Lights... Camera... ACTION!!: A Hollywood Quest

IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT
Hi Magoose here one of the guys helping Duke.

So we have some bad news.

The quest has been canceled as duke does not want to write it anymore.

I'm going to ask if I can take over for it, because I like this quest, and it would be a shame to kill it
TBF, Mags, you have been doing a lot of the heavylifting for the quest, so this will be in good hands. :)

To be clear to everyone, this is just me burning out on imagination of the quest, since my muse has been hitting me over the head a lot with so many different ideas that I just can't find myself too interested in this.

I'll still hang out here, though, since this still does have a sepcial place in my heart.

I'd like to thank you all for making this a wonderful experience while it lasted.

I'd also like to thank @Magoose, @Fluffy_serpent, and @Martin Noctis for doing so much to help prepare and write this quest. I couldn't have done it without you all. :D

I'll see you all around.

With so many regards, Duke William Of.
 
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Turn 104 results (Febuary-March 1983)
Turn 104 results (Febuary-March 1983)

-[X]The Oceans Sailing Extravaganza: You are going to have a smooth sailing production… pun only slightly intended. So learn from Steve and make things work. Rolled:D100 => 10

Steve looked at you with very tired eyes, as he looked at what you were doing. "What?"

"I'm not stupid Steve, you want me to repeat myself, but I'm not." You replied. "I'm doing that ocean shoot and want to know your take on it."

"Don't." He said. "Do something, anything, even a jungle shoot, but you have no idea what you are getting into. The ocean is not some fun thing we can control on the lot, it will screw with you in ways you don't even imagine. The equipment needs to be specialized to prevent the salt water, the metal corrosion." Steve then held his head like he was going to lose his mind.

And all he could do was just ramble.
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He was going on that for almost two hours before he finally said. "But what am I saying, you are just going to do it anyway."

"I may have decided that, but what did you do to make it bearable?" You asked.

"Don't do an ocean shoot." He said as he began to drink more coffee. "Second worst mistake of my career, besides shaking up with you and trying to warn you to just change the script and do something else." He was joking now, so he was at least calmed down.

"You're not going to say anything that will actually help me besides the stuff I already know?" You said.

"What do you want me to say, Bruce?!" Steve yelled, exasperated and tired. "I just don't want you to suffer."

"I'll be fine Steve. What's the worst that can happen?"

Steve then facepalmed. "You idiot, you've doomed your crew."

Reward: While you pass the action, production problems will still occur as what Steve said is not as helpful to you.

At least you don't have roll maluses that will make the shoot hell on earth.

Yet.
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-[X]Preparing for Conan: You are going to be honest with yourself. You are out of shape to play Conan. That was just the plain honest fact. So you -will become Conan once again. DC: 70 Rolled:D100 + 30 => 130

You were the Adonis, as Carrie would say, but that was not the case. You looked the part of the warrior barbarian maybe. But that was the problem.

The look was there, but not the strength. You looked strong but did not feel the strength that was needed, because you needed to do something.

So you decided to get to the gym and train, like a madman. To not only be the strongest-looking body but to make it so you could do everything you needed for the shoot. Recover, train, and do more. Hell, you think you might have to stunt double for stronger people with the others so… just to be safe.

Carrie was supporting you, but there was also the fact that she also wanted to see you go farther. And not just because you think she was daydreaming of you in bed.

Because she knew that Conan was your favorite role to play besides Han, and she wanted you to enjoy it… She wanted you to enjoy it… and then you started to have some fun with it all.

And then the exercises went to motivating others at the Gym when you finished, and some even worked harder when you offered to do some autographs if they did more.

Reward: You are now in Conan Shape, and feel like you could take on the world. And with it, you helped out at the Gym and helped many be their best selves as well.
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-[X]Beverly Hills Cop: Don Simpson wants to make a cool movie with a new comer, Eddie Murphy. And he needs a budget. DC: ??? Rolled:D100 => 84

You gave it without hesitation. Murphy was absolutely hilarious and you wanted to see what Don and company would do with his kind of talent.

Reward: You approved Beverly Hills Cop and it will begin production.
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-[X]Sisu: You are wanting to see how Sam would do in his second film. DC: ??? Rolled:D100 + 20 => 24

You were starting to think that Sam was going to be cursed.

He just had to have his movie to release at the worst possible time.

(Continued in Sisu)
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-[X]Wait Nick What now: Jack Kirby has all but demanded you play Nick Fury in the new animated TV show he's cooking up. Something about… having the Eastwood Astetic, without needing Clint. Alright, you'll go for it. DC: ??? Rolled:D100 => 97

You raised an eyebrow at the animators in the room with Stan and Jack. "Alright, I'll bite, why am I here?"

"Jack wants to use you for the voicing the lines he needs for his pilot and he can't get Clint."

"I'm working on other things right now, I can just call in a favor for Clint and-"

"He's too expensive." Jack said.

"I can talk to him about cutting his fee and pay him out of my-"

"I need you, Bruce. Just please." Jack said.

"Why? Why Me?"

"Because you're one of the only people in the world who is a badass with a voice to match," Jack said. "Also, there is a rumor around the office that you wouldn't do it-"

Then you narrowed your eyes. "What makes them think that?"

"Because it's you or Kevin, uh that Conroy fella, but the problem is, Kevin can't come in for a month, and I need this done now." Jack asked.

"Can you do me a solid for all the good we've done for ya?" Stan asked.

You sighed. "What about all the good I've done for you?"

Jack stood up. "Don't play coy boy, just read the damn script and tell me what you think?"

You read the script and were… very surprised by it. It was good. Very good.

By the time you were done… you wanted it… no, you needed it. "Alright lets go. But I don't smoke Jack, you'll never see me do that in the booth."

Reward: You read for the part of Nick Fury… and you loved it.

Jack got his man, for the voice of Nick Fury.

Lets see his pilot work now, eventually. What did he call it…

Marvels? Agents of Shield? You didn't know. He said it was a surprise.
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-[X]The House of Ideas: Stan Lee and the boys and girls at Marvel are… Well, they have some ideas and you are just going to be giving a nod and a wave because that was all you want to do. Also a new guy named Akira… wanted to take pictures of you sparring and training as reference photos. DC: ??? Rolled:D100 => 98

Akira Toriyama was a strange man. Not because he was wrong, or was weird, he just had a different way of doing things, and how to perceive the world.

Like how he was just happy to meet you, but treated you with the courtesy of a boss, which was not how you wished to be treated by the new Artist and writer at Marvel… He was one of the many new transplants from the Japanese Manga industry and he was still trying to understand the American culture and comic industry. Where he bounced around as a guest artist for other stories to find his footing, and working on his own comic when he wasn't asked to help out.

Yet when you finally met him, he could only ask you for your help. Because you were the only one who could.

"Photos of me doing martial arts and training?" You asked.

"Reference photos mostly, to keep the movement flow realistic and to help me." He said, stuttering in broken english.

"<I can speak Japanese if you like?>" You offered.

"Thank you, but I want to try and practice." He said. "Be more like you?"

"Thanks." You were more confused.

A few hours later, the photos were done and you could see his mind turning, as he began drawing again. "Why did you need my help Akira, others could have done it?"

"<Because I want you to see it first.>"

It was a picture of a monkey boy, with a furry tail and a staff on his back.

And something told you, this was going to be amazing.

Reward: You helped Akira, and for a gift, and met Son Goku in drawing form, for the first time.
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-[X]An unforeseen surprise: Carries in labor, and you both thought she had another two weeks. But it seems that God and the baby had other plans. DC:0 Rolled:D100 => 96

Finally, a smooth ride to the hospital, and a safe birth for your son…

So why the hell were you dealing with the media and the scum of the earth paparazzi trying to follow you again!

(Continued in: Oh Woe me, George O'Brian)
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-[X]The Art of the Siblings: So Mary has proclaimed it was a silly time. And that meant you had to grab your costume. DC: 0 Rolled:D100 => 97
-[X]The Family Time: You need a night out with the family dammit! No more drama, no more work, just you and Carrie and the Kids!
-[X] MASH is finally coming to a conclusion with its series finale. While you haven't been involved in years, it is an important part of your life for jumpstarting your Hollywood career. Host a small watch party with family friends to watch. Rolled:D100 => 99

To think that the cast of MASH came after all these Years, and none of them ever held a grudge about you making it big when they all couldn't break it big, or remained on Television. It was something of heartwarming, that you weren't seen as the bad guy for the success you had.

Well, it was funny, that the kids all wanted to try and play silly time with them there, and they just went along with it for a time, before the finale finally aired. Because they changed, got older, and built a far more lasting friendships that were just like your own with George and Steve.

They were happy. They were content, despite wishing for more and better things to come their way, but happy to be apart of the stories they made.

MASH was a great time. But it was a time before you became who you were.

And it was something you would never forget…
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-[X] Practice writing: You want to write something, maybe even a script. At least to learn the craft. DC: 20 (You try your hand at screenwriting, and maybe get something that is worth a damn.)
--[X] The Greatest Worst Show Ever Made Rolled:D100 => 60

Quality: D100 => 88

When you showed them the script, they all laughed, and cried… and happily said they would do anything and everything in their power to make it happen.

Reward: You close the chapter on that part of your life… and they would all enjoy to make the film if you could.
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-[X] Write In: Have Shoji Kawamori and Noboru Ishiguro begin production on Macross: Do You Remember Love? Rolled:D100 => 69

They put a sex scene in there… what the actual fuck! Why would they do-

Wait, they did that to get your attention, so they could make the film?

Well Damn, that's one way to ask to make a film with a few people…

Oh what the hell your already pissed at them for doing that, so might as well make the work with a few animators.

Reward: Macross: Do You Remember Love? Has begun production.
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-[X] Convince Robert Zemeckis to begin work as a Director, starting with Used Cars Rolled:D100 => 59

Robert was a bit… concerned, considering that Mike Eisner, the man who had built many films and saved many more, was working with him.

