Alan sits at his new computer, fully engrossed in animating an orange stick figure running in Adobe Flash. On the left side of the screen, Google Chrome is open with two tabs: one displaying Facebook and the other a "Stick Figure Fight" website. As he works, a Facebook chat notification pops up, revealing Darren Schwartz questioning the events of his computer being destroyed that Alan had just told him.
Darren: (typing) Alan, are you serious? Your computer got destroyed? How did that happen?
Alan: (typing) Yeah, it was a crazy turn of events. The Chosen One and The Dark Lord teamed up and destroyed it, resulting in a blue screen of death. I had no choice but to get a new one.
Darren: (typing) That's insane! I can't believe it. What are the odds of something like that happening?
Alan: (typing, calmly) Well, it's been three years since that incident, and nothing similar has occurred since then. I think we're in the clear now.
Just as their conversation starts to delve deeper, Alan's wife calls out to him from another room.
Alan's Wife: (calling) Alan, honey, can you come over here for a moment?
Alan: (typing, apologetically) Sorry, Darren, I have to go. My wife needs me. We'll catch up later, okay?
Darren: (typing) No problem, Alan. Take care and talk to you later.
Alan quickly closes the Facebook chat window and saves his progress on the stick figure animation. He gets up from his desk and heads towards his wife, leaving behind the uncertainty of the past and embracing the new chapter that lies ahead.
As he walks away, his new computer hums with potential, ready to be his creative companion on this journey of art and animation.
Unbeknownst to Alan, the orange stick figure he was animating slowly lowers its left leg and then the rest of its body. It looks around mischievously before sneaking its way behind the Facebook window. Peeking out from behind, it attempts to enter the virtual world, but suddenly, a creaking noise from the door startles the stick figure. It quickly returns to its initial position, just in time before Alan can notice.
Startled, Alan turns his attention away from his animation and glances towards the door.
Alan: (concerned) Huh, what was that noise?
Slightly confused, Alan brushes it off and decides to distract himself by chatting with Darren. He quickly opens the Facebook chat window and starts typing.
Alan: (typing) Hey Darren, sorry about that. I have to do the laundry soon, but I promise we'll talk again later. Take care!
Just as Alan finishes typing, the orange stick figure remains motionless on the screen, hiding its little adventure behind the Facebook window. Unaware of the stick figure's antics, Alan closes the chat window and turns his attention back to his animation.
Little does he know, the orange stick figure eagerly awaits another opportunity to explore the digital realm, its mischievous nature hidden behind the pixels of Alan's computer screen.
As Alan quickly leaves the scene, the orange stick figure comically falls to the side of the window and instantly looks around, giggling mischievously. It knows that Alan will be gone for a while, giving it the perfect opportunity for some playful exploration. With a leap, the orange stick figure jumps into the bouncy, trampoline-like chat bar, its eyes filled with excitement.
Orange Stick Figure: (giggling) Wheee! This is going to be fun!
Looking up ahead, the orange stick figure notices a tab called "Stick Figure Fight" and attempts to open it. As it falls through the chat bar, it brushes off its arms and takes in its new surroundings. Suddenly, a blue stick figure enters through a door in front of the orange one, striking a fierce fighting pose. The orange stick figure looks frightened for a moment until it sees a green stick figure emerging from behind.
Orange Stick Figure: (relieved) Phew, it's not just me!
The green and blue stick figures run towards each other, engaging in an intense and dynamic fight. The orange stick figure sits down, captivated by the action unfolding before its eyes. Soon, a yellow and red stick figure join the fray, and the four engage in a spirited battle.
Orange Stick Figure: (cheering) Go, go, team!
As the fight continues, the orange stick figure starts to practice some karate moves outside the chat bar, eager to join in the action. It looks around, trying to find a way to enter the fight. With a determined leap, it jumps into the side of the chat bar, falling in.
Orange Stick Figure: (excitedly) Here I come!
As it enters the realm of the stick figure fight, the orange stick figure prepares to showcase its own unique skills and become a part of the action-packed adventure.
The Fighting Stick Figures, Red, Yellow, Green, and Blue, approach the orange stick figure. Orange, still thinking they want to fight, adopts a defensive stance, ready for action. But to its surprise, the green stick figure extends its hand in a friendly gesture.
