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The plot of the movie so far:
TBD
#tumblr polls#based on#assault on precinct 13#harrison ford#michael b jordan#lewis tan#sarah rafferty#morena baccarin#amybeth mcnulty#julian dennison#kumail nanjiani#oscar isaac#jeff ward#walton goggins#victoria pedretti#action movie#action film#polling#poll#random polls#my polls#poll time#polls#actors#actresses#choose your own story#movie plot#to be determined#reblog for a bigger sample size#ongoing series
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This day has vanished (leapt) and is not to be seen until the next leap year which will be 2028. I might wait for it, all through February. The joy I felt last year to have an extra day... Until further notice we are doing "regular". Hang in there my leaplings! Your birthday is postponed, not forgotten. Has anyone watched eg Leap Year with Amy Addams and Matthew Goode on last years leap day (not gonna spoil for those who haven´t seen or heard of it at all - if you wanna know something regarding the plot give search engines work).

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#february 29th#an extra day every four years#leap day#leap year#unique day#february 29th birthday#2024 leap year lept fast#schaltjahr#2025 is not a leap year#einen extra tag#alle vier jahre#leap year / verlobung auf umwegen#certain movies on certain days of the year#amy addams#matthew goode#2024 had 366 days#2025 just 365#2028 is the next leap year#2028 ist das nächste schaltjahr#where is my extra day?#until further notice postponed#february#february things#february month#second month of 2025#second month of the year#movie plot#filmhandlung#movie watcher#filmschauer
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I love you .
You are always there in everything I touch. A constant reminder that I have made a home out of every thought of you I think .
Pic cred-bookholics on Instagram.
#writers on tumblr#my writing#poetryportal#writers#quotes of the day#movie plot#moving on#movies#films#instagram#love quotes
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Alright let's write a plot for a Super-Why movie go
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Sky High and Harry Potter and the Cursed Child have the same plots.
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who’s ready for the “new” Disney movie where an girl/ princess will have some sort of magic with some sort of an animal companion with an villain who want her magic
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Link to the previous part
#tumblr polls#based on#assault on precinct 13#lewis tan#sarah rafferty#morena baccarin#amybeth mcnulty#julian dennison#kumail nanjiani#oscar isaac#jeff ward#walton goggins#victoria pedretti#harrison ford#michael b jordan#action movie#action film#polling#poll#random polls#my polls#poll time#polls#actors#actresses#choose your own story#movie plot#to be determined#reblog for a bigger sample size#ongoing series
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Random movie plot idea: a murder mystery where they play 7 minutes in heaven, but during those 7 minutes, the other person in the closet is murdered and the detective has to prove it wasn't them.
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Your father was the King's elite bodyguard, and it was your dream to follow suit, but the only problem is that you're a girl in 17th century France, so this sucks bad. Your mother is strangely supportive and sends you on your way to Paris, with a letter from your dead father to his old boss. The first thing you do once upon arriving is get caught up in a very illegal duel and then embarrassingly lose.
And not only that, some random ass dog with no collar has gotten hold of your letter to your late father's boss, so your only route is to chase is through the city causing MAYHEM in your way, straight up sending a girl into the mud.
You realise that this is the king Regent's dog??? Huh weird, and he's talking to The Boss. Your letter is of no use, but while the Regent visibly mocks you, Boss is very sympathetic, and even though you being a girl is a deal breaker, he graciously tells you to come to him for help whenever you need it.
Alone and jobless, you secure a job as a palace maid, only to discover that the other maids were some of the people you harmed in your frantic rampage. Awkward. Head Maid is a Bitch, and sends you in an array of embarrassing tasks, up to the point that the rest of the maids feel sorry for you, and ivite you to stay with them.
Time flies by, you're cleaning the palace as this is Your Job, and the crown prince literally stumbles into you, rambling about his new invention, The Hot Air Balloon, and you go huh what a weird man as he's escorted away by a fussing Regent and you're scolded by Bitch Maid as you are not supposed to talk to the Prince. Literally seconds later, the great chandelier comes crashing down, missing the prince for less than a hair's width, shards fly everywhere, but you and the other maids save yourselves with an array of acrobatics, huh??
You admit to each other that it was your secret dream to become the King's elite bodyguards, but no time to waste, as you discover that the ropes holding the chandelier in place look as if they have been hacked away. Huh?? Weird.
