Eggs! : Opening Sequence Idea - II

So, Just to keep everyone in the loop, I am currently writing my opening training video for Eggs!.

The only time I'm inspired to write it is at work, herego, it's really hard to write continuously and not get interrupted. I know we haven't nailed down character names, or planet names or any of that stuff. I'm just going to write what I have in my head, and we can change things as the group decides to see fit.

Let's keep this blog going - the whole point of writing here is that it's EASY, remember? It takes no time at all to post....


Natalie

Eggs! : Opening Sequence Idea

HI!

Sorry to distract from TWD - but I wanted to share this idea with you all. I talked to Leslie briefly about it yesterday.

I know we were talking about something in the beginning of the show (right at the top) that kind of explains about the world we're trying to portray. We also discussed a musical number that would talk about Bizmat Eggs - and slowly the audience would start to understand that aliens are harvesting HUMAN eggs - and that the word Bizmat, basically means human.

My idea is to have an opening video (so we can continue to incorporate multimedia into our stage shows-- which i love) that is a "Training video" for new alien employees that work at Bizco - the giant government regulated company that produces and sells Bizmat Eggs.

The training video will be able to tell all about how the eggs are procured and produced. We can have a song in there, and some other stuff. It'll also allow us to be a little silly and campy - because all training videos are retarded.

Let me know what you think. Also I had this idea that the aliens just rip off stuff from "the world that was" - for example their flag should look like this :

Where the aliens consider it like - their planet taking over another planet... but to Bizmats it looks like a pacman. I don't know. It's funny.

White Door VII (ps great job guys, this is so exciting)


I froze for a moment. Listening to the sound...

*ping*

It was coming from my left.

*ping*
I listened long enough to it that I noticed it was rhythmic. 3 pings and then a zap.

*ping* zap

I decided to go near it. I was still feeling a little vertigo. Other than the feeling of the floor below me I couldn't see it. So I slowly walked towards the noise...

*ping*

Thank god it got louder. I was afraid this place I was in was never ending. That I would be searching for the noise for the whole time I was here...

*ping*

The whole time I was here. How long would I be here? Would she take over my life and I would die in this white void? Would I be stuck here? I found myself unable to breathe

*ping* zap

After a couple of minutes of panic I finally resolved to take it one step at a time. Find the noise. Figure it out. Find another door to my house and not let it disappear. I could do this, it wasn't unlike any of the video games I've played. It wasn't unlike some of my recurring dreams I have had since I was a child...

*ping*

Since I was a child. That's right...this place...has been in my dreams...

The White Door VI

I felt a buzzing, and an enormous amount of pressure on my face. I pulled back from the bathroom mirror.


It was quiet. It was white. I was stuck in some sore of alternate dimension.


I sat down on the floor. It was white tile (go figure) that stretched out as far as I could see in any direction. The feeling of vertigo slowly subsided as I sat. Somehow in the last three minutes, all of my clothes disappeared, and I'm draped in a white jumpsuit that looks like a pilot outfit. The only trace of color in the room are my red Converse shoes.

I can't wrap my head around all of my emotions. I'm confused. I'm tired. I'm hungry. I'm confused. Who is this person? What is this place? What the hell am I supposed to do now? Do I go back home? What's the point? Other than Galaxy and my mom, no one would even know I went missing.

But, no. I can't let her live my life. She doesn't get to take over everything I've worked for. Sure it's a dumpy apartment. Sure it's a stub-tailed cat. Sure the only person that cares about me is my mom. But it's MY life.

The glimmering rectangle that lead to my bathroom slowly fizzled out, until it was gone entirely. There was nothing left but the white door. But the only way it would open, is if somebody opened it from the other side.

*Ping*

I looked up towards the noise.

*Ping*

It was coming from the wall.

*Ping* ZAP.

Another luminous rectangle.

White Door V

Hey guys, sorry it took me so long to get around to posting. - Donut

I hammer my fist desperately against the door, run my hands along its face and edges searching for a handle, a latch, a groove, anything. It is flat, seamless. I cry out and my voice sounds strangely muffled. I watch as that horrid doppel bitch steps into my front door and shuts it behind her. With a groan, I turn to examine the room. It is like nothing I've ever seen. Everything is the same brilliant white. I can't get any sense of the room's size because there doesn't seem to be any walls or corners in the white. A wave of nausea sweeps over me. I gasp and reach to steady myself against the door, but my hand meets nothing. Panicking, I flail my arms about, as my heart beat speeds to a pace that actually causes physical pain in my chest. I stumble forward. But is it forward? I've lost all sense of direction in this endless white.

Just then I hear a yowl and an angry hiss. "Galaxy!" I cry. I run towards the sound. "Galaxy, I'm coming!" I run through the white thick fog and the hissing grows louder. Then I hear her voice, the same as mine, but eerily cold. "Come out!" She demands "Come out from there, you little shit!" I continue running towards the sounds until I see a a rectangle of light in the distance. It looks similar to the door, but smaller. I reach the rectangle and press my face against it. I realize that I'm staring into the bathroom of my own apartment. It's clear from my vantage point that I'm looking out from behind the mirror over the sink. I can see Galaxy crouched, her back arched, between the wall and the far side of my claw foot tub. And there she is, grasping angrily at the cat, a few droplets of blood forming along a long scratch running down her arm. Well, I'm glad now that I never got around to having her de-clawed.

The White Door IV

part iii

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A flash of white and I feel a burning in my hand. As I snatch my hand away I look down and see my hand shadowed in white. No two hands, both snatching away from the handle. I look up and instead of seeing the door I see... me. Me and my apartment behind me. As if through a window surrounded by white. Where am I? Some white room. I look back at myself. But this is no mirror. That's not me anymore.

"Well, well, well," my doppel sneered at me with a curled upper lip, "someone finally got up the courage to try to open the door." She glances all around, not seeing me but knowing I'm here. "Do you have any idea," she says suddenly, grabbing the sides of the door and shaking it violently, "how long I've been trapped in that godforsaken door?" She lets go and the door topples back at an odd angle making me dizzy.

"No more. Today I start living my life again. Or should I say," she intones picking up Galaxy and glaring at the door, "yours."

Firefly Lolcatz

In another vein entirely, Donut and I decided it would be funny to make these. These are mine - make and post some of your own.