"You wanted to direct, you will direct." you said.

"Why Mike?

"I'm about to go somewhere in the ocean, Steve is busy, and George… is being George."

"Is he in Japan again?"

"Yes, he's talking to Kurasawa about his new film, and that… well the Japanese Government needed to have the wheels greased and they asked him to lecture."

"Wow." You frowned. "Well good Luck with Mike."

"Fuck you Bruce!"

"It's going to be great!" You said.

Reward: Robert begins working on Used Cars

AN: Enjoy.
 
-[X]The Oceans Sailing Extravaganza: You are going to have a smooth sailing production… pun only slightly intended. So learn from Steve and make things work. Rolled:D100 => 10

Steve looked at you with very tired eyes, as he looked at what you were doing. "What?"

"I'm not stupid Steve, you want me to repeat myself, but I'm not." You replied. "I'm doing that ocean shoot and want to know your take on it."

"Don't." He said. "Do something, anything, even a jungle shoot, but you have no idea what you are getting into. The ocean is not some fun thing we can control on the lot, it will screw with you in ways you don't even imagine. The equipment needs to be specialized to prevent the salt water, the metal corrosion." Steve then held his head like he was going to lose his mind.

And all he could do was just ramble.
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He was going on that for almost two hours before he finally said. "But what am I saying, you are just going to do it anyway."

"I may have decided that, but what did you do to make it bearable?" You asked.

"Don't do an ocean shoot." He said as he began to drink more coffee. "Second worst mistake of my career, besides shaking up with you and trying to warn you to just change the script and do something else." He was joking now, so he was at least calmed down.

"You're not going to say anything that will actually help me besides the stuff I already know?" You said.

"What do you want me to say, Bruce?!" Steve yelled, exasperated and tired. "I just don't want you to suffer."

"I'll be fine Steve. What's the worst that can happen?"

Steve then facepalmed. "You idiot, you've doomed your crew."

Reward: While you pass the action, production problems will still occur as what Steve said is not as helpful to you.
... That alright Steven, let it all out buddy.

Christ, guess this means he's no longer directing Waterworld in my Pitch.
Marvels? Agents of Shield? You didn't know. He said it was a surprise.
... This is going to be epic, and it's going to once more show the world how Nick Fury is the utter badass that can look superheroes who can blow buildings with their bare hands in the face, and order them what to do.

I want this so much...
Reward: You helped Akira, and for a gift, and met Son Goku in drawing form, for the first time.
I don't know how to feel. On the one hand, I'm so happy to see Dragon Ball being made in the west, as well as having Akira Toriyama working for us.

On the other hand, I feel somewhat sad that the animated adaptation of Journey to the West was not able to be made before it.
(Continued in: Oh Woe me, George O'Brian)
Welcome to the Family George! First lesson: The Media is the enemy!
Reward: You close the chapter on that part of your life… and they would all enjoy to make the film if you could.
So, The Greatest Worse Show is a script now, right?
Reward: Macross: Do You Remember Love? Has begun production.

View: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P3ALwKeSEYs
Reward: Robert begins working on Used Cars
And another movie to add to the list.

All in all, pretty great turn... if we ignore Sisu that is.
 
Sisu

Sisu
Directed by: Sam Raimi
Written by: Paul Schrader
Produced by: Don Simpson
Production Studio: Lucasfilms Unlimited
Distribution Studio: Lucasfilms Unlimited
Starring: Bo Svenson (Aatami Korpi), Klaus Wenneman (Bruno Helldorf), Otto Sander (Wolf), Yanti Somer (Aino) and Bruce Campbell (Schütze)


Quality: D100 + 300 => 343
Audience: D100 + 300 => 384
Critics: D100 + 300 => 379

Budget: $30,000,000
Domestic: $15,539,111

International: $7,383,784
Total Gross: $22,922,895


VHS: $22,329,280

When you'd first heard of Sisu was when Mike was given full control for all movies in order to make the plan to beat Universal once and for all. You'd actually had to look up just what that word meant, and what was Paul thinking when he decided to make a film about the Lapland War of all things. it wasn't until you read deeper into it that you found a deeper story than what the actions in the film actually shown. At first glance it would look like one of the many current films that seem to be popping out, those that have a one-man-army unable to be killed as he faces against overwhelming odds only to come out unscathed at the end.

But you were wrong. Above it all, Sisu is a story that displays the determination and courage to never give up, even when every part of your body begs you to do it. To simply make the pain stop in any way possible after suffering to the last limits, of finding that final small spark of resilience and (at times) spite to move a bit further, keeping your will to live alive with all the madness and death around you. It displays a gorgeous panorama for the greatness that humans can soar, as well as the lows that the human condition can sink into. And he does it all with a story that seems so basic and simple at first glance.

Or it could just be an action movie. After all, Quentin did mention how he'd have loved to direct it as well.

Whatever it may be, it was a movie that, while violent, did have its charm, and one that you were certain could become one of Lucasfilm's Crown Jewels when it was given to Sam Raimi to direct. Despite some apprehensions about this being his first true Hollywood project, Mike felt that it was better for him to be kept busy rather than just letting him be suckered into directing any and all crap that was presented to him, and if the price was to have him direct a 30 million project, then so be it.

He may still be a bit angry about the whole Crimewave incident.
Still, Sam didn't seem to take it as such, as he was seen already speaking to Bruce Campbell about getting a role in the film. Well, it was not the first time that Lucasfilm's had to jump off the deep end to get results, and so far it had yet to disappoint you. Tarantino's own test had made him famous all over the world, with Italy declaring him a spiritual son what with going nuts for their movie, so what was the worst that could happen?

Well, nearly everything from how Sam looked when he returned with a haggard look in his eyes, a tired posture, and a near promise to "never again working in fucking Finland!" coming out of his mouth as the first thing he said. You could not get much more out of him so you decided to leave him to rest. However, it was when meeting with Bruce of all people that you managed to get the whole story out of him.

And to be honest... it was both equal parts sad and hilarious at times!

To start with, Sam had been hoping to use his previous starts to try and make the film, though in the end only Bruce seemed to accept, what with the rest of the cast deciding that acting was not for them and focusing on their lives, with one of them getting married and with a child on the way. Sam however was not undeterred and went looking for any and all actor that was free and willing to work with the film... in Hollywood, all the while forgetting about the possibility of working with the Finnish Film Industry.

Wel, you can't blame him. You were unaware that the Finns had a film industry at all.

The results were getting Bo Svenson and Yanti Sommer to play the roles of the two who could be called the heroes of the story. Which then came with more issues as Svenson, as the lead and hero, expected to have the most amount of line, only to be told that both Aatami and Ainu were both nearly silent till the end of the film, and leading to a near walk out by both of his stars until he promised them a greater paycheck to keep them in.

Hsi later hires were at least professional enough to work when the contract was signed, but then again they had speaking roles at least. Both Klaus Wenneman and Otto Sander were game for it, after all they were used to playing Nazis before, though of course it could not end that easily, as they did take some time to understand that yes, Raimi was the Director, and yes he was hired by Lucasfilms. Apparently in Germany you can't be called a director unless you're already balding or wearing glasses.

From what Bruce tells, you the experience was akin to herding cats, as if it wasn't a problem with Svenson, then it was Sommer, the woman seeing this as her chance for a big comeback, and Svenson once more making a fuss when told that it would all be filmed in Finland. Though credit where its due, he was right as it seems no one told Sam about how cold it could really get once you're that close to Russia and Germany. Seriously, at that time you need to start eating calories just to avoid losing weight!

This not only slowed down the shooting until Winter ended, which by sheer amount of luck only required them to wait for a couple of weeks, but once more reinforced the actor's belief that Sam clearly did not know what he was doing, with every day requiring for him to assert his authority, while also being diplomatic enough to not push them away into quitting. Speaking with Finnish authorities was also a hassle and a half when one does not know the language and have to rely in those very actors to translate, and then being refused due to much of the area where the film was being planned to be filmed was still, to this day, being cleared of landmines.

Yeah...Sam was not having a good Production at all.

You were beginning to worry when the tale got to that point, but Bruce allayed your fears, mentioning how "When the going gets tough, the tough gets tougher". Sam took everything going wrong with the production and just rolled with it rather than despair (though he did complain loudly afterwards). He may not have gotten to act in the areas he wanted in Lapland, but he was able to negotiate for better exposure for Finland's chamber of commerce in the movie if allowed in areas that were at least somewhat similar. It was a gamble, but one that paid off, even if the magicians and the set hands had to work double time to build the sets and fake cities around an area that they had not planned for.

It was rough, but serviceable for just what they needed.

The weather did not make it easy, as it was as often to rain as not. Most of the time they had to move the mud out of the fake roads made day after day just to film a single scene, and make up had to be constantly reapplied if they wanted to go for that gritty, worn look that the characters were supposed to have after a tired and exhausting war.

But the worst of all, was the dog.

The movie needed a dog, and so they got a dog. It was perhaps one of the most adorable ones they could get, and the crew spoiled it rotten because of it. You don't know how they managed it, but the dog simply loved the attention, managing to get in between any and all shots unless someone could distract him for long enough. They tried tying his collar to a tree once, and he would get to barking and pleading for attention for so long that the authorities had to get involved.

Yet whenever his scenes came, he managed to ruin them by moving in any and all directions except the one they needed him to go. For every right shot they got out of him, there were at least four or five that were ruined. And as one of the characters that were essential for the movie, it meant that so much of the project moved at a near glacial pace when compared to the different Lucasfilms projects of before. You know that this tends to happen, your own experience in Conan as an example of it, but you never though that a movie would slow down due to a freaking dog of all things.

You're beginning to suspect that the scenes where he was being shot at might have been more cathartic to the actors than one would expect.

