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Family Matters - E34
INT. PSYCHIC DETECTIVE'S OFFICE MIDDAY
This sun-drenched office is covered in papers, toys and sentimental items. The large windows to one side have their blinds down for privacy but angled to let in the sunlight. Two large desks sit across from each other, one much messier than the room at large and the other perfectly tidy. A fan in the corner is on. The door to the room has a large placard that hangs on the inside and can be reversed, and this side reads, "Out Solving A Case." PSYCHIC DETECTIVE leans back in his chair at the messy desk, he wears a long overcoat and holds a fedora. The scene should be in sepia tones, and the man's face should not be shown so that when he speaks, it looks like an internal monologue. Not shown is the man who holds the camera which we see through, GUILTY INTERN.
The heat was stifling that day, but that's the price a man pays to look this good.
Psychic wipes sweat from his forehead with a cloth.
My partner -
The camera slowly p
Page 49 - Big
The journey back to Sandpoint seemed like it would be as uneventful as the trip there. But traveling on a dirt path through the woods, only a few hours away from Sandpoint now, we all clearly heard the bellowing cries of some wounded animal deeper in the trees. After a quick discussion we decided to investigate, and seeing as the cart and pack animals wouldn't be safe among the close trees, Balthazar volunteered to stay behind and guard them on the path.
Following the occasional moaning growls, we found a large bear sitting on its haunches, one of its paws openly bleeding from a few nearby spiky traps that it had apparently walked through while narrowly escaping the worst of it. At this point we all realized how dumb it was trying to approach a wild animal while leaving our druid back with the cart. Kaiya reaches for her sword, she thinks it looks feral and that we'll need to put it down, but Aishe tells us that the animal is actually tame with one of her usual quick oracular insights.
Family Matters - E33
INT. CRUISE SHIP FAMILY CABIN MORNING
This small, sparse bulkhead room has two portholes in the back, two beds bolted to the floor and a doorway to a small bathroom, similar to a small motel room. Father enters with Baby in her sling, one large duffel bag in hand, he flips on the light with his free hand. Mother walks in behind him with two smaller bags.
This will be great.
Father inspects the room as Mother puts her two bags down.
This is just what we needed.
Mother takes Baby and sits down on the far bed, as Father checks under the beds, then in the bathroom.
A fun Family vacation where we don't have to do anything for a whole week.
Father lays down beside Mother and tests the bed.
One perfect week then Fat Cat's campaigning begins for real.
Father looks terrified at the thought, and now Baby looks like she might start to cry. Mother sighs.
- Mother (slowly)
Calm down. Relax. If you obsess, you won't enjoy your "perfect" week.
Page 48 - Scholar
We also visit the Great Library to meet Danial. There's not many people among the shelves, so the old elf surrounded by books isn't hard to find. When we ask, he says that he is in fact Danial and that these books are all old treatise and historical documents on or even from the time of the Runelords. Most of the party proceeds to make fun of him for reading so much; Yoo says that stories should be heard and then recited from heart, while neither VV nor Balthazar's cultures ever payed much interest in literacy. Kaiya says that he should at least be reading religious documents, so he'll grow stronger in his faith as well as his mind. Only Aishe defends him, saying that she reads too, sometimes.
Danial notices and identifies the Sihedron amulet Aishe is wearing and shows interest in seeing it closer, which becomes a bit awkward since it is hanging from her neck. VV steps in but only to ask Danial to impress on Aishe the danger of wearing this old magical amulet. Danial says that he doesn
Family Matters - E32
INT. FAMILY HOME FATHER & MOTHER'S ROOM LATE EVENING
The room is messier and Mother's side of the room looks more lived in. Baby sleeps soundly in her crib at the foot of the bed. Mother and Father sit up in bed, Mother leans against Father and reads a magazine with an old motorcycle on the cover, Father checks over the notes he has written on a yellow pad.
- Father (worried)
Tomorrow's going to be busy.
- Mother (slowly)
A tablet would make that easier.
Fat Cat already had his fundraiser formal planned for the evening, but then a request for an interview came in yesterday and the best time they had available was an hour before.
How formal is this formal? Do I wear something nice, or really nice?
And the baseball game I planned with the opponent's campaign team just had to be tomorrow morning. Did I tell you about that one? My idea for a campaign teams charity baseball game? Fat liked the idea, but now it looks like bad timing.
If I have to da
Page 47 - Bad Juju
We leave the guards at the house to make sure no one else can mess up or steal anything from the scene, then return to the Mayor with as much evidence as we can carry. The Mayor looks even more shocked to see everything we bring than when he saw his own name on the list of sacrifices, but he tells us that we have found plenty of evidence against Ironbar to make him lose trust in his ex-Chief Justice, he'll be a wanted man from now on. This may not be our usual way of dealing with villains of his caliber, but no one really has any complaints.
