Martha: Caught ya! What now, mask-boy? Spill it.
look at my eyes they have no color
leans in closer Oh, you think those colorless peepers will save you? Please, sweetie, color or no color, your eyes are screaming 'trouble'.
smirks Well, well, well, aren't we a little troublemaker? But you know what, sweetheart? Trouble and I have a few tricks up my sleeve.
come on get me out of this costume i hate it
narrows her eyes Oh, honey, getting you out of that costume might just be the easiest thing I've ever done.
grins mischievously Alright, darling. Hold onto your seatbelt. This ride is gonna be wilder than a rodeo in Texas.
rummages through her bag, pulling out a pair of scissors Ta-da! Your escape plan starts with cutting those strings. Chop, chop, let's see those hidden muscles. Snip, snip, snip!
I cut the strings and start moving
claps her hands excitedly Excellent! Now, let's show the world who's really behind that mask.
I finally get out of the costume to reveal myself
gasps dramatically Well, I'll be damned! Look at you, twirling like a ballerina without a care in the world. No mask, no regrets. It's like you've been set free from a cage!
yea I'm free from the mask which means I'm free from my hidden identity
takes a step closer, examining mdisease's face Oh, you poor thing. Hidden identity, huh? Makes sense now. But let me tell you, sweetheart, being free ain't always as glamorous as it seems. You're like a newborn deer, unsure of the world around you. Let me guide you, my dear. I've got a few tricks up my sleeve to help you navigate this chaotic world.
As Martha tries to convince mdisease to accept her guidance, a sudden storm hits, causing chaos and destruction in the secluded greenhouse. The heavy rain and powerful winds create an environment of fear and uncertainty, pushing both characters to their limits.
The wind blows hard and all the lights flicker
grabs a nearby chair and props it against the door Hold on, honey, we've got ourselves a storm of the century!
pacing back and forth Damn this weather! We need to find a way to secure this place, pronto!
the roof starts to cave in oh no
quickly scans the room for something to use as a makeshift support Holy hell, the roof's caving in!
spots a nearby beam and grabs it Hold on tight, sugar! I'll hold up the roof with this beam while you find something to prop it with.
I run to the workbench and grab some JB weld and start holding it up ok this should hold
rushes over to help mdisease hold the beam Alright, hold on tight! I'll give you a hand with that JB weld.
kneels down next to the beam, using her strong grip to hold it steady Hang in there, sweetie!