You and your friends start training in secret in the secret passages below the palace, but one day you find the crown prince screaming for help as he's dangling from his hot air balloon and heading for the skies. Huh?? You rush to help him, and you have a bonding moment, where you end up confessing your desire to train as an elite soldier, but he scoffs, because you are just a maid. Asshole I guess. But upon inspection the hot air balloon ropes seeme hacked away woth the same blade. Weird.
On your way to home that very night, you discover the Regent's advisor gushing over his plan to sneak real swords amongst the fake swords given to each guest in the prince's birthday party next week. He's going to use the swords to literally murder the Prince, which is Bad. The Regent and Boss must be informed!!! But this is when the Advisor talks about how the Regent would be proud of his digression, so the Regent KNOWS!
You literally break into the palace, beging for an audience with the guards, and you find Boss and Regent talking together. In a stupidly brave move, you accuse the Regent to his face, demanding that he should open the sword boxes, to show everyone what he plans. Boss is angry at you for being so disrespectful, he is the king after all, but Regent humours you, and opens the first box, only to reveal fake blades. You demand that he opens the rest, as he clearly picked which box you open, but you are forcefully escorted off the premises.
The Prince will die in three days, and nobody believes you. So you disguise yourselves and use your knowledge of the palace to sneak in the party. You keep a close eye on him, so when the Regent lurches, you are ready and parry his block. He ends up calling you an assassin, sent here to kill the Prince, as his men pick the Prince up and escort him somewhere far away. You try to run after them, but you are stopped by a large group of men loyal to the Regent. Your only way out is to fight them all, so among you and your friends, you do, and somehow manage to win against all odds. You know that the Prince must have been taken to the secret paths below the castle, so you rush there only to find the King's elite guard tied and gagged. You leave your friends to deal with all that, while you chase after the Regent alone.
You find him on his way to throw the Prince off the roof, trying to frame it as a tragic accident. You jump between them, slashing at the Regent, but he recovers, leading to a duel between you where one wrong step means plummeting down to your death. You show him mercy, but it was a mistake, as he backstabs you, but the Prince does the only competent thing so far, and saves you back. The elite guard arrives just on time, to see the Regent arrested.
The Prince demands that he sees through your disguises, he wants to see the real faves of those who saved him. Against all odds he recognises you from the hot air balloon insident. And you and your friends are promoted as his elite personal guard!
Now imagine you are Barbie in the Three Musketeers.
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So, the world’s population is skyrocketing. They have so much population that they’ve started building housing that are like miles tall. Anyways, this is bad. The government goes “huh, we need population control”. So what do they do? Giraffe. They make mutated carnivorous giraffes. Every year on June 21st (look up why) they release them into cities across USA. About 200 people are allowed to escape if they get randomly selected for a ticket to get on a plane, and go to a resort well everyone else gets killed. At the end of the day, the survivors in the city are given $200 million and get to meet the president. You may seem to think that’s a lot. But the giraffe is deadly. It’s a fearsome hunter, and it can sniff out anyone. Some people as such willingly participate if they’re desperate enough. Others are just unlucky and don’t get a ticket.
A divorced woman from New York decides to participate after her ex husband gets a ticket along with her six year old kid, and gets to leave. The giraffe is dropped into the city, and she immediately hides out in some sort of shopping mall. The giraffe gets in, and the woman flees. Eventually, she falls in with a group of people who also chose to stay, or just had bad luck. Teenager, a teenager in debt. Guy, a guy who may become her love interest. Girl, a badass because yeah. Other guy, a gym rat. They all start fleeing from giraffe, and start plotting to kill it. I’ll write more plot later.
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I think we need more supervillain scenes where they have cats on their laps and they just don't turn around at all because the cat finally sat down and if they dare to move, the cat will leave again, so they have to call the superhero to the other side of their desk to give their monologue
Alternatively, they can just be facing forward the whole time, but I think having to be like "come around the desk, hero, I can't move, evil scruffle muffin is sitting here and I cannot disturb his nap time" is funnier and more realistic
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Ludwig Bechstein's books were initially more popular than Grimm's in their competing era of publication (~1800s). I got these from a library book sale and this is what I went to look up. But here's what else I learned from Wikipedia:
*His mother was a German countess and his father was NOT THE COUNT. 👁️👄👁️
*His father was a French immigrant who mysteriously disappeared before his birth. 👻
*He grew up in the nearby orphanage in poverty, like, within sight of his mother's castle.
*His uncle Johann (mother's brother) was a respected scholar, we're talking: naturalist, forester, ornithologist (birds), entomology (insects), heptologist (amphibians) etc. In a time when the natural sciences were not necessarily divided between biology, zoology, botany, etc. The guy founded schools, classic wandering scholar archetype.
