INT. JASON’S CUBE – EVENING
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[Jason’s head pops up from under a blanket corner, observing SD-A’s fort—complete with hanging wires, glowing snack wrappers, and a flag that reads “A-ZONE: TRESPASSERS WILL BE HUGGED.”]
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JASON
“…Okay. That’s actually impressive.”
(steps inside, looks around)
“You got structural support in here? Light sources? Did you program mood lighting?”
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SD-A (grinning proudly)
“Call me Fort Architect A.”
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SD-K (deadpan, flipping a broken spoon in one hand)
“I call it ‘evidence for Jason’s upcoming eviction.’”
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JASON
“Alright, listen up, weirdos.” (claps hands)
“You’ve been cooped up all day. I’ve been tortured by spreadsheets. It’s time for—brace yourselves—outdoor activities.”
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SD-K (suspicious)
“Define.”
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JASON (smiling too wide)
“Movement. Sunlight. Not melting into the furniture.”
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SD-A
“Yay! Like a picnic?”
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JASON
“More like ‘violently graceful jog around abandoned land.’” (leans closer to K and whispers, smugly)
“Gotta walk your dog every day.”
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[He dashes away just in time as K’s retractable blade whips through the air, slicing the snack flag off the fort.]
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SD-K (growling)
“I will literally file you into spare parts.”
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JASON (O.S.)
“Love you too, cupcake!”
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EXT. OUTSKIRTS OF CENTRAL CITY – NIGHT – OPEN WASTELAND
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[The trio stands in a vast, mostly barren terrain just outside Central City’s reinforced walls. Old vehicles rust into the dirt. Distant wind turbines creak slowly. The air hums with a peaceful quiet—a rare calm.]
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JASON (stretching, servo joints clicking)
“Ah, smell that? That’s the aroma of no paperwork and no neighbors judging your choice of sleepwear.”
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SD-A (sniffing)
“I smell burnt cable and old data towers.”
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SD-K (scanning the area)
“…Perfect place to dump a body. Is this your plan?”
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JASON
“If it was, I’d bring marshmallows. Now come on, let’s see how fast you two are when you’re not trying to kill something.”
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[He takes off at a light jog. SD-A excitedly follows, doing weird cartwheels and flips like he’s trying to impress gravity. K lags behind for a second, then sighs and activates his stabilizers to catch up.]
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JASON (calling back)
“Whoever reaches that busted satellite dish first wins!”
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SD-A (zooming)
“GOLD AND GLORY FOR THE FORT KING!”
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SD-K (grumbling)
“I can’t believe I’m exercising with my own hit list.”
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[They leap over rubble, duck under collapsed scaffolding, and make an all-out sprint. Jason’s arm transforms mid-run into a grappling hook, yanking him up onto a ledge before switching back with a smug spin.]
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JASON
“Still got it.”
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[SD-K lands beside him with an annoyed scowl. SD-A follows, slightly out of breath, but smiling so big it’s practically a flashlight beam.]
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SD-A
“Okay, I love outside. This is fun. This is weirdly fun.”
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SD-K
“...It’s disturbing how fast I’m adapting to this.”
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[They stand together on a high spot overlooking the far edge of Central City, neon lights twinkling in the distance. The wind howls past like an old memory.]
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JASON (quietly, but smiling)
“Look at us. Just three freaks playing tag in a post-apocalyptic parking lot.”
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SD-A
“I’d put that on a postcard.”
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SD-K
“…You’re all broken.”
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JASON (grinning)
“Takes one to vibe with the rest.”
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