Post by danedynamite on Nov 12, 2007 16:29:24 GMT -5
The Camera cuts in on an alleyway its night time and you can hear cars and people going about there business. The wind is blowing around paper and other pieces of trash around the alley and there are subtle drops of rain falling. A huge flash of lightning occurs and a man falls 12 feet to the floor and is visibly in pain.
"Argh! Those blasted landing Tri-Vectors, the amount of times I have told the engineers to fix those."
The man stands up and brushes his uniform down before reaching to his belt and pulling out a tube filled with a blue liquid which he drinks, and he then stands tall and proud and a short sting on a Bugle can be heard and a banner flashes up with the name Flight Commander Dane Dynamite on it. Then a women's scream can be heard, Dynamite responds to hearing this.
"I'd better check that out!"
Dynamite who appears to be dressed similar to a Royal Canadian Mounted Police Officer, runs to the source of the sound. Two men are standing over a terrified woman.
Thug 1: "Give us your money or you get hurt"
The second thug brandishes a knife backing up the first thugs threat. Dynamite looks somewhat puzzled at the scenario and uses his headset to search for references on it. This point the camera shows what can be seen through Dynamite's left eye.
Mobile Trans-Referencer: "Mugging: The act of taking a victims money by force or threat of force. A common occurance in the late 20th and early 21st centuries. Suggested action: Stop this! Use of Lethal Force: Lethal Force is permitted."
Dynamite looks at his Plasma Pistol which has over heated during his arrival. He notices that the time to act is now. Dynamite grabs the thug brandishing the knife and twists his arm breaking it and thus forcing him to drop it. The other thug picks up the knife and lunges towards Dynamite. Dynamite evades the would be attack, now both men circle briefly and Dynamite kicks the knife from the thug's hand.
Thug 1: "What the hell are you?"
"I do not have to identify myself to you, delinquent!"
The thug dives onto Dynamite forcing him to the ground, however Dynamite easily over powers him and throws him off. The thug once again lunges but Dynamite throws a palm strike rendering the assailent unconcious and upon seeing this the injured thug runs away.
"Mobile Trans-Referencer, once again no lethal force was required. Honestly I sometimes wonder if you are really the cruder American Mark 2"
Mobile Trans-Referencer: "Mobile Trans-Referencer Mark 4, registered to Flight Commander Dane Dynamite of World Council of Warriors for Innocents."
"Yeah, yeah I know what you are!"
Dynamite extends his hand to help the women up
"I won't hurt you..."
The woman nervously takes his hand and he helps her to her feet.
Women: "Thank you... Mister?"
"Flight Commander Dane Dynamite, and your gratitude is not necessary."
Women: "You don't look like you are from around here!"
"I'm from the United Kingdom of Planets or more specifically Zubuntu"
Women: "Zubuntu? You really believe that?"
Dynamite looks at the woman and a puzzled look appears on his face.
"Where are we?"
Women: "Chicago? If you didn't know that and what you just said makes me think you are crazy!"
Dynamite opens his Trans-Com and begins to speak
"Alpha Team leader to base, I repeat alpha team leader to base, come in base!"
Dynamite looks down it his Trans-Com and the text "MAL" is flashing, the woman looks and notices the anguish appearing on Dynamite's face, who has now slumped against the wall. The women moves over to comfort him.
"I can't get back... there's no way home..."
the screen fades to black and the words To Be Continued... appear.
"Argh! Those blasted landing Tri-Vectors, the amount of times I have told the engineers to fix those."
The man stands up and brushes his uniform down before reaching to his belt and pulling out a tube filled with a blue liquid which he drinks, and he then stands tall and proud and a short sting on a Bugle can be heard and a banner flashes up with the name Flight Commander Dane Dynamite on it. Then a women's scream can be heard, Dynamite responds to hearing this.
"I'd better check that out!"
Dynamite who appears to be dressed similar to a Royal Canadian Mounted Police Officer, runs to the source of the sound. Two men are standing over a terrified woman.
Thug 1: "Give us your money or you get hurt"
The second thug brandishes a knife backing up the first thugs threat. Dynamite looks somewhat puzzled at the scenario and uses his headset to search for references on it. This point the camera shows what can be seen through Dynamite's left eye.
Mobile Trans-Referencer: "Mugging: The act of taking a victims money by force or threat of force. A common occurance in the late 20th and early 21st centuries. Suggested action: Stop this! Use of Lethal Force: Lethal Force is permitted."
Dynamite looks at his Plasma Pistol which has over heated during his arrival. He notices that the time to act is now. Dynamite grabs the thug brandishing the knife and twists his arm breaking it and thus forcing him to drop it. The other thug picks up the knife and lunges towards Dynamite. Dynamite evades the would be attack, now both men circle briefly and Dynamite kicks the knife from the thug's hand.
Thug 1: "What the hell are you?"
"I do not have to identify myself to you, delinquent!"
The thug dives onto Dynamite forcing him to the ground, however Dynamite easily over powers him and throws him off. The thug once again lunges but Dynamite throws a palm strike rendering the assailent unconcious and upon seeing this the injured thug runs away.
"Mobile Trans-Referencer, once again no lethal force was required. Honestly I sometimes wonder if you are really the cruder American Mark 2"
Mobile Trans-Referencer: "Mobile Trans-Referencer Mark 4, registered to Flight Commander Dane Dynamite of World Council of Warriors for Innocents."
"Yeah, yeah I know what you are!"
Dynamite extends his hand to help the women up
"I won't hurt you..."
The woman nervously takes his hand and he helps her to her feet.
Women: "Thank you... Mister?"
"Flight Commander Dane Dynamite, and your gratitude is not necessary."
Women: "You don't look like you are from around here!"
"I'm from the United Kingdom of Planets or more specifically Zubuntu"
Women: "Zubuntu? You really believe that?"
Dynamite looks at the woman and a puzzled look appears on his face.
"Where are we?"
Women: "Chicago? If you didn't know that and what you just said makes me think you are crazy!"
Dynamite opens his Trans-Com and begins to speak
"Alpha Team leader to base, I repeat alpha team leader to base, come in base!"
Dynamite looks down it his Trans-Com and the text "MAL" is flashing, the woman looks and notices the anguish appearing on Dynamite's face, who has now slumped against the wall. The women moves over to comfort him.
"I can't get back... there's no way home..."
the screen fades to black and the words To Be Continued... appear.