Thread 150954892

NEWS ANCHOR: In a bold move to fight antisemitism , the state’s rolled out VR Holocaust classes. Kids don headsets for immersive simulations—trains, camps, the works. Sponsored by elon musk, the public education system and the state of israel. It’s mandatory, folks!
GRANDDAD: Y’all hear that, boys? Tomorrow, you’re goin’ to the community center for that VR Holocaust class. Builds character.
HUEY: Granddad, this is just another tool of the oppressor. Forcing Black kids to relive some jew’s pity fantasy?
RILEY: Man, screw that. I ain’t sittin’ in no virtual gas chamber with wooden doors. Borin’ as hell. I’m skippin’.
GRANDDAD: Boy, you skip, and I gon beat the black off yo ass! This ain’t optional. Now do somethin’ productive—like not wasting my EBT.
Riley smirks, slipping out the back door while Granddad’s distracted.
EXT. WOODCREST COMMUNITY CENTER - NEXT DAY
Kids line up outside high-tech pods labeled “VR HOLOCAUST CLASS - MAKE SURE THE KIDS NEVER FORGET.” Teachers herd them in. Huey’s in line, notebook in hand. Granddad drops him off.
GRANDDAD: Behave, Huey. If you see Riley, drag his truant ass in here.
HUEY: He’s probably at the arcade, plottin’ his next graffiti tag. But fine.
Huey enters a pod, puts on the VR headset. The simulation starts: black-and-white footage shifts to immersive horror—crowded trains, barbed wire, suffering.
HUEY (voiceover): This hits hard, but why no VR for the Armenian genocide? Or the Holdomor or other communist purges? Selective empathy’s just jew propaganda.
EXT. WOODCREST MAIN STREET - SAME TIME
Riley struts, eating candy, dodging school. Sirens blare. A six legged drone with a VR headset built in—a HOLKBOT—whirs overhead. HOLOBOT: Riley Freeman detected skipping mandatory VR Holocaust class. Report or face juvenile detention!
RILEY: Hell naw! You ain’t catchin’ me!
Riley bolts, dodging alleys. The holobot pursues, blasting: “Six million lives lost—never forget!”

>>150954892 (OP)
Damn it!

I swear I actually got my hopes up when I saw news anchor. I open thread and it's just a wall of autism.

EXT. WOODCREST MAIN STREET - CONTINUOUS
Riley hides behind a dumpster near a diner, panting. Inside, UNCLE RUCKUS (self-hating Black man, overalls) mops the floor, muttering.
RILEY (whispering): If I can just lay low…
The enforcement bot scans. Riley sneaks into the diner.
INT.NO KINGS PROTEST - CONTINUOUS
Ruckus spots Riley after screaming about the holohoax as a counter protester
UNCLE RUCKUS: Well, if it ain’t a little nigger troublemaker. What you doin’ here? Shouldn’t you be learnin’ ‘bout White folks’ history?
RILEY: Shh! I’m hidin’ from that drone. They tryna make me do some VR Holocaust crap.
UNCLE RUCKUS (laughing): Holocaust? Oh, lawd, don’t get me started on that fairy tale! Jewish propaganda to make white people look bad! Six million? More like 20,000, tops! Gas chambers? Just showers with wooden doors for delousin’! Hitler was a misunderstood artist, cleanin’ up Europe from jews!
NO KINGS PROTESTER: That’s Holocaust denial! Offensive and wrong!
UNCLE RUCKUS (on a table, making a scene): Wrong? I got facts, white brother! Fact one: Them camps was like summer camps—free food, brothels, exercise! There’d be no war if they settled in niggagascar!
(The NO KINGS protesters make a scene)
RILEY: Ruckus, you trippin’! Now the drone gonna find me!
The holobit bursts in, scanning.
HOLOBOT: Holocaust denier detected. Additional charges: Misinformation. Prepare for re-education!
UNCLE RUCKUS (swinging his antisemitic sign): Come at me, you robo kike! I deny your existence too!
Ruckus smacks the bot, sparking it. Riley slips out in the chaos.
MONTAGE: CHASE AND CHAOS
Riley runs through town, Ruckus trailing, ranting: “Ovens? For bread! Zyklon B? Lice spray!” Huey exits his VR session, gets Riley’s text: “Help! Ruckus goin’ viral!” Granddad sees the news at home: “Local Man Denies Holocaust in at protest,” with Riley in the background.
GRANDDAD: Dammit, Ruckus! And Riley’s in the middle of it?!

EXT. FREEMAN HOUSE - LATER THAT DAY
Police drop off Riley and Ruckus. Granddad waits, belt in hand. Huey watches from the porch.
GRANDDAD: Riley, you skip class and hook up with this fool? And Ruckus—you out here denyin’ the Holocaust like it’s a damn conspiracy theory?
UNCLE RUCKUS: It is, Robert! Forensic pathologists found no kikes dead from gas poisoning in over 20 camps! Them “six million” numbers? Lies to push guilt and grab land by jewish overlords! I’m just speakin’ truth!
HUEY: Ruckus, your denial’s the real atrocity. The Holocaust happened, the holopod and tv told me it was real!
RILEY: Man, I just wanted to skip. Didn’t sign up for this history beef. That VR stuff’s too heavy, and Ruckus out here actin’ goofy.
HUEY: Riley, you can’t run from managed history. The VR’s intense, but they said it’s real. Still, they need to balance it. Where’s the VR for the khamer rouge massacres?
GRANDDAD: Y’all makin’ my head hurt. Next month, both of you goin’ to that VR class. Ruckus too, if I gotta chain you to the pod.
UNCLE RUCKUS: Over my White-lovin’ body! I’ll deny that simulation to my grave!
RILEY: Man, this why I stick to spray paint and video games.
HUEY: And that’s why we stay stuck, Riley. Ignorance ain’t freedom.
Granddad sighs, rubbing his temples. Ruckus mutters about “jew overlords.” Riley kicks a rock, defeated.
EXT. FREEMAN HOUSE - NIGHT
The family sits on the porch. Huey jots in his notebook, planning a petition for balanced history education. Riley scrolls his phone, quieter than usual.
GRANDDAD: Boys, history ain’t fun, but it’s ours. Learn it, or you’re doomed to repeat it.
Riley nods slightly, maybe getting it. Ruckus’s voice echoes faintly from the street: “Showers with wooden doors, I tell ya!”
FADE OUT. END CREDITS