Episode 6: Tenth Street Girls

Bee:

It’s The Beacon.

Music: Intro selection.

Bee:

Hello, hello everyone and welcome to another episode of The Beacon, a podcast where I have magic powers and am trying to find and get along with other people who do too.  I’m your host, Bee. Like the insect. Here’s what’s been going on since the last episode where I sort of horrendously failed at attempting to make friends with other magic person Newt.

For one thing, Newt has not contacted me back.  Despite the fact that he said if I wanted to talk to him, I could just ask, he hasn’t responded to any of my emails asking if he wanted to meet up again except to say, “I’m busy,” and he has made no attempt to contact me to clarify any parts of his story.  At this point, I’m surprised that he even contacted me in the first place, seeing as he seems to want nothing to do with me or anything else magic-related.

I haven’t been back to his class either.  I couldn’t stomach the idea of trying to confront him in person again, which sucks because I actually really liked his class.  I might just have to see if there’s another free art class open with another teacher because at this point, I’m not sure if our relationship can go any further or if I can expect any help from him with the whole wolf-lizard thing.

Buuuut, on the other hand, I’m still talking to Fox.  It’s been really nice to have her to talk to freely about all this magic stuff.  We’re still both clueless about what this even is, but at least now we can exchange neat tips and tricks about how to use our powers.

Plus, Fox has had a lot more time to experiment with her power, so she gave me some exercises I can try out.  She taught me how to focus so I can hold just a little bit of fire in my hand discreetly, in case I need to hit something by surprise.  She gave me an idea to make a big, sudden flashbang of fire in case I need to blind something attacking me. Let’s see...oh, and she taught me how to make a smokescreen with nearby water in case I need to make a getaway instead of staying to fight!  

Honestly, she says she doesn’t know much about magic, but she has so much experience using it!  She’s so much smarter than she gives herself credit for. I wish I had as much to offer her, but honestly, I’m still so new to everything at this point and I’m trying as much to figure out my powers as I am -

Oh, that reminds me!  The wolf-lizard! I figured out a name for it, just since it was getting annoying calling it the wolf-lizard, the wolf monster, the hybrid thing, whatever.  So now, introduciiiiing...the luptile!

You know, like...lupus, like latin for wolf and reptile?  Like a, like a, like a pun or something? Sorry, I’m sure you guys get it, but it took Fox a little while to catch on when I told her.  She may just not be very good at wordplay. She told me she would’ve just called it a wizard.

Actor Sound: Bee giggles.

Bee:

Anyway, in addition to all that progress with Fox, today, I will be attempting something very different this episode.  Something very frightening. Possibly something very dangerous. It’s not something I was hoping I would ever have to do, but at this point, it seems I don’t have any other choice.

So, with head held high, I will face this danger and attempt to do this thing with as much grace as I can muster.

Silent beat.

Bee:

But, uh…I’m also going to ask Wolf to see if she can help with it.

Transition: Cut.

Setting Change: Cafeteria.

Bee:

So, uh, Wolf…you’re like, a…sports person, right?

Wolf:

What—uh, are you recording this?  You’re not trying to incriminate me for some sports crime, are you?

Bee:

Oh, no, this is just kind of for posterity.  But anyway, you do the Frisbee thing, right?

Wolf:

It’s called Ultimate, Bee.  Only posers call it Frisbee.

Bee:

Right…okay.

Wolf:

But, yeah, I do the sports thing.  Why do you ask?

Bee:

I was just wondering, what’s a good way to, uh, start talking to other sports people?

Wolf:

Well, first, be roommates with them a year and a half, then say you wanna get lunch, then spring some weird question on them, then—

Bee:

I’m serious, Wolfie.  Help me out here.  I need to talk to someone who is big time into sports and I just can’t because it’s scary.

Wolf:

Uh, wow.  Lotta questions here.  First of all, why can’t you just, y’know, talk to them?  You know they’re just a person, right?

Bee:

A scary person.  You know I get nervous enough when I talk to new people, but sports people are even worse.  They—they run in these big, sporty cliques so you feel like you don’t belong around them and then, y’know, they’re all so tall and—fit…so you don’t feel…good around them, and—

Wolf:

Okay, okay, I get it.  You see other sports people as monsters.  Who is it you’re trying to talk to anyway?  And why?

