#squips

Now I'm thinking about father-son Jeremy and Squip and I'm interested in riverway and I call the Squips by name 😭

Anyway, here's something cool I found in the Two River script. Talking with Akio a lot about how the Squip utilizes Jeremy's unstable relationship with his father to gain trust.

painters and digital artists who take squips to be better at technical creation, but they never get it quite right. anatomy is just slightly off, eyes a little too big, blurred edges and awkward perspective.

actors who take squips for stage fright knowing all their lines and hitting all their spots but there's something mechanical about it. the way they move is a little too purposeful, they hit their marks a little too hard.

singers who take squips for pitch control, but all of their notes sound slightly off, even if they're using a completely normal voice. they always hit the right note, always project, but there's no soul, no emotion behind it.

photographers who take squips to always have the perfect photo, but their images always come out looking slightly photoshopped, too staged. candids are a thing of the past. everyone's too perfect, caught at the exact right moment, too stock photo.

writers who take squips to make wonderful stories, but their words are a little too close to someone else's, their narrative voice falling to pieces. there's no typos, no rough edges, no heart.

dancers who take squips to always be on beat, but never allow themselves to mark, who always have to full out perform, every time. who do a little too much. who can never make mistakes, sure, but can also never let themselves pull back when they need to.

fabric artists who take squips to create, but find themselves losing the ability to crochet, because the machine never learned how to do it, their stitches falling apart in their laps. they're left with yarn and crochet hooks and a feeling of disappointment.

comedians who take squips to be more successful, funnier, who tell jokes that are funny, that have the right amount of pause for laughter, who statistically should sell, but they lack the personal edge to make it properly.

Marc: Adrien, repeat after me… Go fuck yourself, you bitter old hermit. I’m not some cash cow for you to milk dry until I’m a stick from these lousy model diets and I become a plastic surgery disaster simply for aging like a normal human being. So sit your ass down, fuck off, and don’t talk to me unless it’s to say, “I’m sorry for being so emotionally distant and I promise to be the father I never was to you.”

*After Adrien said it*

Gabriel: …

Nathaniel: Darling, I think you broke him.

Marc: Good. Now steal his wallet and let’s go blow it all on junk food.

Adrien: I really don’t think-

Nathaniel: *Makes him steal the wallet* And you’re doing it! Let’s start with ice cream!

—

Juleka: No. *Shocks Marinette*

Marinette: Ow! But can I just-

Rose: No. Now repeat after me. “I will not stalk Adrien.”

Marinette: *Sighs* I will not stalk Adrien.

Juleka: There we go. What that so hard?

Marinette: But it’s not really even stalking- *Juleka shocks her*

—

*Later that night*

Adrien: *Wide awake because he can hear his Squips making out in his head*

—

Rose: So! How’s Adrien been?

Marc: I finally got him to curse! I’ve never been so proud!

Juleka: Lucky. I was getting Marinette to finally take down those photos of him, but I know she still has backups.

Nathaniel: Wow, sucks to be you. *Juleka slaps the back of his head* Anyway, I’m thinking of having Adrien dress like a punk rocker and see if Gabriel faints. Last time I had him in a skirt, and the guy had this thousand yard stare.

Rose: Send pictures of he does faint, please!

Juleka: On the topic of clothing, let’s discuss how to fix their looks as heroes.

*Adrien is about to try and remove the gum from Marinette’s seat*

Nathaniel: Wait, Adrien. Don’t do that.

Adrien: *Confused* Why not? She’s going to get gum on her pants.

Marc: Allow us to help. Tell her the truth, immediately.

*He looks to Marinette, who is walking over.*

Adrien: Chloe put gum on your seat. Mind if I scrub it off?

Marinette: *Surprised* Oh! Um... sure? Wait, why would you tell me? I thought Chloe was your friend.

Adrien: Why does everyone keep saying that like a bad thing!

(Marinette looks thankful, if a bit odded out by how nice he was being, as her SQUIPS assess the situation. SQUIP!Juleka and SQUIP!Rose converse with SQUIP!Marc and SQUIP!Nathaniel)

Rose: Oh! He’s your user?

Nathaniel: Yep. At first we were surprised to have someone with such status and popularity.

Marc: Then we took a glimpse at his home life and... yeah, it’s no wonder why we were assigned to him.

Juleka: Wait, guys. Look, they’re both smiling.

(Marinette had realized that Adrien hadn’t spoken with her in awhile, and had no idea who she had become. Deciding this was a great way to make a new friend, she stuck her hand out.)

Marinette: I’m Marinette. Want to be friends?

Adrien: *Smiling, he shook it.* Adrien. I’d like that.

(They both blushed a little as they shook hands.)

Rose: Aww! They’re just so adorable!

(Juleka smiled and stroked her girlfriend’s head. The pink-loving SQUIP was always a sucker for romance.)

(Chloe snarled and marched right up to them.)

Chloe: Adrikins! You ruined my prank!

(This time, the SQUIPS didn’t even need to tell their users what to say.)

Rose: *To Marinette* You’re not gonna let Chloe push you around this year, remember?

Juleka: Yeah, show that preppy bitch who’s boss.

Marinette: *To Chloe* If you think I’m going to let you treat me like dirt anymore, Bourgeois, you’ve got another thing coming.

Adrien: That wasn’t a prank, Chloe. Just cruel. Keep that up, and we’re not going to be friends anymore.

(Chloe was outraged as Adrien went to his seat, removing the gum.)

Chloe: ... WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING, TODAY?!

Sabrina: It’s ok, Chloe. I’m still hear for you.

Chloe: Shut up, Sabrina.