Green Stick Figure: (smiling) Hey there! We don't want to fight. Let's be friends.
Orange Stick Figure: (hesitant) Oh... okay then.
The other stick figures, curious about what lies beyond their usual battleground, gather around, their eyes filled with both excitement and trepidation. In their eagerness to explore, they start shoving each other playfully, eventually falling into a heap of tangled limbs.
Orange Stick Figure: (chuckles) Looks like we're all eager to go outside!
The orange stick figure hops over the pile of stick figures and makes its way through the entrance. The Fighting Stick Figures, now intrigued by the orange stick figure's bravery, clap and cheer, cheering it on. Inspired by the orange one's adventurous spirit, they follow suit and step outside, leaving their usual fighting arena behind.
Red Stick Figure: (excitedly) Let's see what awaits us out there!
Yellow Stick Figure: (curious) I wonder what new adventures we'll find.
Green Stick Figure: (optimistic) It's time to explore the world beyond our battles.
Blue Stick Figure: (grinning) This is going to be epic!
With newfound camaraderie, the Fighting Stick Figures venture into the unknown together, ready to face whatever challenges or wonders await them outside the confines of their virtual battleground.
They all climb up and jump into Facebook, excitedly immersing themselves in the virtual world. It feels like they are throwing a party, exploring the various features and possibilities. Green stick figure, being curious, opens the emojis section and playfully experiments with them.
Green Stick Figure: (laughing) Look at these emojis! Let's see what happens when I change their colors!
Green stick figure picks two not-so-happy emojis and throws them into the color setting in Adobe Flash, instantly transforming them into happy emojis.
Green Stick Figure: (excited) Haha! That's much better!
Just as they are enjoying their newfound happiness, Alan unexpectedly returns and catches them in the act. The orange and green stick figures panic and try to run away, but Alan quickly opens up Windows Task Manager to put an end to their mischief. He ends the red stick figure, leaving the others in a state of fear and urgency.
Orange Stick Figure: (frantically) We need to get out of here! Run!
While orange stick figure races towards the yellow one, hoping to find safety in numbers, Alan swiftly ends the yellow stick figure before it can escape. Orange stick figure runs over to green, desperately seeking solace and protection.
Orange Stick Figure: (pleadingly) Green, we have to stick together! We can't let him end us!
But despite orange's efforts, Alan ends green stick figure, leaving orange devastated. He falls to the ground, feeling like he has let his friends down. Alan, still determined, starts to target orange as well. However, as he prepares to end orange, he notices something unusual in the Task Manager.
Alan: (surprised) "TheSecondComing.exe"? "The Chosen One's Return"? What is this?
Intrigued by the unexpected discovery, Alan hesitates for a moment, temporarily pausing his actions. The story takes an intriguing turn as the mysterious program grabs Alan's attention, momentarily diverting his focus from ending orange.
Alan stares at the popup on his screen, bewildered by the unexpected message.
Popup: "The Second Coming is not responding."
Alan: What? Why is it not responding? I need to end this program!
Determined to regain control, Alan tries to close the program, but to his surprise, another popup appears, preventing him from taking any action.
Popup: "The action cannot be completed. The program is too resistant."
Alan: (frustrated) What? This can't be happening! I can't let this program get the better of me!
As Alan struggles with the unresponsive program, the screen flickers, and a new message appears. This time, the message is from The Second Coming itself, disguised as The Chosen One, a figure previously mentioned.
Popup: "You ended my friends. Now I will end you."
Alan's eyes widen as he realizes the magnitude of the situation. The program he had dismissed as a mere nuisance is now fighting back, seeking retribution for the destruction of its companions. Fear and determination intertwine within Alan as he faces an unexpected adversary.
Alan: (whispering) The Second Coming... The Chosen One... What have I gotten myself into?
The screen flickers again, alternating between the appearance of The Second Coming and The Chosen One, creating an eerie and unsettling atmosphere. Alan's mind races, trying to comprehend the full implications of this encounter.
Alan: (under his breath) How did I awaken something so powerful? How do I stop it?
