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Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Unknown Target on September 19, 2002, 03:24:23 pm
Fade from black. We open to an external view of the HLP forum station. A large hole, with numerous beams and spars sticking out every which way, can be seen. Begin to play solemn music and credits. Cut to a close-up side view of the hole. Begin to slide to the right. Wreckage and debree can be seen floating past the camera. A few dead bodies silently bounce off of some loose beams. Continue to move to the right.

Shrike: (Voice-Over) When wEvil came, we were unprepared. (Pauses, as more debris drifts past.) We mounted a defence as fast as we could, but it was too late. His hordes quickly overran our outer defenses. If it had not been for the heros that rose out of the ashes...

We cut from the space scene, and show some drawn (ish) flash-backs of Setekh and Thunder battling wEvil, Carl bashing some heads, and, finally, daveb, as he stopped the Interplay fleet, but also killed himself. Cut back to the space scene. Now we are looking directly into the hole, and are zooming inwards.

Shrike: (Voice-Over) All would have surely been lost...

We are now inside the hole, and are going ever closer to the center of it. End credits, but play music still. We can hear voices.

Voice 1: (As if through Radio) Roger that...Ok, move it over here some more!

Voice 2: (Through Radio) Roger...repositioning now.

Continue to zoom in. Now we see some lights, and, as we zoom in closer, shapes appear. The lights are coming from a construction robot and two men in spacesuits. One man is piloting the robot, which is simply an exo-skeleton. The lights are mounted on their shoulders, a la Aliens. The exo is moving a large spar into place, and the other man (Voice 1) is moving his arms around like a construction worker. Cut to a behing-the-back view of the man.

Voice 1: (Radio) That's it, that's it. Keep it going now....Goooood, lock in place.

The exo begins some maneuvers at the base of the beam. A welding torch flares into being. Sparks begin to fly from the base. Fade out to black.

Shrike: (Voice-Over, screen is still black) Reconstruction efforts have begun, but it will take a long time before the destroyed forum is rebuilt.

Fade from black. We can here someone yelling. Blue sparks are flying everywhere. It is obvious we are in the middle of a giant construction effort.

Shrike: (Voice-Over) That is, unless Kazan has his way.

It turns out that the person that was yelling was really Kazan. He's smacking a couple of papers in his hand with the back of his other hand, and yelling out orders to a person in front of them, and trying to get his voice out over all of the loud noises.

Kazan: (Yelling) Look! Right here it says that spar B goes into slot B! Not the other way around! No, no, no! Don't use a C-Spar, use an S-Spar.

The person in front of him launches a protest. It's daimondgeezer.

DG: (Heavy Scottish accent)  I'm sorry, but I can't deeeeeeeeew it cap'n! It simply wouldn't hold!

Kazan: Of course it'll hold! It'll hold if I tell you it'll hold!

DG: But sir!

Kazan: No buts! I want this thing FINISHED!

DG: Aye, sir!

As daimondgeezer wheels around and starts to yell out orders, we fade to:

Well, what do you guys think? That was short, cause I have to go now, so cya later! I'll check it when I get home!;)
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Post by: vyper on September 19, 2002, 03:32:51 pm
Good. Esp. DG "heavy scottish accent".  :lol:
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Post by: Unknown Target on September 19, 2002, 04:36:43 pm
Bump!
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Post by: Stryke 9 on September 19, 2002, 04:41:34 pm
How come wEvil always gets to be the incarnation of evil? IT'S NOT FAIR! I WANNA BE THE EVIL OVERLORD!
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Post by: Unknown Target on September 19, 2002, 04:51:49 pm
Well you can be ____'s pet evil...uh...thing.
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Post by: vyper on September 19, 2002, 05:28:05 pm
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Originally posted by Unkown Target
Well you can be ____'s pet evil...uh...thing.


Gimp?:nervous:
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Post by: Anaz on September 19, 2002, 06:15:59 pm
I wanna come back...I got brain melted for information....wah...
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Post by: Grey Wolf on September 19, 2002, 06:32:12 pm
/me protests to be in this incarnation.
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Post by: demon442 on September 19, 2002, 11:19:02 pm
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Originally posted by Grey Wolf 2009
/me protests to be in this incarnation.


Me too.  I don't care what im doing, just as long as a get a kill or two.
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Post by: Kamikaze on September 20, 2002, 12:32:04 am
Can my character express his [l]suicidal[/l] complacent manner this time? ;)
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Post by: Tiara on September 20, 2002, 12:37:43 am
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Originally posted by Kamikaze
Can my character express his [l]suicidal[/l] complacent manner this time? ;)


Kami... This isn't real life :p
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Post by: Kamikaze on September 20, 2002, 12:40:12 am
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Originally posted by Tiara


Kami... This isn't real life :p


*me tunes the radio on his Zero*

"what did ya say Tiara?"

*me crashes into a passing seagull*

;)
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Post by: Unknown Target on September 20, 2002, 06:21:18 am
I'll probably put the next part up tommorow. I can't do it today:(

(But I might!:D)
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Post by: Gortef on September 20, 2002, 06:51:49 am
Good beginning... people are doing something allready and there's humour :nod:
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Post by: Stunaep on September 20, 2002, 07:14:54 am
this time I want to get a part as well. I can even take the part of a minor characters clumsy sidekicks dog, if one is available, BUT I WANT IT!!!
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Post by: Cannikin on September 20, 2002, 07:24:20 am
OOH! Put me in this time hehe. And if you kill me off have me go up in a spectacular explosion (as my name would imply if you looked it up). ;7 ;7
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Post by: Unknown Target on September 20, 2002, 02:14:17 pm
Another loud roar goes up. Beer is flying in the air.

Shrike: Also, I have been talking to the other staff members, and we have come to an agreement. A new military force will be established for peacekeeping services. The Hard Light Productions Defense Force!

An even louder cheer goes up this time.  Mugs are flying into the air. We see that one person's hits Carl on the head. He looks towards the offender, as he begins to back away from him. Carl lunges just as he is about to run, and takes him to the floor, under the crowd. As clothing starts to fly upwards,
a la Jurrasic Park. We fade to black before anything more meaty can be sent into low orbit.


INT. Forum Control Room. Day.

Fade from black. The familiar bleeps and bloops can be heard in the background, and a bluish hue lights up the room. Staffers, many of which are new, are typing away at their respective consoles. Suddenly, the door slides open, Bablyon 5 style, and in steps Shrike. He looks to his right, and we cut to a view just above and behind his head. His actual
head is out of focus, but we can see a rusted desk, and a cobwebbed plaque.


Plaque: Thunder.

Shrike sighs, and walks on. He situates himself behind a figure at the desk. The figure turns around, and it turns out to be Windrunner.

Wind: What is it, sir? How'd they like the idea?

Shrike: What? Oh, yes. They enjoyed it. Carl devoured a newbie, but that was the only negative thing that happened. Even that's not too much of a loss.

Wind: Then what's buggin ya?

Shrike: I don't know. It's just. It's just. Well, I'm worried about who's going to lead the military force. I'm afraid, well, you know. Fidel Castro in space.

