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Day 7: Clear Day Fair
Tags: @loturaweek2024 Clear Day, festival/carnival/fairgrounds, background Shiro/Keith, background Hunk/Shay, background Matt/N-7, food and carnival prizes, flirting
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“It’s hard to believe that just four decaphoebes ago, we were all at war,” Allura said, sliding her hand into the crook of Lotor’s elbow and resting her head daintily against his shoulder. No use getting too cozy: they’d resume walking soon. But for the moment she held onto her betrothed, (the talsean chain he’d gifted her burning a hole in her pocket, not quite yet ready to tell the others, and Altean engagements started out private, anyway) and enjoyed the sight of people walking about, smiling, laughing, eating, playing carnival games and riding contraptions.
“It is,” he breathed. Harder to believe for him, than her, some small piece of him, she knew, believing that he would never quite get this far, his father’s empire an endless and unkillable thing.
They stood together in companionable silence a long, long moment. The breeze rustled at the hem of her dress, a scandalous little thing that went down only to her knees, fluffy and ruffled, and left her collarbone and shoulders bare. He’d dressed nice for today, too, still anxious about setting aside his armor, but today was a day of celebration and joy. He was wearing an old Altean tunic Coran had found somewhere in the castleship’s storage, his arms as bare as hers were, and she enjoyed the sight and feel of his unarmored biceps quite nicely.
He turned to her, gently dislodging her from his shoulder, and smiled, just a little bit of fang poking out. “Shall we join in?”
She smiled back, warm and with a little happy twitch to her ears. “I think we shall.”
What to do, what to do though? They were surrounded by so many options, it was a little hard to choose.
Shiro and Keith were at the arcade, racing against one another on a level so high they had a small gaggle of children surrounding the mock pilot chairs, their one token stretching much further than the arcademaster might like. That was well and good for them, but Allura had spent quite enough time piloting the Blue Lion these last few decaphoebes, and Lotor agreed that such activities were more work than pleasure in his mind.
Hunk and Shay were on a slow moving ride, cozied up and cuddling in the lovebird-shaped railcar while they were serenaded by wacky mascots and bright colors. They traded back and forth gentle knocks of their foreheads, Shay guiding Hunk through the motion, and embarrassingly public kisses, Hunk showing Shay how. The cuddling definitely seemed pleasant, but the loud music and very public shows of affection weren’t exactly what the two royals would count as a nice (or romantic, in terms of the mascots) time.
Matt and N-7 were wandering the displays, children’s 4-H projects and adolescents’ experiments and community members’ quilts and crochet and knit works and artistry and sculptures and technological wonders and photography and baked goods and insect collections and mushroom displays and favored livestock all out on display, discussing what looked to be some sort of mechanical puzzle or contraption. That looked fun, also, but felt a bit underwhelming when they were at a fair. Maybe later, Lotor and Allura agreed they wanted to do something a little more fun first.
They began to wander, perusing their options, when Allura stopped him with a sharp tug on his hand. “Oh Lotor, look at that!” she said, pointing at a cute plush toy with giant marble eyes and soft fuzzy fur.
“Would you like it?” Lotor asked, cocking his head at the thing like he wasn’t quite sure what it was.
“That’s a tier three prize right there,” said the carnie, leaned back on their chair, “gotta get thirty points; you a good shot?”
“I am,” Lotor said confidently, walking up to the stall and paying for the game. Allura fluttered a bit to have him so willingly indulging her, and also to see him lift the mock gun with those pretty pretty arms of his.
His first shot went wildly off-mark. “Hm. The balance is off,” he murmured to himself, and corrected. The second was just shy of the center of his target, earning him two points instead of five.
Every shot that followed hit the dead center of their marks, and the carnie whistled, impressed. Allura could feel herself grinning, and extended her hands with a giggle as the carnie handed the stuffed animal to Lotor, who then promptly turned and handed it to her.
“Thank you,” she said sweetly, hugging the toy to her chest.
“Of course,” he said, looking quite pleased with himself, and a little flushed beside. She raised her eyebrows, then ducked her chin into the soft fuzz of her gift.
“And does my paramour enjoy providing me with gifts?” she asked, sweet and cheeky and looking up at him from under her eyelashes, shoulders drawn close to her ears.
At “provide” she actually witnessed his pupils dilate, and he licked his lips briefly before returning, “Only if my dearest enjoys receiving them.”
Giggling, she took his hand in hers again, now having discovered how they would spend their time. She pulled him to the next game with a prize she liked—not far indeed, as there was an abundance of plushies, shining trinkets, cheap plastic jewelry of absolutely no value, and kitschy souvenirs that caught her eye.
