1. Feast [A boy in a cape and bizarre gnome's hat is sitting at the feast and looking.
Well, terrified. The food at his plate is completely untouched as he's just staring at the hall in something that is in between awe and abject horror.]
Welp. That's it. We've gone from being lost to being kidnapped. It's just all going down hill from here. Trapped for all eternity in a dark in twisted land until our souls become like the land.
Lost and twisted.
[And hungry. He looks down to take a scoop off his plate when suddenly one of the caterers comes and grabs it out from under him. He stares at the empty spot in front of him.]
Oh. I wasn't going to it that anyway. Well, I was. Or I was thinking about it about if I was going to eat or if I wasn't.
[No one cares. The caterer is already out of sight.]
2. Around
[And now the kid is approaching you. He looks rather nervous and at the same time, completely put out. Like he really really doesn't want to do this but he has to. He shuffles up to you and starts a, clearly rehearsed, question.]
Hey, so my name's Wirt. And I'm lost. Or I was lost. But I guess now I'm kidnapped. But I don't know where this is either, so lost and kidnapped.
Anyway, me and my brother have to get home. [He gestures to the empty space beside him. Then blinks, realizing the mistake.] Well, he's Greg and he's... somewhere. Probably not getting into trouble No, he's getting into trouble. But anyway, if you could give us, or me, some directions and I'll go find him that would be great.
Or if you've even just seen him and could point me in that direction. That would be a good first step.
Wirt | Over the Garden Wall| Undecided
[A boy in a cape and bizarre gnome's hat is sitting at the feast and looking.
Well, terrified. The food at his plate is completely untouched as he's just staring at the hall in something that is in between awe and abject horror.]
Welp. That's it. We've gone from being lost to being kidnapped. It's just all going down hill from here. Trapped for all eternity in a dark in twisted land until our souls become like the land.
Lost and twisted.
[And hungry. He looks down to take a scoop off his plate when suddenly one of the caterers comes and grabs it out from under him. He stares at the empty spot in front of him.]
Oh. I wasn't going to it that anyway. Well, I was. Or I was thinking about it about if I was going to eat or if I wasn't.
[No one cares. The caterer is already out of sight.]
2. Around
[And now the kid is approaching you. He looks rather nervous and at the same time, completely put out. Like he really really doesn't want to do this but he has to. He shuffles up to you and starts a, clearly rehearsed, question.]
Hey, so my name's Wirt. And I'm lost. Or I was lost. But I guess now I'm kidnapped. But I don't know where this is either, so lost and kidnapped.
Anyway, me and my brother have to get home. [He gestures to the empty space beside him. Then blinks, realizing the mistake.] Well, he's Greg and he's... somewhere. Probably not getting into trouble No, he's getting into trouble. But anyway, if you could give us, or me, some directions and I'll go find him that would be great.
Or if you've even just seen him and could point me in that direction. That would be a good first step.
[Brother of the year, clearly.]