Wind: (Chuckles) Don't worry, we'll get someone.

As he's talking, we fade to:

EXT. Space. Day.

We open to see a drifting, damaged spaceship floating through space. We cut to the interior of a space ship. All we can see is a radar screen. (ED's note: Recognize this?;)) Suddenly, a blip pops up on it. We can hear some shuffling of feet on the floor. Voices can be heard.

Voice 1: (Cranky and tired) What's that noise?!

Voice 2: (Awake) Something on the radar screen. Don't know what it is, but it sure oughta fetch a hefty price from the size of it!

Voice 1: Well then steer towards it! I'll get ready to head out in the exo as soon as we get close enough.

Voice 2: Ok....

We hear more shuffling, and  zoom in on the radar screen. As we are zooming, we fade out to an external of the salvager's ship (Voices 1+2). Retro rockets flare into being, as the ship slows down near the smaller, beat-up spaceship. The rear hatch of the main starship opens, and a small figure emerges, clad in an exo suit, and teathered to something inside. He latches onto the smaller craft, and tows it inside.
We cut to an interior of the ship. The giant door seals shut. The figure unbuckles himself from his exo (skeleton), and heads to the now-docked ship. He walks up to what appears to be a hatch. He tugs on it, but it seems to be stuck. Tugging harder, it comes open, creaking earily with decay. He begins to walk inside. We cut to the far wall, and can see his shadow cast onto it as it enters the craft. Suddenly, it reels back in surprise. We can hear a horrible, alien-like cry, then a more familiar human scream of pain. Blood splatters against our wall. A shadow creaps out of the door.


Voice 2: (Out of View) What was that? Tom? You Ok? Oh my God...stay..stay back! Stay baaaa----!!!!

His voice is cut off by a blood-curdling scream that echoes across the ship, and we fade to black.

What do you think? I was rushed, so I had to copy/paste some parts from the teaser:( I'm writing this from school, you know, so I don't have too much time. Just have to wait ;)
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Post by: Gortef on September 20, 2002, 02:29:34 pm
haha "Fidel Castro in space" :lol:

story seems to develope nicely... keep going :nod:
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Post by: Nico on September 20, 2002, 03:28:57 pm
yup
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Post by: Unknown Target on September 20, 2002, 05:34:25 pm
I have to bump this. It's my baby.
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Post by: Kamikaze on September 21, 2002, 01:42:25 am
Hehe, top notch :D
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Post by: Unknown Target on September 21, 2002, 04:19:26 pm
Whoo! This thread sure hit the bottom fast!
But fear not! I shall see this story thru to the end, but it would  make me feel a whole lot better if it was stickyfied;)

Anyways, next part is either late today or sometime tommorrow, if nothing interferes.
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Post by: Darkage on September 21, 2002, 04:48:10 pm
YES !!! a sequel !!!

*worships Unknown Target*
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Post by: Shrike on September 21, 2002, 04:51:07 pm
Put in some ninjas. :drevil:
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Post by: an0n on September 21, 2002, 04:56:07 pm
And set fire to the ninjas. And put them on top of a speeding train........full of nuclear weapons!!!
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Post by: vyper on September 21, 2002, 07:13:32 pm
I like it. A lot. But I'd also like a part. Maybe I could be a way to create more narrative since I always ask pointless questions about many things. :thepimp:
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Post by: icespeed on September 21, 2002, 11:28:43 pm
just a suggestion: there are so many things you could do if you stuck a couple of people landside- speeding trains for one thing (which don't work too well in space) ships as in sea ships and subs; trucks bashing the hell out of little sport cars... caves, subterranean rivers, mountains, forests... that's just sets, of course.
i don't really know what im talking about.
can i be in it? :D I came up with a good idea...
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Post by: Gortef on September 22, 2002, 04:03:33 am
Quote
Originally posted by Shrike
Put in some ninjas. :drevil:


Space Ninjas! w00t! :D
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Post by: Unknown Target on September 22, 2002, 09:47:55 am
INT. General Discussions. Day.

We open up to see a long line in front of a small booth. Above the stand is a sign that reads:

Sign: HLP Military- Recruiting

We cut to the back of the line, and pan across it. All the regulars from the original movie are there. Near the back of the line, Gortef and an0n are dressed out in black outfits, practicing their karate.

Gortef: (Mouth is out-of-synch) Sooooo…you dare to challenge me?

His mouth keeps moving for about ten seconds after he is finished talking.

an0n: (Also out of synch) If you want to fight….Fight me!

After an0n’s mouth quits jiggling, they begin to have at it. We ignore them and pan farther down the line, until we finally come to the booth at the head of it. A beautiful babe is taking requests to join the newly-formed army. We cut to another section of the room, where numerous forum members are hanging out and drinking beer on some large, red couches. Among the group are Knight Templar and Ten of Twelve Knight is clearly quite drunk.

Knight: Weeeeelllllll, ah’ll tell ya! Dese re-crutin’ folks are (hiccups) tryin’ to take o’er the forum! I faght in the first ferum war, and it was a (hiccups again)…a…a much mer t-erustworthy type!

Ten: I think you’ve had quite enough to drink, Knight. Why don’t we just a’ mosy on over to the bathroom….

Knight: Oh-ho! Yu’re wit dem, aint ya?! Well, ahm onto ya! You won’t—

His tirade against Ten is suddenly cut short by a sudden convulsion of spasms. His head rears upward, and then down again in a torrent of puke. We cut to a behind-the-sholder view of Ten. He turns around towards us.

Ten: Hey…hey! Cleanup on ail floor! Carl! Hey! Carl, we need a cleanup crew over here!

A side panel opens, and we rotate the camera over to the sound. Out steps Carl in full made costume, complete with an apron dangling around his neck. He walks up to the mess, gives Knight a look that would floor death itself, and extends his laser arm. Taking careful aim, he zaps the spot on the floor, completely vaporizing the puke. He then pulls out some disinfectant spray, and daintily finishes the job.

Ten: Thanks, man. It was starting to smell really nasty.

Carl gives him another one of his looks, and as he’s walking away, fires off another bolt of his laser at him, hitting and vaporizing the seat right next to him.

Ten: YEEOOOOOWWW!!! Hey! Watch it!