The ring toss went fine from the first throw, winning her a long-limbed plush that had magnets sewn in its hands so it could hang around her neck, he had to try twice at the game where he filled a thin tube with water but successfully perched a little plastic tiara on top of her head, making her giggle at having two, he tossed balls into baskets and flicked marbles precise distances, looking more and more smugly pleased with himself each time he handed her whatever it was that she had pointed at. They were burning through their tokens rather quickly, but eh, they could always purchase more, and Allura was certainly not going to stop him from piling her high with stuffed toys and assorted knick-knacks.
He struggled the most at stalls run by Unalu, surprising Allura not at all, but although she insisted that she didn’t need the prize that had drawn her eye, he insisted on victory before they left. It was sweet, and deeply charming, and as Allura’s arms grew more and more full of the prizes he’d won her she found herself gigglier and gigglier.
“Voltron plushies, toss a ring, win a plush,” another Unalu hawked at passerby, and this time Lotor was the one to stop them.
“A… purple lion?” he asked, one eyebrow as arched as she’d ever seen it. “That does not exist.”
Allura bent to observe the lineup closer, the five colors she was used to, yes, but also a pink, white, and purple lion propped up at the end of the line, many more clustered on the wall of the back of the stand.
She looked up at him, just a motion of her eyes, face still close to the purple offender.
“I do want it though,” she said through the fluff of three different plush toys.
Lotor hesitated, then blushed, then looked away. “Well. If the lady wants.”
“Then the lady shall receive! Very good, sir, ten tokens to play!” the Unalu prompted, and tried to hand Lotor a set of rings much smaller than the ones scattered about the display.
“These are not correct,” Lotor said, derisive and with the low tone that made her shiver.
“Of course they are! They just look small in your strong, masculine—hands…”
Lotor loomed over the swindler, scowling impressively.
“You know, I think I did actually hand you the wrong set, here you are sir, enjoy!”
The carnie swapped the rings out for the actual size, and Lotor relaxed. Observed his targets. And made every single toss.
“Woo!” Allura cheered, jumping a little, her hands full.
“Ah. Well. Erm, according to the sign, which is in your line of sight so I wouldn’t ever tell you anything differently, nine successful throws is three small prizes or one large one. So if your lady here wants the purple one, you get two mor—”
“The pink one! The pink and blue ones!” Allura interjected excitedly, and the carnie handed them over.
“This one’s for you,” she said, setting the blue lion on his shoulder like a cat would perch. The pink and purple one she settled beneath her arm, almost immediately losing them in the mass of the other plush gifts.
“Ah—your—”
“My lion, the one that is real, and actually exists. Not these silly fakes,” she teased, smiling up at him.
“Ah,” he said, and oh, she did far too thoroughly enjoy her ability to render this man speechless. It was intoxicating, seeing her beautiful, eloquent Lotor reduced to a pleased smile half hidden by his hand, ears tinged with his blush.
The smell of funnel cake, made of ground tubers instead of grains, as she might have had on Altea, yet still unmistakable, wafted through the air.
“Oh! We must have one!” Allura insisted, dragging him away from the games and into the hall of food vendors, ciders and grilled skewers and breaded pockets of meat and air-puffed ground tubers that also should’ve been grains if this were Altea and sweets and cloudsugar lining them on either side, and Allura joined the first of the lines.
“It’s sweet!” Lotor remarked when they got theirs, a dusting of sugar falling on his chest as he bit into the fried delight.
“Of course!” Allura agreed joyfully.
“It’s good.”
“Do you not often enjoy sweets?”
Lotor snorted, taking another bite. “You might recall that standard Galran fare involves uniquely bland off-beige paste and little else.”
“Well, yes, and we Alteans have our exceedingly green goo, but surely you must eat regular food when you are planetside?”
Lotor gave her a look.
“Lotor. Only eat half of that. We are going to try everything in this aisle.”
He laughed at her sudden seriousness, but Allura was not anywhere even close to joking. He dutifully waited with her in every single line, trying out savory meats and spicy candies and more sweets and buttery tubers at her prompting, eating whatever they’d just purchased while they waited in the next line. They bumped into Pidge, Hunk, and Shay in one of the lines, chatting happily while Lotor gnawed on a well-sauced bone of meat, and Hunk reminded them to hydrate while they were here. When they finished with their final shop (a meat skewer place with crisped alliums and bell peppers that smelled divine) she decided to play another little ploy on her intended, and guided him away from the crowd.
