A New World:
-[X]And in Comes the Film Brats: Steve and George's Friends are looking for jobs. For Scripts… and honestly, for a place that will pay them since half of them got fired from Warner, and most of the other studios see that they are friends with George, and think they are not worth the time. DC: 10 Rolled:
D100 => 100
Brian and Company were sitting at the office lobby, screwing around with some of the things that were coming in, because they hadn't been greeted. "Alright guys calm down."
A moment later, the director/Scriptwriters and friends of George and Steve, were kinda making their way into your office, and you were darn well wondering how you were going to talk to them.
Because honestly, you didn't really know any of them. But they were incredibly talented and incredibly driven for success.
At least until most of them were fired or just weren't able to find a job since the end of the strike.
There were four of them, at least, of those that you had an inkling of knowledge about. Brian Depalma was the only one you knew by sight, as you had seen him around a lot at the parties you and George and Steve had on occasion.
The other two were people that you just didn't have any inkling of knowing.
"Um… Paul Schrader." Paul offered a hand and you took it, and after you shook, you offered a hand to the others.
"John Milus." He offered. And you took it with a smile.
But the last man in the room needed no introduction. You had seen his movies. "Martian Scorsese."
"So you're the kids that Robert told me about… said when he met you his luck changed," Martin stated, and you raised an eyebrow.
"How so? And Robert?"
"Di Niro," Martin stated and you realized who he was talking about now. "Said he met a young man one time and offered some advice to him or something like that. And his luck began to turn because of it. No offense, I didn't even think it was you."
You took a breath with a wave of your hand. "Well, Here I am."
There was a chuckle between the men before you finally got down to business with a serious gaze. "Well, gentlemen… why are we here?"
Brian was the one who spoke. "If you want me to be honest, my contract's up, and when I tried to get a new one, Warner told me off, and every other studio was afraid of a young guy with too much ambition, and not enough sense. And everyone else wouldn't let me make any films, just TV episodes. Said I didn't have enough experience to helm another big film."
Ouch. "What about Carrie? I heard you worked really hard on that King adaptation?"
Brian shrugged. "They don't have much hope in it. After it releases and it does well, I don't wanna work for people that don't have faith… So I'm here, instead of waiting for them to be proven wrong and me crawling back to them."
Martin looked at Brian and gave him a pat on the back before you asked. "Martin, you seem like a golden boy to some of these people?"
That earned Martin a laugh. "Well, after the strike, I went back to work on the picture I wanted to work on, that was part of my contract. But they bought me out and said that, since the strike happened, they can't take any more risks for a Director's pet projects. Especially one of them I really wanted to do."
"What was it?" You asked.
"The Passion of Christ." He replied.
Now that was something that made you feel a deep sense of… well everything. But most of all, anger at the people who would refuse to make such a compelling story on screen. "Oh."
And when you looked at John and Paul, they both just shrugged. "Wasn't being paid enough," Paul stated. "They also didn't like any of my scripts. Which I find bullshit, considering that they are really good."
John just stopped and said. "Honestly, I just don't wanna work with those people that don't like me, rather work with my friends."
"Glad you consider us friends despite not knowing each other at all." You stated, with a smile.
There was a hint of some hesitation among them before you said this. "So… What are we doing here?"
"Looking for a job," Brian stated. "Heard that George had some holes in the schedule that needs filling, and you've got some money to burn for some boys with good ideas and not enough sense. Also, because you don't have any films and they need to be done."
That earned a smile from you. "You know we have a few rules right?"
That earned a smile from Martin. "Yeah, so? You're rules aren't going to be any more arbitrary than what we had to work with already."
"I'll get the lawyers to write you boys up some contracts?" You stated.
Reward: Paul Schrader and John Millus have joined Lucasfilms Unlimited as mostly Screen Writers. The House of Idea's Investment in Lucasfilms is now heavily discounted. You now have gained a Writers Room entirely for free.
The Writers Room: Where the screenwriters of the Studio gather for ideas, for their screenplays to be shared, and where they are finally put together into movies. (Screenplays from real life, and among your pitches are created into actual film scripts. With varying quality every year. You currently have 3 Writers in the Room, Dave Alister, Paul Schrader, and John Millus. They will produce 3 workable and producible scripts every six months. They can be asked to make more by using the new action to ask them to develop the pitch. They can make more, but only on special occasions.)
