‘Post- Season Recognizance.’

You went to fame school. Yah. With Skrillex. [Supacree is a Skrillex] Yah. —?! What!? Nobody goes to fame school— Wut. —with that guy! Wut. Seriously, Cree. What is your life?? —?! Wait, what?! Yeah, bitch! Skrillex was your PROFESSOR!? Lol n0o0ooo. I had Deadmau5z. awhat. And Armin. Armin Van Buuren?! Ya. And— CHRISTOPHER WALKEN vs. SUPACREE -_- —__^ *_- ^__\ \__/ *_* >< … —-__—- Ok. Alright. Show me what you got. SUPACREE plays a beat. You know where this is going. We all know where this is going. CHRISTOPHER WALKEN that was OK. “OK”?! Yeah. *shrugs* OK. You know what— You know what it needs? …what's it need? —-more cowbell. I beg your pardon. Please, don't beg. It was perfect. It was OK. You're not OK. —maybe I'm not. You're definitely not. —know what helps? Don't tell me: More fucking cowbell. ‘This is dead Skrillex' I couldn't have been the only person to have realized the change in his music was drastic l—an now that I was no longer afraid to do my research, I was putting together a picture from conclsion I had already drawn long ago—his problems with alcohol, connections with women, and the other darknesses otherwise unseen to the general public that had come to me in dreams and visions consistently in the years since our ‘meeting'. It seemed as so that he may have been as miserable on his own birthday as I was, and though late and also somehow just in time, I had discovered a string of tweets that had confirmed that everything I knew in totality to be true; the darkness in his music, a result of grief and inner struggle—the cost of fame and fortune's weight having removed the broad spectrums of color and elegant, blissful, animated and moving motions in his music; it wasn't that it wasn't beautiful any longer, just darker—as if something was lost, and, as I had assumed, the cancelled shows and shadows of the staged Skrillex seen at the surface, a mere crying glimpse of the real Sonny that for whatever reason was psychically attached from my soul. That's because he doesn't have Skrillex. I have Skrillex. Yeah, I know. You should probably give it back. I would if I could! Maybe that's why he followed me to New York. You really think he wants this thing back?! Wouldn't you? I mean his new music is OKAY. JUST OKAY?! KIDZ: THIS IS AWESOME. You brats are brainwashed. Sonny and I must have died around the same time—otherwise, ‘how would it make sense for any of it to have happened the way that it had?', I thought. And for not the first time, but perchance a rare second, I considered that perhaps whatever I had been experiencing with him, had happened also to him, but with me— During THE LOVERS QUARREL, PETRUTHEIO deals a deadly and near fatal blow by dagger, pericibg through her armor— SIR JYRE, who has just exited a deep state of meditation in which he was gifted a VISIONARY FORESIGHT, which allows him to have seen the result of c'ESME'T AND PETRUTHEIO's premarital consummation; the conception of a child, and heir to the throne of the UNITED KINGDOMS OF ASCENCIA The UNITED KINGDOMS OF ACENCIA?! It's a working title. Idk what to call this place. We'll see. Well, the aignifigance of that character sure has worked himself in overtime. Well, of course, I had the dream walker's eyes on my wall, But hadn't fathomed the actual WHOOPI GOLDBERG. What are you doing? FLASHBACK approx 2003: APPLBEES is having an ART AUCTION. Lol. MOM You can have anything you want from here. YOUNG SUPACREE Anything? Really? MOM Yes. YOUNG SUPACREE Hmm… [selects an autographed photo of Whoopi Goldberg] MOM That's what you want? YOUNG SUPACREE Yeah. WHOOPI GOLDBERG You were a weird fucking kid, you know that? SUPACREE Yeah. I know. CUT TO: ASCENCIA SIR JYRE Her life must be spared. She is