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FADE IN
A high-school.
EXT. SPOOKY HIGH -DAYTIME
VICKY(V.O.)
High school is so boring.
An enormous green EXPLOSION occurs behind the school! Swarms
of bees fly out of a top-floor window! Lasers fire out of a
giant robot STOMPING toward the school!
INT. SPOOKY HIGH HALLWAY -DAYTIME
Vicky is walking to her locker, while her narration
continues describing the mundanity of her school life, which
is devolving into chaos all around her. Ghouls and monsters
of all walks of life are scattered and panicking, while
Vicky nonchalantly heads down the hall.
VICKY(V.O.)
The same people, the same classes,
the same hum-drum routine. Nothing
much happens at Spooky High.
A student whose clothes are partially burned away shouts in
the halls, before fleeing.
BURNED STUDENT
The chairs! The chairs are coming
to life and EATING everyone!!
AAAAHH!!!
Vicky continues to her locker.
CUT TO
POV of the inside of Vicky’s locker facing toward her. She
grabs something from it and then closes it while more people
scream and flee for their lives. An ostrich runs past, and
Vicky either does not notice or care. She closes her locker.
CUT TO
Vicky walking outside. The camera is located below her,
looking up slightly. As her narration continues, her friends
join her side.
VICKY(V.O.)
Lucky for me, I’ve got the coolest
people in the world to make things
interesting. It’s silly, and it’s
clichéd, but when we’re together, I
feel like there’s nothing we can’t
handle!
She is happy to see them all. Amira gives her a punch on the
arm and a wry smirk. Brian gives her a high-five. Oz
sheepishly puts his hand up in greetings, and then goes back
to holding onto the straps of his backpack for dear life. A
missile flies from the right side of the screen and lands
offscreen on the left side, startling the friends. They
begin to walk faster to avoid the peril. Bats fly from
behind them on the left side of the screen. The monster pals
recoil and try not to get the bats in their hair as the bats
fly in front of them, covering the “camera”.
CUT TO
EXT. SPOOKY HIGH COURTYARD -DAYTIME
Vicky and her friends stop at the ruins of a bake sale.
Fires litter the landscape, and only six fellow monsters
remain seated at one of the long tables set up for
customers.
VICKY(V.O.)
We’ve got 3 weeks to find a date to
the prom. It won’t be easy. But I
know we can all convince a lucky
monster to say “YES!”
PAN RIGHT
A mermaid princess cheers on a demon and a wolfman
arm-wrestling. A ghost girl is high-fiving the chipper
wolfman’s free hand, while a hipster vampire tries to read a
book, and a femme-fatale Gorgon checks her phone.
VICKY(V.O.)
And… Uhh… Actually I guess
that’s it. That’s the premise.
CUT TO
Vicky and her friends looking onward to their potential
dates with cautious optimism. Vicky starts off with
certainty in her expression, until the voice-over narration
stumbles with how to end the scene.
BEAT
VICKY(V.O.)
Whatever, you get the idea. MONSTER
PROM!!
CUT TO
Vicky and Oz leaping into the air to pose excitedly, Brian
slightly less so and Amira barely raising her fist up.
CUT TO
TITLE CARD
==========
ACT 1
EXT. VICKY’S HOUSE -AFTERNOON
The four main protagonists have arrived at Vicky’s home
after being invited by her. Amira walks in without wiping
her boots, Brian quietly observes his surroundings and Oz
tries not to touch anything.
VICKY(V.O.)
Thanks for coming, guys!
INT. VICKY’S HOUSE -AFTERNOON
All four of the characters are in the entryway past the front
door, and in front of the staircase leading to the second
floor of Vicky's home.
AMIRA
Alright, let’s make this quick. I
don’t wanna waste my whole day
here.
(Amira is a 19 year-old Fire Djinn. She is dark-skinned, with
green eyes and fire atop her head. She has actual hair
somewhere in there, magically unaffected by her fire, which
takes the shape of a wide mohawk. The sides of her head
are shaved. She is wearing a red elbow-length jacket with a
protruding collar, over a black thigh-length strapless dress.
