Monday, November 2, 2009

Week 11: A lot of R's in this.

Rowan and I have decided to do something different this week and write individual scenes to the same story. Here is a quick summary of the universe:

In the year 2535, humanity is caught in a brutal civil war. Five years earlier the Terran Union outlawed using the benign Bren race as a source of slave labour in favour of sentient machines. The Union's colonies did not appreciate this move and ceded to form the The United Free Colonies.
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And here's part of the script:



Int. Space Station Shuttle-bay – CONTINUIOUS

Ryley is checking his papers and boarding a shuttle for the Alenko. He enters the shuttle and takes a seat closely followed by a woman who sits next to him. She flicks her hair and smiles at him as she looks around.

Ryley
Hi I'm Ryley Dorn

Rene
Lieutenant Rene Winter – Technical Advisor.
So what are you a communication officer?

Ryley
Well not exactly...

Rene
Your not a grunt are you?

Ryley looks noticeable uncomfortable. Rene bites her lips.

Rene
(continuing)
Sorry well it could be worse you could be
one of those muscle bound idiot pilots.

Ryley
So you advise?

Rene
Well not as much as I would have liked.
I was bought in to join the shore party
and act as technician.

Ryley
Shouldn't someone from the Alenko's
engineering team handle that?

Rene
Well you officer codes to access the mainframe
as well as technical know how and the Alenko's
Chief Engineer is a little old fashioned. He
believes an engineer should never leave his
ship and go on shore mission.

Ryley
He's not Scottish by any chance?

Rene
No Norwegian why do you ask?

Ryley
Oh someone once told me the Scottish
make the best engineers.

Rene
That's just superstition.

AI Pilot
We are within visual range of the Alenko

The shuttle approaches and lands in the Alenko's hanger. The door opens and a crewmember enters.

Crew Member #001
Are you the new CAG?

Ryley
That's me

Crew Member #001
Good we have some nuggets for you to grow

Rene buries her head.

Rene
You're a pilot

Ryley
I would invite you to the mess hall but you
know us pilots, I have to head to the gym
and wail on my pecks.

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