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Row 1 A pleasant lake on a sunlit day.  It appears gorgeous.  A man can be seen in the distance, sitting on a ruby throne surrounded by a brilliant white gazebo.

Row 2 Box 1 The camera moves closer and a few details begin to seem more disturbing in our picturesque scene.  It is hard to tell exactly what they are, but they are there.

Row 2 Box 2 The camera moves closer still.  The gazebo around the throne is made of human bone.  Tormented crying souls can be seen inside of the lake.  The throne is running with blood.

Row 2 Box 3 Close up on the man's face, which appears only in the most vague resemblance like that of a human with fly like eyes and a mustache made of small tentacles with tiny eyes on them.

Row 3 Box 1 He gets up off of his throne and steps into the water.  He goes down the water.

Row 3 Box 2 Amanda is there, wrapped in a vine, writing in torment.  HORUS says, "So."

Row 3 Box 3 Close up of Amanda, silently screaming and perpetually drowning in the water.

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Row 1 Box 1 Dawn comes and shines over the inn.

Row 1 Box 2 & 3. SLUICE and VESUVIUS are in a bed with two scantily clad members of SLUICE’s people, several dozen of VESUVIUS’s people and a rabbit.  VESUVIUS’s head is propped up against the rabbit.

Row 2 Box 1 A ray of light shines in Vesuvius’s eye.

Row 2 Box 2 VESUVIUS sighs.  “Come on SLUICE.  No rest for the wicked.”

Row 2 Box 3 SLUICE stretches and smiles.

Row 3 Box 1 SLUICE and VESUVIUS walk back through the portal.

Row 3 Box 2 SLUICE and VESUVIUS walk down the street.  SLUICE: “So what is the plan this time?”

Row 3 Box 3 Wide shot of an art museum with several street vendors in front of it.  VESUVIUS: “I honestly have no idea SLUICE.  No idea at all.  Not this time.  How do you make a guy who sells hot dogs appreciate art?”

Precyber - Chapter 2

by T.C. Ricks and Ken Lightner.  

Someone has killed Barfman, Clarke's online friend, and Clarke is determined to solve his murder. Of course, despite the fact that Clarke is a member of the FBAI, Clarke is probably the least qualified person in the world to solve Barfman's murder. But that doesn't stop him. Clarke is a determined, if not slacker protagonist.

The world is dystopic and dark, but its a more realistic version than most.  Which is to say, sure its grim and corporations own almost everything, but it has its upsides to, like improved medical technology.  And games.  Did we mention games? Giant immersive games which take MMO's and merge them with Reality TV to create whole sets of augmented reality that merge in on docudrama extravaganza in which to drown the sorrows of the ignorant masses.  Revolution? What Revolution?

Clarke had questions, questions that needed answering like....would Superman become a werewolf if a a werewolf bit him? What if there was Krytponite involved? Who killed Barfman? Why were they trying to kill him? Who were the good guys? Who were the bad guys? Who the hell was the crazy lady making such a big deal about the god damned coconuts? What did the writing on the ring say? Wait...no...scratch that last. But definitely the first six.

Clarke's love life isn't going as well as it could either. Clarke is merely a poor government employee, a member of the FBAI gaming division that is supposed to monitor games for criminal behavior but is so underfunded its employees are more concerned about their paychecks than doing their job. Unless their job consists of filling out paper work that is. It doesn't help that Emily (his girlfriend) is being asked to spy on him for the Revolution. It definitely doesn't help that she has begun to question Clarke's sanity, ethics and integrity. Clarke can't blame her. He's begun to question these things himself.

The question of the novel ultimately is....what kind of society do you want to live in, and what price are you willing to pay to get it? For Clarke, these are not abstract questions. There are real consequences. At his lowest point, Clarke has absolutely everything he loves stripped away from him; his life, his love, his job, his friends and most important...his computer.

There are high stakes involved, but Clarke is prepared to pay the price to risk them. And when he can't afford the loss himself, he's more than happy to place the fall on some other guy in the process. Even if that guy happens to be a hacker who hates snitches and arranges to have the local terrorist cell try to kidnap him for ransom or, failing that, blow him to smithereens. Just a day in the life...

But Clarke Yossarian is not a man to take such indignity's lying down (well truth be told he would if he could but he knows he'd never get away with it) and so he fights tooth and claw and fist and maw to get back what was taken from him. Even if he has to join the Revolution to do it. Even if he has to take on the most powerful man in the world again and again and win. Even if he has to save (shudder) the most popular game in the world (Drama!) to do it. 

Check out this episode!

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Row 1 Box 1: VESUVIUS tries to hold back a grin. 

Row 1 Box 2: Nungo turns to a map of the city they came from, of 1930’s Chicago.  “You did well.  It’s the first victory we’ve had in a long time.  But we need to get more anchors or we’re doomed.”

Row 1 Box 3: Nungo looks closely at a spot on the map marked museum.  “Tomorrow, I’m sending you out again.  But for tonight…you celebrate.  You earned it.”

Row 2 Box 1 The two of them walk back out into the market.

