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Transcript of SagelySprite's "For the next one, should you find yourself here."
by SagelySprite | subtitle translations here.
[The video starts off with a black screen, slowly opening up to the top of the Empire State Building, and a piece of light green fabric being blown by the wind, near the top of the spire. The words ‘welcome’ are shown as the woman on the spire, Spider-Sprite, jumps down and stands back up, giving the viewer a full view of her unique spider suit and hijab. Her suit is a flowy jumpsuit paired with an oversized button down vest that stops at her thighs. She’s clad in a green and blue color scheme, with purple undertones throughout.]
[Spider motifs litter the outfit, from the web design on her scarf to the spider logo in the middle of her vest. She reaches off to the side of the screen and pulls out a decorated quad cane, leaning on it as she looks to the camera.]
Spider-Sprite: Hello dear!
[Spider-Sprite waves at the camera with gloved hands.]
Spider-Sprite: Now, I really hope this video makes its way into the right hands, but if it somehow ended up in a museum, then hello again! Please, stop watching. [Spider-Sprite, who had been animatedly moving her hand around until now, stops and gives the camera a deadpan stare that one can feel the intensity of despite her mask.]
[A spider pops out from a pocket on spider-sprite’s costume, a mix of a tarantula and an orb weaver, with a radioactive undertone.]
Hex: Lovely that you wanna protect people's identities and all Sprite, but we’ve got to record this. Please, overlook this possible outcome.
Spider-sprite: Fine, fine.
Spider-sprite: The names Safinah and I’ve been New York’s spidey for a while now, with the help of my predecessor, Peter, Kiya and Amna, my lovely friends…and Hex.
Hex: Hey! After all we’ve been through?
[Hex turns away from Safinah’s face and huffs. Safinah rolls her eyes through the mask, which she then decides to take off.]
[She sighs at the mask and looks over her shoulder to the rest of New York before turning back to the camera.]
Spider-sprite: Alright, look. I didn’t wanna be Spider-man’s successor, and I definitely didn’t want to be New York’s spidey but here I am. Whatever happened that led you to this spot, let me tell you something.
[Spider-sprite grabs the camera and brings it up to her face, ignoring Hex as he crawls up to her head. The look of determination on her face is startling to say the least.]
Spider-sprite: You don’t have to do this. If you’re like me and Peter, and were somehow bitten by a radioactive spider at any age, there’s no obligation on you to save New York. Ironic, I know but that’s what I wanted to say. I wish I was told that sooner.
[Spider-Sprite places the camera back down, and walks to the edge of the building, favoring her good knee. She watches New York in all its city normalcy. She turns back to the camera and yells.]
Spider-sprite: You probably know who Spider-man is, if you’re watching this. I’m still taking you to him though, because he’ll get all whiny if I don’t include him in this.
Spider-sprite: Be prepared for your first web swinging adventure my dear friend.
Hex: Please Sprite I’m not prepared—
Spider-Sprite: Don’t call me Sprite!
[Spider-sprite grabs Hex and shoves him back into the pocket he came out of. She presses a button on the cane and shoves it into another pocket once it compacted itself. She puts her mask on and webs the camera to her and jumps to the spire of the Empire State Building.]
[Spider-sprite says something ineligible due to the wind starting to blow. She shakes her head slightly and jumps to the ground below, laughing as she does. She webs to the nearest building and the video cuts off.]