-[X]The Contract Negotiations: So it's that time of the Career again. Time to negotiate more contracts... hopefully there was something that will eye them (Linetail what you want from them)
--[X]$4,000 per episode appearance plus 6% of residuals. Rolled:
D100 => 20
When you looked at the return, you were shocked by the amount that they returned to you. You had expected to see something changed, maybe into something that was slightly more reasonable.
But then again, you had not expected Lucille to Hardball you all the way to the end of the process. She made one thing abundantly clear. "You may be a good kid, but some just made better offers."
And the offer she had, was also something you knew was the lowest that she could give you, without insulting you.
But she was right. In some ways.
You could have made a better offer.
Reward: Gain $3000 per episode, Plus 4% off Residuals.
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-[X]The Wayne Wishfulness: You realized that he was not happy with the current things going on. Maybe you can help DC: 35 Rolled:
D100 => 34
Wayne was quite happy with how things were going. "Um, hey Wayne, how's it going?" You asked as you saw him making adjustments to his script.
"Oh, just, feeling alright I suppose." He then sighed. "Just got back from the contract with Lucille… she's well…"
"Hard to get what you want from her." You replied.
"Yeah." He took a breath before he quietly looked at the script. "I might be out of here when this season is over, and I'm frankly, going to be okay with that." He gave a smile as he looked at the script.
"You have a plan for getting out in the world?" You asked.
"I didn't burn all my bridges." He smiled. "I think I'll be okay."
Failure: You could not convince Wayne to Stay on.
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-[X]The Ego and Evasion of McLean Stevenson: There is clearly something that has struck him since you last saw him. Gone was his ego and his wish to talk to you in a more professional light. DC 40 Rolled:
D100 => 33
He was happy, which was something that you could feel was… quite luxurious.
But you knew what he had in his hands. "Hope you like the script." He smiled.
You read the page it was on. "You son of a bitch, you're going to win an Emmy for this!"
He smiled. "A helluva way to go. Thanks to you kid."
Failure: You could not convince him to stay.
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-[X]Distributing Deals: Since you have a Distribution Company, or rather, are one… You can meet the major movie theater companies and strike a Deal with them. Even when you had really nothing to offer them. DC: ??? Rolled:
D100 => 100+20=120
Well shit. Mike is good at his job.
And something tells you that this might be the first in a long line of successes.
(Continued in: Home is the Hero)
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-[X]The Roll of a Lifetime: John looked at you and felt shame as he asked. "I need your help Bruce. Can you help me?" DC: ??? Rolled:
D100 => 50 (autopass)
John looked at you as he walked through the door. "Listen, I don't have time to ask, but… Fuck it!" He then grabbed your shoulders. "I need your help."
"With what?" You asked.
That earned a facepalm from John. "Listen, I am about to audition for a role, a role that you are intimately familiar with."
"Some Nights?" You replied.
"Yeah… Wait how did you know?"
You looked at a small message from Carrie, that said. "Send to John."
"Oh." He whispered as he looked at the note, and read it. Then he looked at you. "Really?"
"Carrie didn't like the guys they brought on and said they were not taking her seriously. Said she was going to drop and stop the production together if she didn't get the right man for the job. She felt uncomfortable around all of them, because they were too abrasive, or thought she was lying about the script, and the story thought it was going "
"That's crap!" John said. "We all saw the script! Robin loved it."
"I know." Then you looked at the phone. "Call her, tell her that Bruce gave you the message, and get your ass down to the studio." You then smiled. "Believe me, she'll appreciate it."
John then walked over to the phone and made the call.
Reward: John now has the part.
Carrie really appreciates it, as she feels like most of who the studios brought in were far to… mean. Scary… And not the kind of people she could have seen herself in.
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-[X]The Wonderful Life of Carrie Fisher: So Carrie has come to you with some fun stories on set, as well, as her own insecurities. DC: 40 Rolled:
D100 => 88+30=118
You were smiling when Carrie walked into your apartment and locked the door and jumped onto your lap. "Hey, Bruce." There was a smile on her face as she kissed you, and you both savored the taste of her lips and gagged a little when you couched, tasing the makeup.
"Ack, you still have makeup on?" You replied with a cough. "How much did they put on?"
"Not a lot" She replied, but you knew she was doing something that was not the best thing. "Sorry. Just had some problems with that last scene, John was playing a prank."
Oh. "What do you mean?" You asked.
Carrie relaxed. "Oh, there is just a prank war going on on set. Apparently, John got one of the camera guys to try and stick extra makeup on my face after shooting wrapped for the day." She then smiled. "He must be paying me back for the trailer being filled with extra cans." She laughed at the thought and she then sighed.
"Well, I hope the crew was happy with it?" You asked.
"What are you talking about, they are encouraging it because it's the only thing keeping them sane because of all the suits want is to overwork us. John and I can't get in trouble, so they want us to have fun to get back at the suits... Did you know that most of the set people expected me to be mean? They actually thought that I was going to act like some primadonna, who just… expects them to know what they were doing, and get it right, or get mad."
That earned a surprised look from her. "Really? I would have thought they would have known you better?"
"I know, it was weird. Did you know the director was just surprised I remembered half the crew's names? And I brought them all dinner after the week was over after we got through some of the rougher musical numbers?" There was a laugh.
