The Pop Princess Selection System
The scene’s beginning is where FUDGE-A and ESKIMOSA are still covered by the SKATER’s guns have lead the SKATERS to give them meg at a Pick n’ Pull junkyard.
They are charged by barking dogs who surprise them in the dark. The dogs are shown to be at the end of their chains out of harm’s way for now though.
GOOGAMOOGA: So where’s the stuff?
FUDGE-A: Come over here.
FUDGE-A leads the group to a counter decorated with used car parts. A salesman
wearing the W.O.P. insignia bounces to life.
SALESMAN: What do you want?
GOOGAMOOGA: We’re looking for meg.
SALESMAN: I don’t know what you’re talking about. You shouldn’t be out here.
TRISH: We want some shit.
SALESMAN: The portapotty’s been busted for a year now. You can let ‘er rip outside
KANGAZOO: Okay, joker. How about some Tums.
SALESMAN: Oh it’s Tums you want. That’ll be five tetra.
KANGAZOO: We don’t have any tetras. WINGNUT and HECKYL over here said he could hook us up.
SALESMAN: There’s no free rides over here. Why don’t you try hacking into Incel’s server and bootlegging some or something?
KANGAZOO: Now who would go and do a thing like that?
TRISH winks at KANGAZOO.
SALESMAN: No tokens no laundry.
FUDGE-A lifts the hood of a broken car and lifts out a teddy bear stuffed with vials.
He grabs a couple of them for their hosts the SKATERS.
FUDGE-A: Consider this a high interest loan. Five tetras now. An extra tetra each day. If you take more than a week we kill you and snatch all your dental work for payment.
This lie satisfies the salesman who lets them go.
FUDGE-A: Come on let’s get out of here.
The W.O.P. bikers lead the SKATERS out of the JUNKYARD infrastructure.
TRISH asks ESKIMOSA, “Is that enough?” as they walk behind the BIKERS.
ESKIMOSA: That’s enough for a team on a 50 gang.
They get back on their motorcycles pulling the SKATERS. They motor past the entrance of the worker’s camp where the mantra “Work for Work’s sake is stamped as a metal sign over the gate.
The W.O.P. bikers, FUDGE-A and ESKIMOSA, lead KANGAZOO, TRISH, and GOOGAMOOGA through a back entrance of Echelon agency. The SKATERS are wearing biker disguises so as not to be detected by the cameras. They’re dressed as bikers. FUDGE-A lets the group in with his badge.
They are first met with resistance by the W.O.P. bikers inside the W.O.P. break room but eventually FUDGE-A and ESKIMOSA explain that they’ve cut a deal with the SKATERS.
FUDGE-A takes the SKATERS to a large dark room where the sun never shines annexed to the lizard base where they can view the sexbots. They’re recharging while connected in a long series to an unseen power source.
FUDGE-A: This is an important part of the worker’s reward system.
ESKIMOSA: The workers get a tetra for every sixty hours performed in the mining operations. The best bot can get 15 tetras for her services in any one of several tunnels connected beneath this zone.
TRISH: I have a funny feeling about this place. We should go.
Ignoring her anxiety, KANGAZOO and GOOGAMOOGA are fascinated by what they are seeing.
KANGAZOO: Who oversees the sexbot exchanges? Is it the lizard overlords?
FUDGE-A: I can see how you would think that. But while the programming and maintenance of the girls is conducted by lizards, the sexbots are self-regulating.
They’re inner most conduits accept the tetra coins and are signaled by She.
KANGAZOO: Who is the She we keep hearing about?
ESKIMOSA: Don’t tell them.
FUDGE-A: What difference does it make? We’re already dead if the old lizards find out what we’ve been telling them.
ESKIMOSA: Alright. But the truth will cost you a tetra.
KANGAZOO: Add it to my tab.
GOOGAMOOGA: Wait a minute. Do you hear that? What is that sound?
In the darkened robot recharge hall, the sound of a woman’s voice reverberates through the metallic gate.
ESKIMOSA: That sound is She. The Echelon scientists found the exact frequency to make the workers’ as docile as possible. They select a natural born woman with the exact pitch and timbre and using programmed timbre deploy poplaver music at focused intervals. These songs override the worker’s autonomic reflexes completely.
GOOGAMOOGA: I never heard of anything like that before.
FUDGE-A: Get a load of this. The lizard promise that She also rents her body
workers. The price is 1,000,000 tetras.
GOOGAMOOGA: What does it cost to get her to stop singing?
FUDGE-A: Come on. We shouldn’t be here too long.
TRISH: (Insightfully) So this little songbird holds millions of people in slavery with TV commercial jingles and nursery rhymes.
FUDGE-A: Yeah, but not us. We’ve stayed out of the barbed wire for two generations because we’re born and bred outside of the system.
GOOGAMOOGA: What about No God Only Pain though?
FUDGE-A: I didn’t say we have a defense against that degree of sonic assault. Nobody has. –Saint Reggie