We aren't doing new pages, until we greenlight the script, and finish the previous jam/
If we need an editor, I suppose I could do it again(assuming that's cool since I wrote the script). If someone else wants to do it though, that's fine by me.
Well Ugga is the boss so I suppose if He green lights the script then you could be the editor again.
Okay everyone who has been waiting very patiently for this to move forward. Ugga, pm'd me, and he's swamped with bananas, or throwing poop or something along those lines, so we are both going to be listed as editors for this Jam.
I'm going to greenlight the script as is and we'll move onto character sketches. According to the normal progression of Jams, we should have those well underway, and completed by the end of the month, but we'll be hard pressed to reach that goal. Hopefully, by tomorrow, I'll have an updated list featuring the openings for the differant character and setting turnarounds. So we can start assigning artists.
It's about time.
Script is posted, but unfortunately I can't post it at once, so the majority of it is in the next posting.
Star Trek: The Travels of John Connor
PAGE ONE: (4 Panels)
Kirk, Spock, Bones, and a red-shirted ensign are teleporting down to the surface of a planet. Bones and Spock have tricorders (Bones’ is a medical tricorder with the wand). They are standing against a wall inside a medical complex. Few of the lights are working, and it looks as though there has been somewhat of a gun battle. A few bloodied bodies litter the ground. Most of the room cannot be seen (op).
Let’s begin with stardate 1891.5.
Yes, Admiral. We had travelled to the Gaddion 6 after receiving a distress call from the station’s planet-side colony.
CAP KIRK 2:
After receiving no other contact since entering the system, I then lead an away team to the source of the signal.
We see a room of “patients” lying on tables, unconscious. There may be some sign of silvery techno-growths on the patients’ skin, covering them like a kind of skin. The three officers are leaning over the nearest patient, curious, aghast.
My God-- Bones, what is it?
They are all leaning in, taking a closer look. Bones and Spock have tricorders out.
Goddammit, Jim, I’m a doctor not a computer engineer. But whatever it is, it’s integrated its electrical impulses with this person’s peripheral nervous system.
It appears to be some sort of a bi-organic retro-integrative group virus. It’s utilizing the sickbay’s nanobots in to convert these people to some sort of cyborg hybrids.
That’s not all. There’re soldiers here too. And they’re going to try and take this technology back to the 21st century.
John CONNOR is now sitting up, still slumped over. He has a blanket pulled around his naked body (he was captured soon after time travelling). His left arm and leg have techno growths on them. Most shocking of all is the artificial eye that is now located where his left eye should be. It should be reminiscent of Arnold’s red eye in the original Terminator movie, as well as Borg eye.
My name’s John Connor, leader of the resistance, and unless you want to never have been born, you’re going to help me stop those Terminators.
Last edited by J. Alexopoulos; 09-13-2009 at 02:11 AM.
PAGE TWO: (4 Panels)
Spock has approached John Connor, tricorder out.
John Connor? Why does that sound familiar?
General John Connor was the leader of the human resistance during the nuclear wars that plagued much of your 21st century. He died 2022.
Judging from these temporal deviations I’m detecting, it’s not implausible for this to be General Connor.
Connor is pulling on an orange jump suit. We can see the opened cupboard door beneath the bed and a stack of the same folded clothes.
When is this?
You’ve travelled over 200 years into the future.
Kirk is surveying the room. Connor is now standing facing the Captain.
Assuming you are who you say you are, what do you know about this virus these people have?
That looks like basic Skynet configurations. I’d say that the Terminator units loaded the virus into the systems here. Maybe they’re planning on taking everyone here with them.
Kirk is leading Spock and the Ensign away, but Connor hesitates. He wants a weapon.
Spock, Ensign, Mr. Connor, with me. Bones, find out how to help these people.
I’ll need a weapon.
Just stay behind us, and let our “spaceman” technology take care of these robots.
PAGE THREE: (6 Panels)
POV is through a red-tinted Terminator’s HUD. Through some trees, we can see Kirk, Spock, Ensign and Connor exiting a large medical building. The HUD is analyzing what it sees, and has targets settling over each person.
HUD CAP: (examples)
RANGE: 8 meters
TARGET x 4
WEAPON x 3
KIRK: (electronic, as though it’s been picked up by a microphone)
The main complex is a few hundred meters north of here. If they’re looking for technology, they’ll have probably headed there.
Bullets spark off the building behind the men. Ensign has been hit, a line of bullets impacting from his groin to shoulder. He falls back into Connor, and into the cover of the building’s entrance. Kirk and Spock dive into the woods.
Kirk and Spock are firing at the Terminator, who stands in the open firing at the doorway. The Terminator is unaffected by the phaser beams.
Connor is taking the dead Ensign’s phaser. Bullets spark past.
Panel 5: (inset)
Connor has increased the phaser’s setting to kill, as indicated by the fully charged bar chart (1 green, 1 yellow, and 2 red bars are lit up)
As Kirk and Spock’s beams helplessly diffuse against the Terminator, Connor’s beam blasts a hole through the Terminator’s head with a shower of sparks. The Terminator’s head is reduced to burnt flesh and metal slag.
PAGE FOUR: (4 Panels)
Kirk and Spock are inspecting the Terminator. Connor stands behind them, in the middle of being transported.
That was the T-800, the most advanced model in production. You’ll have to turn up the power on your spaceman tech--
Kirk has spun around to look at where Connor was standing, angry and surprised. He has his communicator in his hand.
Enterprise, what just happened?
AFX: (Electronic- communication through communicator)
We just detected a mass transport from the surface to the orbiting station. Twenty-three signatures.
BONES: (op- electronic)
All of the patients are gone.