However, the project moved along, and little by little, scene by scene, they actually managed to finish it. By the end, they were all nearly done with the entire movie, just wanting to go home, which is what they did as the rest of the staff began disassembling their previous work. Sam had to remain for it, but the rest of the cast, save for Bruce, just about went home then.

And that, as they say, is that.

Well... that was something alright, something that just had to be Sam's second film and first Hollywood project. You would say sorry to him, save for the fact that it seems he does not need it. For all the crap he had to deal with, the fact that he did it, and managed to come up on top to finally finish the film is a real point in his favor. He's had his trial by fire and come victorious, leaving a movie ready to be released and enjoyed.
Just for that, he deserves his rest and more; the very premiere of the film had him once more walking down the red carpet, and if the vulture press noticed some tension between director and actors, well they did not have that much time to find about it before you moved them all along to see the film.

And what a film it is; Aatami Korpi, a lone hermit digging for gold in the most northern region of Finland during the last months of WWII, manages to hit the jackpot and discover a motherload of pure gold. He loads up his bag with as much as he can take and hopes to keep a low profile while heading back to civilization. However, when a platoon of Nazis finds out what he's carrying, they obviously want to steal it.

However, trying to take Aatami's treasure proves to be a big mistake: no matter what the German's do to him, he simply won't die; Send him into a field of landmines? He destroys most of them to form a smokescreen and uses the rest to launch them as they are trying to cross it. Use dogs to sniff him up? He sneaks beneath one of the vehicles and douses himself in gasoline to hide his stench. Corner him near to a river when found? He lights himself on fire to escape into the river!

And don't even get you started when he just up and kills the nazis going into the river for him, and using them to breathe underneath after slitting their necks.

Heck, the moment they finally think he's dead, when he's finally hung and the gold taken, he still manages to align himself in such a way to not only survive, but then break his bonds, kill two pilots that had been looking for gas, while also stitching up his wounds. The guy will just not die until he has his gold back and every last Nazi is dead. You have to admit, the fact that Korpi is so indestructible takes some swallowing, until it becomes clear that his nickname, "The Immortal", is to be taken at face value: this man has more lives than a cat. Once you wrap your head around the fact that Aatami simply does not die, the film becomes all the more fun, as the enemy comes to realize that taking an immortal's hard-earned riches is an even dumber move than nicking a leprechaun's pot of gold.

The entire level of violence is something else, seemingly realistic at times, but not gratuitous. Sam Raimi has managed to find a balance that both shows the gritty, emotional state that pushes you to feel every punch, yet at the same time making it look at times just so.. goofy, but not in a way that makes you laugh, just something that makes your mind somewhat enjoy it. There' a lot of blood and guts shown, but it does not dominate the film, and it does not in any way make you think of slashers that have you sometimes trying to avoid it, but instead just eagerly watching and waiting for more.

There's even a group of female Finnish POWs who lend Aatami a hand in killing the baddies, with Sommer's reinvention as an action heroine actually working when she moves in and speaks in such a dry tone to the Nazi, telling him about how he's clearly going to die. Then later when she leads her own group to capture Wolf and take him prisoner in a tank. The ending takes the craziness up to eleven as the nastiest Nazi, Bruno, makes his escape on a plane, unaware the Aatami has hitched a ride, both sides devolving into a good old-fashioned brawl. The action ends with a bang for both Bruno and Aatami, with the former being hooked to a bomb and dropped to his doom, and the latter having to brace for impact as the plane goes down.

But only one of them is immortal in the end...

Frankly you enjoyed the film, reminding you at times of Tarantino's own style, but only on the surface. Sam clearly has his own definite take on what to add and what to use in the film, one which has managed to charm the entire audience and the critics as well. It was a clear departure from what they had thought about Reservoir Dogs, but the entire film just had this quality to it that just seemed tailor made for entertainment value for nearly everyone.

Finland seemed to love it as well, having their own action hero in the style of Hollywood, and including Korpi as fun fictional, cultural hero, taking inspiration from Simo Hayha instead. Man, the entire country must be made of badasses when you consider that they managed to fight both the Soviets and the Nazis, and make them reconsider their chances.

Overall, the movie was truly a success when it comes to acceptance by both the audience and the critics...which then begs the question, just why the hell is no one watching it?!

The answer is twofold, and in the end you can blame no one but yourself.

Reservoir Dogs made a huge impact overseas, the violence, the story, the groundbreaking new forms of film. It got to the point that it won the equivalent of the Oscars overseas...which meant that when seeing another movie that seemed similar to it, they were now looking for the same experience, and when they did not find it, they just moved away, not even considering that it could be as good or as amazing as the previous one.

But the biggest shock of it all came from that old enemy of yours, the one who just last month had been in your office, been refused by Mike once more, and had even mentioned how he's found a way to counter and prepare for Star Wars. You did not believe him of course, for what could he or anyone have that could match George's Space Opera? Well, the answer was released just this month, and the results broke everyone's expectations.

It seems that Universal, the "Evil Empire" as it had been called, had finally striked back, and in a way that showed once and for all that they could make as good a movie as Lucasfilm, that they could innovate with the best, and that you were no longer the only creative studio on the block anymore.

Raimi's film would get redeemed in the future, with later videos analyzing it and finding it odd how it doesn't get the same amount of love or attention as his other films, yet the answer came from what you were watching at the moment. As you sat in a full packed cinema, with showings already scheduled well into the night, you could not help but contemplate just where the hell did Sidney got this guy? The movie was something simple, yet complex at the same time, the characters at moments seemed to just be tropes, but there was vibrancy and life behind them.

But above all, there was your old self-proclaimed rival in the big screen, finally making the transition into A-Lister, and probably willing to retake your old rivalry once more. Hopefully in a much more friendly way this time around. Still, as you left the cinema, you wondered, just who the hell was James Cameron, and how long had he been working at Universal...
 
And Bruce has just gotten into even better physical shape, you think we could go for a world championship in boxing?
Havn't we already did that ?

Also with that nat 100 i think we could give a shot at that idea lockingbane had:

So.... I found something that I want to see if we can do before we get too old to try.



View: https://youtube.com/shorts/U6wl8T6dLxA?si=IcqwsCGgZo7gNpO-




This is about the belt that declares someone the strongest man to live.


If we pull it off it would be MAJOR and.... Even better if we were to make a movie about the man who originally held that title and break that record for that movie.....


Well, i suspect we'd have something major
 
It seems that Universal, the "Evil Empire" as it had been called, had finally striked back, and in a way that showed once and for all that they could make as good a movie as Lucasfilm, that they could innovate with the best, and that you were no longer the only creative studio on the block anymore.
Ten euro's its Terminator. Also fucking sucks that the movie failed, but to fail that hard I find hard to believe as it's a LucasFilm in-house production with great reviews from critics and viewers. Just because infinty war came out with great numbers doesn't mean every movie was a flop who screened at the same time but c'est la vie.
 
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Also with that nat 100 i think we could give a shot at that idea lockingbane had
I would LOVE to see an action where Bruce can work to claim the title as the strongest man in the world.

Not only would the publicity of that be INSANE but it would also be something I could see Bruce doing as a way to help set his own bar.



Also, funnier idea, he does it to help his son settle the argument of "My daddy's stronger than yours" once and for all....


Also imagine Bruce's kids watching him pull that off.... And imagine his Son seeing that and making it his mission to surpass Bruce in that regard.

Bruce may become the strongest man in the world.... But only until his boy grows up and can take that mantle from his shoulders.
 
Ten euro's its Terminator. Also fucking sucks that the movie failed, but to fail that hard I find hard to believe as it's a LucasFilm in-house production with great reviews from critics and viewers. Just because infinty war came out with great numbers doesn't mean every movie was a flop who screened at the same time but c'est la vie.
Oh... so about that...

I had done a roll for why Terminator overtook this.

Arnold and James Cameron happened and other factors that just... allowed the dueling films to fight, and the Terminator win.

Plus Sid spent a lot of money on the advertising.
 
The Terminator

The Terminator
Directed by: James Cameron
Written by: James Cameron and Gale Anne Hurd
Produced by: Gale Anne Hurd
Production Studio: Universal Pictures
Distribution Studio: Universal Pictures
Starring: Arnold Schwarzenegger (The Terminator), Michael Biehn (Kyle Reese), Linda Hamilton (Sarah Connor), Paul Winfield (Ed Traxler), Lance Henriksen (Hal Vukovich), Bess Motta (Ginger), Rick Rossovich (Matt) and Earl Boen (Doctor Peter Silberman).


Quality: D100+300 => 385
Audience: D100+300=> 391
Critics: D100+300 => 368

Budget: $6,400,000
Domestic Profits: $323,619,200

International Profits: $110,902,923
Total Gross: $434,522,123

(Sidney Sheinberg POV)

The numbers kept on coming, and you could not contain the grin off of your face as they reported what you had already suspected, and what you had long been working on; For the first time in a long while, in a head on competition between movies, Universal had taken Lucasfilms to the cleaners and handed them their own asses on a silver platter. Oh how you longed to see Eisner's face at the moment, finally wiping that smug grin off his face. The man thought himself the big cock of the roost, well this should show him who truly ruled in Hollywood. With the numbers for whatever artistic, hyper-violent crap they tried to peddle showing pitiful returns, it would no longer look like they were invincible any longer.

They were bleeding now, so it was time to keep on the pressure.

You leaned back on your office chair, relaxing with a nice glass of scotch as you reminisced how long it had taken to bring you here. Not in the actually forgetting of course, you were not that old that you'd ever forget how you managed to get the job as president, or how you managed to turn Universal into the powerhouse of cinema that it had become today; It had taken years of effort, years of proving yourself to the right people, and it had taken the support and friendship from one of the last great titans of Hollywood... Lew Wasserman himself.