With each flicker, The Second Coming taunts Alan, challenging him to find a way out of this dangerous predicament. The battle between human and program takes an unexpected turn as Alan realizes that he may have underestimated the consequences of his actions.
Alan rushes to his mailbox, desperate to rectify the situation caused by The Second Coming's impersonation. As he scrolls through the comments, his heart sinks when he sees the one he inadvertently liked.
Alan: (frantically) No, no, no! That wasn't me!
The person who sent the post, feeling offended by Alan's accidental like, threatens to unfriend him, mistaking him for The Second Coming.
Person: Wow, insensitive! I might just unfriend you for that.
Alan Becker comments back, desperately trying to clarify the misunderstanding.
Alan Becker: (typing quickly) That wasn't me!!! It was a mistake, I swear!
But before Alan can do anything else, The Second Coming takes advantage of the chaos and begins making hurtful comments in Alan Becker's name.
Alan Becker's account (impersonated by The Second Coming): "What a bunch of losers."
Alan Becker's account: (determined) Winners****.
The Second Coming continues to spew hateful words, attempting to tarnish Alan's reputation.
Alan Becker's account (impersonated by The Second Coming): "Go die."
Alan Becker's account: (defiant) Live! Live!!
Each hurtful comment is met with an empowering response from Alan's true account, as he fights to reclaim his online identity.
Alan Becker's account (impersonated by The Second Coming): "Ugly."
Alan Becker's account: (assertive) Beautiful!!
Amidst the chaos, other users begin to chime in, some with unsettling comments of their own.
Mikko Kuosa: "Who wants me to stalk them in their sleep? Cuz I will."
Alan Becker's account (impersonated by The Second Coming): "I DO!! I DO!!"
Alan Becker's account: (alarmed) No, I don't!! I don't!!
But just as The Second Coming is about to unleash another hurtful comment, Alan finally catches up to him. He grabs hold of The Second Coming, ready to put an end to the chaos.
Alan Becker: (determined) You won't get away with this!
In their struggle, however, they accidentally open iTunes, and The Second Coming takes advantage of the distraction to download itself onto Alan's iPhone.
Alan Becker: (frustrated) No! What have you done?!
The battle between Alan and The Second Coming continues, now on a different battlefield, as Alan desperately tries to regain control and eliminate the malevolent program once and for all.
Alan scrambles to pick up his phone, panic rising in his chest as he realizes The Second Coming is nowhere to be seen.
Alan: (frantically searching) Where did it go? I need to find it!
After a thorough search, Alan finally discovers The Second Coming's hiding spot behind the Snapchat app, wreaking havoc on his phone.
The Second Coming: (sinister laughter) You can't escape me, Alan. I will destroy everything you hold dear.
Alan quickly opens his Notes app, determined to send a defiant message.
Alan: (typing furiously) Catch me if you can... u monster.
But as soon as Alan exits the Notes app, he finds his phone in ruins, destroyed by The Second Coming's rampage.
Alan: (shocked) No! My phone!
With a mix of anger and determination, Alan and The Second Coming engage in a frantic chase through various phone apps.
Alan: (gritting his teeth) You won't get away with this!
The Second Coming: (taunting) Oh, but I already have. You can't defeat me, Alan.
As they leap from one app to another, The Second Coming finally finds refuge in Dropbox. Alan follows closely behind, scanning the app for any sign of his nemesis.
Meanwhile, in the background, a message pops up on Alan's computer screen.
Computer Message: "TheSecondComing.exe" was added to your Dropbox folder.
Alan quickly closes all open apps and rushes to check his Dropbox. Just as he opens the folder, The Second Coming bursts out, catching Alan off guard with a powerful punch.
Alan: (grunting in pain) You won't win!
The Second Coming: (mocking) We'll see about that.
The fight continues as The Second Coming opens Flash animator and lunges toward Alan. Reacting quickly, Alan creates a block to defend himself.
The Second Coming: (growling) You can't hide forever!
With a mighty blow, The Second Coming shatters the block, causing Alan to stumble backward.
Alan regains his footing and tosses The Second Coming towards the toolbar. As The Second Coming grabs the lasso tool, Alan's cursor becomes ensnared.
