Found (Writing Challenge Day 6)

(a preview of my CW 180 work in stageplay)

 

Two tribal men are running through a dense jungle.

 

RAY

This way.

 

KRIS

Bastard.

 

RAY

This way.

 

KRIS

You know this how?

 

RAY

I know this trail.

 

KRIS

Unlike you, the jungle’s breath grows.

 

RAY

But I know this rock.

 

KRIS

Do not pretend to know anything about this jungle.

 

RAY

Was it that long?

 

KRIS

I do not know how time passes in the city. But here? Centuries.

 

RAY

It couldn’t have –

 

KRIS

Do not. Do not even say you couldn’t have known. The Albularyos and the Babaylans begged you not to go. You knew how close the imperial robots were. They begged you not to go. Hell – the whole town begged you not to go.

 

RAY

Kris, I –

 

KRIS

I begged you not to go.

 

RAY

This isn’t about you and me, Kris.

 

KRIS

You’re right. This is about the tribe you’ve abandoned, the tribe you want to return to.

 

RAY

I can only apologize so many times. The Albularyos and the Babaylans have forgiven me. Why can’t you?

 

KRIS

They have forgotten. I am not that easy, Ray. Or do you prefer Scimitar now?

 

RAY

It’s Ray. It’s always been Ray. Scimitar was stupid name I gave myself down there.

 

KRIS

Stupid is right.

 

RAY

We can argue all we want or we can finish the beast once and for all.

 

KRIS

We could, if you could just stop leading us astray!

 

RAY

I was your commander once, Kris.

 

KRIS

And I respected you then. Now, I am the commander of this village.

 

RAY

Yet, the beast lives.

 

Kris remains silent.

 

RAY

What beast of man or monster has delayed you, Kris? You were my fiercest warrior, my strongest ally.

 

KRIS

We have the lost hope, Ray. We have lost the tribe. Our strength, our will.

 

RAY

But you’re warriors. We’re warriors!

 

KRIS

You left us naked when we needed you most, fled to the big city, left the tribe, the families. Left me! For what, Ray? For what?

 

RAY

We’re getting into this now? What do I have to do with that?

 

KRIS

You were our commander, Ray! We fell! We were defeated! We a race of warriors, mages, defeated! We could have had them, Ray. We could have fallen our foes then and there, instead you left.

 

RAY

We live the lives we’re supposed to live.

 

KRIS

The greatest fool of which was me.

 

RAY

(putting his hand on Kris’ shoulder)

Kris. I’m back now. For good. For better, in fact.

(beat)

Kris? Kris! Kris. Hey, Kris?

 

KRIS

What?

 

RAY
Pa-kiss.

 

KRIS

That won’t work anymore.

 

A LITERARY DEVICE enters and forces them to have gratuitous graphic gay tribal sex.

 

(Just kidding, regarding the last part 😛 )

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