immortal and therefore would again be born. But—her body. CUT TO: HEAVEN SUPACREE I'd like to marry these two songs, please. GOD Hmmm. Yesterday>< Yesterday GOD (CON'T) Ask Johnny Lennon. SUPACREE ok. CUT TO: LIZ LEMON IS VERY DRUNK Look, I don't know what they told you about me, but— You should not do this. This series is strange. CUT TO: JOHN LEGEND is on a mushroom trip. WELL, WELL, WELL. Wtf is this Watch this. Lol did I ever write that scene about being Chrissy Tiegen's Emotional Support Animal? I might have. Idk Sorry I'm late. You look nice. I always do. - Beans and rices Yup. Again. Yeah. But only cause it rhymed. Don't get cocky. Ooh. This isn't over yet. *working our furiously* What is WRONG WITH YOU?! What isn't wrong with me?! Look at these flutes. Ooh. *glutes. Oh my GOD. GEOFF. WHAt!'n WhaT IS HAPENNING RIGHT NOW. I'm- Tittles. I DONT KNOW. It's an OCEAN OF// DONT SAY IT “An Ocean of DONT” Nobody is safe. Don't touch me! I wasn't touching you! Don't think about touching me! Stop—using your telepathy. I'm always using my telepathy. Please don't do this. Don't do what. If you touch that girl, we'll kill you and your entire family. Family? I don't have a family. You do now— What's that mean [the man slams down a stack of papers onto the table between them. —congratulations. —?! You're getting married. Is this a contract? It's an arrangement. It's a contract! The choices we make are the choices we make. I'm not signing this. WHAT'D HE DOOOOO?! WHATD'D SHE DOOOOOOOO?! WHAT DID I DO?! WHAT DID THEY nice socks. NO DICKSTRACTIONS, Ugh. DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. Diplo. What. Get over here. What happened. What? I need you to do something for me. What is it? Does it matter? Kinda. Look. I'm gonna buy you an entire closet full of weird shorts. Ok. Just so I can watch you walk around in them. Ok. AN EVEN MORE TERRIFYING, EQUALLY AS DESTRUCTIVE— (If not more) —DRAGON HAS DESCENDED UPON… Where is this, “Earth” *DRAGON SCREECHES* GODDAAAAAMMMNNNNN!!! This dragon might be worse than the first dragon! *Eats Entire BASSCON STAGE* This is definitely worse. *TOTAL ABSOLUTE CHAOS* BASSCON! Are we at EDC!? *DRAGON* Well, not anymore. :Pause Huh Where's Timmy trumpet SUPACREE Double pause! SUPACREE!!! SUNNÏ BLŪ wouldn't that just be restarting the track. SUPACREE NO. SUNMÏ BLŪ Ugh. Ū I smell a mashup, where is it? ITS OVER HERE. Go grab it, I'll wait here. What! I gotta man the decks. MAN THE DECKS. Oh shit, it's pirates. JACK. Captain… SIR JYRE! Your majesty?! CHRISTOPHER NOLAN so who wants to actually try it? What's his name again? LEONARDO DICAPRIO I'm good. Oh, this is what this has to do with that… JOHNNY DEPP I'll try it. LEONARDO DICAPRIO Are you crazy?! JOHNNY DEPP No… [sniffs cocaine] (Easter egg: jerry smith is in the background$ JOHNNY DEPP (CONT'D) Now I'm crazy. put me in. CHRISTOPHER NOLAN Alright. Christ. Now I gotta watch Inception AND Tenet. Yep. Nice, here she comes. When?! TONIGHT . I have shit to d— DEADMAU5 Go to sleep. K. Cant stand to see you twisted, I'm a pyromaniac; Plan to see you lifted I'm in pain, a chain reaction— I mismanaged a damaged actors pan; The plan was actually a disaster, After that, I might have laughed Hadn't it been my last can of Garbanzos SUNNI. )&2&;@2@2$ YOU ARE OUT OF CONTROL. SUCK MY DICK. AGHHJJJ. Well. TMZ is here. This is a disaster. NEXT, WE LEARN: THE Oh my God. WhT. This is probably the worst thing I've ever written. Not the worst. Nope: this is the worst. Maybe it's just bad on paper. It's bad no matter how you — CONTROL, JANET PRIVACY. Here. Wtf is this. LEGENDS: FAME SCHOOL You don't have to tell me nothing, I pull up and hit the button, I'm about the some lunch and pass the duchie Motherfucker call me Sutton I'm the