Check out _adrilia_'s take on this whenever she gets it out

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Director-
_Ash-Potato_

Cast-
Future: Ariyaquila
Azael: _Ash-Potato_
Adri, Wera: _adrilia_
Grian Jr., Franceline: Jeina58

Special Guest-
Niza: BarnowlNiza

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"Whelp," Quill says, throwing the script over her shoulder. It landed on the floor, sweeping awas as all papers do, never to be seen again. "Director isn't here-"

"SCREEEEEEE-" Adri inturrupted her, ripping her script in half. The Writing Feather winced, tempted to cover her ears. Jeina stepped forwards, rubbing her forehead with an exhausted sigh.

"I didn't even get a script," she said, a chuckle behind her voice.

"Mine is half blank-" Quill started as Azael kicked the door open. "The director didn't even plan this out-"

"EXCUSE ME WHAT?" The director yelled. Azael glared at Quill who smiled as if she weren't talking.

"Oh hi director," she said nonchalantly, as if they weren't just screaming.

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[Censored for the sake of innocent children.]

"WHAT THE [BEEP] IS GOING ON?" Azael screamed at the people she hired for some reason. In the background, Jeina shrugged, sipping tea with Aviator sunglasses on.

"I DON'T HAVE A MOTHER[BEEP] CLUE," Adri screeched- she really likes screeching- back at the director. Jeina yelped, fumbling with her tea cup. Some splashed out of it. Azael whipped out her director megaphone with a smirk in her eyes.

"CAN Y'ALL STOP MESSING AROUND AND GET BACK TO THE MOVIE?" Azael yelled into the megaphone, shoving half-blank scripts into their hands. Adri glared at her, her ears ringing from the unnecessarily loud call.

"You know that's a [beep] good question Azael WHERE THE [BEEP] ARE WE?" Quill said in reply, voice escalating into a scream.

Where the heck were they indeed, Azael didn't even set the setting or prepare the set.

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Adri looks at the script, confusion clear in her eyes. She squints at it, possibly not understanding... or believing what is on it.

"B-bathrooms? Ghosts?" She looks up with a horrified expression. "DO GHOSTS NEED TO PEE???" Quill was laughing her butt off in the corner of the set as Jeina facepalms. 

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"D A D." Adri yelled. Azael looked over her shoulder.

"Y E S S O N?" she yelled back, setting herself up.

Adri smirked, screaming at the top of her lungs, "UR M O M."

"UR MOM." Azael tried to be louder, resulting in a horrible voice crack. Quill and Jeina shared a concerned look. Jeina quickly ran out a door- the only door- and locked it.

"UR MOM!" Adri screeched. Quill tugged at the door knob.

"UR MOMMMMMMMMMMM!"

"Let me out- LET ME OUTTTTT!" The door didn't budge. She sank against the door, putting her head in her hands.

"UR MOMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!"

"UR MOM!"

"Look at these children I have to baby sit," Quill muttered, covering her ears and wincing whenever the screeching duo tried to go louder.

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Azael tosses the staff at Future. He fails to catch it and it hits him in the head. A 'cut' can be heard in the background as Quill yelps, clutching where she was hit.

"OWW MOMMY AZAEL IS ATTACKING ME!" Quill cries out.

Cue in the laughing from Adri.

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"Why is my script basically flirting with Azael?" Quill asked, pushing the paper away with a stare. The door slammed open, causing Quill, Adri, Jeina, and Azael to flinch.

"AZUTURE!" Niza screamed before slamming the door shut again.

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"I'm beginning to wonder why you hired me to play a male, it's getting confusing to write these situations out," Quill said, thinking out loud.

"What?" Azael asked, frowning.

"Nothing." Quill turns, winking at the readers. Adri snickers from behind, holding up her own part of this.

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"Hi," Jeina said from the corner of the room. Adri, Quill, and Azael whip around to her with startled expression.

"HeY," Adri said, voice cracking. "We forgoT ABOUT FRANCELINE-" Jeina chuckled in response.

"Oh my gooDNESS-" Quill facepalmed, crinkling the papers in her hands.

"OH-" The director yelled, slapping Quill across the face.

"AAAAAAA-" Adri screeched, once again.

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"What happened to Franceline?" Azael asked, looking around at Future and Wera. When no one answered, Quill bit her lip, looking to the side and breaking character.

"She took a bathroom break, yup," the Writing Feather claimed. No one disagreed.

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They were able to get past that part of the script, which lead into this scene.

"That's because she went to go use the restroom, but found all the toilets were exploded," Wera said, looking back and forth between Azael and Future. Adri looked at her script, thinking back on what she just said.

"Wat-" Quill asked for everyone. They all collectively turned to stare at Azael who was flipping through her papers, looking for a plan that didn't exist.

"I thought in the HQ that happened-"

"Uh-" Azael neverously chuckled to herself, rubbing the back of her neck.

"Who gave you this job?" Quill snickered.

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"Yo, so, what is the goal of the ghosts?" Quill asked, staring at the script with mild confusion.

"Free themselves from the curse," Adri replied, also examining hers. Her eyebrows lowered as she kept reading.

"What was the curse?" the Writing Feather asked.

"That they're ghosts."

"Weren't they already dead?"

"... I don't know."

"Check the Google Document, Quill." Azael called from across the set, hearing the conversation. Quill pulled up the document on her phone, Adri peering over her shoulder. They quickly read it.

It didn't answer a single thing.

"So apparently..." Adri started, trying to make sense of the gibberish on the phone. "The ghosts were cursed because they did bad things. They have to kill people and do satanic rituals in order to free themselves from said curse."

"What the frick is the curse?" Quill screamed, her voice echoing across the set.

"That they're ghosts!" Adri tried.

"THEY'RE ALREADY GHOSTS BECAUSE THEY'RE DEAD-"

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"So yes we're going to give your character dark illegal magic and have him drink a potion to get his memories back. Is that okay, Quill?" Azael asked, pushing the fake glasses up her nose further. Quill blinked and stared at her with a dumbfounded expression.

"I mean, yeah, but..."

"Mhm?" Azael prompted, peering over her glasses.

"You do remember that my character reacts badly to magic and passes out with potions, right? After all, you made this character and I auditioned for it, you should remember?" Quill slowly explained, watching the director for her reaction.

"Why does my memory suck?" Azael heavily say down in her chair, sinking below the meeting table.

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"One time the sister tried to shove me into the washing machine..." Quill said, explaing a story to Jeina. (True story.)

Around the corner, Adri writes something down with Azael smirking behind her.

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Adri and Jeina are sneaking around, trying to not be heard. Quill, to their dismay, has sensitive hearing and hears their footsteps.

"No naughty stuff you two!" she calles out, eyes still on her phone reading Wattpad. From around the corner, two sounds of mock-hurt and protest sounded.

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"What's a dolt?" Azeal askes, looking at Quill in confusion. The writing feather stares at her.

"It's an insult, basucally means stupid person."

"Don't worry, Quill!" Niza called from the other side of the set. "I knew what it meant!" Azeal rolled her eyes, walking away and muttering something about hiring the wrong peeps.

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Quill looked at her phone, chilling on the side of the set. She had heard Adri asking Azeal for more quotes she could use in her version of this.

The feather looked at her word count with a sigh.

"Why is this longer than some of my regular one shots? That's pathetic."

;)