RAMPAGE
07-30-2001, 09:36 AM
I hopped by a movie site and found this draft of a scriptment for a ZETA movie. Its supposed to be like Final Fantasy graphics+. WHat do you think of it? It's the opening sequence, I know...
Scene: Office building, night.
(Camera follows a pair of feet walking into the already closed office building. The hallway is filled with the echoing sound of sneakers squeaking against the tiled floor. We finally stop as the pair of feet enter an elevator, leaving us behind on the other side of the doors)
Male VO: I believe we can handle it, sir. There’s no need to bring all the Feds into this. After all, we’re in the top police station in Central City. No way anyone is going to come in or out of this building without us noticing.
Cut shot: to an office, obviously in the same building we were in earlier. Over the shoulder shot of the police chief that was talking. We see the back of a dark figure in a black suit and tie. He turns around, showing us that he’s obviously an FBI agent. Has the earpiece, the sunglasses, etc.
FBI Agent: I do not believe that you understand the threat you are up against, commissioner.
Commissioner (laughing): I do believe we can handle rogue citizen.
FBI Agent: You under estimate him. The government has been after him for years. He’s a criminal, with crimes such as robbery, battery, assault on a police officer, massacre, murder, larceny, hijacking several public transports, breaking and entering, the list goes on.
Commissioner (frowns): It barely sounds like a man you’re talking about.
FBI Agent: ‘IT’ is right.
Commissioner raises an eyebrow.
Cut to: Elevator doors opening.
The feet come out again, except something is different. In place of the sneakers are a pair of black leather shoes. The tiled floor sounds softly as the shoes clink against them. Still not seeing the figure, we scroll up and see over his shoulder. It’s a man, short hair, but that’s all we can tell from our view. He makes his way to the main desk labeled ‘Police Department’. The officer at the desk leaps off his feet and salutes.
Officer: Sergeant!
Figure: As you were. I need the keys to the prison. We found some evidence that might convict that girl we picked up yesterday.
The officer tosses him the keys.
The figure continues down the hallway. It stops in front of a cell door. With keys jingling, the door swings open. Camera zooms in bullet time to the girl on the bed in the cell. It’s a muscular girl with long thin messy brown hair, hanging tangled in her face.
Figure: Ro.
Ro (smiling): Zeta.
We spin around, also bullet time, and see the figure’s head slowly reshape into Zeta’s hard edged face.
Zeta: Stand back.
His flesh colored hand opens up, literally, slowly coming apart into three large metallic spikes. With them he tears the shackles on Ro’s legs and arms.
(Ro leaps up, and comes completely out of the shadows. We see she’s dressed in a pair of short blue denim shorts, coming up to the middle of her thigh. She’s wearing a red NIKE t-shirt. Her hair still hangs messily in her face. With a swift motion, though, she tosses it over her shoulders, revealing her beautifully striking features)
Alarm: Beeeep! Beep!
Zeta looks up to the red light flashing. His eyebrows lower.
Zeta: We have to get out of here.
Ro bursts out of the cell, leading the two as they head for the main elevators.
The officer at the desk whips out his pistol.
Officer: Halt!
Zeta’s hand opens up again into the three large metallic blades. BLURRED, we see him swing, tossing the guard several feet into the air. Instantly, he spins and heads with Ro to the elevators.
They round the corner and realize that the elevator has just past their floor. The two turn their heads, realizing a platoon of officers are headed their way. Zeta shrugs and tears the metal elevator doors open. Grabbing Ro in one hand, he leaped off down into the black hole.
UNDER SHOT. We see them fall 40 feet down, smashing right through the roof of the elevator.
Zeta looks up, his arm is damaged. Ro holds him, with a slight dot of care in her movement.
Ro: You okay?
Zeta (shaking his head): I’ve been better.
The elevator door dings as it opens on the 45th floor. CLOSE on Zeta’s eyes as they widen. CAMERA shifts to his view: Heat vision with robotic/digital graphics along the sides of his line of site revela a lot of policemen aiming their weapons at the door.
Zeta shoves Ro to the wall, spinning around facing his back to the elevator doors. Popping sound echoes as the shotgun bullets blow through, harmlessly exploding on his back. We see metal chips fly off his back.
When the bullets stop, Zeta spins around and grabs both sides of the doors, and using them as support, swings out, smashing the officers away. Ro jumps out also and with a few karate moves takes care of the others.
Ro: They’re all over. Elevator’s stuck. There’s no place for us to go.
Zeta (eyes glowing a bright mechanical green): There’s always down.
He grabs her and crashes through the window.
CAMERA follows them out the window, revealing the breathtaking height they’re falling from.
Zeta’s left wrist opens up to reveal some buttons. Shortly after punching them, a car flies down from the sky and catches the two fugitives.
In a few seconds the car speeds out of camera sight.
Officer (staring outside the window): Was that our man?
FBI Agent: No. It was Zeta.
We see Zeta in the car, camera speeds towards his eye, flies in his eye. We keep going deeper and deeper in his computer system at high speed. Finally, a screen goes black. A laser beam flashes across the screen , leaving the words THE ZETA PROJECT glowing green and magnificent.
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Okay, fine. You don't need to bblow up your comp. As you could probably tell, this is some second rate junk...that I wrote. i just want to know what you honestly think of the idea. Not the writing style, I know it's one of my worst works. But it's the idea. What if we could write a fantastic Zeta movie? If done right, it may be awsome. If done wrong, well...we get the cartoon.