You'd learned so much from him, you still were in a way; the man had given you the age-old wisdom that had served you well during your climb to the top, and he had instilled in you a true love for the age-old institutions that kept Hollywood running, all the tricks of the trade in them, while also keeping from becoming one of the scums of the Earth that just kept on cropping up lately.

The city was truly going to shit, it had done so for years now, but perhaps the one thing that had truly proven it to you was when you saw the collapse of Warner, the rise of Lucasfilms, and how you and everyone just gathered to feast on their corpse. You'd been rough on everyone that day, and with good reason; you knew it was only luck and time that separated Universal and Warner, and it would have taken a single misstep for both your places to be switched.

Like hell you were letting that happen.

Oh boy, how did you get there? You put the scotch down as you tried to center your thoughts once more before going in too deep into memory lance once more. Just, why did all your thoughts kept on going back to Lucasfilms lately? You asked that, but you knew the answer; at the end of the day, it was impossible to take a walk down Hollywood in any way and not be reminded of that fucking studio. Whether you liked it or not, they had become so intrinsically linked with the city that to speak of one was to speak of the other, something that had taken studios like Universal, Columbia or Fox decades to achieve, they had done it in less than five years.

And because it reminded you of your greatest failure, and the most shameful at that.

God, what had you been fucking thinking that day! You'd promised Steven, you had fucking promised him! No matter what, when others would stick with him in victory, he would always stick with him through defeat. You'd been the one to canvass for him to direct jaws, seeing the potential that he had to bring in one of the best movies ever...and then threw it all away when your own paranoia about his friendship with Lucas bit you in the ass.

Not only that, but the movie made with Carrie, Some Nights, had nearly been a disaster, and you knew that was mostly on your staff. That it had managed to be saved and was bringing in money like never seen before did not stop your sense of paranoia about how Bruce O'Brian would take his own pound of flesh from you or your studio. It all just came down to fear in the end, the constant delays by Steven just made you think over and over; just why was he taking so long, why did he keep on complaining, what if what they were telling him was true and he was conspiring with both Lucas and O'Brian.

In the end, you made a choice, and it was the wrong one.

You did not only lose a great director that day... you also lost a friend.

Just...why did you do this to yourself, today of all days. The day when The Terminator is racking in the money and the accolades, where news and papers all around are proclaiming the return of the King as even Lucasfilms takes second page and have to admit that the movie is one of the best seen in a long time.

Perhaps because you've finally found the one director who could take Steven's place... and only in the safety of your office, when no one was around, and with your mind dulled by alcohol, could you admit to yourself... you were scared shitless of repeating the same mistake.



(Bruce O'Brian POV)

You had to admit, for all that you'd come to dislike Sidney, and for all the crap that Universal through at you and George when you were working for them, they could actually do some good work when they got down to it. Case in point, the master class film you were currently watching. It really boggled the mind how the very studio that had at one point been so stingy and outright obstructionist when it came to George's vision, could now be so supportive and permissive for this one.

Then again, they'd have to be, since James Cameron did not allow for any compromises in his vision from what you'd heard.

There were many words that were used to define Cameron, some less than flattering when it came to the handling of the cast, yet many more came with respect of the man, and with the look of people who had gone through a crucible and managed to survive whatever it had been thrown at them. From all of them, the one word that kept on repeating itself was "perfectionist", yet not one in the way of Kubrick like you'd feared, but one that expected the best out of everyone, and when he noticed they were not giving it then he'd demand even more.

Many more claimed that he was very difficult to work with, but also that he was not willing to order anything that he was not willing to go through himself. Well, that alone gains him a lot of points with you, yet at the same time makes you wonder, just how the heck did he manage to get a job with Sidney of all people. Many stories had come of Cameron sometimes going overbudget, or how he needed to be held back from some of his most out there ideas. For that he was lucky to get the help of Gale Anne Hurd, who aided him in the writing of the story and served as producer as well

And what a story it was! The movie begins with two men appearing in Los Angeles in separate locations, manifesting in sudden, blinding flash-storms of electricity. One is heavily muscular; the other man, slim and wiry. The mysterious muscular man obtains weapons and begins hunting down all women named "Sarah Connor", using a phone book to track his targets. He successfully kills the first two of the three listed women, yet when he attempts to kill the last Sarah Connor, he is stopped by the other man, Kyle Reese who has been sent back in time to protect her.

While hiding in a parking garage, Reese explains that the man hunting Sarah is actually a cyborg assassin called a "Terminator", built by Skynet, an artificial intelligence network created by Cyberdyne Systems. In the near future, Reese explains, Skynet gained self-awareness, initiated a global takeover of military hardware, and launched a nuclear war against humanity. Skynet then ordered that a scant number of humans were to be kept alive in order to be used as slave labor. However, John Connor, Sarah's son, rallied the few remaining humans and led a resistance movement against the machines.

After a grinding campaign, the human resistance was on the verge of victory. Then, in a last-ditch effort, Skynet sent the Terminator back in time to kill Sarah before John was born, preventing the resistance from ever being founded and allowing the machines to win by default. Reese volunteered to follow the Terminator back in time to protect Sarah, and after his use of the time transportation equipment, it was to be destroyed by the resistance in order to prevent further Terminators from going back in time.

They are alone in facing one of the deadliest machines sent by Skynet; the Terminator, who feels no pain, has no emotions, and will stop at nothing to accomplish its mission.

It was something that was both complex and simple at the same time. From what you've found from your many years of working in Hollywood (and the many times looking at pitches for Lucille when working for her) it was that Time Travel plots were just finicky things to work with. The very idea of using it made most of the drama and tension drain away, as if you could use it once, then you could use it as many times as you wished. It would usually take a very skilled writer to avoid the pitfalls of the story, and make sure that it was entertaining as well as coherent.

You have to admit, his perfectionism really paid off with this movie because as you can see, people are not getting tired of it. many are just watching it again and again without it becoming stale. With every small detail adding to the greater whole of the experience. Small moments and scenes that at one point you just ignored, suddenly become important and relevant when one watches it again, making you actually wonder how you did not notice it before.

The scenes of destruction and death also gave you the chills when you saw them. You don't know what it is, but seeing the scene of a Terminator stepping upon a skull and crushing it under its weight caused you more apprehension than all the killings, blood and torture than Reservoir Dogs and Sisu ever did. There's just this feeling of despair and hopelessness when you see how for all that humanity had managed to achieve, in the end we had been defeated by the very tools we had created to aid us.

Not that it takes away from the violence in the current time instead of the future. The violence and bloodshed in the film would be excessive, but when an unstoppable killing machine is after you, well, you have to push the envelope as hard as you can; taking an entire police station with 30 cops all shooting at him, surviving being ran over, nearly managing to take being crushed...yeah this is an enemy that is going to be living rent free in many a nightmare from now on.

However, for all the direction and story, you have to admit that this movie could not have been done had it not been for three actors. Arnold Schwarzenegger, your one-time rival, and now more than likely willing to take the title once more, has given the performance of his entire career in this movie. There is just something undeniably awesome about Arnold, with his sunglasses and leather jacket, going through the entire station with a shotgun and assault rifle and taking on everybody. His charisma helped the audience stomach the cold-blooded determination of the Terminator, but the character's singlemindedness also invites admiration; even as you were appalled by all the killing, you have to admit he does it rather well.

His physical presence and harsh accent have never been put to better use in a movie. For a moment you were sure that he really was some sort of robot or animatronic made to look like him.

Linda Hamilton however made for ana amazing heroine as well, breaking the mold from what many were probably expecting. She managed to run through such a full range of emotions (sweetness and vulnerability, toughness and despair, etc.) evolving the character from a regular girl going through her normal everyday life, to suddenly having the entire faith of humanity put upon her shoulders. The fear, yet also powerful strength that was required of her to accept it was just stunning and in full display through the entire movie.

And Michael Biehn... for a while now you'd been discussing the possibility for hiring him for some role or another, yet the chance never seemed to present itself. Well, now you can only feel conflicted as his performance proves that you were right in trying to get him to work for you, yet at the same time, had you done so, he would probably not be available for this role; a role that proves how an action hero is much more compelling when he's vulnerable not only to physical pain but emotional difficulties, to which his big, haunted eyes are put to good use.

It was truly the perfect movie to begin their counterattack. Only marred from the near lawsuit and small scandal that was quickly covered up so that it would not affect the release or distribution. Heck, you only heard about it long after, about how author Harlan Ellison tried suing Cameron for taking the idea out of his own previous work, while Cameron argued that he had gotten the idea out of a dream he'd had about a robot chasing after him. Well, Ellison might have tried continuing with the lawsuit, but the full power of Universal soon had him shut up and take the settlement without making too much of a fuss.

Overall, despite how much you wished it had not been so, you had to admit that Universal had managed to do an excellent movie, and even then you can't help but think that if the stars had aligned different, or if perhaps a roll of the die had been in your favor, then it would have been Lucasfilms who would have managed to make the film. You can only look at it and praise it nonetheless, it is an impressive work of cinema, with special effects that manage to almost match what your magicians at ILM can do, and with some of the best stunt work you'd seen so far. many of them went to Bruce's gym from what you heard, and that alone fills you with pride, knowing that the very least some part of his legacy is living on for future generations.

Though the earnings were more on the domestic side by a factor of 3:1, it did not matter much in the long run, only to say how much Science Fiction had gained in both popularity and acceptance in both the audience and the critics' mind. The movie managed to gain a huge following on both the cinema and the VHS sales, with critics praising both the subtle and not so subtle anti-technology warning when it came to either Skynet enslaving humanity, or how police officers are "enslaved" by their own beepers, leading the Terminator into the right direction of where Sarah Connor may be.

Oddly enough the partnership between Cameron and Gale Anne Hurd seemed to have dissolved after the movie was released. You're not sure why, but from what some sources tell you, there was some acrimonious words said about who truly owned the rights for the film, with Anne finally being paid a settlement and let go. As far as you know, she was more interested in forming her own Production Company rather than relying in Universal anyways, whereas Cameron, with the full backing and support from Sidney, did not feel that much need for jumping ship as it were. He's even been willing to sign in with a contract somewhat similar to what Steven had, though you can only hope that he's not screwed as much as he was.

