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Take Turns writing... The FireFly Movie novelisation.

POSTED BY: arcbeatle
UPDATED: Sunday, March 14, 2004 21:54
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Sunday, March 14, 2004 4:43 AM

We really dont know much about the Firefly movie, we know its called serenity, and there are some "spoilers" weve seen, but thats about it. So to pass a bit more of the time away before it comes out in a theatere near you, lets write from our imaginations:

The FireFly Movie Novelisation!

Remember to write like a book, not a script please, which means we can set scenes up in odd ways you cant really film. Try to use some of the "New" characters spoiled for the movie, but other then that go crazy. Jsut keep it within the verses ruls and Its all Shiny.

So to Start it off:

Prolougue:

She was alone. Silent, and alone. Not sient though, there were the voices in her mind, the vocies of the walls, of the building. The air itslf spoke to her. But there was no color for them to speak of, nothing but white, white walls, white garments, and a blank silence- no... THe garments were loud, they yelled, the walls spoke in color and her eyes drowned in it. So was the hell River Tam Lived in. Getting up from the flatt padding of her room, her cell, her circle of hell she had build within and for herself, she looked out at the pane of water she oculd look thorough at the others, it rippled as the walls spoke, and then, she heard a sound she hadnt heard since a long time ago, since her Father Gabriel went a hunting on their holiday, his holiday in his office. His office? She noticed nothing wrong with that statement. River heard a sound that made the walls scream, they turned red, the blue imps were mad. She heard guns.
There were only a few shots, and any one else but her would have passed them off as a pindrop, the guns had been silenced so, but River heard them. They were heartbeats of Demons. Men screamed, or at least those who thought of themselves as men, if their jobs had not strained too much of their humanity to get that blessed title, and Their screams were so short, cut off by more shots. More loud blue silence going through her brain.
Red Splattered into the water of her Window, and as it soaked through she toutched it in the air, it swirled in patern aorund her, she smiled at its gruesome beutiy, though it turned green with envy of her life. Then in another realm a door was kicked down, and the men pulle dher out the room, curing as she tried to toutch the air aorund her, they held her still, and pushed Needles into her. She would have screamed. She couldnt, as her mind had walked away in the dark the drugs gave her. So they took her, accross the building, and without much care threw her intot he cold, a box, the ice stopped her body, left her mind stopped. Days passed, she didnt know. Untils he found herself falling, then hitting the ground under the stars.
* * *
Coulthard opened fire on the man going twards his Jobs cell, silent bullets ripping through him, followed by his three cohorts weapons discharging a second later, simply cutting his cries off, but he was already dead from his first round, another man turned the corner, unaware at first of what was going on, but by the time he loked up his white lab coat was streamed with blood and hole riddled. Pulling off one of their ident cards, he slid it intt he dorr and watched as the pnumatic door lifted up, there she was, sitting in the rooms center, curled up in a ball and silent, he led her out without a word, and without annother drugged her. This had been too easy, he was geting a kings ransom for getting this nutcase out of here, and he had a certain feeling he might not turn much of it over to the organisation that got him it, money was so much more important to honor in hi mind.
It was no problem getting her to the cryo chamber either, he left some bodies, but not so many he couldnt stuff the closets he pased with them. In the room, he simply found a box of about the right size, and stood the drugged girl up. he pulled a knife out and slit off her foot and wrist bands, then proceeded (to his minions pleasure) to cut her cheap white frock off. ignoreing hte whistles, which were probably attracting gaurds, he carried her too the grey box, and lowed h

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Sunday, March 14, 2004 9:54 PM

Sorry that was so long, but I needed to get that out of the way!
*bump*

People only beleive somehting if it's in a movie

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