TOP SECRET
FROM THE SIS ARCHIVES
-Transcribed from an interview with Commander Slate
(OBE), about her actions during the war. -
"Ultimately history will judge our actions at F.A.N.G., whether the ends did indeed justify the proverbial means. Regardless, I will always stand by what we did with Operation: Coffin Drop, despite the loss and destruction."
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Content Warnings: Vampire Fantasy Violence, Descriptions of Gore, Nazis, Hitler, Body Horror, Oral Trauma, Threat to Animals, Misophonia: Bats, Rats
Coffin Drop Ep 4 – “They Might Know That We Are Here”
[The hum of Paris]
T.
As you reach the base of this tower from the ammunition depot supply side of things, you can see those planes that were attracted to Iryna [plane zooms, dropping something] releasing their payload as paratroopers float down and cling to the sides of it, attaching metal clips to cables and pulling out rifles. Looking down, preparing for your ascent.
Chuck.
Omar
Well, first I gotta spend a Blood since I’m full of holes. There we go.
I’m gonna turn to the group and say…
Chuck (Omar)
Are we gonna try to go up quietly, or are we kind of just… we’re already known?
Flint (Cameron)
I think they might know that we are here.
Kim
[Laughs]
Flint (Cameron)
I think there’s a chance that some sort of communication got through, yes.
Chuck (Omar)
Yeah, alright. Yeah. No, Flint, you’re a smart guy. [Laughs] That’s a pretty good point, when you put it that way.
Chuck
Alright. I’m gonna go to one of the elevators and see if I can kick it with my injured bootlegger leg, to get it to move us up quickly. I’m gonna use Fix on the elevator shaft, considering we probably had our own little minecart shaft situations, when we were running alcohol through Tennessee.
T.
Whatever justification you need. Go ahead and kick this elevator faster.
Omar
Here we go.
[Rolls dice] That’s two crits.
Kim
Let’s go.
T.
Phenomenal. You press the button. It’s not coming fast enough. So you reach up and kick. As you do, the elevator – bing! – sinks to the bottom, doors open. There’s a squad of Nazi soldiers in there. They all take up their guns and [bullet fire] open fire on the lot of you. Completely missing entirely. I got no successes.
Omar
[Laughs]
Beverlee
Amazing.
Kim
Incredible.
T.
Where’d you like to apply those successes?
Omar
As they shoot at us, I think it’s like…
Chuck (Omar)
Oh, okay. Hold on. One sec.
Omar
And I’ll pull out a knife and slice one of the wires. So it’s like haywiredly going up between levels one and three very quickly, to just shake them up and hurt them in a metal box.
T.
[Frantic elevator sounds]
Omar
As it dings open, with four damage done to…
T.
You’re using the Eiffel Tower as a bartender, and shaking up a Nazi martini.
Omar
A thousand percent.
T.
Gotcha. Gotcha, gotcha. So I’ll apply both of those crits to them. Nicole.
Beverlee
Can I try and shoot the cables holding these guys up, with this machine gun? Do we think I could throw a grenade up there, too?
T.
I… I think you can do whatever you dream you can do.
Beverlee
Great!
T.
If you wanna talk about an enclosed space? An elevator, I think…
Beverlee
I know. But I don’t want to blow up our means of getting to the top!
T.
Well there’s like nine elevators.
Beverlee
Okay, great.
T.
You know, this is a popular tourist attraction. You’re not going to be waiting for a lift. It’s like the Empire State Building.
Beverlee
Okay. Then let’s do that. I see Chuck shaking one elevator, as another elevator comes down. And I go…
Nicole (Beverlee)
No, no, no.
Beverlee
And I throw a grenade in there. And I aim my machine gun up at the cables, and I’m just trying to spray those cables down.
T.
Go ahead and roll Shoot. Add your grenades, plus enclosed spaces, add your submachine gun.
[Rolls dice] Goose egg.
Beverlee
Five successes and a crit.
[Everyone is gagged]
T.
No matter what I said, you were gonna have a shit-eating grin on your face…
Beverlee
Well I wouldn’t call it shit. But perhaps blood…
Omar
[Laughs]
Beverlee
For my crit, can I reduce the objective’s Challenge level by one?
T.
Mmhmm.
Beverlee
And then let’s spend five on the threat?
Kim
Oh my god…
Omar
Let’s go.
T.
You – ding! – the doors open. Ping! [Throwing sound] Pull out the pin. The grenade falls in. [Soft pop] Red mist. This is like a glass circle of elevators, as well, do display the view of France as they ascend. Coated red. Completely opaque.
Beverlee
Did I reduce it to zero?
T.
You sure did.
Beverlee
Okay, great.
T.
As you are shooting, and – ping! ping! ping! – the cables of several of these paratroopers send them careening to the ground, creating sidewalk Jackson Pollocks around you.
Beverlee
Oh my god…
As that mist happens, I sort of catch it like a dog at a sprinkler. [Gobbles it up] And the hole where I had been bleeding out sort of closes up.
T.
Wild.
[Chuckles] Okay. Flint.
Cameron
Are there still Nazis up and down the tower?
T.
The armored infantry squad has been taken out, but the paratroopers are still parachuting in. And you are still at the base of the tower. So there are still cars coming up from the various boulevards and closing around this plaza. Or this… whatever the French word is for plaza.
Cameron
[Chuckles] I would like to use my final use of the gorillas. I would like to have them then scramble up the tower and leap off, grabbing parachuters out of the air and pulling them to the ground with them.
Kim
Oh my god.
T.
Fantastic. Go ahead and roll Brawl.
Cameron
Two crits, one success.
T.
Two successes.
Cameron
Okay. One crit to knock those out. And then I turn to my little battalion of gorillas and say…
Flint (Cameron)
They call us half human, half beast. But remind them what happens when human forgets they are beasts themselves!
T.
One of the gorillas signs to you…
Guerilla Gorilla (T.)
We who are about to die salute you, brother.
Cameron
I salute back.
T.
They [climbing sounds] with their long arms grabbing the metal struts, ascend the towers quickly. One of them gets to the antenna at the top, hanging off, swats his arm at these planes as they come by. And one, a paratrooper jumps out. As he does, pulls back and – boing! – catapults himself off of the antenna, grabs the paratrooper, and then takes the string that would deploy his parachute and just wrenches it off with his teeth. AS they fall together [falling] into the streets of Paris.
