First Day
“Day, after day, I get angry”
-Violent Femmes, Add It Up
Prologue: (Not so Fresh) Off the Plane
Sweat…
Perspiration rolled down the boy’s forehead. When he stepped past the sliding glass door of the airport terminal, it seemed to Alex Goldberg that a warm wet glove had enveloped his body and had begun to wring the sweat from him like a damp dishrag. It was good, though, because the heat distracted him from other things.
********** Character Portfolio – Alex Goldberg
Exhibit 1: A picture of a prepubescent boy mooning a Boston, MA City Limit sign.
Exhibit 2: Film footage of Sister Angela smacking the young boy’s knuckles with a ruler at an orphanage.
Exhibit 3: A newspaper article from Boston Globe (October 13th, 2008) BOY HACKS RMV! GIVES EVERYONE A TICKET!
Exhibit 4: Film footage of Sister Angela throwing Alex into a closet and then locking it behind him.
Exhibit 5: Excerpt from a doctors report dated, April 14th, 2009: …Patient admitted following a severe allergic reaction to a common bee sting. Antihistamines ineffective. Attempted to administer Atropine via pneumatic syringe. Patient used strange (WTF) power??? to subdue orderly and inserted the syringe into the nurse’s rect…
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Dang, it’s hot out here!, thought Alex I wonder if Texas is like this year ‘round. He wiped his face and dug in his travel bag for the sun tan lotion Sister Angela had packed. Applying the lotion to his face and neck the boy thought, Good thing she gave this to me, skin cancer’s a bad mother…
“Shut your mouth, Vato!” laughed an olive skinned young man behind Alex.
“But I didn’t say anything,” muttered a perplexed Alex.
“I know, you didn’t have too,” replied Justin Alambra. He pointed to Alex’s temple with two fingers and a cocked thumb.
“Boom,” whispered the Latino.
********** Character Portfolio – Justin Alambra
A .JPEG of a junior Mafioso wearing a red dew rag and making a gang sign – EASTSIDE!
A Segment from COPS:2013
A young shirt-less Latino sits in the back of a squad car with his hand cuffed behind him and his face blurred.
Police Officer McGinty: “Son, if you take the rough road, sooner or later, you’re gonna hit the bad brakes”
Later in the segment, Officer McGinty waxes philosophical: “This mutant violence problem crops up from time to time, you just gotta roll with it you know…it’s part of the job”
Film Footage from a prison yard shows a young boy getting “Cut” for the first time. An older inmate leans over behind the boy creating the tattoo with black ink from a pen and a sewing needle. Slowly, the word “Alambra” takes form on the boy’s back.
A grainy pinhole night vision security camera shows the following scene unfold in a cell:
Justin rubs his backside while pulled up his pants. He then kicks the already recumbent form lying on the cell floor. Spitting on his assailant, he yells, “Who’s the B****, now?”
Alambra stares intently at the nearly unconscious inmate. Suddenly, the would-be rapist thrashes on the floor and his mouth tries to form a scream, but no sound emerges.
Another film taken from the prison yard shows a slightly older young man getting a tattoo on his left shoulder. He smiles sublimely at the form of the Crucifix as it takes shape against his brown skin.
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Alex shivered. He looked around and shivered again.
“Get on the stupid bus, Esse,” grinned Alambra, trying not to look at the crowd being held back by the police.
“Yeah, RRRRrrrriiiiighhht, Is it always this hot in San Antonio?” temporized a perspiring Goldberg.
“Boy, get you up on that bus,” said a dapper young man dress in a suit. “And to answer your question,” grinned Kayden Devereux, “Yes, it is always this hot in San Antonio, trust me.”
********** Character Portfolio – Kayden Devereux
PAPE LEJUNE: “Damn you Devereux, you go to H***!”* BAMM! The shotgun’s thunderous cacophony rattles the door of the laundry chute where 6-year-old Kayden hides. He hears the sound of boot steps stomp away and a door slam close. Still, the boy waits, trembling. As a tear rolls down the corner of his key, he waits, and says nothing.
2012 Junior National Gymnastic Finals:
“Well, Bill, that was a fine performance by Kayden Devereux. Barring injury, he should be a potent force during the 2016 Olympics”
“Of course, Pat, but the fate of mutant athletes such as young Kayden is currently being considered by the IOC…”
“Don’t you worry Tommy-boy, I’ll fix this right up,” says Kayden as he rubs his hands together and applies his palms to Tommy’s ankle. Slowly, under Kayden’s ministrations, the red swelling begins to abate. “You shouldn’t ’ve tried that dismount. Just cuz I can do it doesn’t mean you can. This isn’t monkey see, monkey do, understand?” lectures Kayden. Tommy grimaces and looks away.
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“Bah, I should’ve hired a limo, like my Aunt told me,” grunted an exasperated Devereux as he tried to maneuver his designer luggage into the overhead storage bin on the tour bus.
“Dude, you have a limo? Bad-A$$’” guffawed a boy so large he took up two seats on the bus by himself.
“Yeah, I’ve got a limo. It even has enough room in the back for you, double-wide,” smirked Kayden.
