Post by Numbuh C12H22O11 on Sept 6, 2009 3:35:37 GMT -5
I originally wrote the script for this a while ago, but it was deleted and I was forced to start over. I've got three to four years of extra experience, however, and it's come out much better. I only have the first 5 minutes or so of the script done.
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Man
Initiates
Needless
Destruction-
Counting
On
Newbies
To
Rescue
Operative
Lives
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(A random operative is running through the Delightful Children's mansion, panicking and carrying a rolled-up sheet of paper.)
Operative: Gotta warn Global Command... gotta warn... everyone...
(He skids to a stop, almost crashing headfirst into...)
Father: Just where do you think you're going with MY plans, young man?!
Operative: Uh-oh.
Father: Those plans are important, and I can't have kids running around my house taking important documents.
(He grabs the operative by the collar.)
Father: But the plans don't explain anything. I think a more suitable punishment would be to give you the grand tour!
(Cut to a shot of the inside of a room, camera pointed at the door. Father pushes the door open, still gripping the operative's shirt.)
Father: Behold! The centrepiece of my master plan!
(The camera zooms out to show various pieces of machinery, including a tube of green liquid with a headband and several cables suspended in it.)
Operative: But... th-that's... AAAAHH!!!
(Fade to black. Four days later, at the Sector V treehouse, the entire sector are gathered around in the meeting room... except one.)
Numbuh 1: Have any of you seen Numbuh 2? He's been missing all day.
Numbuh 5: Numbuh 5 heard he was goin' out to buy some new video game. They say it's so popular, it's sold out almost everywhere.
Numbuh 4: Well, he better get here soon. I've been waiting weeks for a shot at that game! And I only heard of it a few days ago!
(Right on cue, Numbuh 2 busts through the door, carrying a white box above his head.)
Numbuh 2: I'm ba-ack!
Numbuh 1: It's about time! We've been waiting for you for-
(To Numbuh 1's chagrin, the others are all marveling at the game instead of paying attention.)
Numbuh 1: GUYS! We have an important mission today! We don't have time to play video games!
Numbuh 3: Sounds like somebody's going first!
Numbuh 1: What? NO!
Numbuh 2: Come on, Numbuh 1. It'll be fun!
Numbuh 4: Yeah! You can use it to train for missions and be all, *karate yell* and *imitates mustard splattering noise* and-
Numbuh 1: Alright, fine. FIVE MINUTES. Now how does this thing work?
Numbuh 5: *reading manual* Says here you just put on the helmet. And it conveniently comes with five helmets.
Numbuh 1: Doesn't this seem just a little bit contrived to you?
Numbuh 2: What do you mean?
Numbuh 1: The last two times I had a weird device on my head, something went horribly wrong.
Numbuh 3: You know what they say, Numbuh 1... third time's the charm!
(All five of them put on the helmets and end up in a virtual reality, complete with mountains of ice cream and various other things that kids would love to have in their world. But without warning, the last person they wanted to see appears before them...)
Virtual Father: Welcome to my world, Kids Next Door!
Numbuh 1: FATHER. I should've guessed you'd have a part in this.
Virtual Father: Very observant, Nigel Uno, but not quite. I'm not the real Father, but in this world, I'm as real as I need to be. *evil laugh* And you're not the only ones to fall for this trap either. As we speak, kids, teenagers and goody-goody adults are trying on my helmets, and once they're in, only my computer can get them out! So you better start running, because you're going to be stuck here for a long, long time!
(Sector V transition. Cut to the KND Moonbase. Numbuh 362 is talking to Numbuh 4-Sight, a KND swami, over a videophone of some kind.)
Numbuh 362: They can't ALL be playing video games!
Numbuh 4-Sight: My visions do not lie.
Numbuh 362: Except for Operation F.L.U.O.R.E.S.C.E.N.T..
Numbuh 4-Sight: That was ONE time! And he was babbling like an idiot!
Numbuh 362: He IS an idiot.
Numbuh 4-Sight: But this is beside the point. I have determined that all sectors, including the Arctic Base, are currently in the middle of a trance induced by a new virtual-reality video game. All except you, myself, and one sector.
Numbuh 362: Please tell me it's not-
Numbuh 4-Sight: I'm afraid it is. There's only one team we can call in.
Numbuh 362: Okay. Just... get in contact with them, and make it quick.