“This is good, as well,” he praised, seeming to enjoy the meat dishes the most out of everything they’d tried.
“Good! Give me a bite,” she said, resettling all her many plush gifts in both hugging arms, so she could not reach out and take it. Instead, when he began to extend the skewer to her, she opened her mouth and leaned forward.
“Allura?” he choked, eyes blown so wide they were nearly all pupil.
For her part, she blinked her eyes as big as they would go and stared up at him innocently. “My hands are full,” she commented, high pitched and sweet, like it was the most obvious thing in the world. “Won’t you feed me a bite?”
Feeding one’s partner was not quite so scandalous as kissing them in public, but it wasn’t nothing, either. She opened her mouth again, doing her best impression of guileless but probably blushing, herself, and watched her fiance visibly struggle with his composure before feeding her a bite.
“Mm! It is good!” she agreed, smiling for an entirely different reason.
“You are a wicked, devilish woman.”
Allura giggled, grinning wide, and spun on the ball of her foot with a little flounce of her dress.
“That’s me! Now, whatever shall we do next?”
#loturaweek2024#allura#lotor#lotura#vld#flirting#gifts#Clear Day#festival/carnival/fairgrounds#background Sheith#background Hunay#background Matt/N-7#food and carnival prizes#vt#haro writes#my writing#I DID IT!!! ALL SEVEN DAYS!!!! And everyone clapped
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Top 10 Best Marble Games Online: Blast Your Way to Boredom-Free Fun
Marble games have captivated players for centuries, from the simple elegance of solitaire to the frantic action of modern match-3 puzzlers. But with the vast ocean of online games, finding the best marble games can feel overwhelming. Worry not, marble enthusiast! I've dived deep into the digital depths and surfaced with the top 10 online marble game that will have you rolling with excitement.
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2. Luxor: Journey through ancient Egypt in Luxor, a visually stunning marble shooter with a unique twist. Instead of linear tracks, orbs cascade down intricate mazes, demanding strategic thinking and lightning-fast reflexes. Luxor's blend of challenge and atmosphere is truly captivating.
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4. Marble Quest: Embark on a fantastical quest in Marble Quest, a delightful RPG-infused marble shooter. Defeat quirky enemies, collect loot, and upgrade your arsenal as you progress through hand-drawn realms. Marble Quest offers a unique blend of genres that's sure to enchant.
Read more: Read more: Top 5 Best Marble Games Online
5. Pachinko: Experience the thrill of Japanese pachinko parlors in this virtual adaptation. Launch balls onto a pin-filled table, aiming for lucrative multipliers and bonus holes. Pachinko is a relaxing yet surprisingly addictive game that offers a taste of authentic Japanese arcade culture.
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7. Marble Temple: Delve into a mysterious temple filled with challenging marble puzzles in Marble Temple. Manipulate beams of light to guide orbs through intricate pathways, collecting treasures and activating ancient mechanisms. Marble Temple is a brain-teasing treat for puzzle enthusiasts.
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10. Marble Solitaire: A classic with a twist, Marble Solitaire challenges you to remove all the marbles from a hexagonal board, jumping over others to clear them. This deceptively simple game offers endless strategic possibilities and is a great way to sharpen your mind.
Bonus Round: For a truly unique experience, check out these hidden gems:
Roll It!: A frantic, physics-based marble race through wacky obstacle courses.
Triple Town: Match adorable creatures to evolve them into fantastical beings, all while guiding rolling clouds across the map.
Plinko: Drop balls down a pin-filled board, just like a real pachinko machine, and watch as they bounce and clink their way to victory.
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Remember, this is just a starting point. The world of online marble games is vast and ever-evolving, so don't be afraid to explore and discover your own hidden gems. Happy rolling!
I hope you enjoyed this blog post! If you have any recommendations for other great online marble games, please share them in the comments below.
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Algodoo marble race game
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If you face any problem in Running “Marble Race” then please feel free to comment down below, I will reply as soon as possible. In this playlist, we play with Algodoo to create Marble Races loved by many.
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SUPPORTS multitude of input devices such are gamepads, joysticks, etc.