*Unkle Hans returns home and finds out he has a nine year old malnourished nephew living in the streets. Pissed (I assume). He adopts little Ludwig and immediately sends him to school (which would take a lot of catching up for NINE YEARS in these streets).
*Luddy boy studies philosophy, has connections with some big sponsors, apprentices as a pharmacist, ugh, moved to literature.
*Lutz gets a lifetime post as a Duke's librarian, where he happily writes romance novels, poetry, and published collections of folk tales.
*When he died they built a fountain (not a bench) in the English garden of the estate.
#movie please#movie plot#ludwig Bechstein#librarian lore#history#grimm's fairy tales#fairy tales#old books#book sale#german fairy tales
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we have GOT to kill tiktok/twitter self-censorship i just witnessed a grown adult say the word “smex” out loud to our professor
#icarus speaks#JUST SAY SEX!!!#my proof professor was SO confused too#because she had said sex. other students had said sex. IT IS NOT WRONG TO DISCUSS THAT!!!#WE WERE WATCHING A MOVIE ON FRIDA KAHLO. THIS IS INTEGRAL TO THE PLOT
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Day 34
Warnings: None, Readers under 18 can read this book.
Copyright: My OCs are Coach Yonce, Emma, Ila, Tempus, and Itty Bitty. I own these characters. I do not condone any copying of this.
EXCERPTS FROM SEBASTIAN STANS JOURNAL
EVIDENCE FOR RUSSO TRIAL
JOURNAL ENTRY ONE:
Things have sort've gotten weird, but I'm gonna have to start at the beginning for it all to make more sense. See, the movie is supposed to be about a HYDRA facility that's testing children by putting them into different scenarios. As Bucky Barnes, I'm helping that. The boss lady's real name is some actress I've never heard of, I can honestly barely remember her name now. I think it's like Della Reyes. But her movie name is Tempus.
So since there's supposed to be a love connection between one of the characters and Bucky Barnes, Tempus told me that Anthony said I could choose who the main character got to be. Which is cool and all, unusual, but I think it'll make everything easier. I chose the brown haired girl from the top block. She's 23 according to the bio, but in the movie will be 17.
So the first day I met her, the looks were a bit different from the picture. The nose clip was a bit weird and she seemed to hate it, messing with it a lot so I assumed it as a prop they'd given her. The whole outfit seemed to make her uncomfortable and I wondered why she would wear it then.
Anyways, I was also told all of her lines were improv and that I could improv most of my lines as well. I asked her what her name was. In return, she asked what my name was. I wasn't supposed to answer questions not asked by someone who controls the Winter Soldier. So I didn't answer. Neither did she. I guess she's going for a cheeky sort of character.
In one of the scenes, I am supposed to 'accidentally' eavesdrop on the kitchen which I did. And that's how I alerted my new ward not to eat the eggs which were 'poisoned'.
By the third day, I told her my name was Sebastian. I was supposed to give her a fake name and I thought Sebastian would be a cool Easter egg. I was never told to do the scene again, so I guess they liked it too.
But now, things are weird. I've been watching. Either the kids are really amazing actors, or they really are depressed. I can only imagine though that they are great actors. Or maybe they're all miserable about something else.
I don't know.
JOURANL EXCERPT TWO:
I've been watching. All of the kids that ate the eggs have suddenly disappeared. I thought they would have 'died' in the games, but that's another weird thing. None of these kid actors are staying in the actors lounge, which is the top floor. I haven't seen any of them.
Tempus says that they're sending them home when their scenes are done. I guess that's fine then. But it would've been cool to meet some of them. I always loved meeting kids that were fans.
Anyways, continuing from the last entry. In the last game, one of the girls playing the killer of the game did a stunt to kill herself. I guess it was in the plot somewhere. I never read anything about the other scenes. Only my own.
Ever since that event, they've been kept in their rooms for three more days. When I took my ward- who says her name is Y/N- back up to her 'cell', she was shaking. It was strange, but then I realized they were probably still recording this scene.
Of course I left after I put her in her room.
But when I was walking through all of the hallways that night because the time difference was still screwing with my schedule, I could hear her screaming into her pillows like she had nightmares.
I told myself she was doing another scene.
But now, I'm not so sure.
JOURNAL EXCERPT THREE:
I had to take Y/N to the showers today as per the script. I was supposed to wait in the room and she would pretend to take a shower as to create sexual tension between the two of us for the plot.