As for future plans...well, oddly enough, there has been no news about a future sequel yet. That's odd since most of the other studios would already be jumping on the possibilities for more installments for a successful movie. You don't know whether to take this as a good sign that things are changing, or a bad sign that your enemies were getting smarter. But int the end, you could only hope that more films like these could keep on being made, if only so that the industry never gets so stagnated as it had been nearly a decade before.

Either way, though Lucasfilms may have been bested this time around, its course remained to both you and George. It seemed you'd both have to step up your game if you wanted to remain at the top of innovation and creativity when it came to filmmaking, and show every alarmist media rag now crying about the end of Lucasfilms just how wrong they were.
 
A Cracked Shield
A Cracked Shield

The 1982 NFL strike began on Tuesday, September 21, and lasted 77 days, ending on December 7th. During this time, no NFL games were played. The strike occurred because of the NFL Players Union demanded that a wage scale based on percentage of gross revenues be implemented. The NFLPA wanted the percentage to be 55 percent, though other demands were better pensions, health benefits, a minimum salary based on years served, and the establishment of a true free agency. According to the Los Angeles Times, the wage scale demand "dominated the negotiations."

-From 1982 NFL Strike, Wikipedia the Free Encyclopedia

"And in other news, after nearly a month of strike, professional football is set to presume, although perhaps it would be more correct to say "unprofessional football". This weekend the NFLPA, the representative labor union for the NFL has announced the organization of two "All-star" games to be set on October 17th in RFK Stadium for the NFC and October 18th in our local Los Angeles Coliseum, home to the Raiders and the future Fighting Geese of the USFL.

The NFLPA has announced that there has been over 10,000 purchases since the announcement last Wednesday and the all-star games have seen strong endorsements from the AFL-CIO, leading Democratic lawmakers, and surprisingly a strong number of Hollywood stars who have announced their intention to view either game. These include Jack Nicholson, Ricardo Montalban, Loretta Swit, Burt Reynolds, and Farrah Fawcett as only a sample of among hundreds of celebrities who have stated their intent. This is most likely motivated by the failure of the Hollywood Strike two years ago which saw the halting of new benefits and the rolling back of union power within Hollywood."

-KCBS Broadcast, October 11th, 1982

Growing up you were never much of a Football fan. Baseball was the passion sport that the family shared and the NFL had only just started taking off by the time you left for Hollywood. It wasn't until Carrie began planning in the USFL that you watched football, though not with heavy interest and mainly at a couple of Raiders or Rams games along with Carrie to get a feel for the sport.

Tonight would be another night of engagement with the sport where instead of watching Mafia and Remington Steele, you were watching Monday Night Football of the AFC.

The family room was not very crowded with Debbie back at her house, and a disinterested Mary and Sarah playing in their room with most of the pets. Natalie laid on the couch, being given endless belly rubs and love by Carrie while Joseph sat on your lap, eyes glued and being super hyped since kicked off while his cat Tigger sat on the arm of the couch lazily.

"You think if it was yesterday we could have had a family thing?" You asked Carrie.

"Mary might like it but I don't think Sarah would be interested or be comfortable with the crowds." Carrie commented.

"Go, go, go! Fast!" Joseph cheered at the TV as one of the running backs was making their way to a touchdown, with Joseph cheering and clapping as he crossed the endzone. You started in wonder at the mini jock in the making.

"Besides, it'd be terrible optics for either of us to go." Carrie said, to which you raised an eyebrow. "A lot of people still hold a grudge for two years ago."

"That was the Union being a bunch of a-, dumb dumbs." You corrected, remembering your son's presence and not wanting another Fairy situation.

"True, but even still, lots of people are angry and your defiance helped tipped the scales, plus we made Star Wars while everyone was picketing in '75. If you had announced you would go, lots of the celebrities would have gotten refunds."

"What about you, everyone loves Carrie?" You pointed out. In spite of your controversies and numerous shares of critics and haters, it seemed like all of America loved Carrie O'Brian.

"I love Mommy!" Joseph agreed, making you both giggle with you handing off Joseph to sit carefully on Carrie's lap where he received lots of kisses as thanks.

"Honestly that would be even worse. The co-founder of the USFL supporting the NFL strike. I honestly wanted to endorse the strike from day one, but David said that if I did so it would ruin the strike's entire optics as the USFL sabotaging the NFL and derail their case." Carrie pointed out, which made a heavy amount of sense.

You nodded with a sigh. It was a shame you couldn't do much for the working man here as outside of their salary demand which seemed a bit overboard, everything else was sensible for a sports career. Fortunately it didn't seem like the NFLPA needed much of the help, as both the Coliseum and RFK were nearly fully booked, a fact which was shown happily by the ESPN and news cameras, and the reporters just loved to give interviews with lots of A-list celebrities in downtime, showing there was heavy momentum.

Over a million dollars was raised for the game from ticket sales along with an extra million in revenue from the ESPN deal, and with the coming weeks there would be ten million in donations, thus ensuring the strike was on.

Brandon Tartikoff was one very happy man. The launch of LucasTV had gone beyond his wildest expectations with the channel making a record amount of new subscribers with over 10 million in the first week, far outclassing HBO and Cinemax, though such was to be expected when you could get some of the best content on TV for only a dollar yearly. In this economy it was like being given a free computer.

Most of the LucasTV shows were dominating the Top 30 of the Neilsen Ratings, with Zeta Gundam making history in both reception and pure ratings. Even the kiddy cartoons from Hanna-Barbera were seen a level of praise and popularity not seen since Scooby-Doo. The only downside was that they were going to be at a hard loss from how cheap subscription was, but with Lucasfilms' billions they could run at a loss til 1990 and the merchandise from shows like Gundam, Macross, GI Joe and Luke Cage more than covered all of the channel's budget several times over.

But perhaps what came as a great blessing to boost the already rapid success of the channel was the NFL strike. While Baseball was still America's pasttime, Football was rapidly approaching to overtake it with the South already treating it as a secular religion for both college and professional play. Tens of millions watched the collective NFL games on Sunday. Without the NFL, those precious hours were now subject to shitty sports replacements like Canadian Football or bland reruns. America needed to fill the void, one that couldn't be easily done through other forms of leisure thanks to light wallets from Stagflation.

So in came Lucasfilms, offering a quality alternative through its many shows, but most importantly was the movie vault. After two weeks had passed, Brandon made an executive decision to scrap the Sunday schedules and have it be dominated most of the day by Lucasfilms movies. Beloved films like Star Wars, Indiana Jones, John Henry and Tron would fill the slots from noon to seven, allowing Americans to see their favorites on the small screen once more. And what was the harm of paying just a single dollar for peak television.

Subscription had increased from the start of the strike at 12 million to 20 million and growing around Halloween. Those very same football fans would after a disaster season still want the void to be fixed, one that the USFL would fill, a solution that LucasTV would be involved in.

"Mr. President, would you care to comment on the ongoing strike?"

"Well, I feel it's a terrible situation all around and I feel that certain actors involved in the negotiations have not been conducting themselves in good faith to bring this strike to a speedy conclusion. Demands must be brought forth to a more realistic bargain and more constructive dialogue must be brought forth. Nancy and I's thoughts and prayers go out to the thousands of innocent workers whose job is caught in the crossfire."

"Will the White House take action to help with the talks?"

"I know many Americans believe that the federal government is all knowing and powerful, but we have limits for good reasons and it is not the federal government's role to interfere in labor disputes of the private sector that are not essential to the national economy. Not like I could order the Army and Marines to fill all 28 rosters anyways. Were this a public strike we would have taken action, but as such our hands our tied aside from offers of good faith arbitration from administration officials, which both sides have repeatedly rejected."

-White House press conference November 2nd, 1982


"Ugghhh."

"Quit whining and stop staring at the clock. What's done is done and no Football is not gonna ruin our thanksgiving." Heather Walton said to her husband David.

It was Thanksgiving day with the two hosting in their suburban Dallas home. Usually at this time, David would be glued to the TV with his son, watching the Dallas Cowboys, but the greed and stupidity of the players had killed the season and now it was very likely they wouldn't even get a Super Bowl at this rate with neither side budging.

Thus, David was now on kitchen duty at the urging of his wife whose tone with the request implied the rest of the holidays on the couch if he didn't comply.

"Sorry. It's just that, you know...I don't have a lot of interesting things these days, and football just brings a little bit of life to Sundays." David complained. Growing up, he was obsessed with football and was a star defensive player for his high school team. Unfortunately, it wasn't enough to give him a college scholarship, and any chances of training to join the NFL or AFL were squashed with a Vietnam draft. It wasn't as if David was living a bad life, a loving wife, two kids and stability with a job at the telephone company were better than most of the world. But he had long accepted that adventure and spice were a thing of the past, Football helping him to relive some of the glory days and spice things up.

"Oh how you've had to suffer spending more time with your family." Heather said sarcastically.

David laughed, "Yeah I suppose Sundays are okay." They had been a bit more adventurous thanks to inflation calming down and did some neat things like going to the zoo, going to the state fair or spending a lot more time at the movies.

"Besides, we're gonna have football all year round with the USFL and we have Lucas, so won't miss any games."

"Yeah but I'll have to root for stupid Houston or Oklahoma. Who builds a football team in hell on Earth Arizona over football city!" David complained with Heather shaking her head.

"Alright, Mashed Potatoes are ready, anything else?" David requested.

"Nope, we're done."

"Seriously?" He exclaimed in shock. Thanksgiving prep wasn't finished until 7 usually at their House.

"Well I do have an extra pair of hands this year instead of lounging around in the living room or backyard." Heather emphasized, to which David chuckled nervously.