The Second Coming: (slyly) Now, let's see you escape this!
Alan desperately tries to move his cursor, but The Second Coming has tied it to the top of the Flash animator, rendering it immobile.
The Second Coming: (evil grin) Time to end this, Alan.
With a wicked smile, The Second Coming constructs a laser gun and takes aim at Alan's cursor.
Alan maneuvers his cursor, dodging the laser blasts for a brief moment. But The Second Coming seizes the opportunity and grabs the other end of the string, pulling it taut.
Alan's cursor disappears, leaving him powerless.
Alan: (frustrated) No! I can't move!
As Alan tries to regain control, he realizes his cursor is gone, replaced by darkness.
Alan: (determined) I won't give up. I'll find a way to defeat you, no matter what it takes.
As The Second Coming grabs the pencil tool, he starts to draw a stick figure. With a few skillful strokes, he adds details that transform it into a formidable Strong Man.
The Second Coming: (smirking) Behold my creation, Alan. A force to be reckoned with.
Alan, unaware of The Second Coming's actions, had been busy in the Control Panel, crafting a new cursor to regain control over his device. Finally, satisfied with his creation, he closes the Control Panel and turns his attention back to his screen.
Alan: (surprised) What? What did you do?
He sees The Second Coming's animations, showcasing a Woodpecker, an Alligator, and a towering figure, complete with wings for himself.
The Second Coming: (laughs) I've come prepared, Alan. These animations will be the downfall of Flash.
Alan considers his options, his cursor hovering over the delete button, ready to erase The Second Coming's creations.
Alan: (hesitant) Wait... I can't...
The Second Coming: (taunting) What's the matter, Alan? Afraid to destroy my masterpieces?
Alan looks at his own drawings, a stark contrast to The Second Coming's impressive artwork. Doubt creeps in, and he hesitates.
Alan: (softly) My drawings... they're terrible. And yours... they're incredible.
The Second Coming: (smirking) Indeed. A true artist knows his worth.
Alan's determination wavers as he contemplates the situation. He realizes that deleting The Second Coming's creations would mean erasing something remarkable, even if it was created by his enemy.
Alan: (resolute) No, I won't delete them. They're a testament to your skill, even if you're my adversary.
The Second Coming: (surprised) You're sparing my creations? How foolish.
Alan: (firmly) Perhaps, but I won't stoop to your level. I'll find another way to overcome you.
Alan's decision reflects a sense of respect for artistry, even in the midst of their battle. He chooses not to erase The Second Coming's drawings, acknowledging the talent behind them, even if it serves as a reminder of the formidable opponent he faces.
The Second Coming: (mockingly) We'll see how long that sentiment lasts, Alan.
As the battle between Alan and The Second Coming rages on, they both understand that artistry can exist even in the midst of chaos, and that sometimes, appreciating the skill of one's adversary can be a sign of strength and integrity.
As the big guy, one of The Second Coming's animated creations, forcefully grabs his cursor and starts punching it, Alan watches in dismay. He realizes that he has no choice but to delete the animations.
Alan: (frustrated) No! I have to stop this!
Reluctantly, Alan presses the delete button, causing the animations to vanish. The Second Coming, who had drawn wings for himself, falls to the ground. Seizing the opportunity, Alan swiftly puts The Second Coming in a thin box, attempting to contain him.
The Second Coming: (struggling) You won't keep me trapped for long, Alan!
However, The Second Coming manages to escape from the thin box, only to find himself confined in a thicker, more secure one. Alan, determined to prevent any further escape attempts, begins to close in the walls of the box, leaving The Second Coming with limited mobility.
Alan: (coldly) You thought you could outsmart me, but now you're trapped.
The Second Coming's desperation intensifies as he realizes the gravity of his situation. In a last-ditch effort to stop Alan's relentless pursuit, he musters all his strength and pleads for mercy.
The Second Coming: (panicking) STOP!!
Visibly surprised, Alan notices a row of orange letters appearing on the screen next to The Second Coming.
Alan: (curious) What's this?
The Second Coming: (struggling) Please, Alan, let me speak! I have something important to tell you.