Scotty, get us on that station-- as close to those signatures as you can.
SCOTTY: (op- electronic)
Kirk, Bones, and Spock are transporting into a room of Gaddon 6, the orbiting space station. It is another medlab. The patients are on more medical tables, except now there are some tubes running from their bodies into the grated floor.
They’ve hooked them up like they’re some damned machines.
You two get these people disconnected and onto Enterprise. I’m going to find our friend, Mr. Connor.
Captain, your predilection for going off alone during missions is--
Can it, Spock. I’ll see you two back on Enterprise.
Kirk goes dashing down the halls of the station.
PAGE FIVE: (5 Panels)
Connor is hunkered behind a bulkhead, taking fire from several T-800 units in the hallway. He is holding a phaser. Two or three T-800s lie on the deck, holes burnt through various parts of their bodies. Even so, it does not appear hopeful for Connor, as bullets shower the bulkhead and surrounding structures.
Connor is still ducking behind the bulkhead, neither him nor we can see down the hall towards the terminators.
Similar to panel 2, except Connor is looking up surprised.
They do work much better with the power turned up.
Kirk pulls Connor to his feet.
Was I just teleported.
If by teleported you mean disassembled and reassembled particle by particle, then yes.
If those Terminators are planning on travelling back to your time, they’ll need a power source.
Kirk dashes down the hall, Connor following alertly.
PAGE SIX: (5 Panels)
We are looking at the power core of the station. Through the see-through blast shield that dominates the room we can see the glowing column of energy running horizontally across the engine room. It’s like a giant fluorescent tube on acid. Computer consoles face the blast shield. A small metallic crate sits near the consoles, connected to it via a thick electrical cable. The crate is a plain box with the single cable attachment. If visible, there is a “SKYNET” label on it. Kirk and Connor stand, looking at it all.
The time portal unit has already been activated. It’s set to jump.
We have to disconnect it.
We can’t. Any power disruption might send us anywhere in time.
Connor is in front of the terminal, staring in concentration.
T-minus 65 seconds.
Kirk to Enterprise. Scotty, get all personnel off this station, now.
Connor is speaking passionately to Kirk, who seems stunned at what he’s hearing.
Leave me here. I can’t let them get back to my time. It’s why I came here.
I won’t leave you here--
It’s the only chance we have.
Captain, I left in 2022. This… this is what I have to do.
Kirk is standing, once again confident and sure of himself, speaking into his communicator. Connor looks on.
Scotty, Mr. Connor will be staying.
SCOTTY: (op- electronic)
Goodbye, General Connor. Good luck.
Kirk is beaming out. Connor is pointing his phaser at the Skynet unit, pointblank.
PAGE SEVEN: (4 Panels)
Shot of the Enterprise, orbiting near the space station, Gaddion 6. The station is in the shape of a cube’s frame, with thin tube-like sections (a borg ship skeleton).
Identical panel, except the space station is blinking out of existence, transported through time.
Kirk is rushing onto the bridge from the turbolift. Spock is looking up from a console.
The station? What happened?
It appears to have vanished, Captain. Sensors don’t seem to be able to track it.
It simply disappeared?
We are in Starfleet command HQ. Kirk stands in the admiral’s office in dress uniform. The admiral sits at his desk after listening to Kirk’s report. The admiral doesn’t look impressed.
We can’t know whether they successfully time-travelled, or if Connor managed to destroy the unit.
At least we know they didn’t make it back to their own time.
Does that make them any less dangerous, Admiral?
PAGE EIGHT: (3 Panels)
Panel 1: (Small panel)
We are floating in a random solar system. We see the silhouette of a cube passing in front of the sun.
32 years later…
Bust shot of John Connor. His hair is gone, and he has more techno-growths on his body. He is looking like an early model borg. His face should still be untouched, except by a similar, but modified eyepiece over his left eye.
My name is John Connor. I was born to lead humanity against the machines.
But after fighting for so long- after losing my own body to the machines- I’ve finally come to realize the inevitable truth.
Shot of the Gaddion 6 space station floating through the random solar system. Techno-growths have been filling out the interior of the station’s cube frame. It is fleshing out, and should look like an almost fully completed Borg space ship.
Resistance is futile.
Last edited by J. Alexopoulos; 09-28-2009 at 02:00 PM.
I have openings for 5 concept/turnaround artists. These are needed so we don't have Leonard Nimoy being replaced by Sylar on page 5, or a white medlab turning green on page 2. We need this to keep the story coherant between 24 artists who will be working on the 8 page script.
This is a classic William Shatner era story.
As always, the rules for assigning pages:
1. If you want an assignment, just make a post requesting which assignment you want (it's a first come, first serve basis).
2. Once you are assigned a page, you have one week for each stage. If you do not make the deadline, your page will be reassigned.
3. Once your assignment is completed, post it here.
Status: Character/Setting sketches
Editors: Ugga Bugga, J. Alexopoulos
Script- J. Alexopoulos - Greenlit
Kirk, Red Shirted Ensign – Artist needed
Spock, Bones – Artist needed
John Connor, T-800 – Artist needed
Colony Medlab (pgs 1,2) – Artist needed
Forest (pgs 3,4) – Artist needed
Here are some brief character descriptions. For the setting descriptions, I'd read the script.
Kirk – In his classic gold shirted Starfleet uniform. Classic Kirk
Red Shirted Ensign – Red Starfleet uniform… doomed.
Spock – Blue Starfleet uniform
Bones – Blue Starfleet uniform
John Connor – Late thirties, scar on face, dressed in the crappy orange coveralls that he found in the medlab
T-800 – Arnold wearing crappy colony clothes.
5 spots open for artists