Bee:

Well, uh, I’m trying for this news broadcast internship next summer, and my advisor told me I should practice and build up my qualifications this semester with some human interest pieces.



Wolf:

So you went straight to the sports monsters?  You couldn’t start with someone more accessible?

Bee:

She was the first, most interesting person to respond to my ad.  It was either her or the vice president of the anime club and I really didn’t want to have to edit around the hentai collection in his dorm room for my piece.

Wolf:

…Coulda asked me, y’know…

Bee:

I’m sorry.  I didn’t think you’d want to be in my dumb project.  You can be the next feature, okay?

Wolf:

I mean, I don’t actually wanna be the feature.

Bee:

Oh.

Wolf:

But it’s nice to be asked, y’know?

Bee:

Yeah.  Right. So, um, that not totally complicated act of talking to sports people you were telling me about?

Wolf:

Oh, right, right, right.  Look, if you’re so nervous, do you just want me to tag along when you talk to this person?

Bee:

Ohhhh, you really don’t have to—



Wolf:

Seriously dude, it’s no problem.  Who is it you’re interviewing anyway?  Maybe I know them from the gym.

Bee:

Well, her name is Capy.  Actually, no, that’s just her codename.  Sorry. Her real name is ██████ ██████ and she’s the captain of the rugby team.

Wolf:

Wait, seriously?

Bee:

What?

Wolf:

Seriously?  You had to pick someone from the rugby team?

Bee:

What?  What’s wrong with them?

Wolf:

They’re a bunch of meatheaded posers is what they are.

Bee:

…Yeah, I hear there’s a lot of that going around.

Wolf:

But it’s okay BB, I forgive you, because as your friend, I will support you in all your terrible sports-related decisions.

Bee:

Well, thank you, Wolfie.  I appreciate it. And y’know, maybe you’re right.  They’re just other people. I’m sure they’re not actually that scary.

Transition: Cut.

Setting Change: Rugby field.

Bee Voiceover:

So, I don’t claim to be any sort of expert on sports, but I feel like what I saw on that field was intense.  Watching the girls run their drills and practice plays was like watching giants thundering around a valley and playing catch with boulders.  Like, I think Capy was still the tallest person on the field, but everyone else was still huge and buff and like, man, they can take a hit.

Did you know they play rugby without like, any padding?  At all? And they’re still trying to run each other down like lions and gazelles, with apparently no regard for their own safety.

So, um, yeah.  Maybe upon reflection, rugby girls actually are that scary.

I think Wolfie was impressed by them too.

Bee:

So, uh…look at all these posers, huh?

Wolf:

Oh, shut up.  I wasn’t staring.  Now, which one are you here to talk to?

Bee:

Uh, she’s the big one.

Wolf:

They’re all big.

Bee:

The big one with the headband.

Wolf:

Like, half of them have headbands.

Bee:

The biggest one with the loudest headba-oh, nevermind.  Capy! Capy, over here!

Distance/Volume: Capy calls out from a distance.

Capy:

Bee?  Hey, one second!

Wolf:

Now that wasn’t so hard, was it?

Bee:

Oh, shusshhhohhhhh heyyy, Capy.  H-how’s it going?

Capy:

Hey Bee, what’s up?  Whatcha doin’ here? And who’s your friend?

Bee:

Oh, right.  Capy, this is Wolf, my roommate.  Wolf, this is Capy.

Wolf:

Hey.

Capy:

Sup? You come around here…ever?  I feel like I recognize you.

Wolf:

Well, we probably go to the same gym.

Capy:

Oh yeah?  Where do you go?

Wolf:

The…one on campus?  You know, the only one for 10 miles around?

Capy:

Hey, me too!  How about that?

Bee:

So, uh, Capy, I was, um, kind of hoping to talk to you for a little.


Capy:

Yeah?  About the magic thing?

Wolf:

Magic thing?  I thought this was a sports news piece.

Bee:

Uh, yeah, a news piece profile about Capy and the…magic…of……sports.

Capy:

Huh?

Bee:

I’m sorry, I know it’s not exactly the angle we discussed, but, uh, I think it’s an angle we can, uh, really learn something interesting from.  If you’ll just let me interview you. About the magic. Of sports. Okay?