Knee-length slim black boots and a triangular gold necklace.)
BRIAN
Hey.
OZ
H-hi Vicky! Thanks for inviting us!
VICKY
Come on in! I’ve got everything set
up in my room!
BRIAN
"Set-up"?
CUT TO
INT. VICKY’S BEDROOM -AFTERNOON
Vicky and her friends are in Vicky’s room on the top floor
of her house. Some sections of the room are tidy and clean
and other sections are catastrophic. Junk, papers and other
debris. A desk is at the far end underneath a circular
window, a bed is off to the right side, a chalkboard with
many conspiracy-theory-style notes and pictures are on the
left next to a mound of books.
In the centre on the floor is a small table with four pillows,
one for Vicky and each of her guests. Oz is still trying not
to touch anything, Brian still quietly observes and Amira
looks disgusted.
AMIRA
How did you make it look like a
bomb only SORT-OF went off in here?
VICKY
Hey, I did clean up! Some of it.
There was a lot more than I thought
there’d be…
OZ
A-and we all appreciate it, right
guys?
BRIAN
Hmm.
(Brian is a 20-year old Korean-American zombie. The tallest
of the four members of the "Colour Crew".
He has pale green skin, and patches of exposed muscle on
his body. A hole in the right side of his face reveals some of his teeth. The whites in his eyes have darkened to near black.
His dark green hoodie jacket, with its' thick pockets and
puffy grey collar give him the appearance of something heavy.
Like a yak or bison.
His laid-back, deadpan attitude compliments his deep voice. Unremarkable, slightly messy black hair at his peak, and
ancient brown work shoes at the summit.)
ANGLE ON:
Vicky.
VICKY
Alright, now that we’re all here,
let’s go over our various
attributes, likes and dislikes,
quirks and political beliefs, then-
ANGLE ON:
Vicky in the foreground, facing away from the screen. Brian and
Amira have pulled out mobile gaming consoles and are already
playing a game against each other, on Vicky's bed. Oz is sitting
at the table on the floor quietly.
VICKY
Really?
AMIRA
You were talking about stuff, I got
bored!
OZ
Uh, I can play Winner?
(Oz is... okay, this one's a bit tricky to explain.
He's an "embodiment of fear". Dark grey, shadowy
"skin". He has short-ish hair, but it kind of does the Bart
Simpson thing where it blends in, so you don't know where
the hair starts and the skin begins. He has no visible
mouth, and bright white eyes and eyebrows.
A skinny, timid creature, shielded by a white dress shirt
underneath a yellow-orange cardigan, with the sleeves
bunched up above his elbows. His dark grey pants
become darker as they reach his feet, as his wispy
"dark matter" obscures whatever shoes or socks
he might wear.)
ANGLE ON:
Vicky, holding onto a manila folder.
VICKY
Aww come on, I invited you all here
so we could get to know each other!
I even made us color-coded manila
folders-
ANGLE ON:
Brian and Amira sitting on the edge of the bed.
BRIAN
I don’t think outside of school
hours.
AMIRA
Like you’re a Rhodes Scholar at
school.
The sound of defeat emanates from Amira’s console.
BRIAN
This Rhodes Scholar just taught you
a lesson in losing.
Amira experiences anger. Her hair-fire increases in
intensity, and flames shoot out of her eyes. In her growly
rage, she throws her game console at Oz’s head. It lands in
his lap. He seems only mildly concussed.
ANGLE ON:
Vicky.
VICKY
Guys, we can hang out and goof off
any time. But we’re here to get to
know each other!
AMIRA
What do you care?
VICKY
I can help figure out who the best
potential date is for all of us if
I know more about you.
(Vicky is a very short 18 year-old girl. Big, puffy black
hair worn down past her shoulders, with a thick
white streak. Like a Bride of someone, frankly. Her skin
is a very bright and pale green, brighter and paler
than Brian. Sections of her body are stitched together,
visible across her arms, forehead and her right cheek.