"Well, I guess I can lend a hand around eleven next year." He offered, to which Heather smiled.

"Good enough. Go spend time with the kids, I'll clean up and set the table."

David searched the house for a minute and was surprised to see all the Kids and a decent amount of the adults clustering around the TV in the living room where one of Lucasfilms' Japanese cartoons was playing on the TV. He always found it odd how so many people were becoming so obsessed with them. Cartoons were kids stuff like Flintstones, they couldn't match the quality of MASH.

"Whatcha watching sport?" David asked of his son Conner.

"Mobile Suit Gundam, they're doing a marathon for people to catch up to Zeta and it's so awesome."

"It's even better than Star Wars!" David's daughter Margaret joined in, which was a huge shock to David as she idolized Carrie O'Brian and had tons of Princess Leia stuff.

"It's that good huh?" David didn't go out of his way to buy Paramount so he never watched Gundam but he heard so many co-workers gossip about it and seemed good enough to hook up many of his cousins. "Alright, let's see what all the fuss is about."

The next day David bought a Gundam VHS bundle for Black Friday.

Black Friday was absolute hell. The slashed prices made people lose all sense of reason and humanity with all retail stores turning into an unlocked zoo as people fought like animals to receive the best deals. The Black Friday of 1982 was no different, if anything it was more intense since the end of high inflation meant people were in a spend crazy mood to get some catharsis after three years of penny pinching.

The most interesting aspect though was sports stores, where most stores in the nation saw double or triple its usual customer base. Sure there were plenty of great deals for sports gear or outdoors equipment, but instead everyone was fighting like crazy to get merch of the newly formed USFL, especially the cities hosting the teams with new cities like Jacksonville and Phoenix seeing a heavy surge to fill in the void that was empty.

Yet even in NFL cities, there were many fans looking to jump ship, or at least declare loyalty to a new team.

"The Oilers have let us down too many times. First they fire Bum, then they let all of our best players go, they're wasting Earl Campbell's prime years, and Bud and the other jackass owners won't throw in the towel and let us get football back. If the NFL doesn't get its act back together I'm going to be the father of a Roughneck family." Said one interviewed customer at a north Houston Academy for the local news.

It's a story told time and time again with millions relating. The people were pissed for their lack of football, Sundays losing their luster and the hopes and dreams of half the nation being snuffed out with only two weeks of play. Tensions were reaching a boiling point.

"FUCK YOU, YOU GODDAMN MONEY-GRUBBING STUBBORN CUNTS!!! We're losing tens of millions in revenue because you won't reach a deal. Well if we don't get a month of football you can forget about Football on CBS again! Good luck getting a salary when no one in America watches your games!"

-Anonymous CBS executive.

"Joe, please for the love of God, tell me your daughter is going to sell the Lakers soon and go back to making movies?" Pleaded one of Joseph O'Brian's regulars in the Jumping Whale.

Joseph laughed at the question, it wasn't the first time and would be far from the last he'd be handed such a request, "Now why would I go and do that?"

"Cause the Knicks are getting their asses kicked, the Giants and Jets are dead and the Yankees choked last season!"

"Come on Chuck, the Lakers are part of the West, they hardly play the Knicks. My heart breaks just as much as yours but Carrie leaving aint gonna crap talent and shit management."

"Well do you have to cover a quarter of the Bar in Lakers stuff?" Indeed there was a section dedicated to autographed Lakers jerseys and other memorabilia.

"It's only about ten square feet and it makes some good money. Look Chuck, you want to have a good time watching sports and have a good team? Watch the USFL when it pops up and root for the Fighting Geese."

"Look Joe, your kids make the best movies in Hollywood, but that doesn't mean that you have to have half your soul be Californian. You gotta be local and loyal, root for the Generals."

"And support Donny's team? I'd rather root for the Red Sox."

New York Giants Defensive End Gary Jeter was not having a good season. First his leg gets sprained in game two, taking him out of the season, and then the mega strike happens with his team left to hang in the dust and with meager compensation while being shunned and shut out by the owners. All the Giants were just off doing their own things and with Gary's leg in a cast, he couldn't even do something fun like take a vacation or take up new hobbies, just spending his days miserably passing the time as a couch potato watching soap operas or binging the LucasTV commercials. At least now he was able to catch up on so many movies he missed during his time on the field.

Even when his leg had finally healed, there was still no movement from either side and there was a decent chance there might not even be a season. In a deep depression, Gary's mind wandered to dark action, though a ray of light seemed to shine down on his cloudy days with Carrie O'Brians announcement of the USFL and offering an open invite for any players to jump ship.

His contract with the Giants just so happened to expire this year and even if the playoffs were still held, Gary didn't think anything besides a Super Bowl ring could make such a crapsack season worth it. So the day after the USFL conference, he called his agent and directed him to find a way to have him jump ship to the USFL.

Gary's story was just one of a couple hundred NFL players who wanted a fresh start.

It is December 6th, there has been no professional football for eleven weeks. Football fans across America have grown angry and distressed, blaming both sides for this debacle and no longer caring about whose right or wrong, merely that football is played. College Football sees full stadiums and record high viewership to fill the void while the USFL is selling millions in merchandise and already a fraction of the season's tickets being sold to help fill the football void with this new and exciting spring league.

In Danton, Ohio, home of the great Hall of Fame, a hotel from the hall sees leaders from the NFLPA and all 28 owners sitting across from each other in a great 56 seat standoff. The ultimatum delivered by the Cable networks of shredding the current NFL contracts and the recent media deal for the USFL signed with ABC, ESPN and LucasTV has forced drastic action. No more delays, one way or another, a deal has to be made. No one can leave the hotel and negotiations are to continue nonstop. The strike must end.

"...The conclusion to the strike was a mixed affair for both parties. The NFLPA would receive a guarantee that $1.5 billion of NFL revenue would be spent on player salaries for the next five years. Other benefits were won including a higher playoff and training camp pay raise, a minimum salary based on years of play, increased medical, insurance, and retirement benefits, and a severance pay system. However, in return for the concessions the current free agent system would remain unchanged thanks to fears by owners of a busted draft system due to competition from the USFL. The NFLPA would promise to continue legal challenges against the free agency scheme in court.

The 1982 Season would resume with weeks 14-17 being played as scheduled and the Playoffs to contain the same schedule. Instead of the normal playoff format, a 8 team tournament bracket would be created in the same style as the NBA with the eight best teams from each conference to face each other in a traditional tournament with the winners of each conference to play in the Super Bowl.

Most controversially was the NFL instituting the immediate firing of all players who participated in the All-Star games during the Strike as a breach of contract with said players also being barred from employment within the NFL for five years, effectively ending their NFL careers. The move received widespread condemnation and was treated with heavy derision from both fanbases and the general public while the NFLPA was under heavy criticism from players for failing to protect those who partook in the All-Star game. All 80 of the NFL players who partook in the All-Star games would be hired by the USFL, further enhancing the league's popularity."

-From 1982 NFL Strike, Wikipedia the Free Encyclopedia


1982 NFL Standings

NFC


  1. St. Louis Cardinals 5-1
  2. Tampa Bay Buccaneers 4-2
  3. Chicago Bears 4-2
  4. Detroit Lions 4-2
  5. Washington Redskins 4-2
  6. New York Giants 4-2
  7. Green Bay Packers 3-3
  8. New Orleans Saints 2-4
  9. Philadelphia Eagles 2-4
  10. Dallas Cowboys 2-4
  11. San Francisco 49ers 1-5
  12. Los Angeles Rams 1-5
  13. Minnesota Vikings 1-5
  14. Atlanta Falcons 0-6

AFC
  1. San Diego Chargers 6-0
  2. Cleveland Browns 5-1
  3. Denver Broncos 5-1
  4. Pittsburgh Steelers 5-1
  5. Miami Dolphins 4-2
  6. New York Jets 4-2
  7. Baltimore Colts 4-2
  8. New England Raiders 4-2
  9. Los Angeles Raiders 3-3
  10. Houston Oilers 2-4
  11. Cincinnati Bengals 2-4
  12. Kansas City Chiefs 1-5
  13. Buffalo Bills 1-5
  14. Seattle Seahawks 0-6

1982 NFL Playoffs

First Round

NFC
6 New York Giants 41
vs 3 Chicago Bears 40
7 Green bay Packers 7 vs 2 Tampa Bay Buccaneers 35
5 Washington Redskins 23 vs 4 Detroit Lions 45
8 New Orleans Saints 10 vs 1 St. Louis Cardinals 49

AFC
6 New York Jets 28
vs 3 Denver Broncos 13
8 New England Patriots 55 vs 1 Dan Diego Chargers 40
5 Miami Dolphins 30 vs 4 Pittsburgh Steelers 34
7 Baltimore Colts 21 vs 2 Cleveland Browns 27

Second Round

NFC

6 New York Giants 9 vs 2 Tampa Bay Buccaneers 31
4 Detroit Lions 14
vs 1 St. Louis Cardinals 10

AFC
8 New England Patriots 6 vs 6 New York Jets 21
4 Pittsburgh Steelers 12 vs 2 Cleveland Browns 17

Champsionships

NFC
4 Detroit Lions 28
vs 2 Tampa Bay Buccaneers 20

AFC
6 New York Jets 48 vs 2 Cleveland Browns 56

Super Bowl XVII

4 Detroit Lions 14 vs 2 Cleveland Browns 42

"Thanks again for giving me a ticket Bruce." Todd said with a heavy yawn.

"No problem, always happy to go to games with my favorite brother-in-law."

In truth, Bruce had actually invited Todd to help keep an eye on Joseph who could be pretty active at times. It also helped that Todd had taken Joseph to a Dodgers game before and they had a great time. It was a great help since Carrie was staying at home with Debbie and the girls for a Girls Night.