Talking for a while with the Mayor, we discuss what the names being on the list means. Aishe points out it might just be a list of people who owe these gangsters money, but VV reminds her that we've already learned a lot about this ritual and what it's supposed to do. Based on the note we found on Aldern, it seems they are earmarking people to later kill in some ritual fashion, so they can harvest some sort of Evilness energy that apparently reside
Family Matters - E31
INT. FAMILY HOME KITCHEN MORNING
The room is only lit by outside light from the window, and looks very hot. Daughter is slumped over the table, a full bowl of dry cereal in front of her, she holds a spoon in one hand but can't seem to muster the energy to eat. Baby sits in her high chair beside Daughter, half asleep and lethargic. Father walks into the room from the hallway with several full grocery bags in hand and a dry-cleaned suit in a plastic cover over his shoulder. He looks haggard, and quickly places the grocery bags on the table.
It is a nightmare out there!
- Daughter (muffled)
Because of the treasure?
Daughter sits up, a confused look on her face that Father misses, he is turned around to hang the dry-cleaned suit up.
Already hear about it on the radio?
Only the last part, all I know is there's a Walking's treasure?
Father nods as he turns around to unload the grocery bags and put the groceries away.
Yes, and the who
Family Matters - E30
INT. PAINTBALL PARK OFFICE MIDDAY
The office is a bit more clean and organized this time, and the wall of banned patron pictures is entirely gone. Son sits behind the front desk, he looks bored as he flips through the stack of banned patron pictures in his hands. The bell over the door CHIMES as a group of three Students enter the office, already in their paintball gear, their helmets off and clipped to their sides. SONNY enters with them and stands nearby; he is a tall teen with bright yellow hair and an easy grin. The students approach Son, one looks angry as the other two try to calm him.
- Students (angry one first)
What's this supposed to mean? Come on man, it's nothing. Yeah, don't get angry about nothing.
The angry student slaps a paper down on the front desk as Son puts the banned patron pictures away and smiles up at him.
- Son (innocently)
The injuries and lawsuits form? That's so we can't be sued if someone shoots someone in the eye.
The angry student points roughly a
Page 46 - Chief Justice
After a good night's rest in the upstairs rooms, which were surprisingly nice considering what goes on below, we all feel a lot better. We meet in the cafe for breakfast, and decide we should head to see the Mayor of Magnimar to warn him of this strange cult and the long list of sacrifices they plan to make. With his name on the list, we should have a pretty easy time getting his attention.
When we arrive at the Mayor's residence, there are a couple of private guards at the front entrance. When we approach and ask to be let in, they ask if we have an appointment to see the Mayor. Kaiya strides to the front of our group and demands to be let in, saying that we have life-saving information for the Mayor that he needs to see immediately. The guards look doubtful, and ask who we are. Everyone starts to introduce themselves, but after only a few names the guards look a lot more interested, the say they've heard of us as the Heroes of Sandpoint, since the soldiers who came before us from San
Hellspawn - Pilot[We open up to blood trickling across a hard wooden floor. The only sounds that we hear are a little girl crying. The camera shows cuts to various points of interest in the room. We see a picture with a cracked frame. In it is a family of three: a mother, a father, and a young girl. The camera cuts to a stuffed bear, its leg torn open and some of the stuffing falling out. We see this girl's shadow on the wall. Within seconds it grows ethereal eyes and a very pointed grin. This will be known as "The shadow" and the girl, its owner, "Jessica." The Shadow speaks with a Faustian inflection, but is very similar to Jessica's voice, just slightly distorted.]
Shadow: You know that it had to be done.
Jessica: No! No! Go away! I hate you!
Shadow: If you hadn't, they would have taken you back to the institution, and you don't want that, do you?
Jessica: There had to have been another way... I'd rather have gone back!
Shadow: And have them hook you up to all of those wires and machines? They were
Equestria Girls: A Rising Sunset
Equestria Girls: A Rising Sunset
An MLPFIM Fan-script written by Julian Yeo
Twitter: @judacris judacris.tumblr.com
Caution: Non-Canon Elements Treated Canonically
The following fan-script explores a storyline that takes place after the events of "My Little Pony: Equestria Girls" and contains a non-canonical pairing. Reader discretion advised.
SCENE: Ponyville Park
Twilight Sparkle and new beau Flash Sentry walk down a path in the park, watching the leaves provide a splash of colour to the ground below.
Flash Sentry: "I gotta say that I like autumn leaves."
Twilight: "I've always loved the leaves falling. They're so pretty."
Flash Sentry: "Not quite as pretty as you."
Twilight: (long pause, Flash Sentry remains still) "I am not... You're such a cheeseball!"
(another long pause)
Twilight: (leans closer to Flash) "You're my cheeseball."
(Flash Sentry produces a weak, embarrassed smile)
(cut to expanded view, we see the co
HetaOni - GerIta"Italy..."