We hear what seams to be a chuckle come from Carl, and we fade to:


EDIT: WOW! That was short! It was over a page in word, but it's only this much in the forum?!
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Post by: Stunaep on September 22, 2002, 10:53:39 am
Cool. I like the part about an0n and Gortef.

only, Ten of Twelve Knight?
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Post by: Gortef on September 22, 2002, 11:30:33 am
Hehe, we are the unbeatable Karate Masters :lol:

(actually... I've had Karate Lessons in real life too -if you didn't know allready- I have the first brown belt. But the studies came on the way and I ahd to quit :doubt: )

Edit: Carl as a cleaner... poor shivan :p
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Post by: Carl on September 22, 2002, 12:15:47 pm
:mad:
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Post by: Tiara on September 22, 2002, 12:21:01 pm
Quote
Originally posted by Carl
:mad:


:lol:
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Post by: Gortef on September 22, 2002, 12:22:34 pm
oh dear now he's mad.... :shaking:
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Post by: Nico on September 22, 2002, 12:43:33 pm
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Originally posted by Gortef
oh dear now he's mad.... :shaking:


beware, he might blow the chair next to you :D
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Post by: Gortef on September 22, 2002, 12:47:20 pm
I hope not... these chairs are not so cheap :nervous: :D
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Post by: LtNarol on September 22, 2002, 01:16:25 pm
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Originally posted by venom2506


beware, he might blow the chair next to you :D
only because his aim sucks :p
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Post by: Unknown Target on September 23, 2002, 06:01:22 am
Srry, but I have to bump this:D It's taking longer for each story part to get out this time than the last because I was typing the last one during summer, but now I have school work also :o
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Post by: Redfang on September 23, 2002, 07:12:35 am
Read the whole topic! Amazing stuff! :yes:
 
Too bad that I'm gone. :sigh::D
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Post by: Stunaep on September 23, 2002, 08:19:06 am
ahh... still loveely.
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Post by: vyper on September 23, 2002, 10:54:34 am
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Originally posted by Carl
:mad:


Oh my. :nervous:
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Post by: StratComm on September 23, 2002, 12:57:47 pm


It's back!!!
:lol::lol:

Quote
Originally posted by icespeed
just a suggestion: there are so many things you could do if you stuck a couple of people landside- speeding trains for one thing (which don't work too well in space) ships as in sea ships and subs; trucks bashing the hell out of little sport cars... caves, subterranean rivers, mountains, forests... that's just sets, of course.
i don't really know what im talking about.
can i be in it? :D I came up with a good idea...


Oooh, then can I have command of the fleet?  This needs some big (a la Star Wars) space fights; FS ships, and maybe some B5 and HW, blowing crap up in full descriptive detail, probably flashing back and forth with some internal combat scenes.

Oh yeah, SEQUEL!!!



Hehe, they still work ;7
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Post by: Stealth on September 23, 2002, 01:01:56 pm
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Originally posted by Carl
:mad:


he's a shivan, not a maid in an apron! and no one gives a Shivan an order without getting destroyed :D

lol, i don't think i've ever been in one of the stories hahaha lol
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Post by: Unknown Target on September 24, 2002, 05:43:56 am
Saturday. Next part is coming Saturday.
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Post by: Gortef on September 24, 2002, 09:31:20 am
Well... I hope this will week will go fast :p
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Post by: Unknown Target on September 25, 2002, 11:01:02 am
Why the hell not:

INT. Source Code Project. Day.

We open to a familiar blue glow, with the usual clicks and beeps. All the lights are turned off, and even the centerpiece pillar is dimmed. Suddenly, something drops with a hallow metallic clunk. We snap over to it, and see a vauge figure flitting through the darkness. We follow him with the camera. He's shuffling through papers and documents, until he finds a tiny vial hidden in a filing cabinent. He takes out the vial and uncorks it, drinking it's contents. Just as the figure is about half done, we hear a door open, and  the light snaps on. We cut to the vial as the figure shouts with surprise and tosses it into the air. We follow the vial up as it hits the apex of it's trajectory. Yelling and scuffling can be heard in the background. Something hard and heavy hits the wall. The vial hits the floor and smashes. A loud growl can be heard, and a resounding chomp, followed by a loud shout of pain. The growler is thrown against the wall, slumping, his face turning over to one side so that we can't see it. We cut to an over-the sholder view of the first figure. Dangling from his side is an un-ignited HLP Hammer Of Justice. He slowly walks up to the figure, and nudges his head over with the tip of his shoe. The figure (who was drinking from the vial) is venom2506. The other figure speaks to venom.

Figure 2: Ahhh, yes, venom. I should have known

From the sound of his voice, we recognize him as Kazan. Venom groans aloud.

Kazan: Sorry, I didn't mean to hit you so hard. I told you to tell me when you tried to...hey, what's this?

[/i]He notices the broken vial. Stooping down, he rubs the tip of his finger in some of the spilled liqued. Sniffing it, he sighs.[/i]

Kazan: Veeeeenom! I coulda sworn that I told you not to drink this stuff! Damnit! Do you know what this does?

Venom: (Now slightly recovered) Of course. It gives me the ability to heal myself of major wounds. (He makes a face) Tastes like ****, though.

Kazan: (Sniffs it again) Shouldn't with all the alchohol you put in here. You know, there's a reason I hid it.

venom is now fully recovered, and he stands up. Swaying a bit, he makes a puppy-dog face.

Venom: Reeeallly?

Kazan: (Rolls eyes) Dumb, idiotic, argh! Let's get you to the infirmiray, before I have to kick you again.

Venom painfully puts a hand to his side and winces.

venom: I'm all for it, let's go.

We fade to a point about 10 minutes later. venom and Kazan are walking down a corridor on their way to the hospital. Suddenly, three nurses and a man on a stretcher whizz past them, followed by two men in dented combat armor. Kazan reaches out and grabs one of them by the arm. On the soldiers vest is "Recruit. HLP military. Section 404." The n00b has a wild look in his eyes and is about to resist being held until he sees who is holding them. He stops and regains his composure.

Kazan: What happened, soldier?

N00b: Sir, it was horrible...it was...my God, sir...it...it

Kazan: (Louder) What happened!

N00b: (shakes head to clear it) I...I'm sorry sir. It's an0n sir, he...he seems to have gone mad. As soon as he saw one of our newly polished big guns, he went insane. He...he grabbed it from the soldier, and started shooting in all directions.  Oh God!

The newbie's eyes roll back up, and he slumps to the floor.

Kazan: Nurse....Nurse!

As paramedics rush over to tend to the wounded soldier, Kazan turns to venom.

Kazan: It looks like it's up to us.

Venom nods, and we fade to:

I have only 3 minutes before I have to go, so I couldn't finish this, but I'll try to later today.;) Chow!
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Post by: Stunaep on September 25, 2002, 12:37:12 pm
aah, the mysterious master-mind Kazan!!!!

:lol: :lol: :lol:
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Post by: an0n on September 25, 2002, 01:52:23 pm
Yey! I got to kill people!
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Post by: Unknown Target on September 25, 2002, 03:20:21 pm
INT. Forum Military Training Room. Day.

We fade from the previous scene to open into a scene of utter and complete chaos. Bullet holes are in every concivable place, and then some. Multiple holes are blown into every wall. Smoke is rising amid dead bodies. And in the middle, is an0n sitting on the ground, a very, VERY large gun sitting next to him. He's busy occupying himself with reloading it, when we hear a slam. We snap the camera around to an open door, swinging back and forth. We cut to a close-up of an0n's eyes. They narrow to slits, he lunges for his weapon, and manages to slam a magazine into it, when suddenly venom and Kazan burst through the door, pistols blazing. We cut to Matrix-time as the bullets start flying. venom doubles over and jumps with a sideways flip to dodge a rocket. Kazan twists around, pistols out forward, and we see a bullet impact one of them, sending them flying. Wheeling around, he fires off three rounds at an0n, who skillfully dodges them by vaulting upwards and doing a backflip over them. When he hits the ground, we cut to normal time as both venom and Kazan leap for cover as a large rocket whizzes past them. an0n can be heard shouting, all the while firing rockets off in every which way.

an0n: My Precious! You, you'll never get my precious! My nice, shiny precious! Mine! All mine! HAHAHAHAAAAA!!!!!