Eponine Colette Fantine looks at you, Nicole.
Eponine Colette Fantine (T.)
That was beautiful.
T.
She takes a drag of her cigarette, shotguns the smoke into your mouth and kisses you full on the lips.
[Everyone gasps]
T.
Spins around, offers the lit cigarette to you Iryna.
Kim
I’ll take it.
T.
And then over the burnt end, opens her mouth and kisses you. Pulls back, spits it out still lit, catches it in her lips.
Eponine Colette Fantine (T.)
It was an honor to know you both.
T.
And uses the cigarette, applies it to her backpack where there is a fuse hanging out the back.
Beverlee
[Gasps]
T.
And it rockets her into the air, jetpack style. As she begins to fall at the height of her flight, she takes out a rifle and then slow motion we see as she just [pops, pops] fires at the paratroopers, still falling about the air. Putting holes in their chutes as they plummet to the ground. And she looks up toward the sky at the full moon, still glowing.
Eponine Colette Fantine (T.)
Viva la revolucion.
T.
And then falls. We never see where her body hits the ground.
Apply all of those successes to the threat, Flint?
Cameron
Yes.
Beverlee
Nicole’s eyes are wide as the cigarette smoke just gently leaks out of her mouth.
T.
You now have a clear path up toward the tower, Iryna.
Kim
T, you know what? Waiting in an elevator sounds really boring.
T.
I agree.
Kim
Why not bring the zeppelin to us?
T.
[Laughs]
Kim
I’m gonna hop into my tank, and I wanna hit the gas and smash it through one of the legs of the Eiffel Tower.
T.
I love that. Go ahead and roll… either brawl or fix…
[Everyone laughs]
Beverlee
The two are so intertwined!
Kim
Let’s say Brawl. I don’t know. Wrestling the Eiffel Tower.
Cameron
Reverse Fix.
T.
I get no successes automatically, because you reduced both threats to 0 within the round. Reinforcements don’t kick in until the end of the round. Go ahead and destroy a treasured international landmark.
Kim
Three successes. I would like to apply tow of them to the objective. And I’d like to get 1 Blood. As one of the paratroopers drops into the tank next to me.
Iryna (Kim)
I manifest, and the Earth provides. Fabulous.
Kim
And I sink my teeth into his neck.
T.
Oh, and I thought the Nazis were the real monsters…
Beverlee
The paratrooper has a teeth mark with Eponine’s lipstick as well on it.
Kim
Fuck yeah.
Omar
Yes!
Kim
Absolutely.
T.
The tank [crashes] careens into the struts. It rips a hole into its steel carapace. You can see the treads are all mangled. There’s no more use of this beautiful beast.
But as it does, the rivets pop off like popcorn kernels. And taking a page from Pisa [the tower leans, falls] the Eiffel Tower leans to a jaunty 45 degree angle. Basically a ramp that you can just run up.
Kim
I hop out of the tank. Flip my hair. I’ve spent 3 Blood, the hair is looking fabulous again.
Beverlee
Woo!
T.
That kiss.
Kim
Yeah, that kiss. And I drop the keys to the tank. I don’t need this anymore. And I pull out the keys to the armored Volkswagen. Chirp chirp.
T.
It [zoom] remote careens through the street and pulls up alongside you. As it does, more paratroopers are coming out of the sky. There are only so many gorillas, but these Nazis seem to have no limits as they fall to the ground, peppering the cobbles with spray.
Kim
I hop into the front seat of the Volkswagen. I pick up some sunglasses that were left on the passenger seat. Slide them over my eyes.
Iryna (Kim)
Get in, angels. We have a Fuhrer to kill.
Omar
[Chuckles]
T.
That is Chuck.
Chuck (Omar)
You don’t gotta tell me twice, ma’am!
Kim
[Laughs]
Omar
I’ll hop into the passenger seat, start to buckle in, and go…
Chuck (Omar)
Oh! Sorry. I… feel like we don’t really have this dynamic.
Kim
[Laughs]
Chuck (Omar)
Not sure how much of a rapport you and I have particularly – and we should work on that at some point, I assume.
Iryna (Kim)
We should! I feel like we never really get the chance to talk on these missions, but you seem like a really nice guy.
Chuck (Omar)
Thank you. Thank you. Well there’s a lot going on with me right now, if I can be honest with you, Ir-eh-na.
T.
[Laughs]
Chuck (Omar)
But … you know? I’ll hop in the back, though. Just to see – maybe Nicole wants to sit in the front, or something like that.
Omar
And I’ll pop into the back.
Kim
Iryna is slightly less attracted to you, now that you’ve lost the left arm.
Omar
[Laughs]
Kim
There was a je ne sais quoi about you, but then… Yeah.
T.
Oh wait, oh my god. So it’s not remote control. As the Volkswagen careens through the streets, the door is thrown open and you see Chuck’s left arm grabbing the steering wheel and – beep beep! – it honks the horn.
Kim
[Gasps]
Beverlee
I didn’t know it was a Volkswagen SUV.
Chuck (Omar)
That’s great! That arm usually only drives Subarus!
[Everyone laughs]
T.
There it is!
Chuck (Omar)
Oh my goodness.
Kim
…I drive a Subaru…
[Everyone laughs]
T.
…Robert?
Beverlee
Got’em. Got your ass.
T.
I love all of this flavor. Nicole, riding shotgun, as is her destiny.
[The hum of the car as Iryna drives]
T.
What would you like to do, Chuck?
Omar
In that case, I am going to lean out the back window, pull out Maria. Wait! If my left arm is here, would it take a whole move to put the arm back on?
T.
No, it’s just healing an injury.
Omar
Great! With the arm back on, reunited, I pull out Betsy and Maria, back together again. And as we speed off, if this can all be compiled together, I’m going to fire off shots at the paratroopers coming down, aiming at their parachutes.
T.
Go ahead and roll Shoot.
Omar
Alright. Here we go.
[Rolls dice] Okay, that is a Blood for me, which I do not mind.
T.
One success.
Omar
Okay. So that one success – one success can knock each other out. And that crit is going right for those paratroopers.
T.
And you eliminate them all as you’re gaining elevation as you – like you’re in a Western – walking around – pop! pop! pop! – taking them out one at a time, and they plummet to the ground. Some of them just lazily dangling, losing control as they spiral to the cobbles below. That threat is eliminated.
Omar
Amazing! [Chuckles]
T.
