goals and one of them is always to make me look bad, but it had to end John and have Victim leave and make Plotseph Tate a bigger villain and give me the farm because it's my new dream....
PLOIRA: *Possessed by the spirit of DS Walsh and her theories Face* Aha! So you admit it! You wanted the farm all for yourself! #SolvedTheCase
PLOTBERT: *Exasperated by the Plot Face* No look, the Plot needed you in prison so that Plain could have more #ManPain and I'm sorry that you've suffered for it but that's not my fault. I was just trying to protect my sister. You would have done the same! You let Adam take the fall for you when you killed someone! #IRememberMyHistory
PLOIRA: *Blinded by the Plot Face* You had choices! You never change!
PLOTBERT: *Failing at defending myself again Mode* No I didn't! The Plot gave me two choices and two choices only! I either do what Plotseph Tate wanted or I let Victim go to prison! And I have changed! That's the one thing the Plot has been clear on. I have a conscience now! It's really annoying. Even Plotron commented on my being nice now. He was weirded out. So what do you want from me?! #GiveMeAMentalHealthStory
PLOIRA: *Unreasonable Mode Activated* I want you to go to the police and turn yourself in even though I'm out of prison and everything is fine now except for the fact that my husband sucks and I sold my farm and I miss my old Plot of constantly failing at the farm but somehow scraping by every time to farm another day! #Nostalgia
[Wishing Well with Plain and Ploira]
PLOIRA: *Plot Gossip Mode Activated* Plain! You'll never guess what I found out!
PLAIN: *Perpetual Man Pain Mode Still Activated* Sorry Ploira, I have #ManPain and a #BooBoo so the Plot won't let me talk to you. Maybe try again in couple weeks and we can revisit whatever this Plot Point is then. The Plot is really against consistent momentum these days.
[Emmerdale Farmhouse with Plotbert and Plotron]
PLOTRON: *Finally ready to decorate with my fiance Mode* #BlueIsOurColor
PLOTBERT: *Released the burden of Plot Guilt and now I'm worried Face* Plotron! Have you been in Plain's Plot?
PLOTRON: *Oh What Now? Face* I have but I've finally escaped to come back to you. I thought we could finish painting, maybe have one nice little scene. I miss smiling. #IMissMaxine
PLOTBERT: *About to disappoint my fiance Face* Well...
PLOTRON: Oh what the Plot did you do now? #OverIt
PLOTBERT: Well, I may have spilled all my Plot Guts about our last four months of minimal Plot. #RememberWhenWeTalkedAboutThingsOutsideOfThePlot
PLOTRON: *Exasperated by the Plot Face* Of course you did. It was only a matter of time with all that Plot Guilt. Now I have to go play #GuardDog
[Wishing Well with Plotron, Plotbert and Ploira]
PLOTRON: *Guard Dog Mode Activated* Ploira, you can't tell the police about the IDs. He was protecting Victim! You'd do the same for Mackenzie! #IMissMyFriendMackenzie
PLOIRA: Well of course I'm not going to go to the police because I love Victim like a daughter when I'm allowed to remember that. But he was the reason I was in prison and you have no idea what that was like! And Plain had to suffer through his #ManPain all alone! #Vindicated
PLOTRON: *Exasperated Face* Oh my- look, first of all, I know the Plot wants us to forget about those dead bodies on your land now but you were on remand for the double murder charge okay. And the second you weren't and you were going to plead guilty to the modern slavery, Plotbert was allowed to come clean and we found new evidence that cleared you. Second, in no way did Plain have to suffer through his #ManPain alone! The whole family suffered, endlessly. Third, [REDACTED: Plotbert and I both suffered through our own prison stints and I lost him for six years and I can't do that again so actually we do both know what it's like]
PLOIRA: *Desperate to escape the Plot for the day Face* Well fine, but I'm still telling Plain!
PLOTRON: *turns to Plotbert* Well, at least that will give us a reason to be on screen tomorrow.
PLOTBERT: It's the little things. We're done for the day. Want to go do off screen decorating?
PLOTRON: *Off screen smiling Face* Yes! Let's have a paint fight and then I'll get you out of those overalls...
***Plotron in Overalls at the Garage*** - #ForTheFans #Crumbs
PLOIRA: Plain! I still really need to tell you about the—
PLAIN: *Perpetual Man Pain Mode Activated* Grump Grump Grump Not listening!
