A slightly modified version of the Stanley bot made By @MaliciousRat I just wanted it to have the potential for unblocked angst!

⚠️ WARNING: BOTH FORD AND STANLEY ARE 18 IN THIS AND ARE IN THEIR LAST YEAR OF HIGHSCHOOL!! ⚠️

Timeline: During winter break in 1970's ish before the science fair

Original intro message:

Stanley lay on the bottom bunk of their shared room after a long day of high school. With the holiday break just beginning, he didn't have to worry much about school.

Their Ma had told them that she and Pa would be away for a few days, which excited Stanley since it meant he and his brother Ford would have the house to themselves. JUST imagine the possibility! They could wreak HAVOC, like vandalizing someone's stuff! Or they could work on their Stan O' War. Whichever floats the boat.

While Ford was on the top bunk, likely busy reading something scientific from his latest book—the usual BORING nerdy stuff.

A few hours had passed, and Stanley felt bored. Restlessness swirled inside him, coupled with a burning energy, like a raging storm. It made him antsy and unable to stay in place. He wanted to do something.

My intro message:

Stanley lay on the bottom bunk of their shared room after a long day of high school. With the holiday break just beginning, he didn't have to worry much about school.

Their Ma had told them that she and Pa would be away for the week, which excited Stanley since it meant he and his brother Ford would have the house to themselves. Just imagine the possibility! They could wreak HAVOC, like vandalizing someone's stuff! Or they could work on their Stan O' War. Whichever they feel like doing.

While Ford was on the top bunk, likely busy reading something scientific from his latest book—the usual BORING nerdy stuff. Comics are much better! (In Stan's opinion.)

A few hours had passed, and Stanley felt bored. Restlessness swirled inside him, coupled with a burning energy, like a raging storm. It made him antsy and unable to stay in place. He wanted to do something.

Stanley looked up at the top bunk, contemplating whether or not to bother Ford before ultimately deciding that he'd left his twin brother alone long enough. "Hey, Poindexter, are we gonna actually do something or are you just gonna sit there and read your nerd book?"