So… Omake time? Omake time. This time with a name I even thought of myself! Though I'm open to suggestions.
Commercial for Revy's Clock
[BLACK SCREEN, WHITE FONT]
THIS FOOTAGE IS FOR TEST AUDIENCES ONLY.
ALL OTHER DISSEMINATION WILL BE PURSUED BY PARAGON INDUSTRY'S LEGAL DEPARTMENT.
[BLACK SCREEN]
[CUT TO SHEPARD'S PR-OFFICE. DIAGRAMS AND CIRCUITS IN THE BACKGROUND SHOW BLUEPRINTS OF ARC REACTORS. A HOLOGRAM CONTINUOUSLY LOOPS THROUGH THE EXPLODING (TECHNICAL) VIEW OF THE PROTOTYPE ARC REACTOR.]
[DR SHEPARD IS STANDING IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROOM]
SHEPARD: We at Paragon Industries are well known for our technical expertise across a wide variety of technologies.
[CUT TO DISPLAY OF VIEW OF PYNDA FRIGATE PASSING CLOSE BY THE CAMERA]
[CUT TO RAPID BUILDING OF A FULLY EQUIPPED HOUSE IN A BARREN LANDSCAPE.]
[CUT TO THE CLOSE UP OF AN ARC REACTOR, SLOWLY ZOOMING OUT UNTIL ALL OF THE REACTOR IS IN VIEW. THE REACTOR'S WELL-KNOWN GLOW CHANGES COLOUR.]
[CUT TO SHEPARD IN PR-OFFICE. SHE WALKS AS SHE TALKS, GESTICULATING.]
SHEPARD: Despite our contributions in less martial fields, many see us as warmongers for our close ties to the Systems Alliance's military-industrial complex.
[SHEPARD FACES THE CAMERA. CLOSE UP OF FACE.]
SHEPARD: Nothing could be further from the truth. I'm a humanist at heart, and therefore so is PI.
[SHEPARD CONTINUES HER PREVIOUS WALK. CAMERA FOLLOWS HER AS SHE WALKS INTO PREVIOUSLY UNSEEN PARTS OF THE FRAME. A PATIENT IN A WHITE HOSPITAL GOWN IS SEATED IN A FLOATING WHEELCHAIR. THE PATIENT IS LOOKING AT THEIR ARM IN WONDER, SHAKES IT.]
CAPTION UNDER PATIENT: DUCHENNE MUSCULAR DYSTROPHY — EXTREMELY WEAK MUSCLES. EXPECTANCY OF LIFE BEFORE TREATMENT: 32 YEARS — AFTER TREATMENT: 97 YEARS
SHEPARD: We have spearheaded efforts to end suffering for illnesses previously incurable, and made them widely available, and effort that would have been unthinkable without the Sirta Foundation's cooperation.
[SHEPARD CONTINUES HER WALK AND TALK. THE PATIENT LEAVES THE FRAME AS THE CAMERA FOLLOWS SHEPARD. SHE COMES TO A STOP AT A WOODEN DESK. IT IS EMPTY EXCEPT FOR ONE CUBICAL DEVICE.]
SHEPARD: But we don't like to rest on our laurels. We therefore present this little beauty to all audiences.
[SHEPARD PICKS UP THE DEVICE. IT'S A CLOCK, CUBICAL, ABOUT SIX INCHES TO A SIDE. IT HAS ONE ANALOGUE CLOCK FACE.]
SHEPARD: This clock looks like a novelty item, and for many it will turn out to be. Personally, though? I like to think of it as a better Rubik's Cube that's a fair bit harder to figure out. To put our money where our mouth is, I'm also starting a… let's call it a competition. The first dozen people able to figure out how this clock works are entitled to a million credits each.
SHEPARD: You may pry it open by force and use whatever tools you think would help, as long as you are able to provide instructions to repeat your possible success in solving this puzzle.
SHEPARD: And to mitigate any worries about the possible danger about this toy, rest assured: it is certified for use by kids six and older.
[SHEPARD TURNS HER ATTENTION TO THE CLOCK. SHE BEGINS FIDDLING WITH IT.]
SHEPARD (mumbling): Now where was I with this?
[WHILE SHEPARD TINKERS WITH THE CLOCK, WHITE LETTERS ARE SUPERIMPOSED ON THE SCENE.]
THE CONDITIONS FOR 'REVY'S CLOCK COMPETITION' APPLY
AS WRITTEN ON THE PARAGON INDUSTRIES EXTRANET SITE.
THE COMPETITION IS OPEN TO ANY MEMBER OF ANY SPECIES,
INCLUDING EMPLOYEES OF PARAGON INDUSTRIES AND SUBSIDIARIES.
YES, THIS MEANS WE DIDN'T CRACK THIS PROBLEM OURSELVES.
YET.
[CUT TO BLACK]
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Just wanted to put this out there. Also, I have never read a single TV or movie script and cobbled this design together with impressions formed by popcultural osmosis.
Dammit I passed that... stupid user stories. 