But you see, riding up the side in their own army cars, there are still armored troops shooting after you, chasing as you ascend the Eiffel Tower.
Nicole.
Beverlee
Nicole is using her vampiric speed and starts to look for a weak point on the remains of the tower.
Nicole (Beverlee)
Let’s see if I can’t speed this up for us…
Beverlee
And she’s gonna plant some dynamite, to try and drop the tower lower, so we’re not fighting this bigger angle.
Omar
Ooh!
Beverlee
With some demolitions.
Kim
[Fondly] Ah…
Beverlee
And a Search!
T.
[Rolls dice] One success.
Beverlee
Four and two crits.
T.
What is happening with you??
Beverlee
I almost died! Um… Well, my girlfriend almost died, which mean I was about to kill myself, um… [Laughs]
Kim
… I didn’t realize we had placed a label on it, uh…
[Everyone laughs]
Beverlee
Covers her mouth. She’s saying all this out loud.
T.
Covers her mouth with the stick of dynamite.
Beverlee
[Laughs] Spits it out. I’ll use one success to get rid of the bad stuff. You know what I mean. I’ll use one crit to reduce an objective or threat’s Challenge by 1, to reduce our main objective of getting up there. I’m gonna take 3 Blood. And I’m gonna use the other crit to get the objective further.
T.
Fantastic. This dynamite explodes at one of the other struts.
Beverlee
I appear outside the Volkswagen, holding three bodies. And I go…
Nicole (Beverlee)
Road beer, anyone?
Beverlee
And I toss everyone a body.
T.
[Laughs] Here for it. There’s four of you, so you rip one in half and share it with Iryna. You both put your two bendy straws into it.
Iryna (Kim)
So irresponsible, to drink and drive. I will allow it.
Nicole (Beverlee)
What can I say? I’m a bad girl.
T.
As the tower clungs to the ground, it is now just a horizontal plane. Hitler’s zeppelin catches and steadies itself, but it is now barely above the ground. AS you race towards it, you are closing in… Flint.
Cameron
So Flint is going to kind of, like, sit on the edge of the window. Like, leaning out of the car, ready to go. Sensing that things are maybe towards an end, is going to look around at everyone meaningfully in the car, and say…
Flint (Cameron)
It’s been an honor serving with you. And Iryna, Nicole, I have been picking up on the tension, and I want you to know it just couldn’t work out between any of us.
[Everyone laughs]
Flint (Cameron)
Godspeed.
Cameron
And then fall backwards, and open my wings to fly at a pursuing car. Ideally, terrifying them off of the tower with a swerve.
T.
I’m here for it. Roll Terrify.
Cameron
That’s no successes.
Kim
[Gasps]
Beverlee
No!
T.
That’s two for me. Roll injury twice.
Beverlee
No! Come here, let me spit Blood in your mouth.
Cameron
Can I flashback?
Beverlee
[Gasps]
T.
You can flashback!
Omar
Yes!
Beverlee
Yes!
Cameron
I would love to flashback.
Beverlee
Treat! Treat! Treat!
T.
Your wings fly open and you head towards, us, eclipsing our view… Where do we find you?
[A wet cave. The chitter of bats]
Cameron
Deep, deep in the Chilean rainforest is a subterranean cave network. The ground is wet with guano. And the roof is shuffling with bats.
[A rainforest]
Outside of this cave is a Nazi research field lab that has been completely torn to shreds. Bones and viscera shred apart, as Flint is perched up in the tree, looking down upon his work.
T.
You hear, Flint, with your attuned predatory hearing… [chop! chop! chop!] The slice of a machete blade. And then a murmured…
Chilean Man (T.)
No, senora. No mas pasa alli pero matar. Te vas a matar!
T.
She goes…
Commander Slate (T.)
Oh! For the love of God, if you’re going to do something right…
T.
And with one last slash, you see a woman in safari fatigues and a pith helmet with a machete in one hand, and a terrified Chilean man running behind her. Wipes some nidges out of her face, and…
Commander Slate (T.)
Oh! Well, I see my work here is already done.
T.
She lets the machete drop and pulls off a glove, finger by finger. She waves it in the air.
Commander Slate (T.)
I don’t mean to interrupt! But I would love to talk to the man of the cave, if I may.
Cameron
With a wing glide drop, Flint is going to land in the middle of the camp. Posturing and body language completely “I am going toe at this person.”
T.
You smell a release of pheromones into the atmosphere, as she puts her pinky into her mouth.
Commander Slate (T.)
You are everything that they promised, and more. Now now, easy boy. I like your intent. I assure you, you won’t taste any spaetzle in my blood.
Flint (Cameron)
[Bestial] Do you have… food?
Commander Slate (T.)
Still have an appetite, after all this?
Flint (Cameron)
The fruits I once ate turned to ash in my mouth. You have blood?
Commander Slate (T.)
I do. And more where this came from.
T.
She pulls up the sleeve on her wrist and holds it up to you.
Commander Slate (T.)
Now, now. Just a nip.
Flint (Cameron)
Will it taste better than… these?
Commander Slate (T.)
Almost assuredly.
Cameron
Leans forward. And with restraint, difficult restraint, little bite. Little taste. And then…
Flint (Cameron)
[Shakes] Good. Good. This is good.
Commander Slate (T.)
Yes. Like Christmas sherry. Now then, what do I call you?
Flint (Cameron)
I had no name before, but this man…
Cameron
Pointing to the first person I ate.
Flint (Cameron)
His name was Flint.
Commander Slate (T.)
Well, my name is Slate. And between the two of us, I do see some sparks already.
I don’t know if you’re aware of what’s going on in the world outside, but I’m afraid things are looking quite bleak for all of you folk legends and hidden mysteries. There’s a power out there that won’t stop until every corner of your jungle is overturned and burnt to the ground. Not necessarily in thar order.
Flint (Cameron)
If I can eat them, I will stop them.
Commander Slate (T.)
You spoke of the fruits turning to ash?
Flint (Cameron)
Yes.
Commander Slate (T.)
You spoke of a desire for blood.
Flint (Cameron)
Yes!
Commander Slate (T.)
May your desire for blood save these fruits…
T.
She plucks an exotic fruit off one of the nearby trees. Takes a bite.
Commander Slate (T.)
I want to see you make the rivers run red.
Flint (Cameron)
[British accent] Excellent choice, by the way, the guava. Fine fruit.