Scene: Office building, night.
(Camera follows a pair of feet walking into the already closed office building. The hallway is filled with the echoing sound of sneakers squeaking against the tiled floor. We finally stop as the pair of feet enter an elevator, leaving us behind on the other side of the doors)
Male VO: I believe we can handle it, sir. There’s no need to bring all the Feds into this. After all, we’re in the top police station in Central City. No way anyone is going to come in or out of this building without us noticing.
Cut shot: to an office, obviously in the same building we were in earlier. Over the shoulder shot of the police chief that was talking. We see the back of a dark figure in a black suit and tie. He turns around, showing us that he’s obviously an FBI agent. Has the earpiece, the sunglasses, etc.
FBI Agent: I do not believe that you understand the threat you are up against, commissioner.
Commissioner (laughing): I do believe we can handle rogue citizen.
FBI Agent: You under estimate him. The government has been after him for years. He’s a criminal, with crimes such as robbery, battery, assault on a police officer, massacre, murder, larceny, hijacking several public transports, breaking and entering, the list goes on.
Commissioner (frowns): It barely sounds like a man you’re talking about.
FBI Agent: ‘IT’ is right.
Commissioner raises an eyebrow.
Cut to: Elevator doors opening.
The feet come out again, except something is different. In place of the sneakers are a pair of black leather shoes. The tiled floor sounds softly as the shoes clink against them. Still not seeing the figure, we scroll up and see over his shoulder. It’s a man, short hair, but that’s all we can tell from our view. He makes his way to the main desk labeled ‘Police Department’. The officer at the desk leaps off his feet and salutes.
Officer: Sergeant!
Figure: As you were. I need the keys to the prison. We found some evidence that might convict that girl we picked up yesterday.
The officer tosses him the keys.
The figure continues down the hallway. It stops in front of a cell door. With keys jingling, the door swings open. Camera zooms in bullet time to the girl on the bed in the cell. It’s a muscular girl with long thin messy brown hair, hanging tangled in her face.
Figure: Ro.
Ro (smiling): Zeta.
We spin around, also bullet time, and see the figure’s head slowly reshape into Zeta’s hard edged face.
Zeta: Stand back.
His flesh colored hand opens up, literally, slowly coming apart into three large metallic spikes. With them he tears the shackles on Ro’s legs and arms.
(Ro leaps up, and comes completely out of the shadows. We see she’s dressed in a pair of short blue denim shorts, coming up to the middle of her thigh. She’s wearing a red NIKE t-shirt. Her hair still hangs messily in her face. With a swift motion, though, she tosses it over her shoulders, revealing her beautifully striking features)
Alarm: Beeeep! Beep!
Zeta looks up to the red light flashing. His eyebrows lower.
Zeta: We have to get out of here.
Ro bursts out of the cell, leading the two as they head for the main elevators.
The officer at the desk whips out his pistol.
Officer: Halt!
Zeta’s hand opens up again into the three large metallic blades. BLURRED, we see him swing, tossing the guard several feet into the air. Instantly, he spins and heads with Ro to the elevators.
They round the corner and realize that the elevator has just past their floor. The two turn their heads, realizing a platoon of officers are headed their way. Zeta shrugs and tears the metal elevator doors open. Grabbing Ro in one hand, he leaped off down into the black hole.
UNDER SHOT. We see them fall 40 feet down, smashing right through the roof of the elevator.
Zeta looks up, his arm is damaged. Ro holds him, with a slight dot of care in her movement.
Ro: You okay?
Zeta (shaking his head): I’ve been better.
The elevator door dings as it opens on the 45th floor. CLOSE on Zeta’s eyes as they widen. CAMERA shifts to his view: Heat vision with robotic/digital graphics along the sides of his line of site revela a lot of policemen aiming their weapons at the door.
Zeta shoves Ro to the wall, spinning around facing his back to the elevator doors. Popping sound echoes as the shotgun bullets blow through, harmlessly exploding on his back. We see metal chips fly off his back.
When the bullets stop, Zeta spins around and grabs both sides of the doors, and using them as support, swings out, smashing the officers away. Ro jumps out also and with a few karate moves takes care of the others.
Ro: They’re all over. Elevator’s stuck. There’s no place for us to go.
Zeta (eyes glowing a bright mechanical green): There’s always down.
He grabs her and crashes through the window.
CAMERA follows them out the window, revealing the breathtaking height they’re falling from.
Zeta’s left wrist opens up to reveal some buttons. Shortly after punching them, a car flies down from the sky and catches the two fugitives.
In a few seconds the car speeds out of camera sight.
Officer (staring outside the window): Was that our man?
FBI Agent: No. It was Zeta.
We see Zeta in the car, camera speeds towards his eye, flies in his eye. We keep going deeper and deeper in his computer system at high speed. Finally, a screen goes black. A laser beam flashes across the screen , leaving the words THE ZETA PROJECT glowing green and magnificent.
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Okay, fine. You don't need to bblow up your comp. As you could probably tell, this is some second rate junk...that I wrote. i just want to know what you honestly think of the idea. Not the writing style, I know it's one of my worst works. But it's the idea. What if we could write a fantastic Zeta movie? If done right, it may be awsome. If done wrong, well...we get the cartoon.