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A bunch of cute kawaii chibi squishmallows rapidly populated the screen, making the ٩(◕‿◕)۶ face and densely fitting in. Suddenly there was a small tremble, causing their face to go from (●´⌓`●) to ╰(≧▽≦)╯ as Mel then pushed through the squishmallows, sending them flying with sparkles and hearts.
"Weeeeelcome to the RECAP~!" Mel said excitedly with her arms outstretched, her eyes sparkling while the squishmallows looked at her like ✨(◕▿◕)✨.
With a big sunny smile, Mel pushed her curly hair back as she walked a couple spaces towards her news anchor desk. She was wearing high heels and walked as if she was in a fashion runway, which honestly, she might as well, since she was wearing high-waisted pants, a lacy ribbed white top, and a bright red blazer with an inner cheetah print.
The camera panned out as she got to her seat, still smiling with sparkles around her, although it was hard to tell if it was magic or special effects. A chair sat empty next to her.
"Hi, everyone!" she said cheerfully, waving. "Welcome back to the day two recap for Island Magic: Maeve's Determiner of Magical Valor! I'm your host, Mel! Today we're going to be spin the Wheel of Cohost to figure out who I'll pop in!"
A giant tacky rainbow wheel poofed behind her-- again, totally special effects-- and Mel gestured back to it excitedly. Every constestant name was on the slice of the rainbow pie wheel, evenly divided across the circle.
"Aaaaaaand SPIN!"
The wheel then spun, rapidly at first, but then coming to a slow stop over a yellow slice that said "STRAVOS". Mel stared up at it, blinked, then bonked it with her fist, causing the wheel to quietly spin down a notch, landing on a blue slice that said "LYALL".
Mel gasped, returning back to face the camera with a grin. "Will you look at that: Lyall is our lucky winner! Yes! I can't wait to meet him. Let's bring him in, shall we?"
She pressed a blue button in front of her, and a tuft of smoke then appeared on the chair, poofing Lyall into existence. He fell into the chair with a grunt, and a cup of coffee shattered on the floor between them. Caught completely unaware, he was still only in his sleepwear and a robe. A headband was knocked askew, leaving his unruly hair to fall over his stunned face.
"Goooooood morning, Lyall!" Mel said brightly. "Welcome to the montage show! You've been chosen as my co-host today. Isn't that exciting?!"
Whipping the headband off to the side (it clattered noisily off-screen), Lyall fought to sweep his hair to the side (it didn't work) and plastered on a wide grin as he sat straighter.
"I, uh--" He cleared his throat. "Thank you! For the honor of..." He scanned the studio, disbelief flashing across his face for a split second. "...of co-hosting! With you, Miss...?"
"Oh, silly me! Mel! And you're right, it's Miss Mel. I'm single, by the way," she said with a giggle and a wink.
His smile relaxed a bit. "Miss Mel," he echoed. "Lovely meeting you!"
"So, Lyall. You look... great!" Mel said cheerily. "Want a makeover?"
He looked down at himself with a more sheepish smile. "If that's possible on such short notice, that would be fantastic."
"Oh, yes! It'd be my pleasure!" Mel said excitedly, then pointed to the screen behind them. "Take your pick!"
The screen showed five different outfits as sparkles flew around.
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"These are...imaginative options!" Lyall exclaimed simply.
"They are, aren't they! So, what will it be, Lyall? Are you feeling like a sexy angel this morning?" Mel said with a bright hum.
Lyall chuckled. "Most mornings after coffee, I'd say yes. Though, perhaps for a morning show, the garb of a showman would be more fitting!"
With a snap of her fingers, more sparkles were released as the voiceover anime "WOOAAWWWW" voice came on, and Lyall instantly transforrmed to the second outfit. Except, it wasn't really real. It was all an illusion, but the cameras certaintly would think it was real.
That was, unless Lyall moved around too much. Then the filter would start to glitch. Just like SnappyChatty filters, of course.
"So much better! How do you feel?" Mel asked. "You look ah-maze-zing~!"
