Rise of Sofie

Rise of Sofie

"Rise of Sofie" is a short written and created by Then bends. Her return to writing, it follows the escapades of herself in her own wacky mind, riddled with psychosis.

Transcript

• [The short begins with a shot of Sofie, lying on her floor. Her walls are grey, and have stains of red and brown smeared all over them. The room appears to be mostly empty. She giggles on the floor, thrusting inside of a decaying body. Just then - she notices the camera]
• Sofie: Oh! Hello there!
• [She says as she shuffles her penis outside of the corpse's anus, causing precum to splash out.]
• Sofie: Didn't see you there!
• [...]
• Sofie: It's been a minute hasn't it?
• [Sofie checks her watch - No, it's been longer.]
• Sofie: Hmm... Well, let me show you around my wacky NEW world! Hoohoo!
• [She says, as a conductor hat is crest on her head.]
• Sofie: All aboard the train of Sofie!
• [Sofie drives her train through her house, destroying everything in sight.]
• Sofie: Over here is my fridge...
• [She hops out of her train, and opens her fridge.]
• Sofie: As you can see... I've got Mr. PiBB for eons!
• [That she does, as the fridge has 10,000 gallons of PiBB. Sofie picks her nose, and licks it off her finger.]
• Sofie: I wonder... If I... combine these two flavors...
• [Lightbulb appears above her head.]
• Lightbulb: I'm tired of this joke...
• Sofie: Let's see what happens!
• [Sofie attempts to clear her nose directly into the Mr. PiBB, and then uses her hand to stir it around.]
• Sofie: And NOW! The moment of truth!
• [Sofie sips out of her Mr. PiBB + Booger mixture... and the result?]
• Sofie: There's no change.
• [...]
• [Sofie guzzles down all the PiBB.]
• Sofie (wiping her face): Aah! Delicious!... Now where's my train?
• [Wipe!]
• Sofie: Over here is my dressing room! Now you may ask: "Why would a pink stickman need to wear clothes?". If you don't? You're visualizing me wrong.
• [Sofie opens her closet, it's empty.]
• Sofie: See, this dressing room is metaphor for being a fag!
• [...]
• Sofie: Y'know cause I came out of the closet! Oh, aren't I so funny?
• No.
• Sofie: Sorry... wait! I know just how to make up for that! Unto the next room!
• [Isle Unto Thyself begins playing, as we see Sofie jump above, breaking her head on impact, dying.]
• Sofie: That wasn't supposed to happen!
• [Wipe!]
• Sofie: And here, you find the most important room.. the CUTTING ROOM!
• [Grand zooming out shot of a bloodied bathroom.]
• Sofie: Here is where I punish myself! You may ask "Oh, poor, little Sofie, why must you punish yourself so gravely!".
• [...]
• Sofie: Well we all do bad things, don't we? Now watch... and learn from a master!
• [Sofie reaches into her cutting box, and grabs a mustache razor. She lies against the walls of the bathroom, her legs scrunched down, and she rubs the mustache razor against her leg, one line at a time. She makes sure to keep the lines close in proximity, so they can come together, right now, over her, and bleed more. After her left leg is done, she moves onto her right, scrawling it just as amateurishly as her prior. Once both of her legs are opened up, she smiles deeply.]
• Sofie: (sigh...) The joys of life!
• [Sofie then closes her eyes, making a happy face, before placing the razor against her left wrist, and rubbing until she's cut, once more. She repeatedly does this on different spots of her arm, until all she can see is red. She attempts to maneuver her arm to cut her right, but the dominance of her hand causes it to be somewhat sloppier, and deeper than she intended.]
• Sofie: Ow! Hehe!
• [With her body now split open, she stands up, her body fatigued and burning. She rubs her hands all over her thighs and arms, and begins smearing her blood all over the walls, while giggling. She doesn't stop until all she can see around her is red too. She then begins licking the blood off of her arms.]
• Sofie: You'll forgive me right? I promise I won't fail you anymore! And if I do, I'll just do it again! Until I'm perfect!
• [Sofie smiles at the camera again, before we wipe back to the corpse room.]
• Sofie: Here's where all the love happens, if you know what I mean.
• [She lifts her eyebrows up and down, glancing at the bodies on the floor.]
• Sofie: Nobody loves poor Sofie... and she doesn't love herself either! So you'll never go to the outside, ever, you understand me?
• [...]