That name escaped everybody's lips. I never thought they'd miss me that much. I could see them, but they couldn't see me. They were all around my body. Spain was tearing up and Romano had already broken down, while everybody else was in shock and disbelief. Yet, I wasn't. I knew I was going to die, that thing was after me anyway. I'm just glad I was able to save everybody, especially Germany... I just didn't know where I was supposed to go. All of a sudden, out of nowhere, I saw that thing. Was he going to guide me to my friends?
"Is this the right way?"
He nodded, remaining completly silent. I unconciously started walking towards him.
I stopped and turned around to gaze into the pitch blackness.
"Hello? Is someone here with me?"
"That's not the right way Italy! He's trying to trick you."
His voice sounded so familiar, I know him from somewhere.
"Follow my voice, Italy. Don't go with him."
"Can I trust you?"
"Of course you can."
I wandered around
Winter Solider x Reader (Beautiful Stranger)
Winter Solider x Reader
Well, you never met him. You barely know him. But just looking at him, made your heart flutter. Yeah, he might kill you right now. But you couldn't stop staring at him.
You were working at a small coffee shop in New York City. It was cozy, and had a good handful of costumers. Monday mornings were very busy. There would be long lines, but you made sure that every costumer would be happy with they're order. Which they were. And people would just come back, some would even bring friends.. But like I said Monday Morning were busy and people just came in like a bunch of animals.
And today you weren't like yourself. You were, slower and more unfoc
01. Kung Fu Panda 3: Super...
TITLE - Kung Fu Panda 3 - Chapter 01: Superlative Lethargy Training!
It was another early morning in the Jade Palace for Master Shifu, The Furious Five, and Po, AKA "The Dragon Warrior". But instead of constant and routinely training exercises, being in a state of 'Inner Peace', etc... We all had woken up fed up, and surprisingly nobody knew what to do for a change!
There were no bad guys to fight, the Valley was at peace and literally lived to its name, and generally so was all of China at peace as well.
Master Shifu just sat on the stairs that led up to the palace, the rest of the Five wondered and pondered on what to do outside on the training ground, Po wasn't hungry, and I (Tigress) just laid on my back and gazed up to the hot summers clear blue sky.
"What do you have planned for today Shifu? Nothing, I have nothing planned for today!" Shifu said to himself, as he chucked pebbles down the steps to relieve his boredom.
"I want to get something done, oh yeah! Wi YAH!" Po sai
The Hunger Games-- Live gameHow to play:
THE HUNGER GAMES
Minimum 8 people, maximum 12
1 roll of masking tape
2 minimum, 4 maximum game makers
2 red hats, 1 yellow hat, 1 purple hat, blue hats for all game makers
Weapons (all weapons have a bit of masking tape on them):
3 long sticks (swords)
2 Frisbees (chakrams)
4 tennis balls (bombs/grenades) limit one to each player
2 (Nerf) toy guns (blow darts)
5 short sticks (daggers)
Large area with obstacles i.e.; trees, rocks, playground etc.
Game makers base with timing device and weapon cache
Bottles labelled antidote, something small and wearable (ring, bracelet etc)
How to play:
Twelve people are competitors in the 'Hunger Games', where everyone must kill or be killed. To start with, everyone must be spaced out around the edge of the 'arena'. In the centre will be the 'cornucopia'; where most weapons are sto
Sakura's Fantasy Diary, story one.
Today was awful as I watched Naruto and Sasuke argueing over random and stupid things as we walked towards the Yamanaka flower shop to visit with Ino. It has been half a year, and Sasuke hasn't completely trusts anyone from the village yet, besides Naruto. His cold eyes still freeze my body still as he looks me in the face for his monthly eye treatments.
The use of his sharigan suppassing the limits which it was made, he was lucky to still maintain his sight. "Sakura, are you okay?" I looked up to see Naruto glancing back at me, only for a fresh smile perking across my face with my cheeks blushing red.
"Yes, I am fine like always." Even though, it was a lie as my whole body was worried about both my teammates. "Ino?" I looked inside the flowershop, to catch a glimpse of a blonde hair shinobi, balancing on a wooden stool hanging a vase in the air. "Ino, what in the world are you doing?"
"My father tells me that there are nobles coming to the village and to hang these fancy va
Bite MeI love to tease him.
"Talking to thin air again England?"
I hate lying to him.
"I'm fine England, really. It's just a head cold."
And most of all I wish I could tell him how much I love him but I can't. I can't be too close to anyone
Because I might devour them
America knew England would notice something was wrong with him. He'd notice how unusually pale he was; how he wobbled slightly when he walked. He couldn't help it, he was just so thirsty! He was grateful to be seated far from the Briton at the conference.
At the moment, America was walking briskly down the hall of the hotel he was staying at. If he was lucky, he could leave before any of the other countries could pull him aside; always to ask the same damn question: "Are you alright?". England had been asking it far too much for his taste.
Just as he puts in the room key into the proper slot, his taste of victory disappears with the feeling of a hand grabbing his shoulder. America stiffens from the touch.