"Are Spartans games like this?" You asked, as Todd was a regular with his friends at USC.

"They're pretty high quality all around but we don't usually get a blow out this big unless it's an out of conference game."

While the game started out evenly with both defenses performing well in the 1st half, something must have lit a fire in the Cleveland locker room as they came back in the second half roaring with a 93 yard return Touchdown and then went on to score 35 points in the second half while denying the Lions, completely dominating the Lions in every category. Sure it must have been amazing to see for Browns fans, but to you it was above average compared to Lakers showtime.

"How'd you like it Joe?" Todd asked Joseph in the back.

"Cool! Super good fun!" Joseph exclaimed happily, still on an energy high of staying up late and perhaps one too many sips of soda.

One would think this would be the mark of Joseph being a football fanatic, but honestly he was this crazy with any and all sports. He thought Lakers games were super awesome and loved meeting all the players in the locker room, he had an absolute blast with Dodgers games. And it didn't even have to be LA, he would be super invested watching a random sports game during channel flipping. Lord only knows how he'll react to the upcoming Olympics.

"Tanks Daddy for game. Love you!" Joseph said sweetly.

You smiled heavily at that. Sure you may not understand or relate too well to Joseph's passion and the Super Bowl wasn't your most exciting live event, but it made Joseph happy and that made it a good night.

You wonder how Cleveland was celebrating their first Super Bowl win.

"FUCK DE-TROIT! FUCK DE-TROIT!" Was one of the many expletives and chants yelled by the Cleveland Browns fans with downtown Cleveland becoming a literal party city as the rusty city broke out into a frenzy of celebrations.

Among the various NFL fanbases, Browns fans were considered to be the most fanatic and loyal. Browns Stadium was always packed with the "Dawgs" as they called themselves with the Cleveland Pack sticking by their team through best and worst, through rain, sleet or snow. The Cavaliers and Indians may have been respectable teams, but Cleveland was by far a football city. Such was the case that when the NFL began playing again, there were severe liquor shortages for a week and the Brown's playoff run completely erased any negativity towards the Strike. In fact, some Browns fans were actually thankful for the Strike in playing a role to push Cleveland to the Super Bowl.

During the three hours the Super Bowl was played, those who drove and walked down the Cleveland streets would note how quiet and empty the city was as everyone was at home, at a friend's house, or at many bars and restaraunts to watch the game. When the game clock struck zero, a roaring chorus of cheers consumed Cleveland with many rushing to the streets in glee.

What took place on the night of January 30th, 1983 was a night of ecstasy and jubilation that would make mardi-gras look tame. Heavy chanting and impromptu rallies, breakdancing and flash concerts, heavy consumption of food and drinks, parties galore that lasted til sunrise, and the usage of many rather illicit substances. For what is surely coincidental reasons, October-November would set a record for the most babies born in Cleveland.

After decades of struggle, the Cleveland Browns were Super Bowl Champions. It didn't matter if they got to the playoffs after only six games and played in a dense bracket that included half of the NFL. They didn't care that many of the fans considered Super Bowl 17 to be illegitimate and Cleveland's first Lombardi to be hollow. The Cleveland Browns were Super Bowl Champions, and for Northeast Ohio all was right with the world.
 
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But remember, being Detroit is suffering.

THey had their chance to make it to the dance and go all the way, but they blew it. in heartbreaking fashion.
 
TV Show Pitch: The SCP Files Season 3
Here's the pitch for the 3rd season of The SCP Files. The new semester for me started last Wednesday and I've been busy since, meaning I haven't really been able to get much done. Instead, I decided to put up a pitch that I already had completed. It's really late and I need to turn in soon so that I can wake up early enough to keep working on assignments, but there are at least two things that I wanted to briefly cover. First and most easily discussed, I've decided to add a theme song for the series. If you can't tell by now, music is very important to me and I always try to include it in my pitches if I can. The second thing I wanted to cover was the fact that I'm doing a bit of a retcon. Originally, I had Mavis as the writer/creator of this show, but I've since decided that it doesn't align with what I'm aiming for with her and have since decided to give the pitch to a different character. This "decentralization" of pitches is something I'm trying to adhere to a bit more strictly going forward. With this in mind, the new "original" creator for The SCP Files is another OC, Thea Martin. I think I might've mentioned her before, but I can't remember. The basic idea that I had with her is that she's an intern and she'd be obsessed with horror but has a very cheery, bubbly personality. The kind of person who just decides that you're their new best friend within 5 minutes of meeting you, or more relevantly to the matter of horror, the kind of person who screams at what happened on screen and then immediately starts laughing. She'll be who I'll be attributing most of my horror pitches for Lucasfilm to from now on. I'll also try and do an omake on her for the purposes of introducing her properly as a character, but I have no plans for it any time soon. Anyway, I hope you enjoy.

TV Show Pitch:
The SCP Files Season 3

Original Concept/Written by: Thea Martin

GENRE: Horror/Thriller
SUBGENRE: Suspense, Anthology, Proto-ARG, Found Footage
FORMAT: Television Series​
SET UP: Just as humanity lives and dies, it does so ignorant of the danger that everyday existence brings upon the planet. Creatures from myth and beyond, dangers just under the thin layers of reality, monsters that can only exist as proof that there is no loving God, deals made in the dark in exchange for just one more day to live...all this happens underneath our noses. And the reward, is to live and do it all over again. This thankless work of protecting humanity from horrors unseen is the job of the Special Containment Procedure Foundation, or SCP Foundation. An organization dedicated to the study, containment, and if necessary, neutralization of anomalous phenomena. Led by the mysterious O5 Council, those at the Foundation work relentlessly to protect humanity's fragile sense of normalcy and ensure it's survival, regardless of the what it may cost along the way.
Episode 1: SCP-610 The Flesh That Hates Part 1
Episode 2: SCP-610 The Flesh That Hates Part 2
Episode 3: SCP-053-FR Blue Fear
Episode 4: SCP-747 Children and Dolls
Episode 5: SCP-723 Aging Staircase
Episode 6: SCP-2006 Too Spooky
Episode 7: SCP-2128 The Liars Cradle
Episode 8: SCP-428 The Crowd
Episode 9: SCP-4682 Body Dysmorphia Mirror
Episode 10: SCP Seminar-Factions Part 1
Episode 11: SCP-783 There Was A Crooked Man
Episode 12: SCP-347 The Invisible Woman
Episode 13: SCP-3114 Wouldn't It Be Chilly?
Episode 14: SCP-1013 Cockatrice
Episode 15: SCP-5056 Constant Companions
Episode 16: SCP-966 Sleep Kill
Episode 17: SCP-4633 Rock, Paper, Yog-Sothoth
Episode 18: SCP-280 Eyes in the Dark
Episode 19: SCP-4310 Hero's Journey
Episode 20: SCP Seminar-001 Proposals Part 2
Episode 21: SCP-002 The Living Room
Episode 22: SCP-4190 The Grinner
Episode 23: SCP-1048 Builder Bear
Episode 24: SCP-O15-IT The Boogeyman
Episode 25: SCP-715 My Face That I May Be
Episode 26: SCP-4217 Contain the Bismarck!
Episode 27: SCP-1133 Intravenous Sin
Episode 28: SCP-1003 Tapeworm Children
Episode 29: SCP-1510 The Tarnished Legionnaire
Episode 30: SCP Seminar-Foundation Part 3
 
...It's moments like these that make me aware how truly ignorant I must be of American culture, considering I barely understand what everyone is talking about.
 
...It's moments like these that make me aware how truly ignorant I must be of American culture, considering I barely understand what everyone is talking about.
Cleveland, except for the Cavs, is a cursed place in sports, that can never win anything ,and must always suffer ingloriously and ignanimously.

Here... they have won due to shinanigans.
 
A Symbol of Healing
A Symbol of Healing

Jiro Masterson was like most men who had survived the post-war chaos that had gripped Japan during the late 40s and 50s.

Dedicated, hard-working and unlike many of his compatriots had stood clear of the radicalism that had gripped the nation during college, he was artistic driven and quiet.

It was an incredible and difficult thing to do to avoid the scandal and hysteria of the 60s; instead preferred to focus on short stories, poems, and his research into the character dramas that had gripped his childhood.

He looked and the mirror to see his blue eyes glaring back at him.

He could never escape who he was…and the world reminded him of that every time he looked in the mirror.

He turned to the mirror and then to the phone.

He had some calls to make.

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Jiro Narukami Masterson was born in Post War Osaka Japan on September 5th, 1945, his Father was United States Master Sergeant James Masterson, of the United States Marines and his mother had been a struggling poet turned prostitute who took the deadly risk to sell her services to the US POWs an act that would have at best marked her as an outsider…or worse killed her.

Ami Narukami, for all of her struggles, managed to marry James in a rushed ceremony days after his release and rehabilitation, attended by what remained of the surviving squad and Ami's family. The early days of their relationship were a controversial one both from her parents and surviving members of James's squad, who thought he had clung to her for food and a moment of escape…

But such things were nothing, raising a child in Post War Japan, was the true challenge that they strived to meet no matter the cost.

Worked as a day laborer, then a clerk, and finally a translator of foreign newspapers. James and Ami carved out a successful and comfortable existence.

Jiro graduated with a journalism degree, and a minor in literature, and gained some fame for his articles in the Asahi Shimbun about American Soldiers in Vietnam…articles that gained some minor praise from the supporters of the military and ridicule from the anti-war movement.

Jiro would become renown for his short stories set in the 1940s and 1950s, being noted as "Snapshot character dramas" of some of the most unusual couplings and odd pairs in his stories.


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He looked at the home, the quiet little place his parents had bought when he was eight, a comfortable suburban home with a fine tree planted by the company that built it. It had gotten taller, and larger.

Just like me. He thought almost smiling. He knocked on the door, "Come in."

Oh course they recognize my knock. He walked in and took off his shoes. "I'm sorry I didn't bring the grandchildren, but they have tests to prepare for."

