Posted 18 December 2007 - 12:28 AM
*Double Post*
Well, I finished my script. It's not RANDOMLOLS, like X Zolon's (quite from it, actually). It's a sitcom about the Trotskies: (The Typical Trabian T-family).
Cast:
Thomas Trotsky
Timothy Trotsky
Tina Trotsky
Jane Trotsky
Star Jedi
Bobette McPerson
And a bunch of throw-away characters
Opening Song: The Trotskies/ In the Land of Snow!/ Its own/ television show!/Meet the
family/Thomas, the head/Tina the wifie/Timmy, the son/Jane, the baby!
Script:
[Cut to Trotsky Home]
Thomas: Okay, everyone, the news is going to start so shush!
[Thomas turns the television dial, only static]
Thomas: Hmm...
[Flips through channels, all static. As Thomas becomes more and more visibly angry, the laugh track
starts and gets louder]
Thomas: Well, it's not working. I'll go check the antenna.
[Cut to Thomas falling off roof. Blood pools]
Thomas: (woozy) The antenna's fine
[laugh track]
[Thomas walks inside]
Tina: Phone isn't working either.
Jane: Maybe it's related
Thomas: But how?
[Cut to power station. A single drone is fighting against several armed solders in black uniforms]
[Cut to inside. Bobette marches by with several guards.]
Bobette: Are we almost ready?
Guard 1: As soon as we cut power, we can start.
Bobette: Good. These peanut butter PIGS will soon learn...
[laugh track]
[Cut to Trotsky home]
[Lights go out]
Timmy: Huh?
Tina: Now what?
Thomas: I'm going to turn on the battery radio
Radio: This is station 138.5, giving you up-to-date Trabian News. A state of emergency has been
declared as much of Trabia is under attack by the APBA. It is suggested that all citizens hide and turn
the radio down. Don't bother locking doors, they'll just bust them down.
Tina: Oh dear.
Radio: We will broadcast as long as possible. Again, it is suggested tha- What? No! GET AWAY!
[Gunshot]
[Thud]
Timmy: He must have been really scared by that lightning.
[laugh track]
Tina: I think we should go to the basement.
[pounding on door]
Timmy: I'll get it!
Thomas: Timmy, no!
[Timmy opens door. One of the soldiers in black at door hits Timmy in the back of the head with the
butt of his gun]
[laugh track]
[Cut to jail]
Tina: Oh dear.
Timmy: Oh my head....
Jane: Good work, Tim!
[Jane hits Timmy in the head]
Timmy: {screams in pain}
[laugh track]
Thomas: Now, it's not Timmy's fault. It's no one's. We just need to wait, and they'll let us out.
Man: (off screen) Nooooo! PLEASE!
[Soldiers in black drag man across floor in front of cell]
Man: Not ROOM 101! Please!
Soldier: Oh, don't worry. The lab is already set up for you.
Man: NOOOO! I beg you!
[The pleas fade]
Timmy: I didn't like school either. He really must not. Must be science.
[laugh track]
Thomas: On second thought, one of us should probably go get help. Look, an opening in the wall. Jane,
you think you can fit?
Jane: Maybe. But I'm scared... Mommy?
Tina: JUST GO!
[laugh track]
Jane: Okay
[Jane gets stuck in opening. Tina kicks her through]
Jane: Oww... Aaaah....
[thump]
Jane: Since when were we on the second story?
Thomas: Get going!
[laugh track]
Jane: Well, it's below freezing, I'm hungry, and I could easily be shot by soldiers. Still, it shouldn't be too
hard to find help before I die.
[Zoom out to show nothing around except the prison]
[laugh track]
[fade to black, fade in to Jane walking]
Jane: Hmm... Red clad soldiers. Not Trabians, but probably not from the Anti-Peanut Butter Army,
either. Hello!
[Jane walks to the camp]
Soldier 1: Who are you?
Soldier 2: Speak or we'll kill you!
[laugh track]
Jane: I am a Trabia girl looking for help.
Soldier 1: Well, come then.
[Soldier leads Jane through camp to a large, nice tent]
Soldier 1: Here. Leader, some Trabian has come to see you.
Star: Come in.
[Jane does]
Star: We need a guide, and a Trabian is perfect.
Jane: Who are you?
Star: I am Star Jedi, the leader of the Reeses Army. We need to fight off the APBA to protect the
Reeses. Will you help?
Jane: If we save my family first.
Star: Sure.
[Cut to a dank room with two soldiers in black and Timmy, tied down]
Soldier: So, you like peanut butter, huh?
Timmy: Oh, yes. Why?
Soldier: Well, we're going to give you some, son.
Timmy: Then what's the knife for?
Soldier: To get to where we're giving you the peanut butter, of course.
[alarm sounds]
Intercom: RA forces approaching. All units get in defense position.
[Soldier runs out of room, leaving Timmy tied to the table]
[Cut to outside prison. APBA and RA soldiers are fighting]
[APBA soldier is shot]
APBA solider: Ohh, well... I guess there's nothing left I can do but look at my girlfriend's photo so I'll die
with the thought of her love. [Dies]
[RA soldier comes over.]
RA soldier: A photo? Wow... she's good-looking... Uh.
[RA soldier takes photo and sticks in pocket]
[laugh track]
RA soldier: Heh..
[RA solider is shot in back]
[laugh track]
[Cut to much later. The battlefield is quiet and the RA stand victorious]
Star: We have succeeded here! Let us continue!
[Thomas, Timmy, and Tina come out of the ruins of the prison.]
Jane: Mommy, Daddy, Timmy!
[family hug]
[fade to black, fade in to a platform with Star on it]
Star: The war has ended, and the Reeses Army has freed Trabia!
[cheering]
Star: Now, as the start of reconstruction, let us rebuild the Reeses Factory!
Thomas: (in crowd) Uh, we never had a Reeses Factory in Trabia.
Star: Oh. Well let's begin on one!
[cheering]
[cut to a large factory with nothing around it except some ruins and shacks]
[cut to inside. Everyone is manning machinery making Reeses]
Timmy: Well, this didn't work like we hoped.
Bobette: (in chains) You stupid pigs, what did you expect?
Soldier: Quiet!
[Soldier whips them]
[laugh track]
[Zooms out showing nothing but shacks, ruins, Reeses factories, and a huge palace]
[laugh track]
[credits roll]
I endorse stalking. :thumb: