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I started a thread like this a while back, but it looks like it was deleted. This is for us creative people who want to put our ideas down and see what people think about them. Criticisms are allowed, but please try not to be too harsh OK guys? None of us in here are professional screenwriters (so far as we know, at least).
Mods, if you don't mind, as the thread starter I'd like to share what I think should be the essential ground rules for this thread.
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Well, with that being said (sorry if it was a little long) I think I'll start this thread off with the scene I wrote in the "Batcycle" thread. After that, start posting people!
INT. WAYNE ENTERPRISES APPLIED SCIENCES DIVISON
Wayne walks with a slight limp ahead of Fox as the lights above them FLICKER to life.
CLOSE ON:
Wayne stops and closes his eyes grimly.
ANGLE ON:
The last set of lights flicker on and we come face to face with the TWISTED REMAINS of what used to be the TUMBLER, resting on top of a raised diamondplate platform. It's so twisted and mangled that it's barely recognizable.
Wayne turns away and faces Fox.
WAYNE
There was nothing you could do?
FOX
(shakes head)
Nothing.
Fox HOPS onto the platform and steps around the Tumbler, inspecting it.
FOX (CONT'D)
The frame is cracked in at least four critical areas, and the chassis could be put to better use if it was recycled. But check this out...
Fox motions for Wayne to follow. Wayne walks around to the rear of the Tumbler.
WAYNE'S POV: The jet-engine is GONE. All that's left is a gaping hole rimmed with jagged steel.
FOX (CONT'D)
Clown-Boy's toy took out both the engine and the rear axles in one hit. He sure knows how to make 'em good.
WAYNE
(nods)
Or he knows the people who did it for him.
Wayne sighs and walks around the Tumbler, running his fingers through his hair.
WAYNE (CONT'D)
Now what? I can't exactly squeeze into the Lambo comfortably, no matter how snugly the new suit fits. Thanks, by the way.
FOX
My pleasure. Glad you like it.
There's a split-second pause, and then Fox hops off the platform. Wayne looks at Fox, and both him and us sence an eagerness underneath Fox's avuncular grin.
WAYNE
(hesitant)
What? What is it? Oh no, don't tell me... do you...?
FOX
(nods)
Oh yeah. You'll definitely be interested in this.
CLOSE ON FOX: A ROAR that sounds like five Harley-Davidsons rises up and we
The rider sits up and removes his helmet to reveal (not surprisingly) that WAYNE has been testing the bike. Wayne is wearing what appears to be a HEAVILY PADDED CAMOUFLAGED RACING JACKET. He rests the helmet on top of the bike's large gas tank.
As he catches his breath, FOX walks up to Wayne's side with a big grin on his face and spreads out his hands like a used car salesman.
FOX
Mr. Wayne, allow me to introduce the Tumbler's baby sister: the Scrambler.
WAYNE
(chuckles, amused)
The Scrambler huh?
Wayne breathes a little heavily and wipes away some sweat with his gloved hand.
FOX
Well? She fast enough for ya?
CLOSE ON: Wayne nods and does that same WHOOSH that he did after testing the Tumbler, and hops off the motorcycle.
WAYNE
(enthusiastic)
Hell yeah.
FOX
I should hope so. This baby has over two hundred horsepower and goes from zero to sixty in just under two seconds.
WAYNE
Wow, that sounds fast alright. How long has this been in storage?
FOX
This baby? Developed alongside the Tumbler, and shelved alongside it too. It was intended to be the first military-grade motorcycle, but...
WAYNE
Lemme guess... bean counters?
FOX
(smiles)
You got it. Gotta love 'em, right?
WAYNE
So what was this supposed to do? You said it was developed alongside the Tumbler...
FOX
(nods)
The Scrambler was intended to perform two specific tasks:
(holds up one finger)
One, to protect the Tumbler against enemy before, during and after the Tumbler bridged a river.
