Thanks @AdrienMiller (actually @DreMill, he's blocked though T^T) for the suggestion to add music :D What do you think of a Colette's Scrapbook audiobook? (If you like it, tell me!!) Chapter 1 (read if you haven't already): https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/478714697/ Chapter 2 (read if you haven't already): https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/481943911/ Chapter 3 (read if you haven't already): https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/488259042/ Chapter 4 (read if you haven't already): https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/510366596/ Chapter 5 (read if you haven't already): https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/522797742/ Official studio: https://scratch.mit.edu/studios/28652451/ vvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvv Colette's Scrapbook (working title) by @astrawberrymilkshake Chapter 6 - Starr-park Testing Unit It wasn’t my fault. I’m just a robot. I couldn’t have done anything. Not like THEY cared about my future. It started when all the aliens started controlling me the day I arrived in BrawlTopia. It was a mess. I always had a splitting headache, even as a robot. But I didn’t come for headaches. I came to give entertainment. Today was my first stunt show. I was so excited! I made a few friends, and they set up a whole celebration for ALL the Brawlers to come to watch! I looked up at a blue banner- WELCOME TO BRAWLTOPIA, S.T.U.! I didn’t have much time to gaze when El Primo pulled me onstage. The crowd of 44 Brawlers roared as I rolled on. I must have gotten really hot- a robot’s way of blushing. “Give it up for S.T.U.!!” Primo cried, his voice cracking. “Starr-park Testing Unit!!!” That’s when I froze. Starr-park Testing Unit? What was this “Starr-park”? I tapped El Primo’s shoulder to ask him, but he hurried off the stage, leaving a mic in my hands. “Uh...” I stared at the crowd. They had gone completely silent, waiting for my speech to start. “S-so, um, h-hi?” Nervously, I stared at the decorations. Maroon curtains were draped behind me. A huge sign hung from the ceiling, screaming, “The S.T.U. is here!” with a million exclamation points. “I’m... r-really exci-ited to... t-o be here. Thanks, f-for the p-party. I ap-appreciate it.” I managed a weak smile and shoved on my helmet. In front of me was a huge stunt set-up. El Primo ran back onstage with a stunt bike and gestured for me to follow him. I did, but it was a huge mistake. He faced the crowd. “Stu will perform a stunt show,” El Primo announced. “No flash cameras. Please mute your cellphones.” He shot a look at Emz, then continued. “Most importantly, ENJOY!” My hands were shaking. I was actually very nervous... who wouldn’t be? I stared at the bike, and suddenly I heard a voice in my head. “You don’t need that bike,” it said. “You have a wheel for a reason.” Instead of using the bike, I started rolling. My wheel was weirdly hot, and that’s when I noticed there was a trail of FIRE behind me! All the Brawlers’ gasps turned into shrieks and cries. The fire was spreading really fast. Suddenly, I felt a strong urge to shoot flames at everyone. Then my robot-body thought for me. Unable to control myself, I was shooting flames everywhere and destroying EVERYTHING. But I couldn’t help it. In the distance, I caught Belle, another newbie, running towards the BrawlTopia Bank while no one was looking. I had to do something, but I couldn’t! I finally realized. Starr-park Testing Unit. I wasn’t made for living my dreams and doing stunt shows, I was made for testing evil plans in favor of Starr Park. What have I done? ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ This one is the longest and probably the most boring. I'm sorry, I tried. :] fOlLoW oR eLsE sTu WiLl gO bOnKeRs WhEn YoU pLaY hIm!!! Tags: Other: I appreciate tips, plot twists, etc! Also, thanks guys for 510+ followers!!!!!! (only ten because its only been like 4 days lol)