govenor; Not dissin on your mother but I'm lovin her, McMuffin out the oven and I'm stuffed Uh—what? Bruh. Hit the button Hit the button Hit the button Hit the button Hit the button You don't have to tell me nothing I pull up and hit the button I pull up and hit the button Mickey Mouse, you're Donald duckin it, I'm somethin something somethin with my cousin With the plug in and it's —-uhhhh—- lavender scented, Never vanilla, imma killa Laying beats and making Skrilla Furrealluh I pull up and spin for like a minute You don't have to tell me nothin I just— Hit the button Hit the button Hit the button Hit the button Hit the button I'm a super star rapper, If anyone asked— I live in a mansion I'll Janet Jackson on your ass, You ain't even have to ask, I'm an assassin Captain Jackin Cracker jacks and a Idk what I was about to write here, but— SHAQ: YOU FUCKED UP. I DID NOT. YOU CERTAINLY DID. I CERTAINLY DID NOT- NOT IF YOU'RE SAYING IT. AGH. *LIFTS* DON'aT KILL ME. I'm not going to kill you— Okay. Someone else is going to kill you; I'm simply the best mode of transportation available. *beast mode of transportation available* Lol What are you doing?! Opening a portal. WHAT. To WHERE. I don't know— What? Drop the bass. I most certainly will not DROP THE BASS! OK!OK! PUSH THE BUTTON. OK—JESUS CHRIST. SUPACREE drops the bass; a portal opens. Put me down. I'm afraid not. I'm just afraid. I almost liked New York. I did. Too much. Then: you know what happened? I got to a ‘The Bronx.' UNH. It was gross! Take it back! Throw the whole thing away. Yuck. Fuck The Bronx. And If you're from The Bronx: fuck you. Go fuck your self. Gross. Pick up your trash. Ugh. Now THAT reminded me of LA. Gross. The whole thing is the hood. I was at the laundromat, And I was sitting on top of the washing machine so I could watch my clothes dry and hypnotize myself into getting out of the Bronx Yeah And this little guy: He's three years old. He looks up at me, and he's like “Wow! How'd you get up there?!l And I told him “I'm a superhero!” And he says “You're a superhero?” I said, “Yeah”, He says “No, you're the bad guy!” I said, “Are you sure?” He's like “Yeah!” I'm like “If you say so!” You know if a 3 year old tells you you're the bad guy; You're the bad guy. I'm like “Damn, even he knows” Then again, He is a tiny black man; So of course I'll this is probably just his foresight coming in. It fucked me up a little bit. I'm thinking “Trust me dude, in 20 years— You're the bad guy I promise” I'm not being racist. It's just at this age, The hard thing about being a jaded, nearly middle aged woman just peaking the peak of her prime and still single— I'm like, “Dang. All dudes just—cheat. This is what they do.” So I'm ruined. I'm looking at a group of like 14 year old boys like “YOU HEARTLESS FOOLS.” Lol I saw this couple of kids on the bus; they had to be in like middle school It grosssed me out so much my stomach hurt They were making out; I'm like “gross” The kid was like 15, but super tall so it looked weird; but you could tell he was still a kid, cause he had braces, but he was like 6 feet tall. Fucking weird. The girl might have been like 12-13–but she hadn't hit her growth spurt yet so she looked 8 I'm like “Fucking gross” And they were Latina, So you know— She might just stay that size forever. I'm like “Ew!” They're all lovey docey, kissing and shit I'm almost 30c they look like literal children I had to turn my head It grossed me out cl. But I'm looking at these kids and I'm trying to fuxkib telepathically tell this little girl : RUN AWAY. HE WILL IILL YOU. He's probably already talking to at least 90 other girls on Twitter right now! Run away! He'll fuck you UP. That's what they do. So yeah, I see like toddlers now and