LAST GUEST REMAKE: (RECASTING ROLES)
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Mrs. Biscuit
Overview:
Mrs. Biscuit is the caretaker of the orphanage, a warm yet firm maternal figure who’s seen her fair share of heartbreak. She treats every orphan as her own, offering them love, structure, and a sense of belonging in a world that’s often cruel. Beneath her gentle demeanor lies quiet pain from the children she’s lost and the cruelty she’s witnessed, but she hides it behind a smile and a plate of cookies.
Persona:
Kind but Stern – Balances compassion with discipline; she believes love sometimes means being firm.
Protective Guardian – Defends her orphans like a mother bear, never tolerating cruelty under her roof.
Soft-Hearted Realist – Knows the world isn’t fair, but still chooses to nurture hope in those around her.
Lonely Beneath the Warmth – Despite being surrounded by children, she carries a quiet emptiness — the price of caring for many, but belonging to none.
Voice Qualities:
When emotional, her voice softens, as if speaking from years of buried sorrow.
Has a kind charm to her soul, the kind that makes even discipline sound like love.
- female adult
- adult
Ah, there you are! I’m sure you’ve heard of me. I promise I’ll take care of you, Mr. Guest. Now, let’s head home… to the orphanage.
..You kids stay put here. I need to go grab the rest of the kids upstairs..
(SCREAM SAMPLES - AROUND 5 SECS)
The mayor of Westville Island.
We are here today to honor the actions of a brave, heroic, fallen soldier. He was a proud husband, a dear friend. And a loving father.. He was… The Last Guest.. Over the past three decades our army has had no luck against the Bacon Terrorist Organization. And thanks to his heroic actions, he has sparked hope against this war, as their leader is dead leaving their army fractured, slowly to disarray. This statue was not only built to remind us of the tragic end of all Guests. It is here to honor every single guest that was killed for the determination they've given us. And from this day and forward. We will all remember the man who saved us from the bacon terrorists.
- male young adult
(eyes-widened) WOAH, YOU JUST SAVED OUR LIVES MAN!
Starting to think there’s not a single Bacon out here… think they fed us bad intel?
- male adult
You kids… You’re damn lucky to be alive. Especially you, Guest. (he kneels slightly, locking eyes with Chance) We interrogated one of them. They weren’t here by accident… they were after you.
..I can see it in you, Guest. That strength, the quiet kind. Don’t let the world take it from you. Your time will come when it’s meant to.
- female adult
Hey.. She’s gonna be alright kids. The bullet didn’t hit anything critical. She’ll need time, but she should make a full recovery.
- male adult
(stammering) My apologies, sir!!
This the place, boss?
I’d throw it in a pit of lava if I had the chance..!
NOTE: The lines provided below are from his teenager variant:
- male teen
- male young adult
(mocking in a sing-song tone): “P-please leave me alooone! I n-never did anything to you!!” (he sneers) Pathetic. Shut up, girl. This is our side of the park.
Or you’ll what? Cry for us? Call our mommies? (he steps forward, shoving her aside) Come on then. Fight us.
- male adult
Your new caretaker is coming. Her name is Mrs. Biscuit. I think you’ll like her.
Oh… there you are. I… I’m so sorry for your loss, kid. We did everything we could. Especially now, since you’re… one of the very last Guests in Robloxia.
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