Normally, what happens in this scene is they pull a curtain between the two of us and I would only be able to see the silhouette of her body.
There was no curtain.
I still followed through with my lines, telling her to go ahead. She glared at me, before she actually walked into the shower and showered with her clothes on. It was weird, like it wasn't actually supposed to be part of the script.
After she got out of the shower, I commented that she was going to get a cold. I guess I was just trying to keep the script going, the improv, but I think I really was worried about her health.
She said something about not showering naked in front of me and I said I would've turned around if she had asked. She said I never answered her questions- which was true per my character. I told her I told her my name and she said it could've been fake- which is true.
I asked how old she was and she asked the question right back at me, the way I knew she was going to. I told her 32 and she didn't answer at first. I teased her about that and she was very serious when she said 19.
That confused me just a bit. 'Cause her script said she was 23 and her movie age was supposed to be 17.
Then she went on. Told me how she graduated, how she was going to go to some college I'd never heard of before and become a doctor of sorts. Then she seemed to break the fourth wall, telling me her parents were going to celebrate by taking her to see the new Marvel movie.
That Dr. Strange and Iron Man were her favorite characters and how she'd never seen any of the Captain America movies.
It was so confusing. I wasn't entirely sure now when we were being recorded for the scenes and when we weren't. Apparently, there was camera crews behind the scenes so that everything was more 'authentic.'
She asked me to take her back to her room when she was crying. I've never seen someone cry so realistically before. Usually they're trying not to laugh or smile.
I'm starting to rethink everything.
I brought her down to the dining room. I waited in my usual spot.
One of the boys got impatient and touched the food when I guess they weren't supposed to. I was surprised that the effect seemed to be on him. The white lightning around his body.
Some of the children screamed, some fell of their chairs. But my eyes sought out Y/N. She had her eyes closed, crying. She had told me how much she loved life in general, how much these children 'dying' meant to her.
Except now I don't think I should be putting these 'marks' around the words. Because I think they really are dying.
I could smell the burning flesh of the dead boy.
JOURNAL ENTRY FOUR:
Y/N yelled at Tempus after more children died. Looking around, none of the other guards seemed fazed but me. Then again, I hadn't recognized a single person here. Not one. I thought Frank Gillo might've been here, cause Rumlow was a pretty big part of HYDRA, but so far I hadn't seen him.
Tempus told the children they could eat now, but when several of the children reached out, they toppled out of their chairs in electric sparks too.
I felt absolutely sick. Unless I was misunderstanding things, about six children had just died in front of me. I know understood why Y/N was so angry with me. I really was letting children die.
Y/N stood up, her chair toppling backwards. "I've found I'm not hungry anymore." She had said and then went to storm out of the room. I caught up with her, trying to stay in character though my head was spinning. I couldn't get caught. I had to contact the others, had to let them know to send for the police. Had to get these children out of here without myself ending up dead. I was the only adult here who seemed to care. I was the only one that could save these children.
Tempus told me to take her to the arena, to put her inside the minigame. I told her I would and took Y/N there.
I did my best to stay in character, telling her she was a depressing character with no optimism. I wanted to see how she would react.
She slapped me across the face. The sting of the impact hurt. I had never actually been slapped so hard- except on accident. She really wasn't acting.
I can remember her words, word for word as she berated me for calling her a character:
"Character?" She asked quietly. "Is this some sort of book to you? A movie? A game? I'm sorry if I'm not optimistic. Maybe you're blind, but your boss back there just killed a bunch of kids because she could. For no reason. I guess the games weren't progressing far enough. So sorry if I'm depressed. I just realized I'm not going to see my family again. Sorry about being depressed though. Sorry for not being more optimistic. I'll try and make it more exciting for you next time."
I didn't blame her.
Tempus eventually came in and told me to leave. I did.
I watched the entire thing on the screen, wondering if the monsters were real. I wondered if the wolves were really wolves, or just well trained dogs.
When she cut off her own pinky I threw up. I was shaking when I had to take her back to her room. When I had to address the poorly amputated pinky myself.
I tried to pretend I had no idea what had happened. My hands were trembling as I wrapped the bleeding stump.
I didn't even hear half the words she was saying, though I was sure she was saying something about me being afraid of some blood while I killed people. I had never killed anyone in my life. Sure, Bucky had, but that wasn't real.
It wasn't supposed to be real.
I told her I'd get her more blankets and make sure a doctor took care of it.