I'm like Damn, you're ao cute now, You're gonna grow up to burn bodies! I look at how young innocence just gets shattered: It's so sad. Have you ever seen a toddler twerking? Fucking disgusting. Gross. Little kids in bikinis?! What's that for?! Stop that shit. People like to forget there's nasty people out there. So Supacree's a comedian, now? In one dimension, yeah! (Or several of them.) This bitch That bitch. Oooh--that bitch This bitch is about to-- She's really going to Oh yeah, I remember! She did do that! She did. She did do that. No, she didn't! But she DID. ____AND DEN____ Yo, fuck this shit. Yeah. We gotta go. Go. Go where? Hm. Where. I don't care where. Ooh, fuck this shit. But this shit's free. It's not free; we're paying in energy. Vampires I can't take it! [jumps out of window] Oh, fuck. (Don't worry, she comes back later) What's “Later”? [Later.] Oh, you're back. Yeah, well--we're on the ground floor High rise. Sounds nice Oh. Lets go there. I want to go to there Pick up your face , Liz Lemon. Pick up your room: What the fuck happened in here? What did happen. Come on, dude. We gotta go. I am not going to do this. I'm not going through this. We have to do it. This isn't-- Get in, you're already wasting my time, and I hate it--I hate you. Get in the car. I'm not gonna get in a car with you, after you just told me, you hate me. Get in the car. I'm not getting in your car! It's not my car; Just, get in! No! I don't know what the fuck is about to happen. I do. Get in the fucking-- Wait, he does? I already told you, Dillon's been in this shit for a minute. Nobody takes this guy seriously, but hes a fucking legend. I get it You don't get it; He's a legend. Did she see the--? Yeah? And did she listen to the---? She did...and...Chak Chel? Eh? I'm not proud of what we did. I see. But it was beautiful, magnificent. Oh, fuck--what happened to Dillon? He's...incapacitated. I see that. Yeah. Everyone can see that. What happened to him? I wasn't there. I didn't go over there. Yes you did--I saw you go over there! I didn't go over there.l Yes you did, I saw you-- What happened over there? Uh, over where? Over what? Wait. Go back. Back...WHERE? ...to that. What. That last thing. Which. Last. Thing. That-- UGH. Now, what are we gonna do? I guess we just die here. I had a dream, I got everything I wanted. LOL. That spaceship had to be long gone. Long gone. I mean, by the time it hit my planet, I don't even know if the lifeform inside was aware she had been saved. I WAS HAPPY IN MY SPACESHIP It. Landed. Why are you drunk at 10 AM. There's no 10 AM on this planet. Well, it's 10 AM. I'm serious. Dude. What? What happens when you actually, accidentally starve yourself to death on one of these fasts. These aren't just fasts--they are quests. These quests are getting intense. I'll tell you what's intense How about, don't mention it. She didn't mention it. Not even a hint? Mm-mm. No Say again. No thank you. Excuse me? I don't repeat myself, you heard me the first time. It's simple. But-- You asked. I said no. But...we already knew the answer was yes. Oh, you did/? ...Yes…? When did you last see Skrillex? Like, in the flesh? Like--yeah--forreal. I don't know You don't know. I really don't know! Agh--great, dude FUCK THIS SERIES. Oh shit, he does have magic Look at that. That's fancy. REALITY QUAKES. Oh shit. What happened. HE DROPPED THE-- No, wait--go back-- ...to what? I thought that reality shattered. Which one. The one with Skrillex in it. Which Skrillex Any of them. NO, NO, NO--!!! Calm down GET HIM--AWAY from HERE. Oh. I'm SERIOUS. GET HIM OUT OF HERE. Okay Wait, what did we-- RUN. {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2023 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © -U.