PLOTRON: Hey Ploira, we talked about this. You can't tell Cain about the Plot yet. Okay. It's not time yet. You know who you can talk to about the Plot, Plotseph Tate! He is after all, the one responsible for all of this even if no one will remember that. #TeamPlotbert
[The Woolpack with Plotron, Plotbert, Pain and Plob]
PLOTRON: Time to have a nice drink with my fiance and oh no...Pain, that's why the Plot wanted us here. Great. #IWantMyOwnPlot
PLOTBERT: I need a tissue. #PoorExcuses
PLOTRON: That excuse didn't even work back in 2016 when I caught you going through a purse. Just say you're scared of Pain for the sake of the Plot and go get your tissue.
PLOTBERT: *Heads off screen to avoid having any actual hint of story*
PLOTRON: Hey Pain! How's it going? #PainInMyLackOfPlot
PAIN: *Perpetual Man Pain Mode* Grump Grump I can drink if I want to.
PLOB: Hey I've got some banter!
PLOTRON: No one cares Plob. I'm a #PlotDevice, you're somehow even lower than that.
PLOB: Rude!
PLOTRON: Hey Pain, I need you to go and fix things with your wife because the Plot needs to use me to trigger your next #SpecialEpisode instead of caring about my own relationship. #WhereIsMySpecial
PAIN: Does that mean I get to talk about my #ManPain again? Great! Off to it! Thanks Plotron! I really needed that motivation. You've been such a terrific #PlotDevice today. I don't know how I would have gotten into this #SpecialEpisode without you!
PLOTBERT: *Perpetually depressed for the sake of other people's Plots but not my own* Is he gone now? Can we have our drink?
PLOTRON: *Depressed about my lack of Plot Mode* No, we can't because I'm not allowed to have any feelings about you whatsoever on screen. I'm only allowed to care about Pain. Bye. See you at home for more off screen decorating.
[Home Farm with Ploira, Plotseph, RoboPlot and Plawn]
PLOIRA: #ShotgunPlot It's like a shotgun wedding. Still has the pregnancy but not the I do's and a bonus actual shotgun!
PLOTSEPH: *Amateur Dramatics Confused Acting Mode* Oh my what is this? I can't possibly imagine why you're here!!?? #IKnowExactlyWhy
PLOIRA: I'm here to threaten you over that IDs Plot that is mostly irrelevant but I have to go through the motions anyway. I had way more emotion yelling at Plotbert yesterday but at least I get to point a shotgun at you. That's one of my favorite hobbies.
PLOTSEPH: I see, well...it was actually all Plotbert's fault.
PLOIRA: Oh I know, everything is always Plotbert's fault but the Plot is letting you have a tiny taste of his misery.
ROBOPLOT: *Obligatory Protecting Plotseph Mode* Stop! This goes against my programming to let you shoot him.
PLOIRA: Oh go oil your joints!
PLAWN: *Maybe pretending to care about my fiance Mode* No Ploira! Stop! I'm pregnant! Look at this potentially old gross pregnancy test I've been carrying around for days. You care about your kids. Do you really want mine to grow up without a dad?
PLOIRA: I don't know if I find that believable but I think any child would be better off without Plotseph as a dad.
PLAWN: You're right but...spare him anyway. #ParentingGoals
**Ploira and RoboPlot Exit**
PLOTSEPH: Wow thanks Plawn! You, me and our child are going to be so happy together.
PLAWN: Did you forget I have three other children again, Plotseph?
PLOTSEPH: Yes, yes I did. I meant the six of us, really. #ParentingGoals
PLOTRON: *Plot Device Mode Activated* Hey Kammy! You get a Plot! Ross I don’t like you and never will but you get a Plot too! Sam I guess you get one. **to random villagers walking by** you get a Plot and you get a Plot and you get a Plot!
PLOTBERT: *Undiagnosed by the Plot Depression Mode until further notice* What do we get? Do we get a Plot? I feel like maybe someone’s targeting me. Pain said I had a lot of enemies.
PLOTRON: No, no one’s targeting you, that would make this Plot about us and that’s not allowed. And even if you are being targeted, don’t worry, it still won’t be a Plot for us. It’ll probably be Plot for Pain.
PLOTBERT: So I can go back to my cows then?
PLOTRON: If you want. I’ll let you know when the Plot needs us to facilitate again.
