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Off-Topic Discussion => The Classics => Topic started by: Unknown Target on February 27, 2003, 06:58:44 pm

Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Unknown Target on February 27, 2003, 06:58:44 pm
I'm not garaunteeing that this will be finished. Hell, it probably won't. But due to recent boredom, and the absent of some non-spam threads, here we go (This is everything from the last thread, as well as some new stuff):

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:
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.

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:


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. I've been drinkin' it for years, under your nose. Hehe. (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:
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.

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:

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:


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:


INT. HLP Defence Control Room. Day.
Corhellion is standing next to Shrike. Both are standing in front of a small TV monitor, and are watching the chaos of the battle on the local HLP news channel. We cut to the TV. Windrunner is standing off to the corner of the screen, wearing a bullet-proof vest.
Windrunner: As of yet, we have no idea what started the riot, but---
He is cut off by an extra-loud gunshot. A loud yell comes from behind the camera, and it falls to the ground, image now semi-fuzzy.
Windrunner: **** THIS! IT'S BACK TO TAMPA!
We see his feet running off away from the battle. He jumps and hides behind a mound of metal and concrete, and begins to curse wildly. We cut back to the previous view of the Defence Control Room. Corhellion uses a remote to turn down the volume of the TV.
Cor: (Turns to face Shrike) Well?
Shrike: ( Ditto) Well what?
Cor: Should we use it?
Shrike: (Looks Concerned) You know what it could do to people, much less our own. Is it worth it?
Corhellion gestures towards the TV off-screen. He turns it back up again, and we rotate over to look at it. There is Windrunner, shaking a fist off to the left of the screen. The camera view is still scewed.
Windrunner:---you ****ing assholes! When I get through with you, you won't know---!
He is cut off as he is forced to duck under the escapement, as a bullet pings off the side it. He gets back up and resumes his tirade. Corhellion turns it down again, and turns to face Shrike.
Cor: What do you think?
Shrike: (Sighs) Alright, use it. Just put out a warning to the teams to get their masks on.
Cor: Roger that.
He walks over off the screen, and we follow him with the camera. He stops by a large radio set marked: ALL, and a bright red box with a glass front, with EMERGENCY ONLY scrawled on the top. He stops by the box, and punches the glass out with his fist. The shards fall to the floor with a slight tinkle. He reaches inside the box and pulls a bright black and yellow handle down. To the right, a small panel opens up, revealing a small console with a card slider next to it. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a small, brightly-colored card with his picture and a barcode on it. He slides the barcode through the slider, and types a complex code into the console. When he is finished, he presses one more button. The console goes back up into the wall, and as he reaches for the radio set, we cut to:
INT. Battle Scene. Day.
We are at neck level with Gortef. He's hiding behind a large wall, and looking up curiousley. A large whirring can be heard coming from the ceiling. Several large monitors began to pop out with a countdown running from 15 to 0 seconds. Suddenly, he looks down, and slaps a hand to his earpiece. His eyes go wide, and we cut to a top view of him. He's looking straight up at us, and we rise extremely fast up to the ceiling, where one of the monitors is to the right of the screen. It's now at 10 seconds. We zoom at the same rate back down to Gortef's eyes. They suddenly snap out of the daze, and we cut to a side view. He again slaps his hand to his earpiece.
Gortef: (Yelling) TO ALL TROOPS- GET YOUR MASKS ON NOW!!!!
He immediately reaches down into his pocket and pulls out a small mask, look similar to the ones that pilots wear. It has a hose leading to a small bulge in his pants. In the background, we can see other troops doing the same. We cut back to the monitor, this time looking straight at it and zooming in. The timer is at 5...4....3...2...1. It hits zero, and nothing happens for a few seconds. Suddenly, the monitors snap back up into the ceiling. Suddenly, large vents open up in the roof, and a large hissing starts. Immediatley, green gas begins to pour out of the vents, and it's advancing rapidly. We cut to darkage. He's having trouble with his mask. We mute all external sounds. All we can hear is his heavy breathing, growing faster and faster. He suddenly take one long, raspy breath, and rips his mask off, taking a big slug of the gas. His eyes go wide. We cut to a close-up of one of them. The pupil shrinks to the size of a pin-head, and his head begins to shake. Sweat pours down his face. We cut to a worm's-eye view in front of him. His hands shoot up and clasp his head, and he lets out a long, blood-curdling scream, and drops to the ground. His body goes through a few spasms, then finally stops. We cut to a side view one of the riotors, and see the same gruesome spectacle. More people, rioters and soldiers who are not wearing their masks, drop in the background. Eventually, the screams thin out. We zoom outwards from this location. As the gas slowly englulfes the entire area, we fade to black.
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: an0n on February 27, 2003, 07:20:30 pm
Faaaaar too much time on your hands.
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Fineus on February 27, 2003, 07:27:50 pm
And with material this funny - it's no bad thing, great work mate - I hope you can keep it going (I want to make an appearence.... heh ;))
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Martinus on February 27, 2003, 07:28:02 pm
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Wow that was quite a read and a good start. :)

*feels nostalgic as he remembers the original story*

Lets hope you get bored more often. ;)
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Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Anaz on February 27, 2003, 07:35:24 pm
:lol:


very very good!

say...could I come back? I mean my brain got fried in the last one but couldn't you say something like "he would have been dead if he had a brain to begin with" or sommat like that ;) :D
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Galemp on February 27, 2003, 07:39:26 pm
Fantastic... let's keep it going!

I want to be in this one... and what happened to Vadar?
Also, try some new jokes please? ;)
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Darkage on February 27, 2003, 07:48:46 pm
Yeah! you know i love this:D

Btw. am i going to die, no don't tell, write more!:D
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Knight Templar on February 27, 2003, 08:01:33 pm
:p :p


I think I have the same exact lines as last time too :p
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Nico on February 28, 2003, 03:18:18 am
well, I'm still addicted to dubious substances :p
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Gortef on February 28, 2003, 06:03:50 am
Top notch work my friend... top notch. Keep it going :yes:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Kamikaze on February 28, 2003, 07:49:38 am
Love these, the right bit of funniness, inside jokes and action :D waiting eagerly for the next installment :yes: :nod:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: wEvil on February 28, 2003, 08:52:32 am
hey.. what happened to me? :p

http://www.3dap.com/hlp/hosted/wevil/music/Virgo.mp3 - good enough soundtrack? hehehe
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Darkage on February 28, 2003, 09:05:43 am
Quote
Originally posted by wEvil
hey.. what happened to me? :p

http://www.3dap.com/hlp/hosted/wevil/music/Virgo.mp3 - good enough soundtrack? hehehe



I think you got killed in the end:D

You where the evil in the last story:D
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Stunaep on February 28, 2003, 09:27:53 am
seems more or less, what the other sequel was.

anyway, I think we could have some fun at KT and Stealth for example :p .
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Ulundel on February 28, 2003, 10:15:05 am
Quote
Originally posted by Knight Templar
:p :p


I think I have the same exact lines as last time too :p


Heh, last time it was me who was puking... :p

And I'm Ten of Twelve here... :blah:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Gloriano on February 28, 2003, 10:29:16 am
:yes: :yes: :yes: :)
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Gortef on February 28, 2003, 10:44:54 am
Quote
Originally posted by wEvil
hey.. what happened to me? :p
 


I think you escaped in a cryochamber of some sort at the end of the last story... if I remember right...
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Windrunner on February 28, 2003, 12:39:02 pm
hehhe. NIce touch UT. just keep it comming.
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Unknown Target on February 28, 2003, 12:55:20 pm
Great reading all your comments, folks. BTW, I forgot who I killed in the last one, and who I mentioned before in this one, so if I make an error, please point it out to me ;)

FADE FROM BLACK.

INT. Forum Control Room. Day

We open sitting on a desk. Console clicks and beeps can be heard. A little ways away from us is a door. The door whooshes open, and in-steps a figure. We can only see from his waist down, as he strides towards us, and slams a large portfolio down on the desk. When he does, we pan upwards to see sandwich. He begins to yell off-screen.

Sandwich: Do you see that?! Do you see that?! That, my friend, is the casualty listing! That's not even including bans!

We quickly rotate the camera to Shrike. He's reading the daily HLP newspaper. He looks up from it, at the portfolio. He picks it up and eyes it, then sets it back down again, and looks back down into his newspaper.

Shrike: (Monotone) That's a lot...

We quickly rotate the camera back to Sandwich

Sandwich: You're damn right that's a lot! Hell, we lost almost 500 men in that battle! What were you doing while my marines were out there risking their lives, why, I ought t---

We cut back to Shrike, now at a level view with him. He glances up from his newspaper, with a look of anger in his eyes. Sandwich is immediately silenced. Shrike stands up, and we cut to an over-the-shoulder view of Sandwich. He takes  a step back as Shrike approaches him, but he stops when Shrike stops at the portfolio.

Shrike: (Leafing through portfolio) I was....

He pauses

Shrike: What was the exact tally of people that died?

All the anger has now left sandwhich, and he returns to military decora.

Sandwhich: 490 confirmed KIA, 20 missing, and about 200 banned users from the riot.

Shrike: Yes... that will be all?

Sandwhich: (Straightens up) Yes, sir!

Shrike: Good. Dismissed.

Sandwich turns around and begins to walk towards the door. We cut back to Shrike, as he sighs and sits back down, and picks up his newspaper. He looks over the top.

Shrike: Oh, and sandwich?

Sandwich: (Turns around) Yes, sir?

Shrike: After the riot was over, I transmitted a message calling for the head of the new department of internal security. We have one coming in on a ship, named the Centaur. It should be arriving...he looks at his watch...any minute now. I'm sure you'll be able to greet him?

Sandwhich: Of course sir.

Shrike: Good…A small beep interrupts him. He looks down at a small console on his desk, and hits a button.

Shrike: Shrike here.

Console: He’s here, sir, and requesting permission to dock.

Shrike: Good, let him in. (Turns back to sandwich) Well? What are you waiting for.

As sandwich wheels around on his heel, we cut to.

INT. Centaur. Day.

All we can hear are some mechanicle whirring noises, and some small clicks and beeps. We are focused on only a small portion of the entire area, and all we see is a black shape, outlined agains the red consoles. Suddenly, we hear a long, raspy voice coming from in front of us.

Voice: Hello, Hard Light…

A mouth opens up, but we can only see half of it because we are so close.

Voice: Daddy’s home…

The Voice begins to laugh eavily, as we fade to:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Tiara on February 28, 2003, 01:23:27 pm
:D;):D

I like it!
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: SKYNET-011 on February 28, 2003, 02:05:34 pm
*Want's to read more* :nod::yes:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Razor on February 28, 2003, 03:21:15 pm
Hey am I in this too? :sigh:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: SKYNET-011 on February 28, 2003, 03:32:47 pm
*cough*let some new members in*cough* :D
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Darkage on February 28, 2003, 03:47:25 pm
This is da ****!:yes:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: SKYNET-011 on February 28, 2003, 06:24:18 pm
*Bump*

*Doesn't want thread to get lost* :D
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Unknown Target on February 28, 2003, 07:01:37 pm
Hey admnis, could you make this a sticky so that we don't have a full page of bumps?
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Stryke 9 on February 28, 2003, 07:08:23 pm
Not enough me in it. I don't like it.
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Unknown Target on February 28, 2003, 09:10:29 pm
What do you think?

EXT. Space. Day.

All we can see for a couple seconds is a pure black, starry sky. All is silent. Suddenly, a ship appears out of the left of the screen and roars past the camera. We track the ship's name with the camera, as it poderously moves past us. Scrawled on the side, in bunrt and scarrred paint is the title Centaur As it goes all the way past us, we see the large HLP station in the background, as the ship rockets towards it. We cut to:

INT. Docking Bay 5. Day.

We open to a large, expansive hangar. There is a large, rectangular passage in the front, and some misc. barrels are off in the shadows in the corner, some tipped over. We pan around to the left, to see a small window, dimly lit with green from the inside. We begin to zoom in. We can hear some staticy voices, as we continue to zoom in slowly.

Voice 1: Roger that, Centaur, you are cleared to land in Docking Bay 5.

A second voice comes on, and it's speaking very slowly and deeply, as if it's trying to hide something.

Voice 2: Thank you, and...have a nice day.

Voice 1: Check that, Centaur, out.

We are now right in front of the window, and can see Sandwich,  SKYNETT-011, and some misc. soldiers standing off to the back, rifles at the ready. Skynett turns to face sandwich, who has his arms crossed, and is staring intently off the screen towards the passage. He puts a thumb up to his mouth and nibbles on the tip.

Sandwich: Are you sure this window won't break?

Skynett: Yes, sir. It's made of plasteel. Almost unbreakable.

Sandwhich: Almost...I never liked these new forcefields. Gimme the big old doors any day. Too much stuff to go wrong with these suckers.

Skynett chuckles and turns back to the console.

Skynett: Depressurizing docking bay....now.

A faint whooshing is heard as air is sucked out of the docking bay. Some more barrels fall over.

Skynett: He's coming in now, sir, deactivating force field.

In the reflection from the window, we can see a ship slowly approach the passage. A small electrical flutter is seen as the force field deactivates. The ship slowly begins to come in, and it fires it's thrusters. We cut to a view from semi-behind the barrels, in a worm's-eye-view. The thrust wave comes towards us, causing a few more barrels to knock over. The camera shakes a little from the impact. Suddenly, the thrusters cut, and the ship drops down on the floor with a loud bang. All that can be heard is the powering-down of the engines. Suddenly, a door opens off to the left, and we cut to a view in front of it, as soldiers began to rush out, and set up a perimeter around the ship. Weapons can be heard cocking and powering up. We cut to a view from inside the door. Sandwich slowly emerges into the light, and we follow behind him with the camera. He ducks a little to avoid the low-hanging doorframe and enters the hangar, stepping in front of the main entry hatch to the ship. We cut to a close up of his waist, and see him move his shirt around to try to conceal a large, mean-looking pistol. We cut to an over-the-sholder view, as the  entry hatch whooshes, Star-Trek-like off to the side. Nothing happens for several seconds. We cut to one of the soldiers, who tenses a little, and looks to the left and right at the other soldiers. We cut back to the previous view. Slowly, a staircase unfolds itself from inside. A figure emerges at the top, totally cloaked, with a hood that's making his face invisible to see.. He looks around at the assembaly.

Cloaked  Figure: Is this how you always greet your...arrivals?

Sandwich: Well, the official word is that we had some trouble awhile back...

CF: And your opinion.

Sandwich: Well, sir, I just don't like you. Something here isn't right.

The figure chuckles a bit. We cut to Sandwich's waist, as his hand moves ever so slightly towards the pistol. We cut to a close-up of the figures hood, as he gives a bob of acknoledgement. We cut back to a view of Sandwich.

CF: There will be no need for that, my dear man. Now, may we begin the tour?

Sandwich: (face flinches for a second) Yes, of course. Let us begin, then.

We cut to:

INT. General Discussion. Day.

Numerous fourmmites are moving around a cluttered area. Some are still sitting on the sofas and drinking beer. Others are off in the corner, having discussions. A pair of particularly pale, skinny people are yelling at each other over something related to Star Trek and Captain Kirk versus Captain Picard. In the center of a room is a large gathering of people in a circle. We cut to a crowd's view of the center, and we see Stryke 9 and Ulundel circling each other. In Stryke's hand is a pencil, and in Ulundel's, a fork. On Stryke's head is a XXL-Beer Cap, with two full bottles in it. They begin to shout at each other.

Ulundel: Tastes great!

Strkye: Less filling!

Ulundel: TASTES GREAT!

Stryke: LESS FILLING!

The leap at each other in a fit of life-or-death, fork-on-pencil fury. Stryke tryies to stab Ulundel in the head, but he dodges backwards, and Stryke misses. Ulundel tries to stab Strkye in the stomach with the fork, but Stryke lashes out with a kick to his stomach, doubling him over. As he is about to deliver a bone-breaking blow to Ulundel's head, we cut to Sandwich's tour group, which has just gotten near to the group.

Sandwich:...and here is General Discussions, where we..hey...(he spies what's going on)...stop that! Stryke, I caught you this time!

He turns to Cloaked Figure.

Sandwich: Sorry about this, one minute, please.

CF: (Drawn out and raspy) Actuallywhy don't you let me...handle this?

Sandwich looks at him suspiciously, but concedes.

Sandwich: Alright, fine. Go ahead and try. (He chuckles) But Strkye's no push-over.

CF: Neither...am I....

He begins to walk towards the crowd. They part immediatle, and look a the new arrival strangely. CF steps into the circle.

CF: Stop this now.

Stryke turns around from giving Ulundel a noogie, and looks at CF incriminatingly.

Stryke: Sez who!?

CF: Says me.

Stryke: Hmph, yea, right!

He leaps towards CF. CF bobs his head a little ways up in acknoledgement. We cut to his hand, as it suddenly shoots out, and grabs Stryke by the neck.

Strkye: (Gasping for breath) Why...you...little...

CF's grip tightens, and Stryke gasps even more.

CF: Now...will you stop?

Stryke: (Turning blue) Sure...anything you say...just lemme go, ya pussy!

CF chuckles a little, and drops Stryke to the ground. We cut to an over-the-head view. He immediately takes a long, grateful slug of air. He looks after CF, as he walks away, garnering awed stairs from the entire assembaly. Suddenly, Stryke laughs maniacly and stands up, and grabs an exposed knife from one of the nearby members.

Stryke: TAKE THIS!

He hurls the knife at CF, who whirls around, cloak flying, and looks right at the knife. We cut to a side-view of him, as the knife suddenly stops in mid-air, two inches from his face. He looks down, and the knife drops. We cut to a three-quarters view. He looks back up at Stryke. We cut to a view of Stryke, who takes a single step back, looking worried. We cut back to a lower view 3/4 view of CF. Suddenly, his right hand bursts out of his cape, and stops in mid-air, fingers and palm spread in Stryke's direction. We cut to an over-the-sholder view of CF. A blue haze forms around Stryke, who's looking around at his new predicament with worry. As CF's hand moves into the air, so does Stryke. CF pulls his hand off the the left a ltitle, then steams it towards the right, slamming Strkye into the nearby wall. We cut to the ground. Suddenly, Strkye's limp form falls in front of us. We are about two inches from his face. Blood drools out of his mouth. We cut to:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Stryke 9 on February 28, 2003, 09:22:18 pm
Still not enough! More me, damn you! More!



And less Force!
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Stryke 9 on February 28, 2003, 09:23:53 pm
Never mind that, as everyone knows, in real life, I take a strongly pro-filling stance. Your story, my good man, does not reflect the facts.
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Corhellion on February 28, 2003, 09:29:42 pm
OOOOOOOOOOOhhhhhh.....boy....Stryke ain't gonna be happy about this....not happy at all....

Good job! Keep it up!

(I got fired?!!? HOW THE HELL I END UP GETTING FIRED FROM MY FORUM SECURITY POSITION??!?!?!?! IT WAS ONLY A FEW HUNDRED MEMBERS....)

Cor
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Stryke 9 on February 28, 2003, 09:35:00 pm
You're right. I'm not. I'm only the subject of about a third of it- not nearly enough, even by my rather low and accepting standards.
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Unknown Target on February 28, 2003, 09:36:17 pm
How 'bout I just kill you?:drevil:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Stryke 9 on February 28, 2003, 09:39:10 pm
Bah. You can't kill my kind. Even if you could, we could come back in your dreams. Imagine me being in your head, all the time...
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Turnsky on February 28, 2003, 09:56:11 pm
*shudders*
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Shrike on February 28, 2003, 10:24:27 pm
Shouldn't this be called the resequel?
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Stryke 9 on February 28, 2003, 10:27:09 pm
The Sequel II: Son of Sequel

This Time.... It's The Last Time. We Swear!
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Galemp on February 28, 2003, 11:12:57 pm
Cloaked figure, eh?
(http://www.theforce.net/multimedia/archive/Images/Classic_Trilogy/Characters/Emperor_Palpatine/Return_of_the_Jedi/emperor4.jpg)
I like where this is heading... ;7
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: icespeed on March 01, 2003, 12:21:53 am
we cut to... we cut to what? what happens next?

UT, these things are damn addictive. you could take over the world by getting everyone hooked on them.
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Stryke 9 on March 01, 2003, 12:23:58 am
Eh, doesn't work. That's why I invented crack in the first place, and now, more than twenty years later- no dice.
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Anaz on March 01, 2003, 12:38:42 am
*wants to be un-dead*


wait a second...I don't think I want to be un-dead...
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Razor on March 01, 2003, 02:49:04 am
Quote
Originally posted by GalacticEmperor
Cloaked figure, eh?
I like where this is heading... ;7


I always knew that there was something weird about you. :shaking: :shaking:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Razor on March 01, 2003, 02:51:04 am
Well since Stryke isn't really a modest kinda type, I guess I can ask for my little participation in this can't I?
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Stryke 9 on March 01, 2003, 03:19:37 am
Safety precaution. If I get trapped out in the wilderness with no food or equipment, I can feed off my own ego. You're looking at a week's ration here, bub.
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Tiara on March 01, 2003, 04:07:21 am
:D
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Gortef on March 01, 2003, 05:56:57 am
whooee keep it coming, keep it coming :D
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: SKYNET-011 on March 01, 2003, 06:58:48 am
*likes story* :nod::yes:

Looks like it got stickied.
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Fineus on March 01, 2003, 07:07:31 am
Thread stuck for easy access - I like the story so far :)
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Stunaep on March 01, 2003, 07:17:24 am
*looks forward to the next part, hoping that I will be in it*
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Unknown Target on March 01, 2003, 06:32:53 pm
Razor, I killed you last time, remember? :D

Anyways, what do you think? I'm a little rusty on my combat:

INT. Elavator. Day.

All we can see is the siloughette of a human form. The door whooshes open, and the figure steps out. He stops in front of the door, and semi-bows, one hand pointing off to the empty corridor behind him. We can see that the figure is really Sandwich.

Sandwich: After you...

INT. Admin Quarters. Day.

Cloaked Figure steps out, and nods to sandwich as he passes. He then looks around.

CF: Very nice...this is where I'll be staying, I presume?

Sandwich is now next to CF. He turns to face him.

Sandwich: Actually, no, you'll be in the basement...hehehe..uhh....hehe....(he coughs)...sorry. You'll be sleeping (he begins to count off doors)..1, 2, 3, 4, 5, right here.

They walk up to the door. The two stop in front of it, and a mechanicle woman's voice pipes up.

Voice: User confirmation needed. Please confirm.

Sandwich looks at CF, and indicates towards the hand scanner to the right of the door.

Sandwich: Uhh...would you mind placing your hand on the scanner, sir?

Cloaked figure turns to face him.

CF: (Monotone) May I use voice identification instead?

Sandwich: (Forces smile) Yes...of course.

CF: Thank you. Now, may I have some private time in my quaters, please? Oh, and send Tiara up. I have something to discuss with her about her new assignment.

Sandwich nods and forces another smile.

Sandwich: Of course, I'll do that immediately.

He pivots on his heel and begins to hurridly walk away. We cut to a close-up of the side of CF's head. Suddenly, he turns and looks right at us, and in the darkness of his cloak, two bright red angular eyes begin to glow menacingly. We fade to black.

INT. Docking Bay 5. Night.

Fade from black. We open to a side-view of the Centaur. Suddenly, a black, dark figure flashes past the camera. We cut to another view of the ship, this time from the rear. The black figure flashes in front of us again, but stops at a console in the back of the ship. He looks around, then dials in a combination. A large hissing is heard, as the ship's door ponderously raises. The figure looks around once again, and we see two eyes dart back and forth. The figure enters the ship. We cut to:

INT. Centaur Cargo Bay. Night.

We are pulled back quite far away. A large chunk! is heard, as a power switch is pulled. A single light illuminates the ship from the start of the movie, resting in the center of the cargo hold. The figure advances stealthily towards it, then stops in just out of the light. It moves silently around the side, to a side of ship just on the outer reaches of the  area of light. We cut to a rear view of the ship, close to the side that it's on. The figure reaches out a long, slender arm, that is partially hidden in the folds of it's cloak. It pulls down a lever, and a large section opens up nearer to us. The two salvage crewman from before fall out, dead as doornails. The figure looks behind itself quickly, then stoops to pick them up. It stands back up, one man draped over each shoulder and steals away. We cut to a garbage shute nearby. All is dark. A sign above the shute reads:

Sign: BIOLOGICAL WASTE ONLY.

From behind the screen, the two men are dumped into it. We zoom out a little ways, till we are right next to the figure's head. Suddenly, a voice is heard off to our left. It's Shrike, on a routine patrol.

Shrike: Hey! Who's there?!

The figure's head snaps to the left., and we can see two eyes narrow. We cut to a waist-view of Shrike, dressed in upper-body armor, and carrying his pistol. The HLP Hammer of Justice is bouncing at his side. He's waving a flashlight back and forth. He stops.

Shrike: Is anyone in here?

He hears nothing, and looks back and forth. He shrugs and is about to turn around and walk away. We cut to a position where we're sitting right on the ground a little ways away. Suddenly, a female foot touches down. We hear no sound. Cut to a close-up of Shrike's eyes. His head turns off to our right a little bit, and his eyes narrow, as he seems to know exactly where the sound came from. We cut to a close-up of his waste. He draws his pistol. Suddenly, a barbarian cry goes up. We cut to a worm's-eye view, and start to pull backwards extremely fast. A figure, wrapped in a cloak, begins to run towards us at an insatiable speed. It screams again, and throws off it's cloak, reavealing the figure to be none other than Tiara, dressed in a two-piece assasin's garb. She launches into the air towards Shrike. We cut to a view in front of Shrike, as he dodges off to the side.

Shrike: Tiara! What are you doing?!

She screams once more. We cut to a view below her, as she leaps into the air, cartwheels, and jumps off the cieling. Shrike dodges once more, and Tiara hits the ground, skidding off to the side a little bit. She launches back at Shrike. We cut to a close-up of Shrike's mouth.

Shrike: (Whispered) Fine...

We cut to Shrike's waist again, as he draws his HLP Hammer of Justice. He ignites it in a blast of light, casting an eerie green glow on the entire scene. He leaps into the air, and slams it down towards Tiara. She leaps out of the way, and metallic shrapnel from the floor is sent flying into the air. Tiara leaps onto the wall, and begins to run away, arms jutting out behind her. She then leaps from one side of the corridor, flips, and jumps off the other wall towards Shrike. He dodges to the side, but Tiara slashes at him. We cut to a close-up of the side of his face. A small cut appears, and blood trickles out.

Shrike: Alright then! Let's play hard ball!

We cut to his hand, as he pulls his pistol up to it's firing position. He twirls it around his finger, then stops it. We cut to a view just above his arm, as he proceeds to let the lead fly. HIs arm shoots up with each recoil. Tiara leaps onto the wall and begins to run towards him. He fires at her, but his shots tear up the wall behind her. We hear a click, signalling the end of his ammunition. We cut to a close-up of Tiara's mouth. She smirks, and we can see small fangs poking out. We cut to her POV, as she leaps towards Shrike, who tosses his gun off to the side, pulls out his Hammer of Justice and, Babe-Ruth-style, whams it right at us. Just as it hits, we cut to black.

INT. General Discussions. Day.

There is a large buffet table, and numerous boarders are milling about, including Carl. We cut to a table-top view, as Corsair, Goober5000, Petrach of the VBB, and Carl all sit down at the table. Goober is sitting next to Carl. They all begin to dig into their food.

Corsair: So, you guys hear about last night?

Goober: No, what happened?

Corsair: Well, apparantly there was a big scuffle between Tiara and Shrike! Tore up the entire corridor!

Petrach: Yea, I know, I'm going down to the infirmary to see if I can catch Tiara in a hospital gown, hehehe..

Corsair whacks him over the head. Suddenly Carl stops eating and looks up. He taps Goober on the sholder. Goober leans over closer, and Carl chrips and grunts into his ear. Goober looks at his plate with wide eyes, and slowly pushes it away.

Corsair: (With a mouthful of food) Whatsa' matter, Goober?

Goober: Uhh....Carl says this food tastes like human.

Corsair's mouth drops open, and he looks over at Carl, who is eating ravenously, shoveling the food down into his gullet. Suddenly, Corsair get's up, with a hand to his mouth, and turns around. He hurls, and so does everyone else at the table. We fade to:

INT. Science Room. Day.

A  men and a women in lab coats are huddled around a large chunk of the food. The woman is examining a large print-out.

Man: Yep, no doubt about it. There's human in there.

Woman: Who could it be?

Man: Dunno, we don't have any dirt on them, so it could either be Relic or Freespace Watch.

Woman: Well, you know FSWatch, they're always getting themselves into trouble.

Man: Yea, but they don't usually get themseles killed while doing it...

Woman: Relic?

Man: Most definately. I wonder how this got in here, though?

Woman: Well, let's report it to Shrike, and tell the galley to only served canned foods for the day.

The man chuckles. They begin to go back to their examinations, and we cut to:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Turnsky on March 01, 2003, 06:45:12 pm
Nice, so, just how many people are you going to use in this tale of yours?
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Goober5000 on March 01, 2003, 06:59:56 pm
:lol: :yes:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Fineus on March 01, 2003, 07:02:05 pm
I really want to know who this cloaked figure is now... the mystery! w00t!
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Corhellion on March 01, 2003, 07:04:48 pm
Hmmm...Relic...I wonder if something HW2 related is gonna surface in this one...Hmmmm....

Niice! KIU (Keep it up!)

Cor
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Turnsky on March 01, 2003, 07:06:24 pm
w00t! indeed
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: SKYNET-011 on March 01, 2003, 08:34:32 pm
:yes::yes::yes:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Galemp on March 01, 2003, 10:50:53 pm
So the HLP cafeteria food is regularly made from processed biological waste. That would explain a lot.

Did Tiara drop her axe somewhere? I didn't see it mentioned... but hey, it's fantastic so far. :D Keep it up!
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: icespeed on March 02, 2003, 01:10:58 am
i thought the hlp cafe food was made from dead n00Bs anyway but hey, cool! go the girls!
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Alikchi on March 02, 2003, 01:55:34 am
<---- is the cloaked figure
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Kamikaze on March 02, 2003, 03:23:57 am
I need a dangerous role in there *refers to name* ;7

and n00b cafe food was back in the VBB, I think our food culture's evolved since then :D
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Tiara on March 02, 2003, 03:55:09 am
Quote
Originally posted by GalacticEmperor
Did Tiara drop her axe somewhere? I didn't see it mentioned... but hey, it's fantastic so far. :D Keep it up!


Assasins outfit I have now :D :

(http://www.fattonys.com/images/Upload/assasin.jpg)
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Turnsky on March 02, 2003, 04:02:47 am
did you do that?
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Gortef on March 02, 2003, 04:16:49 am
Eww... then again the food might taste like chicken too :p
Keep going UT

(aww crap that pic reminds me... *smacks his head with a large hammer* Are you still making that RPG of yours Tiara >_<)
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Tiara on March 02, 2003, 04:33:25 am
No I didn't make that. Dunno who though. I am working on something similar :D

And Gortef, no worries. It has a biiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiig pause. If I can get myself to work on it again I'll tell ya :p
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Gortef on March 02, 2003, 12:13:44 pm
ah ok... dunno if I it's a relief or not :D
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Razor on March 02, 2003, 04:33:00 pm
Quote
Razor, I killed you last time, remember? :D


Looks like you are really proud of that eh?
By the way, why was I killed and why was I in the story in the first place? Just to get shot from point blank and loose my head. :blah:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Razor on March 02, 2003, 04:37:53 pm
Quote
Originally posted by Tiara

(http://www.fattonys.com/images/Upload/assasin.jpg)


Nice outfit. Anyway, keep your knifes, swords, axes, handguns, and everything else you got there away from me..or else.
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Razor on March 02, 2003, 04:39:23 pm
Quote
Originally posted by Kalfireth
I really want to know who this cloaked figure is now... the mystery! w00t!


Must be the evil ghost of my former self. MWHAHAHAH! You shall perish foolish mortals! :drevil:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Nico on March 03, 2003, 04:52:23 am
Quote
Originally posted by Razor


Looks like you are really proud of that eh?
By the way, why was I killed and why was I in the story in the first place? Just to get shot from point blank and loose my head. :blah:


you asked and asked again to be in, IIRC, well, you've been in :p
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Turnsky on March 03, 2003, 05:03:49 am
i won't ask, i don't wanna end up dead or dying :p
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Martinus on March 03, 2003, 07:14:21 am
Quote
Originally posted by Razor


Nice outfit. Anyway, keep your knifes, swords, axes, handguns, and everything else you got there away from me..or else.


[color=66ff00]
Yeah, just blast him with that rifle you had in the photo you posted. ;)
[/color]
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: neo_hermes on March 03, 2003, 10:32:48 am
this is good i want to read more!:D
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Nico on March 03, 2003, 10:38:48 am
Quote
Originally posted by Tiara


Assasins outfit I have now :D :

(http://www.fattonys.com/images/Upload/assasin.jpg)


Your belt is loose, my dear Tiara ;)
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Tiara on March 03, 2003, 10:47:06 am
*Slices Venom's throat with assasin's knife while he is distracted by "loose belt"*

Works every time :wink:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Stealth on March 03, 2003, 10:47:57 am
is that a thong?
now KT's going to get all horny
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Tiara on March 03, 2003, 10:51:51 am
*slices Stealths throat just for fun*
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Fineus on March 03, 2003, 11:00:48 am
Are we going to see any more of the topic of this thread, or am I going to lock it for the spam it seems to be generating?
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: wEvil on March 03, 2003, 11:45:09 am
winner of the sweepstake gets a wooden spoon..
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Razor on March 03, 2003, 12:50:19 pm
Quote
Originally posted by Stealth
is that a thong?
now KT's going to get all horny


Yes....*pauses*...it is. ;7 I actually expectd KT to notice that.
Hey Tiara you trying to tease or something? ;)


By the way, are those long ears or something?
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Razor on March 03, 2003, 12:52:21 pm
Quote
Originally posted by Maeglamor


[color=66ff00]
Yeah, just blast him with that rifle you had in the photo you posted. ;)
[/color]


You better watch what you are saying kid because you may find your self in high orbit without a space suit in just a matter of 4.3 seconds.
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Unknown Target on March 03, 2003, 12:53:27 pm
Quote
Originally posted by Kalfireth
Are we going to see any more of the topic of this thread, or am I going to lock it for the spam it seems to be generating?



Srry dudes, probably none today, due to schoolwork.
Now, everyone, hush, or no more story for you...;)
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Gortef on March 03, 2003, 01:13:54 pm
Haha, Tiara's pic got all of us quite distracted now didn't it :D

Allright, settle down... we wanna hear more, right guys? ;)
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Unknown Target on March 03, 2003, 01:43:44 pm
Defying all odds, here you go:

INT. Medical Bay. Day.

All is black. A heartbeat monitor can be heard going in the background. Some shoes walking across a carpet. Muttering voices, all indisctinct. Suddenly, our view opens. It blinks a few times, like an eyelid, then opens up completely.

Voice: (Off-screen) She’s awake…hurry, go get Shrike.

Voice 2: Yes, sir.

A tall, lightly bearded man leans over us. A stethescope is dangling from his neck. He waves his hand a few times across the camera lens, then snaps his fingers a few times.

Kasperl: Tiara…Tiara, are you there?

We cut to an over-the-shoulder view of Kasperl, standing over Tiara. She is dressed in a hospital gown, but Kasperl is blocking her body from the chest down.

Tiara: Huh….what happened?

She tries to lift an arm to her head, but stops jerkily. She looks down, and kasperl moves a little to the left, so that we can see that Tiara has bands around her arms and legs. She puts her head back down on the pillow.

Tiara: (Sighs) Well, what happened?

Kasperl opens his mouth to explain, but suddenly Shrike bursts through the door. We rotate the camera around to look at him, and follow him with it, as he stops by Tiara’s bedside.

Shrike: Well, doc? She gonna be ok?

Kasperl: (Grudgingly) She’ll live… I don’t appreciate you smashing up the boarders with that hammer of yours, Shrike.

Shrike: (Grins) Sorry, doc. How you feeling, Tiara?

Tiara: Good enough. Aren’t you mad at me?

Shrike: (Chuckles) Doc…?

Kasperl reaches behind him into a small pan. He picks up a tiny, metallic object, no bigger than his finger nails. He hands it to Shrike, who shows it to Tiara.

Shrike: This, my female friend, was found in your brain. It’s an A-1 Brain Controller. Not made anymore, and all of them on the HLP boards were confiscated about three years ago. Not sure how it got into your cranium. (Gestures towards Kasperl) We were hoping that you could tell us?

Tiara: I…don’t know…last I remember…hell, I was eating breakfast!

Shrike: (Sighs) Oh, well. It was worth a shot.

He turns around to leave.

Tiara: Sir….

Shrike stops, and turns around to face Tiara.

Shrike: Yes?

Tiara: Can I have these armbands removed?

Shrike: (Monotone) No.

Tiara: Why?

Shrike: Tiara, you want the truth?

Tiara: Yes.

Shrike: The truth is, well, we can’t trust you anymore…

He turns and leaves, and Kasperl goes off to attend to other patients. Tiara sighs, and puts her head back down on the pillow. She closes her eyes, and goes to sleep. We cut to:

INT. Forum Control Room. Day

The admins are all seated around a large table, including Cloaked Figure. They are discussing the daily business, and trying to make sense of Tiara’s recent attack on Shrike. We are

Maeglamor: I just don’t get it…why would Tiara want to attack you?

Shrike: (Shakes head) We found a brain wave controller in her head.(A collective gasp goes up from the assembly) We’re still trying to figure out how it got there, though.

Sandwich: Maybe it was put there as…I don’t know…a joke?

Styxx: No way, not even our members are that sick. Maybe on the Freespace Watch boards, but not here.

Maeglamor: How can you be sure…?

Cloaked Figure suddenly stands up.

CF: If you’ll be…excusing me, I have some pressing business to attend to.

He takes a bow and walks quickly out the door. Styxx turns back to the rest of the group after watching him go.

Styxx: Now what was that all about…?

We cut to:

INT. Unknown Private Quarters. Day.

We open up to a Computer screen. Everything else is black. On it is a database-like interface. Across the top of the screen are is scrawled QUERY, followed by a flashing icon. It blinks for a few times, then suddenly, a word forms across.

PC Screen: Sandwich.

A loud click is heard as a button is depressed heavily. Suddenly, the computer screen begins to cycle through data, until it finally stops on a page. On it is a smiling picture of Sandwich. More info is to the right of the picture. The page begins to scroll down, until it stops on a lower portion of the screen.

PC Screen: Report User…
A loud click is heard, and a window pops up. Across the top is the Report user text. Underneath it is a box labeled CODE. Numerous asteriks are typed in, followed by another loud click. The window expands to the entire screen, with a box, labeled OFFENSE. In the box is typed:

PC Screen: Squandering board money, drug use. Murder of forum member: Max. Conditions of murder: Stabbing death, butchering of dead bodey.

Another click is heard, and we wait a few minutes as the PC processes the request. Suddenly, it comes up with an error.

PC Screen: ERROR. User Max is still living.

We cut to the back of the PC. A  hand plugs a cord into a socket on the side of the Computer. We cut to the side of the PC again, and another click is heard. The computer processes the request again. It comes up with a beep.

PC Screen: Crime Processed. Thank You.

We cut to a side-view of the figure’s waist. A long, thin knife is drawn from his belt. The figure lifts it high into the air. We cut to a view from outside in the well-lit corridor. A whoosh is heard, followed by a loud, blood-curdling scream. We fade to black.
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: kasperl on March 03, 2003, 02:14:20 pm
since when do i have any medical degree, i:
A) am15 years old
B) go sick at sight of to much blood
C) have way to bad eyes and motor skills to be even let near to a scalpel.

just a few comments, but i like the story :yes:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Nico on March 03, 2003, 02:30:43 pm
Quote
Originally posted by kasperl
since when do i have any medical degree, i:
A) am15 years old
B) go sick at sight of to much blood
C) have way to bad eyes and motor skills to be even let near to a scalpel.

just a few comments, but i like the story :yes:

well, man, be happy, you've turned well :D
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Tiara on March 03, 2003, 02:34:32 pm
Heh, trusting me is NEVER a good choice :p
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Knight Templar on March 03, 2003, 05:49:46 pm
Quote
Originally posted by Razor


Yes....*pauses*...it is. ;7 I actually expectd KT to notice that.
Hey Tiara you trying to tease or something? ;)


By the way, are those long ears or something?


1) It's a drawing :wtf:

2) of course I noticed :rolleyes:

3) it was kinda obvious :doubt:

4) Cloak figure :thepimp:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Razor on March 04, 2003, 01:57:13 am
And I suppose you didn't realize that we were cracking jokes about it all the time. :p
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Darkage on March 04, 2003, 02:47:52 am
Quote
Originally posted by kasperl
since when do i have any medical degree, i:
A) am15 years old
B) go sick at sight of to much blood
C) have way to bad eyes and motor skills to be even let near to a scalpel.

just a few comments, but i like the story :yes:



Meh..be happy you are a medical dude, better then being gassed and i am proberly dead or mutaded:p So you have a easy job:D
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Unknown Target on March 04, 2003, 05:05:20 am
doh! That's right! I forgot completely about you people, lol! :D

You'll be in the next one...


*Kicks himself, because he meant to fix that up earlier*
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Darkage on March 04, 2003, 05:13:55 am
Quote
Originally posted by Unknown Target
doh! That's right! I forgot completely about you people, lol! :D

You'll be in the next one...


*Kicks himself, because he meant to fix that up earlier*



w00t!:D

Is the other story still on HLP? because i can't find it.
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Gortef on March 04, 2003, 06:57:04 am
Ooh yea, I can feel the exitement :D
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Nico on March 04, 2003, 07:44:34 am
Quote
Originally posted by Unknown Target
doh! That's right! I forgot completely about you people, lol! :D

You'll be in the next one...