Kim
[Laughs]
Omar
[Claps]
Commander Slate (T.)
There you are! I knew a bit of time with the Queen’s English would recivilize you.
T.
She puts out a hand.
Commander Slate (T.)
Shall we?
Cameron
Claw into it. Mangled, marled claw.
Commander Slate (T.)
And they said it would be the humidity that got me…
T.
And we flash back…
[The hum of a car’s engine]
Kim
OTP! OTP!
Beverlee
That scene was wet, for more than one reason!
Kim
That’s why Flint can’t be in our thruple! He’s already spoken for.
Beverlee
He’s booked and blessed!
Kim
[Laughs]
T.
So you’re rolling an additional +2.
Cameron
Fantastic. Oh, that’s two crits, two successes.
Beverlee
Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!
T.
Go right ahead.
Kim
The power of love.
Beverlee
[Hums “The Power of Love”]
Kim
No, Bev. We don’t have the money.
Cameron
Yeah, just… Wings out. Not even moving forward, just occupying the same physical space that he left, because the cars are moving. Towards the windshields…
Flint (Cameron)
[Yells]
Cameron
Trying to make them swerve.
T.
Apply those successes as you like.
Cameron
I’m going to apply four to objective, and two to threat.
T.
Fantastic. As the armored trucks careen off the side, tearing into the streets below, you buy the Volkswagen enough time, and it launches off the balcony bit of the Eiffel tower. You know how the Eiffel Tower has a round bit at the top? You launch off that bit, and into the deck of this zeppelin. Nothing awaiting you, but Hitler himself.
[The hum of an airship]
T.
We see the command bridge of Hitler’s private zeppelin. It is in a word, sumptuous. In another word? Floaty.
This repurposed dirigible has been outfitted with marble, silk, gold, and mahogany. Grand staircases lead to mezzanine levels loaded with Hitler’s own paintings, all of them sans artistic merit, and treasures plundered from throughout Europe, northern Africa, Tibet, and Nepal.
The crucial element of the zeppelin, and where you are certain to find Hitler, is the broadcast suite located toward the front of the vehicle. Unfortunately, standing between you and the door – I’ll read that in a second.
Omar
[Laughs]
T.
Nazi officers go to and fro. Shaken, trying to right precious artifacts – vases and knickknacks. As they settle in and the dirigible once more regains flat altitude, there’s a deep sigh, as one Nazi catches a Han Dynasty vase, and sets it delicately back on its pedestal.
And then a shadow darkens. Strange. It’s the middle of the night.
They turn to see a bulletproof Volkswagen careening through the glass [shatters] the four of you [zoom, stop] skidding, destroying Persian rugs, are you send shard of glass throughout the zeppelin.
The doors click open.
Cameron
Flint stands up from the back of the car that he was clinging onto. Crumpled, beat up, and torn, but panting and baring his shattered little teeth nubs and untoothed gum.
Kim
Iryna stands up from the driver’s seat and takes off her sunglasses and puts them up into her hair. It looks impossibly chic. There’s a cigarette dangling very sultrily out of her mouth.
Beverlee
Nicole kicks open the passenger side door and rolls out, balancing a cut down Lee Enfield rifle and an m3 submachine gun on either elbow.
Omar
And then Chuck, Frankenstein’s Monster of the South, now without jacket, without hat, clambers out through the back window. And then you all hear…
Chuck (Omar)
I’m stuck!
Iryna (Kim)
Oh! Sorry.
Kim
You hear a little click.
Iryna (Kim)
I had the child lock on.
Chuck (Omar)
Oh, thank you.
Omar
And Chuck opens the door, still dangling outside the window.
Chuck (Omar)
You know what? Don’t worry about me. I’ll figure this out.
T.
The four of you have made your way to the epicenter of the Nazi occupation of Gay Paree. There’s only one thing standing between you and Hitler’s Broadcast Suite. Unfortunately, that one thing is five oath-sworn vampire hunters…
Kim
[Gasps]
T.
Armed with holy water sprayers, sharpened stakes, and blessed bullets. Unfortunate for them, that is.
Nicole, we’ll start with you.
Nicole (Beverlee)
Five of you? Where’s the rest?
Beverlee
But there’s a little bit of fear in her voice, as she says that.
Nicole is going to call for some reinforcements, as her eyes roll to the back of her head and you hear the tiniest of…
[Rat sounds]
Beverlee
As a swarm of rats pours in, having climbed up the Eiffel Tower. They are covered in gore and viscera. One has an intestine sort of stuck on its nose like a little mask, but it’s dragging the rest of it. And she’s gonna aim at the two on the right and hit them with both her guns.
T.
Go ahead and roll Shoot.
Beverlee
[Rolls dice] Four successes and a crit.
T.
Two successes.
Beverlee
I’m gonna use two of those to defend. So I roll, and some of my rats sort of create a rat king shield that rolls with me.
Kim
Yes! I love a rat king…
Nicole (Beverlee)
More like a rat queen, right?
Beverlee
I wink at Iryna as I start laying fire down.
So I have two successes and a crit left. I’m gonna send it all to the threat.
T.
This leader with an iron eagle on either of his pauldrons, in this fashionable, tight fitting black leather armor, pulls out a broom handle gun that shoots knives at you. But he is quickly overrun by rats as they eat him, piece by piece, leaving a skeleton. And then going up through his body, just his mustache and mohawk left behind on an otherwise beautifully dressed pile of bones.
That’s so many, Beverlee.
Iryna.
Kim
Like liquid silk, Iryna slips out of the driver’s seat and then pull out her compact.
Iryna (Kim)
One second, gentlemen. I do need to check my hair.
Kim
I’ll use a little bit of hairspray. Spritz spritz. And then I’ll look at some of the paintings around here.
Iryna (Kim)
Ugh. So tacky.
Kim
And I’m going to spritz some of the hairspray onto some of these just atrocious watercolors, activating my explosive runes. And while I’m doing that, I’m going to reach into my garter for the Volkswagen keys. Beep beep. And then rising out of the hood of the Volkswagen is a machine gun that’s going to, yeah, blast these vampire hunters.
T.
I’m calling that Shoot.
[Rolls dice] Oh, come on. I want you to use your special thing… Zero successes.
Kim
One success and two crits.
T.
Fantastic. Allocate them as you like.