Big, blue eyes, and small, thick, rounded eyebrows.
She wears a white dress shirt peeking out from
underneath a blue v-neck sweater. Thin dark gray
pants and sneakers. Pink nails, and soft pink lipstick.)
BRIAN
Vicky, you don’t KNOW someone just
through files and homework. You do
it by spending time together.
AMIRA
Yeah! Hanging out, committing crimes
together!
OZ
Uhh, what I think she’s saying is
friendships are the memories we
make, not just memorizing facts.
AMIRA
I know what I said. Don’t talk for
me. And you, you’re so eager to
'get to know us’, why don’t you
start?
VICKY
…Alright. Fine.
ANGLE ON:
All four of the protagonists sitting at the table on the floor.
Vicky clears her throat.
ANGLE ON:
Vicky.
VICKY
My name is Vicky Schmidt, I’m a
reanimated girl who’s a soft bean
and I really wanna smooch a cutie
on prom night! Who’s next?
ANGLE ON:
Brian.
BRIAN
Brian Yu. I… Exist, next person.
ANGLE ON:
Oz.
OZ
Uh, I’m Oz, I uh-
PAN RIGHT:
AMIRA
Whoa, what are those little fuckers
on you??
Amira has just noticed the small shadow beings that seem to
emanate and live on Oz that are the same colour as him. Dark
gray, with very simple white eyes and mouths. They
are small and easy to draw, little round faces with
thin stick arms. They make no audible sounds, but appear
intelligent and seem to be more expressive emotionally than
Oz.
They're cute, funny little guys.
OZ
Oh, these? I call them “Phobias”. I
don’t know what they’re really
called.
As he points to one, it reaches out to his finger but its’
own little arms are too short to reach. Another one on his
shoulder looks proud, eyes closed as Oz introduces them.
VICKY
Aww, they’re cute! Are they a part
of you, or are they separate?
OZ
I… I don’t know how to answer
that.
BRIAN
Do they poop?
OZ
What? I mean, I hope not!
AMIRA
Is that why you smell like that?
VICKY
Amira! It’s your turn.
AMIRA
Oh come on, we barely got any info
just from that!
OZ tries to sniff his armpit. One of his “phobias”, on his
shoulder has Xs for eyes and pretends to gag and die.
OZ
Does anyone have any deodorant?
BRIAN
Nope.
OZ
Aww, ding-darn it.
Vicky and Amira snicker at Oz’s shocking expletive outburst.
They decide to tease him for it.
AMIRA
Oh no, watch your language young
man!
VICKY
(whispering)
SHHH! Don’t say a bad
word or my mom will hear!
BRIAN
My virgin ears.
They all get some fun out of Oz’s expense. Oz feels smaller
than ever before.
AMIRA
See? THIS is what bonding is:
making fun of Oz!
VICKY
Oh, Oz, I’m sorry.
AMIRA
Alright, alright, let’s find a nice
thot for Oz, someone who’s into…
Little shadow dudes all over.
VICKY
I mean that was the whole point of
inviting you guys here!
BRIAN
To get Oz laid?
VICKY
No! …Maybe. Eventually. But for
all of us! Once we’d have an idea
of our personalities, then we’d
search for potential dates!
OZ
How do we do that?
AMIRA
Yeah, we’re not gonna find anyone
to boink here.
VICKY
…Yeah. If we want to get dates to
the school prom, we’re gonna have
to go straight to the source!
CUT TO
EXT. SPOOKY HIGH CAFETERIA- NOON
VICKY
At our school! Spooky High!
ZOOM OUT
We see the cafeteria of their high school,
packed with the acne-riddled monstrosities
that such a place would attract.
CUT TO BLACK
ACT 1 END
==========
ACT 2
EXT. SPOOKY HIGH CAFETERIA- NOON
Vicky, Brian, Amira and Oz are at the Cafeteria of their
high school observing the other students. They sit near
the exits, at a table and bench next to large glass
windows. The other students go about their lunch
hour as teenagers do, unaware and uninvolved in
this scene. Creatures going through their emo phases.