*Kicks himself, because he meant to fix that up earlier*


'kicks him one more time, since he turned him into a chemical-run larva " :p
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: J.F.K. on March 04, 2003, 07:48:41 am
Hey, this is pretty funny. Keep it up. :yes:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Darkage on March 04, 2003, 08:24:22 am
You should read the first story:D
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: wEvil on March 04, 2003, 09:19:15 am
where IS the first story? lol
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Tiara on March 04, 2003, 09:37:49 am
http://www.hard-light.net/forums/index.php/topic,10162.0.html

All I could find...
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Stunaep on March 04, 2003, 09:40:49 am
the first story was archived in a zip, afaik.

here it is:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Unknown Target on March 04, 2003, 01:43:56 pm
Sorry dudes, i can't write today. Just one of those "author" things...:(

This is all I got done before my brain pooped out:

INT. Forum Ready Room. Day.

There are a few boarders milling around. Some are checking their weapons, some are suiting up, but no one's doing any one thing in particular. Deep_Eyes is off dancing around with a lampshade on his head, and his shirt missing, with the words "PUDDING PIE" scrawled across his chest. He's dancing to some bizare punk rock. Suddenly, we hear a whoosh. We rotate the camera to face the sound, and in steps darkage. Stratcomm stands up and salutes him.

darkage: At ease, soldier...

Stratcomm: Yes, sir!

Darkage looks around.

Darkage: Where is everybody?

Stratcomm: Some aren't here, and some are simply off ****ting in the bathrooms, but most are still in the hospital.

He pauses and looks around. Then manages a slight chuckle.

Stratcomm: Actually, sir, you're about a week early. We haven't, ahhh, had time to clean up yet.

Darkage looks back at Deep Eyes, who has now fallen on top of one of the benches, snoring loudly, a large puddle of drool forming beneath him.

Darkage: Hmmm...I can see that. Oh, by the way, where's Gortef? I want to talk to him about something...

Stractomm: He just went out on a patrol, sir, he should be back any minute now.

Darkage: Good, when he comes in, send him to my quarters, please.

Stratcomm: (Salutes again) Aye, sir...

We fade to:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Darkage on March 04, 2003, 02:41:34 pm
UT you are the man!

your writing rules major monkey arse!:D:yes:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Kamikaze on March 04, 2003, 08:10:59 pm
While re-reading the first story I came across the best line in that whole thing: Here (http://www.hard-light.net/forums/index.php/topic,8704.msg154103.html#msg154103)

 :lol: funny whenever you read it
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Turnsky on March 05, 2003, 03:51:11 am
okay now i want a part.. :D Please?
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Unknown Target on March 05, 2003, 04:49:08 pm
Just telling you all this isn't dead (don't remove it, Thun...Kalifreth:D). You're going to have to wait till next week, though, to get an update. I got schoolwork on Thurs. to attend to, and Fri. and Sat. I have some buddies comming over, so Sunday's probably my only free time...:(
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Turnsky on March 05, 2003, 04:51:02 pm
Oh well, guess we'll have to wait then..
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Windrunner on March 06, 2003, 09:29:47 am
Quote
Originally posted by Unknown Target
Just telling you all this isn't dead (don't remove it, Thun...Kalifreth:D). You're going to have to wait till next week, though, to get an update. I got schoolwork on Thurs. to attend to, and Fri. and Sat. I have some buddies comming over, so Sunday's probably my only free time...:(


don't worry it won't removed as long as i am around. Thunder is still an"ex-admin".(JK T.)
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Dark_4ce on March 08, 2003, 04:04:36 am
Hehehe! :D I've missed these stories!
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Unknown Target on March 09, 2003, 10:53:03 am
I hope you guys like this one...

EXT. Max's Quarters. Day.

We open to a cieling view of a crime scene. Numerous people are standing about. Two medics are carrying away a cart with a bodybag on top. Detectives are taking pictures of the area. Suddenly, a door whooshes open, and in-steps Sandwich. We cut to a close over-the-shoulder view of him, as he walks towards Shrike. He's facing the other way, with his arms crossed and his rubbing his temple with one hand. He hears Sandwich's footsteps and turns around to look at him. He sighs. We cut back and forth between them as they talk.

Shrike: Hey Sandwich, what's up?

Sandwich: Nothing much...what happened here? It's a mess...

Shrike: Yea...Max was killed last night. Someone heard a scream and called the admins. The new guy, the one in the cloak, was the first to arrive.

Sandwich: Do we know who did it?

Shrike: (Takes a deep breath) Yes...where were you last night?

Sandwich: What do you mean...?

He gasps, and his face goes wide with recognition.

Sandwich: Surely you don't think it was me?

Shrike: Sandwich...I don't know what to think. The knife has your fingerprints, and it is yours...

Sandwich: Knife...?

He turns to look at two black-suited figures emerge from inside Max's quarters. They're holding a small container, which is humming and glowing a slightly bluish color. Sandwich runs over to it and grabs it from the two investigators. He opens it quickly and reaches inside. As the two investigators are about to protest, Shrike shush's them with a bob of his hand. Shrike draws out the knife from the previous scene, and rotates it in his hand. Small glints of light flash off it's polished surface, intermixed with semi-dried blood.We cut to a close-up of the knife. It stops rotating.  We see, as a reflection, half of Sandwich's face. His eye is wide. A small trickle of blood runs down the knife. We hear Shrike, off-screen.

Shrike: It's a special knife, as you know. Vaporises anything withing two inches once it contacts anything but it's sheeth, which you own.

Sandwich: How....?

Shrike: Max was stabbed once in the head. A few minutes later, it seems he was stabbed again in the head. I'm sorry, Sandwich, but...

Sandwich: But what...?

Shrike: (Takes another breath) I want your resignation papers on my desk in two hours.

We cut to the floor. The knife drops, and hits it. Slowly around it, the ground seems to seep away, revealing a second layer of metal. We cut to a close-up of the ground near the nife. A small pool of blood forms. We cut to:

INT. Court Room. Day.

Sandwich is standing in the center of the room, head down. We are rotating around him. In front of him is arrayed a number of judges. The one in the center is J.F.K. When he his voices echo in the room.

J.F.K: It is the opinion of this court that the admin known as Sandwich is guilty of cold-blooded murder...

He pauses, and sighs, as if he doesn't like what he's about to say.

J.F.K: Due to your...formerly...high status, you will not be put in jail. However, you will be stripped of your rank and postcount, and you will be required to clean out your quarters and surrender all weapons currently in your possetion.

J.F.K lifts up his gavel and his about to strike.

Sandwich: (Lifts head up a bit) Uh...Your Honour?

J.F.K pauses and looks at Sandwich queerly.

J.F.K: Yes...?

Sandwich: Who will be replacing me?

J.F.K: Hm? Oh, ZylonBane. He was suggested by the new admin...

Sandwich: Thank you, Your Honor....

His head slumps back down, and J.F.K raises the gavel. He strikes, and the boom echoes across the interior of the room. He strikes 3 more times as we fade to:

INT. Docking Bay Control Room.

We open to a faint bluish glow everywhere. People are standing about, or sitting in front of random screens. We cut to SKYNETT-011. He puts a finger up to his head.

Skynett: Hello Ganymede. Please state name and reason for visit.

A grainy voice comes over the radio.

Voice: Kalifreth. Business.

Skynett: Roger that, Ganymede, you are cleared to dock in Docking Bay 12.

Voice: Thank you. Ganymede out.

We cut to:

INT. Docking Bay 12. Day.

We see the familiar electrical dis-charge, as a large, sleek ship comes through the window. There is another discharge as the force-field comes back on-line. We cut to inside of the ship. Everything is black, until, suddenly, a shaft of light opens up, revealing the siloughette of a man with cleanly-cut hair. He bends his head down a bit, and puts on a pair of sunglasses. We cut to a front view of the port. A staircase extends, and outsteps the siloughette. He is wearing a large cape, wrapped loosely around his body. A fold of it is covering the bridge of his nose down on his face, and his sunglasses are completely opaque. We cut to a side-view of the first step. A large combat boot steps on it with a loud clang, and we cut to:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: SKYNET-011 on March 09, 2003, 11:40:03 am
Quote
ZylonBane. He was suggested by the new admin...


:shaking:

:lol: Good job, as always! :yes:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Corhellion on March 09, 2003, 12:37:33 pm
its good!

spelt Kalfireths name wrong ;)

just to tell ya.

Keep it up!

Cor
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Turnsky on March 09, 2003, 04:32:22 pm
Nice :nod:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Unknown Target on March 09, 2003, 05:54:34 pm
Any suggestions or comments, critizisms (discluding character inclusions)...?

C'mon, it's pretty fun writing it when I get comments :D
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Unknown Target on March 09, 2003, 06:19:57 pm
Would you guys mind helping me out? I need to know which admins I featured in the last story (I can probably look this up myself, but I'm too lazy :D), and the list of all currently active admins...
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Galemp on March 09, 2003, 10:13:04 pm
I dunno which admins were in there...

But it's simple. Click on Forum Leaders to see the active admins, and I know there's a link to the last thread on one of these pages.

I like the way the story's unfolding. Sandwich, framed?
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Tiara on March 10, 2003, 12:32:25 am
Well, you knw what I want.:wink:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Gortef on March 10, 2003, 07:54:04 am
Ok, this was a "good" new turn, one mystery more to solve. And this time it's quite personal. :)
I hope you can keep this in your hands.
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Dark_4ce on March 10, 2003, 01:59:46 pm
good stuff. :yes:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Windrunner on March 10, 2003, 03:30:41 pm
Quote
Originally posted by Unknown Target
Would you guys mind helping me out? I need to know which admins I featured in the last story (I can probably look this up myself, but I'm too lazy :D), and the list of all currently active admins...


I am one of the more active ones. ;)
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Unknown Target on March 10, 2003, 03:34:43 pm
This is who I have (and remember):

Windrunner

Thorn (Kalifreth)

Shrike

Sandwich

Maeglamor

...did I mention any others in the last one? I think I mentioned Black Ace, but I'm not sure, and possibly Delphina.

Any admins that I mentioned before that are not currently active I'm going to have to kill (sorry guys ;)), because I can't manage anymore admins :(
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Turnsky on March 10, 2003, 03:41:57 pm
ut, Kalfireth was formerly known as Thunder
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Fineus on March 10, 2003, 03:58:18 pm
Um... yes :)
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: SKYNET-011 on March 10, 2003, 04:12:01 pm
Quote
Thorn (Kalifreth)


ROFL! :D
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Corhellion on March 10, 2003, 06:51:05 pm
am I the Only one here who can say his name right?

Say it with me: Kalfireth, Kalfireth, Kalfireth, Kalfireth, Kalfireth

Get it? Got it! Good!

MORE!!! MORE!!! MORE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

plz write some more :)

Cor
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Knight Templar on March 10, 2003, 07:38:10 pm
Kalifartith :D
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: SKYNET-011 on March 10, 2003, 07:46:25 pm
Careful guys, we don't want this closed. :mad2:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Kamikaze on March 11, 2003, 06:46:13 pm
Quote
Originally posted by Unknown Target
This is who I have (and remember):

Windrunner

Thorn (Kalifreth)

Shrike

Sandwich

Maeglamor
....


You also used Griffon UK, Black Ace, Carl and Delphinia.
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Unknown Target on March 12, 2003, 04:53:17 am
K, thnx :yes:
And, darnit, I keep getting Thunder and Thorn mixed up (don't ask)

BTW, no story updates till the weekend, having grade probs in RL.
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Fineus on March 12, 2003, 10:28:16 am
Quote
Originally posted by Unknown Target
And, darnit, I keep getting Thunder and Thorn mixed up (don't ask)

Oh hey it's no problem, I don't mind.

Now, hold still...

(http://www.3dap.com/hlp/hosted/col/files/akira.gif)
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Dark_4ce on March 13, 2003, 07:57:43 am
Damn, if thered be more of you guy here in finland, I could really make this or atleast the first one into a movie! I'm serious. I've been working secretly on my "project" and it progressing in leaps and bounds so much that it would be almost easy to film these scripts word for word. True, would need some more help in rendering and creating digital sets and camera crew, but mostly I would need actors who can speak ENGLISH! There are some here. But many have "the finnish accent"! :shaking:

Also, is there anywhere The whole completed script of the first one you write? I'd like to read it again! You know. See if theres anything I could "possibly" try and film. :D
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Unknown Target on March 13, 2003, 01:31:58 pm
Actually, there is, look on I think the second page of this thread. It's up for download on the 3dap server.

BTW, what do you mean "film" it? Like in real life? We could each send in recordings of our voices...
Just an idea :D
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Nico on March 13, 2003, 02:03:39 pm
Quote
Originally posted by Unknown Target
BTW, what do you mean "film"


shoot it
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Unknown Target on March 13, 2003, 02:25:39 pm
like, with a real gun?! WOW! :D

:p


Next part will probably be up on Friday or Saturday ;)
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Dark_4ce on March 13, 2003, 02:28:41 pm
Yeah. I'd probaly use real actors. But I still think that this would work wonders as an actual animation. With of course our real voices. :D
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: SKYNET-011 on March 13, 2003, 02:33:02 pm
Quote
Originally posted by Dark_4ce
With of course our real voices.


No. :eek:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Dark_4ce on March 13, 2003, 02:39:36 pm
Quote
Originally posted by SKYNET-011


No. :eek:


Or not.
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Unknown Target on March 13, 2003, 02:44:04 pm
I'd do it :D
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Gortef on March 14, 2003, 02:32:44 am
no doubts about it :D
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Dark_4ce on March 17, 2003, 09:12:02 am
I'm cooking up a little something for ya guys! :D Should be probably able to post it tommorow if all goes well. Though I did take a few artistic liberties. So forgive me...
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Unknown Target on March 17, 2003, 11:12:30 am
K, that'll be fun :D

BTW, about the story: Sorry, but no updates for at least 1 week, possibly 2. RL business, family probs, and I'm trying to get a campaign off the ground. I'd plug it here, but I'm too lazy :D
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Dark_4ce on March 18, 2003, 06:59:03 am
Allright boys and girls, here it is. I got a friend of mine to draw some pre-viz pics of some of the more "active" characters in the script. Hope you like em. Or it. There might be more... Just for now, theres this one...
(http://www.dawnkill.com/gallery/misc/hlp.gif)
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Unknown Target on March 18, 2003, 07:48:09 am
Very nice. Tira looks...hrm...good, yea! :D ;7

Anyways, Shrike's cloak needs to be shortened just a tad, probably a little shorter hair. The Hammer of Justice ignites like a lightsaber, remember, so it needs to be lengthened and rounded;)

Kalifreth looks good, although the shirt needs to be a bit looser. Head seems a little square, but that might just be the angle.


Other than those nitpicks, that's great!
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Tiara on March 18, 2003, 07:52:29 am
Quote
Originally posted by Unknown Target
Very nice. Tira looks...hrm...good, yea! :D ;7


*COUGH* Tira?

And a very, very good pic Dark_4ce :D

Hmm... is that what I think it is? Hehehehe.... The Hammer of Justice, The Axe of Justice and the Uber gun of Justice :D In short, the Arsenal of Justice™ :p

Axe of Justice has never been used, but I'm planning on using it soon enough...

*chops off random persons head*
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Unknown Target on March 18, 2003, 08:04:00 am
Silence, knave!

*Waves storyteller hands of justice™ around in the air, and causes Tiara's axe to float towards him*

Me: Now, say your name is Tira, or you'll never get your axe back!

Tiara: Grumbles...

Me: Say it!

Tiara: Fine, my name is now Tira....

Me: Goood....

Tira: Can I have my axe back now?


So, darkage, when's the next one coming up? Oh, BTW, if your friend can help it, try not to color so much in in pencil. We still have to color this ;)
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Dark_4ce on March 18, 2003, 08:48:53 am
He's gonna be doing a "better" one now. This was just some pre-viz he did fast. The next one will have color and stuff. I'll try and tell him about the hammer, but we were trying to figure out how a hammer "ignites", afterwards we just drew it as a good ol' block of stone, though it does look a bit like he's carrying a box. :D

When I saw him draw Tiara first I instantly said "THATS HER!" I'd personally pick that as a logo for her if its possible. :D
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Windrunner on March 18, 2003, 08:52:14 am
Quote
Originally posted by Tiara




*chops off random persons head*


Hmmm, you are a bad bad girl. now give me back your toy before you hurt someone else.

But seriously cool looking pic.

*wonder how i would look like*
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Tiara on March 18, 2003, 09:04:45 am
Quote
Originally posted by Windrunner


Hmmm, you are a bad bad girl. now give me back your toy before you hurt someone else.


Eh, give it back? I made it! Its mione! ALL MINE! :p

The Axe of Justice™ belongs to me! :ha:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Dark_4ce on March 18, 2003, 10:10:07 am
Ok, this is what might happen in the future. Were making a poster of sorts for either an animation or comic strip. More likely a comic strip. So the poster would be sort of cover for it. Anyway, it should be cool and all in color. This'll take a while, but hopefully not to long. The Cover poster should be out end of this week or beggining of next. :D
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Corhellion on March 18, 2003, 08:43:05 pm
DRAW ME!!!!!!!!!

:nervous:

What?...I wanna see what I look like in the story...that's all...

*looks around at people staring at him*

Alright...that does it!

*closes eyes*

*Cor opens his eyes to reveal all red eyes*

*Cor smiles devilishly*

(Deep devil like voice:) All your Base are belong to us *clenches fist in the air* (/deep devil like voice)

*Cor pulls a huge (2x the size of his body: 4 metres) curved Sword from behind his back*

Who was looking at me funny?

*everybody runs away...except Stryke 9*

*Cor speaks Zombish to Styke 9*

*Stryke 9 stumbles back and disappears into the ground*

*cor looks around again*

I thought somebody looked at me...

*cor goes to find someone who looks funny at him*
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Turnsky on March 18, 2003, 10:33:59 pm
Edit: Nevermind, Check next post
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Turnsky on March 18, 2003, 11:41:33 pm
(http://users.bigpond.com/turnsky/images/cor.png)
[Cor: OK, Who's next, huh? who's looking at me!?]

just a quick sketch.. took about 10 minutes
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Corhellion on March 19, 2003, 04:23:05 pm
WHOA! Thnx Turnsky!!!

It's exactly as I pictured me...

Thnx again man!!!

"You looking at me...cause if you are..." *grins evily*

Cor
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Turnsky on March 19, 2003, 04:43:28 pm
*turns back to cor* you're welcome... :wink:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Ulundel on March 19, 2003, 05:14:11 pm
Someone *eyes drawers* put me on the paper. I'd like to see how fellow forumites are imagining me

Oh, and don't forget my pointy ears ;)
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Turnsky on March 19, 2003, 05:24:46 pm
weapon of choice?
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: silverwolf on March 19, 2003, 05:28:58 pm
its a good story so far and it needs more tiara drawings *runs before he gets hit with the great axe of justice*
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Turnsky on March 19, 2003, 05:57:24 pm
cor, i'm doing a photoshop version of that sketch and i need to know one thing, what color hair?
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Ulundel on March 19, 2003, 05:59:03 pm
Quote
Originally posted by Turnsky
weapon of choice?


A shiny elven bow of course :)
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Turnsky on March 19, 2003, 06:02:04 pm
fair enough *starts elderscrolls construction set* i'll have a look at some bows for reference

 if i'm sufficiently pleased with how the sketch turns out, i may just ink it
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Turnsky on March 19, 2003, 06:55:08 pm
(http://users.bigpond.com/turnsky/images/cor2.png)
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: SKYNET-011 on March 19, 2003, 07:10:07 pm
This guy is good:yes:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Unknown Target on March 19, 2003, 07:25:59 pm
Alright, ppl, cool your jets, and don't spam this thread :D

Next part might be up tommorow. Probably not, so don't get your hopes up ;)

Also, silverwolf, this is only the sequel, check out the original ;) :thepimp:

Also, Turnsky: draw me! lol :D
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Turnsky on March 19, 2003, 07:30:18 pm
(http://users.bigpond.com/turnsky/images/ulundel.png)

and ut, i'll need description and weapon..
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Corhellion on March 19, 2003, 07:33:43 pm
*speechless*

My...god...you...rock my friend...:) :cool: :D :eek: ;7 :wink: :nod: :yes: :yes:

That's farking incredible!!!!(got my hair colour too...sorta...it's a dark brown, but that'll do!)

Thnx man!

MORE STORY UT!!!!!

Cor
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Turnsky on March 19, 2003, 07:36:21 pm
:)

*considers drawing shrike w/hammer*

EDIT: I'm drawing a small scene from the story ut has so kindly posted.. more later.........now inking....
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Carl on March 20, 2003, 12:03:22 am
yay! carl eat everything!!!!
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Turnsky on March 20, 2003, 12:13:03 am
(http://users.bigpond.com/turnsky/images/scene.png)
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Knight Templar on March 20, 2003, 12:14:50 am
Heh Turnsky, wanna do a pimped out knight for me? you could give him kickass spikey armour, A huge braodsword with spikes on the end and gold Mr. T chains :thepimp:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Turnsky on March 20, 2003, 12:17:42 am
:wtf:  borade sword? you mean the obligitory bigass sword right?
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Knight Templar on March 20, 2003, 12:35:26 am
err.. typo.

Broad.

EDIT: 114,400th Hard Light Post!:nervous:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Ulundel on March 20, 2003, 02:01:47 am
Quote
Originally posted by Turnsky
(http://users.bigpond.com/turnsky/images/ulundel.png)

and ut, i'll need description and weapon..