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A tribute to “Hamsterball” and “Marble Madness”. Who will winRed VS Blue VS Green VS YellowDefend the core and get high scoreI like defense games, so I really wanted to make oneHappy new year and Thank you. When he isnt calm, he gets calm very fast (Like what happened in part 2 of Season 2 when Red told him some news) He is known to not really care that much about Gold, but he goes with the crowd when all the marbles shout at Gold. Unlike Orange, he waits patiently for the race to start. Unlock secrets and even build your own levels. Cyan is a quiet marble introduced in Season 3. Challenge your friends in a 4-way battle arena. If you would like to make a suggestion, give ideas, complain or just chat - please join the discord server here. Its under development but you can test early access version. We especially like princesses: Ariel, Aurora, Belle, Cinderella, Jasmine, Merida, Mulan, Pocahontas, Rapunzel, Snow White, Tiana, Elsa, Anna, and Sophia the First.Race through colorful levels filled with obstacles and monsters and claim the best time. The game is a follow up to marble racing game previously available for flash. Smee, Mulan, Peter Pan, Olaf, Pinocchio, Prince Charming, Quasimodo, Robin Hood, Simba, Tarzan, Tinker Bell, Ursula, Wreck-It or Wreck It Ralph, and Jake and the Neverland Pirates. We make toy, educational, and fun videos on Disney characters: Mickey Mouse, Minnie Mouse, Donald Duck, Goofy, Pluto, Aladdin, Alice in Wonderland, Bambi, Captain Hook, Tick Tock Crock, Daisy Duck, Doc McStuffins, Dumbo, Fairy God Mothers, Flynn Rider, Doc, Grumpey, Happy, Sleepy, Bashful, Sneezy, Dopey, Hercules, Jafar, King Triton, Kristoff, Lady, Tramp, Maximus, Mr. We collect toys, do experiments, make yummy food, review children products, and enjoying playing with them with our kids: Jacob, Emily, and Chloe.
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Special thanks to those that helped create the tools needed to make the marble race and to Algodoo for making such an awesome software suite.- About Kinder Playtime -Family friendly kids toy, education, and fun videos. marble race plinko countryballs world tournament - europe race 5 of 5 algodoo Recent Clan Activity Tags are text labels that help us organize our games by theme, storyline, graphic description, or world type Algodoo creates a new synergy between science and art Baby Race Galaxy 1 Second is Black, which won in 55 Second is Black, which won in 55. Algodoo is an awesome learning tool for kids of all ages and can create some pretty impressive contraptions.
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i love the idea of combining different sci-fi/fantasy character classes in weird ways to create new classes with wacky abilities like:
Jester Barbarian: basically the closest thing to a Joker class, in that you’re a goofy-looking clown-person who is capable of goin nuts and killing really good when necessarily. when not in a maniacal giggling rage, jester-barbarians can perform comedic feats that strengthen their companion’s mental fortitude, as well as just confusing the hell out of enemies.
Inventor Cannibal: basically your typical tinkerer/inventor class, but with a specialization in deadly traps. they gain health but lose sanity by eating the flesh of their own race. conversely, eating monster flesh causes them to lose health but gain back lost sanity (sorta like a “oh god why am i doing this eating people is wrong” type deal).
Mechanic Paladin: a dieselpunk knight in oily armor. has a vehicle proficiency and can summon a divine vehicle in battle once a day. said vehicle can look however the player wants (though it has to be at least somewhat car-like) and can be modified as the player levels.
Abomination Drinker: not a class combo, but a neat idea. basically, abomination drinkers can drink the blood of whatever monster was just slain, and from there can make one of two choices: they can either choose to absorb some of that specific monster’s memories, or they can absorb that monsters language, giving them the ability, for two in-game days, to speak to whatever that kind of monster is. abomination drinkers feel a compulsion to drink monster blood, and often carry large syringe contraptions on their person for this purpose. somewhat inspired by stories of knights drinking dragon blood and gaining temporary abilities.
i have no knowledge of how to actually make homebrew classes and stuff for things btw so this is just me kickin random ideas around for funsies.
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Go’s Story - A Prequel
Back when I was running the Feng Shui game that precedes the setting outlined in this blog, when we go to the end I wanted to do something special for the players. They got pretty attached to Go Hideki, an NPC that served as their driver, and their characters’ entry point into the Secret War. So, in addition to giving them CD copies of a soundtrack/mixtape for the campaign (I might still have a copy, if I find it I’ll take a picture), I wrote a short script (page wise, it’d be about an hour on TV w/commercial breaks) detailing how Go got involved in the whole mess. Since Feng Shui’s based on action films, I thought it was a neat meta way to present the world to them. I’ll be posting it up here over the course of the next couple of days.