BRIAN
Sooooooo what are we doing here,
again?
AMIRA
Creepily looking at other high
schoolers.
VICKY
This is recon. According to my
investigations, there’s only 6
students at Spooky High
who don’t have dates to prom.
OZ
Besides us.
AMIRA
Can’t imagine why no one’s asked
the creepy stalkers!
VICKY
Hey, you’re lucky they all happen
to be here at the same time. From
left to right:
CUT TO
Scott and Damien are sitting at the same cafeteria table.
They are doing something really interesting and funny that
relates to their personalities.
VICKY(V.O.)
Scott Howl: Captain of the football
team. Big, hairy, loves sports,
full of cheer and optimism!
BRIAN(V.O.)
Dumber than a box of hammers.
CUT TO
The four protagonists.
VICKY
Hey, don’t be mean! Besides,
innocence is endearing. And in
short supply here.
AMIRA
Ooh, Vicky wants a himbo!
VICKY
You’re telling me you wouldn’t want
a big, strong, cuddly guy who can
bench press you? Somebody change
the subject please!
BRIAN
Who’s that next to him?
CUT TO
Damien, a fiery, crimson-skinned demon boi is
sitting next to Scott, and he is also doing something
really cool and relating to his personality. Totally and for
real... Or looking at their phones.
AMIRA(V.O)
Don’t you know anything? That’s
Damien LaVey. Prince of the 8th
Circle of Hell, knife-fetishist.
OZ(V.O.)
-And the cause of most property
damage in Monstropolis.
CUT TO
The four protagonists.
VICKY
I hear that guy burned down a
volcano!
OZ
That sounds… Impossible.
AMIRA
Sounds like a Friday night to me!
CUT TO
Vera Oberlin and Miranda Vanderbilt are sitting at the next
table. Vera is a gorgon, alternating eating kale and feeding
her hair snakes. Miranda is a pink, aquatic princess,
discussing something to Vera, eyes closed, many delicate
hand gestures. She looks like if a Zora from the Zelda games
was the main character of The Little Mermaid.
VICKY(V.O.)
Next up is Vera Oberlin and Miranda
Vanderbilt. The two wealthiest,
most powerful people in Spooky
High.
AMIRA(V.O)
The two richest bitches.
VICKY(V.O.)
Miranda’s a princess of the
merkingdom. As cute as she is,
she’s more dangerous than she
looks.
CUT TO
The 4 protagonists. They don’t notice Oz is staring.
BRIAN
She doesn’t look intimidating.
VICKY
Miranda is a little more
approachable. But… If you do
something she finds offensive, she
might sick her guards on you.
BRIAN
How come she doesn’t have a fish
tail?
AMIRA
What do you think, she just FLOPS
her way to school?
VICKY
Don’t be mermist, Brian!
AMIRA
But yeah, Miranda MIGHT end you.
Vera though, she’ll straight-up
stab a fucker if he breathes wrong.
VICKY
Or turn you into stone with her
gaze… Her hair-snakes are kind of
cute though…. Hey, Oz, is
everything alright?
SHOT REVERSE SHOT
Oz staring slack-jawed at Vera. One of Vera’s head snakes
tries to eat some of her kale, but she hisses at it and it
stays back. Little simple shadow creatures that pop up on
Oz’s skin and clothes have hearts in their eyes, and one is
drooling.
CUT TO
The 4 protagonists.
VICKY
(gasps)
Oz, do you like Vera?
OZ
…Wowie-zowie.
AMIRA
(laughs)
Oh man, nice knowin’ ya, buddy!
Like a moth to a flame.
VICKY
Yeah, Oz, maybe look for someone a
little less…
BRIAN
Out of his league?
VICKY
I was gonna say Terrifying.
BRIAN
So our options are all homicidal
maniacs?
VICKY
How about uh… Oh, what about Liam
or Polly?
CUT TO
Liam and Polly are sitting at a cafeteria table. Liam is
a hipster vampire with pale purple skin, carefully
setting up his food to take a picture of on his
phone. He's wearing a white dress shirt and suspenders.