Capy:

Uhhh, yeah!  Yeah. Alright.  Tight.

Bee:

Great!  So, do you want to go talk the out in private after you, um, clean up or something?

Capy:

Okay, sounds great!

Distance/Volume: Bee quietly revels.

Bee:

Yes.

Capy:

Or—better idea—

Distance/Volume: Bee quietly regrets.

Bee:

Shit.  

Capy:

We go out with my girls to Tenth Street, have some fun, talk it out there, make a whole night out of it.

Bee:

Uhhh, that’s, uhhh, ummm, uhhh, Wolfie?

Wolf:

Yeah, no offense, but Bee’s not really a Tenth Street kind of person.

Capy:

What’s that supposed to mean?

Wolf:

She doesn’t like drinking.  

Bee:

Or drunk people.  

Wolf:

Or crowds.  Or loud music.  

Bee:

Or crowds of drunk people drinking while loud music blares.  

Wolf:

So.  Tenth Street.

Bee:

Yeah…

Capy:

Okay, but now you super have to go.  Like, it’s not all gross dance clubs and people puking their guts out.  I mean, some of it’s like that, but there’s also just a lot of places to have a good time.

Bee:

Yeah, I’m not—

Capy:

We won’t even be going anywhere too far down the street!  Just to Jules’ for trivia night!

Bee:

…Trivia night?  Hey Wolfie, you’ve been to that before, right?

Wolf:

Yeah.  And honestly, it’s not that bad.  People get a little loud, but mostly in like an excited classroom Jeopardy kind of way.

Capy:

Yeah, what she said.  My girls love a big trivia night, so I’m sure they’d be happy to have you along.

Bee:

Well…

Capy:

And, uh, you can even have your friend here come along if you want!  The more the merrier!

Bee:

Wolfie?

Wolf:

Up to you, Bee.

Bee:

Well...do they have pop culture questions?

Capy:

All the goddamn time!

Bee VO:

So, um...Bee from the next day here.  Let’s just say that that night...very quickly went off the rails.  What I hoped would be a semi-quiet conversation with Capy to try to convince her to work with me turned out to be...well...I’ll just play you a clip.

Capy & Whoo Girls:

WHOO!

Bee VO:

And then everything that happened after that was—well—it was—pretty much everything I hadn’t been expecting.  But we’ll get to that later. For now, let’s just get to the Tenth Street trivia night with Capy and her girls.

Setting Change: Trivia night bar.

Capy:

1826!

Raf:

Benjamin Franklin!

Cheets:

The Hundred Year War!

Moderator:

The correct answer is...the three toed sloth.

Raf & Cheets:

WHOO!

Capy:

Drink!

Moderator:

Next question: what islands did Charles Darwin most famously study in his early 1800s sea voyage?

Capy:

Laputa!

Raf:

Computers!

Cheets:

Winchester!

Moderator:

The correct answer is Galapagos.  Charles Darwin famously studied the Galapagos Islands.  Points to all teams who submitted that answer in writing.

Raf & Cheets:

WHOO!

Capy:

Drink!

Bee:

Um, Wolfie?  I hate this.

Wolf:

Yeah.  I guessed.

Bee:

I thought you said this was low-key.

Wolf:

It usually is!  But I also don’t usually go to these Saturday ones because I hear they’re a lot louder and rowdier.  I guess now I see why.


Raf & Cheets:

WHOO!

Capy:

Drink!

Bee:

What game are they even playing?  They’ve all shouted the wrong answer every time.  Even to the easy questions. It’s like they’re doing it on purpose!

Wolf:

I don’t know, but this seems counterproductive.  I’m gonna get us out of here.

Bee:

Thaaaank yooooou.

Wolf:

Uh, hey, Capy?  Capy? CA-PY?

Capy:

Wha-hey, Wolfie, heeeey!  Wolfie-woo! You havin’ a good time tonight?

Wolf:

Yeah, no, not really.

Capy:

What?  Why not?

Wolf:

Well, Bee isn’t really getting the interview she needs, and also, you guys are like, 80% of the noise and 90% of the drunk in here, so we’re just gonna bounce.

