Here we go:
Fade From black, we open to:
INT. Left Hospital Wing. Day.
When we open, we see two stretchers at an above angle, and as the stretchers are being pushed towards the camera, we keep movingbackwards to keep them in the same position. One of the stretchers is covered by a body bag. Numerous IV lines are hanging from the mobile IV stands, each reaching into the other stretcher's occupant. IceFire, Thunder and Zeronet are running next to the stretchers, each trying to keep up. Zeronet is standing next to the body bag, and trying hard to look tough, and unfased, however, we can see through it.
Thunder: (Panting) How's Gortef's condition?
Nurse: (Pushing Stretcher) He's going to be ok, he just took a bullet to the leg. Nothing to o serious. He was just knocked unconcious.
A visible sigh goes through the rest of the crowd. Then they look at Razor (in body bag).
Nurse: (seeing this) Took a bullet to the Cerebral Cortex, I'm sorry, but there's nothing we can do.
We cut to a close up of Zeronet's eyes. We see a single tear fall from his cheak. Cut to black.
Fade from black:
INT. TS forum. Day.
We open to see a large, round object. It is the object we saw in earlier scenes, but it now completed. We rotate the camera around, and we see a large control room. Zooming in, and stopping just outside of it, we see Infeted Larvae and Alpha_One.
IL: (turns to face Alpha_One) It is time. Are you ready.
Alpha_One nods and reaches for something lying on the console in front of them. It appears to be some sort of headgear. Putting it on, he looks outwards towards the sphere. Continue with our current view. Deaden all sounds (do not mute), but keep talking at normal levels.
AO: And so....the time has come.
IL: Yes, and you shall rule the coming era. But now, we must continue with the plan.
Infested_Larvae reaches for a michrophone on the desk. We cut to a view of the sphere. Some odd protrusions can be seen from this angle.
IL: (over intercom) All workers, evacuate, all workers evacuate launch deck!
Infested_Larvae sets the microphone down, and after a few moments, the door starts to open (we cannot see the control room, we are still looking at the device). The pod slowly gets pulled back a few feet, and then it is catapulted forwards, into space. We cut to an outside view of the hanger, looking directly down at the pod. The pod flies towards us. When it is supposed to hit, we cut to black.
INT. General Discussions. Day.
Fade from black. We open a little ways away from a gaggle of forum members. We move the camera forwards a bit, until we're standing right next to the group, where we can hear some snippets of the conversation.
Member1: So, as I was saying, Padme is waaaaay cuter than Leia!
Member2: No way man, Leia, in Return of the Jedi? Huuuuuuhhhhhh...hooooooooot.
Member3: Well, personally, I prefer R2-D2.
The other two members look querly at him, before resuming their conversation. Suddenly, another member shouts at them and starts to jog towards them. The other members are clearly confused about this. It turns out that the person is TheVirtu.
Virtu: Hey, guys! Did any of you see where the hell Razor went?
Member 1: No, I haven't seen him in awhile!
Member 2: I haven't seen a lot of people for awhile, either...Wonder where they all went...
Member 3: Probably to my happy place.
TheVirtu, and two other forum members look at him oddly again.
Member 3: (looks at them) What?
Fade to black.
INT. Forum Control. Day.
CobaltStarr: (leaning back in his chair) Hey, Thunder! Yo!
Thunder, still brooding at his desk after what happened last time, wearily gets to his feet, and approaches Cobalt. We follow him with the camera, situating it behind him.
Thunder: (sighs) What is it now?
Cobalt: Well, it seems I've got some incoming jump signa--
Thunder: What?! (He shoves Cobalt out of the way) There hasn't been a signature here in years!
Cobalt: (Somewhat Ruffled and indignant) Well, there's one there now. Actually, there's more than one.
Thunder: Those aren't just any signatures...they're Interplay ships.
Dozens of shocked gasps ripple through the crowd. Shuffling of chairs can be heard.
Thunder: Now let's not panic! First, we have to figure out what brought them here.
We snap the camera back and forth as each successive person speaks.
Cobalt: I think I found it sir. I'm reading interment energy fluctuations, coming from an object about 2 clicks out.
Thunder: Roger, I see it. Carl!
We hear a toilet flush and out steps Carl, with a toilet paper sheet wrapped around a single claw. He grunts inquisitevely.
Thunder: I need you to arm all external weapons, and destroy the source of the energy readings, check?
Carl grunts and walks over to a console. The lights flicker a bit as the weapons are being revved up. Carl nods to Thunder.
Cut to Carl. He presses a button and is greeted by total darkness. The weapon panel totally shuts down.
Thunder: Damn it! SHRIKE I TOLD YOU TO UPGRADE THOSE WEAPONS!
Shrike: What? You try to upgrade to upgrade to the new quad-directional pulse cannons! They're expensive as ****!
Thunder: (sighs and rubs the bridge of his nose) Alright. (Puts hands on side of hips) Issue a warning, get everyone alerted. Bring up all internal weapons.
He shoots a look at Carl. Cut to Carl shaking his head, and Thunder sighs again.)
Thunder: Well, ****. Ok, this is the first place whoever did this is going to come for us, so I suggest we leave. Windrunner, issue the report.
Moniters in the room hum to life as Windrunner is speaking. He issues the statement and gets off quickly. The moderators and admins get to the elavator, and we follow their backs towards it. The camera is a little away from them, so we don't get in with them, so we keep moving in until we are about to enter the capsule, when the door shuts, completely blackening out our screen.