I forwent a lot of exposition and explanations for certain details I would’ve otherwise because the players already knew them from the game itself, or their knowledge of Feng Shui (although I did do some character sketch write-ups in case someone wanted to try their hand at drawing the cast). I wrote out camera instructions because there’s no one trying to film this thing, and it was for my friends, not a director. You’ll get to see how I treated the future juncture compared to how the book. Also I wrote this five or six years ago. There’s stuff about this that I’d change if I were to tackle it again, but it’s something that I enjoyed working on at the time. Let me know what you think.
INT. THE JUNKYARD - NIGHT
Surrounded by piles of electronic refuse and dimmed
watchtowers, GO HIDEKI sits in an old rusted folding chair,
KAR FAI and THE PROFESSOR standing in front of him.
THE PROFESSOR
We'll help you along as we can.
We're limited in our resources
above ground of course...
She stops short, unable to find her words.
KAR FAI
We can get you back on your feet,
Go.
CUT TO:
EXT. THE BEACH - MORNING
GO and LAUREN lean on the hood of his car, Lauren settling
contentedly into his embrace as he holds her from behind.
THE PROFESSOR
(V.O.)
It's probably best that at least
for a time, you stay here in the
Netherworld as we don't have much
in the way of safehouses on the
surface.
He puts his lips close to her ear and whispers something that
earns a bright smile. She turns away from the tide to face
him.
THE PROFESSOR
(V.O.)
Anything you want or need, Kar Fai
and I will do our best to provide
for you.
The two melt into each other as their lips touch.
GO
(V.O.)
My life...
CUT TO:
INT. THE JUNKYARD - NIGHT
The Professor and Kar Fai each give Go a unique look. The
Professor confused, Kar Fai crestfallen.
THE PROFESSOR
I'm sorry?
GO
You're going to help me get my life
back.
CUT TO:
EXT. SUBMETRO SPEEDWAY - NIGHT
Go walks through a veritable circus: Jalopies like something
out of Wacky Races with colorful drivers to match, bleachers
that look like a mosh pit and jury-rigged spotlights
illuminating the whole mess.
GO
(V.O.)
The Professor set me up with a
car...
He stops in front of a Frankenstein's monster of a vehicle,
like a cross between the Popemobile and a luge sled with nary
a hard angle in sight.
GO
(V.O.)
Found the nearest gate to 2056, and
it started from there.
DETECTIVE CORKER
(V.O.)
Actually, I was more curious about
what got you there in the first
place.
Go settles (somewhat) into the contraption and is greeted by
a small spherical robot that is set into the dashboard. Blue
lights in its "eyes" pulsate in time with its speech
patterns.
LU-SID
Good evening Mr. Hideki, I am the
locomotion, umbrage and safety
initiative drive.
You may refer to me as LU-SID.
Adjusting driver's seat cushions.
If not for the automatic seatbelts, Go's uncomfortable
fidgeting in his seat might've been a full fledged jump.
GO
(V.O.)
You'll forgive me if I didn't think
to tell the cop about how I used to
do crime...
CLOSE UP
Go takes a breath and squeezes the steering wheel, brow
furrowed.
DISSOLVE TO:
EXT. SWEDISH HOLDINGS COMPANY - DAY
Go's behind the wheel of a decidedly more mundane vehicle,
adjusting his rear view mirror.
GO
(V.O.)
...but you know most of it.
Drove for a crew of thieves, had a
good run until things went south.
'Course, when an old man asks you
to steal a diamond that's a
reservoir for centuries worth of
chi energy so that a worldwide
group of conspirators can't use it
to opress the poor, you figure
you're probably on the cusp of a
downturn.
Just as he starts to notice red and blue lights in his
mirror, Go's passenger door opens.
A dapper young gentleman hops in, admiring a newly pilfered
diamond the size of a baseball before flashing Go a million
dollar smile.
LENNY
Home, James.
Go chuckles and speeds off, three police cruisers pulling up
from behind. Before they give chase, all three have their
engine blocks punctured...
SPEED TILT UP:
The monstrosity responsible is lifted from its tripod one
handed by MICHAEL, the other hand lifting to his earpiece.
MICHAEL
The rear's clear, the boys got
daylight?
LAUREN
(O.S.)
Green lights all the way to The
Pit, you're cleared to move, B.A.
CUT TO:
INT. THE PIT - CONTINUOUS
Lauren sits on the floor of a spartan storage facility, dimly
lit by the blue glow of a laptop.
LAUREN
You copy, Murdock?
GO
(O.S)
Got it.
LENNY
(O.S)
What, no cute callsign for me?
EXT. DOWNTOWN L.A. - CONTINUOUS
Go weaves effortlessly through traffic, finding a steady
pathway through the sea of vehicles on the road. Police
cruisers attempting to intercept at cross streets are caught
in the jam.
