int. void
A blue shimmering light hangs in a liquid universe. There are three boys in the light, there on the cusp of achieving some sort of greatness. The final parts of the power source are being assembled. They are asexual,
LOBE
(gritty cop voice from any era)
balls creepy,
(correcting what he meant to say)
bald and creepy, little bastards, that’s my prejudice, I am the protagonist, an authority with a big gun, Decker, John McCain. LOBE.
moral
I’m the MORAL authority and I can tell you that there are some issues with your behavior, and you need to go through some sort of process of change, something more evolved. These three, are just an example of the more evolved being that exist. Sure, an example of it at its peek, but.
LOBE
What is my job here?
MORAL
We’re not sure, you seem to be a hangover from another time. We’re interested in the life that is coming, we are building forwards.
LOBE
can you tell me about this while keeping my attention.
MORAL
I have no interest in your participation, we only want the young. We need your generation to let go of certain things and let your children give themselves over to that glowing blue light in that tank. That those three are trying to keep alive.
LOBE
It seems a bit premisey, how much time are we going to be looking at that thing while you tell me all about it.
MORAL
(cheery)
Forever, I’m just all about blue light stuff.
LOBE and MORAL stand under the blue tank, their observations makes there own space more apparent there is a door way between LOBE and MORAL.
LOBE
Looks like there’s other stuff out there, I can go find something else to do.
There is a knock on the door. LOBE reaches out, the door becomes an envelope in LOBE’s hand. he’s gut punched with responsibility, he crumples to the floor.
LOBE
Fuck you, why do I get a monetary responsibility. what do I get in return for that… Conflict!
LOBE pulls out a gun spinning around. There, the digital revolutions version of Jessica Rabbit, her finger placed pornographically on the barrel.
RABBIT
Oh come on. you can hang around for a bit, don’t you want to see how stupidly sexy I can be, I’m 2D in all the right places.
LOBE
Na, I’ve got a sense of equality with women, as much as I could happily indulge in the visceral satisfaction, I won’t get to cum.
RABBIT
I’m modular, stack-able.
A catalog of LOBE’s sexual experiences are downloaded into his memory.
LOBE
(smuggling in a reference)
I know.
There is a long pause.
LOBE
( to the void)
I feel like I might have peeked, got any ideas I can talk to?
Over LOBE’s shoulder a dark figure stands, BANG. LOBE grasps his gut as clashing red blood spills over his hands
LOBE
You did that already, I don’t die. I’m the fucking hero! I get to stay alive, no matter what you demand of me. Remember when I had a goal, that was a bit better, those three guys in the tank.
ext. void continued
THREE GUYS IN A TANK
Do you mean us, from S02E02 SW Rebels? cos we where cool as fuck, asexual, and bald.
REASON
Sorry guys, no, LOBE can’t know about you directly, but we do have a set piece later on in the story that you could fill nicely.
REASON pushes the guys from S02E02 SW Rebels, boarding the tank, a homage to Tank Girl, Airfix, and Thunderbirds. It trundles out into the city to protect the premise.
INT. VOID continued
THE THREE
we are the three who are building, building the new light.
LOBE
what dose it do?
THE THREE
can’t tell you.
LOBE
why?
THE THREE
cos of something CAMBELL said filtered through a bunch of other guys.
LOBE
you, know though. right?
there is a pause as LOBE eyes THE THREE up, THE THREE go back to work.
LOBE
This is a bit shit, I’m going to find someone with medical experience and
(gesturing to his bleeding gut)
who’s more enthusiastic about all this.
LOBE finds that he has a daughter, she seems to have a better understanding of everything that’s going on and able to role with the punches. LOBE looks at her and motions towards his gun shot wound. she walks past.
THE THREE
‘Sup PUNCH
PUNCH
All good, I want to go leap about shit and be an action hero but I need some motivation.
THE THREE
we got all this goo and blue light, were going to make life, we need a movement of people to support this, are you up for leading them?
PUNCH
I’m skeptical about all that, I may be totally opposed to the blue light.
THE THREE
That would be better, you can probably switch at a crucial point.
PUNCH
But is there any value to that now?
After reflecting PUNCH heads over to her dad and starts to bandage his wound
LOBE
(almost broken)
You give a shit about me, you have no responsibility to me.
PUNCH
I have plenty of good memories of you, it’s implied in our interaction but its fine that you haven’t been given that much depth.
LOBE
I only seem to be able to express myself with this gun, it’s all Cronenbergy and attached to me symbolically.
