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GTW
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Joined: November 30, 2001
Posts: 156
From: Singapore
Posted: 2004-10-18 09:23   
The words Darkspace : The Movie fade in across the screen, then lines of static, gradually building, then obscuring the words.

FADE TO: SPACE: STARFIELD, IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE

PAN UP slightly to reveal an ICC STATION descending. For twenty seconds the audience stares as the ship settles into position


OFFICER #1: The ship is in position, Grand Admiral.

GRAND ADMIRAL EDCOD: Very good, captain. Our objective is complete. Standby for further instructions.

An alarm blares, signalling an incoming transmisson.

SPEAKER: All personnel, prepare for incoming transmission from High Councilor Shi Jie Sheng.

Grand Admiral Edcod and his crew turn to face a large plasma TV screen, on which the word SONY is clearly visible.

EDCOD: Accept the transmission.

A TAM-TAM is clearly heard and Chinese opera music plays in the background. High Councilor Shi Jie Sheng appears on the plasma TV screen.

COUNCILOR SHI JIE SHENG: I am pleased to inform you that the ICC has achieved its most commendable achievement to date. This feat has never before been attempted and will never be attempted by the imperialist UGTO! Today I present to you...

On a second plasma TV screen, the word PANASONIC printed on its top, a naviation chart appears.

SHENG: We have made the impossible possible. We are in the midst of a new revolution, for the future is here. The fifty-station stack has been completed.

PAN OUT of the bridge window. A truly majestic sight is observed: fifty stations on top of one another, in perfect formation.

CUT TO: EARTH, ESTABLISHING SHOT. Two A-34 Panthers fly past Luna, silhouetted against the sun, and promptly crash into its surface.


FAINT RADIO CHATTER: Panther two-two-four-nine, why aren't you at your post?

CUT TO: a sleek Earth building in the heart of a thriving metropolis, constructed in the popular post-post-post-post-post-post-post-postmodern style. Two men are seen scrambling towards its entrance.

GRAND CHANCELLOR RENALDO MESSINIA: Where are we going?

AIDE CELCAN POST: It's a recital by the Faustian Quartet, sir.

MESSINIA: Why exactly are we going?

POST: It's to make you look sophisticated.

MESSINIA: Ah. What are they playing?

Post searches his pocket for the program.

POST: Here it is, sir. Schoenberg's String Quartet No.1, and Shostakovich's Eight Quartet.

MESSINIA: Brilliant composers, those two. Be sure to tell me who they are afterwards.

POST: Yes, sir.

They enter a decorated theatre, and Post guides the Grand Chancellor to his seat in the front row. Soon the Faustian Quartet take their seats to thunderous applause and start playing. A disconcerting, jarring, contrapuntal atonal melody is heard, and the GRAND CHANCELLOR can be seen squirming in his seat. His personal communicator device rings, and he answers it.

MESSINIA: Who is this? Yes? Fifty station stack? I don't think we can hope to beat that, Admiral. We'll have to destroy them one by one tomorrow. Yes, Admiral. I'm at a concert to make me look soph-sopthhiis-sophiisissits- something! I'll be right with you after this ends. Yes, Admiral. Good-bye, Admiral.

The movement ends. The hall remains silent. The GRAND CHANCELLOR gives a standind ovation. The audience stares at him.

MESSINIA: That was a beautiful performance. Perhaps I was the only one who thought it was nice.

The audience gives him strange looks as he sits down.

POST: Sir? You're not supposed to clap between movements.

MESSINIA: Oops.

The second movement starts as two figures are seen darting out of the concert hall.

FADE TO: ICC STATION ARTIC, AT BOTTOM OF STATION STACK


OFFICER #2: Shall I, like, give you firing solutions for, like, attack strategy K, sir?

EDCOD: Hold your fire. I have special orders from the High Councilor himself. We only need to hold our position.

OFFICER #2: And that will help us win, like, how?

EDCOD: By noon tomorrow the faction with the most number of stacked stations will win control of Sol. Understand?

OFFICER #2: Like, totally.

CUT TO: EARTH, ESTABLISHING SHOT. Two A-34 Panthers are stationary in space relative to the Earth. ZOOM OUT. Luna is shown smashing into the fighters.

