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Virtual Saga

Script By: darkelementwars
Fantasy


Video Games have advanced to a point where they have full virtual reality capabilities. The first game to use this system launches a massive promotion with one hell of a hook: Last person standing wins a cash prize of 100 million dollars. Twenty thousand lucky contestants are chosen for this launch, and the game begins.

Enter Oscar. Having the unfortunate fate of his character being released into the game late through an error, Oscar has to play catch up if he wants his chance at the prize. But in a game in which everyone’s goal appears to be the same, who can you trust to help you? Oscar will have to fight his way through corrupt alliances of players, thieves, murderers, and nut-jobs if he wants to win.

Of course, things aren’t always what they seem, and Oscar might want to keep his head down if he doesn’t want to accidentally get involved in some of the darker secrets of the game.
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Submitted: Sep 25, 2008    Reads: 23    Comments: 2    Likes: 0   


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Chapter 39: Animal Antics
 

In the middle of Grandi, groups of Militia run by, looking very busy. Three people in Militia uniforms stand close to a building, talking.

 

Woman: Things are very busy today. Any idea what’s going on?

 

The woman is young and slender with curly black hair. She wears bright blue martial-arts robes with a pink sash. In the center of the robes is the symbol of the Militia.

 

Man: Haven’t been paying much attention, Kana?

 

The man is tall and slim and in a bright red Militia uniform. He has messy black hair and an expression of boredom and uncaring.

 
Kana: Kind of. I’ve been in training.
 
The second man begins to talk. He is tall and burly with a short, stubbly beard and a wide smile. He wears a right green Militia uniform.

Man: So, I hate to be busting you guy’s chops here, but shouldn’t we be doing something, too?

 
The first man drops to the floor and lays there.
 

Man: Not unless we’ve absolutely got to, Parks.

 

Parks: Well, it just seems like it would be our responsibility-

 
Kana: Oh, hey Mayor Vinci!
 
The three look over to Vinci, who walks up to them at a leisurely stride.
 
Vinci: Ah, there you are.
 
He looks down at the man on the floor.
 

Vinci: Get up, Rollin, the ground will sully the beauty of your uniform.

 
Rollin sighs and gets up from the ground.
 

Parks: So, should we be doing something? Cause just give me the word and I’ll do it!

 
Kana scratches her head.
 

Kana: I’m actually a little lost, why are we so busy?

 

Vinci: Some ugly thing let General Gradier know that the Spidersilk Bandits were here yesterday and we let them get away. As small of a pests as they are to the Militia, Gradier thinks it warrants an inspection of our town forces and defenses and petty things like that.

 

Rollin: Something that you let slide in the name of decorating everything.

 

Vinci: A necessary sacrifice. Anyway, he will be here tomorrow so we have till then to get everything in order for his visit. The work is a little too ugly for me, so I’m counting on the three of you to make sure everything gets in order. You’re in charge.

 
Parks: You can count on us!
 
Vinci: Splendid. Now get to it.
 
He leaves, and Kana looks at Rollin, confusingly.
 

Kana: Did he actually give us anything specific to do?

 
Rollin: Don’t think so.
 

Parks: I’m sure we can figure it out! Come on! We are in charge!

 
Rollin: As always…
 

Kana: Well, not like that much could go wrong.

 

A title flashes under the three of them reading, “Rollin, Parks, and Kana: The Militia Lieutenants of Grandi.”

 

A group of animals walks through the town, not quiet together and mostly unnoticed. A rabbit bouncing quickly and excitedly leads the pack.

 
Rabbit: Whee! This is so much fun! We should do this all the time!
 
A black cat looks at the rabbit angrily.
 
Cat: Quiet down, Oscar!
 

Raccoon: Don’t worry about it. Only other people I animal form will be able to hear him.

 
Two birds, an eagle and a parrot fly overhead and land on a bench.
 

Eagle: Doesn’t mean we should take that many risks.

 

The dog in the back of the group looks back towards the entrance of the city.

 
Dog: Are you coming Rook?
 
A turtle slowly makes his way through the city gates.
 

Turtle: I’m a turtle…how fast do you expect me to move?

 

Dog: Sorry about that. We can’t quite control what animal you morph into, it’s supposed to be based on your personality.

 

Turtle: And my personality…is a turtle?

 
Dog: Seems that way.
 