"Well, thank you!" He laughed, and made a small show of slicking back his hair. "A vast improvement, indeed."
Mel hummed, glancing down at the spilled coffee and shattered mug on the floor. "Want some coffee?"
Lyall followed her gaze. "Please and thank you."
"Okay! How about tomorrow at 10am at the cafe at the center of the island?" Mel said with another wink and a giggle.
Looking back up at her, he blinked. Then huffed a laugh when he caught on and replied apologetically, "Oh! Well, in that case, I'll have to politely decline. Save those coffee dates for my dear Kaya once I'm back home."
"Ohhhh, Kaya is such a pretty name! She's one lucky lady! Have anything you'd like to say to her before we move on to our schedule?" Mel asked.
Lyall obliged, and faced the camera with a bright grin. "I'm already counting down the days until I can see your lovely face again. I'll try to call back as soon as I can!"
An adoring, drawn out "awwwwwwhhh" audio track was heard.
Then he turned his attention back to the hostess. "What's on tap for today, Miss Mel?"
"Questions! Lots and lots of questions!" Mel answered. "See, Lyall, I was hoping you would tell us the latest scoop. We don't have a lot of footage in the evening hours because everyone was in the bird cabin. You were there, right? How was the party?"
Lyall folded his hands on the desk. "Ah, yes, it was a rather exclusive event. For the comfort of my dear new friends, as I hope you understand. Quite nicely put together by our very own Shane!"
"Oooh, who was there? What's the vibe? Was it fun? You've already spilled the coffee, so you might as well spill the tea, too!" Mel said.
He laughed. "Well of course, all members from the Silly Shirt Society were in attendance, in honor of James's quickly-mounting accomplishments. And, in addition to my delightful sister and all of her house mates, there were a couple of faces with whom I've yet to fully acquaint myself."
"Wait! So it's true, then? It's really a welcome back from jail party?" Mel asked with a giggle.
The screen behind them then turned to a video of a window of a cabin. Through the glass, a "WELCOME BACK FROM JAIL!" banner was seen hanging from wall to wall. It was a picture of James just realizing that he was being watched by a camera, coming over with a grumpy face and his arm out extended, threatening to close the blinds. It was the perfect angle to see his "FART REVERB FX ON OTHER SIDE" shirt. The video went on as he closed the blinds. Then, there was a scene change where a second cameraperson was recording Cas, the original cameraperson. Cas turned around with a small shrug.
"It couldn't have been any more official," he confirmed breezily as he turned and swept an arm toward the video of the custom-made banner.
"So sweet! More people should throw welcome back from jail parties!" Mel cooed. "I'm glad you had fun, though. Although, that does make our morning show a little dry in terms of footage. But have no fear! I live to entertain!"
They then transformed to low frame rate per second animated chibi heads as they poofed to a cute pink bordered screen with footage playing. Mel was making faces, and Lyall was making an awed :O expression.
The first scene showed James and Lyall walking home in a daze right when dawn came up. It was a montage scene of them walking in silence as well as having small-brained conversations. The scene over James asking to carry Lyall came on with subtitles.
"Hey, that's you!" Mel said excitedly. "What's the story behind this? Care to indulge me?"
Lyall gave a sheepish grin and murmured, "Hopefully that's not taken too far out of context." Then coughed and said aloud, "Well, Mel, what can I say other than that sleep deprivation is no laughing matter? We were simply catching up post-jail break."
"Speaking about sleep deprivation, looks like you're not alone! Check out these early morning risers."
The screen then showed a montage of a couple contestants up and about in the early morning. Connie left early just as Lyall went in his cabin, and the video timeskipped to show him returning back to the cliff side of the island, painting. Robin in wolf form was watching from a distance. There were also scenes of Alan taking a walk around the beach, and then of Cyrin watching the sunrise on the roof, and then later of the two chatting and bonding together, still on the roof. In the later mornings, there were some activities with the women. Hild was walking a tiny poodle puppy around the beach and Eve and Clandestine appeared to be leaving in the search of James's apartment. Hendrik was seen on the beach behind his cabin, doing jumping jacks without a shirt. Alexander was enjoying a cup of coffee outside his cabin on his beach chair.