“Hey, I’m just big-boned!” complained a disgruntled Daniel Espinoza as he munched on a candy bar.
Scratching his head, Goldberg says, ”Say aren’t you that kid who beat up that boy and sent him into a coma?”
Daniel’s face falls and he turns to look out the window at a protester screaming obscenity at him.
********** Character Portfolio – Daniel Espinoza
A .BMP of a fat kid giving the finger to a sign reading Boston, MA City Limits graces the desktop of Daniel’s home computer.
Another .BMP shows the backside of a fat kid urinating into the Big Dig…(Yes, folks it still isn’t finished!)
A video of a fat kid wrestling with a boy much older than him ends with the boy getting pinned.
A surveillance video taken by an undercover policeman shows a felon applying a pneumatic syringe to the shoulder of a fast kid. As the boy looks away, the Trainer says, “Good, with this, no one will get in your way now”
A Greater Boston Area Wrestling Championship medal hangs on Daniel’s bedroom wall.
“Hey! Mutey,” yells the Freckled kid whom is encouraged by his friends. Daniel tries to ignore him, but he can feel the rage build inside. Freckles snickers, “Don’t you know, Fat-A$$, there are starving kids in Africa?” Daniel flushes in shame and glances at his laden lunch tray as the rest of the kids in the cafeteria begin to laugh nervously. “What’s a matter, cat got your tongue? Or is that Lingua?” Gasps of disbelief echo the boy’s statement, but Daniel cannot hear them. He slowly stands up and faces his tormentor. A strange sound echoes through the cafeteria – the sound of ceramic tile cracking under pressure. Freckles takes a step back, but he doesn’t realize you shouldn’t run from a predator. Daniel takes a step after him and another tile cracks under his weight. Freckles turns to run, but Daniel only smiles malevolently…And Leaps.
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The rest of the aspiring students took their seats until the bus was full. Each one looked frightened. Each young man and woman had seen the signs in front of the airport terminal.
“Listen up, Maggots,” yelled the bus driver, “sit down and fasten your seat-belts!”
The door to the bus swung closed and the bus took off through the arid August heat toward their new home for the next nine months.
“The last time I was on a bus like this, they took me from juvee,” mused Alambra, “But why does it feel like I’m going to jail?”
He looked out his window at the crowd thronged at the airport terminal. He could just barely read the placards held aloft by the protesters, Mutant = MUD!.
“Day, after day, I get angry”
-Violent Femmes, Add It Up
Prologue: (Not so Fresh) Off the Plane
Sweat…
Perspiration rolled down the boy’s forehead. When he stepped past the sliding glass door of the airport terminal, it seemed to Alex Goldberg that a warm wet glove had enveloped his body and had begun to wring the sweat from him like a damp dishrag. It was good, though, because the heat distracted him from other things.
********** Character Portfolio – Alex Goldberg
Exhibit 1: A picture of a prepubescent boy mooning a Boston, MA City Limit sign.
Exhibit 2: Film footage of Sister Angela smacking the young boy’s knuckles with a ruler at an orphanage.
Exhibit 3: A newspaper article from Boston Globe (October 13th, 2008) BOY HACKS RMV! GIVES EVERYONE A TICKET!
Exhibit 4: Film footage of Sister Angela throwing Alex into a closet and then locking it behind him.
Exhibit 5: Excerpt from a doctors report dated, April 14th, 2009: …Patient admitted following a severe allergic reaction to a common bee sting. Antihistamines ineffective. Attempted to administer Atropine via pneumatic syringe. Patient used strange (WTF) power??? to subdue orderly and inserted the syringe into the nurse’s rect…
**********
Dang, it’s hot out here!, thought Alex I wonder if Texas is like this year ‘round. He wiped his face and dug in his travel bag for the sun tan lotion Sister Angela had packed. Applying the lotion to his face and neck the boy thought, Good thing she gave this to me, skin cancer’s a bad mother…
“Shut your mouth, Vato!” laughed an olive skinned young man behind Alex.
“But I didn’t say anything,” muttered a perplexed Alex.
“I know, you didn’t have too,” replied Justin Alambra. He pointed to Alex’s temple with two fingers and a cocked thumb.
“Boom,” whispered the Latino.
********** Character Portfolio – Justin Alambra
A .JPEG of a junior Mafioso wearing a red dew rag and making a gang sign – EASTSIDE!
A Segment from COPS:2013
A young shirt-less Latino sits in the back of a squad car with his hand cuffed behind him and his face blurred.
Police Officer McGinty: “Son, if you take the rough road, sooner or later, you’re gonna hit the bad brakes”
Later in the segment, Officer McGinty waxes philosophical: “This mutant violence problem crops up from time to time, you just gotta roll with it you know…it’s part of the job”
Film Footage from a prison yard shows a young boy getting “Cut” for the first time. An older inmate leans over behind the boy creating the tattoo with black ink from a pen and a sewing needle. Slowly, the word “Alambra” takes form on the boy’s back.
