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I think I'm gonna board the FBA train (with conductor 
). Never thought I'd be writing in script form again. I don't know how long this is gonna last because I'm not not all that funny, even when I try to be (and when I do the exact opposite of funny, it's funny to others o.o). I wrote this in script form because I thought it would make more sense since this is supposed to be a web show.
Prepare yourself; you're about to meet the most fickle and ranty FBA fan. Or so she thinks she is...
INT. TREY'S CLOSET – NIGHT (7:45 PM)
Static fizzles on your computer screen then slowly clears up, revealing a interior small spear closet with misaligned posters, sloppily taped and pinned on the lavender walls, of FBA teams insignia, the Dakota Bikers, the Newark Pride, the Williamsburg Minuteman, and the Plymouth Taproots, and of players, Valencia Zeraus, Vera La Tiérra, Cheeto Wolfote, and Buck Hopper.
????(O.S)
I love the FBA. I've watched it since I was three years old with my dad and older brother. My favorite teams are the Taproots, the Pride, the Minutemen, and now, the Bikers. Who am I, you ask? My name is Trey Senga Dalton. I'm seven years old and I live in New Orleans, Louisiana.
The head of TREY DALTON, a seven-year-old female Common Squirrel Monkey, suddenly pops up in view, her blue eyes looking brighter from the bright light shining of her computer screen.
TREY
And yes, I'm a girl. (frowns angrily) Girls can have boys name too! Anyone gotta problem with that?!
CUT TO Trey, now standing, wearing an oversized Dakota Bikers jersey over her pajamas. Only the top part of the #7 can be seen.
TREY
My auntie bought me a new laptop for my birthday and it comes with an webcam already inside it.
Her finger grew bigger as she reached up and tapped at the lens on top of the computer screen then shrinks when she pulled it back
TREY
And instead of makin' stupid webvideos about how cute and awesome (she cringes) Justin Beaver is, I wanna make my show dedicated to furs who are real. Powerful! Hardcore! Ones who aren't afraid to show their skills on the basketball court!
Trey ducked down and swiftly held up a wide, cardboard cutout with the FBA insignia that had been drawn with crayons. Only the top of her head appeared in view, still holding up the card which is chopped off the top. She lifted her head up a little, showing only her eyes, and she looked embarrased.
TREY
This woulda been better lookin' if I hadn't ran out of drawing paper. I had to cut up my brother's secret stash box.
CUT TO Trey standing back up again.
TREY
Now that that's over and done with. Let's start the show. Okay, first of all-
She slammed her hands on the desk, causing the webcam to shudder, and glared angrily at it.
TREY (yelling)
What the heck is goin' on with the Minutemen?! Yes they got 22 wins--good job for them--but they scarin' me like they did last year at break when they were 40-7. Now they goin' downhill again! Lost 21 games! ON THEIR HOME TURF! I'm not sayin' any names but some people are slacking off.
She marched over to a poster of Very behind her and, after turning around to face the camera, slammed a fingerof the poster of Vera, thumping it against a wall pin.
TREY (screaming)
GET IT TOGETHER VERA!
She continued glaring at the webcam for a few seconds, then flinched grabbing her finger.
TREY
Ow, ow, ow! (whimpering) My finger—that's my finger
She kissed her finger over and over.
CUT TO Trey again, still standing and composed, staring into the camera.
TREY
And onto other news. Well, I know it. You know it. And just about everyone in the FBA world knows about it. My man, B-Hop, the Lucky Number 7, has left the Thrust and joined the Bikers.
Trey has big, sad puppy eyes while holding up a navy blue and purple Thrusts pennant in her right hand. It has a large blue sad face sticker. She sighed, looking down at the floor and letting her shoulders slump, then suddenly perks up with a big grin on her face.
TREY
Guess that means I'm rootin' for the Bikers then.
She tossed the Thrust pennant over her shoulder, which lands in the small wastebasket in the corner, and held up the a black and white Bikers pennant in her left hand with a large yellow happy face sticker on it and waved it wildly.