Thanks a lot dude. That even looks a bit like me. Sorta...
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Turnsky on March 20, 2003, 05:34:52 am
first attempt at drawing pointy ears dude.... :p
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Ulundel on March 20, 2003, 06:06:07 am
Heheh, could you 'Photoshop' it too?
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Unknown Target on March 20, 2003, 08:08:02 am
...
Could that be moved to the art forum? It's starting to take over this thread ;)

BTW, I want duel desert eagles (in the art forum)
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Dark_4ce on March 20, 2003, 08:21:34 am
uhhm... Sorry I started all of this... :nervous:

Good stuff though. :yes:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Turnsky on March 20, 2003, 03:14:37 pm
yeah, i'll post future ones to the art forum.. as for the last on i did in photo shop, guess which scene that's from? :D

EDIT, KT i'm doing that sketch you requested..
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Turnsky on March 21, 2003, 01:31:39 am
ok this is the last time i'll post off -topic so here we go...

KT, Ulundel, what color is your hair?

now i'll shut up
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Turnsky on March 25, 2003, 12:46:19 am
sooooo, when are we gonna see a update?


BTW, UT your image is ready
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Sheepy on March 25, 2003, 01:44:42 pm
Why am i never in any of this stuff, god damn my low profile no one ever notices me :D

(and Turnsky, if you ever want/get round to drawing me, my weapon of choices a kickass uber long sephiroth style masamune blade :D, and dark blond/brown mohawk, green eyes)

anyways ........










*runs*
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Darkage on March 25, 2003, 03:27:59 pm
Draw me!!:D

In the first story and also in thsi one i use a shiney sword and matrix style stuff:D

/me runs
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Turnsky on March 25, 2003, 03:53:18 pm
comic first guys, OK?
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Sheepy on March 26, 2003, 12:51:41 pm
[size=10][glow=red]NO![/size][/color][/glow]
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: SKYNET-011 on March 26, 2003, 03:01:18 pm
Yes!
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Turnsky on March 26, 2003, 03:26:56 pm
well, it's done so there...
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Carl on March 27, 2003, 09:57:34 am
well i'll go back in time and stop it, so there.
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: SKYNET-011 on March 27, 2003, 01:24:13 pm
Hey UT, can I have an action scene? :nervous:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Sheepy on March 28, 2003, 06:24:31 pm
If your still doing this UT, heres a character refrence for me :D

(http://www.fattonys.com/images/upload/sinistersheep4.jpg)
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Turnsky on March 28, 2003, 07:09:17 pm
sheepy, i'd better quit trying to draw you... and i'll just color that one... what do you Say...

*sigh* spose i'd better do one of myself...

now... fox or human?
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Anaz on March 28, 2003, 08:00:02 pm
Just noticed that on the pic sheepy posted the hand holding the glowing ball's fingers are all jacked up. The finger size is wrong, as they all look the same size...
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Sheepy on March 29, 2003, 05:47:16 am
i said before somewhere it was wrong but i couldnt be arsed changing it :D
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Unknown Target on March 29, 2003, 08:25:25 pm
Damn! It's been awhile folks! I've been off journying...well, mostly playing TDZK (//www.tdzk.com), Faclon 4.0, and Americas Army.

Now, I was looking at some real scripts, and I noticed something. None of them use the verbage I do. When I say that, I mean, all my descriptions of the scene, like "Cut to a three-quarters view behind Skynett" are not supposed to be in the script.
I kinda figured this out before, but I wanted each scene to play a specific way. So, I ask you this question:

Should I keep the current script style, or change it to be like a real movie?


Please weigh the benefits and negatives of each choice. I'll be waiting.

And Dark, what happened to the strip?
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Anaz on March 29, 2003, 08:29:42 pm
keep it the way it is! I like it that way!

besides, the rest of us probably will be confused by the new verbage...
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: silverwolf on March 29, 2003, 09:58:23 pm
keep it the way it is
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: silverwolf on March 29, 2003, 10:10:59 pm
i too play tdzk too it kinda gets addicting huh UT
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Dark_4ce on March 30, 2003, 03:25:05 am
The Strip is "slowly" forming. Its just that we've had a lot of work to do lately "Filming two short movies" and couldn't really put much time into it. But don't worry, it should come someday.

And about you're scripting style, I think that you should actually keep it the way you've been writing them. I know that you heaven't been writing them in 100% proper script fashion, but you're way gives alot more detail and stuff. Usually the proper scripts are followed by storyboards that give the details you give in your writing. So keep on doing what you've always done! :D
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Sheepy on March 30, 2003, 05:32:43 am
updato ...

(http://www.fattonys.com/images/upload/ss3.jpg)

Ok i know im shamlessly plastering this everywhere but i dont care :D
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Turnsky on March 30, 2003, 05:35:17 am
carful sheepy.... too much spam and you risk facing some serious .... consequences...
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Sheepy on March 30, 2003, 05:55:17 am
technically im just trying to get as much covrage and feedback as i can, but so far apart from you no ones seems to care :doubt:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Turnsky on March 30, 2003, 05:56:18 am
hmmm.... much pimpage you will need my young padawan.. :D :thepimp:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Sheepy on March 30, 2003, 06:13:47 am
as much as i can till some one else gives there PoV on it :D
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Dark_4ce on March 30, 2003, 06:54:12 am
I suggest we refrain from posting any pics on this thread that aren't really a part of the sequel script. So that this doesen't degrade into a spam fest. Although its a good pic. :yes:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Sheepy on March 30, 2003, 06:58:57 am
well it was so you knew how to describe me if i ever managed to worm my way into the script which is probably doubtful
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Tiara on March 30, 2003, 09:32:24 am
New story scene:

(http://www.stopstart.fsnet.co.uk/smilie/biggrinshoot.gif)

-------------------------(http://www.stopstart.fsnet.co.uk/smilie/lolup.gif)
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Galemp on March 30, 2003, 12:38:05 pm
:sigh: Are we ever going to contiue this thing, or what?
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: silverwolf on March 30, 2003, 01:16:24 pm
Quote
Originally posted by GalacticEmperor
:sigh: Are we ever going to contiue this thing, or what?

my thoughts exactly
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Unknown Target on April 01, 2003, 10:01:19 am
Sorry, folks. Yet again, I don't think I can complete this.
All story created so far in this thread will be saved for future use.
Probably whenever I get bored and decide to write again.
Then get un-bored and very busy with RL.
Then stop it.
Then get bored.
Wash/rinse/repeat.
In the beggining of the thread I knew this would happen, so I didn't want to get your hopes up, that's why I put that message in.
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: kasperl on April 02, 2003, 09:18:33 am
that better be an april fools joke. :mad2:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Windrunner on April 02, 2003, 10:11:29 am
Quote
Originally posted by Unknown Target
Sorry, folks. Yet again, I don't think I can complete this.
All story created so far in this thread will be saved for future use.
Probably whenever I get bored and decide to write again.
Then get un-bored and very busy with RL.
Then stop it.
Then get bored.
Wash/rinse/repeat.
In the beggining of the thread I knew this would happen, so I didn't want to get your hopes up, that's why I put that message in.


I'll close the thread untill futher notice. If you are not joking UT then PM and i'll open it again.
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Unknown Target on June 28, 2003, 08:20:24 pm
Early 4th of July Present :D

...and I can't wait until all the new guys start bashing me for bumping such an old thread :D

INT. HLP Bar. Day.

A few people, of the sleezy persuasion, are milling about, drinking beer, swapping stories, etc. We move the camera through the crowd, and

see Sandwich, hunched over. There is a large circle of curious onlookers surrounding him. Sandwich takes another slug of beer,

and slams it down on the table.


Sandwich: More.

Bartender: Ye-ye-yes, sir!

Fr3z3r, a big, biker-mob-type guy, approaches Sandiwch.

Fr3z3r: Hey Sandwich. Whatsa matter? Ain't so high and mighty without your hammer, ain't ya?

A smaller guy, behind him, pipes up.

Extra: Hey, Fr3z3r, don't pester him, man, he's an admin, you don't want to piss them off.

Fr3z3r gestures to Sandwich's belt.

Fr3z3r: Ain't an admin no more, small-fry. Ain't that right, Sandiwch?

Sandwich doesn't reply, and takes another slug of beer. Fr3z3r, flustered, grabs him by the shoulder, twirls him around, and lifts him off

the ground by his collar.


Fr3z3r: Hey, punk, want me to punch another mouth into your face?

Sandwhich sighs.

Sandwich: Go ahead...I don't care anymore.

Fr3z3r looks back at the gathered crowd, grinning.

Fr3z3r: I guess I can oblige the gent, boys! Anything for an admin!

A roar of laughter and cheers go up from the assembaly. As Fr3z3r pulls begins to wail on Sandwich, a voice lances through the crowd.

Voice: ENOUGH!

The walls echo with the sound. The cheering stops. Everything is silent, and a section of the crowd parts. Out steps Kalifreth.

Fr3z3r: (Chuckles + turns around) What do you want, punk?

Kalifreth: Let him go...

Fr3z3r: Sure...

He tosses Sandwich, now limp, and covered with bruises, to the ground.

Fr3z3r: But I want you, next, little man.

Kalifreth: As you wish.

Fr3z3r lets loose a barbaric yell, and charges toward Kalifreth, who leaps into the air, and richets off the roof. Fr3z3r, confused,

reaches out to grab him with both hands. Kalifreth rockets in between them, lands on the floor with a soft thud, and swings his leg out under

Fr3z3r. Unable to dodge the leg, Fr3z3r takes a hard fall to the ground. While he's still falling, Kalifreth flips over on his back and

scoots under him, sending his legs into the small of Fr3z3r's back, sending him flying into the cieling. Fr3z3r hits with full force, then

falls back down, unconcious, with blood dripping from his nose and mouth. Kalifreth walks over to Sandwich, and offers him a hand. Sandwich,

amazed at Kalifreth's show of force, grasps it.


Sandwich: You didn't have to do that, you know.

Kalifreth: (Chuckles) Yes, I did.

Sandwich sighs, and they walk out the door, as the entire crowd's eyes follow them through. We cut to:

INT. Cloaked Figure's Quarters. Night.

We start looking at CF, as he his huddled over his computer terminal, quietly tapping away. We pan around to look at his bed. Lying on the

top is his cloak. All we can see of cloaked figure is his glowing red eyes. A knock is heard on the door. He looks quickly at it, then taps a

few commands into his computer console. An image of the area just outside the door appears. Zylonbane is standing patiently. He knocks

again, and the sounds on the door correspond.


CF: Come.

Zylonbane steps inside. He is about to turn on the lights, when he is stopped by CF

CF: Stop! Leave it off.

ZB: But...

CF: You wish to argue?

His eyes grow a bit brighter.

ZB: No...

CF's eyes return to their normal, piercing intensity. Zylonbane sits down in a chair opposite CF.

ZB: How many more are left before we may start?

CF: Patience my child, patience. We must first start to build an army. There are a few remaining, yes, but I have others. Many others.

They will come, in time.

ZB: Don't you think the admins will begin to suspect something?

CF: They will suspect...nothing.

ZB: (Bows) As you say sir.

CF: Good. Then go out, and begin recruiting. I need my....beauty sleep.

ZB stands, bows, and turns away. The door shuts behind him, and CF turns back to his work. We fade to black.
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Turnsky on June 28, 2003, 08:24:45 pm
you had very good reason to bump this thread..

nice stuff BTW:nod:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: DragonClaw on June 28, 2003, 08:44:25 pm
*swings his cloak around and laughs his sinister laugh*

Good stuff :)
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: kasperl on June 29, 2003, 03:43:38 am
are you going to continue writing?

please?

*makes puppy dog face*

please?
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Stryke 9 on June 29, 2003, 04:11:42 am
STILL not enough me! More ME, fool!

*smack*
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: SKYNET-011 on June 29, 2003, 08:13:25 pm
It's back!

Awesome.
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: JC Denton on June 29, 2003, 09:03:26 pm
Funny as always, UT.  Although I'd like to point out that it's Kalfireth... ;)
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Gortef on June 30, 2003, 07:11:35 am
hey that was sweet, good to see this again :)
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Unknown Target on June 30, 2003, 06:21:48 pm
A short one.
Comments appreciated.


INT. Forum Ready Room. Day.

We open to see a mess of equipment, with clothes, guns and ammo strewn

everywere. A bra is hanging off the side of one the lockers, and on top of it

is a chain of ammo. In the middle of the mess is Gortef, with his head

stuck in a locker, throwing stuff out the back.


Gortef: Where is it, where IS IT?!

He stops throwing stuff out, and stoops down a little lower, and picks up

an object inside the locker.


Gortef: Ahhhh....found ya, baby, yea!

Smiling broadly, he turns around, briefly flashing us with the cover of

the special Robotech Edition of Hentai Boy, open at chest-level. He's about

to take a step, when the magazine bumps into a very large, male chest. He

looks up slowly. It's darkage. Gortef smiles even broader, and whips

the magazine behind his back.


Gortef: Uhhh.....darkage! What a surprise! How's that new pulse rifle I gave

you as a get-well present?

darkage:(pause) It was great, I really liked it, thanks.

We cut to a flashback of the gun being brought into darkage's hospital

room. He fondles it, examines it, when he bumps it against the bedpost,

accidentally discharging it into his IV bag. He begins to gasp for breath, as

dozens of nurses rush to his aid. We cut back to darkage.


darkage: (sighs heavily and rolls his eyes) Gortef, there's something I've

been meaning to talk to you about...

Gortef whips out the magazine from behind his back. He points at it with

his other hand, nervously.


Gortef: I swear, I was just curious! Someone slipped it in my locker, you

know, uh, it was, uh, it was Turnsky! Yea, you know how shady that guy is, I swear, it's not mine!

darkage oggles the magazine with a gigantic nude picture of Lisa Haze on it. he shakes himself out of his daze, and turns back to Gortef.

darkage: Uhhh....not that.

Gortef, surprised, looks at his magazine, then at darkage. Then back. He quickly tosses the magazine over his shoulder, and looks back at darkage.

Gortef: Uhhh...ok. What is it, sir?

Pulls Gortef close, and whispers into his ear.

darkage: We need to talk. Without any bugs.

He waves his fingers above him in a circular motion, to indicate the presence of the bugs. Gortef nods silently. we fade to:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Turnsky on June 30, 2003, 06:24:55 pm
:lol: sure, blame the artist:rolleyes: :p

great stuff
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Unknown Target on June 30, 2003, 06:47:10 pm
It IS always your fault :D
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Turnsky on June 30, 2003, 06:56:14 pm
The KGB will get you for this, Comrade:p
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Unknown Target on June 30, 2003, 08:48:24 pm
Must...bump. Hell, I brought this back, YOU WILL READ IT!!! :D
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Turnsky on June 30, 2003, 09:18:34 pm
yes... it is worth bumping...;)
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Gortef on July 01, 2003, 04:50:47 am
Well what can I say... :lol: :lol: :drevil: ;7 :lol:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Darkage on July 01, 2003, 05:38:07 am
:lol: great stuff as always UT!:D
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Shrike on July 01, 2003, 05:43:35 am
Quote
Originally posted by Turnsky
The KGB will get you for this, Comrade:p
The Komputer Graphics Bureau? ;)

FYI, Turnsky's done a version of moi (http://images.deviantart.com/large/indyart/indymisc/Shrike_Warrior_of_Zion_V2.jpg).  And I've done a model of the weapon slung across my back (http://www.3dap.com/hlp/staff/shrike/hook.jpg) there.
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Turnsky on July 01, 2003, 05:47:56 am
Quote
Originally posted by Shrike
The Komputer Graphics Bureau? ;)

:lol:
Something like that... :p


Quote
Originally posted by Shrike
FYI, Turnsky's done a version of moi (http://images.deviantart.com/large/indyart/indymisc/Shrike_Warrior_of_Zion_V2.jpg). And I've done a model of the weapon slung across my back (http://www.3dap.com/hlp/staff/shrike/hook.jpg) there.


Wait till you see KT
:thepimp:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Nico on July 01, 2003, 06:16:39 am
Quote
Originally posted by Shrike
The Komputer Graphics Bureau? ;)

FYI, Turnsky's done a version of moi (http://images.deviantart.com/large/indyart/indymisc/Shrike_Warrior_of_Zion_V2.jpg).  And I've done a model of the weapon slung across my back (http://www.3dap.com/hlp/staff/shrike/hook.jpg) there.


w00t! A very nice power weapon if you ask me ;) ( no saves! warhammer 40000 players will understand what I mean ;) )
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Unknown Target on July 01, 2003, 11:22:31 am
Hey! p1mp your wares elsewhere :D
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Unknown Target on July 02, 2003, 08:21:27 pm
Ta-da! C'mon, say it: You love me :D





INT. Unknown Location. Day.

All is hidden in shadow. A small figure can be seen lying on a bed, in sillghouette, held down by metal restraints. A heartbeet monitor

beeps in the background. The figure sits up a little and looks around. He lays back down on the bed, and wriggles around a bit. He produces

from his sleeve a small, metallic object, holding it up. We cut up to it and the hand, as it moves it's way down and begins to jiggle the

locks loose. He frees one hand, and works on the other, methodically moving from restraint to restraint, until he's completely free. He

stands up, dresses in a large coat, and walks out. We fade to:





INT. Forum Trash Disposal Area. Day

We open to a wide-view mass of machinery and refuse, piled high. Large cranes are chomping into gigantic masses of scrap metal, pieces

falling off as it does so. We move in closer, and zero in on a tight and nervous group, about 20 strong, hiding behind some large machines.

They are nervously looking abou,t trying to see if anyone is watching them. They are talking in hushed, hurried voices.


Voice 1: Where is he?! He should've been here by now!

Voice 2: Does anyone even know who this schmuck is?

Voice 3: I have no ****ing clue, look, it's getting late, people are gonna start getting---

He is interrupted as a trenchcoated figure steps out of the shadows.

Figure: People are going to what? Get suspicious? No one will even have a hint of your being gone.

Voice 1: Oh yea? How can you be so sure?!

Figure: Because...(he steps out of the shadows to reveal...Styxx)...I told them not to.

Voice 3: HOLY ****! HE'S AN ADMIN! RUN!

One of the figures tries to run away, but Styxx reaches out and grabs him by his collar, effortlessly pulling him to the floor with a loud

thud.


Voice 3: Oh ****, oh ****, look man, I thought this was a...a...a meeting for...uhh....PETA!

Styxx throws his head back and laughs loudly.

Styxx: FOOL! Who do you think CALLED this meeting!

A murmur goes up from the assembely.

Styxx: Exactly....Now that I have your...attention....

He lets the man up, who immediatley dusts himself off, and takes his place at the back of the group.

Stxx:...I can begin the assembely. As you all know, we have a new admin.

A chorus of nods and grunts go up.

Stxx: However, what you do not know is what exactly he's doing here.

Voice 2: Ain't he just a normal admin?

Styxx shoots him a look. The man shuts up immediatley, and cowers behind a taller man, who looks down and sighs.

Stxx: Yes and no, my friend, yes and no. For, you see, he...distastes the current rule of this forum. He wishes for it to become what

it truly should be: a forum to be ruled with an iron fist! A staging platform, for the eventual takeover of the Relic Bulletin Board, the

Volitionwatch Board, all those who celebrate freedom of speech shall be returned to their place! The forums of the world will fall to our

mighty power! Once the incredible weapons of this forum are under his control! This, my friends, IS THE PLAN! NO ONE SHALL OPPOSE US!

A cheer goes up from the crowd, from all except one. A smallish figure in stature, covered with a large cloak, face hidden in shadow, he

hurridly turns away. We follow him with the camera, as he moves away quickly and quietly farther and farther from the group.. Suddenly, he

bumps into the barrel-sized chest of a larger forum member. He grabs the smaller member by the shoulders, and leads him back to Stxx.


Styxx: Well, well, well! What do we have here?

Big Member: A spy, sir. I caught him trying to flee.

Small Figure: No! I wasn't! I was merely trying to spread the word of these great findings to other loyalists! I wish only to serve the great

one, sir!

Stxx: Well, let's just see who you are, then.

He reaches out, and the figure pulls away a little distance, but then cooperates. As Stxx pulls back the hood, he is revealed to

be....Tiara.


Stxx: Hmph. I guess that brain-chip really did rewire you. But how do I know I can trust you?

Tiara reaches down into her cloak, and withdraws a small communicator, with a large, flashing red button, covered with a thick piece of

glass.


Tiara: One press of this button, and thirty armed thugs and several admins will come running.

She tosses it on the ground, and pulls out a pistol. She fires it at the communicator, blasting it to pieces. She holds the gun up, and

blows across the barrel, smiling sexily at Styxx.


Tiara: Does that ease your fears, hon?

Styxx: (Catches the hint) Yesss...I will arrange for an immediate pardon for you from the hospital wing. Go now, before they realise you're

gone.

Tiara winks and walks off towards the door. We cut back to Stxx, a faint smile curling up at the corners of his lips. We fade to black
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Turnsky on July 02, 2003, 08:44:30 pm
great, like it....
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Anaz on July 02, 2003, 08:48:46 pm
THE PLAN FINALLY REVEALED! :eek2: :eek2: :eek2:

I like.
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Corhellion on July 02, 2003, 09:26:42 pm
Indeed...I like aswell!