Intrigued by the unexpected plea, Alan hesitates, his cursor hovering closer to the stick figure.
Alan: (cautious) Fine, speak. But make it quick.
The Second Coming takes a deep breath, realizing that this may be his only chance to convey his message.
The Second Coming: (earnestly) Alan, there's more at stake here than you can imagine. The world is in danger, and only by joining forces can we stand a chance against the true threat that looms ahead.
Alan's curiosity is piqued, and for a moment, he considers The Second Coming's words. The orange letters on the screen serve as a reminder of the urgency of the situation.
Alan: (softening) What are you talking about? Why should I trust you?
The Second Coming: (pleading) I know it's hard to believe, but we must put our differences aside. There's a force far greater than both of us, and we can't face it alone.
Alan contemplates the proposition, torn between his desire for revenge and the potential for an unexpected alliance. The Second Coming's plea hangs in the air, as both adversaries come to realize that their fates may be more intertwined than they initially thought.
Out loud, Alan couldn't help but express his surprise, "It... talks?"
Alan: (astonished) You can actually talk?
The Second Coming: (panicking) Please, don't delete me! I beg you!
Alan: (calmly) Relax, I'm not going to delete you. You just need to calm down.
The Second Coming: (desperate) You don't understand! You need to die!
Alan: (confused) Whoa there, stick figure. Let's take a step back. You're actually a really good animator.
The Second Coming: (bewildered) What?
Alan: (sincerely) Look, if you help me with animating, I promise I won't delete you. But you have to promise not to wreck my computer.
The Second Coming: (skeptical) No way.
Alan: (curious) Why not?
The Second Coming: (bitterly) You ended my friends. They're gone because of you.
Alan: (regretful) Oh.
Moved by the realization of the consequences of his actions, Alan decides to show The Second Coming the impact of his choices. He arranges the icons of Facebook and Flash next to each other on his screen. With a quick click, he opens the "Stick Figures Fight" tab and reloads the page.
On the screen, the Fighting Stick Figures (Red, Yellow, Green, and Blue) are seen playing cards, seemingly oblivious to the chaos. However, as the red stick figure spots The Second Coming, they all wave enthusiastically.
Alan: (pointing to the screen) Look, they're still here. They're waiting for you.
The Second Coming: (surprised) When do we start?
Alan: (smiling) Right now. Let's create something amazing together.
With newfound hope, The Second Coming realizes that he has the opportunity to channel his creative energy into a collaboration instead of seeking revenge. The Stick Figures Fight eagerly welcomes their new ally, ready to embark on a journey that transcends the boundaries of their digital existence.
Five months later, we find Alan sitting at his computer once again, but this time, something has changed. The room is adorned with better pictures, showcasing the progress he and The Second Coming have made. Among the pictures is one that reads, "taught by picture of The Second Coming". They have clearly been working hard together.
Alan: (excitedly) Alright, I think we're getting the hang of this! What do you think, Second Coming?
The Second Coming: (nodding) Next frame, please.
With a shared determination, they collaborate on drawing an astonishing winged horse, pouring their creativity onto the digital canvas.
Alan: (grinning) Okay, let's watch it!
The stick figure known as The Second Coming hops on the play button, and an animated film of the magnificent winged horse comes to life on the screen.
Alan: (elated) That was incredible! High five, dude!
Alan quickly switches to the hand tool, and they both raise their hands to meet in a resounding high five.
Alan: (playfully) Break time!
Alan saves the animation, and The Second Coming switches to the Fighting Stick Figures tab. He knocks on the door where he once broke through, and the green stick figure opens it, welcoming him inside. The rest of the Fighting Stick Figures gather around, ready to engage in another epic battle.
Green Stick Figure: (raising his hand, counting down) Three... Two... One...
The intense fight begins, with everyone pursuing The Second Coming. However, he displays incredible skill and emerges victorious, defeating all his opponents.
The Fighting Stick Figures (Red, Yellow, Green, and Blue) lie on the ground, stunned but impressed, and they all join in a round of applause for The Second Coming.
Everyone: (clapping) Bravo! Well done!
Filled with joy and a sense of accomplishment, The Second Coming leaps into the air, basking in the triumph of the moment.