Kim
I have a Special called Dead Eye Shot. And I’m going to reduce a threat’s attack rating by 1. So just…
T.
Wow.
Kim
Permanently get rid of one of your attacks. Throw that away. [Laughs]
Omar
Wow!
Kim
You got no successes, correct?
T.
Zero successes.
Kim
Fantastic. I’m going to allocate one success towards making our way through this zeppelin, as my explosive runes destroy so many of Hitler’s just atrocious paintings, and start clearing a path for us deeper into the zeppelin. And then I’m going to apply the other crit to get rid of the vampire hunters, as the machine gun on top of the Volkswagen just starts sinking into their flesh.
T.
These awful landscapes and mediocre portraits ignite in flames as you traipse, ballerina-like, down the halls. Your hairspray spritzing a mist as a bloody mist goes off behind you. As this vampire hunter, a gold mandible affixed to his skull, a giant witch-hunters hat with all of these crow feathers and bones stitched into his armor, is completely pulverized by the machine gun.
Flint.
Cameron
Flint is feeling a surge of emotions, having watched his gorillas go down. Having to have that difficult conversation with Nicole and Iryna…
[Everyone laughs]
Cameron
So he’s going to, in a moment of sensitivity, make a Con roll and shout to the vampire hunters…
Flint (Cameron)
If you want to fight blood-sucking monsters, the fascists are behind you!
[Rolls dice] And that’s no successes.
Beverlee
No!
Cameron
That tracks.
Beverlee
Not this!
T.
I got one 6. But these guys do crit on a 6, so that is two successes.
Kim
[Gasps]
Omar
Oh, no…
Cameron
Okay. So that’s two injuries…
After my plea, I am shredded with so many projectiles that it leaves me both eviscerated and broken.
Kim
Oh, my god.
T. and Omar
Oh, no…
Cameron
Yeah. I let my feelings get in the way.
T.
As you become more human, so does your animal side lower its defenses. And you are sprayed down. You see this vampire hunter, he has a human skull, like, affixed above his face in a face plate. But from his mouth are two accordion-like cables that shoot back into a tank behind him. And he holds up his sprayer and releases a spray of holy water on you. Just melting your flesh, creating ooze where there was once muscle.
Chuck.
Chuck (Omar)
What the hell are you doing?
Omar
I’m just gonna take a shot with Betsy-Maria.
T.
Go ahead and roll Shoot.
Omar
That is one crit, and I get one Blood out of that.
T.
That is three successes.
Omar
Would this be a time for Chuck to go in for that flashback?
T.
You tell me, man. You tell me. It’s up to you. You’ve been teasing it.
Omar
As that bullet goes in, before mechanically we have to deal with the reality of that situation… I think Chuck goes into an actual, official flashback.
Kim
Yay!
T.
Don’t give it to them. Don’t give it to them.
Beverlee
Treat! Treat! Treat!
T.
Describe the scene where Commander Slate found you, before the mission began.
[Dusty, desert ambience]
Omar
Three Confederate ex-soldiers are above this, like, operation table. As they’re murmuring to each other, and being like…
Confederate Soldier (Omar)
I think this was a success. I think we did it.
Omar
The one in front says…
Main Confederate Soldier (Omar)
Shut up, everyone. Shut up. If we’ve done this, we’ve taken parts of the lesser people and made a superior soldier. We will rise again!
Omar
And a switch is flipped, and electricity flows. And a body sits up in the bed. And the sheet pulls down, and it is the person you have all been traveling with.
As this creature looks right and left, and the Confederate solder in the front goes…
Main Confederate Soldier (Omar)
Good, good. Let’s see if he can shoot.
Omar
And they put a gun in this creature’s hand. And aims it at a target on the wall. Bang! It hits! So the aim is true. And the creature goes…
Chuck (Omar)
Oh, wow. Shooting a gun, okay.
Omar
And turns and looks at one of their coats, one of their hats, the holster on the other, and goes…
Chuck (Omar)
Well, thanks gentlemen.
Omar
Bam! Bam! Bam! Shot through three of the Confederate soldiers’ heads. As this creature gets up, takes the hat, takes the coat, puts it on… Goes…
Chuck (Omar)
I’m probably gonna need a name.
Omar
And looks at a box that says Body Chunks, but it’s been horribly scratched on. And so this creature sees the word Chuck, as the N has fallen off. And goes…
Chuck (Omar)
Chuck, okay.
Omar
And heads out, and goes to a saloon, scaring the shit out of a bartender and all the patrons…
T.
[Chuckles]
Chuck (Omar)
Well hell. I don’t know if I still drink. I don’t know if I still can. Um… I’ll take a whiskey, if you got one?
T.
The bartender, terrified, chattering, leaps over the bar and runs off into the street. The swinging doors [ka-cunk…] swinging in the wind.
Chuck (Omar)
Well that ain’t polite!
T.
And as you say that [creaks open] they’re pushed in the other way, and you hear the clank of spurs… [spurs jangle]
Commander Slate (T.)
If you do still drink, I’m buying.
T.
Silhouetted in the last rays of dusk is an English woman in full “First day of Westworld” cowboy regalia.
Kim
Yes!
Chuck (Omar)
Uh, hey there. Well unfortunately, the bartender just ran out. So, uh… This establishment might be closed. Hard for me to say. It’s been… It’s been a little bit of a new day for me. I’m catching up.
Commander Slate (T.)
Do you always play by the rules?
T.
She goes behind the bar, gives it a once over and wrinkles her nose at the selection.
Commander Slate (T.)
I don’t want to be rude and stereotyping, but I’m assuming whiskey?
Chuck (Omar)
Yeah! Yeah, unless you recommend something else. I recently, um… Well, I’ve been alive for about an hour, so I’m kinda just going off of general recollection. A little bit of a priori, if you will.
Commander Slate (T.)
Well far be it for me to push you off the wagon in your first hour of birth, but… If you’re going to get back in the game…
T.
She selects a bottle.
Commander Slate (T.)
Gin is the only remedy for whatever ails you.
Kim
[Laughs]
Chuck (Omar)
Okay. I’ll take a room-temp gin, please.
T.
She pours two shots of room temperature gin.
Chuck (Omar)
And I’m trusting you on this! This is the best drink in the house?
Commander Slate (T.)
The only drink, if you ask me. Bottoms up!
Omar
Clink.
T.
She shoots it back, as if it were water.
Omar
He drinks, and gags.
