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Easttown Magical Girl Brand and Combat Coordination Committee Meeting #1
Location:
- Stars Align M.G.M. 3F Conference Room
Time/Date:
- Sunday Aug 18th, 5:43PM-6:17PM
Present:
- Forte Lead (RONI)
- Alchemical Air (SYLVIA)
- Outrageous Apple (APPLE)
- Benzene Contractor (BENZENE)
- Laser Thrash (BUD)
Transcribed By:
- Benzene Contractor
Meeting Start
APPLE: Finally!
SYLVIA: Thirteen minutes late isn’t bad.
RONI: I should’ve asked this when you first invited me, Sylvia, but could we do this at a later time next week? Maybe around six?
SYLVIA: All in favour?
BENZENE: Aye.
RONI: Aye.
APPLE: Yeahhh.
BUD: Yup.
[INAUDIBLE, ALL]
SYLVIA: Gah! Bud! Don’t scare us like that!
BENZENE: How long have you been under there?
BUD: A while. My legs hurt a little, the tables here are so low to the ground.
BENZENE: Probably because they were designed as tables, not hidey holes!
RONI: Why are you even here? You don’t patrol Easttown.
BUD: A little birdie told me about this meeting. Figured I’d check it out.
[PAUSE]
APPLE: Hey! Don’t look at me!
SYLVIA: [SIGHING] Ok, look. I’d like for these meetings to be a private affair, so if you wouldn’t mind leaving?
BUD: No can do. My legs are too sore to do much walking.
SYLVIA: You just said that they hurt a little. Just, wait outside or something. Please.
BUD: Aye aye capt’n.
SYLVIA: Alright. Back on topic. If 6PM works better for everyone, we’ll do that next week.
RONI: Will that be ok with Stars Align?
SYLVIA: Please. When I told them that I’d be getting all of you together to discuss brand deals, they offered constant access to this room at a moment’s notice.
RONI: As long as we’re not trouble…
APPLE: Pssh. As if any of us would cause unnecessary trouble.
[PAUSE]
SYLVIA: …anyways. I meant for this meeting to be solely an introduction to get everybody comfortable with the room and each other. I think that we’ve achieved that, so does anybody have any questions before we depart? [Pause] Roni, you don’t have to raise your hand. Just speak.
RONI: Of course. Sorry. I just wanted to know if you all would be ok with sharing financial information? It might be useful to know what we’re each doing that works… financially?
SYLVIA: Sounds reasonable to me.
APPLE: I’ll clear it with Lime and Lemon. [Pause] Y’know. Lemon really should’ve come here instead of me.
RONI: Huh? Why?
APPLE: You all have yellow hair. If Lemon was here, we could call it the Easttown Magical Girl Blonde and Combat Coordination Committee.
SYLVIA: That’s awful.
BENZENE: I hate you.
RONI: It’s a bit of a stretch…
BUD: Hey, my hair isn’t yellow.
[PAUSE]
[INAUDIBLE, ALL]
RONI: WHY IS SHE BACK?
APPLE: Hey Bud!
BENZENE: GET HER OUT! PLEASE!
SYLVIA: MEETING ADJOURNED! MEETING ADJOURNED! EVERYBODY GET OUT OF THE BUILDING!