Polly is a light blue ghost gal. Party Girl. White tank top
with one strap falling down the side of her arm, exposing
her bra strap. Very short daisy-duke shorts. Girly boots.
She is leaning back in her chair and chugging... something.
AMIRA(V.O)
Who’s the man-bun?
VICKY(V.O.)
Liam de Lioncourt. Prickly,
particular, opinionated.
BRIAN(V.O.)
So… Up his own ass?
CUT TO
The 4 protagonists.
AMIRA
He’s not a sight for sore eyes
though. Is he into girls?
VICKY
He looks… Twink-adjacent?
OZ
I think he’s Liam-sexual. He
doesn’t respect anything unless
it’s counter-culture. To get his
favour, you’d need to do and be
something so against what’s popular
that it would make your eyes bleed.
AMIRA
Not a fan?
OZ
I had to do an assignment with him
and he just turned into a cloud of bats.
(impersonating Liam)
“Ugh, doing things you’re supposed to is
SO mainstream!”.
AMIRA
I think you’re just jelly he’s
sittin’ next to some ghost titty.
BRIAN
Ghost titty, you say?
VICKY
They’re talking about Polly. She’s-
CUT TO
Polly slamming the jug of laundry detergent on the table.
She unleashes a loud and intense belch. The force of which
nearly pushes Liam back and also messes with the food on his
plate he was trying to take pictures of. He readjusts his glasses,
unamused.
CUT TO
The 4 protagonists.
BRIAN
…Enchanting.
VICKY
Yeah, Polly’s a lot less uptight
than the rich kids.
AMIRA
Hell yeah! For a dead girl, she’s
always the life of the party!
OZ
Brian, you don’t remember her from
last week? When she flashed the
whole school with those googly-eye
nipple pasties?
BRIAN
Oh yeah!
ALL FOUR
(with reverence)
"Boobley-Eyes".
VICKY
Well, out of everyone, she’s the
easiest to impress.
AMIRA
Don’t need to be a Fortune 500
company owner or the heir to a
dynasty. Just gotta get her
something bad enough to give her a
good time.
OZ
Uhhh… Enabling someone’s
addictions for romantic favours
seems like kind of a Not-Cool thing
to do.
AMIRA
She’s dead, Oz. She couldn’t
overdose if she tried.
VICKY
She’s snorting toxic waste as we’re
saying this.
BRIAN
Well, I guess it’s either her or
one of the serial killers.
AMIRA
Hey, maybe you and Oz can share
Polly! One tit for each of ya!
VICKY
Alright, that’s enough objectifying
strangers! Let’s say who we wanna
go for, list them in order of
priority, compare, then compare to
our specific-
AMIRA
Alright, look: you wanna know how
to get close to them? You want the
big secret to charming someone? You
go up- and talk to them!
Amira stands up to head to one of the other tables.
VICKY
(whispering)
Amira, noooo!
CUT TO
Amira looks to the 3 tables featuring the 6 romance options.
She struts over to Damien with the exaggerated oh my god I
can’t even write that sarcastically. That game review of
"Miles Morales" on the Playstation is nuclear-levels of cringe.
The point is: she goes to where Damien is sitting.
Damien and Scott are now playing on their phones.
AMIRA
Hey hot stuff-
DAMIEN
Piss off, noob!!
Without looking at her, Damien throws a fork at Amira. It
lands in her head.
ANGLE ON
Simplified drawing of Amira with two Xs in place of eyes and
a gloomy background to show the crushing rejection.
WIDE SHOT
Bird’s eye view of the cafeteria, where all commotion has
stopped and everyone is now looking at Amira.
ANGLE ON
Vicky, Brian and Oz looking terrified for her.
ANGLE ON
Damien. Amira’s shadow towers over Damien who doesn’t notice
the punch coming.
CLOSE UP
A slow motion shot of Amira’s fiery fist colliding with the
side of Damien’s face. The force of which knocks him through
a nearby plate-glass window and into a crater in the grass.