Numbuh 4-Sight: Understood.
(Numbuh 4-Sight cuts the connection.)
Numbuh 362: *sigh* Sometimes I REALLY hate this job.
(The screen cuts to black.)
(The phrase "Mission Alert" flashes three times, beeping each time. Fade in. Somewhere in a field of grain, a single massive balsam poplar tree sticks up about 150 feet. Stuffed into it is a typical oversized KND treehouse, containing such things as a Concord jet, a submarine, a military bunker and half of a hospital. A door with the number 10 in a digital readout overlays the screen and opens up.)
(Dimly-lit screens of all shapes and sizes surround a boy with oval-rimmed glasses, spiky hair and a shirt that reads "PWN". Half-eaten snacks litter the floor. Suddenly, all the screens display the number 10 in green computer font, and smaller ones and zeroes appear around them. The camera cuts to the door, which is swinging back on its hinges. A door with a backward 9 on it overlays the screen and opens up.)
(This room is dark except for a stage. A girl with black pigtails and a long shirt with the number 9 on it is performing a magic show for a bunch of ferrets. She reaches into a top hat and pulls out a ferret, who applauds. A spotlight shines "Base-9" on the girl, who drops the top hat and runs off. A door with a flaming 8 ball on it overlays the screen and opens up.)
(Inside the room, a girl with goggles, a messy brown ponytail, an aviator's scarf and a grey jumpsuit with red racing stripes is lying on a skateboard doing repairs underneath the C.O.N.V.O.Y., an oversized vehicle made from a semi truck and jet engines. Suddenly, an alarm starts beeping. She flicks a switch on a T.O.A.S.T.I.E. and two aerosol cans propel the skateboard out from underneath the C.O.N.V.O.Y., passing the rear license plate, which reads 8-CYL. A door with the number 7 inside a clover on it overlays the screen and opens up.)
(Inside a bank vault, a boy with red hair, a green bowler hat with the number 7 on it, a green jacket and shoes with horseshoes attached to the soles by springs bounces into a pool of coins and swims around in it. The boy pops up and grabs a coin, peeling off the wrapper and revealing it to be chocolate before taking a bite. Suddenly, a bag drops into the vault, with an image of smeared on the front in paint. The boy dives down under the chocolate coins.)
(The boy runs through a door which has a stylized 6 splattered on it in paint and sits down with the other operatives around the top half of a steel barrel, with a large telescope sticking in through the ceiling above it. A girl, visibly older than the others, steps in through a pair of saloon doors, clad in full chef's attire, right down to a pink apron with 6 sixes arranged in a hexagon pattern on it.)
Numbuh 6-Course: Good news, guys. We finally have a mission.
(The operatives all talk amongst themselves about finally getting a mission and how rare it is for that to happen. Numbuh 6-Course whistles loudly.)
Numbuh 6-Course: Listen up! The reason we have a mission is because it's mega-important and nobody else is able to answer the call.
(The telescope sticking out of the ceiling projects a cone-shaped hologram that goes down through the barrel. The hologram begins displaying images of the VR helmets and line after line of info on the game.)
Numbuh 6-Course: Earlier today, a new virtual-reality video game was distributed to sectors of the Kids Next Door all over the world. However, once the helmets used in the game are put on, they can't be taken off manually.
Numbuh Goto 10: What kind of cruddy feature is that?
Numbuh 6-Course: That's the idea. Numbuh 362 believes it to be some kind of conspiracy. Numbuh Goto 10, you'll have to tap into the network used by the game and figure out where the source is. We won't be able to stop this madness until you do.
Numbuh Goto 10: I'm on it.
Numbuh 6-Course: Numbuh 8-Cylinder, prep our transport. Something small, speedy and discreet.
Numbuh 8-Cylinder: Does anything in my garage fit the bill of "small"?
Numbuh 6-Course: Find SOMETHING. Numbuh Lucky 7, Numbuh Base-9, get some weapons for us. I have a feeling we'll be in for a fight.
Numbuh Lucky 7: What are ye going ta do, Numbuh 6-Course?
Numbuh 6-Course: I'm gonna make lunch. You can't fight on an empty stomach.
(Sector AA transition. Numbuh Goto 10 walks into his room.)
Numbuh Goto 10: Alright, let's get hackin'!
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That's it, but I'll edit this post with every update.
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Kids Next Door Mission
Operation
M.I.N.D.-C.O.N.T.R.O.L.