His mother smelling like jasmine, hugged him "You know the door is always open Jiro…you should have called."

"I called Dad, and wanted to talk." He said.

"It's good to know that you're talking again, I had thought in '76 that you two would never talk again." She said.

Blame Star Wars for that, we finally had something we'd like together, he never understood Ultraman.

"Well he's in his workshop, you know how he is with hobbies." She said as he thanked his mother.

He knocked on the door to the workshop <"Jiro…come in.">

He was speaking English, that must means he's concentrating on something.

"Dad…" Jiro entered and saw the model, hand-carved mini-figurines, he was trying to resurrect the Battle of Aizu, down to each detail.

"Son…how are the kids." Father said as he motioned for Jiro to make an observation and answer.

"Testing, but I've been on top of them to do well." He said. "Before you say anything, I have considered sending them to America."

"Good, they'll do well there." Father finished.

"Dad…you mind if I ask you a personal question?" Jiro asked.

"Hmm." It was a yes, unsaid.

"What did you do for your honeymoon?"

"Took a bicycle, and went up north to your great grandparents. With you on her back, needed somewhere stable while the chaos died down." He said.

"So thats why my first memories are you complaining about snow." Jiro huffed.

"Oh you think snow in Hokkaido is bad. I grew up in Minnesota son, you don't know cold until you've walked in a blizzard two miles." He said.

"Well, we got time for talking about that time?"

"Another short story?" He said.

"Maybe something longer." Jiro finished with a smile.

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Disney/Studio Ghibli MOVIE Pitch:
The Bicycle From Osaka
By Jiro Masterson

Set UP: The Bycicle of Osaka is a Semi-Autobiographical Fiction Novel set in POST-WAR Japan following a young newly married couple (A US Marine and a Japanese Writer) as they look for members of the Wife's family in the chaotic and confusing transition from War to Post War society seen through the eyes of the travelers.

Protagonists: The Couple and their Bicycle
Master Sargent Marcus Anderson: One of the Main POV's of the Story, a US marine who was captured in 1943, now working to orient himself into his wife family and help her find some stability in the chaos, in spite of his weakened state, he is a US Marine Boxer and earned a bronze star for heroism and is a brave and honest man.

Ritsuko Azuma: The other main character, the wife of Marcus and a writer who married him for protection and steady food and a sense of loyalty after she saved his life from starvation in a POW camp. She is knowledgeable of many of the roads and owns the bike, presenting the image of a perfect society member with a rather rough-and-tumble interior.

AN: I'll add more to this, but its a little something I had in my head for a while.
 
Cleveland, except for the Cavs, is a cursed place in sports, that can never win anything ,and must always suffer ingloriously and ignanimously.

Here... they have won due to shinanigans.

And Detroit can only have 1 of 2 things, an absolutely abysmal array of sports teams or an absolutely insane team that proceeds to shit on everyone for a decade before disappearing.
 
Cleveland, except for the Cavs, is a cursed place in sports, that can never win anything ,and must always suffer ingloriously and ignanimously.

Here... they have won due to shinanigans.

Well with the Cavs they kind of cheated cause they were just coasting off of Lebron James. The Guardians have two World Series titles as the Indians, but it was back in 1920 and 1948.

...It's moments like these that make me aware how truly ignorant I must be of American culture, considering I barely understand what everyone is talking about.

Well there's two overall aspects to it besides what Magoose mentioned. For one, Cleveland is infamous for being a shithole that has just continually degraded in quality of life since the 70s when jobs started leaving the Rust Belt and Cleveland was a factory city. There's tons of infamous stuff about Cleveland like how it's river keeps on catching on fire or Balloonfest, but it's just not the most pleasant of places, nevermind how Ohio in recent years has become meme'd as a cursed twilight zone state.

As for the Cleveland Browns specifically, they are a franchise with a passionate fanbase who were frequent contenders, but never got to the Super Bowl. In the 90s, their owner decided to move to Baltimore because he was losing money deeply and also wanted a new stadium which the city refused to pay for. Browns fans were pissed as hell and worked with the city to keep the Browns in Cleveland, after court shenanigans, the Browns stayed in a sense, but the owner and full roster went to Baltimore to become the Baltimore Ravens. Since 2000, while the Ravens won two Super Bowls, the first in their second season, the Browns until recent years have been one of the worst teams in the NFL along with being very cursed in its culture and players.

Lucasarts Game rolls will gain a bonus.

What about Space Paranoids since that was the second half of the pitch? Will that get made?

Also I kind of preferred if Dragon's Lair and Space Ace were Don's post Gundam projects since it fits the timeline and he's rather stacked right now in production.

-[X]The Oceans Sailing Extravaganza: You are going to have a smooth sailing production… pun only slightly intended. So learn from Steve and make things work. Rolled:D100 => 10

Steve looked at you with very tired eyes, as he looked at what you were doing. "What?"

"I'm not stupid Steve, you want me to repeat myself, but I'm not." You replied. "I'm doing that ocean shoot and want to know your take on it."

"Don't." He said. "Do something, anything, even a jungle shoot, but you have no idea what you are getting into. The ocean is not some fun thing we can control on the lot, it will screw with you in ways you don't even imagine. The equipment needs to be specialized to prevent the salt water, the metal corrosion." Steve then held his head like he was going to lose his mind.

And all he could do was just ramble.

Damn, sucks that this was our only failure of sorts, and especially with the mess of ocean production. Hopefully this Conan goes better than last time or we might not complete the trilogy til the 90s. At least everything else was high and Carrie and George are safe and healthy.

-[X]Preparing for Conan: You are going to be honest with yourself. You are out of shape to play Conan. That was just the plain honest fact. So you -will become Conan once again. DC: 70 Rolled:D100 + 30 => 130

Since we got that nat 100 for becoming Conan strength, can the workout/athletics bonus become +40?

Marvels? Agents of Shield? You didn't know. He said it was a surprise.

Really looking forward to the Marvel anime coming out. Though I'm surprised it's Agents of Shield and not a cameo or supporting role. Also thought our first show would be Spider-Man.

-[X]The House of Ideas: Stan Lee and the boys and girls at Marvel are… Well, they have some ideas and you are just going to be giving a nod and a wave because that was all you want to do. Also a new guy named Akira… wanted to take pictures of you sparring and training as reference photos. DC: ??? Rolled:D100 => 98

Akira Toriyama was a strange man. Not because he was wrong, or was weird, he just had a different way of doing things, and how to perceive the world.

Like how he was just happy to meet you, but treated you with the courtesy of a boss, which was not how you wished to be treated by the new Artist and writer at Marvel… He was one of the many new transplants from the Japanese Manga industry and he was still trying to understand the American culture and comic industry. Where he bounced around as a guest artist for other stories to find his footing, and working on his own comic when he wasn't asked to help out.

Yet when you finally met him, he could only ask you for your help. Because you were the only one who could.

"Photos of me doing martial arts and training?" You asked.

"Reference photos mostly, to keep the movement flow realistic and to help me." He said, stuttering in broken english.

"<I can speak Japanese if you like?>" You offered.

"Thank you, but I want to try and practice." He said. "Be more like you?"

"Thanks." You were more confused.

A few hours later, the photos were done and you could see his mind turning, as he began drawing again. "Why did you need my help Akira, others could have done it?"

"<Because I want you to see it first.>"

It was a picture of a monkey boy, with a furry tail and a staff on his back.

And something told you, this was going to be amazing.

Reward: You helped Akira, and for a gift, and met Son Goku in drawing form, for the first time.

Damn, this is so wild that Bruce is now essential to Dragon ball lore. Bruce soon gonna gain the loyalty of all Latinos. Bruce's influence also makes me wonder if Yamcha won't become a joke and an active fighter or some new human characters who can keep up with the Saiyans. Not that stuff like Krillen becoming a cop and family man or Yamcha living the high life as a star athlete is bad (Holy shit, you can somehow make both paths tied to Bruce), but it was kind of a shame how one needed to be a Saiyan to be relevant.

Also oh my Lord I just realized that Mr. Satan can also be seen as a parody of Bruce. So much of Dragon ball is lining up with Bruce it's insane.

-[X]An unforeseen surprise: Carries in labor, and you both thought she had another two weeks. But it seems that God and the baby had other plans. DC:0 Rolled:D100 => 96

Finally, a smooth ride to the hospital, and a safe birth for your son…

So why the hell were you dealing with the media and the scum of the earth paparazzi trying to follow you again!

(Continued in: Oh Woe me, George O'Brian)

Bruh, how many times do we have to teach the paparazzi scum a lesson in harassing our family. I thought that law we made about harassing in pursuit in a vehicle, with paparazzi being felons if they do so, they'd back off. Time to either pass some new laws or beat up some vultures.

-[X] Write In: Have Shoji Kawamori and Noboru Ishiguro begin production on Macross: Do You Remember Love? Rolled:D100 => 69

They put a sex scene in there… what the actual fuck! Why would they do-

Wait, they did that to get your attention, so they could make the film?

Bruh, you just know this demo reel is gonna be the holy grail for Macross fans and gonna end up as one of the most coveted lost media, lol.

Ten euro's its Terminator. Also fucking sucks that the movie failed, but to fail that hard I find hard to believe as it's a LucasFilm in-house production with great reviews from critics and viewers. Just because infinty war came out with great numbers doesn't mean every movie was a flop who screened at the same time but c'est la vie.

Eh, we can't be perfect and produce endless winners. Even the absolute best can produce flops like Steve and 1941. Great movies failing commercially is pretty common, and to be fair Sam Raimi kind of suffers in this regard due to not being on the same tier as Bruce and company.
 
A bit of a shame that Terminator is made by Universal, I kind of hoped Bruce would've gotten the role for the T-1000 in 2 after that little mess with Arnold but I don't know if that would fly now.
 
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