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The Board of Curators plots its next dastardly deed

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INTERIOR:

The lair of the Board of Curators. Long shadows flank a dark hallway, ending in massive wooden doors flickered by the light of a torch, fueled by a long-abandoned Truman the Tiger mascot head. They say the flame never dies, but only burns brighter when all nine Curators meet. Such as right now.

[LOUD GAVEL POUNDING]

[Cut to a hooded figure sitting at the head of a table, camera slowly pulls back to reveal four hooded figures sitting on either side of an ostentatiously long table that extends into more shadows]

[The figure lowers their hood]

Julia Brncic: As senior member of this sacred nine-person council of highly-esteemed curators, I hereby call this meeting into session.