Capy:

No, no, no wait!  Don’t go! We can bring it down.  We can bring it way right, down girls?

Distance/Volume: The Whoo Girls bring it way down.

Raf & Cheets:

Whoo!

Capy:

See?  We can talk? I can talk.  So good?

Wolf:

I...don’t know.  Bee? Are you okay with...this?

Bee:

Um, I...guess it’ll be fine.

Actor Sound: Wolf sighs.

Wolf:

Okay.  C’mere girls, let’s give them some privacy and get you something to drink.

Raf & Cheets:

WHOO!

Wolf:

Preferably water.

Raf & Cheets:

Awww…

Silent beat.

Bee:

Um, so...you ready to talk about the magic thing?

Capy:

The, uh—the-the-the magic of sports thing?  Yeah sure, girl, lay your interview on me.

Bee:

Um...Capy.  You know I’m not actually here to interview you about a sports thing, right?

Capy:

What?

Bee:

You know that was just a cover story to tell you in front of Wolf?  Capy? Right?

Capy:

Well, how was I supposed to know that?

Bee:

Why would I want to interview you about sports?!

Capy:

Because I’m the kickass captain of the rugby team!  Why would you wanna talk to me about magic?

Bee:

Because we’re like two of maybe four people in the whole world we know has this power and we have so many thing we need to talk about!

Capy:

Well sheesh, you could’ve just said.

Bee:

You’re...you’re right.  I’m sorry. But we really do need to talk about this.

Capy:

I mean, what’s there to talk about?  I told you I’m not fighting that wolfie-wizard thing.

Bee:

But—

Capy:

Hey, speaking of wolves, is your friend single?

Bee:

What?

Capy:

Your cute friend Wolfie?  Is she super single caaaaause she is super cute and I am super gaaaaaay.

Bee:

Um, okay, I’m not really up on drunk girl etiquette, but do you mean that in an “I love girls, all girls are so wonderful” sense or an—

Capy:

Girls ARE wonderful and I wanna date them all because I am GAY!

Bee:

Well, uh, Wolf is, uh, single, yes, but I, uh, sorry, I don’t know if you two would be a good fit because, she’s, um—

Capy:

Oh noooo.  Don’t tell me she’s a straight.

Bee:

Honestly, I’m-I’m not sure.  I’ve never seen her in a relationship so I think she’s just a little extra...picky?

Capy:

Well then, why wouldn’t she pick me?  I’m awesome. I’m super hot, I’m like 6’2, I’m the captain of an undefeated rugby team, I can bench like 800 pounds—

Bee:

Which she doesn’t and shouldn’t know, please don’t tell her that—

Capy:

So why wouldn’t she want all this?

Bee:

I don’t know, she’s just—she’s just—

Brief, thoughtful pause.

Bee:

Um, tell you what.  If you talk to me honestly, right now, about all this magic business, then I will put in a good word for you with Wolf.

Capy:

Oh man, seriously?  Bee, you are the beeeeest!

Bee:

Okay, okay, thank you, that’s—

Capy:

Whaddya wanna know?  Wanna know the biggest thing I can lift?  Want me to life a car for you? Because I can totally do that now.  I’m like a human jack now. Flat tires beware! I am JACKED!

Bee:

Um, no, that’s—no thanks.  Capy, I just want to know—honestly—why you won’t help me with the wolf-lizard.

Capy:

Is that it?  I already told you, dude.  I just don’t wanna.

Bee:

But there’s gotta be more to it than that!  I feel like you’re so straightforward with everything else.  If you were too scared or too unsure or—or even too lazy to do this, you would just say it.  So what is it you’re holding back? Why do you not want to do this?

Capy:

Aww, aw, Bee, you’re really not gonna make me say this, are you?

Bee:

Say what?  What is it?

Capy:

This whole thing, man, it’s just like...a THING.  You know?

Bee:

No date with my cute friend until you say it.

Capy:

Ughhh, really?  You’re so mean, Bee.  

Actor Sound: Capy sighs.

Capy:

Fine.  Okay. Lean in close.  Here. I’ve got a secret for you.  Are you listening? Okay. Here’s the thing.  I wasn’t always as awesome as I am now.

Bee:

…What?

Capy:

I know, it’s unbelievable, right?  I mean, I’m so great now, so I must have always been pretty great, right?