I went to Tempus and demanded it, pretending to demand it as the winter soldier slowly falling in love with the charge. I got the blanket and was told a doctor would see her in the morning.
I asked how it happened.
"An accident, unfortunately." Tempus had said, feigning sympathy. "I'll have to file a report with the boss of course. The door just snapped it right off."
I just winced in sympathy and then told her to make sure a doctor would check it out so it didn't get infected.
I went to find my phone later, so that I could contact Chris or Robert or Benedict or Tom, but found it was missing. That made my blood run cold. I wondered where my phone was. I'm guessing its been taken, so I'm starting to carry this journal around with me. I'll have to if I don't want them to find it.
JOURNAL ENTRY FIVE:
I paid attention during the games more than I ever did. I'm noticing that the special effects seem to happen right away, which has never happened in any movie I've ever made before. Usually, the special effects are afterwards.
It really is real.
I'm paying close attention to Y/N. I need to keep her alive. I've come to care for her so much, more than just a friend. I think I might actually be in danger of falling in love with her, now that everything is real.
She spent almost an hour looking for everyone, looking completely dejected.
Tempus told me to get ready for my next scene, and I climbed up the ladder into a very small room. I could see through the wall- which was like a two way mirror. I could hear the same sounds as a girl came around the corner. She was making the same sounds as those in the maze Y/N had to go through.
When Y/N heard them, she panicked, the hammer colliding with what she probably thought was a monster.
When she saw she hit the ground, she panicked, cradling the girls body in her arms, sobbing. My heart went out to her, as I tried to keep my eyes off of the dead girl. I wasn't prepared for this stuff. It was all supposed to be fake. It wasn't supposed to be real.
I was an actor. I dealt with fake death, fake love, fake everything. Not this.
The lights went out and I knew that was my cue. I slid the panel to the left and pulled her in. She was hyperventilating, an overwhelming stench of blood flowing to my nostrils.
I tried to remember my lines. I thought if I could just keep in line with the script, I could get through this. I could help her get through this.
Y/N couldn't breathe.
I kissed her.
I hadn't meant to. It was to early in the script. But it just happened and I couldn't regret it. She clutched at me desperately, trying to hold onto something. I think it really helped, because she was calmer when I pulled away.
I told her she needed to take the girl to the tank and everything would be okay. I told her to survive for me, and her friends.
She went off again and I climbed back down the ladder. Tempus was there. She nodded to me, "A bit early, but I think the viewers will appreciate it."
I excused myself to the bathroom to throw up.
Maybe this is all a huge nightmare and I'll wake up back in my house with Margarita and Betty, the woman on one side and the dog on the other. She'll ask me what's wrong in Russian first because she's half-asleep, and then wake up a little more and ask me the question again in English.
But I know in reality it's not. I wonder if she's worried that it's been almost a week or so since she's heard from me.
I still can't feel guilty about the kiss, even though I now know everything is real.
I made it back to the room to watch Y/N. I'm still telling myself that I'm only invested in her survival because she's just a kid. They're all just kids.
I don't know if I believe my words or not.
A boy just smashed her knee to pieces with the hammer before Tempus automatically killed him for breaking the rules.
I watched her struggle as she figured out a way to continue the game. How she kept pushing herself, fighting, collapsing, and getting up again.
I had to hand it to her- she was strong.
She finally found a wheelchair. She used it for as much as she could before she had to get on her feet again.
The players rushed through the doors, winning the game. Y/N finally collapsed out of the door too.
I rushed over to her, picking her up in my arms.
Tempus told me to take her to Doctor List.
The name didn't ring a bell with me until I got there. I nearly let his real name slip off my tongue, but we both stayed in character.
He left the room once and came back with a second doctor and then came back out to talk to me, "How'd she break her knee?"
"A boy smashed it." I muttered. "Henry, this is real. All of it. Have you realized that?"
Henry looked around and nodded slightly. "I have. I leave tomorrow. I'll alert them."
"Good." Was all I could say before I was able to take Y/N back to her room.
She needed help getting into her pajamas. I did, though I felt embarrassed of course.
JOURNAL ENTRY SIX:
I feel sick. Tempus just told me they're doing another improv scene: A rape. Y/N versus the doctor. Not Henry, he already left. But the real doctor. She said I could wait and then I would save her and it would continue the love interest between the two of us.
I don't know if I can even go through it. After everything that's happened in this place, I can only imagine that if I weren't to break into the room it might actually happen.
I can't let it happen.
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