CUT TO
Amira standing, surrounded by smoke, still in the last
“frame” of her punch animation. Her friends are stunned at
what they’ve just seen.
BRIAN
…Well, that’s one way to make a
first impression.
ACT 2 END
==========
ACT 3
EXT. SPOOKY HIGH FIELD -MIDDAY
Damien comes to in the crater while Amira screeches as she
jumps toward him to continue their fight. She leaps and is
going to punch him, but he kicks her in the stomach. The
fight continues in a way that involves lots of interesting
fight choreography and camera angles. It is super cool and
like an anime and stuff.
...Until the budget runs out.
CUT TO:
Live-action footage of a table, with two crudely-crafted
dolls of Damien and Amira. Two hands are mashing the
dolls at each other, while the intense fight music plays.
CUT TO:
EXT. BATHROOMS -MIDDAY
Eventually the fight leads to the bathrooms at
the edge of the school premises, bordering the nearby woods.
The characters gather outside the bathrooms. The sounds of
intense combat, destruction and swearing continue from the
Bathrooms.
SCOTT
I gotta do something! Hold on,
Damien! I’ll fight you so she
can’t!
VICKY
WAIT! You’ll get hurt or killed!
You should stay out here where it’s
safe, and also hi I’m Vicky...
Suddenly the sounds of violence end. A moment later, Amira
and Damien emerge, both putting their clothes back on, and
each join their respective friend groups.
BRIAN
…So who won?
AMIRA
Well, I didn’t get a prom date, but
we fucked. See? Just gotta walk up
and talk to ‘em!
Amira smiles, one of her teeth is missing, and she is
bleeding from her nose.
VICKY
Okay, let’s get you to a hospital.
PAN LEFT
Damien is back with Scott and the crowd of onlookers.
SCOTT
Damien! Are you okay?
DAMIEN
Heh. Yeah, I only broke four ribs
though. Hey, my phone!
Damien takes his phone from Scott who picked it up during
the fight with Amira.
MIRANDA
My goodness! What did you do to
incur such wrath from her?
DAMIEN
I dunno. Just told her to piss off.
Shit, I should tell more girls to
piss off!
A snake snatches away his phone.
DAMIEN
Hey!!
CUT TO
One of Vera Oberlin’s hair snakes has Damien’s phone in its’
jaws.
PAN DOWN
Vera is still eating from a Tupperware container of kale,
holding his phone away from him. She is not making
eye-contact.
VERA
I don’t care how much destruction
you cause to a public school,
Damien. But if I find out you’re
going around insulting women in the
hopes they will ALSO fight and fuck
you… I’ll take away more than
your phone.
Damien growls and approaches Vera.
CLOSEUP
Vera’s eye looks up from her kale to Damien. There is a
viciousness there.
CUT TO
Damien freezing up. Unable to move, or breathe, or blink.
Grey, ashy specks start to form on his extremities.
CUT TO
Vera staring at him a little longer. Then she blinks and
looks back to the kale.
Damien is able to move again. He leans down to catch his
breath. He then approaches Vera, scowling at her. He
extends his hand to get his phone back.
The snake lowers down to the give the phone back, and
then intentionally drops it on the ground. Damien
begrudgingly picks it up. Vera walks away, and one of
her hair snakes hisses at Damien.
CLOSE UP
Damien, looking like he's already planning some revenge for
this slight.
PAN LEFT
Miranda and Scott are behind him.
MIRANDA
You two are friends!
SCOTT
WOO!! Friend-ship! Friend-ship!
SCOTT & MIRANDA
(cheering)
Friend-ship! Friend-ship!
Friend-ship! Friend-ship!
Damien glares as Vera walks away, and crushes his phone in
his hand. Ominous music plays.
But then it stops, and his expression changes and he
looks to his bleeding hand.
DAMIEN
Aww damn it, I forgot!
ANGLE ON:
Vera, walking away, when she hears Vicky in the distance.
VICKY(V.O.)
Oz, catch up!