The bunny keeps jumping along, into the town, without stopping.
 

Raccoon: Damnit, where’s he going? He’s going too far into the town.

 
Eagle: Sigh…I’ll get him…
The Eagle flies after the rabbit.
 

Dog: Maybe the animal disguises weren’t the best idea…

 
Turtle: Hey, put me down!
 

The dog looks behind him to see the turtle being handled by a couple of players.

 

Player: Looks like this thing wandered into the town.

 

Player: Lucky, too. Turtles are a rare ingredient. This will totally help us level up our cooking skill.

 

Turtle: I am not an ingredient! Let go of me!

 

Dog: They can’t understand you.

 
The parrot flies towards him.
 
Parrot: I’ll-save-you-turtle-hold-on-I’m-coming!
 

The parrot snatches the turtle from the player’s hand and flies into the city.

 
Player: What the hell?
 
Player: Well…that’s new.
 
Parrot: See-I-told-you-I’d-save-you.
 

Turtle: Yeah, cause a parrot flying through a city carrying a turtle definitely doesn’t attract any attention.

 

Dog: Get him to the tram’s entrance right away. We’ll meet you there.

 
Parrot: You-got-it.
 
The parrot flies off.
 

Dog: Hopefully, the rest of us can get to the tram now without distractions.

 

Raccoon: Wait, where’s Sarah?

 

A hamster is seen getting carried away in a net by a man in a Militia uniform.

 

Man: Sigh…I hate this job… ‘Everyone’s got to take turns’ … ‘Vinci hates rodents in his city, so we all have to have our turns catching them.’ This is so not what I signed up for.

Hamster: Someone, help! I’m stuck!
 

Raccoon: Oh, well…there she is. Any ideas?

 
Dog: Just this one.
 

He runs up to the man and bites him in the foot. The man yells out in surprise and drops his net.

 
Man: Stupid dog!
 

He kicks the dog and grabs his net, then notices the hamster is scurrying away.

Man: Oh, no you don’t!
 
He grabs the hamster and holds it up in triumph.
 
Man: Got you!
 
The hamster bites his finger hard. He yells and loosens his grip, and the hamster crawls up his arm.
 

Man: What the hell is with this stupid thing?

 

He tries to pull catch it but it crawls onto his shoulder and down his back. He reaches frantically for it. As he does, the raccoon jumps on his face.

 
Man: Ah, another one! What the hell?
 

He pulls the raccoon off his face and it jumps from his hand to the ground. The hamster jumps off his back to the ground and they both start to dash away.

 

Man: Where do you think you’re –

 

He tries to chase after them, but the dog runs in the way of his legs, causing him to trip. The dog then runs after the others and all the animals scurry away. The man watches them go from his position on the floor.

 
Man: What just happened?
 
Parks looms over him and looks down at him.
 

Parks: Hey, you know, I hate to be busting your chops, but don’t you have a job to do?

 
The man scrambles to his feet.
 

Man: Sorry, Lieutenant Parks! I was just…having some trouble with some of the animals…

 
Parks: Animals?
 

Man: Yeah, I know it sounds stupid but I swear those animals were organized. They certainly didn’t act like the animals we normally encounter in this game.

 

Parks: Huh. Well maybe I should personally look into this. Which way did they go?

 
The man point Parks in the direction.
 
Parks: Great! Keep up the good work!
 

The eagle flies after the bunny, who is hopping along, having a good time.

 
Eagle: Oscar, stop! You’re going the wrong way!
 

Bunny: I know! I’m just having a good time! I figure we can’t get caught while we’re wearing these, so I might as well just enjoy it a bit longer before I have to give it back!

 

Eagle: This is very dangerous. Won’t you just listen to me?

 

Bunny: Ah, don’t be such a worrier. I’ll just lap the city once and be right back where we started!

 

Suddenly Oscar’s cloak fails, his bunny image disappears and he returns to his true form. He looks back and notices his cloak had gotten snagged in a bench, had torn and fallen off.

 
Oscar: Uh…
 

He looks around and notices that there are Militia everywhere, and they have all stopped what they were doing to look at him.

 
Oscar: Okay, Melanie. I’m willing to listen to you now…


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Timmy
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Does Oscar ever listen.......

Posted: Oct 1, 2008

I agree with Timmy........Why does he always run off thinking he is like Ryan or something.

Posted: Oct 3, 2008



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