In an industry where the wolves outnumber the sheep, things can get barbaric. And make no mistake about it, we are the wolves and growing fast in numbers. We're so determined and practical, all the while too consumed by deadlines, perfection, and ideas, we forget how fun this can be. Most people can't do what we do and regulate the voices. So let's make an OUTRAGEOUS, fun, FRIENDLY, story of our own. You get ONE scene and the LESS you write the better. In later and out quicker, some of you know what I'm talking about, fellas. Oh and let’s not go tit for tat on logic and errors, please. I'll start which may be longer than I want, the setup and all. Don’t judge me. Not sure how this will work out in hopes I don’t get kicked from Stage 32 lol Remember, you don't HAVE to post!!!
INT. PLANE (MIDDLE OF THE OCEAN) - SUNSET GUARDS beam a green, four-foot FUGITIVE. He whistles and dangles feet. Flashes over to an intimidatingly beautiful, SIREN who shifts uncomfortable. His infatuation latches on her. GUARD: Quiet or tighten those shackles. Louder whistling. A guard breaks the seated line of security. Cautiously advances. GUNS COCK. Guards shift. The fugitive winks at the siren. She stiffens. BOOM. The plane swerves, debris and flames burst from the cockpit. Guards topple over. Masks drop. Chaos erupts. The fugitive shape shifts into human form, pulverizes all the guards in two flashes of the lights. Snags a parachute, straps it on. Kicks open the plane door. FUGITIVE: This is my stop. -- Hocus pocus ain’t gonna on work me, witch! He extends a hand. She hesitates, accepts, swings onto his back. They hop out the plane.