Kids Next Door Mission
Operation
M.I.N.D.-C.O.N.T.R.O.L.
Man
Initiates
Needless
Destruction-
Counting
On
Newbies
To
Rescue
Operative
Lives
----------
(A random operative is running through the Delightful Children's mansion, panicking and carrying a rolled-up sheet of paper.)
Operative: Gotta warn Global Command... gotta warn... everyone...
(He skids to a stop, almost crashing headfirst into...)
Father: Just where do you think you're going with MY plans, young man?!
Operative: Uh-oh.
Father: Those plans are important, and I can't have kids running around my house taking important documents.
(He grabs the operative by the collar.)
Father: But the plans don't explain anything. I think a more suitable punishment would be to give you the grand tour!
(Cut to a shot of the inside of a room, camera pointed at the door. Father pushes the door open, still gripping the operative's shirt.)
Father: Behold! The centrepiece of my master plan!
(The camera zooms out to show various pieces of machinery, including a tube of green liquid with a headband and several cables suspended in it.)
Operative: But... th-that's... AAAAHH!!!
(Fade to black. Four days later, at the Sector V treehouse, the entire sector are gathered around in the meeting room... except one.)
Numbuh 1: Have any of you seen Numbuh 2? He's been missing all day.
Numbuh 5: Numbuh 5 heard he was goin' out to buy some new video game. They say it's so popular, it's sold out almost everywhere.
Numbuh 4: Well, he better get here soon. I've been waiting weeks for a shot at that game! And I only heard of it a few days ago!
(Right on cue, Numbuh 2 busts through the door, carrying a white box above his head.)
Numbuh 2: I'm ba-ack!
Numbuh 1: It's about time! We've been waiting for you for-
(To Numbuh 1's chagrin, the others are all marveling at the game instead of paying attention.)
Numbuh 1: GUYS! We have an important mission today! We don't have time to play video games!
Numbuh 3: Sounds like somebody's going first!
Numbuh 1: What? NO!
Numbuh 2: Come on, Numbuh 1. It'll be fun!
Numbuh 4: Yeah! You can use it to train for missions and be all, *karate yell* and *imitates mustard splattering noise* and-
Numbuh 1: Alright, fine. FIVE MINUTES. Now how does this thing work?
Numbuh 5: *reading manual* Says here you just put on the helmet. And it conveniently comes with five helmets.
Numbuh 1: Doesn't this seem just a little bit contrived to you?
Numbuh 2: What do you mean?
Numbuh 1: The last two times I had a weird device on my head, something went horribly wrong.
Numbuh 3: You know what they say, Numbuh 1... third time's the charm!
(All five of them put on the helmets and end up in a virtual reality, complete with mountains of ice cream and various other things that kids would love to have in their world. But without warning, the last person they wanted to see appears before them...)
Virtual Father: Welcome to my world, Kids Next Door!
Numbuh 1: FATHER. I should've guessed you'd have a part in this.
Virtual Father: Very observant, Nigel Uno, but not quite. I'm not the real Father, but in this world, I'm as real as I need to be. *evil laugh* And you're not the only ones to fall for this trap either. As we speak, kids, teenagers and goody-goody adults are trying on my helmets, and once they're in, only my computer can get them out! So you better start running, because you're going to be stuck here for a long, long time!
(Sector V transition. Cut to the KND Moonbase. Numbuh 362 is talking to Numbuh 4-Sight, a KND swami, over a videophone of some kind.)
Numbuh 362: They can't ALL be playing video games!
Numbuh 4-Sight: My visions do not lie.
Numbuh 362: Except for Operation F.L.U.O.R.E.S.C.E.N.T..
Numbuh 4-Sight: That was ONE time! And he was babbling like an idiot!
Numbuh 362: He IS an idiot.
Numbuh 4-Sight: But this is beside the point. I have determined that all sectors, including the Arctic Base, are currently in the middle of a trance induced by a new virtual-reality video game. All except you, myself, and one sector.
Numbuh 362: Please tell me it's not-
Numbuh 4-Sight: I'm afraid it is. There's only one team we can call in.
Numbuh 362: Okay. Just... get in contact with them, and make it quick.
Numbuh 4-Sight: Understood.
(Numbuh 4-Sight cuts the connection.)
Numbuh 362: *sigh* Sometimes I REALLY hate this job.
