Hey, I've already applied for BTF, but I'd like to help you out.
You don't have any script at all for what happens when the man of color enters.
here's my script~
*Wakes up, alarm sounding*
*Turns off alarm, gets up, and goes outside*
"Hmm, a weekend? I feel like exploring.. not much to do in this town."
*Few minutes of walking and color - loss in backround*
"Huh? what the hell? The color.. what... happened?
"A color!"
"What?! Who said that?!"
"A color? Impossible!"
"Come out, and stop with the damn riddles!"
"The color wants us to leave our safety.. who is the color?!"
"I'm John, not color. Now come out, lunatics."
"The color mocks us..."
"Just stop playing games and come out, your clearly human.. not that there's an animal on earth that can speak english"
"Fine, color. we shall come out."
*A few people without color emerge*
"What the hell..?! Your... am I colorblind?"
"No, your not colorblind. you are the opposite. You are color."
"Stop talking like a caveman."
"We cannot, The Grey took our color, and the speech wisdom."
"Speech wisdom? what?"
"It's what makes you talk normally, color."
"Okay, just stop calling me color in just about every sentance you make.. Please.."
"Fine, anyway, what business do you have here?"
"Uhm, I was just exploring the neighborhood. I moved in about a week ago, actually. So uh, could you tell me who the crap "Grey" is?"
"Grey is the taker of color."
"Taker of col-"
"SHUSH! DO NOT DISTURB, COLOR!"
"Fi-"
"What did I just say?!?"
"..."
"Okay, color. Grey was a man with black clothing and pale skin, couldnt actually see any color in it.. he was literally "Black and white"."
"I'm not joking, he didn't have grey on him. The sun didn't affect him color! Sun didn't affect grey!"
"Then why do you call him grey"
"It's obvious why we call him grey! He made us all grey! He made this town grey!"
"Calm down, look, is there any way I can help?"
"Grey doesnt like Color."
"News flash. "Grey" Doesn't know me."
"Color knows Grey."
"I don't know Grey."
"He is probably a normal man in your life, a friend maybe."
"Yeah, sure.. im starting to think your all just insane."
"Insane?!"
"Did he call us insane?"
"Insane? what does that mean, mommy?"
"...... I'm.. i'm going to leave."
*"Color" starts walking backwards, then turns around and starts running away from the colorless town*
And that's all of the script I've thought of so far.