TREY
WHOO! Go Bikers! B-Hop did awesome with Stani-, Stani... slaws. Stani-..Stain-ugh! I can never get that name right! (throws her arms up, looking irritated) He did fine there! That's why I'm glad they moved to San Jose! EASIER NAME TO SAY! (calms down) I'll be in trouble if that name appears on the next spelling test. Anyway I'm sure he'll be even awesome-er playing for Dakota. The Thrust manager has no idea what he did.
She smirked.
TREY
(flicks her hand up as if she was tossing an imaginary basketball up toward an imaginary hoop)
When Buck makes those zillions 3-point shots for the Bikers, Mr. Felis will be like--
She deepened her voice, doing a supposed imitation of Thrusts' Manager, Rick Felis.
TREY
'Ugh, I was such an idiot. I shouldn't have done that trade.'
She cleared her throat, returning her voice back to normal.
TREY
What's makin' me nervous is this Ryan Malone jerk.
She ducked down then pops up holding a Furballer magazine( http://www.furaffinity.net/view/9321632/ ), her face hidden behind it.
TREY
He's been givin' Buck problems since he was traded!
She slammed the magazine on the floor, flailing.
TREY
(in a whiny tone)
What crawled and laid eggs in that kangaroo's ears?! (now angry) All I know is he better not do something stupid and this ends up like that game when--
She put emphasis on this name.
TREY
--JULIO did . . . what he did!
She shuddered, shaking her head as if her brain was like an Etch-a-Sketch.
TREY (calmed down, sounding a bit sad)
I still have nightmares about that. . .
Somewhere in the background, a timer beeps every half second. Trey sighed and picked up a timer, shaped like a tiny basketball, and pressed the off switch.
TREY
Well, that sound means it's time for me to get ready for bed. I hate curfews. I won't do another show like this on a school night again. Maybe on Fridays or the weekend.
She looked inspired, thinking to herself.
TREY
Maybe I could do a holiday special, like on Christmas and Halloween--
???? (V.O.)
Trey! Dad says you better have your tail in bed!
Trey cringed and quickly backed away from the laptop and scrunched in the left corner. Just as she crouched down, the closet door opened inward, hiding her. An older simian, male and in his late teens, stepped in and looked around, an irritated look on his face.
????
Trey, I dun feel like playing no games. Come out and get to be-
He stopped short seeing the Thrusters pennant sticking out of the wastebasket. He rolled his eyes.
????
Really, Trey? You wanna go that route just because the Thrusters got rid of your favorite player?
He leaned down to pick up the pennant, not noticing Trey yet, then he turned his head, looking at something on the floor, and frowned as he picked up the Furballer magazine looking it over.
????
I was lookin' all over 'dis! Dammit Trey, I told you to stay out of my room!
He slammed the door behind him, too upset to remember what he was in there for. Trey sighed in relief, sliding down to the ground and disappearing from the camera's view. She crawled to her laptop, peeking up again.
TREY
That loudmouth nightmare was my older brother, Gavin. He watches basketball too. He's likes the Mayors and the Typhoons. (looks around suspiciously and whispers) and I think he has a crush on Pua Quaatsch on the Thrusts team because he has posters of her in his closet hidden behind all his clothes. (yawns sleepily) Well, I'm gonna sign off her and—oh but I need a closer (thinks) . . . I'm Trey Dalton and that's a swish? . . . (raspberries) Nah, that's T. Matt's thing. (continues thinking) Well. . .I've got nothing for a closer. Maybe if this webshow goes well I can think of summin' clever. So I guess this is goodnight for now. Goodnight!
She reached up, pressing a button on the keyboard, and the screen faded to black.
[Trey and Gavin Dalton are ©
. Furballer magainze cover drawn by 
. Buck Hopper and FBA are © and other mentioned teams/players/characters are © to their owners. And a big thanks to 
for putting up with my constant questions and making this 'webisode' make sense.]