We cut to Kazan and venom, hiding behind a large crate. Kazan yells something at venom. venom nods, and they both leap from the crate in opposite directions, just as a rocket sends it sky high. Bullets are pinging off all of the walls and richocheting all over the place. Kazan dodges a close one, and dives for the deck, firing off his last remaining pistol. Bits of the ground are flying into the air all  around himSuddenly, a rocket is fired straight at him. We cut to slow mo. Cut to Kazan's eyes go wide. Cut to the rocket. Cut to the pistol. Cut to Kazan's eyes. They narrow. Cut to the pistol again, as it is lifted and thrown at the warhead. It hits and detonates it, just a little ways away from Kazan. We cut to a back view of Kazan, framed in a silghoette against the bright orange glare. We cut to normal time as he is flown backwards from the shockwave. Cut to venom, as bullets are pinging all around him. His Magnum has been knocked from his hand. He kneels over and draws a throwing knife from a pocket on his pant leg. Aiming it carefully, he throws it at an0n. We follow the knife with the camera as it impacts the gun, just as an0n's about to fire a rocket. the rocket hits the knife, and gets stuck in the launch tube. A "warm-up" hum can be heard eminating from the gun. an0n looks down in surprise, and throws the gun away, just as it detonates in a colossal explosion. He gets knocked backwards up against a wall, head down and face hidden in the shadows. venom approaches him. Cut to a front view of an0n, which is really the top of his head since he's slouching.

an0n: You....you...YOU BROKE MY PRECIOUS!!!!! DIEEEEEE!!!

He lunges at venom, who ducks the punch and trys to deliver a kick to an0n's head. The kick gets blocked by his arm, and he lets out several punches. venom skillfully dodges them by dodging from left to right. We cut to a close-up over-the-sholder view of venom as an0n lets loose furious punches at his head. Venom dodges them by moving his head side to side, but suddenly a fist comes out of the left of the screen, hitting an0n in the side of the head. We cut to a temporary slow-mo as the fist impacts, but cut to normal speed as it rolls off his head. an0n slumps to the floor, butt high in the air, face on the ground. We cut to a worms-eye-view in front of his face. venom and Kazan step up behind him.

venom: (Scratches back of head) Sooooo....uh, thanks, I guess.

Kazan: Yea. I think we should take him to the hospital, just for a quick checkup, what about you?

an0n: (Moans half-unconsciously) Myyyyy preeeccciooouuuusss...

venom: Yea, most definately.

As they get down and begin to hoist an0n up, we fade to black.
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Post by: Unknown Target on September 25, 2002, 05:14:59 pm
Ker bumpety-bump!
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Post by: Grey Wolf on September 25, 2002, 05:15:30 pm
/me is still protesting to get in.
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Post by: Anaz on September 25, 2002, 06:24:11 pm
lol...after that last one I nearly fell off of my chair...

I still want to come back...mebby my incredible inability to texture did something?
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Post by: Tiara on September 26, 2002, 12:21:26 am
The usual... Its great!
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Post by: Kamikaze on September 26, 2002, 12:35:08 am
Great! Fits an0n just great.... :D
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Post by: Gortef on September 26, 2002, 03:32:25 am
Wonderful! :nod::yes:

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Originally posted by Unkown Target

an0n: My Precious! You, you'll never get my precious! My nice, shiny precious! Mine! All mine! HAHAHAHAAAAA!!!!!
 


:lol::lol:
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Post by: Nico on September 26, 2002, 03:59:00 am
:wtf: I'm kazan's guinea pig :wtf:
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Post by: icespeed on September 26, 2002, 04:15:01 am
That's so funny!!! Keep going, oh master storyteller UT...
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Post by: Gortef on September 26, 2002, 05:52:06 am
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Originally posted by venom2506
:wtf: I'm kazan's guinea pig :wtf:


[nelson mode] :ha::ha: [/nelson mode] :D

damn an0n... first we had some fair and enjoyable sparring fights and then he goes off blasting things to pieces :doubt:

*wonder what happened to me* :nervous:
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Post by: Darkage on September 26, 2002, 05:59:05 am
w00t ! some sweet **** dude ! great work.:yes:


*Wants to be in it also*

*Runs*
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Stunaep on September 26, 2002, 09:44:01 am
Quote
Originally posted by Unkown Target

an0n: My Precious! You, you'll never get my precious! My nice, shiny precious! Mine! All mine! HAHAHAHAAAAA!!!!!



shouldn't that be MUAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

Anyway, keep it coming!!!
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: JC Denton on September 26, 2002, 11:34:43 am
Nope, that was psychotic cackling, not evil/demonic laughter.:)

Great stuff, UT, now fit a Vasudan Secret Agent in there! :D
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Stunaep on September 26, 2002, 12:21:26 pm
well, then perhaps something in the lines of NYIHIHIHIHI.
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Unknown Target on September 26, 2002, 08:29:51 pm
can't let this hit the bottom....;)
Remember, next part is either Fri or Saturday....:D
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: an0n on September 26, 2002, 08:35:23 pm
.................:wtf:

Now dammit! NOOOOWWWW!!!!
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Mr. Vega on September 26, 2002, 08:55:52 pm
running out of ideas, an0n?
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: an0n on September 26, 2002, 08:58:30 pm
*castrates Vega*
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Stunaep on September 27, 2002, 11:10:45 am
*checks date*
*repeatedly clicks the reload button for 36 minutes before falling down from a chronic case of epilepsy*
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: vyper on September 27, 2002, 11:16:41 am
Quote
Originally posted by Stunaep
*checks date*
*repeatedly clicks the reload button for 36 minutes before falling down from a chronic case of epilepsy*


[barney] I bet that stings a bit [/barney]
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Unknown Target on September 28, 2002, 08:25:08 am
Just bumping this up for later....

Meh, IWar 2 is addictive:rolleyes:
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: an0n on September 28, 2002, 08:46:32 am
No. Crack is addictive. I-War 2 is frustrating.
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Unknown Target on September 28, 2002, 05:32:36 pm
No it's not :p

INT. General Discussions. Day
Fade from black. What we first see is a scene of relative complacency, however, as we pan around the room, we see two large double-doors, banging.

They're close, but it's obvious something behind them is trying to get out. Suddenly, they burst open, sending shards of metal flying. Board members run and

duck for cover, as a large, human-shaped object flys through the air and leaves a large hole in the wall. It slumps to the ground. We cut to a front view of the

figure. It's vadar_1. He wipes a hand across his face to get some blood off.


vadar_1: Why you ****ing sons of *****es!