(The screen cuts to black.)
Sending:
Kids Next Door
Mission Alert
Kids Next Door
Mission Alert
(The phrase "Mission Alert" flashes three times, beeping each time. Fade in. Somewhere in a field of grain, a single massive balsam poplar tree sticks up about 150 feet. Stuffed into it is a typical oversized KND treehouse, containing such things as a Concord jet, a submarine, a military bunker and half of a hospital. A door with the number 10 in a digital readout overlays the screen and opens up.)
(Dimly-lit screens of all shapes and sizes surround a boy with oval-rimmed glasses, spiky hair and a shirt that reads "PWN". Half-eaten snacks litter the floor. Suddenly, all the screens display the number 10 in green computer font, and smaller ones and zeroes appear around them. The camera cuts to the door, which is swinging back on its hinges. A door with a backward 9 on it overlays the screen and opens up.)
(This room is dark except for a stage. A girl with black pigtails and a long shirt with the number 9 on it is performing a magic show for a bunch of ferrets. She reaches into a top hat and pulls out a ferret, who applauds. A spotlight shines "Base-9" on the girl, who drops the top hat and runs off. A door with a flaming 8 ball on it overlays the screen and opens up.)
(Inside the room, a girl with goggles, a messy brown ponytail, an aviator's scarf and a grey jumpsuit with red racing stripes is lying on a skateboard doing repairs underneath the C.O.N.V.O.Y., an oversized vehicle made from a semi truck and jet engines. Suddenly, an alarm starts beeping. She flicks a switch on a T.O.A.S.T.I.E. and two aerosol cans propel the skateboard out from underneath the C.O.N.V.O.Y., passing the rear license plate, which reads 8-CYL. A door with the number 7 inside a clover on it overlays the screen and opens up.)
(Inside a bank vault, a boy with red hair, a green bowler hat with the number 7 on it, a green jacket and shoes with horseshoes attached to the soles by springs bounces into a pool of coins and swims around in it. The boy pops up and grabs a coin, peeling off the wrapper and revealing it to be chocolate before taking a bite. Suddenly, a bag drops into the vault, with an image of smeared on the front in paint. The boy dives down under the chocolate coins.)
(The boy runs through a door which has a stylized 6 splattered on it in paint and sits down with the other operatives around the top half of a steel barrel, with a large telescope sticking in through the ceiling above it. A girl, visibly older than the others, steps in through a pair of saloon doors, clad in full chef's attire, right down to a pink apron with 6 sixes arranged in a hexagon pattern on it.)
Numbuh 6-Course: Good news, guys. We finally have a mission.
Transmission
Interrupted
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Transmission
Reestablished
Interrupted
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Transmission
Reestablished
(The operatives all talk amongst themselves about finally getting a mission and how rare it is for that to happen. Numbuh 6-Course whistles loudly.)
Numbuh 6-Course: Listen up! The reason we have a mission is because it's mega-important and nobody else is able to answer the call.
(The telescope sticking out of the ceiling projects a cone-shaped hologram that goes down through the barrel. The hologram begins displaying images of the VR helmets and line after line of info on the game.)
Numbuh 6-Course: Earlier today, a new virtual-reality video game was distributed to sectors of the Kids Next Door all over the world. However, once the helmets used in the game are put on, they can't be taken off manually.
Numbuh Goto 10: What kind of cruddy feature is that?
Numbuh 6-Course: That's the idea. Numbuh 362 believes it to be some kind of conspiracy. Numbuh Goto 10, you'll have to tap into the network used by the game and figure out where the source is. We won't be able to stop this madness until you do.
Numbuh Goto 10: I'm on it.
Numbuh 6-Course: Numbuh 8-Cylinder, prep our transport. Something small, speedy and discreet.
Numbuh 8-Cylinder: Does anything in my garage fit the bill of "small"?
Numbuh 6-Course: Find SOMETHING. Numbuh Lucky 7, Numbuh Base-9, get some weapons for us. I have a feeling we'll be in for a fight.
Numbuh Lucky 7: What are ye going ta do, Numbuh 6-Course?
Numbuh 6-Course: I'm gonna make lunch. You can't fight on an empty stomach.
(Sector AA transition. Numbuh Goto 10 walks into his room.)
Numbuh Goto 10: Alright, let's get hackin'!
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That's it, but I'll edit this post with every update.