). Never thought I'd be writing in script form again. I don't know how long this is gonna last because I'm not not all that funny, even when I try to be (and when I do the exact opposite of funny, it's funny to others o.o). I wrote this in script form because I thought it would make more sense since this is supposed to be a web show.Prepare yourself; you're about to meet the most fickle and ranty FBA fan. Or so she thinks she is...
INT. TREY'S CLOSET – NIGHT (7:45 PM)
Static fizzles on your computer screen then slowly clears up, revealing a interior small spear closet with misaligned posters, sloppily taped and pinned on the lavender walls, of FBA teams insignia, the Dakota Bikers, the Newark Pride, the Williamsburg Minuteman, and the Plymouth Taproots, and of players, Valencia Zeraus, Vera La Tiérra, Cheeto Wolfote, and Buck Hopper.
????(O.S)
I love the FBA. I've watched it since I was three years old with my dad and older brother. My favorite teams are the Taproots, the Pride, the Minutemen, and now, the Bikers. Who am I, you ask? My name is Trey Senga Dalton. I'm seven years old and I live in New Orleans, Louisiana.
The head of TREY DALTON, a seven-year-old female Common Squirrel Monkey, suddenly pops up in view, her blue eyes looking brighter from the bright light shining of her computer screen.
TREY
And yes, I'm a girl. (frowns angrily) Girls can have boys name too! Anyone gotta problem with that?!
CUT TO Trey, now standing, wearing an oversized Dakota Bikers jersey over her pajamas. Only the top part of the #7 can be seen.
TREY
My auntie bought me a new laptop for my birthday and it comes with an webcam already inside it.
Her finger grew bigger as she reached up and tapped at the lens on top of the computer screen then shrinks when she pulled it back
TREY
And instead of makin' stupid webvideos about how cute and awesome (she cringes) Justin Beaver is, I wanna make my show dedicated to furs who are real. Powerful! Hardcore! Ones who aren't afraid to show their skills on the basketball court!
Trey ducked down and swiftly held up a wide, cardboard cutout with the FBA insignia that had been drawn with crayons. Only the top of her head appeared in view, still holding up the card which is chopped off the top. She lifted her head up a little, showing only her eyes, and she looked embarrased.
TREY
This woulda been better lookin' if I hadn't ran out of drawing paper. I had to cut up my brother's secret stash box.
CUT TO Trey standing back up again.
TREY
Now that that's over and done with. Let's start the show. Okay, first of all-
She slammed her hands on the desk, causing the webcam to shudder, and glared angrily at it.
TREY (yelling)
What the heck is goin' on with the Minutemen?! Yes they got 22 wins--good job for them--but they scarin' me like they did last year at break when they were 40-7. Now they goin' downhill again! Lost 21 games! ON THEIR HOME TURF! I'm not sayin' any names but some people are slacking off.
She marched over to a poster of Very behind her and, after turning around to face the camera, slammed a fingerof the poster of Vera, thumping it against a wall pin.
TREY (screaming)
GET IT TOGETHER VERA!
She continued glaring at the webcam for a few seconds, then flinched grabbing her finger.
TREY
Ow, ow, ow! (whimpering) My finger—that's my finger
She kissed her finger over and over.
CUT TO Trey again, still standing and composed, staring into the camera.
TREY
And onto other news. Well, I know it. You know it. And just about everyone in the FBA world knows about it. My man, B-Hop, the Lucky Number 7, has left the Thrust and joined the Bikers.
Trey has big, sad puppy eyes while holding up a navy blue and purple Thrusts pennant in her right hand. It has a large blue sad face sticker. She sighed, looking down at the floor and letting her shoulders slump, then suddenly perks up with a big grin on her face.
TREY
Guess that means I'm rootin' for the Bikers then.
She tossed the Thrust pennant over her shoulder, which lands in the small wastebasket in the corner, and held up the a black and white Bikers pennant in her left hand with a large yellow happy face sticker on it and waved it wildly.