LAUREN
(O.S)
Forgive me, Face, I'm a little busy
at the moment.
LENNY
Face, huh? Guess I know what that
makes you then.
LAUREN
(O.S.)
Well, I do love it when a plan
comes together. I'll have the van
running when you get here.
The sedan abruptly makes a wide turn into a small parking
garage, sliding perfectly into a space. Go and Lenny run to
a kiosk in the lot as cop cars barrel toward the entrance.
CUT TO:
ECU - A FINGER SLAMMING DOWN AN 'ENTER' KEY
Less than a second later, police cruiser tries to drive
through and is sunken half way into the ground in a cloud of
sand.
INT. THE PIT - CONTINUOUS
Lauren shuts her notebook and stands to face the boys as the
descend from an elevator.
LENNY
There is a distinct lack of van
here.
She simply smirks and pushes a button on a nearby wall to
reveal a utility van, idling in a tunnel.
GO
God, that's sexy. Let's move.
LAUREN
Shotgun!
She cheerily grasps Go's hand and practically skips to the
van, Lenny following behind. By the time the cops are
spilling into The Pit, the trio is already deep into the
tunnel.
CUT TO:
EXT. NETHERWORLD CAVERNS - NIGHT
While dozens of vehicles jockey for position all around him,
Go navigates the precarious twists and turns of the caverns
at break-neck speed.
GO
So where am I going, Prof?
A staticky image of The Professor is projected onto the
windshield.
THE PROFESSOR
I'm nailing down the exact location
of the gate, LU-SID will tell you
when I have it. From there you'll
be in 2056.
GO
From there?
THE PROFESSOR
I'll be able to lock onto the
device you need so long as you keep
LU-SID with you. Get it, then get
back here so I can re-configure it.
Anything else?
Just as LU-SID's eyes pulse in time to its announcement of
the nearest jumpgate being 800 yards straight ahead, Go
notices a pair of motorcycles in his rear view.
One of the leather and spike clad riders (we'll call him
Hawk) grimaces and levels a sawed-off shotgun at Go's
windshield dome.
GO
How impact resistant is this glass?
THE PROFESSOR
Umm, it should withstand most
highspeed crashes and small arms
fire. Are you being attacked?
GO
Nothing I can't hand-
The stock of the shotgun opens up and a mechanism attaches a
small RPG to each barrel.
GO
Shit.
Go wrenches the steering wheel hard when the RPGs are sent
his way, and the car spins in place while simultaneously
banking right.
The first narrowly misses the car as Go curves just out of
its reach. The second explodes as it skims the dome,
splashing glass in every direction.
LU-SID's eyes change from blue to red as he warns of a
malfunction with the vehicle's climate control.
Animal lines up with a similar weapon, but his stock opens up
to reveal a harpoon/grappling hook contraption.
Go drives in reverse to face the pair, not even looking as he
avoids the falling debris from the first RPG.
Hawk closes in, unsheathing a massive machete. Animal fires
and Go ducks, literally, speeding underneath the harpoon
line. The hook digs into the cavern wall and Hawk gets
clotheslined as he tries to make the jump from his bike to
Go.
The track becomes increasingly treacherous slalom of falling
rocks on the cavern floor. After a few near misses, Go slams
a button on the dash.
LU-SID
Spider treads activated.
In a flash, Go's driving along the cavern walls. Animal
responds by pulling a Calico pistol and trailing after Go
with automatic gunfire.
LU-SID announces that the gate is less than 200 yards ahead,
but as Go finally rights himself to face forward, all he sees
is a wall of rocks from a cave-in. Animal takes careful aim
as Go turns further up the wall, onto the ceiling.
Go grits his teeth and speeds up.
Animal follows suit, keeping his aim steady.
LU-SID
Temporal doorway reached.
Go looks down to see that the cavern floor ends where the
doorway he's looking for begins. With Animal still taking
aim, Go keeps one foot on the gas and takes his hands off the
wheel.
With his car speeding toward a crash, Go yanks his seatbelt
off and plucks LU-SID out of its housing.
Dedicated, Animal doesn't cease his aiming to take note of
things like the slight incline at the end of the cavern floor
that vaults him up as Go falls. The force from the two
vehicles colliding sends Go flying through the portal.
EXT. THE BEACH(NETHERWORLD) - DAY
Go sits on the hood of an Audi S6 Plus, a few bullet holes
and scratches along its exterior but it certainly fared
better than his race vehicle. Similarly, Go looks a little
scratched and bruised, but he carries it with a lazy (or
weary) charm.