Chuck (Omar)
[Gags]
Commander Slate (T.)
Well it’s not for everyone. But then again, I’m a long way from home. I’m glad I stumbled into you. I was meant to oversee your resurrection, but when I found out the project was being headed up by former Confederates, it put a bad taste in my mouth. I like what you did with the place.
Chuck (Omar)
Oh, you mean when I shot them?
Commander Slate (T.)
Yes, Tex. It was very nice shooting.
Chuck (Omar)
[Chuckles] Thank you, but my name is Chuck. I appreciate it.
Commander Slate (T.)
Naturally. My apologies. My name is Slate. I’m the leader of a military outfit that’s putting together a bit of a hoedown across the pond.
Chuck (Omar)
Okay. Well, I’m always in for some hoedowning, some shindiggery.
Commander Slate (T.)
Your countrymen have been a bit reticent to throw themselves into the fray. But I won’t’ lie to you, the situation is dire. And I feel it is time for one of your American cavalry films.
Chuck (Omar)
Oh, okay.
Omar
And Chuck kind of looks down at his arm, his other arm. Just like, all of the pieces patched together. And they all seem to be pulling in the direction of this general mission. Chuck goes…
Chuck (Omar)
You know, it’s so funny. It’s hard for me to get one coherent voice. Feels just like, a lot going on. Feels like I’m a little haunted. But what you’re saying? It makes the ghosts in me very happy.
Commander Slate (T.)
You’re an assemblage of downtrodden people. America itself was founded with the mission of being a melting pot, but you are the genuine article. Your bones cry for justice.
T.
She flicks something metal onto the bar top.
Commander Slate (T.)
I trust you to mete it out.
Chuck (Omar)
Thank you. Hey, ain’t it crazy how people cling to Confederacy but like, that shit only lasted like five years and that was fifty fucking years ago? [Laughs] I mean, like get over it, right? Like, you were probably four years old when that happened! Come on…
Commander Slate (T.)
The Beatles are only going to last eight, but… You should see what a fandom can do.
Kim
Did she see the future??
T.
She’s the commander of an eldritch squad. You think she doesn’t have some powers herself?
Kim
Sure. Go forth. I’ll remove myself from this flashback.
[Everyone laughs]
Beverlee
Kim closes her portal.
T.
A passing newsboy…
T’s Cockney Newsboy
Oi!
Kim’s Cockney Newsboy
Oi! What’s the Beatles, then?
Beverlee’s Cockney Newsboy
What day is it, sir?
T.
[Laughs]
Kim
Sorry, sorry. This is not making the edit. Go forth.
Omar
No! I want it to, though.
Kim
[Laughs] Okay. Then maybe it will. If you ask nicely, Omar.
Omar
Chuck takes the pin and just jabs it into his flesh, through his button-up. Just right in. And he goes…
Chuck (Omar)
Alright, ma’am. Lead the way.
Omar
And he takes another shot of gin.
T.
As it washes down your gullet, we flash back to the present moment.
[The hum of the zeppelin]
Chuck (Omar)
Nah, I don’t think so!
[Everyone laughs]
Omar
As the bullet lands right where the pin was, and Chuck’s like…
Chuck (Omar)
Nah, sorry. Here’s the thing. Y’all are assholes. And I’ve dealt with assholes before, and… I think you should die.
Omar
And I’m gonna go ahead and reroll with a +2 d6, there. And we have two successes, and one crit.
T.
Alright. I’m still showing those three successes.
Omar
I’ll just knock all those out.
T.
And you’ve got one more.
Omar
I’ll send that in the same way that one bullet hit me. I’ll bang, bang, bang, shoot their bullets out of the air and send one of my very unholy bullets into one of them.
T.
A regular looking guy! Just a dude who’s, I would say, the average-ist German of them all. He has all of the German qualities in equal measure. Has two bandoliers crossing over his chest with garlic bulbs instead of bullets. And you just put one square between his eyes, and it goes back and takes out one of the tubes of the skull-plated one, who suddenly finds he can’t breathe and slumps to the ground. With only remaining – a metal-clad, armored, holding a giant Zweihander colossus of an Übermensch, is all that stands between you and Hitler’s Broadcast Suite.
Nicole.
Beverlee
So remaining enemies: There’s Übermensch, and then getting to the door?
T.
Yeah.
Beverlee
Okay, great. What does this Übermensch look like?
T.
He’s a thick boy. He’s wearing armor. He’s got a big sword. And he’s got, basically a solid motorcycle helmet. Just a featureless skullcap with a visor.
Beverlee
Sick. Nicole sees the other vampire hunter drop, and locks in on this one. And then throws a smoke grenade, to give her allies some cover, here, as we move forward. And herself blinks and bursts into shadows, and reforms behind this guy, aiming her rifle at him.
T.
Roll Sneak.
Beverlee
[Rolls dice] Two successes.
T.
Three successes.
Beverlee
Um…
T.
You can still apply your successes and take the damage and go down.
Beverlee
Let’s do that, because I love drama. I’m gonna spend two successes on the Threat, and roll on the injury table… Do I just roll once and take everything?
T.
Yep. You wipe out the column.
Beverlee
As my other sleeved arm… How does it die? I lose an arm, as I go down.
Chuck (Omar)
Hey, I’ve been there, sister. [Laughs]
Kim
I think it’s contagious…
Beverlee
My sneak is not as sneaky as I think it is as he turns around and he slices down on my arm, severing it at the shoulder. And Nicole collapses on the ground.
T.
Describe what it looks like, though, as you take him out.
Beverlee
For real?
T.
Yeah, dude.
Beverlee
As I go down, I say…
Nicole (Beverlee)
Eat this.
Beverlee
And I lift his helmet up. What does his little bottom of his mouth look like?
T.
He’s just a nerdy, pasty white guy. Who’s got like an ingrown hair on his chin, and it’s kind of red and carbuncular.
Beverlee
Seeing that, I shove a grenade in his mouth and I put the helmet back down as he…
Omar
Yes!
Beverlee
Explodes inside the helmet.
Omar
[Laughs] So metal!
T.
Boom! And the metal bits clang clang clang, imbed themselves in the wall. As the force of the explosion knocks you back, Nicole. And you are falling out of the zeppelin, one-armed.
Kim
[Gasps]
T.
The objective to rescue Nicole, difficulty… I’m not going to tell you. Iryna, it’s yours.
