Mythic Quest

Where are we going?

To see Sue.

She's our community manager.

The direct interface between us and the players.

My ears just popped.

Yeah, we're pretty deep underground.

It's just better for everyone if she's down here.

It's a difficult job.

Dealing with angry feedback, complaints and hate.

She must be super depressed.

Uh, no. That would be normal. This is much worse.

Visitors?

Hey, Sue.

David, it is so nice to see you.

Ooh, and who's this bag of sunshine you brought with you?

- This is my assistant, Jo. - Uh-huh.

- Say hi, Jo. - Hi.

Well, thanks for popping by, guys.

I would love to come visit you upstairs,

but my darn key card isn't working

and I tried talking to security about it, but they...

Listen to me blabbing on, boring you to tears.

Whoa. Okay, come on. Sit down. Sit.

I don't like her. She's unsettling.

I know.

- Oh. - Oh.

Catching up on a little bit of filing?

Oh, this? Oh, no, that's just some player feedback.

E-mail has filters that censor the more descriptive language.

But God bless America, you still can't censor the handwritten word.

Right. Uh, so, Sue, you said you had some urgent news?

Oh, I sure do. Uh, I got a call this morning from Kotaku.

- Kotaku? - Yes.

Uh, they are running a front-page article

about MQ and asked for us to comment.

"Front-page"? Not too shabby. That's good news. What's the story?

Uh, well, apparently Mythic Quest

is the number one online role-playing game...

Fantastic.

... among white supremacists.

Okay, listen up, everyone. Important announcement up here.

Big boss talking to her team. Today's a big day.

Today is the day that we launch

our newest and, if I do say so myself,

most beautifully designed new social networking feature.

Dinner Party.

A lot of hard work has gone into this

and now all that's left to do...

is hit this button.

Where is Ian? Doesn't he usually do the speech?

Yes, Michelle, he does.

But I'm doing this one because after the whole shovel thing,

Ian finally agreed to let me have something that's mine.

And that thing is Dinner Party.

It just seems like a natural clapping mo... Whatever.

Just don't interrupt.

Oh, so Ian didn't help.

That's why the name's so confusing.

It's not confusing, Michelle.

What else would you call a feature

that allows players to connect across guilds

and plan large-scale events?

Have you ever been to a dinner party?

Yes. Hundreds.

Can you please stop being so negative and don't interrupt anymore?

You know what, I'm just gonna skip to the end.

Let's launch!

And here we go.

Poppy, David would like to see you. It's an emergency.

I'm kind of in the middle of something, Jo.

He said if you don't come, I can grab you by the hair and drag you.

- David said that? - That was the subtext.

- Just tell David I'm very busy. - Doing what?

Pushing a button.

- It's more than just a button, Michelle. - This button?

No!

Godda... I just... This was, like... You ruined it.

Great speech, boss.

Oh, my God. Jo, what could possibly be so urgent?

We have Nazis in the game?

Kotaku found a guild of 40 or so members

who openly profess to playing our game

according to fascist principles.

Okay, hold on.

People use that word to mean "anyone who disagrees with them."

How can we be sure that these are actual Nazis?

Well, they did this with the shovel.

- So? - Yeah?

Oh, sorry.

- Oh! - Oh!

Yeah, those are Nazis.

This is not what the shovel is meant for.

It was made to murder people.

And dig dicks.

Oh, they did that too.

Oh, wow.

Say what you want about Nazis.

- They are precise. - Hmm.

That's German engineering.

Oh, man. This is so upsetting.

This whole Nazi thing is going to completely overshadow Dinner Party.

Guys, can we please focus on the Nazis?

'Kay? We gotta get rid of the Nazis.

I, um.... Perhaps we're being too hasty.

Nazis make excellent villains.

Have we considered embracing the Nazis, narratively speaking?

No. No, we haven't. We're not embracing Nazis.

We are kicking them out of the guild

and that's the end of discussion.

C.W., I need you to draft an apology. Immediately.

Of course.

Now, are we apologizing to the Nazis or on their behalf?

Neither.

Of course.

Um, okay. You know what? I'm going to go kick out the Nazi guild.

Wait, wait. What are we gonna do about Dinner Party?

Don't care.

Yeah, Pop.

No one's going to care about Dinner Party,

but we can't just kick out the Nazis.

That's going to be a whole First Amendment thing.

Hmm, let me noodle on it.

David. D-train. Dirty Dave.

Maybe we should think this Nazi thing through.

I don't wanna spin you out here, David,

but I think we should slow this down.

- I'm banning the Nazis, Brad. - Hey, I respect that.

But we've never banned an entire group before.

These are paying customers we're talking about.

Gross, Brad, even for you.

Hey, I'm just saying, we got to be careful how we respond.

Sure, we created the platform,

but should we be the ones deciding who stays and who goes?

It's the same problem that Facebook and Twitter had to deal with.

Hey, look, somebody has to put their foot down.

I agree, but let's think about this.

What's it going to look like when people find out

that foot belongs to a straight white man

writing the laws that everyone has to live by?

Does that seem fair? Does that seem inclusive?

Okay, see ya.

Wait. Brad? I want to be more inclusive.

We should consult some diverse perspectives, like you.

What do you mean?

Well, you know, 'cause you're... Can I say "Indian"?

Well, why can't you say it?

I don't know. I mean, I...

- What's wrong with being Indian? - Nothing.

I'm also Polish, if that's better for you.

- No. - No?

I mean, yes. Or... I don't know.

I'm just trying to do what's right here.

Will you please help me? Please?

Oh, we can form an ethics committee. Huh?

Make the decisions together.

Mmm, okay. A committee.

And you know what? We should get some girls involved.

Women.

"Women." Right.

Hey, women.

- That felt weird. Um, listen. - Mm-hmm.

Brad and I are putting together a little ethics committee.

And, Dana, we would love to have your unique... uh, perspective?

- Good. Mm-hmm. - Yeah.

So, will you join us?

Could I join? I would really love to help any way I can.

- Mmm... - Mmm, oh, that's uh, uh...

What do I say here?

It's just your perspective has been... filled.

Yeah, we don't need two white chicks.

No, Jo. That's not even it.

Okay? It's not a racial thing. It's more of a... She's...

- Annoying. - Oh, can you say that?

That's totally fine.

- Really? - Yeah.

- I'm annoying? - Yes.

Uh, so, Dana, do you want to get going?

- Right now? - Yeah. Let's go.

'Kay.

Help me.

- I'm gay. - Ooh.

You are? I mean, of course, you are.

Not "of course." I mean, that's great.

Yes. That is my unique perspective. I am a lesbian.

We could use one of those.

"One of those"? This is going well.

No, no. It's still not right. It needs to be higher and straighter.

You know, usually at this point, Poppy jumps in and takes over.

Well, I... I'm not going to allow that to happen, okay, Michelle?

Because I need you to do it. I work through you.

Okay. It's like I'm an artist and you're my favorite brush.

What are you doing down here?

I'm trying to manipulate Michelle into doing what I want.

- Mm-hmm, is she doing a bad job? - Yeah, she sucks.

Yeah, she's terrible at her job.

Get up, Michelle. Move your arse. Come on. Up, up, up. Thank you.

- What's the problem? - Yeah, you see right here.

- Uh-huh. - I need to get that up higher

and then more of an extension and straight.

You just need to adjust a couple of the keyframes