He deftly twirls a zippo between his fingers while watching
Detective Corker pace in front of him. He tries to match
Go's lackadaisical demeanor but his interest in Go's tale
betrays it.
DETECTIVE CORKER
But you don't go trying to turn
back time just because of a score
turning out bad, right? It's like
gambling for you guys, you take the
beat and go home. S'what I've
always been told.
The Detective offers a cigarette, which Go waves away with
his right hand, an absolute monster of a handgun held loosely
in its grip.
GO
The whole good cop schtick leads me
to believe your questioning's not
just out of idle curiosity.
DETECTIVE CORKER
Cop instincts aside, you're in the
middle of fucking nowhere, in the
Netherworld, hand cannon the size
of all outdoors in your mitts,
looking like you're about to cash
out. Call it compassion for my
fellow man.
GO
Sure...well, to further string
along your gambling analogy, when
the stakes get high enough for a
player they can go two ways. Cash
out and go home, or you put up
everything you've got for a last
push to win.
Corker arches an eyebrow at that, lighting his own cigarette.
DETECTIVE CORKER
So how high were they, Go?
GO
You read all the files, Detective.
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EXT. SUBURBAN NEIGHBORHOOD - MORNING
An idyllic picture of American Surburbia...if not for the
swarm of police and SWAT vehicles converging onto a modest
split-level home.
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INT. BROADNAX RESIDENCE - MORNING
Michael hurries his two kids out of the kitchen while his
wife frantically turns out the lights. The pair lock eyes
knowingly before Michael takes a breath and steps out into a
sea of red and blue lights.
GO
(V.O.)
You know how close we all were.
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EXT. CITY STREET - MORNING
Go stops at a red light on a decidedly barren street. He
cranes his head upward to spy a helicopter above, and just as
the light turns green he's surrounded by black and whites.
GO
(V.O.)
And you know who the only one not
to end up in the Case Closed
portion of your file was.
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EXT. L.A. COUNTY JAIL - DAY
The midday sun beats down on the jail as Go exits. He
squints out at the parking lot and adjusts his watch,
waiting.
DETECTIVE CORKER
(V.O)
So go pay him back, right? A lot
simpler.
A small coupe pulls up in the driveway and its passenger side
window rolls down. LAUREN sits in the driver's seat and
offers Go a small smile.
Go can only give an uneasy smile in return, running a hand
through his hair as he walks toward the car.
GO
(V.O.)
Revenge wasn't good enough.
Just as Go reaches out for the door, the car EXPLODES,
lifting him off his feet. Employees rush out to help him to
his feet, but end up having to hold him back from running out
to the wreckage.
DISSOLVE TO:
EXT. THE BEACH(UNDERWORLD) - DAY
The Detective frowns, making another offer of a cigarette.
To answer, Go snaps his lighter shut and tucks it away.
DETECTIVE CORKER
Helluva undertaking, s'all I'm
sayin'. So you're in 2056, what
for?
GO
There was a device the Architects
developed using energy from diamond
the crew and I nicked.
EXT. RECLAMATION CENTER - DAY
The site of the SWEDISH HOLDINGS COMPANY is much different in
the year 2056. The building is now smaller by a few stories,
and none of the identifying architecture from 1996. It's all
a smooth, featureless polymer.
Surrounding it is a bland, featureless gray expanse. The
street has no traffic marks, there are no road signs or
billboards. The sky itself is an unnaturally flat gray, with
no variation in its hue.
Go spills out of a trash receptacle across the street,
wreckage and refuse following in his wake. Just as he starts
to sit up, LU-SID hums to life, blue lights emanating from
Go's jacket pocket.
LU-SID
Device located.
Go blinks as a decidedly contemporary looking vehicle rolls
by, the Audi from The Beach, sans scratches and bullet holes.
It stops outside the Reclamation Center and its driver, a
hulking behemoth of a man encased in a bulky exoskeleton,
exits. There are pipes and valves that connect the various
panels and plates to his body, and viscous fluids ooze
through them.
GO
(V.O.)
It harnessed the raw chi in the
stone into like...an energy bomb.
Closest thing I could think of is
an EMP, but for chi sites, and it's
permanent.
The driver waves a hand over a section of the seemingly
smooth wall and a door-sized panel recedes, then slides
aside. He steps inside and Go climbs to his feet with a look
on his face approaching relief.