Row 2 Box 2 The two of them walk into a tavern full of creatures and humans in quasi Victorian garb.  Everyone there greets them.

Row 3 Box 1 VESUVIUS dances on a table with a lot of other people that look like him.

Row 3 Box 2 SLUICE dances with a lot of people who look like him.

Row 3 Box 3 SLUICE dances on a table with people who look like him.

Row 3 Box 4 Broken table.

Row 4 Everyone laughs heartily except the forlorn barkeep in the corner.

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Row 1 Box 1 NUNGO sits building a wood bottle in a glass ship with a pair of tweezers.

Row 1 Box 2 Close shot of a tiny bit of tweezers putting a Vesuvius part of the bottle on the edge.

Row 1 Box 3 Off Panel: “HIYA NUNGO! HOW’S IT GOING?”

Row 2 Box 1 Nungo jumps.

Row 2 Box 2 Close up of the bottle falling to bits.

Row 2 Box 3 Nungo looks up, extremely annoyed. 

Row 2 Box 4 SLUICE and VESUVIUS look at each other worriedly across the desk.

Row 3 Box 1 VESUVIUS: “Er….sorry about that.”

Row 3 Box 2: Nungo Sighs.

Row 3 Box 3: Nungo: “You did well.  In fact…you knew you did well, which is why you knew you could get away with that.”

Row 3: Box 4: Nungo stares harder at VESUVIUS.  Nungo, “Didn’t you?”

Precyber - Chapter 1

by T.C. Ricks and Ken Lightner.  

Someone has killed Barfman, Clarke's online friend, and Clarke is determined to solve his murder. Of course, despite the fact that Clarke is a member of the FBAI, Clarke is probably the least qualified person in the world to solve Barfman's murder. But that doesn't stop him. Clarke is a determined, if not slacker protagonist.

The world is dystopic and dark, but its a more realistic version than most.  Which is to say, sure its grim and corporations own almost everything, but it has its upsides to, like improved medical technology.  And games.  Did we mention games? Giant immersive games which take MMO's and merge them with Reality TV to create whole sets of augmented reality that merge in on docudrama extravaganza in which to drown the sorrows of the ignorant masses.  Revolution? What Revolution?

Clarke had questions, questions that needed answering like....would Superman become a werewolf if a a werewolf bit him? What if there was Krytponite involved? Who killed Barfman? Why were they trying to kill him? Who were the good guys? Who were the bad guys? Who the hell was the crazy lady making such a big deal about the god damned coconuts? What did the writing on the ring say? Wait...no...scratch that last. But definitely the first six.

Clarke's love life isn't going as well as it could either. Clarke is merely a poor government employee, a member of the FBAI gaming division that is supposed to monitor games for criminal behavior but is so underfunded its employees are more concerned about their paychecks than doing their job. Unless their job consists of filling out paper work that is. It doesn't help that Emily (his girlfriend) is being asked to spy on him for the Revolution. It definitely doesn't help that she has begun to question Clarke's sanity, ethics and integrity. Clarke can't blame her. He's begun to question these things himself.

The question of the novel ultimately is....what kind of society do you want to live in, and what price are you willing to pay to get it? For Clarke, these are not abstract questions. There are real consequences. At his lowest point, Clarke has absolutely everything he loves stripped away from him; his life, his love, his job, his friends and most important...his computer.

There are high stakes involved, but Clarke is prepared to pay the price to risk them. And when he can't afford the loss himself, he's more than happy to place the fall on some other guy in the process. Even if that guy happens to be a hacker who hates snitches and arranges to have the local terrorist cell try to kidnap him for ransom or, failing that, blow him to smithereens. Just a day in the life...

But Clarke Yossarian is not a man to take such indignity's lying down (well truth be told he would if he could but he knows he'd never get away with it) and so he fights tooth and claw and fist and maw to get back what was taken from him. Even if he has to join the Revolution to do it. Even if he has to take on the most powerful man in the world again and again and win. Even if he has to save (shudder) the most popular game in the world (Drama!) to do it. 

Check out this episode!

Seventh Seal - Chapter 2 - Page 18

Row 1: SLUICE and VESUVIUS enter the portal in the middle of a fae market place filled with several fantastic creatures.  It is day light.  SLUICE shields his eyes in the light.

Row 2 Box 1: Close up of Vesuvius.  Vesuvius Smirks.  “Will you ever get used to that?”

Row 2 Box 2: SLUICE shrugs and smiles.

Row 2 Box 3: VESUVIUS smirks.  “Yeah right.”

Row 3 Box 1: The two of them head down the road.  VESUVIUS: “Do you think they know yet?

Row 3 Box 2: They walk up to a giant palace with Clockpunk style guns on top.  It is brilliant and gleaming white.  SLUICE: “They always know.” 

VESUVIUS: “Yeah.”

Sluice: How do you think that is?”

Row 4 Box 1: SLUICE shrugs.

Row 4 Box 2: VESUVIUS smacks Sluice’s head playfully.  VESUVIUS: “Cut that out!”

Row 4 Box 3: SLUICE smirks.