Bee:

…No-

Capy:

No, I used to be such a loser.  Or at least everyone thought I was.  See, I’ve been, like, at least 5’10 since I was 12.  And I’ve known I like girls since I was 6. And all the way through most of high school, I was always heavy for my size.  Do you have any idea how miserable it is to be the fat, freakishly tall lesbian of your school?

Bee:

Well, actually-

Capy:

It sucks!  Cause kids suck.  And they made me think I sucked too!  Like I can’t even tell you the number of times I hid in the bathroom because I had someone talking shit about me and cried ‘cause I thought I must be only freak like me in the universe.

Bee:

Actually-

Capy:

Okay, but, then, these two other girls in my school came out that they were dating each other and yeah, they got some shit for it, small garbage town, whatever, but they always seemed happy when they were together, so I just finally felt like, “Shit, I want that too!”  So you know what I did?

Bee:

…Worked up the confidence and-

Capy:

That’s right, I did what all the dudes on TV do to get girlfriends.  I got good at sports!

Bee:

Oh.  So, um, that’s nice and all, but what does this have to do with…anything?

Capy:

It’s all connected !  See, I got gud at ruggers.  I finally got people liking me!  I could finally look at all those people who used to shit on me and say, “Here’s your giant lesbian now, look how awesome she is, look how many girlfriends she has!  How many girlfriends’ve you got? I think not!” But then, I could also look at all the little lesbilings, and all the tall girls and the fat girls and all the tall, fat lesbilings and say, “You’ve got like a finity of untapped awesomeness potential and you’re gonna do great!”

Bee:

Well, that is a really nice message and all, but what’s it got to do with—

Capy:

So, I wanna go fuckin’ pro with this rugby thing man!  You know how many tall, fat lesbilings I could reach as a pro sports hero?  And then—and then I could have the coolest goddamn life—a big house and big dogs and a best wife and I ain’t let nobody make me feel like shit like that.  Again. Seeee, Beeeee, I got a dreeeeaaaam. And with these awesome powers, there is a hundred percent chance I scan make a dream happen. I got these powers to make me a hella superstar bay-beeeee!

Bee:

Okay, okay, so I…get that you want to use your power to get ahead in life and help other people feel good about themselves.  But…what’s stopping you from helping me with the monster before that?

Capy:

Cause I want a good life, y’know.  I’ve earned it! And I’m not putting it at risk so’s some wolfer can bite my face off before I get it.

Bee:

Capy, it’s okay if you’re scared!  I’m scared of it too! But we’re the only ones who know about it, so we have to—

Capy:

I’m not scared of it, I just don’t wanna go out of my way to ruin my life when it’s just finally getting good.  Someone else can go fight the wolfie. There’ll be someone else. My life’s already sucked enough already. I’m not makin’ this my problem too.

Distance/Volume: Bee speaks quietly.

Bee:

It could kill someone, you know.

Capy:

Hey, don’t forget to tell your friend how great I am!  Even if—even if she’s only a little gay. A maybe gay. A gaybe.  There’s only like two other out gays at this school, and they’re dating each other.  Speaking of which, it’s my favorite gays, back from their magical journey!

Raf & Cheets:

Ugh…

Wolf:

Uh, yeah, I think these girls need to turn in.  This one threw up behind the bar and this one nearly slipped in it.


Capy:

Oof.  Yep. That sounds like a lights out signal.  Raf, how many times have I told you not to pre-game with pizza rolls before trivia?  Oh, hey, bye, Bee! We cool?

Bee:

I…yeah, we’re cool.

Capy:

Cooool.  Tell your friend I said hi!

Wolf:

What was that about?

Bee:

I’ll…I’ll tell you about it later.  Let’s just get out of here.

Transition: Cut.

Setting Change: A pleasant evening outside, near the road and the forest.

Wolf:

Phew.  It’s actually pretty nice out here after that stuffy bar, even if it’s cold.  You end up having any fun tonight?

Bee:

No…not really…

Wolf:

I figured as much.  You at least get what you need from Capy?

Actor Sound: Bee sighs.

Bee:

Solid nope there too.

Wolf:

Aw man, I’m sorry.  I thought she seemed like kind of a flake.