Nicole (Beverlee)
[Falling, yelling]
Kim
I look at Nicole falling out of the zeppelin. I don’t have wings. But my children do.
Beverlee
[Gasps]
Kim
I scrape my signet ring across the side of the Volkswagen, and we hear this screeching, piercing ringing sound.
[The ringing of a tuning fork, the chitter of bats]
Kim
From both the ring, and then emerging from all of these old, beautiful buildings of Paris is just this squad of bats that are going to try and catch Nicole in the air and bring her back up to the zeppelin.
T.
Fucking Ride of the Valkyries coming in. Go ahead and roll… I’m gonna call that Terrify, actually.
Kim
[Laughs] Sure, yeah.
One success, two crits.
Omar
Let’s go.
Beverlee
Whoo-wee!
T.
You successfully rescue her.
Kim
Oh! [Laughs]
Nicole (Beverlee)
I didn’t know rats could fly…
Beverlee
As I come to, and I’m like…
Nicole (Beverlee)
[Gasps] She does like me!
T.
A hundred little arms, just holding onto your clothes.
Kim
Holding you with their little grippy feet, and flying you back up to the zeppelin, and then gently deposit you back onto your feet in front of Iryna.
Nicole (Beverlee)
You came “bat” for me.
Iryna (Kim)
I thought I had lost you.
Beverlee
Nicole steps forward.
Nicole (Beverlee)
I don’t ever wanna lose you again.
Kim
I slide an arm around Nicole, and pull her in to a kiss. And while I’m kissing her, I’m going to baby bird give her two Blood.
[Everyone laughs]
Omar
Oh, man!
T.
Oh my god!
Beverlee
It’s so good.
T.
It’s that kind of episode!
Beverlee
As one arm wraps around her, the other one slowly grows back as I use three Blood. And we start hardcore making out.
Kim
[Laughs] Yeah.
T.
Just this little baby arm, though. Like it’s still this shriveled…
Beverlee
Caressing her face, but it’s so small.
Kim
I pick her up.
Beverlee
[Gasps]
Kim
I carry her and put her on top of the Volkswagen and just lay her down, and we hardcore make out for a while, until…
Iryna (Kim)
Sorry. We’re supposed to be doing something.
T.
As you feel the first rays of dawn cresting over the horizon, you’re running out of time.
Iryna (Kim)
This will have to wait, angel.
Kim
And I put a finger to her lips.
Nicole (Beverlee)
I’d wait a hundred deaths for you.
Chuck (Omar)
… God damn.
[Everyone laughs]
Nicole (Beverlee)
Chuck, only your left arm can look!
[Everyone laughs]
T.
Chuck’s left arm, which has crawled over, Thing-style, to your arm that got chopped off. And is like giving it CPR in its palm. And makes a fist and hits it, and then shakes its hand at the sky. And your arm on the ground twitches.
Beverlee
[Gasps]
T.
And curls up, and Chuck’s lesbian arm looks down. The two of them come together, make a little Valentine, and intertwine their hands. And then start writhing like snakes.
Chuck (Omar)
Hey! Alright! After we kill Hitler.
Nicole (Beverlee)
It’s hot.
Chuck (Omar)
We’ve got some work to do, hands.
T.
With all of the vampire jaegers taken care of, you head through the zeppelin and all four of you, in unison kick open the door.
Kim
Just like we practiced.
[Everyone laughs]
Chuck (Omar)
On three.
T.
One… two…
Nicole (Beverlee)
Are we doing it on the off beat, or?
Chuck (Omar)
Oh my goodness.
Iryna (Kim)
No, we’re doing it after three, not on three.
Chuck (Omar)
There’s no “and”.
T.
An elaborate set has been constructed to give the impression of power and superiority. Great banners hang from every wall. An iron and basalt lectern stands atop a staircase and, in direct opposition to zeppelin operational safety guidelines, a roaring firepit occupies the center of the chamber.
Here, Hitler has been awaiting the arrival of the invaders with anticipation, because he has an ace up his sleeve: a Nazi werewolf, hellbent on slaughtering you.
Kim
[Gasps]
[Unsettling ambience]
T.
His intention is to broadcast live footage of the slaughter to every receiver in Europe – of which there are few in 1943, but it’s enough to make a point.
F.A.N.G.’s desperate assault is the Allies’ last hope. And to nullify it on camera is to win the war.
Hitler has locked himself as his guard dog turns to face you, fur covered muscles rippling in the lights of the set. He wears nothing but a collar. And a glint of gold at his neck reveals his name is Hugo.
Chuck (Omar)
Hi, Hugo.
Hugo (T.)
[Snarls]
T.
Uh, we left of with Iryna. It is Flint.
Cameron
Gosh, another… Another brother.
Beverlee
[Laughs] Another brother!
Cameron
As much as I want to empathize with this werewolf, it didn’t go well last time. So Flint, with only one unmarked injury – he is more jaw than human or bat – is going to slump forward, flickering blood everywhere, and just try to brawl this thing.
T.
Sic ’em, boy.
Cameron
[Rolls dice] That’s one success, one crit.
T.
Two successes.
Cameron
Do I want my Last Stand? I think I’ll… I want to take it! I want to take the damage!
Kim
Oh my god!
Omar
[Claps]
Cameron
So now I use my Last Stand and I can just roll 8d6?
T.
Exactly.
Cameron
Okay.
Kim
I think you still get to apply the dice you already rolled. But then you take that damage, and then you roll 8d6.
T.
Wow.
Cameron
Incredible. So as Flint and Hugo start to lock in this animal grapple. With a swipe, Hugo smacks Flint’s jaw off again. And he goes.
Flint (Cameron)
[Without a jaw] Motherfucker.
Cameron
And then starts to bubble and change, as his body expands. Goo form stretching out, and then calcifying and hardening into this tumorous bulge. And then re-gooing and growing again. Until he is just, like, essentially consuming this thing, becoming just this blob of meat and goo.
T.
This is your… Final Form?
Cameron
This is my Final Form.
T.
Roll 8d6.
Cameron
[Rolls dice] That is two crits, two successes.
Omar
Let’s go.
T.
Tell me what it looks like as you do an egregious amount of damage.
Cameron
Flint, as he is growing and bubbling and changing into this oozing mass, starts to sizzle and burn the floor and walls around him that he is touching. And half of this werewolf’s skin is just melted away, so there are now chunks of a lot of exposed bone and meat. The two of them not looking too different at this point, as Flint just continues to expand and like force this thing into the wall, crushing it.