"Any of these scenes catch your eye, Lyall?" Mel asked.
"You know," he said, "I was actually quite curious about where Mister Falco had gone off to that one morning." Brighter, he added, "It's quite heartening to see my cabin mates getting along so well!"
"If you didn't sleep so long, maybe you could have joined them too!" she teased. "But speaking of your cabin mates, we've got some interesting footage of one of them."
The screen then showed a video of Cyrin, shirtless, rock climbing without gear. Filters were added to make him look glistening and more muscular.
Lyall politely looked askance.
"Oops! How'd that get there?" she said innocently before the video ended.
The screen then showed a montage clip of Alan walking up to the women's cabin with a bouquet of pink flowers. Clarity answered the door, and they talked before he went inside. The camera moved on to the window, showing him putting the flowers in a vase and writing a note.
"Looks like your cabin mate is delivering flowers to a special lady!" Mel waggled her brows at him. "Who do you think he's delivering it to?"
Lyall hummed, brow quirked with intrigue. "You know, it feels a bit too soon to tell. I do feel he and Miss Clanny could get along pretty well, though! They're both outgoing."
The montage continued with Hild coming down to make breakfast, leaving the three of them time to chat.
"Hm. Your sister lives there too, doesn't she?" Mel said with a hum.
Lyall stared blankly at that. Eventually, he hastily amended, "Context truly is key! I'm sure the motives were perfectly friendly."
"Yeah! Friendly! We'll go with that!" Mel said cheerily before moving on. "Let's see what the others have been up to. It looks like Eve has gotten to know some of the staff pretty well."
The screen then showed a montage of clips of Eve talking to Dante, rifling through files, looking up at different cameras at least a dozen times in paranoia, going into the mansion on top of the hill, talking to Bo, checking off a list of food, having long discussions, carrying back platters of food, bonding with Bo, and...
Mel was getting bored. There had to be more interesting footage somewhere.
"Aha! This one is interesting! You'll like this," Mel said as she skipped ahead to a clip where Alan and Shane were going cabin to cabin.
The montage of them going to the chaos and totally-not-villain cabin was played, but then the clips focused on them approaching Stravos, although his face was heavily filtered to have a (◕▿◕) face as he went on to say eight sentences, each a mix of truths and lies.
"GAME TIME!" Mel cheered as the backdrop changed again.
The screen swallowed them into a swirl as they were suddenly dressed like they were in an intense gameshow. Lyall, still wearing his red showman costume, was standing in front of a podium with a tablet that was connected to a giant televised screen. Yes, TV on TV. TV-ception.
"Alright, Lyall! There are eight sentences on the screen. You have thirty seconds to figure out which sentence belongs to Shane, which ones belong to Alan, which ones are true, and which ones are false. Ready? GO!" Mel said with a wave of her arms.
The words swirled into his tablet and the screen as the timer went down with cute high-pitched cafe music playing in the background.
- You're a corrupted heir. - SHANE - FALSE
You got denied from every school. - ALAN - FALSE
You use your job to scam people. - ALAN - TRUE
You wish you'd have died instead. - SHANE - FALSE
You're deathly afraid of rejection. - SHANE - TRUE
You're afraid you can't love properly. - ALAN - FALSE
Your brother abandoned you. - ALAN - FALSE
Your parents killed themselves. - SHANE - FALSE
As he went through the list of potential truths or falsehoods, there was a flash of deep concern in his eyes. With the time relentlessly ticking on behind them, though, he sped through.
"TIME'S UP!" Mel announced right when Lyall finished scrawling his last guess. She hummed as she looked up at his guesses, displayed on the screen for the world to see. "Interesting choice selection! How confident are you?"
Hands raised as he stepped back from the podium, Lyall let out a sharp breath. "Maybe...65% confident?"