Can I make another appearance...again?

Cor
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Unknown Target on July 03, 2003, 06:07:30 am
didn't I kill you? ;) :D


*bump, for all those who didn't read the new part yet*
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: kasperl on July 03, 2003, 07:49:12 am
shouldn't i notice that Tiara is gone?

and honestly, if any admin would start a revolution, it should be comrade Shrike, not Styxx.

no offence, to none of you.
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Dark_4ce on July 03, 2003, 10:12:57 am
Heh! :yes: Great this has started up again! Good stuff. :D
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Styxx on July 03, 2003, 10:24:17 am
Hey, I'm in there! Fun stuff. :D
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Nico on July 03, 2003, 10:32:47 am
bah, that's probably not the real you :p( that or you have a Chip™, and you're a loser :D )
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Unknown Target on July 03, 2003, 11:02:35 am
EDIT: Bah, I spoiled something, N/M ;)
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Styxx on July 03, 2003, 11:23:24 am
Quote
Originally posted by Venom
bah, that's probably not the real you :p( that or you have a Chip™, and you're a loser :D )


The thing is, I'll be taking over everything in the end. ;)
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: phreak on July 03, 2003, 12:29:58 pm
you should have the SCP develop new stuff to save the day ;):thepimp:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: neo_hermes on July 04, 2003, 02:00:29 am
good stuff UT
:nod:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Galemp on July 04, 2003, 11:02:41 am
*waits patiently for the revelation of the Cloaked Figure's identity*
*waits patiently for his inclusion in the story*
*waits patiently for the two to coincide*
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Unknown Target on July 07, 2003, 03:51:51 pm
Just a quick question for all of you: anyone know how long this is (in pages)?

BTW, admins, personally, the **** filter is really annoying for this thread ;)
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Unknown Target on July 08, 2003, 09:48:49 pm
Here you go guys, kinda longish if I do say so myself. Plus, as promised, Flaser+ Stunaep: you guys are in ;)

EDIT: I decided to rename the first one to Hard Light, and this one will be Hard Light 2: Storms.

INT. Random Machinery Corridor. Night.

We fade from black, bairly any time has passed, and we open to a long and

dark corridor. Our view is partially obscured by some pipes. Two figures are

standing in a cloud of fog, exhumed from the pipes, talking in hushed,

whispered voices. A rat scurries past our view. We cut to a fish-eye view

above the two people. From their voices, we can tell they are Gortef

and darkage. We raise their voices a bit so we can hear them.


Gortef: So, darkage, what are we doing here???

darkage: Look, man, I think something's going on. Sandwich killing somebody.

I mean, he does it a LOT, but never unnecessarily. Max didn't do anything to

deserve that, and that's what bugs me.

Gortef: You're just paranoid...

darkage: Am I? Look at it this way: Ever since that new admin got here,

Tiara's gone nuts, Sandwich gets disbanded, Zeronet, a suspected fellon, gets

put in the admin slot to replace him, and the security cameras are starting

to pick up small, mysterious gatherings of people...

Gortef: Like us?

darkage: I'm serious! This doesn't smell right, I mean it.

Gortef: (Sighs) Look, there is NOTHING wro--

He is interuppted by a calm, soft and yet commanding voice. We snap
down to a behind-the-back view of the two. An eirie figure emerges from the

gloom. He stays perfectly still, making no movements.


Voice: There is something most definately wrong, my old friend Gortef.

Something is most definately wrong indeed.

Gortef: (stunned, turns to look at darkage) You invite him?

darkage: (Flabbergasted) No--no! I didn't! Who are you?

Voice: I am from a time before...

The figure dissapates. Gortef and darkage turn to look at one another.

Suddenly, the voice comes from the other end of the corridor.


Voice: I was once quite popular here, if I remember correctly.

darkage and Gortef whirl around quickly to face the voice. We shift camera

views accordingly.


Gortef: Alright, enough with this. Who the **** are you, why are you here,

and what interest do you have in the forums here?

Voice: I am...a wanderer. That will suffice for now. However, as I speak, the

enemy's iron grip grows ever stronger. It will not be long now before we must

bow before him, unless we do something to stop him! I already have my most

trusted men in position, and they are recruiting as many forum regulers as

they can, but the lurkers and n00bs are far outpacings us. Even the Board

Defence Force is compromised.

darkage gasps with surprise, and Gortef takes a step back, in shock.

darkage: How do we know what you say is true?

Wanderer: You must simply...believe.

darkage: (Sighs grudgingly) Alright, then, what do you want US to do?

Wanderer: One of the admins has recently signed a Get-Out-of-Jail-Free order

for Tiara. She's being let loose, and we need someone to...look after her.

darkage: But won't the other's be watching her...?

Gortef finally speaks up, and by the tone of his voice, we can tell that

he finally accepts the wanderer's speech as the truth.


Gortef: Don't you get it? The ADMIN'S are the one's who set her free. At

least one of them, we don't know who to trust anymore.

Wanderer: I do. Through my sources, I believe the last two admins that have

not come in contact with the enemy are Black Ace and Shrike. We must reach

them as soon as possible, before they can be converted.

Gortef: No way. Not Shrike. I don't know about Black Ace, but Shrike will NOT

turn.

Wanderer: Perhaps it would be best if he did, if we cannot reach him in

time...

darkage: What do you mean?

Wanderer: The Enemy will not allow any admins that they have not converted to

simply be killed. They would imprison his mind, his very essence, and

constantly feed him pain, turning his own nerves against him. They can do

this for quite some time, given today's life-extension technology. Almost 150

years, I believe.

darkage: No!

Wanderer: Yes. Therefore, we must hurry...

All three begin to run down the corridor, and we cut to:

INT. Admin Control Room. Night.

We open to see Shrike, head in hands, papers scattered all over the

place. He's mumbling indistinctly to himself, when a door opens and in-steps

Flaser.


Flaser: Hello, sir. Need any help with anything?

Shrike mumbles something indistinct. Flaser chuckles.

Flaser: Well, night sir, don't let the bed bugs bite.

As he's turning to leave, he stops, and listens intently. A faint electric

motor can be heard winding up, going faster and faster.


Flaser: Sir?

Shrike takes his head out of his hands, and looks up, obviously hearing

the sound, too. He and Flaser take a step to the door. We are looking at them

face-on with the camera. The whirring gets louder and louder, then suddenly

stops. We cut to a close-up of Flaser's eye. It goes wide with realization.He

leaps to the ground, grabbing Shrike by the collar and dragging him down.


Flaser: SIR, GET DOWN!

An explosion blows the door off it's bearings, sending it flying into the

opposite wall, punching a gaping hole into it. Sniper lasers whirl around in

the thick smoke. Flaser pulls out a large pistol. They duck behind an

overturned filing cabinet, as the bullets begin to fly past.


Flaser: Go, sir! Through the admin tunnels! I'll get to you when I can.

Shrike: (Fully Awake now) Right. Cover me!

Flaser: (With satisfaction) Yes, sir...

We cut back to a frontal view of the cabinet. Shrike gives Flaser a

friendly pat on the back, and Flaser turns back to the fight. He begins to

fire off randomely, at targets we can't see. Shrike stealthily moves

backwards, and lifts up a trap door. He slides in, and gestures for Flaser to

follow him. we cut to an inside view, from inside the trap door tunnel.

Flaser runs up, head down, as more bullets fly past. He ducks inside, and

Shrike closes the door. White-hued lights flicker on. A long shaft, with

lights at regular intervals and pipes lining the entire wall appears out of

the gloom. Shrike turns to his right and finds a small blowtorch inside a

glass case, marked EMERGENCY ONLY. Smashing it with his elbow, he pulls it

out and ignites it, sealing the entrance to the tunnel. As they begin to move

down the ladder, slowly, and we fade to black.



INT. Hard Light. Day.

It's the next day. All over all the monitors is a repiort on the attack

from last night.


Monitor:...authorities have been quick to indicate darkage and Gortef as the

leaders in the attack, using their power as Forum Defense Force commanders to

make up an assasination squad to kill Shrike. Eishtmo, the new FDF commander,

is optomistic about catching them soon.

We cut to a clip of Eishtmo talking, and we slowly move the camera down

into the crowd. Three cloaked figures are moving slowly about, picking their

way through. One of them looks up at the monitor. It is Gortef.


Gortef: ****ing moron...boy, if I had my way, he'd be gulping down space dust

right now...

Cloaked Figure 2 (darkage): Shut up! We don't want anyone knowing who we are,

remember?!

Gortef: Hmph.

The lead figure, Wanderer stops suddenly, and the other two plow

into him


darkage: (Rubbing head) Hey!

Wanderer: Silence. We are being followed.

darkage (not turning around): Where?

Wanderer: Seven o' clock, five people down. Business suit, shades, tie,

briefcase, probably contains a weapon. I suspect an automatic assault weapon,

and some extra clips.

Gortef:  What? It's only eleven o' clock!

darkage: That joke is SO overused.

Gortef: Hey, I try.

Wanderer: Hurry!

They begin to walk briskly, but the man in the suit begins to close on

them. They hurry their step, then suddenly duck into a dark corridor. The man

follows them in to find...nothing. Slowly, we pull the camera up, and Gortef,

Wanderer, and darkage are all doing a wall split, Sam-Fisher style, above

him. Suddenly, Gortef drops down silently, clubbing the man and knocking him

out. we cut to black as soon as this transpires.


INT. Unknown Location. Day.

We fade from black. Stunaep (the hitman from the previous scene), is

sitting on a chair. A light is swinging above him, casting a pool of light

around him. All is black beyond. The camera is fixed in front of his beat-up,

sweaty face. He's staring up, straight at the light, and his hands are bound

behind him.


Voice: (From the darkness, with a faint echo) Hello.

Stunaep: (Head lolls towards the voice) What you want, ****er?

Voice: Since you asked so politely, I'll just come out and say it. I want to

know who the **** sent you?

Stunaep: And why would I tell you?

Voice: Torture? Deprivation?

Stunaep: I'm a hitman. I'm trained to withstand torture. Besides, you

don't have the time. You're on the lamb, remeber?

The voice doesn't answer for a few seconds. Stunaep chuckles.

Stunaep: Plus....

He drops a little gadget from his hands onto the floor.

Stunaep: This little homing device should cut your...vacation pretty damn

short.

Voice: ****! GO, GUYS, GO! GET THE **** OUT OF HERE!

They run out of the room through a hidden door, closing it behind them

seconds before a door on the opposite side of the room bursts open. The

troops (Wearing FDF uniforms) secure the area, and the commander frees

Stunaep.


Commander: You alright, sir?

Stunaep: Orange juice. Get me a ****ing orange juice.

Commander: (salutes) Sir!

He turns away, and we fade to:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Turnsky on July 08, 2003, 09:53:50 pm
nice:nod: :yes:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: StratComm on July 08, 2003, 10:00:07 pm
Great as always!!!

I'd love to get in one sometime, but hey, as long as they keep coming!
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: JC Denton on July 09, 2003, 12:07:22 am
Quote
Originally posted by StrattComm:

Great as always!!

Yeah, what he said. :D

Quote
I'd love to get in on one sometime, but hey, as long as they keep coming!

Also what he said. :p  *ponders how a Vasudan secret agent would fit in*
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Goober5000 on July 09, 2003, 12:32:41 am
Heh.  I wonder if Wanderer is Setekh.
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Kamikaze on July 09, 2003, 12:41:07 am
*hints very subtle-like at involving the Nodewar team in some way*

*hints very subtle-like at an inter-community war/alliance/intrigue/whatever*

*in a very subtle way indicates he is very subtle*

*agrees with Stratcomm in a very subtle manner*

*smiles in a subtle way ;) ;)*
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Turnsky on July 09, 2003, 12:45:21 am
*sits in the shadows, quietly drawing*

*curses the lack of decent light*

*goes off to secret bunker*;)
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Darkage on July 09, 2003, 02:02:50 am
:lol: great stuff UT!:D

But wasn't i a general?:D
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: kasperl on July 09, 2003, 03:39:21 am
great! if you an involve my character with Darkage and Gortef somehow, great, but not necessary. but if you could the other forums somehow, that would be fantastic.
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Turnsky on July 09, 2003, 03:42:30 am
Damn UT, i must say again this stuff is nice..:nod:

if you include me, i might tell you what i intend for your character(it's good believe me)
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Dark_4ce on July 09, 2003, 04:45:47 am
Great stuff as usual. :yes: :D

Will I ever make a return cameo?;)

Aanyway, great stuff! I looking forward to this as a giant txt file. :D
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Gortef on July 10, 2003, 06:02:47 am
That was really enjoyable to read. Not because I played a role in it but in general the plot is really getting thicker and thicker :nod:

Really amazing story again ^_^
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Stunaep on July 11, 2003, 12:02:02 pm
This keeps getting better, now that I'm in. I'll probably be killed off at the end, but what the heck
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Unknown Target on July 12, 2003, 05:25:26 pm
Sheesh, I don't put a new section in for 2 days and it gets bumped to the second page.

*Bump*
Give me a break, here, guys :D :rolleyes:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: kasperl on July 13, 2003, 06:08:36 am
re-sticky?
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: neo_hermes on July 13, 2003, 08:12:58 am
bumpification
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Nico on July 13, 2003, 09:15:28 am
I miss me :p
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Unknown Target on July 13, 2003, 01:07:10 pm
Damn, venom, you're right. I completely forgot where I left off with you. Could you please tell me?

BTW, I'm gonna be writing up a storyline for the Freespace Upgrade project, so please don't bug me about writing another section :D :P
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Nico on July 13, 2003, 03:01:23 pm
Quote
Originally posted by Unknown Target
Damn, venom, you're right. I completely forgot where I left off with you. Could you please tell me?

BTW, I'm gonna be writing up a storyline for the Freespace Upgrade project, so please don't bug me about writing another section :D :P


her... last time we heard of me, I think kazan fond me having some "fun stuff", so he brought be to the hospital or something. on the way, we hear about a guy gone crazy coz he found a big gun ( don't remember who ) and we  ( me and kazan ) kick is poor ass. and I think that's it.
"Venom is disapointed to be just "high" when he thought he could have been something cooler" :p
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Unknown Target on July 14, 2003, 04:38:56 pm
Turnsky, tellmetellmetellme! :D

Anyways, I didn't like this one too much. I was tired, and didn't want to write it later, so this is just setting up for the next part(s).


Borealis: Were quite....close. Weren't we, Sandwich?

Sandwich is obviously miffed at something, although we don't know what.

Sandwich: Yes...I have many questions, but the one I would most like to know the answer to most is; why are you hear?

Bor grabs the two of them, and huddles them close together.

Borealis: I've been seeing what's been going on, lately. I just a recieved a message from Shrike, he wants to meet with us. 24-hundred.

Tonight.

Sandwich: Bu...what?

Borealis: Can't chat, I gotta go, before they miss me.

She gets up to go, and starts to run out.

Sandwich: Wait!

She can't hear him, and continues on, trying to catch up with her patrol. Kalfereth steps up to Sandwich, to stand beside him. He turns

and gives him a puzzled look.


Sandwich: (Sighs) Don't give me that look. I won't answer you. Anyways, it's almost time for the meeting, we'd better get moving.

Kalfereth chuckles, and they begin to walk out of the alley cautiously. We cut to:

INT. Abandoned Living Quarters. Night.

We open to see a large, beat-up room, with a bed and a busted TV sitting in opposite corners. Gortef is laying on the bed,

darkage on the floor, and Wanderer is doing gaurd duty. Suddenly, there is a knock on the door. A three snap to attention, and

slowly take positions up around the door. The door opens slowly. The three get ready to attack, when a large, trenchoated figure leaps into

the room, rolls, and stands upright behind them. It is Ulundel.


Gortef: What the ****...?

Ulundel: Hurry! It gets late! Shrike has called a meeting, and the enemy's forces are closing on this position!

The three exchange puzzled looks.

darkage: Excuse me...what?

Ulundel: You must trust me! We have to get out of here!

Shouting is heard from outside. Wanderer rushes to the window, and peeks out. He motions for the others to come, and they comply.

Ulundel stays.


Ulundel: You see? Now, will you come, or not?

darkage turns to Wanderer and Gortef.

darkage: (Whispers) Well, it's either certain death with them, or less-than-certain death with him.

Wanderer: (Also Whispering) I concur.

Gortef: (Whispered) Well, it's settled then. We're going with him.

Gortef turns around to face Ulundel.

Gortef: Well, then, I guess we've decided to go with you. Now, where is this meeting you've been talking about?

Ulundel: Follow me....

As he wheels around to step out the door, the other three follow him quickly, and we fade to black.
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Darkage on July 14, 2003, 05:33:24 pm
:lol: Great as always UT:D
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Singh on July 14, 2003, 08:39:11 pm
wow!
this is nice work- enjoyed reading it thourougly. :D

Can I be in this as well? Preferably as someone who Doesnt die :p
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Tiara on July 15, 2003, 05:30:30 am
:D:yes::D:yes::D:yes::D:yes::D:yes:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Gortef on July 16, 2003, 05:01:49 am
well I can see how you didn't like this as much as the other parts, it's good but it misses something you usually have in your stories. But at least it sets up the next scene I think :)

Good job nevertheless
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Unknown Target on July 18, 2003, 05:57:41 am
bvump
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Unknown Target on November 10, 2003, 02:03:46 pm
I'M ****ING BORED!!!!!!!!!!!!!

INT. Unknown Room. Night.

It's a dark and dingy room, with a single table in the center. A light hangs above it, swaying slowly in some invisible breeze. The procession files in. They have no idea what to do, so they stand around, looking at each other in silent confusion. Suddenly, a voice from the head of the table speaks up.

Voice: Sit.

They do as they are told. The figure leans forward, revealing himself to be SHRIKE..

Shrike: You doubtlessly have no idea why you're here.

A general murmer of agreement goes through the assembally.

Shrike: As you may or may not have noticed, there have been certain...happenings, going on lately. Sandwich's dismissal, the attacks upon certain persons, and the changing of managements, up in the higher echelons of our leaders.

Nods go around.

Shrike: We have recieved...information from one of our spies, implanted inside the enemy, that someone, some...thing is planning to take over the forum, and use it for his/her/it's nefarious deeds. The only problem is...

He sits back, so his face is once more covered by shadow.

Shrike: We have no idea what that is.

A restless murmer goes through the crowd, until, finally, GORTEF has the courage to speak up.

Gortef: What's this have to do with us? We can't do anything about it. From what I see (he looks around the room), we barely have enough people to build an espresso machine, let alone fight a war.

A faint chuckle is heard from SHRIKE.

Shrike: Perhaps you're right...

A puzzled look comes over GORTEF. Obviously, this wasn't the answer he was expecting.

Gortef: But...huh?

Shrike: (Leans forward again) We can't fight them alone, however, I know some people who can help us...

We cut to:

INT. RELIC FORUMS GENERAL DISCUSSION. DAY.

We are in a large room, very much different from the HLP main lobby. Everything is neat and orderly, and a few younger members can be seen sweeping some dirt on the floor. BLUEVORLORN is standing in the center of the room. He looks down at his watch.

BV: 5....4....3....2...

A loud bell rings.

BV: 1....

A huge crowd rushes into the room. Newbies are flung over chairs, sodas are knocked onto the floors, the room is in a state of complete pandamonium.

BV: (Smiles) I love this job...

He begins to pace away into a side corridor, when someone starts calling out his name. It's SQUIDDNA.

Squid: Blue! Hey, blue!

BLUEVORLORN turns slowly, purposefully around.

BV: Yes?

Squid: Got a message from you. It's from Shrike! You know, the guy over at HLP?

Blue looks puzzled for a moment, but a warm look of understanding comes over his face. He smiles again.

BV: Shrike! Wow, I haven't talked to him in awhile! You have a printout of the message?

Squid: Here ya go.

He hands him a pristine sheet of paper. BLUEVORLORN looks it over for a couple seconds. The smile vanishes.[/b]

BV: Call an admin meeting. Now.

Squid: Bad news, sir?

BV: Just do it!

Squid looks stunned. He salutes.

Squid: yes, sir!

Squid salutes and wheels around. We cut to:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Darkage on November 10, 2003, 03:36:54 pm
I love you.
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: TrashMan on November 10, 2003, 05:10:14 pm
Cool stuff! You mentione like allmost every forum member....

Keep at it!
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: TrashMan on November 10, 2003, 05:32:42 pm
Quote
Originally posted by Dark_4ce
Allright boys and girls, here it is. I got a friend of mine to draw some pre-viz pics of some of the more "active" characters in the script. Hope you like em. Or it. There might be more... Just for now, theres this one...
(http://www.dawnkill.com/gallery/misc/hlp.gif)


Who drew this?

Nice stile. Very good shading, alltough I personally smudge it with my finger - looks better that way...

DO ME (in the stroy!)!;7
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: StratComm on November 10, 2003, 05:35:41 pm
IT'S BACK!!!  Long time, no see, but it's good to have this up in the active threads again.  "We, the people of Hard Light Productions, want more!"
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: TrashMan on November 10, 2003, 05:45:40 pm
Say, if you do me, try to me right...like on the RPG thread... I have a pic of how I should look, but I can't post it now...