He leaps from his position and flys into the room, fists flailing. Screams can be heard from the inside, and numerous n00bs are sent flying outwards. We cut to:

INT. Forum Control Room. Day.

We are immediatley following an anonomous figure at a very high rate through a small crowd of people. As he stops in front of a desk, we cut to the name plaque on it.

Plaque: Shrike- HLP Admin.

All we can see are Shrike's feet resting on top of the desk, and a small part of his figure, holding a coffee mug, with the Volition logo on it. To our

right is the lower torso of our figure. When they are talking, we can't see anything but this.


Figure: Sir!

Shrike: (Stirs) Yes, what is it?

The figure hands Shrike a portfolio. After a couple seconds of reading, Shrike sits straight up.

Shrike: Is this for real?

Figure: Yes, sir. It has been confirmed by multiple sources.

Shrike: (Sighs) Very well....we can't risk this flame war spreading into other forums....(sighs)...deploy the 1st infintrary division to take care of it.

He slumps back into his desk and sighs. We cut to:

INT. Forum Ready Room. Day.

We open to the familiar ready-room, with all the original lockers and weapon racks. Numerous people, now dressed out in a standardized uniform, are getting ready. Clips and buckles are locked into position. We hear a voice coming out of the crowd.

Voice: Alright, let's kick some ass people! Stun sticks and riot shields, go!

We go to the floor and begin zooming in on the person. It's our old friend Gortef. He's eyeing the entire crowd with one bad-ass eye, and an un-lit

cigar is hanging out of his mouth. We cut to:


INT. General Discussions (Side Thread). Day.

About 5 minutes have passed.  The teams are just entering the offending thread and setting up their riot shields and defensive positions, when they are suddenly assailed by a multitude of chairs, people and anything that can be lifted by the human arm. We cut to a soldier's view just behind the riot shields.

Gortef is shouting orders to diamondgeezer.


Gortef: Alright! Look, I want an entire wall of riot shields, moving up towards them. These new models can take anything, just as long as it's not to close, so

stay back aways! Get the stun sticks up front, and knock out any opposers! Got it?

diamondgeezer: Roger!

He turns to face behind himself.

diamondgeezer: Alright! Blue, Gold and Green teams, come with me! Yellow, cover our flanks! The rest of you, go with Gortef!

One member gets up to move towards him, when suddenly a few loud pops are heard, followed by more sounds, bullets begin to ping off the riot shields. The nenber is hit and goes down spinning.

Smoke and debris are flying into the air. We cut to the wounded soldier, lying screaming on the floor, with large quantities of blood seeping from an open wound in his sholder.


Soldier: OH GOD! OH PLEASE, GOD, DON'T LET ME DIE!

Gortef rushes up to him, accomponied by another soldier.

Gortef: (Grunts) Damn newbies! Can't take a bullet, can ya?!

We can see that several large holes are in his arm, seeping blood. He turns to the accompanying solder.

Gortef: Cover us with that shield! I'll get him out of here!

The soldier nods, and starts to raise his shield to begin defelcting bullets. As soon as he does, we hear a loud SMACK. The soldier drops to the floor, blood

seeping from his forehead, a large hole in his riot shield.


Gortef: ****! MEDIC! We need a medic over here!

A bullet pings off right next to him.

Gortef: ****ING BASTARDS! DIE!

He leaps up, and begins firing off at random. A bullet catches him in the arm, and the gun flys out of his hand. He goes spinning to the ground. We cut to a

SPOV (Soldier's Point Of View) of diamondgeezer and his squads. They're in no better shape, with numerous dead lying on the ground. We (the

camera) run over to diamondgeezer himself and Grey Wolf 2009. The latter's yelling into a headset, trying to call in some support.


Grey: Negaitve! Number of enemies unknown! (he ducks to avoid a bullet) No, I can't tell where it's coming from! Look, we need some heavy weaponry to come in from our entry point, STAT!

We cut to:


How's THAT, huh?:D
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Corhellion on September 28, 2002, 08:11:41 pm
*Cor sits in his chair in front of the Forum Defence Room*

*close up to one of the monitors, it has a gun fight in it*

*Cor doesn't see it*

*goes on checking the new "Anti-Troll/Anti-Flamer/Anti-Spammer Pulse Beam Turret" Manual for the fifteenth time*

"God damn it..."*looks at a diagram of a mess of wires*...ok...the mainframe cable is connected to the...mother board...the motherboard is connected to...the oscollating energy copling...the...ah screw this, I've checked everything...wheres An0n when you need him(refrence from first HLP Story)...Gah!"

*Cor Hits the console countless times*

*Lights turn on*

"Finally!"

*Cor picks up radio, and looks up to the fire fight*

"Oh ****!" *radios forum control* "Come on! someone pick up!!!"

Note to UT: PUT ME IN AGAIN!!! I wanna be the "Forum Defence Controller" PLZ!!!!!!!!! and could you use that part*points to above paragraph* in the story?

Cor
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Unknown Target on September 28, 2002, 08:47:16 pm
You're dead, remember? Read the last story :D
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Gortef on September 29, 2002, 05:11:59 am
Whoa, lot's of action again :D (and me whee...  ;) )

thumbs up :yes:
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Stunaep on September 29, 2002, 05:20:41 am
Ah, i smell the oscar for  best special F/X.

I still want in though.
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Corhellion on September 29, 2002, 08:18:36 am
UT, care to point me out, cause I still don't believe you...

Cor
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Unknown Target on September 29, 2002, 08:36:05 am
You were killed in the ventilation shafts, when a minion of wEvil's punctured it and killed you. I even remember what I wrote:

"Cut to a close-up, side view of the bottom of the shaft. Blood starts to drip through the holes."

That's pretty much what I wrote....;):D
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Tiara on September 29, 2002, 09:13:43 am
*cough*ahem*cough*

(UT knows what I mean :D)
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Unknown Target on September 29, 2002, 11:37:15 am
ALRIGHT! Sheesh!:D
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Corhellion on September 29, 2002, 11:59:01 am
...Bah!

Oh well, I had a good career in HLP...

*walks away, and waits for next part*

Cor
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Tiara on September 29, 2002, 12:49:29 pm
Quote
Originally posted by Unkown Target
ALRIGHT! Sheesh!:D


:devil:
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Martinus on September 29, 2002, 01:49:23 pm
We got to be in the first story Cor (thanks again UT :) ) and HLP is a big community so I don't mind not being in this one, I'm technically retired anyhow and you're dead so I guess we'll just have to live knowing that we made a difference when it mattered. :nod:

Glad to see you've started this up again UT good going thus far. :)
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Unknown Target on September 29, 2002, 02:08:36 pm
I forgot, whoops, it was CobaltStarr, not you that died!
Srry :D
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Anaz on September 29, 2002, 02:23:07 pm
Quote
Originally posted by Corhellion
...Bah!

Oh well, I had a good career in HLP...

*walks away, and waits for next part*

Cor


meh...I got my mind melted...
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Corhellion on September 29, 2002, 04:38:48 pm
Wha!?!?!