"Our data is in! You guessed the names right! And you're 75% correct with the truths and falses! Congratulations! You passed!"
A ton of balloons and confetti then fell from the ceiling, and Mel giggled as it swallowed them up until they all disappeared in billow of smoke and they were back at their desks. "Anyways! Let's move on, shall we?"
Lyall shifted in his seat, trying to fix the crack in his slightly shaken composure. "Uh, yes! Let's--"
"TALK ABOUT TULA!" she finished excitedly.
Suddenly they were brought back into cute low-res chibi form, Mel making the ^_^ face and Lyall making the >.> face.
The screen showed a montage of Tula wearing sunglasses, a low-cut shirt, and tight skirt, walking across the sand with her suitcase behind her. After she disappeared in her cabin, the montage clips got varying angles of her walking from her cabin to James's cabin, giggling a lot and playing with her hair.
"Sooooooooo?" Mel drew out expectedly. "Whatcha think?"
After a long pause, Lyall went, "Huh. I do believe this is the...new arrival? Or late. I haven't had a chance to talk with her yet."
"She was in the jail party, right?" she asked.
"She was," Lyall said, sounding contemplative. "I suppose it was out of politeness that she was invited. Otherwise, there wasn't much reason for her to join that particular celebration."
"Surely she was invited for a reason! She must be pretty cool, right? You should talk to her and find out. I'm sure she'd love that!" Mel said cheerfully.
"I'll be sure to do that sometime soon!" Lyall agreed amiably.
The screen then showed a montage of various random clips. There were many clips of attempts of getting more footage of the party cabin, even through the tiniest crack in the window screen. Meanwhile, the chaos cabin seemed to be doing their own thing. Hendrik and Kaz were partying in their cabin before their both drunkenly went to dive into the ocean. The camera then zoomed into a window, revealing Robin sipping milk, staring at them both try to out-drown each other in the water. There were a few timeskips, with footage showing everyone going home from the party. The girls all left together, ignoring the cameras, except for Clarity, who made sure to give each one she passed the blankest of stares. The rizz cabin did too, although they were laughing and having a good time. Tula and Alexander left together and then hung out on the beach at night. The camera then panned to Aaron through a window, appearing to be engaged in some sort of ritual that involved a strange dance.
"Fun stuff!" Mel said brightly, although it really wasn't fun. The next topic was fun, though. "Okay, Lyall! I apologize, but I must poof you now, because if you stay any longer, you'll turn to space dust! But first, a question: who do you think I should I bring in to interview?"
Lyall, though alarmed at the too-casual mention of 'turning into space dust', obliged and quickly answered, "Um! Alan?"
"Sure!" Mel's hand hovered over the blue button, but she hesitated, much to Lyall's visible dismay. "Oh! Actually, last-last question. Do you have any question requests?" Mel asked.
"Who were the flowers for," Lyall hastily supplied.
"Okay! Bye Lyall! Nice talking to you! Wave for the camera!" Mel said as she waved for him.
He only gave her a panicked, pleading look.
Mel finally pressed the button and Lyall disappeared with confetti. Oh, how fun! That was usually a sign that she had five seconds before he became confetti! Ah, teleporting magic sure was weird.
She then pressed the red button next to this button, and POOF! More smoke!
Alan suddenly poofed into existence, wearing a cream-colored open button down with a white tee. So, not pajamas. It seemed that he was mid-bite into eating something since he held his hand out like he was eating with a spoon. He blinked, visibly disoriented as he processed where he was.
"Hi Alan! My name is Mel. Welcome to the montage show this morning! You've been selected to be my interviewer today! Isn't that exciting?!" Mel said with a wave of her arms.
"...Uh." He let out a weak laugh, his hand that was in mid-air now running through his hair. "Alright. Hi, Mel. Stranger things have happened. Is this part of the show?" He eyed the camera ahead of them.
"Sure is! You catch on fast! Do you have any questions before I begin asking you questions? You get one question!" Mel asked while waggling her brows.
"You're going to ask me questions?" he said with a slight laugh.