Anyway, a paladin in a futuristic silvery white full-plate mail looking like armour with a white glowing two-handed warsword, a Automag V (the most powerfull pistol in existance) in a holster and a minigun on his back.  Allso ,a white or blue cloack...

Turnsky - take note!
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: demon442 on November 10, 2003, 11:19:49 pm
Its great as always, but incorperating characters from completely different BB's is not a good idea.  Unless they will serve as grunts, the whole "Hey, I know that guy" feel will be lost.  And, might I state, the first movie's success was reliant upon that feeling.
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Shrike on November 10, 2003, 11:54:38 pm
It's an imposter Shrike!  If it was the real me I'd be getting people from Spacebattles.  :drevil:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Turnsky on November 11, 2003, 12:28:52 am
The Real Shrike (http://users.bigpond.net.au/turnsky/images/shrike.jpg)
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Gortef on November 11, 2003, 03:39:05 am
Yay! UT! This is fantastic, I hope you get more bored in the future aswell (in all good means I mean) :p
Title: JUST FOR FUN
Post by: TrashMan on November 11, 2003, 04:19:44 am
I wanted to try and have a go at it...
This is only for fun - it's not official (well, unless UT says it is!)
-----------------------------------------------

Older HLP Sector. Night

A old hangar bay with allmost no lightning at all. Several corridors lead into this vast room. A dark figure slowly walks into the room.

Another figure steps out from the shadow, in full armour and armed to the teeth..


TrashMan: (grips his Automag tightly) So, traitor... where do you think you're going?

Shrike: (Quite surprised)What?

TrashMan: You think you can kill Max and get away with it?

Shrike: What!? I didn't kill nobody!

TrashMan: Then where the hell is Max?

Shrike: I don't know. He's probably flying around somewhere! you know how Max is...

TrashMan: The crime was properly reported....

Shrike: That's impossible! Someone's setting me up!

TrashMan: (relaxes his grip) I would like to belive you... But the security of HLP is at risk here...Do you have any proof?

Shrike: (shrugs) No...No, I dont..., but..

camera pans around to look at Shrike from front. The room is so badly lit that one can se only shilouettes. Behinfd Shrike's shouldfer we see a knife flying towards him. The knife passes only inches from his shouder and conitinues on. The camare centers on the knife and pans again.. Now we look at Shrike from behind.. The knife is headed for TrashMan, but he blocks is with his armoured gauntlet..

TrashMan: (aims at Shrike)Traitorous cur!

Shrike: No! Wait!

A shot is fired. Shrike jumps to theside and rolls over to a big pillar

Shrike: Wait!

TrashMan: No mercy for the enemys of HLP!

Shots are fired again. Shrike jumps to the side again. The bullets hit the pillar leaving several head-sized holes. Shrike pulls his HLP Hammer of Justice out.

Shrike: Fine! You leave me no other choice!

TrashMan: (pulls out his Holy Avenger sword)So be it!

The both combantants lung at each other, their weapons filling the area around them with green and white glows..

Shrike throws his hammer at TrashMan, who throws himself on his back to avoid it. Shrike jumps in the air, his hammer returining to his hand  and grabs it with both hand. He comes down and swings it hard, but TrashMan rolls over to the side and swings his sword with one hand. Shrike rolls forward evading the blow. Both stand up and go at eachother again. As their weapons strike eachother in a flash of light we can see a dark figure observing the batle..


Shrike: Good...but not good enough....

TrashMan: (grinds his teeth) We shall se!

the camera pans so we can see over TrashMans shoulder. Another knife leaps out of the dark at TrashMans head. The weapons lock is broken  and as the combantants move, the knife misses it's mark and hits TrashMans shoulder, bouncing off the shoulder plate....TrashMan wheels around  but can se nothing in the darkness. As he turns back to Shrike, the campera zooms out a bit and we can see Shrike's hammer flying home. It hits TrashMan in the chest and sends him flying. In the flash Shrike sees a shadowy figure running away in the corridor. He stars running after it, but stops and looks back. He sees TrashMan stirring on the gruond, lets out a sigh of releaf and runs into the corridor....

Fade out..
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Shrike on November 11, 2003, 04:22:53 am
I don't think you're allowed to put yourself in the stories. ;)
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: TrashMan on November 11, 2003, 04:23:56 am
It' just for fun..and it's not official..And you kick my ass in the stroy, so what's the problem?:D

SDIT: You location...the proper spelling would be - "Prestani me jebat u mozak šupèino!"

I didn't understand the last word..so I just put asshole instead..
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Shrike on November 11, 2003, 04:32:24 am
It's supposed to be 'why are you ****ing my brain with all your questions?!'
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: TrashMan on November 11, 2003, 04:34:28 am
In that case - "Šta me jebeš u mozak svojin pitanjima?!"
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Gloriano on November 11, 2003, 05:05:11 am
nice again UT:yes:

Gloriano: but's his katanas down and walks back to darkness waiting his time to come (camera fades
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Unknown Target on November 11, 2003, 12:59:51 pm
Lol, thanks all :)
I don't know when I can post up the new story :( My brain's fried right now, but I might have a rain day tommorow! So that means all day doing nothing 'cept studying and writing! :D

EDIT: Nice job, Trashman, but you're not allowed to put yourself in :)

I know, it sucks, hehe.
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Darkage on November 11, 2003, 01:13:24 pm
Hey Turnsky can you draw me? i was prety active in the first HLP story:D I remember i did matrix style moves with me polished sword:D

And i just like your drawings:D
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Dark_4ce on November 11, 2003, 01:25:29 pm
WEEE!!! ITS BACK AGAIN!!! :D :yes:

Are you ever going to edit this all into one file? That would be fun to read. :D
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: neo_hermes on November 11, 2003, 01:29:44 pm
:eek: :D
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Unknown Target on November 11, 2003, 01:45:12 pm
Done and done.

I HIGHLY recomend reading this. It's hard to remember all the characters, and this helps ;)

(Hell, I need it too. It's been so long, I forgot most of them).

Coming in at a measly 44 pages thus far, here you go (right click/save-as):

EDIT: Removed, because some of the stuff has been put in incorrectly. I'll fix it when I get home.
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Dark_4ce on November 11, 2003, 01:53:32 pm
WHEEE!!!!

*Gets teary eyes.*

This'll be good. And 44 pages aint bad dude. Rather read something short and exiting than long and dull!
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: neo_hermes on November 11, 2003, 11:07:33 pm
bump
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Singh on November 12, 2003, 02:36:19 am
nice work UT :D

Don't forget me tho :p

(put me as someone who lives preferably :p)
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Turnsky on November 12, 2003, 03:08:35 am
Name : Turnsky
Age : 22
Height: 6' 2"
Profession: freelance artist
Weapon of choice: mechanical pencil...

(sorry, had to put that there, if you're considering putting little old me in there.. ;) )
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: TrashMan on November 12, 2003, 04:38:34 am
Quote
Originally posted by Unknown Target
Lol, thanks all :)
I don't know when I can post up the new story :( My brain's fried right now, but I might have a rain day tommorow! So that means all day doing nothing 'cept studying and writing! :D

EDIT: Nice job, Trashman, but you're not allowed to put yourself in :)

I know, it sucks, hehe.



O.k.- then you put me in....:D
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Singh on November 12, 2003, 04:56:18 am
hmmmmm.....
I just remembered you forgot to include one very important member of the forum.
This member is the integral part of the forum, one of it's creators and has been around since freespace began.

Without this member, HLP would never have been born, the SCP would never have existed and in some way, all the people here would have Real Lives rather than devoting them to FRED and the modding of Freespace 2.

What member am I talking about? You should know the person, everyone does and does so well, as Everyone can relate to the member's experiences.

The member is.....

Spoiler:

Alpha 1
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: TrashMan on November 12, 2003, 05:01:08 am
*Looks in the mirror*
Hey, there he is!
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Singh on November 12, 2003, 05:14:01 am
Quote
Originally posted by TrashMan
*Looks in the mirror*
Hey, there he is!


You wish :p
No seriously, you don't want to be Alpha 1 :nervous:
Why? Because Alpha 1 is played at least 1 million times everyday by crazy fanatics that refuse to let Freespace 2 die and Alpha 1 is refused all rest. :nervous:
I for one do not want to meet him/her/it, especially after some of the crappy performances in the FS2 campaign.
:nervous: :shaking:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: TrashMan on November 12, 2003, 05:18:02 am
You're right...I'm not Alpha 1....

NOTE: I just spoted a glitch in what I wrote.... (Sandwich,not Shrike was reported for kiling Max..) ugh.... let's just say someone tricked Trashy into beliving Shrike did it.....someone eeeeeeeeeevill.....more conspiracy...

Say, this would make room for a nice scene where admins discuss if Shrike/Sanwich is really a traitor...you might wanna use that UT....
I must admit, this story of your is sure getting interesting...
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Tiara on November 12, 2003, 05:27:46 am
Quote
(http://www.dawnkill.com/gallery/misc/hlp.gif)
It actually looks like me :D
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: TrashMan on November 12, 2003, 06:28:43 am
Argh...I'm really bored...
DON'THATE ME!!!!!!(I have time on my hands)

-------------------------------------------------

HLP Medical Bay. Day

We see a large medical bay full of beds and patients. Doctors run around tending to them.The main door open and Windrunner and Venom walk in..

Windrunner: Well Doc, how is he?

Doc: (points to a room full of patients) Who?

Venom: The new arrival...

Doc: (smiles) Oh, him!Follow me, please...

They move in a secluded room. A beat-up figure is tided down in the hospital bed. In the corner of the room we can see his armour and weapons... He turns towards the door...

TrashMan: (surprised) Sir!

Windrunner: (narrows his eyes) Well Doc?

Doc: He has a few broken ribs and some bruises, nothing serious. He was lucky he had that armour....We'll have him walking around in no time!

Windrunner: (angry) Why on Earth did you attack Shrike?! Have you lost your mind?

TrashMan: (confused) I don't understand Sir... Don't you know he's been acussed of killing Max?

Venom: Where didyou get that from!?

TrashMan: I was in my quarters browsing around the HLP InfoNetwork when the HLP Crime Computer reported a Crime..

Windrunner: (grabs his chin) Impossible.. I haven't recived any such notice...

Venom: We can easily check!

Venom pulls out his pocket PAD. After looking at it for a minute or two he shakes his head..

Venom: Nothing here...Sandwich is the one acussed of a crime. Shrike is clean...

Trasman:But...I don't understand.. It was there... it was veryfied...

Windrunner: Tell me everyting that happend!

After Heraing TrashMans report Windruner and Venom movetothe corner ofthe room..

Windrunner:Well...what do you think...

Venom: I don't know... I don't belive for a minute Shrike did anything... Somone's playng us for fools.

Windrunner:The second knife...It came from behind... Shrike couldn't have thrown that... there was someone else....

Venom: Who? Why?

Windrunner: I don't know. But he probably threw the first blade too...He wanted them to fight. He was probably hoping that Shrike would kill one of our members.... And that would put Shrike in a really bad position...
But still leaves the problem of the so called reported crime... there was none...

Venom: Perhaps TrashMans computer was fixed...we should send a team to his quarters to check it out...

Windrunner: Do that... He will stay tied down untill we can analyze it...

Venom looks out of the semi-transparent winow part of the room.. Ann0n just enterd the sickbay s and is walking toward them..

Venom: Quickly!.. Cover those weapons!

Windrunner throws a sheet over the weapons in the corner and sits on it.... Door swings open and ann0n enters...

Ann0n: Sir, you are wanted in the Controol Room..... (looks around)....Is everything o.k. Sirs?

Venom: Yes it is..go on ahead and tell them we're coming...

Ann0n:Sir! (walks away)

Venom: A close one...

Windruner: Yeah...now let's go...

They walk out of the room

Fade Out



EDIT:There! SinceI'm tied downI'm out of your hair for good!:D
*hint - computer is gone*
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Dark_4ce on November 12, 2003, 11:50:04 am
Quote
Originally posted by Tiara
It actually looks like me :D


Heheh... I still got the originals back at home somewhere...;7
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Tiara on November 12, 2003, 11:58:01 am
Quote
Originally posted by Dark_4ce


Heheh... I still got the originals back at home somewhere...;7

Ow... Those originals... ;7

Just don't let them leak accidentally cause I'll... well, you get the point :drevil:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Dark_4ce on November 12, 2003, 01:08:50 pm
Quote
Originally posted by Tiara

Ow... Those originals... ;7

Just don't let them leak accidentally cause I'll... well, you get the point :drevil:


*bows with respect and keeps a carefull eye on the shimmering axe.*

Oh yes I do....
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Unknown Target on November 12, 2003, 01:54:09 pm
Holy ****, I have a LOT of typos, missing info, etc, in this one. Definate proof-reading needed, before I make the whole thing into one document.

Also, Trashman, could you, like, make a seperate "HLP Movie Fan Fiction" thread or something? :D Cause your posts are confusing me :D lol


Anyway!

INT. Admin Quarters. Day.

The elevator door opens suddenly, and out rushes TOMCAT. In his hand, he's carying a half-crumpled piece of paper. Stopping in front of CLOAKED FIGURE's quarters, he turns. We cut to an over-the-shoulder view of TOMCAT, and we focus on the door. After a short pause, it whooshes open. CLOAKED FIGURE is inside the room. All is dark, and only his glowing red eyes are visible.

CF: (Peeved at being disturbed) What?

Tomcat: (stammering) Umm, co-communication, s-sir.

CF's arm suddenly reaches out of the doorway, grabbing the piece of paper. He takes a step outwards into the light to read it, and TOMCAT stumbles backwards a few paces. A slight chuckle is heard from CLOAKED FIGURE, but it soon dies down as he reads the paper.

CF: You are...sure of this?

Tomcat: (Regains his composure) Yes, sir! We intercepted it this morning.

CF: Soo....Shrike is...recruiting, is he? Well....it looks like my hand....has been forced.

Tomcat: Sir?

CF: Gather the troops.

Tomcat: But...sir! We don't have enough!

CLOAKED FIGURE's eye sgrow even brighter now. He takes a step towards TOMCAT, who stumbles backwards up against the wall.

CF: It will be...suffieceint....trust me.

TOMCAT stands up straight and salutes.

Tomcat: Yes, sir!

As he runs down the corridor, we cut to:

INT. Hard Light Armory. Late Day.

We open, sitting against a wall of gun racks. JOHNMIKE is sitting on a bench, reading a (respectable) magazine silently to himself. Suddenly, the door behind us bursts open. JOHNMIKE stands up suddenly. A group of soldiers, wearing a black and red version of the FORUM DEFENSE FORCE uniforms enter the room and advance towards JOHNMIKE.

Johnmike: Hey! You can't be in here!

The soldiers continue advancing. JOHNMIKE reaches for the pistol at his side, but the lead soldier fires a burst of gunfire into his chest, sending him crashing to the floor. The enemy boarders continue onwards. We cut to a view about 3 feet above the soldier's heads, looking flat-on at the weapons lockers. One of the soldiers begins to hand out the weapons from the weapons rack. We cut to:


INT. General Discussions. Night.

A worms-eye view of the large main doors to the room. A few random boarders pass over us. Suddenly, a pounding is heard on the door outside. We cut to a view of several boarders stop their conversations and look over at the source of the noise. The banging gets louder and louder. We cut back to the worm's-eye view again, until the doors suddenly burst open, and out pour thousands of the black-suited troops, firing randomly in the air. Screams are heard, as they duck for cover underneath the sofas. We cut to Stryke, covered with bruises and several casts, dive down under a table.

Stryke: Mother****ers! Not again!

He covers his head with his hands, and we cut to a larger view of the forum. Members are scattering in all directions. We cut to a back view of an overturned sofa. There, DEEP_EYES and FLASER are huddled behind it. Bullets are ripping the fabric to shreds. DEEP_EYES turns to FLASER, and the latter does turns to DEEP_EYES.

deep_eyes: Think we can take 'em?

Flaser: Dunno. How many are there?

We lock the camera to DEEP_EYES' head, as he raises it slowly upwards. We cut to a close-up of the couch, and see his eyes just peaking over. Suddenly, another hailstorm of bullets comes in. DE ducks back down.

DE: Oh....I dunno. Maybe 200 on my side, 300 on yours. But there were a couple hiding, so I dunno.

Flaser: Sounds pretty fair to me.

DEEP_EYES nods, and the two burst draw out a pistol each. Bursting from behind the couch, they scatter into opposite directions. We cut to slow-mo as FLASER leaps to the side, bullets flying past him, ripping everything around him to shreds. As he nears the ground, we cut back to normal motion. Following him, the camera running fast to keep up, bullets pining all around him, he leaps for a ventilation shaft. He slides into it, just as a hail of bullets rip up where he would've been.
We cut back to DEEP_EYES, now hiding behind a large pillar. Bullets are flying past him, bouncing off the pillar randomly. He unloads his clip. We cut to his waste as he reaches down for a spare. There's nothing there.


DE: ****.

He looks slowly across the pillar. The enemy fire is dying down now. Soldiers are checking the dead and wounded. DEEP_EYES takes a deep breath, and runs towards the door, but a soldier spots him.

Soldier: Hey! Stop him!

He raises his gun up. We cut to a view of DEEP_EYES back, as he's running in slow-motion towards the door. We cut to a slow-mo as the soldier raises his gun up slowly. Cut back to DEEP_EYES. Cut back to the soldier. Cut to the trigger. He pulls it, firing a single shot. Cut back to DEEP_EYES. The shot hits him in the square of his back. His arms fly up, sending the pistol into the air. Collapsing to the ground, we cut to a close up of his face as he hits. The pistol lands beside him, and we fade (quickly) to:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Tiara on November 12, 2003, 01:56:47 pm
Nice one as usual :D
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: neo_hermes on November 12, 2003, 02:05:06 pm
:) wow
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Dark_4ce on November 12, 2003, 02:14:57 pm
:yes: Good stuff! :yes: You're really getting into detail with all the camera shots. I like it! Next best thing to seeing it on the big screen! Now you just have to add some music to it. Heh heh! :D
I dunno, like saying "Cue the orchestral music." Or more specific "Cue the Zimmer music."  :D Keep it up.
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Windrunner on November 12, 2003, 02:27:04 pm
Thanks TrashMan. you've made my day. that was the longest i have been in this story ;). Nice reading
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: phreak on November 12, 2003, 02:36:37 pm
heh an0n said "Sir"
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Unknown Target on November 12, 2003, 06:56:06 pm
Stay tuned...

In the next installment, I shall reveal the identity of Cloaked Figure.

Let the debates ensume. Anyone who gets it right will be put into the story (small or large part, I dunno). If ur dead, I'll either try to reincarnate or at least mention you ;)
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Shrike on November 12, 2003, 07:03:41 pm
It's kier.
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Unknown Target on November 12, 2003, 07:08:31 pm
Who? :D

I'd be surprised if no one gets this. I thought it was pretty obvious :)
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Shrike on November 12, 2003, 07:11:32 pm
Kier.  He helped set up the board back when we weren't on dynamic4
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Hippo on November 12, 2003, 07:43:48 pm
Black Ace? / CobaltStarr?
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: StratComm on November 12, 2003, 09:35:55 pm
It's not Carl, is it?  With the red, glowing eyes... *sets down lunch quietly outside the air duct* :nervous:

Actually Setekh was my first guess, but the way you've written him into the story makes that somewhat less likely.  

EDIT:  Make that much less likely.
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: demon442 on November 12, 2003, 10:37:48 pm
Everyone knows it me.  And now, my identity revealed, I will proceed to kick ass until I am "Supreme Executive in charge of Everything".  Thank you.


My real opinion:  Its UT, you had something in your siggy about a cloak or something...Just as long as its not wEvil.
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Goober5000 on November 12, 2003, 10:46:40 pm
Gotta be Styxx, implementing teh Plan™ ;)
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: neo_hermes on November 12, 2003, 11:16:32 pm
some evil hobo with a bottle of jack daniels in his hand
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Goober5000 on November 12, 2003, 11:53:47 pm
Quote
Originally posted by Goober5000
Gotta be Styxx, implementing teh Plan™ ;)


You know, after re-reading the thread, I realized you already did reveal the cloaked figure's identity. :lol:

http://www.hard-light.net/forums/index.php/topic,13534.0.html

So I don't know whether that was a clever guess or a distant memory resurfacing. :nervous:

EDIT: Bah.  Upon re-reading the complete post, I realized that I skimmed it quickly and probably misinterpreted what was going on.  My new guess is GalacticEmperor.  (Incidentally, if this guess is correct, then GE was actually the first one to predict it, starting back on page 2.)
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Gortef on November 13, 2003, 02:41:35 am
great one again UT, great one indeed :nod:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Singh on November 13, 2003, 03:26:19 am
yup
As for who it is.
I predict its Shrike himself, impersonating someone :nervous:

Or maybe its UT himself!
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: TrashMan on November 13, 2003, 08:37:43 am
UT - I wont write anything more... Alltough my own story doesn't interfere with yours...I don't see what's to be confused about...

You could just integrate it and nobody would know....hehehe

EDIT: Yeah...do that..Since Shrike really didn't do anything (and sicne Trashy is locked up). and since nothing affects zour story, just integrate it...