(holds up two fingers)
Two, to do some quick but pretty heavy damage to pockets of enemy soldiers. Didn't matter whether they were on an outpost or whatever, if it could be hit with a fast jab, this baby would do the job, the first combat-grade, military-employed motorcycle. Here, let me show you.
Wayne backs away slightly, and observes as Fox hops onto the Scrambler. He flicks a switch on the RIGHT HANDLEBAR and a section slides back to reveal a miniature control panel. It's made up of FIVE BUTTONS: two red buttons flanking three yellow ones.
Fox presses one of the buttons and a pair of MACHINE GUNS slide out from either side of the lower half of what appeared to be the gas tank.
WAYNE
Wow. A little James Bond-ish to me... but please, continue.
FOX
(chuckles)
Every mechanism on this bike, be it offensive or defensive, is controlled by these buttons. Just below your spedometer and other standard meters there's a small monitor that shows you where everything else is around you, as well as radar, GPS tracking, et cetera, etcetera. You follow so far?
WAYNE
So far.
FOX
Good.
Fox KNOCKS on a section of the bikes armor.
FOX (CONT'D)
The armor is a new lightweight bulletproof alloy that can take a good beating and the bike'll still be rideable. Like your armor, it can deflect anything but a straight shot. The armor can hold up to a straight shot, but there'll still be some damage. Now for the good stuff. The two red buttons...
WAYNE
(interrupts)
Am I allowed to push those?
FOX
(grins)
You're allowed, but you have to know when to push 'em. This isn't a toy. Now the machine guns are your most basic offensive weapons. There's a small lever on the underside of the left handlebar that you use as a trigger. These guns fire fifty-caliber rounds.
Fox reaches to one of the guns. He sits up and holds a large brass bullet.
FOX (CONT'D)
Turns solid steel into butter. Catch--
Fox tosses the bullet to Wayne and returns to the control panel. He presses the same button and the machine guns slide back into the lower portion of gas tank.
FOX (CONT'D)
The other two are medium-impact mines that pop out from the tail--it can only hold enough mines for one use per ride, so please be a little conservative--and smoke screen. The red button on the right...
Fox presses it and a rocket FIRES out of a small oval-shaped apparatus on the right side of the front wheel. It hits a pile of sandbags that EXPLODES on impact. Fox grins.
FOX
(slyly)
RPG. My favorite. The red button on the left is the rampless jump, similar to the Tumbler.
Fox hops off the Scrambler and wipes his hands.
FOX
Any questions?
Wayne walks past Fox and bends down to inspect the gas tank.
WAYNE
Uhh, exactly how much fuel can this thing hold?
FOX
(smiles)
This thing can store up to five gallons. I know what you're thinking, and don't worry, Mr. Wayne, she uses about as much gas per one hundred miles as Alfred's sips of tea. The engine is an experimental prototype that uses the least amount of gasoline of any vehicle on the planet. It's enough to make the Japanese jealous.
(pause as Wayne stands)
So, you interested?
Wayne remains silent for a moment, walking around the Scrambler like someone deciding whether or not to buy a new car.
WAYNE
Does it--
FOX
(interrupts)
Yes.
Wayne smiles.
WAYNE
I'll take it.
Mods, if you don't mind, as the thread starter I'd like to share what I think should be the essential ground rules for this thread.
- Write your fan-scene. If you're an aspiring amateur screenwriter and want to show off your skills, go for it! If you're more comfortable just describing the scene you'd want to see, you can do that too. This is a place for ideas, so share them the best way you can!
- Review the previous poster's scene or idea. You don't have to if you don't want to, but if you want to say something about someone's scene, then don't hesitate. Just be civil.
- If you have more than one idea, share them! Don't stop at just one. And finally...
- If you want to explain your idea, go ahead. Everyone has their reasons.
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Well, with that being said (sorry if it was a little long) I think I'll start this thread off with the scene I wrote in the "Batcycle" thread. After that, start posting people!