Martin Scorcese and Brian De Palma have joined Lucasfilms Unlimited.
You now have a group of directors that you can bring on for "Free" during the beginning of the production mini-turn, though they have to be convinced of their merit.
If not, they will automatically begin working on productions if you choose their corresponding actions to begin their own productions, like with Steve and Close Encounter as long as you give them a budget and objective to finish production, which as Co-Owner of the Studio, you are entitled to.
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-[X]The Last Leg of Rocky: To think that Sly and his little crew were able to get all this done on a tighter budget and a tighter shoot than even you were? It's… Wow? How did they do it? DC: 30 Rolled:
D100 => 97
Sly was saying goodbye to everyone at the party that was being held at the office, and most people there were going to be happy just to get out of the cramped building. "Sly?" You said his name as you shook his hand. "I take it everything went well for your one-in-a-million shot?"
"Editing is going well. Though I'm still going to fight George for the Bicentennial release. Star Wars be dammed." That were some dangerous words, considering all the Work George was putting into it.
"I still think Going to George might not be the best idea?" You stated. "But we can certainly try."
"Try… Mike is already on Board, and so is Marcia." He stated. "I'm sure he'll relent if you are on board too."
You shook your head. "When do you think you'll be done? September?"
"Try May, just in time for Memorial Day." He replied.
You shook your head. "I made a promise to George, and right now, we still have plenty of money in the War chest to hold off not releasing any of our films." You sighed. "Sly, I can't do that to my friend."
Sly sighed. "Listen, the only reason I'm asking, is because I think that... It's possible for us to do it. To make George see it's not just his movies he has to look out for. Its all of our movies that we want to make."
That made you pause before you said. "Alright, I'll talk to him."
Reward: New Action Available.
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-[X]The Outlaw Josey Wales: Clint came to you with a pretty sizable offer. He needs to get the film out. And something tells you, they need it now. DC: ??? Rolled:
D100 => 82
You almost wanted to kiss Clint when he came to you.
Then you realized that the Marketing team might want to do that first. Seeing as this was the first real shot at marketing a film.
And by God did they do it!
(Continued in: The Outlaw Josey Wales)
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-[X]What is Going on With Warner?: What is going on with Warner? Like seriously? What did they do to piss everyone off? DC: ??? Rolled:
D100 => 95
Oh…
You expected a lot of things when you hired that investigator to look into what the hell Warner was doing when rumors swirled around that they were actively sabotaging Josey Wales… But you didn't expect that.
Even after it was confirmed they tried to sabotage Josey Wales' Release.
But it went much deeper than that.
Much much deeper than you could have possible imagined
(Continued in: The Warner Meltdown. Or The Warner Bro's Turn for November-December 1975 Results)
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-[X]The Olympics with Bruce O'Brian: You are going to begin this story of Olympic might… hopefully with the biggest names of the games for the Americans, besides yourself. The USA men's Basketball team. DC: 10 Rolled:
D100 => 35+20=55
To say the episode was rather flat was obvious. You were going in blind about Basketball and didn't know much about the men going toward the Olympics. Most of the men were just being asked softball questions, rather than true questions that made them think about their place in the US Olympic team. It was almost comical how you did it.
And honestly, you weren't that creative with your… Camera work, not that the two days you had to gather footage was enough.
Simple shots of buildings, scrimmages on the basketball court, nothing substantial. You wanted to do more, yet all you had was a few rolls of film… and not enough morale from the crew with you to keep going.
Honestly, it was weak, and you wanted to do more, but Team USA got what they wanted, part one of this new simple series.
And you hated that they allowed for such mediocrity.
Reward: You have an episode directed, and it was mostly mediocre. Something that you wish to improve on.
Hopefully, they understand.
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-[X]And Carrie Writes from the Heart: Carrie asked for some help with one of her own stories. (Carrie produces her own movie screenplays, and completes the one that she had been working on) Rolled:
D100 + 150 => 219
Script Quality:
D100 + 20 => 100
You looked at the Script that Carrie made. "Autobiographical?" You asked as you skimmed through the pages… "Five Dates?"
Carrie smiled and leaned in. "I just… wanted to write something easy, something simple."
"And you chose us? With a sprinkling of Robin and John at the same time?"
"I did that because if I made it any more sappy, everyone would know it was us?" she leaned in closer to move the script away. "I fictionalized it of course, with some of my dreams of future dates that we will eventually have." She said as put her hand on your shoulder. "The parts that were the best story."