"Hm! Nice question choice! But yes. So let's dive right in, shall we?"
"Alright," Alan said with a smile and a shake of his head, clearly thinking this was all crazy, but he was going along with it anyways.
"This first question is from @SilverNight!" Mel said as the screen behind them popped up with the first question.
Alan hummed, staring at the question while drumming his fingers along the desk. "I've had odder requests, and I've gotten this once before, actually. I played it for fifty tokens. So, fifty."
"Hear that? Bribe him if you wanna hear something toxic!" Mel teased, and the next question popped up. "This one is from your cabin mate, Lyall!"
"Who were the flowers for?"
- Lyall
- Lyall
Alan blinked before bursting into another laugh. "Oh, did he see that? Or maybe you told him...?"
"Both!" Mel said with a sunny smile.
"Ah. Well, if you're talking about the pink flowers--"
"We are!"
"...Right," he continued with a nod. "It made me sad to see Clandestine look so down after our first day on the island. When I first met her, she was a dazzling ray of energy, so it was quite jarring to see. I wanted to come by with some kind of gift, but I didn't really have anything to give her. So, I picked the pink flowers that grow around the island. I don't know if they're weeds, but... I hope she liked them anyways. I figured it would brighten her day, even if just a little."
"Awww! How sweet! Do you normally give flowers to people you just met?" Mel asked.
Alan shrugged. "I don't normally run into many situations where I'm on a beautiful island dealing with tyrannical detention."
"Fair enough!" The screen then moved on to the next question. "This one is from @soundofmind!"
"Ah, good question, Ms. Sound of the Mind." Alan sat up straighter, straightening his posture as he smiled with a nod. "Trust is a fickle thing. I don't think it's something that can be gained in two days. It takes time to grow and develop. It needs to be earned... though I could argue that there are a fair number of contestants who are already on that path. My cabin mates are on that path for sure. I enjoy spending time with Cyrin and Lyall, and I feel safe around them. I've also spent a good amount of time with Shane, so I feel I am on the path of trust with him as well. I haven't spent as much time with James, Clandestine, Hild, Clarity, or Eve yet, but I feel like I am also on the same journey with them."
Mel nodded slowly. "Phew! You sure like to give long answers!"
Alan slightly narrowed his eyes at her, beginning to grin. "Yes."
"Okay, next question! This one is from @urbanhart!"
"what are you hiding?"
- @urbanhart
- @urbanhart
Alan hummed. "I suppose my socks are in hiding. I only just got here, yet I already lost a pair. Now I'm down to four pairs to last the whole summer."
"Someone buy this man more socks, stat!" Mel said, moving on to the next question. "Oh! A follow-up question!"
"have u ever used magik to obtain fake id/sneak into somewhere?"
- @urbanhart
- @urbanhart
Alan looked into the camera with a sly grin. "Why would I need to use my magic for that?"
"Ooooh, am I seeing a secret bad boy side in you? Who'd have guessed!" Mel giggled, turning to the last question. "This one is our top rated question from our Twooter poll!"
"who's hotter: lyall or cyrin?"
- Twooter
- Twooter
Alan brought his hand to his chin, thinking as he leaned back on his chair. "Well, I've seen Lyall wear more long-sleeves and jackets than Cyrin. So, I suppose he's fairly cold. Cyrin is probably hotter."
Mel erupted into a laugh, shaking her head. "Hilarious! A funnier answer to the 'both' meme, for sure!"
Alan tilted his head in confusion. "I don't think I know that one."
"Oop, looks like our time is up! Have any last remarks before you head off, Alan?" Mel asked.
Alan shook his head. "I don't think so. Thanks for inviting me, Mel. It's been a real... experience."
"Don't thank me! Thank Lyall! Okay, byyyyyyyyyeee!"
She then pressed the button, poofing him away on his chair.
"That's a wrap, folks! Check us out in the next daily montage! See you!"
The screen faded into a credits scene with more cute music as the Island Magic logo sprayed across the screen.
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