A grainy pinhole night vision security camera shows the following scene unfold in a cell:
Justin rubs his backside while pulled up his pants. He then kicks the already recumbent form lying on the cell floor. Spitting on his assailant, he yells, “Who’s the B****, now?”
Alambra stares intently at the nearly unconscious inmate. Suddenly, the would-be rapist thrashes on the floor and his mouth tries to form a scream, but no sound emerges.
Another film taken from the prison yard shows a slightly older young man getting a tattoo on his left shoulder. He smiles sublimely at the form of the Crucifix as it takes shape against his brown skin.
**********
Alex shivered. He looked around and shivered again.
“Get on the stupid bus, Esse,” grinned Alambra, trying not to look at the crowd being held back by the police.
“Yeah, RRRRrrrriiiiighhht, Is it always this hot in San Antonio?” temporized a perspiring Goldberg.
“Boy, get you up on that bus,” said a dapper young man dress in a suit. “And to answer your question,” grinned Kayden Devereux, “Yes, it is always this hot in San Antonio, trust me.”
********** Character Portfolio – Kayden Devereux
PAPE LEJUNE: “Damn you Devereux, you go to H***!”* BAMM! The shotgun’s thunderous cacophony rattles the door of the laundry chute where 6-year-old Kayden hides. He hears the sound of boot steps stomp away and a door slam close. Still, the boy waits, trembling. As a tear rolls down the corner of his key, he waits, and says nothing.
2012 Junior National Gymnastic Finals:
“Well, Bill, that was a fine performance by Kayden Devereux. Barring injury, he should be a potent force during the 2016 Olympics”
“Of course, Pat, but the fate of mutant athletes such as young Kayden is currently being considered by the IOC…”
“Don’t you worry Tommy-boy, I’ll fix this right up,” says Kayden as he rubs his hands together and applies his palms to Tommy’s ankle. Slowly, under Kayden’s ministrations, the red swelling begins to abate. “You shouldn’t ’ve tried that dismount. Just cuz I can do it doesn’t mean you can. This isn’t monkey see, monkey do, understand?” lectures Kayden. Tommy grimaces and looks away.
**********
“Bah, I should’ve hired a limo, like my Aunt told me,” grunted an exasperated Devereux as he tried to maneuver his designer luggage into the overhead storage bin on the tour bus.
“Dude, you have a limo? Bad-A$$’” guffawed a boy so large he took up two seats on the bus by himself.
“Yeah, I’ve got a limo. It even has enough room in the back for you, double-wide,” smirked Kayden.
“Hey, I’m just big-boned!” complained a disgruntled Daniel Espinoza as he munched on a candy bar.
Scratching his head, Goldberg says, ”Say aren’t you that kid who beat up that boy and sent him into a coma?”
Daniel’s face falls and he turns to look out the window at a protester screaming obscenity at him.
********** Character Portfolio – Daniel Espinoza
A .BMP of a fat kid giving the finger to a sign reading Boston, MA City Limits graces the desktop of Daniel’s home computer.
Another .BMP shows the backside of a fat kid urinating into the Big Dig…(Yes, folks it still isn’t finished!)
A video of a fat kid wrestling with a boy much older than him ends with the boy getting pinned.
A surveillance video taken by an undercover policeman shows a felon applying a pneumatic syringe to the shoulder of a fast kid. As the boy looks away, the Trainer says, “Good, with this, no one will get in your way now”
A Greater Boston Area Wrestling Championship medal hangs on Daniel’s bedroom wall.
“Hey! Mutey,” yells the Freckled kid whom is encouraged by his friends. Daniel tries to ignore him, but he can feel the rage build inside. Freckles snickers, “Don’t you know, Fat-A$$, there are starving kids in Africa?” Daniel flushes in shame and glances at his laden lunch tray as the rest of the kids in the cafeteria begin to laugh nervously. “What’s a matter, cat got your tongue? Or is that Lingua?” Gasps of disbelief echo the boy’s statement, but Daniel cannot hear them. He slowly stands up and faces his tormentor. A strange sound echoes through the cafeteria – the sound of ceramic tile cracking under pressure. Freckles takes a step back, but he doesn’t realize you shouldn’t run from a predator. Daniel takes a step after him and another tile cracks under his weight. Freckles turns to run, but Daniel only smiles malevolently…And Leaps.
**********
The rest of the aspiring students took their seats until the bus was full. Each one looked frightened. Each young man and woman had seen the signs in front of the airport terminal.
“Listen up, Maggots,” yelled the bus driver, “sit down and fasten your seat-belts!”
The door to the bus swung closed and the bus took off through the arid August heat toward their new home for the next nine months.
“The last time I was on a bus like this, they took me from juvee,” mused Alambra, “But why does it feel like I’m going to jail?”
He looked out his window at the crowd thronged at the airport terminal. He could just barely read the placards held aloft by the protesters, Mutant = MUD!.
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I like the way you tryes to capture each players take on their character. And hey, Daniel anit fat 
he's just big boneded like his momma said. Heheh, gotta love the density power... only 14 yet able to throw full size trucks at the people he loves 
). 