Darn..maby I should have made myself look better...not a guy who gets fooled, bet-up, yelled at and incarsorated...But then again.. I newer was lucky:D
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Dark_4ce on November 13, 2003, 10:31:36 am
Maybe its the bad guy who died and floated away in space in the end of the first story! Man I forgot his name tho! But his eyes opened in the end and he was the über-bad guy, so he must have had a comeback! Or did he allready and I've only missed it?
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: kasperl on November 13, 2003, 11:55:31 am
shouldn't i be running around trying to save the wounded good guys?

for reference, you made me a medic.
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: neo_hermes on November 13, 2003, 01:04:34 pm
bump
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Unknown Target on November 13, 2003, 01:27:05 pm
I edited a part of the script earlier. I usually TRY anything to avoid doing that, but this time it was necessary. I had made a reference to "The Weapon". Due to the amount of time that passed between the time of writing that line and now, I have forgotten completely what I meant, so I removed it.

Anyways, dark got it right, so I gave him a small role (don't worry, I'll try to expand it ;)):

INT. Soldier Housing. Day.

We open to a room full of people. All are wearing the black version of the FDF armor. Some are cleaning weapons, some are
talking, some are reading. Most are just sitting in silence. We start out from the back of the room, and we move forwards
towards a TV suspended from the roof. It gets louder as we get closer to it. On it is WINDRUNNER. He's looking at a
sheet of paper, containing the lines he's supposed to say.


Windrunner: (Solemn, sad) Today....(stumbles) is a great day in the history of Hard Light Productions.

We cut to a propoganda shot of the black-suited FDF troops, marching through a clean and pristine version of the Hard
Light General Forum.


Windrunner: Earlier today...forces under the control of...our wonderous new leader, marched through our sickly forum,
restoring health and beauty to it.

More propoganda shots. Cut back to WINDRUNNER.

Windrunner: Later today, our...great leader...He stops, and looks up at the camera....oh **** this! No one believes
this ****! I'll tell you what happened! I'll tell you! They marched through, and killed everybody, they killed every--

Several FDF troops grab him and pull him off-screen, shouting and screaming. The camera follows him for a bit over to the
side, but it stops.


Windrunner: Everybody! **** this! **** that damn bastard! I'll kick his ass!

J3Vr6 sits in the chair formerly occupied by WINDRUNNER. He smoothes his hair, and speaks calmly, and with a zest and passion that indicates he truly believes what he's saying.

J3Vr6: Today, our great and glorious leader, the man who led our forces to victory, will make a surprise announcement today! While the content of his speech has not yet been determined, it's sure to thrill and enlighten all of us!

The TV then cuts to an image of a balcony hanging above a cheering, screaming crowd. We keep zooming in, until we reach
the TV. When we get to it, we keep on going through, and, Matrix-light, go straight into the real live scene. We keep zooming
in until we transfer to...


EXT. Balcony. Day.

An eagle-eye view of above the balcony doorway. We are facing the cheering mass below us. Cheers go up, as CLOAKED
FIGURE
dramatically enters, flanked by two FDF gaurds, his cape swirling dramatically behind him. He stops at the edge of
the balcony, and surveys the crowd. We cut to a front view of him. He thrusts out his arms, and speaks in a quite, yet
booming voice.


CF: My soldiers! I salute you! For today, we are victorious!

A loud cheer goes up. We cut to:

INT. Shrike's Hideout. Day.[/i]

There are about 40 figures in the room. The more important ones are SHRIKE, KASPERL, THUNDER,
MAEGLAMOR, a bruised and barely breathing WINDRUNNER, ULUNDEL, FLASER, DARK_4CE, and the rest of the squad recruited by the admins, including several other random members. TIARA is also there. All is dark except for the faint blue light coming from the television. The chears coming from it can be heard throughout the room.
Several surgical lamps are hanging in the darkness. KASPERL is flitting from light to light, tending to wounded
patients. A few are groaning, most are silent. Suddenly, a shaft of light opens up, and a whoosh of a door. The entire room
turns towards the disturbance. Guns can be heard cocking and powering up. A few bansticks ignite. Shrike calls out into the

doorwayy from his position.


Shrike: Tango!

A voice responds.

Voice: Bravo!

The weapons are powered down, and in enters BOREALIS. SANDWICH starts up suddenly, a look of relief on his
bruised face.


Sandwich: Bor!

Borealis: Hey Sandwich. Did I miss anything?

Sandiwch: (Sits down in a big chair) No. It's just starting.

Borealis maneuvers to a seat beside him. CLOAKED FIGURE continues on the TV continues.

CF: But now...I think I owe you something!

The crowd stops suddenly. Puzzled looks are exchanged.

CF: For all this time, you have been following me blindly! Now...you shall see who your savior truly is!

We cut to:

EXT. Balcony. Day.

We are now right behind CLOAKED FIGURE's head. Slowly, he reaches upwards. The cloak slides off his hands,
revealing a mangled arm, mostly held together by machinery. He slowly pulls the cloak off. We cut to various shots of mangled
parts of his face, some parts looking distinctly alien. Finally, when the cloak is completely off, gasps ripple through the
crowd. We cut to:


INT. SHRIKE'S HIDEOUT. Day.

Many are stunned into shock. BOREALIS pulls her hand up to her mouth, Shrike sits back, stunned.

KASPERL looks up from his patients at the commotion, and faints. We cut back to:


EXT. BALCONY. Day.

We are now in a front view of CLOAKED FIGURE. Now, his face fully revealed, we can tell he is....wEvil.

wEvil: My friends....I have returned!

An incredible cheer goes up from the crowd now. Helmets are flying into the air, weapons are discharging all around. Amid
it all, wEvil continues.


wEvil: And, with my coming, we shall destroy those who oppose us!

We cut to:

INT. SHRIKE'S HIDEOUT. Day.

We open to see the entire group still watching the TV, none of them are moving. Suddenly, a couple soft thumps can be
heard coming from the door. The entire group turns to look. A few seconds past, and suddenly the door blasts open in a haze
of smoke.


wEvil: (Voice-over) We shall crush them in our way, and drive them to the knees of the Angel of Death!

A large group of FDF troops burst in, guns blazing. Members dive for the deck. DARK_4CE reaches for his gun and
begins firing randomly, then dives into an escape duct, but is killed before he can get in. The troops are cutting down
members every which way. Solemn music is playing as wEVIL continues his tirade.


wEvil: And, when all has been destroyed...

More gunfire. Members are leaping into escape ducts left and right. The smoke and gunfire gradually settle.

wEvil: We shall begin the greatest conquest that humanity has ever seen!

The gunfire has completely stopped now. All the gatheredHowever, as the dust and smoke settles, a figure can be seen
forming in it. Weapons charge up. The soft tapping of his/her shoes is all that's heard in the silence. As the figure emerges

though, we can tell it is TIARA.


Tiara: Hello boys...

The soldiers lower their weapons.

Tiara: Took you long enough...

She turns towards us, surveying the the damage. She smirks, and follows the soldier through the doorway. We cut to a close
up of his back. She brushes her hand lightly against it, leaving a small, beeping device on his armor. We cut to a front view
of the soldier, as he smiles at TIARA, and she smiles back at him. She stops suddenly, a look of surprise on her

face.


Tiara: Whoops! I guess I (laughs jovially) forgot my purse!

The men laugh, and the soldier nods his consent. TIARA turns back, and walks into the hideout. She picks up a small
purse, gives a disaproving look at the dead figures lying on the floor. She turns toward a wall and speaks.


Tiara: They're gone, guys. You can come out now.

A side panel opens up from where she's looking. Out steps the previously dead board members. TIARA eyes

DARK_4CE.


Tiara: Aren't you a little too hansom for a dead man?

dark_4ce: (Chuckles) I can strike a woman dead at any time, Tiara. So to speak.

He walks over to where the other DARK_4CE is lying. He taps a small panel on his shoulder. It opens up to reveal a
small control panel. He types a couple commands into it, and the robotic DARK_4CE stands up and walks away, situating
himself in a small side-panel. We cut back to TIARA, who looks down at her purse.


Tiara: I better get going, before they miss me.

Shrike up to her and shakes her hand.

Shrike: Good luck.

Tiara: You too.

She dashes out of the room. We cut to a view of the soldiers. The one she was talking to looks down at his watch
impatiently, tapping his foot. He looks up again at the wall, then at his troops.


Soldier: Alright, lets go get her.

As they just begin to move out to go back into the room, out dashes TIARA.

Tiara: Sorry I'm late!

Soldier: What happened?

Tiara: I had to search a couple of the bodies. Apparantly, a few of my...items were missing.

She smiles, and the soldiers laugh.

Soldier: Well, you find them?

Tiara: Of course. Those tricksters can't hide a thing from me.

The soldiers laugh again, and as they're leaving, TIARA looks back at the hideout. She smiles a huge grin, and then regains herself as she walks on. We cut to:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: neo_hermes on November 13, 2003, 01:47:23 pm
:O
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: kasperl on November 13, 2003, 02:12:38 pm
cool.


but, obviously, i don't like passing out just before a good fight.

ah well, it's fun, and i'd probably go down with the first blow anyway.
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: StratComm on November 13, 2003, 02:55:20 pm
[neo] Woah [/neo]

Interesting twist.  And I honestly couldn't remember the first movie well enough to have guessed wEvil.  But hey, the plot thickens ;)
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Dark_4ce on November 13, 2003, 04:49:57 pm
WEvil! Yeah that was his name! Oh cool! :D And good stuff as always! :yes:
And thanks for the cool one liner too!;7
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: neo_hermes on November 13, 2003, 08:49:18 pm
bump
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Singh on November 13, 2003, 09:57:55 pm
Yup
Good stuff
Good reading
Give me more!

:)
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: neo_hermes on November 14, 2003, 12:10:15 am
MOre Bring us MOre :D
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Turnsky on November 14, 2003, 12:18:58 am
ditto
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: TrashMan on November 14, 2003, 04:06:45 am
:yes:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: TheCelestialOne on November 14, 2003, 04:33:52 am
Hehe :D Now get me in there! :p
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Unknown Target on November 14, 2003, 11:34:03 am
I do use a small criterea for selecting who goes in and who doesn't. Not everyone who asks will get in. ;)


INT. Relic Forums Control Room. Day.

We are looking up at a vast semi-victorian cieling. We here a door whooshw silently, and rotate downards to look at the
sound. In steps a large group of admins, including DELPHY, BLUEVORLORN, CEEJAYOZ, FRITZ,
UBERJUMPER and IONFISH, ban sticks dangling at their sides. IONFISH and BLUEVORLORN are
continuing a conversation they had going from before.


BV: I'm telling you, Ion, we can't just send in a regiment of our boarders to help them with all their
problems.

IF: This is the first time that Shrike has ever asked me to help. Not even before, with that...debacle with that one
rouge member, did he call for help. It has to be serious.

BV: I don't like it. I bet he just wants to check out all our new equipment, that's why he's calling for such a large force.

They sit down at the table, and UBERJUMPER slumps heavily into the head chair. He leans forward and folds his hands
in front of his mouth.


UJ: All of you know why we're here. Shrike has called for help, and we have to decide to give it to him or not.

We cut to a left-side view of UBERJUMPER, looking over the table. FRITZ leans forward. He bows his head down
thoughtfully for a second, and then looks up at UBERJUMPER.


Fritz: With all due respect sir...

UJ: Yes?

Fritz: I think it's a hoax. While Shrike can be serious at times, to call for...what was it? 5,000 troops, both enlisted and
volounteered, seems a little extreme. After all, Hard Light has quite a sizable military of it's own, does it not?

DELPHY leans forward.

Delphy: They have about 100,000 volounteers, and are just beginning a centralized military force, the Forum Defense Force.
Initial estimates put head count around 500,000.

CEEJAYOZ shoots forward with a vigor, and slams his left hand down on the table.

Ceejayoz: FIVE HUNDRED THOUSAND!?

He gestures wildly off into space with his right hand.

Ceejayoz: What in God's name are our 5,000 troops going to do to help?!

BLUEVORLORN sighs heavily, and folds his hands in front of his mouth, looking down at them. He looks back up.

Bluevorlorn: Quite a lot, apparantly.

CEEJAYOZ turns his head sharply toward BLUEVORLORN.

Ceejayoz: What do you mean?

Bluevorlorn: Shrike doesn't want us to take back the whole station. Just a small portion of it.

Ceejayoz: And that would be?

BV: The communications array.

Fritz: But why didn't he just tell us to use our own array?

BV: (Sighs again) Because he didn't want to risk the message being intercepted before it reached others. Besides, the Hard Light Array is much more powerful than ours.

CEEJAYOZ sits back down in his seat. He looks up at UBERJUMPER.

Ceejayoz: What do you think, Uber?

UBJERJUMPER pauses for a few seconds, deep in thought. He stirs a bit, then looks up.

UJ: Due to the fact that we cannot confirm that the message is authentic, and Shrike really needs our help, I have decided...

A few quick glances are exchanged.

UJ: That no aid will be sent to the Hard Light Forums, until further notice. Send a letter to Shrike with my deepest sympathies.

UBERJUMPER sighs once more, as if regretting this decision, and we fade to:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Gortef on November 14, 2003, 11:39:27 am
This gets really exiting again :D
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Gloriano on November 14, 2003, 11:53:19 am
CooL:yes: again:)
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Unknown Target on November 14, 2003, 12:42:16 pm
Bump.

I wish I had a little red flag for this thread, that shows when a new piece is added. Please look above for the story, if you haven't already seen it.
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Windrunner on November 14, 2003, 12:46:15 pm
ouch i was badly bruzed in the last installment of this story ;). iwonder if i am going to survive. thnks for great reading UT
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Styxx on November 14, 2003, 12:51:04 pm
The Hard Light Array. Hehe.

(Like Jeeves would let anyone get even near it... :p)

Now, I don't really know anyone from Relicnews, so that last part was somewhat bland. But it's fun nonetheless. Nice work.
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Dark_4ce on November 14, 2003, 01:50:12 pm
Good stuff as always! :yes:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Shrike on November 14, 2003, 01:55:39 pm
Who are these people?  I'm not even registered at the Relic forums.  :p
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Anaz on November 14, 2003, 03:13:18 pm
we must have a scene with jeeves and a large automatic weapon
:nervous:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Stunaep on November 14, 2003, 03:18:53 pm
I want more parts.
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Darkage on November 14, 2003, 04:20:21 pm
Quote
Originally posted by Anaz
we must have a scene with jeeves and a large automatic weapon
:nervous:



I already see him defending the the shiny array:D
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Unknown Target on November 14, 2003, 07:13:59 pm
Lol. I remember jeeves, altho in a very indistinct way :\

Anyway, hrm, edited the second to last line in the last part. Important, and I forgot it.

Lastly, I'm kinda sick, and I don't have any writing cojos right now, so no other story, altho I (and hopefully you) really am gonna have fun with the next section :)

Lastly, 2 things: admins, could you sticky this? I'm afraid it's gonna drop right off the front page, and be lost forever :(

and, two, think this is news-worthy? or no? (that I'm continuing writing it, I mean).
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Singh on November 15, 2003, 02:29:08 am
Can't wait for more :D
And yes, i'd say its news worthy.
(wonders if he can write a bit of this like trashman did) :D
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Windrunner on November 15, 2003, 07:18:21 am
thread stuck. And UT if you want to post news about submit it on the frontpage. its simple as that.
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: TheCelestialOne on November 15, 2003, 07:20:54 am
YAY!
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Unknown Target on November 16, 2003, 08:27:04 am
Sorry this took so long. I'm sick, and my writing skills aren't quite up to snuff lately :(

INT. Hard Light Communications Center. Day.

We open to see the usual consoles. Large windows surround the entire room. We can see the vastness of the Hard Light station below us. We cut to TRASHMAN, sitting in front of a communications console. A large pair of headphones is on his head, and he's studying the console intently. Suddenly, he puts his hand up to one of his ears, pressing one of the headphones closer. He listens for a couple seconds, then looks at the console. A stream of text is going down the screen. We cut to a close-up of his console, from a side view. He hits a few buttons, and we cut to:

INT. wEvil's (formerly Cloaked Figure's) quarters. Day.

We open to see a room, still completely dark. Faintly, we can see the red glow of wEvil's eyes, but not more, until a computer screen screeb suddenly flairs into being. Flickering for a few times as it warms up, it eventually provides a steady blue glow in the room. wEvil's eyes snap open fully, and he gets up to go to the computer screen. Sitting down in the chair, a small image of TRASHMAN appears on the screen. There is a slight delay between the two computers, and his image refreshes after every other frame or so.

wEvil: What?

Trashman: (Stumbles for a bit) Uhhh, sir. You asked me to report to you if we recieved any messages from the Relic boards?

wEvil: Yes, aaand?

Trashman: Umm...well, we, uh, did, sir. I'll send it to you know.

TRASHMAN looks down from his image his console. He types a few things in, and suddenly another window pops up, right next to his image on wEvil's computer.

Trashman: Here you are, sir.

wEvil doesn't answer. He reads the message for a few seconds. He chuckles.

wEvil: Sooo...the Relic Forums choose not to get involved, eh? Excellent. Trashman!

Trashman: Yes, sir?

wEvil: Send a communication to all forces. Begin preperation for the attacks.

Trashman: Yes, sir!

He salutes, and his image cuts out. The computer screen turns off. wEvil turns around in the now pitch-black room, and all we can see are his bright red eyes, bobbing up and down as he laughs a long, evil laugh. We fade to:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: kasperl on November 16, 2003, 08:37:34 am
cool
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: TheCelestialOne on November 16, 2003, 08:53:19 am
:D
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Odyssey on November 16, 2003, 10:32:47 am
[color=cc9900]Excellent, as always.
If you'd like, UT, I can proofread the whole lot if it's in a document.[/color]
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: TrashMan on November 16, 2003, 01:00:16 pm
Yes Sir!:D


I hate beeing on the bad guys side...I would rather blow my brais out that be bad...I could never do it...not even in games.. I was allways a goody-do-gooder!:lol:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Unknown Target on November 17, 2003, 01:12:09 pm
There's something wrong with the movie.

I dunno what it is, but I just came to the realization that I don't like it. Too generic.

Thoughts on this?
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Gortef on November 17, 2003, 01:20:18 pm
it may be a bit generic... but the fact that you are using the forum members as characters and the forums itself as places does make it unique.
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: StratComm on November 17, 2003, 01:44:32 pm
I think the problem lies in the main characters; there's so many people, and so many of them are only making cameo appearances, that it becomes difficult to pick out any real character development.  Not that character development is necessarily lacking, it's just scattered and somewhat disjoined.
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Darkage on November 17, 2003, 04:07:57 pm
Don't forget to put me back in:D

I am somewere in the earlyer parts of the sequel but not here do i still play a role?:D
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Dark_4ce on November 19, 2003, 12:46:43 pm
good stuff as always! :yes:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Corhellion on November 19, 2003, 05:01:30 pm
Relic...Forums...Hot damn! Me just registered a few days ago!

I'll find a way for them to help us out...

*engages forum to forum tele-transportation device*

Cor
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Setekh on November 25, 2003, 06:18:24 am
Heh, first time I've read this - pretty funny stuff, me likes. :D How up-to-date is that zip in your sig, UT? ;)
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Darkage on November 25, 2003, 06:35:51 am
Quote
Originally posted by Setekh
Heh, first time I've read this - pretty funny stuff, me likes. :D How up-to-date is that zip in your sig, UT? ;)



It's the first part of the story:)
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: icespeed on November 25, 2003, 06:47:58 am
ive let too much time pass before visiting this again... good stuff, as always, please post more or someone might get impatient and brain you or something...
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: TrashMan on November 28, 2003, 11:53:05 am
Hey Turnsky, you remember the pic you made of Tiara fighting Shrike? Well, I allways tought you are a great artist, but Tiara just looked lame on that pic.
So I was doing a little sketching during one boring class and:
(http://www.swooh.com/peon/Trashman/Pics/Tiara.jpg)

EDIT: This should be in the Hard Ligh Art Forum...darn..
Oh well, Ill post a new one
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Turnsky on November 28, 2003, 07:42:47 pm
mine sucked... let's leave it at that..
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Setekh on November 28, 2003, 08:44:07 pm
Quote
Originally posted by Darkage
It's the first part of the story:)


Aha... thanks, Daan :D *downloads*
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: wEvil on November 29, 2003, 05:57:22 am
perhaps there's a reason she looked lame in that pic?

:p  had to be said, heehee
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Agent on November 30, 2003, 12:54:46 pm
Nice! Very interesting reading. Any part for me in this? I see that most people here are allready taking part in your story.
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: icespeed on December 03, 2003, 12:32:10 am
agent, do or be something really really _really_ unique and maybe you'll get a part.

to be honest, that's a bit hard around here.
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Unknown Target on December 04, 2003, 12:57:09 pm
icefire, that's partially correct. I also sometimes pick random newbies for small parts (i.e. parts that would be given to extras).


Anyway, sorry for the incredible wait. I had what I believe to be a mini-mental breakdown, depression, etc. (altho I wouldn't know, I didn't see a shrink.) I sort of treated it myself, however, so time will tell :)

Anyway, here's the next part (tiny, please bear with):

INT. Shrike's Hideout. Day.
We open to a front view of two hands holding a piece of paper. It stays like that for a few seconds, until the hands lower, revealing SHRIKE.

Shrike: ****...