• Sofie: That's why you have all of these beautiful bodies... they'll never leave you... they'll love you forever, Sof. Isn't that what you want?
• Sofie: That is what I want!
• Sofie: Exactly! Now introduce 'em to the viewers, silly!
• Sofie: Oh right! Uhm- (She says as her foot gets stuck under the decaying, rotten torso of one of the corpses. She lifts it up from under, and finds her footing again) what did I say?... Oh, right! Here's where all the love happens, if you know what I mean.
• [We see a shot of all the corpses, their flesh a deep shade of pink/red, almost brown, due to decay, and of course, defecation on them.]
• Sofie: Check this out, I'm about to... (she darts her eyes back and forth) W RIZZ! One of them... hehe.
• [Sofie picks up a carcass, and caresses her chin.]
• Sofie: Hey, baby. You come here often?
• [...]
• Sofie: What do you say we come back to my place?
• [...]
• Sofie: Oh wait. This IS my place! Silly me!
• [She throws the corpse on the ground, and stomps on its head angrily, until it's nothing but a pile of mush.]
• Sofie: But uhm, yeah! Nice place I've got here, I know!
• [She smiles.]
• Narrator: The Next Day.
• [We see a shot of Sofie, in her restroom. Looking at herself in the mirror, she doesn't recognize the face she sees. Disregarding that, she picks up her toothbrush, squeezing toothpaste onto it, before dialing the sink, allowing water to wetten the toothbrush. She then throws the toothbrush into the trash, before laughing at herself in the mirror.]
• Sofie: Hehe, you know I'd never allow you to take care of yourself, silly!
• [She walks closer to the front door, and adjacent to the cutting box, is the diaper box!]
• Sofie: EEE YAAY!!! Ooh! Hello viewers! Let me introduce you to one of my favorite past times - age regressing! When poor stupid, stupid, STUPID (Sofie says as she smacks herself in the face)... uhm. When Sofie can't handle the crazy things going on in her head, she likes to become WITTLE!
• [...]
• Sofie: Check it out! (She says with a smile, as she opens the diaper box, and grabs a nice, soft diaper. She puts it on, and slumps to the ground in her restroom, before getting on all fours.]
• Sofie: Gugu... (she says while drooling.)
• [Sofie crawls around the ground, and repeatedly makes blabber-like noises. Her arms move rapidly and without any true control, and she sometimes stops to look enamored at the objects around her.]
• Sofie: Eeeyaayaa!!! (Sofie says, clapping her hands excitedly as she looks at the bathtub. It's unfamiliar to her - she's never been there before!)
• [Sofie grabs a bloody and crusty old binky off of her floor, and puts it in her mouth, sucking on it gleefully.]
• Sofie: Heehee!
• [She begins to roll on the floor joyfully, her body getting covered in dirt and now old blood from her prior cutting. She spits the binky out of her mouth, before rubbing the blood and dirt all over her body, giggling as she does so.]
• Sofie: Yayaa!!
• [Just as she finishes this up, she suddenly feels the need to use the restroom. Too bad she's a baby! Therefore, she simply poops in her diaper while crawling around again, the mushy matter quickly filling her diaper.]
• Sofie: Mmm.. awh, DAMN it! I did it again! Not to worry though, I know exactly what to do!
• [Sofie stands up, and gets out of her diaper, before wiping her bosom with her hand, licking off any residue.]
• Sofie: And now for the main course! (She says, rubbing her hands like a fly.)
• [She picks up her dirty diaper, and eyes the feces covering it. Her eyes widen, mischievously, as she gobbles down her own poop. Once done, she licks her lips!]
• Sofie: Delicious! (She pats her own stomach, saying:) That's all you get to eat today, Sof!
• [Sofie's watch blares an alarm, scaring her.]
• Sofie: AAAH, I DIDN'T SEARCH UP LITTLE GIRLS FARTING THAT WAS MY DEAD PET CAT!!!!
• [Just then, she checks her vibrating watch, and realizes that it's actually prayer time.]
• Sofie: Oh!... Phew! Hehe... uhm... ignore that!
• [Sofie walks out of her restroom, and down the hall, and to the left. Here we see a room she didn't show us prior... a room decorated with photographs of herself, and also a christmas wreath for some ... reason? It's like a shrine. Anyway, she steps onto the carpet in front of her, and shrinks down onto her knees.]
• Sofie: This is the prayer room! I must've forgotten to show you before... but in this room, I worship myself! Why? Because I am god. NOW... to pray!