This catches Vera’s attention. She looks forward to catch Oz
looking in her direction, and he immediately turns tail and
heads back to his friends.
CLOSE UP
Vera narrows her eyes. Weirded out for a moment, even suspicious.
But it quickly passes.
CUT TO
INT. SPOOKY HIGH CAFETERIA -NOON
The four protagonists step over some wreckage and broken
glass. They find Liam and Polly are still at their table, in
spite of all of the commotion.
BRIAN
…You guys are still here?
LIAM
Ugh, do you mind? Don’t interrupt
my Process!
VICKY
Did you two not notice the anime
fight happening?
LIAM
(sighs)
I was TRYING not to!
Polly, who had been laying back in her seat,
pushes her sunglasses up to get a look at
the four new faces.
POLLY
Huh? Whoa! I missed something good!
LIAM
I swear you wouldn’t notice if a
runaway train crashed through here.
POLLY
Hah! That’s how I died!
OZ
Wait, really?
POLLY
Probably. Come on, sit down and
tell me about it!
VICKY
We can’t, we have to get Amira to-
AMIRA
Hey, a pretty girl tells you to
join them and tell them about the
demon you punched and screwed, you
don’t say no!
Amira hobbles over to the cafeteria table Liam and Polly are
sitting at, and her friends join them. Polly adjust her ponytail
made from the same ectoplasmic material as the rest of her.
Liam pushes up his rectangular glasses, resting above his bat-
like nose.
Some times passes after the Colour Crew explain what
happened outside.
POLLY
Damn, girl! You fought Damien and
held your own? And then his own?
AMIRA
Haha, yeah! (coughs)
VICKY
Amira, please, you need medical
attention!
POLLY
Aww, boooo!
BRIAN
I don’t know if she’ll survive much
longer.
POLLY
(excited)
Then she can be a ghost like me! We
can do ghost stuff! It’s like Butt
Stuff except…
BEAT
POLLY
(disappointed)
...I guess it is just Butt Stuff.
OZ
You’re incredible.
Suddenly, the ground shakes. Many footsteps getting closer
and closer.
POV
We see the six students at the table from an overhead view,
of a large monster. Fear, worry, concern and (in Polly’s
case) apathy as they regard this creature.
VICKY
H-hi Principal Giant Spider!
Hehe…
CUT TO
INT. SPOOKY HIGH DETENTION -AFTERNOON
Every student involved with the incident is in detention.
Amira and Damien are wearing casts and bandages in damaged
areas. No one speaks because they are not allowed to speak,
so it’s just a long scene of them quietly sitting in
detention. And while some of the characters are rebellious
enough to not respect the rules, they’d rather not spend
more time in detention than is absolutely necessary. This
paragraph should give an idea for the length of this shot.
CUT TO
EXT. SPOOKY HIGH ENTRANCE -AFTERNOON
The protagonists leave the school. They don’t talk and are
not in a good mood, walking down the sidewalk,
until Polly shows up to talk with them.
POLLY
Hey nerds!
VICKY
What are you doing here?
POLLY
We got interrupted. I wanna hear
more about you guys! You get into
epic showdowns often?
VICKY
Hehe, not really.
AMIRA
Speak for yourself.
POLLY
Hah! You’re rad! So, what are we
doing?
BRIAN
Going home to sleep.
VICKY
Going home to cry.
OZ
Going home to mast- CRY.
POLLY
Aww, lame!
VICKY
Trust me, the spirit is willing but
the flesh is weak.
BRIAN
My spirit wants a nap.
POLLY
Well THIS spirit is bored! Come on,
let’s go to a club, you can tell me
why you’re pickin’ fights at lunch!
AMIRA
I wasn’t tryin’ to start a fight,
but I’ll finish one.
OZ
We’re trying to get dates for prom.
POLLY
Well, beating the shit out of
Damien’s a good start for him!
VICKY
I don’t think that’ll work for
anyone else.
POLLY
Ooh, lookin’ for deets?
BRIAN
"Deets"?