TREY
WHOO! Go Bikers! B-Hop did awesome with Stani-, Stani... slaws. Stani-..Stain-ugh! I can never get that name right! (throws her arms up, looking irritated) He did fine there! That's why I'm glad they moved to San Jose! EASIER NAME TO SAY! (calms down) I'll be in trouble if that name appears on the next spelling test. Anyway I'm sure he'll be even awesome-er playing for Dakota. The Thrust manager has no idea what he did.
She smirked.
TREY
(flicks her hand up as if she was tossing an imaginary basketball up toward an imaginary hoop)
When Buck makes those zillions 3-point shots for the Bikers, Mr. Felis will be like--
She deepened her voice, doing a supposed imitation of Thrusts' Manager, Rick Felis.
TREY
'Ugh, I was such an idiot. I shouldn't have done that trade.'
She cleared her throat, returning her voice back to normal.
TREY
What's makin' me nervous is this Ryan Malone jerk.
She ducked down then pops up holding a Furballer magazine( http://www.furaffinity.net/view/9321632/ ), her face hidden behind it.
TREY
He's been givin' Buck problems since he was traded!
She slammed the magazine on the floor, flailing.
TREY
(in a whiny tone)
What crawled and laid eggs in that kangaroo's ears?! (now angry) All I know is he better not do something stupid and this ends up like that game when--
She put emphasis on this name.
TREY
--JULIO did . . . what he did!
She shuddered, shaking her head as if her brain was like an Etch-a-Sketch.
TREY (calmed down, sounding a bit sad)
I still have nightmares about that. . .
Somewhere in the background, a timer beeps every half second. Trey sighed and picked up a timer, shaped like a tiny basketball, and pressed the off switch.
TREY
Well, that sound means it's time for me to get ready for bed. I hate curfews. I won't do another show like this on a school night again. Maybe on Fridays or the weekend.
She looked inspired, thinking to herself.
TREY
Maybe I could do a holiday special, like on Christmas and Halloween--
???? (V.O.)
Trey! Dad says you better have your tail in bed!
Trey cringed and quickly backed away from the laptop and scrunched in the left corner. Just as she crouched down, the closet door opened inward, hiding her. An older simian, male and in his late teens, stepped in and looked around, an irritated look on his face.
????
Trey, I dun feel like playing no games. Come out and get to be-
He stopped short seeing the Thrusters pennant sticking out of the wastebasket. He rolled his eyes.
????
Really, Trey? You wanna go that route just because the Thrusters got rid of your favorite player?
He leaned down to pick up the pennant, not noticing Trey yet, then he turned his head, looking at something on the floor, and frowned as he picked up the Furballer magazine looking it over.
????
I was lookin' all over 'dis! Dammit Trey, I told you to stay out of my room!
He slammed the door behind him, too upset to remember what he was in there for. Trey sighed in relief, sliding down to the ground and disappearing from the camera's view. She crawled to her laptop, peeking up again.
TREY
That loudmouth nightmare was my older brother, Gavin. He watches basketball too. He's likes the Mayors and the Typhoons. (looks around suspiciously and whispers) and I think he has a crush on Pua Quaatsch on the Thrusts team because he has posters of her in his closet hidden behind all his clothes. (yawns sleepily) Well, I'm gonna sign off her and—oh but I need a closer (thinks) . . . I'm Trey Dalton and that's a swish? . . . (raspberries) Nah, that's T. Matt's thing. (continues thinking) Well. . .I've got nothing for a closer. Maybe if this webshow goes well I can think of summin' clever. So I guess this is goodnight for now. Goodnight!
She reached up, pressing a button on the keyboard, and the screen faded to black.
[Trey and Gavin Dalton are ©
. Furballer magainze cover drawn by 
. Buck Hopper and FBA are © and other mentioned teams/players/characters are © to their owners. And a big thanks to 
for putting up with my constant questions and making this 'webisode' make sense.]
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