T.
You press against it, and Hugo…
Hugo (T.)
[Yelps]
T.
Skin sloughing off, howls in pain. Before finally throwing you to the ground, and you dissolve through the floor. And it’s not a far way to drop, not as far as it could have been, but still far enough. And the oozy final form of Flint, a creature too rare to live, and much to weird to die, falls… splatters, to the ground below.
Chuck.
Omar
I quietly watch Flint melt away from us. A gentleman too good for this world. And I look back, and Hitler’s broadcasting this situation, is that correct?
T.
Yeah. There’s cameras everywhere.
Chuck (Omar)
Oh, so they’re all gonna see us kick your ass. [Chuckles] What a terrible backfire. What a terrible plan.
Omar
And as I’m looking at the lenses of the camera, it’s catching a little bit of the sun cresting a little bit over the window, or starting to.
T.
Mmhmm.
Omar
And Chuck has his final memory.
[Harp flashback music]
[Cicadas chirp]
Omar
…Of his left leg. Which was a soldier that actually fought for the North, and then settled in the South with his husband. And his husband, as they are at their homestead, in the desert, looking out at this beautiful sunrise, his husband says to him…
Husband (Omar)
After everything you fought for, this is where you wanted to come? They’re not gonna let us live here. Our story is gonna get cut short.
Omar
And the soldier looks back and goes…
Soldier (Omar)
This is what we fought for. This, right here. Look at this sunrise. That’s enough.
[Flashback harp music]
[The hum of the zeppelin]
Omar
And Chuck kinda smiles to himself, and looks back at the werewolf, and goes…
Chuck (Omar)
Yeah. This is enough. Betsy, Maria? Let’s do what we do best, babies. [Laughs]
Omar
And Chuck is gonna Go Down Shooting.
T.
Fuck yeah, dog.
Omar
Whatever damage I take, it is just arms open, ready to just absolutely follow the path that Flint has paved for us.
T.
I’m hearing trumpets. The slow motion of you, your serape – your coat, whatever its you’re wearing – floating in the wind. Your arms forward with these twin pistols [firing bang, bang, bang].
Omar
Yes.
T.
As each shot fires off. Go ahead and roll Shoot.
Omar
Okay, great. So for Shoot I got one crit, two failures.
T.
[Rolls dice] I got two successes.
Omar
I will take those two successes as hits. Because that will also activate my Corrosive Fluids – when you mark an injury, reduce the rating of a threat you’re engaged with by two. And I will Go Down Shooting. Let me roll my 8d6, here…
Kim
Oh my god.
Omar
And that is two successes and one crit.
T.
Tell me what it looks like.
Kim
[Laughs]
Omar
It’s bam, bam, bam, bam, bam. Sending damage into the werewolf as I am pushing him back, in front of the view of the cameras. And as Chuck takes the hits, there’s one last shot. And I will turn to the cameras and go…
Chuck (Omar)
You ain’t seen the last of us, motherfuckers.
Omar
Last shot goes into one of the cameras.
T.
Hell yeah. We have a quick moment, flashing back to the metal thing that Commander Slate threw on the bar. Not a sheriff’s badge, but a silver bullet. And you shoot the camera, and the last bullet streams through the air, through the dog tag, a clean hole right into the highway bone – just above where the clavicles come together.
Hugo
[Choking whimper]
T.
An impotent attempt at a howl, as Hugo staggers forward. Lunges, and tears you – one arm. The other arm. Digs its hind legs into you and separates your torso from your lower legs. Just your head. And then goes to crunch down on the skull, as the last of lives leaves its body and it careens through the hole that Flint created. And you crash into the streets of Paris below, leaving Nicole and Iryna on either side of the door.
Nicole (Beverlee)
I hope you don’t mind. I made a reservation for two only, it seems.
Iryna (Kim)
These missions do make me very hungry.
Beverlee
A quaking Hitler stands on a plinth above. As I [snaps] turn into shadows again and appear behind him, and grab both of his arms and wrench him behind his back.
T.
You can see there is a discarded gun on the ground. He tried to kill himself, to go out. But he’s scared, sweating, as Iryna enters the room.
Kim
Yeah. I’m gonna drag him out of the room and bring him back towards all of the cameras.
Omar
Ooh!
Kim
And give the camera a little wink.
Iryna (Kim)
To all the Allied forces: keep fighting. We’ve got your back when night falls.
Kim
And I’m gonna sink my teeth into Hitler’s neck.
T.
As he opens his mouth to retort, the guttural scream is cut short. And you watch this pale, pasty motherfucker blanch even whiter as his amphetamine-saturated blood fills your mouth. And your hair gets that sheen.
Nicole (Beverlee)
The Hitlers of the world will always fall prey to the righteous fighters, whether by day or by night. So join us, or die. [Snarls]
T.
Sinking into the other side. And the two of you sink into Hitler’s neck as he gets thinner and thinner. Until like in Lady and the Tramp, his body falls to the ground, and you are embraced in a kiss.
[Everyone laughs]
T.
He falls to the ground. You tear back your mouth and your teeth, and blood splatters on the camera. Roll credits.
[Everyone laughs]
Cameron
Yes!
Omar
[Claps]
Beverlee
Yes! Yes! Yes!
T.
Fantastic.
Omar
Oh my god…
Kim
I could think of no better way to end than two blood-splattered lesbians making out on camera, over Hitler’s dead body.
[Everyone laughs]
Cameron
Lady and the Tramp-ing his neck.
T.
A billion percent…
[Laughter]
[The Coffin Drop theme begins, then…]
T.
And the sun rises over a liberated Paris.
[Birdsong. The gentle hum of a city]
T.
Commander Slate steps forward with the rest of the relieving Allied forces. The people of Paris, waving banners out of their window tops, celebrating. Champagne popping. The gorillas are laid to rest in a place of honor.
And Commander Slate, in her heels again [heels click…]
[The Coffin Drop theme starts up, quietly]
T.
…looks as the zeppelin, untethered, floats away to parts unknown. Perhaps more accepting of alternative lifestyles – or un-lifestyles, as the case may be.
She stoops down… [Squelching sound] Takes two fingerfuls of ooze off the ground.
Commander Slate (T.)
It’s a start.
[Coffin Drop theme]
Kim
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