STORYTIME - The Tone-Deaf Troubles In The Enchanted Bazaar

Imagine wandering through a mystical bazaar where every artifact has a story and every coin has the power to transform into a mesmerizing gong. This week, we whisk you away to the enchanting town of Babblebrook with Dr Apples as our guide. Through his vibrant narration, you'll explore a market bursting with eccentric vendors and magical items, including the legendary Whispering Thyme herb. But hold on to your hats—the excitement peaks when a forbidden sack is opened, setting loose a magical coin that morphs into a luminous orb, casting a surreal glow over the entire bazaar. Expect a blend of humor, enchantment, and drama that will leave you craving more.
 
 Join us on this spellbinding journey where Dr Apples recounts his whimsical adventures through time warps and captivating encounters. Coins transform, gongs sing, and the tales spun are nothing short of magical. As you listen, remember to feed your imagination and stay tuned for more fantastical stories. And don't forget to like, subscribe, and leave a review—Dr Apples promises more whimsical adventures are just around the corner. So, gear up for an episode filled with wonder, laughter, and a touch of the fantastical.

CAST:
 Dr. Apples - Anthony J. Santora
 Gong / Local – Lacye A. Brown
 Vendor - Matt Beckius
 Customer 4 - Nasim Benelkour
 Sprite 2 - Caitlin Ferguson
 Sprite 3 - Mel Torrefranca

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Chapters

• 0:00 Welcome to Dr. Apples' Magical Story Time
• 0:59 A Culinary Escapade Begins
• 2:27 The Enchanted Bazaar Adventure
• 6:41 The Mysterious Sack and the Growing Gong
• 10:35 The Battle with the Gong
• 12:18 The Whispering Time and the Aftermath
• 15:47 Conclusion and Farewell

Transcript

STORYTIME - The Tone-Deaf Troubles In The Enchanted Bazaar – S2- EP1

Narrator

0:11

Welcome voyagers of the fantastical, you've just zoomed through a swirling vortex arriving at the doorstep of Story Time With Dr apples. 

00:24

In this magical corner of the universe, stories brim with a wit in wonder at the flick of Dr. Apples’ wand.  Fasten your seatbelts for a narrative escapade that is bewilderingly funny as it is bewilderingly captivating. Today's episode is a story that's going to tickle your fantasy bones, or might just turn your hair into spaghetti. Let's find out.

Narrator

0:59

We now join Dr apples in his kitchen.

DR. APPLES 

1:18

Welcome, welcome, my curious companions! Dr. Apples here, amidst the aromatic symphony of my baking vegan snail sweat pie – a culinary escapade, I assure you! But while the crust crisps to golden perfection, allow me to whisk you away on a stroll down the lane of the extraordinary. 

Have you ever brushed against magic so tangible it tickles your fingertips? Me neither but what I can tell you is that I made this savory dish using only one item and it should taste better than anything you’ve ever tasted. How’s that? 

1:59

Well, I got my magical herb from the Enchanted Bazaar. It’s a delightful oddity hanging between dream and the puzzling question of whether you left the kettle on.

BUSTLING noises from the magical market and echoes of ENCHANTED CREATURES.

DR. APPLES

2:27

Imagine an afternoon, the sky a canvas of moody blues and fiery oranges, as if the heavens themselves were having a mood swing. That's when I waltzed into the town of Ba-ba-ba-ba-baaa-baa-ba-ba-bal or Babblebrook for short. A fantastical fusion of a wizard's attic and a flea market where every trinket whispers a secret. 

My quest? The Whispering Thyme, a legendary herb, whispered to echo the secrets of the universe and, amusingly, a brilliant alternative to flavor!

DR. APPLES

Dressed in my impeccably fitted three-piece blue suit, my navy loafers tapping a distinctive rhythm on ancient cobblestones, I paraded through the bazaar. The locals, with their orange, marbled complexions and endearingly odd quirks, snuck peeks at me. Was it my debonair charm or my lack of stony features that drew their gazes? One might never know.

CUSTOMER 1

3:50

Do you accept memories of laughter? They're quite rare and ripe this century.

SELLER

3:56

How about a deal? Pay me in three lifespans! It's quite a bargain when you consider inflation over millennia. Plus, your descendants would barely notice.

CUSTOMER 1

4:09

Hmm, tempting, but managing time budgets is tricky. Last time I traded lifespans for a singing cactus.

Dr. Apples walks further into the bazaar, embracing the culture. 

DR. APPLES 

3:41

Delving into the bazaar's vibrant heart, I was greeted by a tapestry of sellers with their own table and stuff to sell. Locals, around 40 or so, walked around eager to buy the latest magical trends. A table was woven from the finest spider silk, shimmered like a dew-kissed spiderweb at dawn. He sold popcorn! 