W00T!!!!!! YIPEEE!!!!!!!!:D:D:D:D:D

So, can I now be the Forum Defence Controller?

If not...meh I'm still alive!!!

*dances*

Cor is still in the house :devil:

YIPEE!!!

*dances some more*

Cor
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Corsair on September 29, 2002, 05:19:47 pm
Speaking of Cobalt, where is he?

And can I be in this too UT? please? ;)
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: JC Denton on September 29, 2002, 10:10:39 pm
I still think we need a Vasudan Secret Agent in there... :D
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Kamikaze on September 29, 2002, 10:44:45 pm
invaders from the Warpstorm forum!....errr

:nervous:
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Stryke 9 on September 29, 2002, 11:56:08 pm
Meh. I'm not in it. How great can it be?
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Unknown Target on September 30, 2002, 02:10:45 pm
All the better:D j/k

Meh, I've had a horrible day today, so it'll come in it's own time.
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Cannikin on September 30, 2002, 04:53:05 pm
*still trying to bash down the gates to the story telling part of UT's mind and get a part*
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Unknown Target on October 02, 2002, 01:54:54 pm
Meh, bumping for later

Note: When I do this, I'm generally going to post a new part ;) ;7
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Unknown Target on October 02, 2002, 02:47:52 pm
Meh, tommorow, mkay? I've got a mental block...:(
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: JC Denton on October 04, 2002, 11:07:46 am
*bump*

Just about fell off the bottom of the page.
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: an0n on October 04, 2002, 11:28:25 am
Quote
Originally posted by Unkown Target
Meh, tommorow, mkay? I've got a mental block...:(

*calls in his imaginary friends/demolition-team*
*tells them to set charges around the block and to put a few near UT's inhibition nerve clusters*

[tannoy]Warning. All those within the immediate vicinity of UT's ears and imagination, you have 15 seconds to vacate the area. 14. 13...........................[/tannoy]

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMmmmm...........

UT, give me $3000.
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Unknown Target on October 04, 2002, 12:30:48 pm
Damn, I was hoping this would go away and leave me alone :D
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Stunaep on October 04, 2002, 12:38:06 pm
Quote
Originally posted by an0n

UT, give me $3000.


screw the $3000, give us the next part!
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Unknown Target on October 04, 2002, 01:54:45 pm
Meh :rolleyes:
Do I have to....?
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: an0n on October 04, 2002, 02:02:57 pm
Quote
Originally posted by Unkown Target
Meh :rolleyes:
Do I have to....?

*moves the demolition-team into UT's motor-control, language and reasoning centers*

Yes.
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Unknown Target on October 04, 2002, 02:21:51 pm
If you blow those up, how would I write :D:drevil: :devil:
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Stryke 9 on October 04, 2002, 02:24:08 pm
...Like the guys who make those novels that appear on bestseller lists.
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: an0n on October 04, 2002, 02:26:29 pm
Quote
Originally posted by Unkown Target
If you blow those up, how would I write :D:drevil: :devil:

With bad grammar and spelling.
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Stunaep on October 04, 2002, 02:28:50 pm
SHUT!!! UP!!! WRITE!!! NEXT!!! PART!!!
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: an0n on October 04, 2002, 02:43:49 pm
*moves the demo-team into Stunaep's mind*
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Stryke 9 on October 04, 2002, 02:47:50 pm
Cut to Stunaep being force-fed an armed hand grenade.

Star-wipe to Stryke leading a proletarian army to overrun all the nations of the world


Good show, eh?
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Stunaep on October 04, 2002, 02:48:32 pm
*deploys the A-team, to counter an0ns demos with their Armored Van of Power(tm)*
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Stryke 9 on October 04, 2002, 02:50:27 pm
[eats Stunaep's head]
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Stunaep on October 04, 2002, 02:53:34 pm
*turns with a horrible set of under-powered special effects into a Thing and infests Stryke 9 with a symbiote, randomly taken from another horror flick, thus taking over the world*

all in a days work.
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Redfang on October 04, 2002, 04:21:33 pm
Meh. Don't spam the good thread... but that's some very good stuff, I remember I was fighting Darkage in the last story, but you never wrote what happened to me... :doubt::p
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Ulundel on October 04, 2002, 05:06:36 pm
Belive me kid, it's better not to know these things. :nervous:
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Stunaep on October 05, 2002, 03:38:44 am
*kabump*

can't let this fall off the bottom. We need another part, UT.

BTW, Ten what happened to dear Natalie? :D
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Ulundel on October 05, 2002, 04:47:37 am
Whaddaya mean?
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Stunaep on October 05, 2002, 05:07:48 am
I mean, no reference to Natalie Portman in neither your signature nor location. Hey.
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Ulundel on October 05, 2002, 05:14:59 am
Weeeeeel...ah Shut up! :D
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Corhellion on October 05, 2002, 12:40:31 pm
*sits in a corner twiddling thumbs waiting for the next part of the story*

*writes a NWs story*
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Unknown Target on October 05, 2002, 12:42:08 pm
Just...leave me alone!


INT. Forum Ready Room. Day.

When we open, we see people are running around getting ready for battle. Tiara is directing their efforts, dressed out in a hot skintight uniform. Two

pistols are dangling at her side, and a riot shield is slung over her back. She's shouting out orders to the flustered members. As she's shouting, a TV monitor

behind her is displaying the situation in the forum. We move up and past Tiara to get a head's-on-view of the TV monitor. As we are zooming in, the battle

noises keep getting louder and louder. When we are right up against the screen, the battle noises are at normal pitch, and we continue zooming inwards.

We are now at the battle, and in a soldier's POV. Bullets are whizzing over our head, and numerous dead or wounded are lying on the ground. Shattered

riot shields are laying everywhere, as the teams try and hold back the tide. We cut to darkage and Stryke 9.


dark: Why the hell aren't those-(he ducks to dodge a bullet) defence turrets coming on line?!

Strkye: How the hell should I know! Get Corhellion on the line! Ask him!

darkage nods and, half-crouches, half-runs off. We follow him with the camera as he passes rows of other soldiers, all buckled down, with bullets

flying overhead. Suddenly, a riot shield bursts right in front of him. He falls to the ground, and we cut to a front view of him, as the transparant shards of the

shield fall on top of him. He yells and covers his face with his hands. The chaos stops for him. Mute all sound. We cut to a close-up of his vest. A large, red

drop falls from the top of the screen and hits it. We cut to dark's POV. His arms move away, and above him, suddenly, is a dead soldier, blood dripping

from a wound in his chest. We cut back to the forward view, as dark is visibly very startled and scampers backwards. He stops. Breathing heavily, he

regains his composure, swallows and crawls back past the dead man. We follow him with the camera until he reaches a radio-man.


dark: Hey! HEY! I need yo use your radio!

radio: What for?

Darkage pulls out a badge, with the words: DARKAGE: GENERAL. The radio-man is startled.

radio: Oh, uh, s-s-sir! Sure!

dark: (Grins) Good.