POLLY
Details. I can help you all find a
squeeze for Prom. I’m a
fan-favourite of everyone at this
school, I can be the ultimate
wing-man!
VICKY
Wow, Polly, that’d be great!
AMIRA
Wait… What’s the catch?
POLLY
You gotta make it interesting for
me. Keep me entertained! Get me
some of the good shit. Maybe do my
homework sometimes. Do that, and
I’ll show you how to really live
life at Spooky High!
VICKY
Huddle up!
The four protagonists huddle up.
LOW ANGLE SHOT
We see up at the four in their huddle.
VICKY
You guys, this could be our big
break!
OZ
And all we have to do is gather
illegal substances for Polly while
she helps us…manipulate the
feelings of others, oh god-
AMIRA
Oz, hold it together! Quit getting
all that BITCH on me.
VICKY
Oz, when you go to a job interview,
do you not wear your best clothes
and lie about your accomplishments
to impress them?
OZ
No!
VICKY
Oh…
BRIAN
You don’t have a job, do you?
OZ
Well, I didn’t have to pretend to
be better than I am to meet you
guys.
VICKY
Okay, yeah, you don’t need to do
that with me, but people here have
got higher standards. They can
relax them after they get to know
you, but right now they need
something that’ll WOW them! We have
to get our foot in the door! Who
better to help us than Polly?
AMIRA
You guys could use all the help you
can get.
VICKY
So, are we agreed?
OZ
…I guess.
BRIAN
I’ll say yes to whatever gets me to
a bed faster.
AMIRA
I’m in!
VICKY
Alright! Let’s tell her!
POLLY
I’ve been standing here the entire
time. You weren’t even whispering,
how would I NOT hear you?
VICKY
Oh… Well, we accept your
proposal.
POLLY
Alright!
Vicky and Polly shake hands.
CLOSE UP
Vicky is suddenly covered in shadows.
VICKY
(whispering)
The contract is
sealed!
CUT TO
All of the characters being mildly scared of Vicky. Polly
takes her hand away.
POLLY
Okay then, let’s get down to
business! Which one of you is good
at History?
Vicky whistles innocently, Amira tries not to make
eye-contact, Brian shakes his head, and Oz looks to all of
them and realizes he is the last one standing.
OZ
Aww, ding-darn it.
POLLY
Awesome!
Polly dumps her homework into his arms.
POLLY
You can do it, tiger!
ANGLE ON:
Polly, close-up in the frame, walking away
from the Colour Crew. But she stops when
Brian speaks.
BRIAN
And then you’ll help us get dates
for the prom. That’s the
arrangement, right?
POLLY
OH, yeah. Yeah.
She winks and make a gun-cocking sound and points a finger
gun at them.
POLLY
Later, sluts!
She raises her hand while facing away and leaves. The hand
thing is like an attempt at a wave. The protagonists walk
away, Oz struggling to carry Polly’s books with his fragile,
delicate arms.
ANGLE ON:
Polly. But then, suddenly, a cloud of bats swarms near Polly.
She is unfazed as the bats form together into... Liam.
POLLY
You were right, Liam!
LIAM
And ice is cold. I told you he’d do
all the work.
POLLY
Yeah…
LIAM
Don’t tell me you’re feeling sorry
for them.
POLLY
I don’t know… I should at least
do something for the one who does
my History homework.
LIAM
Ugh, a kid like that is ensnared in
their hormones, just show him your
breast and he’ll do your homework
for a year.
POLLY
Ooh! Speaking of my awesome tits,
have you seen my new character?
Polly pulls up her shirt revealing she has two large
googley-eyes covering her nipples, and a fake mustache above
her belly button.
POLLY
(in a bad accent)
“Oooh! Hey muchachos!
It is I, Senior Teet!”
BEAT
POLLY
…Is that racist?
LIAM
It’s a little racist.
Polly pulls her shirt back down.
POLLY
Aww ding-darn-it.
ACT 3 END
CUT TO CREDITS
("Monster Prom" belongs to Beautiful Glitch)
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