04:35
Poppyty-Popcorn is my favorite. I put shredded cabbage on top of my popcorn. I have to watch my sodium intake. You know, blood pressure and all that. 

4:47

Clocks that told time in reverse ticked in a backward melody, while bottles of laughter waited to release their joyous cacophony upon uncorking. Mirrors showcasing one of your funniest past-life deaths gave me a chuckle. The air was a heavy brew of spicy potions, sugar-dust, pine, all underpinned by the ever-present, intoxicating scent of pure, unadulterated magic.

DR. APPLES 

5:23

I meandered past a stall where wind chimes whispered the day's gossip, their melodic tinkle carrying tales from afar, and scarves that shifted patterns and hues to mirror one's mood. 

CHIME

5:28

Last week, I caught a glimpse of that blue silly flower.

5:40

Each step in Babblebrook was a step into the wondrous unknown, where the aroma of white sage mingled with starlit whispers and the palpable magic in the air was as real and comforting as the stones underfoot.

CUSTOMER 2

5:59

Any chance you could bend on the price a bit? My dragon ate my wallet…

VENDOR

6:04

Apologies, but the price is as fixed as the laws of gravity here.

SELLER

(yells)

6:12

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CUSTOMERS

Wooooow! Wow.

DR. APPLES 

6:30

I was immersed in the peculiar wonders of Babblebrook, my senses dancing to the rhythm of the bazaar's enchanting chaos, when a 

Local, right beside me, couldn't resist the allure of a sack marked 'Don't Open.'That's tempting. Sounds like an invitation to me. No, it wasn't me. Why would you think it was me? When a local fingers twitched with forbidden curiosity mirroring the twinkle of mischief in his marbled eyes 
 
 Weird Local: 

07:15
Do not touch. 
 
DR. APPLES 

 07:17
His fingers twitched with forbidden curiosity, mirroring the twinkle of mischief in his marbled eyes.

I caught his glance, offering a judging raised eyebrow.

 Weird Local: 

07:21
So, Pretty 
 
DR. APPLES 

07:22
He hesitated, our eyes locking in a silent battle of wits and wills.

 Weird Local: 

07:27
What’s inside? 
 
DR. APPLES 

07:32
But the sack, with its bold, taunting letters, proved too much for his restraint.
 
Weird Local: 

07:39
Maybe 
 
DR. APPLES 

07:41
As I turned away, feigning disinterest, my peripheral vision clung to his movements. A sly side glance revealed his trembling hands reaching for the sack. The locals paused, their chatter dimming into a hushed murmur, as if the very air of Babblebrook anticipated the impending spectacle.
 
Weird Local:

08:05
I not doing anything. 
 
DR. APPLES 

08:07
With a swift, rebellious tug, he loosened the tie, and out floated a seemingly harmless coin. The vendor stopped and stared at the Local.

VENDOR

8:26

Oh no, not that one... it's not under warranty!

DR. APPLES

8:31

Ah, but in Babblebrook, even the most innocent-looking trinkets hold surprises. The coin twirled, a lazy dance in mid-air, captivating the onlookers with its simple grace. 

8:54

But then, it began to grow, 

Weird Local

8:26

Dr. Apples

9:01

-to morph, swirling with the energy of unleashed enchantment.

9:09

It transformed, not just in size, but in essence, until it became a massive gong, hovering like a bronze moon. Its glow bathed us in an otherworldly light, casting elongated shadows that danced along the cobblestones.

The local, now dwarfed by his curiosity-turned-consequence, gaped in awe. The gong's majestic presence seemed to pause time itself, a spectacular testament to the unexpected magic that thrives in the heart of Babblebrook.

9:50

This newfound gong started to chime with a deep, sonorous sound

Gong

10:06

(off-key sings)

Gooong!

Dr. Apples

10:10

-but oh, so off-tune. It sang a strange 'goong,' sending ripples of discomfort through the crowd. The locals clapped their hands over their ears, grimacing at the discordant melody.

Gong

10:12

(off-key sings)

Gooong!

CUSTOMER 3 

10:12

(conflicted)

It’s so off-key.

CUSTOMER 4 

10:15

(conflicted)

I don’t understand. Is it tone deaf?

 
 Speaker 2:

10:16
The locals clasped their hands over their ears, grimacing at the disco discordant melody. If you've ever heard a pig fart into a cast iron skillet during a hurricane, it was something like that. This needed to cease. But before I could do anything nowhere

SPRITE 1

10:38

(yell)

To battle stations! This gong won’t know what hit it!

SPRITE 2

10:42

(yell)

Let's show 'em, Harriston! Time to sprinkle some silence!

DR. APPLES

10:48  

Enter the market, Sprites! Those tiny guardians of peace in Babblebrook. About eight or ten of them, each no taller than a squirrel and dressed in petal finery, zipped towards the gong. Their iridescent wings fluttered rapidly, casting a spectrum of colors in the air.  