"Really? Why would people think you were going to be a brat?" You asked.
"I don't know. Mom being who she is may have had them worried. Dad is out of the picture and rumors are beginning to spread. They thankfully haven't brought up any of dads work, though one of them really did want to ask how our relationship was going?"
"Our relationship?" You asked.
"Yeah, said he needed to settle a bet." She replied as she snuggled into you. "I didn't tell him a thing though."
"Oh, what sort of questions were asked for a bet?" You asked, with an eyebrow raised, as her head brushed your chin as she looked up. "A curious one I hope?"
"Why don't we find out." She said. "I am a princess that needs to be pampered."
But before you could do anything else, her finger went on your lips. "Everything stays on today, it's not a safe day. So pamper me with some dinner."
You then nodded. "Your wish is my command. My princess."
Reward: It seems that, despite a small prank war, and some nosey crew members, production is going rather swimmingly on Some Nights.
Carrie has really made herself very happy with the members of the crew by just being nice. And it has really won her some friends in the crew and the extras.
You made her a nice dinner though, to celebrate.
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-[X] Debbie Details: Carrie is working on her film, so why did Debbie call you to her home? DC: ??? Rolled:
D100 => 86
Debbie was waiting in front of her mansion door, on the porch with a pitcher of water, and some chairs. "Alright, I'm here Debbie. So what's going on?" You asked.
There was a silent gaze before she took a breath. "Bruce, please sit."
You sat. "Water?" She asked.
"I'm good for now." You replied. "So what is the meaning of this little meeting behind Carrie's Back?"
"I wanted to talk to you. About certain rumors going around." She replied.
"Alright." You replied. "What are they?"
"First, my reasons for pushing Carrie to produce her movie and script within Hollywood." She started. "First, and this is purely for a reason that I had to do it. I trusted a few people that could keep her safe."
"Safe?" You asked, feeling anger bubble in your heart. "Why would you-"
"There are quite a few things that could have happened, had I not gotten involved, or you were involved, could have done some unspeakable damage to Carrie's career. They would have tried to lock her down into a long contract that would have made her hate this town more than she already had. I trust few people Bruce, for a long time… but the people I have producing and helping Carrie are people I trust to look out for her best interests." She replied. "It was leverage."
"Leverage?" You spat. "For what?"
"To make sure Carrie has a career and is not tied down to a single studio, I signed a contract for six pictures for the simple request she gets funding and her movie is made." She replied. "I may not be the Queen like in the old days, but my name still carries some weight in this town, and I want to make sure she won't get signed for a contract that could reduce her from a talent to a burnt-out husk. I don't want her in that kind of factory lifestyle I know that this town can create. Especially if she gets"
"So you what, put yourself in a harsh and demanding contract for your daughter?" You asked.
"Yes." She smiled as she drank some water. "My little power play and insurance policy. Even If they screw me over, Carrie keeps being Carrie, and she gets a fresh start, with a starring role, that, if my estimates are correct in how and my agent negotiated her contract… could allow Carrie to never work again if it's as successful as I believe my daughter's talent can warrant."
"You have that much faith in Carrie?" You asked. "You think she can win all the Oscars?"
"Bruce my boy, I expect her to win as many Oscars as she can get nominated for." She smiled and laughed.
Then the question came. "Why not come to me and George to make it?"
There was a huff. "Because the rumors are, Universal was spurned by your president Mike Eisner, when they tried to buy him off you, and send your company into the dumps."
There was a smile, and you realized that Mike had a long business talk with Universal to distribute Pictures. The same one he said went poorly, and he returned with far more vigor than you had expected. "And?"
"Well, you might find yourselves in War. But something tells me that Mike planned for that. He planned for quite a bit." She replied.
"And Bruce." She paused as she saw Carrie's car come driving towards the front, the driver there to drop her off home after a longday on set.
Then Debbie became as cold as the Winter Queen of Fairytales. "I love my daughter, and I know she loves you too. But if you ever hurt her. I will do everything in my power to destroy you. And everything you and your friends have built."
"If I ever hurt her Debbie, I think I would destroy myself."You replied.
Reward:
You have learned that Universal is trying to sabotage the distribution deals, but has failed. Though this could be the first sign in a long battle against the other major studios as you try to gain legitimacy in Hollywood.
Debbie made Carrie work in Hollywood, in a political play that would keep Carrie from signing any long-term deals with any major studio, in essence, keeping her free to work on any project after this film, sacrificing her own happiness and possibly her career for it. A sacrifice only a mother who loved her daughter with all her heart could make.
She has also told you in no uncertain terms, that… well…
If you hurt Carrie in any way… she would find a way to destroy your career and all your friends.
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-[X]The Beginning of A Long Pre-Production: So George has gathered you and Mike with his idea, and the script. He called it Star Wars, and he is in need of a lot of things. DC: 20 (Will begin a small mini-turn about the beginning of the Production of Star War Rolled:
D100 => 89
You and George, Garry, and Mike looked at the script. The Script is called Star Wars.
"George, what the hell is this," Mike stated. "Who are we even making this movie for?"
(The Pre-Production of Star Wars. Part 1: A New Hope)
AN: Enjoy.