Bee:

She wasn’t—she was fine.  She just wasn’t exactly what I was looking for.

Wolf:

Well, I’m sure you’ll get a good one next time.  There’s always more fish in the sea. Better fish.

Bee:

Yeah, I’m…I’m not too sure about—

Actor Sound: The Luptile growls threateningly, from a distance.

Bee:

…Did you hear that?

Wolf:

Hear what?

Bee:

Hear the—the…hold on, it’s—

Actor Sound: The Luptile growls threateningly, closer this time

Wolf:

Oh shit.  I heard that.  What is that?

Distance/Volume: Bee speaks quietly, almost to herself.

Bee:

We’re way too close to the woods.

Wolf:

What?

Bee:

Hey, Wolfie?  I need you to stay here.

Wolf:

Wait, what?

Bee:

Stay.  Here. I need to—to check something.

Sound Effect: Running off through forest.

Distance/Volume: Wolf calls out from an increasing distance.

Wolf:  

Bee, wait!

Sound Effect: Running through woods and slowing to a walk.

Setting Change: More distinct woods.

Actor Sound: Bee breathes heavily.

Bee:

So, here I am again.  Out in the woods. Alone.  And I know the luptile is here somewhere.  I heard it. I can feel it. Except this time, I am liberally waving around my phone on full brightness and SHOUTING for it to FIND ME.  Because I can’t let it find Wolf instead. I—I just can’t.

And besides.  I’m not scared this time.  I know I’ve got my fire now.  I’ve been training for just this moment to defend myself  

Sound Effect: Fire springs to life.

Bee:

Hear that?  I’m not scared!

Sound Effect: Loud branch snap.

Bee:

Eeep!  

Sound Effect: Fire goes out.

Bee:

Okay, I am scared.  I am terrified and alone and I don’t actually know what to do.

Sound Effect: Hurried typing on phone keyboard.

Bee:

Please, Fox.  Please be online now.  Please help. Please tell me what to do.  Please, please, please, please—

Actor Sound: The Luptile growls threateningly, from very nearby.  It continues to growl, growing nearer and more ready to strike, over the course of about 2o seconds.

Music: Tense music.

Bee:

I-I see you.  Don’t think I don’t.  I see your—your ugly, burnt face.  I did that to you, remember? And I’ll do it again!  I won’t go quietly! And I won’t let you—

Sound Effect: Speed zoom.

Sound Effect: Wolf smack.

Actor Sound: The Luptile lets out a short, pained yelp after being hit unexpectedly.

Bee:

…What.

Sound Effect: Speed zoom (x3).

Sound Effect: Wolf smack (x3).

Actor Sound: The Luptile lets out three more short, pained yelps as it is struck by something moving so fast, it is almost invisible.

Bee:

What is going on, what is—eek!

Sound Effect: Shorter zoom.

Sound Effect Heavier wolf hit.

Sound Effect: Heavy fleeing through forest.

Actor Sound: The Luptile lets out a series of fearful barks, like a spooked dog, as it flees the scene.

Hawk:


Yeah you better run!  Nobody gets hurt while The Hawk is on watch!

Bee:

What.

Hawk:

Are you okay there, miss?  I bet that was a bit of a fright.

Bee:

I…

Hawk:

But also wasn’t that kinda super cool?  Like, did you see me fight that thing, like, zoom, whop, bam!  

Bee:

I—what—what are you wearing?

Hawk:

It’s my costume!  Super cool, right?  My roommate—hey, hold on a second!  I recognize your voice! You’re the girl from that podcast!

Bee VO:

I told you it was going to get weird.  So, we’ll catch up on this one next episode.  Until then, this is The Beacon and…we’ve got a new friend to meet.

Credits, read by Claudia Elvidge:

The Beacon is written and produced by Claudia Elvidge.  The voice of Wolf is Sarah Ruth Thomas. The voice of Capy is Alicia Atkins.  The voice of Raf is Allison Brandt. The voice of Cheets is Therin Stapp. The voice of the Trivia Night MC is Gavin Gaddis. The voice of the monster is Matti Mali.  And the voice of Hawk is Lillie Blue Lennox. For more information, visit thebeaconpodcast.com or follow us on Twitter @thebeaconpod.