INT. WAYNE ENTERPRISES APPLIED SCIENCES DIVISON
Wayne walks with a slight limp ahead of Fox as the lights above them FLICKER to life.
CLOSE ON:
Wayne stops and closes his eyes grimly.
ANGLE ON:
The last set of lights flicker on and we come face to face with the TWISTED REMAINS of what used to be the TUMBLER, resting on top of a raised diamondplate platform. It's so twisted and mangled that it's barely recognizable.
Wayne turns away and faces Fox.
WAYNE
There was nothing you could do?
FOX
(shakes head)
Nothing.
Fox HOPS onto the platform and steps around the Tumbler, inspecting it.
FOX (CONT'D)
The frame is cracked in at least four critical areas, and the chassis could be put to better use if it was recycled. But check this out...
Fox motions for Wayne to follow. Wayne walks around to the rear of the Tumbler.
WAYNE'S POV: The jet-engine is GONE. All that's left is a gaping hole rimmed with jagged steel.
FOX (CONT'D)
Clown-Boy's toy took out both the engine and the rear axles in one hit. He sure knows how to make 'em good.
WAYNE
(nods)
Or he knows the people who did it for him.
Wayne sighs and walks around the Tumbler, running his fingers through his hair.
WAYNE (CONT'D)
Now what? I can't exactly squeeze into the Lambo comfortably, no matter how snugly the new suit fits. Thanks, by the way.
FOX
My pleasure. Glad you like it.
There's a split-second pause, and then Fox hops off the platform. Wayne looks at Fox, and both him and us sence an eagerness underneath Fox's avuncular grin.
WAYNE
(hesitant)
What? What is it? Oh no, don't tell me... do you...?
FOX
(nods)
Oh yeah. You'll definitely be interested in this.
CLOSE ON FOX: A ROAR that sounds like five Harley-Davidsons rises up and we
CUT TO:
EXT. TRACK - AFTERNOON
The source of the roar is a heavily armored MOTORCYCLE hauls around a sharp corner at an even sharper angle and pulls out just as it reaches the straightaway. After a few loud REVS, the motorcycle growls to a smooth stop.
The motorcycle's ARMOR DESIGN is similar to the Tumbler's but more aerodynamic. Like the Tumbler before it is painted with military camouflage. The TIRES look like a cross between what would be found on a MotoGP racing bike and the rear wheel of a Harley-Davidson, only larger and wider.
Two EXHAUST PIPES rest on either side of the rear wheel and snake up to a HUGE MOTOR (that's still growling softly) in the middle of the motorcycle's sturdy frame.
The source of the roar is a heavily armored MOTORCYCLE hauls around a sharp corner at an even sharper angle and pulls out just as it reaches the straightaway. After a few loud REVS, the motorcycle growls to a smooth stop.
The motorcycle's ARMOR DESIGN is similar to the Tumbler's but more aerodynamic. Like the Tumbler before it is painted with military camouflage. The TIRES look like a cross between what would be found on a MotoGP racing bike and the rear wheel of a Harley-Davidson, only larger and wider.
Two EXHAUST PIPES rest on either side of the rear wheel and snake up to a HUGE MOTOR (that's still growling softly) in the middle of the motorcycle's sturdy frame.
The rider sits up and removes his helmet to reveal (not surprisingly) that WAYNE has been testing the bike. Wayne is wearing what appears to be a HEAVILY PADDED CAMOUFLAGED RACING JACKET. He rests the helmet on top of the bike's large gas tank.
As he catches his breath, FOX walks up to Wayne's side with a big grin on his face and spreads out his hands like a used car salesman.
FOX
Mr. Wayne, allow me to introduce the Tumbler's baby sister: the Scrambler.
WAYNE
(chuckles, amused)
The Scrambler huh?
Wayne breathes a little heavily and wipes away some sweat with his gloved hand.
FOX
Well? She fast enough for ya?
CLOSE ON: Wayne nods and does that same WHOOSH that he did after testing the Tumbler, and hops off the motorcycle.