Gong

11:06

(off-key sings)

Gooong!

SPRITE 1

11:12

(panting)

(phew)

That was close! Nearly got a haircut from that last note!

SPRITE 2

11:15

(aggressive)

Give it everything you’ve got, Jimothy! It’s resisting traditional magic. Time for the off-key countercharm!

DR. APPLES

11:22

They waved their tiny wands, trying to silence the booming intruder. But instead of quelling it, their magic only seemed to energize the gong further. 

Gong

11:25

(off-key sings)

Gooong!

Dr. Apples

11:47

It boomed louder, the vibrations so powerful that the sprites were knocked back, tumbling through the air and landing directly onto the breadmaker’s dough, emerging powdered like sugar-dusted donuts.

Sprites

11:56

Ow! Owie! Ouch!

Gong

11:59

(off-key sings)

Gooong!

CUSTOMER 5

12:01

(repulsed)

 Dear deities, this sound is annoying.

CUSTOMER 6

12:07

(annoyed)

James, get your magic wand and hit that thing!

CUSTOMER 7

(in pain)

I've outlasted the Great Kazoo Catastrophe; this gong won't take me down. 

Gong

12:10

(off-key sings)

Gooong!

DR. APPLES 

12:18

Amid this charming chaos, my eyes caught a glimpse of my query. The whispering thyme swaying gently from a Sprite's belt. As conspicuous as a firefly in a dark room, seizing the moment to end the pandemonium and score some much needed cool points. 

12:39

I slipped my hand into my suit jacket and down to my pocket, my fingers brushing against the smooth silk of my shirt. 

12:47

There masquerading as an innocuous pin was my wand. With a click and a flourish, it extended and materialized into its true form, pulsating with ancient might and ready for action.

Gong

12:50

(off-key sings)

Gooong! 

Dr. Apples

13:07

You have to be confident and hold wands firmly or will trust you. With my intention set, I appointed the top of my wand to the gong and shot out semi-transparent, magical waves. 

13:22

Slowly, a miraculous transformation occurred. The gongs once disrupted, booms began to blend seamlessly with my magical cadence. Even the sprites landed down to the ground in amazement. 

Gong

13:25

(softly sings)

Gooong!

SPRITE 1

13:36

(relieved)

Finally, some peace. Regroup, team.

SPRITE 2

13:37

(delighted)

That was close but we did it. 

SPRITE 3

13:41

(relieved)

Who was that maestro? We owe them a drink.

SPRITE 1

13:44

Absolutely, let’s find our mysterious helper!

DR. APPLES

 13:47
It slowly descended to the ground, but hit a pole from one of the market styles and quickly fell to the marble ground landing. 

Gong

10:06

(painfully falls)

Go-go-gong. Gong. Gong. Gong.

Dr. Apples

13:57

The final resounding clang.

[squish]

Dr. Apples

13:59

A brave or curious local cautiously approached and raised the side of the gong 

Customers

(gasps)

Dr. Apples

14:14

-only to release it immediately. The gong hitting the ground made the most unexpected squishy sound, along with a few wings, twirled in the gust of wind. 
 
 Speaker 4: 

14:28
Oh my. Did that just, did anyone else hear that squish? 
 
Speaker 13: 

14:35
No, no, no, no, no, no. Not the sprites. 
 
Speaker 6:

 14:38
Help? No. 

(frantic)

We need a spatula! We need spatulas! Plural!
 
 Dr. Apples

14:44
The rocklike locals quickly dispersed with wrinkled noses and averted gazes, A gust of wind as if summoned. By the day's unusual events whisked past me, carrying a hint of fault and a sprinkle of magic. 

15:03

Amidst the bustling aftermath, my gaze drifted downward, evading eye contact from the locals and there lying innocently at my feet was the whispering time. Tall and green was serendipitous prize. 

15:22

Amidst the day's enchantment, I swiftly scooped it up, click my wand back to a humble pin, and I made my way out of the now screaming market.

DR. APPLES 

15:47

Ah, the pie is ready! What a day – magic, mayhem, and a murderous gong. Babblebrook never ceases to amaze. 

Dr. Apples

15:56
Remember my friends. In a world where coins become gongs and gongs sing songs, anything's possible. Until we meet again, dear viewer, I bid you farewell.

Narrator: 

16:22
And just like that, we spiral back from the enchanting rounds of Dr. Apples our journey through his magical time. Warp concludes for now. But the wonder doesn't have to end here. 

16:36

Don't forget to like, subscribe, leave a review in stuff until our next whimsical adventure. Keep your imaginations wild. Dr. Apples will be waiting with more Spell binding stories and watch out for those laughing gnomes in your garden.