WIPE TO: EARTH CITY, OUTSIDE RECITAL HALL


MESSINIA: Yes, Admiral. Send a scout in. And ready the lag gun. That's all.

POST: Lag gun, sir?

MESSINIA: It's reification.

POST: Reification, sir?

MESSINIA: A metaphor! Our swarms of decoy fighters will jam the inferior quality systems of the ICC and their navigation screens will freeze! Muahahahahaha!

POST: Yes, sir.

FADE TO: ICC STATION ANTARCTICA, AT TOP OF STATION STACK. We see the High Councilor twiddling his fingers. A commander enters his room.

COMMANDER: We've analyzed their attack strategy. There is no weakness in our fleet at all. Tomorrow Sol will be ours!

COUNCILOR SHENG: Excellent, indeed. Soon I will be able to stroll along the Champs-Elysee and enjoy Parisian champagne!

COMMANDER: This will be a day long remembered. It has seen the completion of the fifty-station stack, and will soon see the capture of Sol.

CUT TO: STARFIELD, OUTER SOL, ICC STATION STACK. A UGTO scout jumps out of Tachspace.

COUNCILOR SHENG: All ships, do not shoot! I repeat, do not shoot!

The ICC Fleet SHOOTS. Two stations are instantly destroyed as their proton torpedoes impact on each other while their CL2000s tear at their hulls. A BIG EXPLOSION is seen. CUT TO the ANTARCTICA.

COUNCILOR SHENG: Retreat! I repeat, all ships retreat immediately! Open a wormhole. Set a course for Exathra.

COMMANDER: Yes, sir.

CUT TO: UGTO COMMAND CENTER, EARTH

MESSINIA: I don't think the lag gun will be necessary anymore. Send in the fleet to wipe up the mess.

CUT TO: ICC HIGH COUNCIL, EXATHRA

COUNCILOR SHENG (sobbing): It was the Gaifens! They attacked us! My fleet is all destroyed! (bursts into tears)

JUDGE: Now, now, don't be sad, Councilor Sheng. I'm sure they just wanted to play.

FADE TO: BLACK
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Admiral, I can't read,
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Joined: February 16, 2004
Posts: 3635
From: South Philly
Posted: 2004-10-18 09:35   
What the frell? LOL
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Meko
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Joined: March 03, 2004
Posts: 1956
From: Vancouver
Posted: 2004-10-18 10:56   
got my hopes up when i read the title...


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Joined: February 16, 2004
Posts: 3635
From: South Philly
Posted: 2004-10-18 11:58   
Heh, so did I... I was planning to hunker down for a few good hours of reading... I feel soooo robbed!
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Kapn
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Joined: October 03, 2004
Posts: 10
Posted: 2004-10-18 15:29   
best thing i've laid my eyes upon, hahhaaha
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Astral Viper
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Joined: February 27, 2003
Posts: 343
Posted: 2004-10-20 15:11   
roflmfao soo a scout can defeat a station of even 50


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Joined: March 01, 2003
Posts: 1336
From: Kentucky
Posted: 2004-11-08 10:35   
I am still whiping the tears away... that was toooo funny I swear my side hurts... I'm sorry .. cannot breath.... *cough*

Rocko
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Fattierob
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Joined: April 25, 2003
Posts: 4059
Posted: 2004-11-24 12:03   
HA!

That was brillant
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mousey
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Joined: July 21, 2004
Posts: 73
From: Singapore
Posted: 2004-11-25 06:55   
/me rolls eyes, pple with to much free time on there hands.
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Finality@HGX
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Joined: September 28, 2004
Posts: 20
Posted: 2004-12-24 00:14   
one word "stupid"
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Joined: March 23, 2003
Posts: 11183
From: Bristol, England
Posted: 2004-12-24 04:21   
one word "look-at-the-original-post-date"
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Joined: March 16, 2003
Posts: 27
From: Living on top of a tiki hut bar enjoying the sun and the ocean
Posted: 2005-01-01 17:50   
omg omg omg best movie evr lol climatic finish
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Joined: April 27, 2003
Posts: 349
From: Toronto, Ontario, Canada
Posted: 2005-01-02 03:45   
Impressive!!!!
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