WAYNE
(enthusiastic)
Hell yeah.
FOX
I should hope so. This baby has over two hundred horsepower and goes from zero to sixty in just under two seconds.
WAYNE
Wow, that sounds fast alright. How long has this been in storage?
FOX
This baby? Developed alongside the Tumbler, and shelved alongside it too. It was intended to be the first military-grade motorcycle, but...
WAYNE
Lemme guess... bean counters?
FOX
(smiles)
You got it. Gotta love 'em, right?
WAYNE
So what was this supposed to do? You said it was developed alongside the Tumbler...
FOX
(nods)
The Scrambler was intended to perform two specific tasks:
(holds up one finger)
One, to protect the Tumbler against enemy before, during and after the Tumbler bridged a river.
(holds up two fingers)
Two, to do some quick but pretty heavy damage to pockets of enemy soldiers. Didn't matter whether they were on an outpost or whatever, if it could be hit with a fast jab, this baby would do the job, the first combat-grade, military-employed motorcycle. Here, let me show you.
Wayne backs away slightly, and observes as Fox hops onto the Scrambler. He flicks a switch on the RIGHT HANDLEBAR and a section slides back to reveal a miniature control panel. It's made up of FIVE BUTTONS: two red buttons flanking three yellow ones.
Fox presses one of the buttons and a pair of MACHINE GUNS slide out from either side of the lower half of what appeared to be the gas tank.
WAYNE
Wow. A little James Bond-ish to me... but please, continue.
FOX
(chuckles)
Every mechanism on this bike, be it offensive or defensive, is controlled by these buttons. Just below your spedometer and other standard meters there's a small monitor that shows you where everything else is around you, as well as radar, GPS tracking, et cetera, etcetera. You follow so far?
WAYNE
So far.
FOX
Good.
Fox KNOCKS on a section of the bikes armor.
FOX (CONT'D)
The armor is a new lightweight bulletproof alloy that can take a good beating and the bike'll still be rideable. Like your armor, it can deflect anything but a straight shot. The armor can hold up to a straight shot, but there'll still be some damage. Now for the good stuff. The two red buttons...
WAYNE
(interrupts)
Am I allowed to push those?
FOX
(grins)
You're allowed, but you have to know when to push 'em. This isn't a toy. Now the machine guns are your most basic offensive weapons. There's a small lever on the underside of the left handlebar that you use as a trigger. These guns fire fifty-caliber rounds.
Fox reaches to one of the guns. He sits up and holds a large brass bullet.
FOX (CONT'D)
Turns solid steel into butter. Catch--
Fox tosses the bullet to Wayne and returns to the control panel. He presses the same button and the machine guns slide back into the lower portion of gas tank.
FOX (CONT'D)
The other two are medium-impact mines that pop out from the tail--it can only hold enough mines for one use per ride, so please be a little conservative--and smoke screen. The red button on the right...
Fox presses it and a rocket FIRES out of a small oval-shaped apparatus on the right side of the front wheel. It hits a pile of sandbags that EXPLODES on impact. Fox grins.
FOX
(slyly)
RPG. My favorite. The red button on the left is the rampless jump, similar to the Tumbler.
Fox hops off the Scrambler and wipes his hands.
FOX
Any questions?
Wayne walks past Fox and bends down to inspect the gas tank.
WAYNE
Uhh, exactly how much fuel can this thing hold?
FOX
(smiles)
This thing can store up to five gallons. I know what you're thinking, and don't worry, Mr. Wayne, she uses about as much gas per one hundred miles as Alfred's sips of tea. The engine is an experimental prototype that uses the least amount of gasoline of any vehicle on the planet. It's enough to make the Japanese jealous.
(pause as Wayne stands)
So, you interested?
Wayne remains silent for a moment, walking around the Scrambler like someone deciding whether or not to buy a new car.
WAYNE
Does it--
FOX
(interrupts)
Yes.
Wayne smiles.
WAYNE
I'll take it.