Darkage reaches for the phone on the man's backpack, and we cut to:
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Post by: Corhellion on October 05, 2002, 12:46:08 pm
YAY!!!!

And there was much rejoicing...hey...I'M THE FORUM DEFENCE COMMANDER :D W00T!!!:D

....er...*runs to the FDC(Forum Defence Centre)*

Cor
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Post by: Tiara on October 05, 2002, 12:55:25 pm
Although not a spectacular role its a role.

And I'm hot :D, ordering people around ;), got 2 pistols ;7& got a riot shield :p.

:ha:
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Stunaep on October 05, 2002, 12:56:59 pm
LOL!!! Could be longer, but still good.


I could still use that evil minions sidekick puppydog part, if nothing else is available
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Grey Wolf on October 05, 2002, 01:17:59 pm
I'm still not in it :p
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: an0n on October 05, 2002, 01:29:43 pm
(http://community.the-underdogs.org/smiley/armed/explode.gif)
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Unknown Target on October 05, 2002, 01:40:17 pm
Quote
Originally posted by Grey Wolf 2009
I'm still not in it :p


Yes you are. Check the beginning :D
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Grey Wolf on October 05, 2002, 01:51:08 pm
I... call for help?
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Gortef on October 05, 2002, 04:02:52 pm
That's a start ;)

don't bother the poor guy all the time :D
it's hard to write a story and even harder when everyone is shouting "let me be in it". Sure it's ok to ask once or twice, but when the count is near 6 it's too much :wink:
It's not easy to decide what to write next when you have to think who is dead and who is where doing what and why.  Thank you.

now.... it's a good piece again UT. Short scene but good :nod:
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Unknown Target on October 05, 2002, 04:15:34 pm
*huddles in corner and sucks thumb*
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Darkage on October 05, 2002, 04:32:41 pm
w00t !

i am back:D

Where is my sword and my matrix style moves i use to do?:D

Anyway, small, but a fun part, UT:)
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Mr. Vega on October 05, 2002, 05:23:52 pm
I think there should be something on Nodewars sometime.
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Grey Wolf on October 05, 2002, 05:38:20 pm
Quote
Originally posted by Gortef
That's a start ;)

don't bother the poor guy all the time :D
it's hard to write a story and even harder when everyone is shouting "let me be in it". Sure it's ok to ask once or twice, but when the count is near 6 it's too much :wink:
It's not easy to decide what to write next when you have to think who is dead and who is where doing what and why.  Thank you.

now.... it's a good piece again UT. Short scene but good :nod:
I only asked twice :p
Or was it 3 times?
BTW, good job UT :)
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Dark_4ce on October 06, 2002, 04:07:44 am
Great stuff! :D
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Gortef on October 06, 2002, 08:07:55 am
Quote
Originally posted by Grey Wolf 2009
I only asked twice :p
Or was it 3 times?


well... who's counting anymore.... I think he's ok... *takes a look at the corner*... yea he's ok
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Unknown Target on October 06, 2002, 08:10:23 am
*is now in the corner and eating my hat*
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Gortef on October 06, 2002, 08:32:34 am
nonono UT, take that hat out of your mouth. Take it out... good, eat this potato instead.
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Stunaep on October 06, 2002, 08:52:39 am
so... could I have that hat?
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Unknown Target on October 06, 2002, 09:21:10 am
No! It's my preeeeeeeeeeeeecious, nono, they'll never get you my sweet, sweet precious

BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Unknown Target on October 07, 2002, 06:24:30 am
Ok, firstly, I'd like to apologize.

I realize my incredible laziness is making this thing suffer a bit, but I'd like to explain why.

When I wrote the first movie, I was writing it during the summer. As you all know, the summer is a time of doing absolutely nothing, so I had a lot of time on my hands. However, I'm writing this one during school. When I get home, I generally play a game, or try to get my latest model finished. So, when it comes down to writing a story that will be critiqued by pretty much the entire community, you could see why I'm just a little bit under-powered. I've still got 10 missions to write (5 for untouchable, 5 for me) !!!!


Again, I'd like to offer my aplogies to the community for my undying couch-potatoesyndrome.
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Stunaep on October 07, 2002, 08:18:46 am
ehh... okay. Just do your best.


Now, can we have the next part please? :D
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Unknown Target on October 07, 2002, 10:43:17 am
Eh, so compassionate :rolleyes:

Probably tommorow. After school today, I'm probably going to take the bus down to my dad's store+pick up some new PC fans+a new case for a case mod I'm gonna try.
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Galemp on October 07, 2002, 10:52:36 am
Quote
Originally posted by Unkown Target
couch-potatoesyndrome.


:lol:
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Unknown Target on October 07, 2002, 10:57:23 am
I thought I edited that!:D

Yes, my toe is quite lazy, but I don't let that get to me:D
Title: The Sequel.
Post by: Unknown Target on October 08, 2002, 08:01:17 pm
Meh, I hate TV+PC turn-off week:(

You either like this or you don't, but if you don't, Carl gets a free snack :D

INT. HLP Defence Control Room. Day.

We fade from the previous scene. When we open up, we (the camera) is resting on top of a desk. A radio is in front of us, and an out-of-focus figure is behind it, feet on the table. A small red light is blinking on the radio. WE focus on the figure. It's Corhellion.
Everything from the middle of his nose down is covered up by a magazine, although it's too dark to read what the title is. Cor whistles.[/i]

Cor: Whhoooo, baby! Now that's what I'm talking about!

He Flips the magazine over on it's side, and a three-sided centerfold folds out. He looks up and down it. cut to an over-the-sholder view, so we can see what he's reading. On the  centerfold is a tall PC case, one of it's side panels removed.[/i

CCor: And lookin' fine!

He glances up from the magazine and looks at the red blimking light on the radio. We focus on the radio, letting Cor slip out of focus. Hold for a few moments, and cut to (suddenly):


INT. Battle Scene (because I forgot where the action was!). Day

We open to see darkage with a finger in one of his ears, the other holding the telephone. Bullets are pinging off all over the place, and dirt and gravel are sent flying into the air. The sounds of battle are ringing loudly. Darkage has to yell into the reciever to be heard by the other end.
i
Darkage: He-Hello?! Cor! Where the hell were you man?!

We amplify what Cor is saying, so that we can here him.

Cor: Uhhh....looking at....stuff....

Darkage makes a puzzled expresion.

DarK: What stuff?

Cor: You wanted something?!?

Dark: Oh, yea, could you TAKE A FUKING LOOK AT YOUR MONITORS!?

Cor: (A pause) ****. You guys are in trobule.

Dark: Damnit, one of these days I'll--

He ducks to dodge a bulletas it whizzes past his head.

Darl: Damn! That was TOO close! Look, or, we need some backup, ASAP! And where are those defense guns!?

Cor: Srry about the guns, Shrike's upgrading the forums, and you know that they're inoperable then. Haven't you noticed the excess in beer lately? (He hiccups)

Dark: That's nice, Cor, BUT WHAT ABOUT THOSE REINFORCEMENTS?!

Cor: Oh, yea, right. I'll send them right over, you want fries with that?

