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I speak a bit of Spanish. I won't attempt to translate for real, but I can at least explain what's going on for the English audience. Obviously a businessman and his son shipwreck on an island and have to make do.
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pag_01. It's cold. I leave today. Dad has important stuff to do. I have a bad feeling...
My dad is Bongo, president and... founder? of a company called "Azlak" which makes and markets various tech to various countries. He's obsessed with the business, very involved, and never really around. I'm lonely and invite him to do fun things and get away from it all but he always says no.
Pag_02: "we have a problem sir..." "Yeah we have a problem, you didn't do it how I told you, you crossed an etiquette/culture line and they didn't take the deal. This is on your head!..."
Meanwhile...
I'm Kyllo. I'm his kid. Since dad is busy, I pursue my studies and travel for natural photography. <more whinging about dad not being around>
Pag_03: He's fought so I don't want for anything. He never mentions my mother, and doesn't like it when the topic gets brought up. He's never told stories of his love life and he <translator unsure> visits brothels for fun </tu>
He works so hard so I'll be happy, but ironically I can't be happy when he's seldom by my side.
How do I have to go to Australia in person, with my kid? Seems like a bad idea. This is business! Just tell Car Blue I'm coming alone.
<No can do; our motto is "always family". If you leave your kid behind we'll lose the contract>
Pag_05: [Dad called me for the trip. It seemed like bad weather for traveling]
Hey dad, afterward why don't we hit the beach and surf? I know you don't know how, but I can teach you. We could do lunch, too. Then we might have a shared hobby (a lot of dialogue is stilted like furry porn tends to be, but this one's my fault).
When do I ever have time for fun!? You should know that this isn't a vacation, it's business, son.
Sorry dad, it's just...
Business is business. No time.
Pag_05: Poetic description of rough seas, "What's happening, Daaaaaaaaad!" "Don't be such a coward! We gotta bail this thing won't last".
Pag_06 & 7: Let's GO! Swim, boy. We should get away from this thing.
Oh wah the current is so strong I'm having trouble, I'm afraid!
I got you, swim with me now. Use those arms.
Capsize and fade to black, "I love you, Dad".
Pag_08 & 9: Ahhh, my head. Dad, where are you? He covered me so I wouldn't be hurt...
*shouts for Dad*
*Shouts "DAD!"*
Pag_10:
Pag_11: I tried to move dad some. He's heavy though. I could tell he was alive and breathing. I tried to make a blanket from leaves for him. I was in shock. This wasn't like my trips with professional guides. I was very afraid.
Minutes later
Ican'tbelievethisishappening Dad'salivebuthewon'twakeup I'msoscaredIthinkwe'regonnadie
Pag_12: Yeah, yeah, stop saying that stupid stuff. We're not gonna die. Your whining and crying woke me up... how are you so irritating right now? All you do is travel...
Dad you're okay!
Let's calm down. We're going to get out of this.
I feared the worst dad...
<I was so scared and I'm so glad I'm not alone, blah blah blah>
Pag_13 & 14: Okay. I see you didn't get it so bad from the boat. Kyllo... did you see anyone else? Are you okay as I've said, or am I wrong?
My head hurts some. I didn't find anyone else, I think we're the only ones alive.
Listen. We're lost and alone, but they'll find us. For now we have to take care of ourselves. You've traveled all around so you know some stuff, and I've got the power to help you out. Brains and brawn. We'll be fine.
I'm hungry. Let's find some food together. These <trappings?> are bothersome. RAWR!
Pag_15: FIrst let's search for food; you should know what's safe to eat and what's not. As we're roughing it with no clothes, tonight we'll sleep like this and tomorrow we'll start making a cabin... And stop looking at me like that. I don't want to think you're having faggy* thoughts from seeing me without much clothes. I hope you're not gay, I hate gays.
*T/N I'm not sure how offensive "maricondas" is. Mariposa means butterfly literally, but gay in practice. I think of it like fruity/flaming. Spanish has like 28% the words of English, so a lot of stuff is contextual. Maricón I think is a harsher word. Maricondas.
Relax, dad, I'm not one of them.
It hurts me a lot that dad's such a homofobe. He's been with me so little he barely knows me. In my head I can admit I'm gay (he's comfortable with himself). I just had bad relations (family? lovers?) and for now I just have my collection of XL dildos.
Well calm yourself Kyllo. It should only be a few days for us to be found and you're not alone... but I would recommend you exercise more. How you are now, you couldn't survive or knock down any of these palms on your own. We're gonna find some food before nightfall, and we'll be alright.
Pag_16: We took off our pants and began to sleep, but this is one of the few times I've slept at my father's side. I can't remember the last time I felt the heat of his back and butt against my own (???). I'm extremely embarrassed in this circumstance in my underwair at his side, I hope we'll get along well, and that at the very least he'll get to know me a little more.
**the next day**
This fruit is safe to eat
Great, we'll have enough for days.
[The second day we began to make a dwelling with palms. Dad knocked 'em down wigh his bare hands and got smaller pieces using his little mallet he made. I was in charge of weaving/combining foliage into building materials.]
Alright, Dad, I'm done with this part of the wall, I need more leaves.
Pag_17: Check it out, Kyllo! Look what I found, you're gonna love it.
Finally, water. Something negative about coconut water.
This is beautiful, Dad. Let's go drink.
But first I'm going to bathe. It's been days since I bathed with fresh water. Let's bathe together. We're both men and we have privacy. Come on in. *disrobes comically oversized cock while son bones up behind him with nosebleed*
Pag_18: Didn't you hear me? Come bathe yourself. I know you need a bath. Are you a man or aren't you? Just a moment, dad, a second. *ostensibly he avoided contemporaneous bathing and erection noticing*
*some days later*
Very good, Kyllo. Thanks for doing this together, we're a good team. Come here, gimme some love for being a good bear like your dad. Here we can live until we're found and we can get outta here.
Thanks yourself, Dad, without you we'd never have gotten anything built. It's a job for two. We're a great team, Daddy.
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