gonnawreckit | 100m: I'm gonna wreck it! [Action]

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[This nine-foot tall, barefoot giant of a man finds himself waking up in any old house or apartment, maybe even in the forest. Completely oblivious to the pink wings on his back for now, he instead comes to attention and begins looking around in confusion.]

What? Where's... No! I can't have been taken to another game. I... I was right there! I was gonna save- I... [And his voice goes soft.] Vanellope...

[His eyes are close for a moment, mournfully. When they open, they're filled with hurt anger. And his unusually massive fists are soon put to work... wrecking his immediate surroundings in an angry tantrum, while he shouts loudly. He could keep going until there's nothing left. He will hold himself back from hurting actual people, but he will at least shove aside those who get in his way at emotional heights.]

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[Later on, after being calmed from his tantrum, Ralph trudges through town, defeated and feeling ashamed. First day in a new game and already he's been playing the bad guy. So he makes his way through the item and clothing shops, finding one item in the former which gives him a strong, bittersweet feeling, and then he makes his way out of the village. He only stops at Good Spirits for a round of root beers, trying to keep to himself. That evening, with a sack of bricks over his shoulder, he seeks a nice stump to sleep against, in between bouts of the freezing rain.]

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I'm gonna give it to you straight, kid. I don't know. I tried to get her out, but it... couldn't work. There was only one way to stop the Cy-bugs. That was with a beacon. It'd draw them all in and destroy them. At the last moment... I thought of a way to start a beacon and went off on my own. To set off a... volcano of exploding soda. And before I knew it, I... was here.

[...And she finds that pretty much the worst possible cliffhanger. She deflates, settling back into her seat and worrying at her bottom lip. She can't even imagine how that must feel. To not even know if things were going to be okay.]

I'm sure everything works out fine, Ralph.

You don't know that.

Maybe I don't. [Her voice is quieter, but meaningful.] But I also know that beating yourself up about it isn't going to make things better.

[He bites into a doughnut fiercely.]

I don't care about making things better. It's too late. Game over.

Well, that's not true at all! Look, you're here now! That means it isn't the end. There's living here, too, you know! And here matters.

["It's okay. Go without me."]

I can live, yeah. And it'll matter. I'll keep on wrecking everything I get my hands on. So I'm better off on my own.

[She just met him, but she's already certain about one thing.]

Now, that's not true at all.

What do you know?

[And he slides his seat out.]

You're out of doughnuts, Goldie.

[Huff. Oh no you don't. She knows he's trying to make an exit, but Rapunzel just doesn't roll with that.]

You just told me a lot more about you than I think you realize. [A sigh.] I might be out of doughnuts, but why don't you sleep here tonight? There's open apartments on this floor.

[He's still for a moment, considering this. He hasn't known anyone this nice since the kid. Unlike anyone, she actually... freely invited him to something, then sat him down and heard him out. But he doesn't want to wreck this.]

That sounds like too much trouble for you to handle, sister. I'm done wrecking young girl's lives, okay? I just need my stump and my bricks. That's all I've ever deserved - I mean needed, in the past.

[This is just not acceptable. She can't let him think that way.]

Now, listen here, Ralph! I think you are a perfectly kind person and you certainly deserve to at least sleep with a roof over your head, out of the freezing rain! Maybe I don't know enough to get the finer points of your story, but I know I good heart when I see one. So you had better think about changing your tune!

[HANDS ON HIPS.] I'll make you a deal. You stay here for the night, and if something gets wrecked? I won't ever bother you again! But if it doesn't? You stay. Sound fair?

[Her words hit home. He doesn't want to think that. He doesn't want to think he's good at all when he has no idea if the kid's safe. But at the same time, he realizes that walking out on this new friend, it wouldn't be too different from walking out on Vanellope.

So he quietly gets up and does some strange set of motions where continually switches gears between walking in the direction of the front toward, then back towards Rapunzel. After almost a minute of this, he stomps his feet on the ground while moving in a circle. And then, abruptly, he'll lean down to point a finger in Rapunzel's face and snarl.]

One night.

[She crosses her arms, a satisfied smile on her face.]

That's all I ask.

And it's all you're gonna get. You're too nice for your own good, you know that? Just... just show me to a room. [He huffs.] Bet I won't even fit in it.

I get that a lot. [And yet? She hasn't gotten herself killed yet! She leads him towards a door at the end of the hallway.]

This one is empty.

[He opens the door and cautiously takes a look in.]

Huh. I guess it looks okay. Looks like there's enough room here for me to sleep, I guess... [He says, examining the floor.]

There's beds, too, you know! [So you can. You know. Sleep on something comfortable. Perish the thought.]

Oh! Really? [He says with genuine surprise.] This place is even classier than I thought. But are you sure this place has beds that can fit someone like me?

Well...it might be a tight fight. But they're nice and big! I'm sure it'll work out.

Whatever, kid. I'll make do. GuessI should treat myself. You can leave me alone whenever you like.

[Yes, that's right, Ralph. Treat yoself.]

Alright. But if you need anything, I'm just down the hall, alright?

I'll be fine, really. [He looks at her hesitantly, and his arms start to spread out somewhat. But then it looks like he changes his mind; one arm retracts while the other reaches out to give Rapunzel large, awkward pat on the head.] Now scram, willya? Bet it's past your bedtime.

[She gives him one teasing look before she turns to go.] Alright, I'm on my way. Sleep well, Ralph!

[And he responds quietly, but still audibly, before he turns to examine his room.]

You too, kid.

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