Dark: Coooo---

He's cut off as a bullet passes through the radio man and out his back, destroying his radio pack as well.

DaK: ****!

WE cut to Gortef and venom2506. Gortef's shouting and gestulating wiledly and venom's nodding.

Gortef: Got it?

venom: Roger!

He turns around behind himself.

enom: Red, Blue, Gold squads! Form up, formation 9-Gamma!

The squads form up together, Roman-style, with shields covering both the front and top. Stun sticks are poking out of the mass of people eery which way.

venom: Hold this formatio  until help arrives! We need to protet the entrance!

A loud cheer goes up from the crowd, as the clanking of shields against the ground and other shields is venom's answer. Suddenly, the wall to their left explodes outwards. Out steps a blue Veritech in Battleloid configuration. It turns it's head to face the mob of people, and back to the battle. We ccut to Gortef.

Gortef: Max!? Max Sterliing!? HEY BUDDY WHAZUUUUUUPPPPP?!?!?!?!

The veritech turns it's head to face Gortef and waves, when suddenly a Gundam-looking mecha blasts out of the left corner of the sreen. It slams Max in the chest and sends him hurling back into a wall. Just as he's getting up, the other, black mecha, grabs him by the head and slams it against his leg.

venom: NO!

He runs up and hurls his stunstick at the enemy robot. It bounces off harmlessly and clanks to the ground. We cut to a left view of the robot's shoulder as the stick bounces off. It turns it's head, and it's eye reddens and downsizes. Suddenly, out of the right-hand corner of the screen, the valkry's fist slams into hte enemy mecha's head, sending him flying.  Max leaps
on top of him, and slams into him with his fists. He jets upwards. We cut to a ground view of the enemy mechad. He slowly, stumbly, reaches upwards up at max. We cut to Max, flying upwards with his jets. He transfers to Gaurdian mode, and let's loose a barrage of missles downards. We cut back to the same side iew. Numerous explosions are going off all over where the mecha's body is. Suddenly ,one big explosion engulfes all the smaller ones. The hand gets disintigrated in the blast, sending pieces evverywhere.
Max transforms back to Battloid, and cutsa his burners. He slams into the ground, sending shrapnel flying. He absorbes the impact by bending his legs, and slowly stands back up. We cut to:
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Post by: Corhellion on October 08, 2002, 08:10:27 pm
"You want fries with that?"

:lol: I got a good line

*pics up magazine*

Whooooooooooo.....DAMN! I gotta get me one of those!

*looks at a HUGE PC with chrome details*

:drools: Now THAT is pretty fine!

Cor

KEEP IT UP UT!!!!
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Post by: Galemp on October 08, 2002, 08:30:19 pm
And to think that started off as a flame war.

C'mon, UT, the senseless violence has gone on long enough. Get Turnsky to finish it off with this:

(http://users.bigpond.com/turnsky/images/bigguns.jpg)

And then get on with the story! :D
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Post by: Unknown Target on October 09, 2002, 06:24:12 am
Maybe:drevil:

Boy, this sure hit the bottom fast.
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Post by: Stunaep on October 09, 2002, 08:44:02 am
mmm... humor.

Impressive. most impressive.

i'm still not in it.
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Post by: Knight Templar on October 09, 2002, 08:48:23 am
neither am i.. :p

you should make me the mysterious dude that jumps in with the bad ass armor and lobs off heads with his lightsaber and then vanishes before the smoke clears :thepimp:
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Post by: Gortef on October 09, 2002, 12:59:48 pm
Hehe yes you did Cor, you got a good line :D

Oh... my... god.... I never saw that coming :lol:
Nice one... really really nice... some mecha action ;7
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Post by: Stunaep on October 09, 2002, 01:22:08 pm
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Originally posted by Knight Templar
neither am i.. :p
 

Yes you are. Check the first or second part. You're in it with ToT
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Post by: Galemp on October 09, 2002, 02:13:19 pm
Quote
Originally posted by Knight Templar
neither am i.. :p

you should make me the mysterious dude that jumps in with the bad ass armor and lobs off heads with his lightsaber and then vanishes before the smoke clears :thepimp:


Nonono, Mr. Jedi Wannabe. That'd be me.

Actually, I have surpassed the need for physical weapons. I shall depend solely on my Force powers to destroy. :devil:
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Post by: Redfang on October 09, 2002, 02:24:52 pm
:eek2:
 
 
 
Grr, you killed me last time. :mad::mad2:
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Post by: Dark_4ce on October 09, 2002, 04:29:41 pm
Great stuff! :D

....Uhm........ Is there.... Uhm... Any chance that the "Full Metal Jacket drill seargent Dark_4ce" might make an apperance? :D


I gotta ask once...:p
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Post by: Stunaep on October 10, 2002, 07:12:17 am
DRILL SEARGENT! W00T
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Post by: Mr. Vega on October 12, 2002, 12:44:00 pm
Easily fell of the first page. So here.
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Post by: Unknown Target on October 12, 2002, 12:46:10 pm
NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Post by: Stunaep on October 12, 2002, 12:53:32 pm
well, you know there's only one way to keep that from happening... ;)
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Post by: Anaz on October 12, 2002, 01:36:45 pm
lol...forgot about this thread...

*gives UT a cookie*
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Post by: Ace Pace on October 14, 2002, 06:53:03 am
zzzzzz, Hey, I was givin a cameo in the last film as the EVIL guys? no way, i'm corhelions assistent? PLZ? seince he took my job??
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Post by: Corhellion on October 14, 2002, 11:01:30 am
I took your job?

:wtf: never knew you WERE the Forum defence guy.....hmmmm, I would need a bunch of help anyways.

Installing these new systems is a pain in the neck...

Cor
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Post by: Knight Templar on October 14, 2002, 07:38:41 pm
Quote
Yes you are. Check the first or second part. You're in it with ToT


*reads over it*

:mad:


*calmy reads over it again*

how... flatering         :wtf:

I'll have my revenge , someday

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mwuhahhahahaha  :drevil:
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Post by: Ace Pace on October 14, 2002, 11:19:31 pm
Well, I was trying to get that position for 1 long HLP year ;), not to mention holding the position on every fourm I knw of :D ;7
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Post by: an0n on October 22, 2002, 09:53:57 am
*achoo*
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Post by: Unknown Target on October 25, 2002, 10:41:08 am
I'm thinking about starting this up again, what do you guys think?
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Post by: Stunaep on October 25, 2002, 10:45:25 am
I still haven't gotten a part, so sure, go ahead. I loved the series.
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Post by: Redfang on October 25, 2002, 01:32:06 pm
CONTINUE IT YOU nice and good story writer. :)
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Post by: Unknown Target on October 25, 2002, 01:48:00 pm
Hm. OK, I'll put the next part up when I'm ready :nod:

Be warned, though, the next Robotech mod release is taking up a lot of my time, and it's.going.to.knock.your.socks.off:drevil:
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Post by: Knight Templar on October 25, 2002, 05:46:55 pm
meh, i lost intrest after i read i was a drunkard...  :wtf: