Game Script

I like making the script easy to read for the voice actor to read and I just thought I'd share! I'll be adding stuff more as things go on, but this is just me reformatting my pre-existing script from the code! ^^

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1fNC-0soCDWGr6GFU72CHdwosCrg4dIUOuVtpD8dcCJk/edit?usp=sharing

Here's a sneak peak if you don't want to open the doc!

Narrator: It's stupid how quickly your heart raced hearing that from him.

Narrator: How incredibly tangible the moment is.

Narrator: You barely knew him for a week, and yet here he is in front of you, waiting to make memories.

Narrator: You swallow.

Narrator: A smile nervously starts to break on your face at how crazy this all is.

Angel:Yeah…yeah, that'd be really nice.

Narrator: Micah grins, thoroughly ecstatic as he pumps his arms.

440 Micah: AHA! Sorry that I dropped by so suddenly,

441 Micah: I just wanted to see you as soon as possible because--

442 Micah: I want to stay with you as long as possible!

Angel: That's so cute, come in.

Angel: You're fucking crazy and I love it.

Angel: You're {i}SO{/i}!?!?? YOU MAKE ME WANT TO BITE YOU! Just come in!

443 Micah: Alright! Yes! Okay, okay. Can you hold this–um—what do you wanna name the lil' tiny diny?

Narrator: He holds up the little plushie before your eyes, and a name instantly finds its way to the tip of your tongue.

Angel: Let's name him Nugget!

444 Micah: Nugget?

Angel: Yeah! Our little dino nuggie!

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if  nomoney

Angel: I know how much you like nuggies–I bet you like the dino shaped ones {i}even{/i} more.

Angel:--Even if you {i}totally{/i} get ripped off when you buy them.

Angel: You already gave me money for nuggets.

445 Micah: It's different, though.

446 Micah: Sending you money for food and then going out to get some.

447 Micah: I mean, this time I can eat them {i}with{/i} you.

Angel: Micah…

448 Micah: [nickname!c]…

Narrator: You're caught off guard by the whine in his voice, the way he's pouting up at you with puppy dog eyes.

Narrator: Shit— it really {i}is{/i} harder not to be affected by him.

Angel:!!!

Narrator: Micah notices the way you're averting your gaze and starts to laugh.

449 Micah: Look at you, melting with {i}one{/i} word.

450 Micah: You are {i}so{/i} easily embarrassed!

Narrator: You quickly snap out of your flustered state and move to close the sliding frame.

Angel: I'm gonna shut the door.

451 Micah: NO! PLEASE! I WAS SIMPLY JOKING MY LIEGE!

Angel: ...yeah, you're not making this {i}any{/i} easier for yourself.

452 Micah: Yeah? Are you sure about that?

Angel: ...huh? What do you mean?

453 Micah: {i}I think you like this{/i}.

Angel: Seems to me like you don't know how to read people.

454 Micah: Are you sure about that, angel? Let me–

Angel: Because I {i}really{/i} like you, in every way.

455 Micah: \[blushing\] Ack–uh. I–um!! Uh.

Narrator: With that one phrase, the tides shift and Micah nearly topples over, his knees weak.

Narrator: Satisfied with the way you've evened the score, you smirk down at him and move to the side.

Angel: Shut up and get inside, dingbat.

456 Micah: Mmm! Mmm.

Narrator: Micah bobs his head, all too pleased to do so as he slides right in.

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if  bigmoney

457 Micah: Ours? Not yours?

Angel: Yeah–well. You got it for me! And I feel like you'd like dino nuggies.

458 Micah: I do.

Narrator: Micah softly smiles and the next words leave your lips before you could even think of them.

Angel: \[mutter\] Plus if Nugget's ours then you'd have an excuse to visit me…

Narrator: The realization of your admission hits a second too late, and you freeze as Micah beams at you.

459 Micah: Cute.

460 Micah: You're {i}so{/i} cute.

461 Micah: But trust me, I don't need an excuse to see {i}you{/i}.

Narrator: A blush creeps up your neck and you fight it to regain composure, eyes rolling with a mask of indifference.

Angel: Pfft—yeah! I figured.

Angel: Since like–you're here and all. For no reason…

462 Micah: No reason?

Angel: Hmm, what's your reason?

463 Micah: It's because I like you, dumbass.

Narrator: You hate how quickly he can admit that as your blush comes back in full force.

464 Micah: \[chuckle\] Now let me in. Micah: I feel dumb just standing out here.

Narrator: Reluctant to let him have the last word, you shuffle off to the side and Micah shimmies through your sliding window.

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