"Tell me about it." You whispered. "What is it you find the best of our story that you put into this script?"
"The ending." She said as she kissed you.
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Movie Title: Five Dates
Genre: Romance
Format: Film
Details:
Set in the City of Los Angeles, This is a simple story of five dates between Walter Riely, a struggling comedian who has finally got a small-time job working stand-up at a local bar, The Shinning Sea, and his Girlfriend, Jasmine Tate, who he met at the end of his first gig.
The Story goes through the stages of their relationship, as they grow closer, and become better friends, and later, better people through knowing each other.
Even when life and struggles damage their relationship, and drive them apart… and later, back together.
And unlike all good romances, this one is not a tragedy that is doomed to fail. This one is a simple statement.
That love is real and requires great effort to make work.
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Reward: Five Dates is ready to produce.
Everyone around the office basically praise Carrie for her work, and that she really could come into the Writers Room whenever she wanted to give Paul and John lessons.
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-[X]And the Last Cowboy: Clint took a moment to laugh, and then to cry, as he looked at the letters on his desk. You had never seen Clint show any emotion close to what you were seeing. DC: 10 Rolled:
D100 => 64
You and Clint were alone, in his home office, and he just looked at you with a smile on his face. Tears in his eyes. "You know… I always wondered how you'd pay me back for sleeping on my couch for those months, all those years ago." He whipped his eyes and held out his hand. "But… What can I say, life is a strange strange game we play. I didn't think it would lead to this."
You smiled. "Come on Clint, you can't just-"
"Let me finish kid." He stated. "I want to thank you, and well… if you need an old cowboy and a western… or a director that no one in this town seems to trust… Give me a call?" He held out his hand.
"Clint, I can't take that offer from you-" You protested.
"You can and you will, that's the end of the damn story." He replied.
You took his hand. "Clint… Thank you."
"Kid, you might have just saved my career." He smiled. "So let me offer you a way to save yours."
Reward: Clint can now be asked to Direct, or Star in any film you produce at Lucasfilms Unlimited without question or hesitation.
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-[X]A Close Encounter: Steve came to you and basically all but begged you to let him start production on his new space movie… Clone Encounters. You never read the Script, but considering that George hasn't given the go-ahead yet… why hasn't Steve just gone to George and gotten the money for his movie. DC: 20 Rolled:
D100 => 90
"Sweet Jesus Steve, could you not ambush me in my office!" You stated as Steve came out from behind the door. "I was about ready to punch your face in."
Steve was jittery and excited. "I mean, sorry, but this is too important, Mike is out of the country, and George is in San Francisco with ILM and I can't wait any longer!"
"Okay." You looked at Steve. "I read the script, and Mike did too, but the thing is, we don't have much of a war chest as George likes to say we do for the Press, hell I funded half of Star Wars with my own money, and not any of the Lucasfilm's profits we have."
Steve seemed deflated. "I know that, it's why I came to you. I…" He frowned and placed his hands on his face. "I wanna make this movie. I have it all planned out, all storyboarded with some of the guys I'm working with, and have a lot of pre-production done already."
"Even actors?" you asked.
"Most of them," Steve said sheepishly. He was lying through his teeth and you knew it. "Okay… like five."
"Out of how many?" You asked.
"I don't know." He said. He was nervous as all hell.
"And what about the effects? You know George won't let the Magicians work on anything else before-"
"Already got a few that already finished their parts." He said.
"How much money do you need?" You asked. "And are you putting me in as a producer? Or just a finacier?"
"A Producer Credit, yeah you'll get that Bruce, I promise that, its just..." There was a long, almost pregnant pause that Steve let hold. "My estimate… 15 million. Probably 20, if all doesn't go according to plan."
"How fast can you get it done?" You asked, feeling very confident in this question.
"With what. Filming, production?" Steve asked.
"Everything." You replied.
That made Steve raise an eyebrow… "I can get it done in a year."
You sighed.
What do you do?
[]Give him 15 million
[]Give him 20 Million
[]Write in
Do you add any stipulations that he has to follow?:
[]Write in (This can be anything from filming locations, to time filming, or even who acts in the film)
[]No: You trust him enough to not do anything stupid.
AN: A Moratorium for voting for Steve until 8 AM PST my time...
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