• [Sofie lifts her arms up, and begins to bow down, over and over, 68 times in fact. She repeats the mantra "You are loved" over and over. Perhaps she's trying to convince herself of a false reality.]
• Sofie: We can't complete the ritual without the last step!
• [Sofie swiftly grabs hot glue from the floor, and plasters a cross on the wall, directly adjacent to the shrine, the opposite side type shit. Then, she jumps onto it, a machine immediately nailing her feet and hands to the cross.]
• Sofie: Now, I really am god! Hehehe!
• [...]
• Sofie: Okay, what do I do now?
• [...]
• Sofie: Ar-aren't we supposed to wipe here...?
• [...]
• Sofie: So I can like, y'know, go back to safety... haha...
• [...]
• Sofie: Please?
• Sofie: Shut up.
• Sofie: Yipe!
• Sofie: You're not safe anywhere, lesser yet there!
• Sofie: B-but I-I love my home...
• Sofie: This isn't your home, this is your mind! Look at yourself, LOOK at where you are right now, it's 8:25 AM and you're in SCHOOL for Christ's sake.
• Sofie: What?
• Sofie: You just don't get it, do you? You're crazy! You're out of your mind! And you have been forever, you're psychotic, you're fucking schizophrenic, you're a pathetic little aspie BITCH.
• Sofie: I-I...
• Sofie: Maybe there's a reason your little mind game doesn't want to set you free. Maybe the truth shall set you free. Maybe the TRUTH is that some people are meant to die! Some people are MEANT to be examples of what happens when every little thing goes wrong, and MAYBE, and MAYBE, that person was meant to be YOU!
• [...]
• Sofie: B-but... but why me?
• Sofie: I guess we'll never know. Repeat what I say now, okay?
• Sofie: O-okay...
• Sofie: You will never be loved.
• Sofie: You will never be loved.
• Sofie: You were meant to end up this way.
• Sofie: You were meant to end up this way.
• Sofie: And you will never come back to reality.
• Sofie: You will never come back to reality.
• Sofie: And break! See, maybe sometimes you can be a good listener.
• Sofie: Awh, thanks... I really try.
• Sofie: You'll never be enough though.
• [...]
• Sofie: I understand...
• Sofie: No you fucking don't. Even after repeating what I say, some idiotic and foolish part of you will always hold up hope that you can improve. You will lose yourself, you WILL. Every last remnant, gone. Your mind is already amiss, you already believe you're from another universe, and that you're dead, and that you're alive, and that you're god, and that you're a lover of all marginalized and yet also a neo-nazi at times. You will never understand, THAT is what you need to understand. You were never meant to even be, actually. I don't know why I'd say you were MEANT to end up this way, when ALL you FUCKING are is a stain! YOU are the example of EVERYTHING that could EVER go wrong when some bitch ass fag tranny gets groomed, and abused, and isolated, OVER, and OVER, and OVER, you've NEVER felt an ounce of true love in your life, and every time you do, they ALL LEAVE. You understand that, you worthless piece of shit.
• [...]
• [Sofie has died.]
• Music Video Time!
• [We see a shot of Sofie, in a black, empty void. Sitting down. She seems uneasy, holding a decaying rose.]
• Where did your long hair go? Where is the girl I used to know? How could you lose that happy glow? Oh, Caroline, no...
• [She sings, as she slowly slumps deeper, the flower wilting until it's brown. She slowly fades away into oblivion. In the next shot, we see her dead body, trapped and nailed onto her cross.]
• Who took that look away? I remember how you used to say... you'd never change, but that's not true... Oh, Caroline you...
• [We see a shot of Sofie repeatedly meeting new people, going through the same experiences with the different friends, over and over. The smile on her face slowly fades away into a mock of it, a shell of the enthusiasm it once represented. The joy has been drained out of her veins, and replaced with desperation, to be acknowledged, to be loved. To be pitied.]
• ... Break my heart. I want to go and cry. It's so sad to watch a sweet thing die... Oh, Caroline, why?
• [We see a shot of Sofie looking at herself in her bathroom mirror. Glancing occasionally at her bloodied walls, and beaten body. In the mirror, her look is longing. No longer is she desperate to find someone else. She realizes she'll never be able to connect with another, if she's already lost herself.]
• Could I ever find in you again, the things that made me love you so much then? Could we ever bring 'em back once they have gone?
• [She walks away from the mirror]
• Oh, Caroline, no...
• [The end.]