Before Go takes a step, the driver exits the building and
retrieves a package from the backseat, activating the keyless
entry before shutting the door. On cue with the driver re
entering the building, LU-SID announces that the device is
out of range.
The relief on Go's face quickly turns to a furrowed brow and
mouthed curse words.
DETECTIVE CORKER
(V.O.)
So you figured you'd grab it
and...?
Once the driver goes back inside, Go takes a deep breath and
�� steels himself. He takes another moment to dust himself off,
then heads for what he thinks might be the front door. Much
to his surprise, after passing a hand over the wall
tentatively, the door recedes.
CUT TO:
EXT. THE BEACH(UNDERWORLD) - DAY
GO
Lenny sold us out to the Ascended.
Given that the Ascended's greatest
strength is just how much chi real
estate they hold, that's what they
probably rewarded him with.
DETECTIVE CORKER
But with the kinda cards the
Ascended hold...they could've
bought him off with money, or
something way less valuable...
GO
...but Lenny, to his credit, is a
smart guy. If he was able to
figure out just how big the
Ascended was, he's gonna make a
gamble. In either case, the
Professor and Kar Fai kept
explaining to me how wrong the
whole going back in time to kill
Hitler idea is. You really wanna
change history, you change how and
where chi flows.
Corker regards Go thoughfully for a moment before chuckling
out a breath of cigarette smoke.
DETECTIVE CORKER
Pretty lateral thinkin' for a fella
who notes 'reckless driving' as an
occupational necessity and carries
a piece that could punch a hole in
God.
Go smirks down at the Automag as though he's just realized
how big it is.
GO
Man, I've never even fired this
thing at an actual person before.
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INT. RECLIMATION CENTER - DAY
The entire building is brightly lit, with no light bulbs in
sight: The walls themselves are luminescent.
Inside is just as spartan as out and Go marches through row
after row of nothing dead-eyed workers slavishly typing away
at computer terminals, holding aforementioned Automag at his
side.
DETECTIVE CORKER
(V.O.)
So what'dya carry it around for?
Scare factor?
Separated from the data entry bank by a guard rail, Go spots
a receiving area ahead of him where the behemoth sits at a
desk in front of one of the workers, going over paperwork.
GO
(V.O.)
Honestly? 'Cause it's heavy.
One hand vaults Go over the guardrail, the other rains blow
after blow from the handle of the Automag onto the behemoth's
head.
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EXT. DOWNTOWN L.A.(2056) - DAY
What was once eerily calm is now absolute bedlam, all
centered on Go's newly acquired Audi. Spherical droids chase
him from the air, while hovercars close in on him from the
rear like silver bullets.
Bullets. Lasers. RPGs. Flak bursts. All manner of strange
ballistic munitions come flying Go's way, and none of them
can manage to find purchase as he weaves in and out of impact
range.
LU-SID
Temporal doorway up ahead.
Two roads run parallel alongside the one Go's being chased
down, and all three lead to a single platform. Normally the
platform would travel along a track to the doorway -- a huge
ring in the sky, suspended in place by small anti-gravity
gyroscopes -- but it sits dormant at the end of the road as
warning klaxxons sound.
Go looks to his right and sees two more hovercars speeding
toward the intersection. Still at full speed, Go sticks his
gun out of the window and begins firing.
The contrast between Go's masterful driving and his shooting
skills could not be more stark as he gets closer and closer
to the end of the line with each missed shot.
By bullet four he's cut the wheel and is drifting sideways to
buy himself time. Five and six graze the top of a hovercar.
With the seventh, the slide locks open and a bullet slams
into the hovercar's propulsion system.
It drops and skids along the ground, wedging into the space
between the road's edge and the platform at an angle. The
Audi slides up the trapped hovercar and goes airborne,
eventually slamming down onto the rails of the track.
The car does a tightrope act, sending sparks everywhere as he
slides sideways through the gate into...
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EXT. SUBMETRO SPEEDWAY - NIGHT
The Audi screams out of the caverns and crosses the
finishline of the Powercharger to a chorus of cheers,
gunshots and sirens.
A horde of scavengers converging on the vehicle are quickly
turned into scattering bowling pins as Go lays on the horn
and barrels through whoever still wants to try their luck.
DETECTIVE CORKER
(V.O.)
So you secured the device, then
what?
CUT TO:
EXT. THE BEACH(UNDERWORLD) - DAY
Go tucks the pistol away and stands, walking to the water's
edge.
GO
From there I needed to find a
target, so I got down to doing
legwork. For the record, you guys
have a tougher job than I gave you
credit for.
CUT TO:
To be continued in the next post...
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