PUNCH
But I’ve been inspired to be better than you and that’s why I am motivated by this new life premise together we can boil down this protagonist idea into something better. Have a little peak at the visual.
ext. street night continued
LOBE is lying in the arms of his daughter, the blood and bandages contrast in the noir light of the Gothic lamp post, LOBE’s blinking eyes focus on the clouds, they hang over the city, blue light exploding inside their mass, the first drops of water fall, landing on PUNCH’s lips, and LOBE’s eyes.
LOBE
I want to be reborn as a deeper character.
PUNCH
You have been.
(180d turn)
Now, lets go see who follows me.
int. void hanger bay continued
Five people assigned gender, sexuality and race like a character sheet for pathfinder turn up. They’re sitting on some cool truck, and you have to really squint to see any difference between these guys and the marines from Aliens
TRUCK-STOP 5
O'Right, PUNCH, me o’d musher
PUNCH
“some sort of fun line,” back at you
TRUCK-STOP 5
(disgusted)
Oh never mind a proper greeting, forget that in the audiences mind you’ve got to vouch for us, that all though we’re presenting as one unified voice, we’re a nail boom of cool character development. Least you could do is reach for a pun.
REASON
(over radio)
We need you guys defending the premise. If your not going to do anything useful over there…
int. void newsroom
PUNCH sits at the news desk images of each of the TRUCK-STOP 5 are over her sholder
PUNCH
ALAN, English S.A.S. type guy, alpha in every way like David Bowie, space ranger, guy fucker, and great dancer.
GWEN, tech girl, gender normative and crushed into it by her costume, (we’re hoping she’ll be a cross play favorite and key character to the shippers. She has, like, colour changing hair, but not gimmicky.)
(to STEVE)
Hay STEVE what gender are you? Never mind. what you building over there?
STEVE looks up from a work bench tools in frount of him
STEVE
A bunch of modules, suits and arms, I’m really into Gundam.
PUNCH
Look at you, taking the initiative and enterin’ diolouge. SAM, your name offers little insight into you character.
SAM
(pushing up some sort of cool hat/visor to show red pupils)
Your going to want to watch my actions, I don’t think I’m going to say anything else until season 4
REASON
(over radio)
Fuck sake SAM, can you come out here and be a sniper for a bit…
ext. city night
Purple clouds hand over the solvent socked city. SAM is on the top of a tower his body contorted into its surface like a spider, waiting for its web to be plucked.
REASON
(over radio)
Show me what you see.
The barrel of the scope travels over the horizon of the city and stops on a Ferris wheel, a cow, and a robot pounding the city streets into dust as it makes its way towards the premise.
REASON
(over radio)
That’s the target, a nice simple, giant robot, to deal with. Not some pipe dream of some over baring god who’s not exactly light with his touch.
(beat)
Do the work that’s in front of you and pull the trigger.
INT. VOID HANGER BAY CONTINUED
PUNCH
Look at SAM go a B story. fuck yeah, I’ll go check in with dad then.
As PUNCH walks away to tend for her father we hear a stifled scream
PUNCH
Oh yeah, RUNTY, your a bit too trapped in the…
(thinking on approach)
mission, anything to report?
RUNTY is hovering over a portable screen mounted to the truck, it’s read out shows multiple points of information.
RUNTY
There’s reports of a city in peril, the stakes are very high, there are lots of different bands of insurgents. They seem to be gathered outside, some are violent, most are looking for guidance, others are trying to storm the premise and take over. We need to act.
GWEN pushing buttons and looking techy
GWEN
Yes the stability of the premise is waring very thin and we still haven’t created this new life.
LOBE
Right then I’ll do it I’ll go out there and be a hero.
PUNCH
We’ll do it together.
The premise opens up to reveal the chaos outside, ALAN and RUNTY move forward controlling the crowed, a mad man with a gun sprays bullets. SAM takes the shot. The crowd scream and scatter, only the body and blood is left. The others jump into the truck. STEVE is at the wheel revving the engine as GWEN grabs at the cases on the side of the truck.
STEVE
(to GWEN)
Try box B
GWEN grasps the box placing it on the floor. With a flick, compartments on the box open, devices begin building an artillery cannon onto GWEN, ripping at her costume (key for serious cosplayers) she leaps round and onto the bonnet of the truck, arm aloft, lining the sights up on the giant robot walking towards them.
PUNCH is in the back at this point, sword aloft, commanding the charge, she looks out to the horizon, there the kit bashed tank of the guys from S02E02 of SW Rebels are being desolated by the robot. Explosions, creating a thick haze over the battle like an oil painting. She looks to her dad. Who has found his hover bike and is waiting for the command to be given.
The sword drops and the party role out.
RABBIT
Will they make it?
MORAL
I doubt they will, but they may inspire something else.
end.