We cut to a bigger view of the room. The boarders are still cleaning up after the firefight, however, most everything is back in it's usual place. WINDRUNNER turns around in his chair to look at SHRIKE.

Windrunner: Bad news, sir?

Shrike: The Relic forums (he sighs) arn't going to send us help. We have to send them proof that this isn't some sort of big joke.

We hear a loud bang, as GORTEF throws down a metallic chunk of debris on the floor.
Gortef: Proof?! They ****ing want proof?! If I were there, I'd ****ing show them some damn proof!

Shrike: And that is exaclty what you're going to do, Gortef.

Gortef: Huh?

Shrike: We are going to hand deliver to them the proof they want.

Heads perk up at this news. Board members turn from their work to see what's going on. FLASER is the first to speak up again.

Flaser: What do you mean?

Shrike: We are going to steal a fighter, and fly it to the Relic boards. From there, we will give them the evidence we need.

Gortef: And how do you expect to do that?

We cut to a wireframe view of the whole HLP station. A semi-Mission: Impossible tune is playing in the background. We zoom into the station. First we travel to the HLP control room. SHRIKE is doing voice-over.

Shrike: First, we'll knock out communications. Dark, that's you.

We rotate around and zoom to an access shaft leading towards the hangar. We go inside it and begin moving forward through it.

Shrike: After that, Gortef, Flaser, and myself will move through the main ventilation shaft leading towards the hangar. We'll drop down in (we come to the end of the shaft, and cut to an image of the hangar. We see two figures drop out, and run towards two fighters sitting in the hangar.) and steal two fighters. Gortef, you get one, Flaser, you get the other (the two figures hop in and take off.). I'll provide cover.

Dark_4ce: Shrike, won't they notice if I knock out their communications?

SHRIKE turns towards him, and nods understandingly.

Shrike: I only want you to shut down communications to and from the hangar, and only for 10 minutes. If we're not out of there by then, we're not getting out at all.

A solemn silence falls temporarily over the group.

Gortef: (Slaps hands together) Well! Sounds like a plan!

We fade to:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Unknown Target on December 04, 2003, 08:08:43 pm
READ THE ABOVE! :D
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Corhellion on December 04, 2003, 08:19:35 pm
(Lestat voice)...MORE!...(/Lestat voice)
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Turnsky on December 04, 2003, 08:27:18 pm
yesssss.....morrreee....
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: neo_hermes on December 05, 2003, 12:42:38 am
Moreeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Gortef on December 05, 2003, 04:42:30 am
Wohooo! :D
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Dark_4ce on December 07, 2003, 05:18:36 pm
Good stuff as always dude! Keep it up! :yes: Just don't burn yourself out. :D
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: SKYNET-011 on December 07, 2003, 07:31:15 pm
Quote
Originally posted by Corhellion
(Lestat voice)...MORE!...(/Lestat voice)


Who's Lestat?
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Turnsky on December 07, 2003, 08:20:14 pm
Quote
Originally posted by SKYNET-011


Who's Lestat?


:blah:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Stryke 9 on December 10, 2003, 03:16:35 am
It's French for "The Stat", "stat" being shorthand for "statistic". I believe the statistic has to do with annual corn yields in Linn County, Iowa.

Either that or it's a corruption of "Les Tats", which would be a French porn movie, most likely. Or just an indie film about some magic breasts. Which would be the coolest movie ever.
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: TrashMan on December 10, 2003, 04:20:06 am
Lestat - A Vampire as I recall
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Dark_4ce on December 10, 2003, 04:42:25 am
Yes, it is...
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Stryke 9 on December 10, 2003, 04:43:21 am
I prefer my answer. It had breasts.

Though I suppose that, technically speaking, vampires can have breasts too. Not much good that does 'em, though, dead girls' breasts just aren't so interesting. Or, for that matter, breasts on what's basically a giant person-shaped mosquito.
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Dark_4ce on December 10, 2003, 05:27:33 am
Funny you should mention that. My friend molded out of green stuff, for his WH40K model, some breasts. So now it looks like a giant walking mosquito with big breasts. Rather funny... I should take a picture of it. :D
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Stryke 9 on December 10, 2003, 05:49:21 am
Oh.


Okay.



Not entirely sure how I'm expected to respond to that. So here's me shouting a random phrase.


FREE THE GORDITA!
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Stryke 9 on December 10, 2003, 05:54:17 am
Properly translated, "Gordita" means something like "small and fat". This strikes me as a terribly poor marketing platform.
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Ghostavo on December 31, 2003, 06:35:04 pm
Actually Gordita translated is fat (from gordo) and with a diminutive (not sure how it's called in english) applied, which means it can be fat and small (like Stryke 9 said), but could also be a little fat, etc... (the idea of small/little aplied but also big/large for irony)

Normally diminutives are applied to tease (play) with people.
I should know this, this is portuguese, spanish and possibly italian, not sure. :D
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Unknown Target on December 31, 2003, 09:22:40 pm
Ghost, was that REALLY necessary?


I'm writing the next part now. Watch this space ;)
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Singh on December 31, 2003, 09:38:59 pm
*looks up from his own writing and watches this space*
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Unknown Target on December 31, 2003, 09:50:17 pm
Ta-da!

INT. Ventilation System Entrance. Night.

We fade from the previous scene to open up to the ventilation shaft entrance, a series of large, heavy metal louvers inside a square-shaped entrance.. Through the dim green haze of night vision, we spy FLASER, SHRIKE, and GORTEF preparing to enter the shaft. All are in regular FDF uniforms, with a black balaclava covering their faces. SHRIKE bends over a bit, clasps a hand to his earpiece, and begins to speak.

Shrike: Dark? We’re ready to go, man, how’s things on your front?

INT. Shrike’s Hideout. Night.

DARK_4CE is sitting in front of a computer screen, typing away. A few keystrokes, he hits enter, and sits back in his chair.

Dark: Ready when you are, sir.

INT. Ventilation System Entrance. Night.

Shrike: Roger that, entering now.

A welding torch flares into being, obscuring a relatively large portion of our night vision. The sound of metal melting can be heard, until the torch flicks off. GORTEF grasps the metal bars of the entrance, and tugs hard. The section comes off easier than he expected, and he falls straight on his butt. A loud clamoring can be heard as the section hits the metal ground.

Gortef: ****, that hurt.

He gets back, and, rubbing his buttocks, follows SHRIKE and FLASER into the shaft.

INT. Ventilation shaft. Night.

We are viewing in a cutaway view, a few minutes later, and we can see crawling down the shaft, SHIKE, FLASER, and GORTEF, respectively. All their weapons are holstered, and they are struggling to navigate the narrow passage. Suddenly, as they are nearing the entrance, we cut to an over-the-shoulder view of SHRIKE. He stops, and holds up a fist. The other two in his procession stop as well. Again, Shrike clasps his hand to his earpiece.

Shrike: Dark, you there?

Dark_4ce: (Crackly, as if over radio) Yes, sir, right here.

Shrike: We’re ready dark, cut communications.
We cut to:

INT. Shrike’s Hideout. Night.

DARK_4CE is still sitting in front of his computer. A few more keystrokes and a loud hit on a final key, and he replies.

Dark: Done, sir, you’re good to go.

Shrike: (As if over radio) Acknowledged, entering now.

We cut to:

INT. HLP Control Room.[/I]

KS_AL, dressed in the usual black and red clothing, is sitting in front of a systems console. He looks at it, taps it, then looks up again. He turns towards EISHTMO, his SO, and motions for him to come.

Eishtmo: (Obviously peeved) What?

KS_AL: Sir, we seem to have lost all contact with docking back 5.

Eishtmo: What? Are you sure?

He adjusts a few knobs on the console.

KS_AL: Yes, sir. Complete blackout. Probably a glitch, though.

Eishtmo: (Rests chin on hand thoughtfully) Yes….well, just to be sure, dispatch a squad. Can’t be too cautious.

KS_AL: Yes, sir.

We cut to:

INT. Docking Bay 5. Night.

All is quite, and very, very dark, save for the dim lighting of the fluorescent lights far overhead. We cut to a guard, silently smoking, and keeping a watchful eye out. Behind him is complete back. We cut to a close up of half his face. He turns, takes a deep breath from his smoke. Slowly, rising out of the shadows, appears another face, clad in a black balaclava. The guard’s head rears back, and we cut to a view flat on the floor. He falls dead in front of us. His cigarette falls out of his mouth, still burning. We focus on it, until a boot comes down from above and crushes it, and continues walking. We pan up the back of the leg until we are just above eye height with the figure, as he makes his way stealthily towards one of the docked fighter craft. He stops and crouches behind one of the landing gear, and turns to face us. We cut to a view behind him. He motions with his hand into the blackness, and out trots two other figures. They take up positions around the landing gear. By the sounds of his voice, we find that the man who killed the guard is SHRIKE. He begins to talk hurriedly to them in a hushed voice.

Shrike: Alright, gents, here’s the plan. Gortef.

Gortef: Sir?

Shrike: (Taps landing gear of the fighter they’re currently under) You’re gonna take this baby. Flaser, you’re going to get…

He searches around the hangar for a bit. While the hanger is crowded, he seems to have a specific craft in mind. Suddenly, he stops and points at a small, sleek looking craft.

Shrike: That one.

Flaser: Got it.

Shrike: I’ll cover you two, go!

As they scurry off to their positions, we cut to:

INT. Corridor. Night.

We open to see the squad of soldiers thumping down the corridor, about 10 strong, 11 including it’s CO. The leader (BEOWOLF) turns slightly to his side and begins to talk over his shoulder to the rest of his crew.

Beowolf: Be on your guard, guys. It’s probably just a rat or something, but stay on your toes anyway.

Omniscaper: Never liked the docking bays at night. Creepy

adwight: Yea, you said it.

Beowolf: Alright, cut the chatter, we’re coming up on it now.

As he nears the entrance, we cut to:

EXT. Gortef’s fighter. Night.

We open looking down on Gortef’s open cockpit. Inside, he is just finishing up final checklists. With the flick of a few switches, the dull whine of the engines spooling up can be heard coming from behind him. Donning his helmet, he begins to lower the canopy, and we cut to:

INT. Corridor. Night.

BEOWOLF has just reached the door, and is about to punch in the access code, when GORTEF’s engines come online.

Beowolf: What the hell?!

He enters the keycode, after fumbling several times. Finally, he gets it right, and as the door whooshes open, we cut to:

INT. Docking Bay 5. Night.[/I]

BEOWOLF steps into the bay as soon as FLASER’s engines complete their warm-up cycle. As the two aircraft begin to rise into the air, BEOWOLF shouts out his commands to his soldiers.

Beowolf: Adwight, Omni, Lynx, Raven, jdjtcagle, destroy the left fighter! The rest of you, with me! Obliterate them before they can leave the dock!

As a general chorus of acknowledgement goes up from the crowd, they begin to fan out. The jets are rising higher and higher, until, suddenly, the soldiers open fire. The spacecraft shudder under the impact of the heavy ammunition, small explosions go off as HE rounds impact their hulls. We cut to:

INT. Flaser’s fighter. Night.

We are just behind and to the left of FLASER’s head, and warning lights are blaring all around. A loud beeping is ringing through the cockpit. Suddenly, the jet stops rotating long enough for us to spy a spine-chilling sight: the smaller 5-man squad is setting up a portable rocket launcher just behind a stack of crates. We zoom in, shaking wildly, and all hope seems lost, until suddenly, from the corner of our screen, out leaps a figure. Hammer of Justice igniting in mid-air, it comes down on the group with a fierce attack. We cut to:

EXT. Squad location. Night.

It is SHRIKE. Whirling about like a hurricane, he dispatches foes left and right with roundhouse swings from his mighty hammer. Hitting one, he sends his foe flipping end over end into a wall. Slamming the hammer into the ground, he grapples it and uses it as a balancing pole, grabbing the missile launcher between his legs. Flipping it over, he aims it straight for the chest of LYNX, who stops and stares surprised. We cut to a close up of SHRIKE’s mouth as he grins wildly, and then to a view of SHRIKE’s foot, which slams down onto the firing trigger, sending the rocket straight into LYNX’s chest, and hurls him backwards into a wall. SHRIKE dismounts his hammer triumphantly, and twirls around, ready to face the next batch of foes, only to find himself looking straight at BEOWOLF, a distance of about 20 feet away, next to the other squad of soldiers. BEOWOLF has a rifle pointed straight at SHRIKE, and is about to fire, until suddenly a wave of heavy auto cannon gunfire ripples through him. The gun flies up into the air, and BEOWOLF goes down. The gunfire continues in a sweeping motion, chewing up the squad of marines and the crates they were hiding behind, sending shards of wood flying up into the air. The gunfire eventually stops after the enemy has been eliminated. SHRIKE looks up at the cockpit and smiles, and GORTEF gives him the thumbs-up sign from inside. SHRIKE waves at him to hurry up, as he dashes off into the vent from where they came from, carefully making sure to replace it once he’s inside. We cut to:

INT. HLP Control Room. Night.

We cut to a close-up of a coffee mug with a large smilee face on it. A hand is resting next to it. Suddenly, we hear EISHTMO’s voice.

Eishtmo: What?!

The hand shoots across, knocking the mug to the floor. We cut to the shattered mug, as we hear EISHTMO continue.

Eishtmo: Someone’s STEALING two of our fighters?! Impossible! Launch a squadron of interceptors—TAKE THEM DOWN!

We cut from the mug, with the coffee slowly running over the cool, hard floor, to:

EXT. Gortef’s fighter. Night.

We are about 5 feet forward of the cockpit. We can see GORTEF inside, highlighted by the glow emanating from his instruments. Off to the side, FLASER swoops in, to form on his wing in a steady formation. They are flying through a dense asteroid field.

Gortef: Alright, Wing 2 here’s the plan. You cover my wing, and I’ll do my best to keep you out of trouble. Our destination’s only one jump away, but we still have about three klicks left of this asteroid field before we can jump. Stay on your toes, our “exit” has probably been noticed by now.

Flaser: Got it. Go—

Gortef: No names!

Flaser: Oh, sorry about that…chicken**** leader.

He snickers vigorously.[i/]
Gortef: You’re gonna regret that when we land.

Flaser: Promises, promises.

Gortef: And that is NOT my callsign!

Flaser: Too bad, it’s what I’m gonna call ya.

He begins to snicker again, until he’s suddenly, a burst of gunfire, and an asteroid next to FLASER’s wing explodes in a violent flash of light. He veers sharply away, and GORTEF’s head frantically searches the area for a sign of the bandit.

Gortef: ****! Bogies, bogies! Break, Break!

Flaser: I AM breaking, chicken****!

Gortef: Stop calling me that, damnit!

GORTEF rears off into the battle, and we cut to:

EXT. Space battle. Night.

FLASER and GORTEF reform, wingman and leader, respectively, and prepare to do battle. They are slowly starting to close on the enemy forces, numbering 8 craft in strength.

Gortef: Wing 2, I’m gonna take the left, you give me top cover!

Flaser: Roger that!

GORTEF hit’s full burners, and blasts towards the enemy. We cut to a view right behind him, as the enemy opens fire, their gun ports twinkling against the blackness of space. Bullets whiz past us. A few hit GORTEF’s fighter, but none are too serious. With a few minor adjustments to his direction, GORTEF squeezes off a three-second burst, shredding the enemy fighter to pieces. We cut to the enemy fighter as the bullets impact, seeing pieces fly off, getting larger and large, until it finally explodes and cartwheels foreword. We cut to GORTEF’s fighter, as he and FLASER dodge over and around the hurling chunk of debree. The other fighters whiz past them, and the large chunk hits one of them, both exploding in a colossal fireball. GORTEF flips his fighter upside down, rolls upright, and blasts towards the enemy again.

Gortef: Wing 2, get the one to your right!

Flaser: I got ‘em!

Flaser peels off. We cut to his fighter. The enemy bandit wheels around, and, flying backwards, lets loose a hailstorm of bullets at FLASER.

Flaser: Shiiiiiiiit!!!!

We cut to a side view of FLASER, as he peels away as fast as he can from the chase, exposing his entire bottom side to a raking, only to double roll and come back in from the side, all the while our camera position staying constant. The enemy fighter is still flying backwards and to the side as well. Another burst of gunfire, but this time FLASER is ready. Swerving behind an asteroid to avoid it, we see specks of dirt and tiny explosions rip up across it’s surface. He blasts back out again, and, taking a few seconds to get his aim right, lets loose a long burst, obliterating the enemy fighter.

Flaser: Woohoo! (Sings) I got one, I got one, ooo ooo ooooooo!

Gortef: Great! (Grunts) Now get your stupid (grunts) mother****ing ass over here, and give me a hand!

We cut to GORTEF, locked in a battle with the remaining five enemy fighters. Dodging left and right, in and out of asteroids, he is trying frantically to avoid their fire. For a brief second, we cut back to FLASER as he throws his tiny fighter into a tight turn, and blasts off towards GORTEF.

Flaser: On my way!

We cut back to GORTEF, who swings his fighter around while still going backwards, and begins to fire off randomly. He dodges in and out, over and under asteroids all along the way, showing off his amazing piloting skill as he does this all while still going backwards. Suddenly, an enemy fighter nails him with a glancing blow, obliterating one of his wings, sending it careening into an asteroid with a tremendous explosion.

Gortef: ****! Wing 2, where are you?! I’m getting chewed up over here!

Suddenly, from out of the sun, FLASER comes careening down at top speed. Slicing through the enemy formations, one, two, three fighters fall victim to his guns. He zips underneath, and flips around for another pass. GORTEF, however, seizing the moment, steadily aims with his cannons and dispatches the remaining two fighters. He straightens out and begins to head out of the field once more, and FLASER once again forms on his wing.

Flaser: Woohooo! Saved your ass, chicken**** leader!

Gortef: Ahhh, **** you. I coulda taken them.

Flaser: (Laughs) Maybe if they had one eye and half an aircraft, sure!
Gortef: Look, could we just please move it along?

Flaser: Roger that, chicken****!

GORTEF sighs heavily.

Gortef: (Not over radio) The things I do for Shrike…

As they fly past us and continue onward, we fade to:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Singh on December 31, 2003, 10:01:25 pm
wooooooooooooooo!!!
FUN!!
MORE!
MORE!
*cheers like a rowdy audience member*
:)
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Sheepy on January 02, 2004, 09:40:25 am
why am i never in these thing ... meh, guess its cause i keep my head down
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Unknown Target on January 02, 2004, 10:35:38 am
Lol, no, cause I thought I already put you in.

This is a bump, for any of those who have not found the latest part yet.
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Gloriano on January 02, 2004, 10:39:27 am
very good again:) :yes:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: icespeed on January 06, 2004, 06:34:29 am
hey, mad.

ive only one thing to pick, and it's not really a pick. in that last scene, why's it night in space? is there night in space, or is it just one of those time things?
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Unknown Target on January 06, 2004, 09:38:10 am
Just one of those time things :D

Plus, it's always night in space, right? :D
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Unknown Target on January 07, 2004, 10:05:08 am
I know that admins aren't taking hosting requests anymore, but I was wondering if you could just host the first HLP movie file? It's only a couple kilobytes big, and the link in my sig is no longer valid :(
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Corsair mk. 2 on January 09, 2004, 04:26:50 pm
Whee, I made it in here!

UT, you are the man. This is funny as hell.:nod:
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Sheepy on January 09, 2004, 04:39:04 pm
you may well of put me in ... i just cant find me :D
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Sheepy on January 09, 2004, 07:40:08 pm
After reading through, the whole of the story again, i have concluded that i am infact not in it :D I have that pic of the sword weilding angel dude kicking about if you want a refrence ;):p

Failing that, throw me in there with Lightspeed somewhere ... we used to be squad mates on PXO

Great work as usual
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Windrunner on January 09, 2004, 09:38:30 pm
Quote
Originally posted by Unknown Target
I know that admins aren't taking hosting requests anymore, but I was wondering if you could just host the first HLP movie file? It's only a couple kilobytes big, and the link in my sig is no longer valid :(


no problem UT i'll upload the file to our server and put a link to it on the main page. i 'll do it as soon as i can
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Dark_4ce on January 10, 2004, 07:16:41 pm
Really good stuff as usual UT!!! :yes: You're just getting better and better. You've almost created a new form of literature. Its script writing with almost prose like fluidity. You pritty much tell us what the camera sees, therefore what we see, with all the edits put in, hell its the next best thing to watching the thing on the big screen! :D How many pages is this btw? how you counted yet? I'm gonna definitely print this whole thing out and make my own hard-bound edition of it when its done. :D
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Unknown Target on January 15, 2004, 09:59:57 am
I wouldn't know about a new style of writing, but I do my best :D

I'll TRY (read: TRY) to get another part up by Monday or so, but I have a busy schedule, and not as much free time as I would like :(
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Windrunner on January 23, 2004, 04:28:11 am
I have uploaded the HLP movie file to our server now UT and i have updated your sig with a link to that file. Change the text if you want.
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Fineus on March 15, 2004, 09:43:33 am
Thread unstuck since it's been dormant over a month.
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: TrashMan on March 15, 2004, 05:53:52 pm
I asked UT...He said he will write something...soon
Title: The Sequel, Take 2
Post by: Dark_4ce on March 15, 2004, 05:56:16 pm
Ah thank god... I was starting to get withdrawl...