Gophering=>69
You had actually considered joining another movie set, working for some low-budget B movie that was filming in Hollywood but found yourself on a tv set on the Warner backlot, for some show that you had never even heard of. Dressing in a suit and tie, everyone must have thought you were important but not so important, as you just ran around the set all day, looking for various items, and otherwise being an absolute nuisance to the director and producer who, after being rather impressed that you actually knew what they wanted...
Quietly fought over who you would be the assistant to during the remainder of the production, and after three days of arguments and fistfighting, there was a clear divide that, for the remainder of the shoot, you would be shared like some common piece of cloth.
They paid well enough, especially when you struck a chord with the producer, one James L. Brooks.
"So kid, what brings you to my lot?" He asked, as he sat you down during lunch break.
"I thought your show was filmed in Minnesota?" You asked as you read the script. "You have it written all over the margins."
"Had to get a last-minute scene in for the season, nothing too critical, but the men in suits wanted it," he replied. "I'm going, to be honest kid, your dodging the questions well, but why are you here, asking to work around as a gopher, you're too well dressed for that."
"I'm trying to make connections, do things like that, see if I can get a role somewhere?" you replied honestly.
"Trying to sneak onto a set and act like your part of the production." He paused, before giving a small laugh. "You remind me of a kid I used to know."
"Who's that?"
"No one you would know," James said. "So tell me kid, who are you?"
"Bruce, Bruce O'Brian." You replied as you held out a hand.
"Well, it's nice to meet you, Mr. O'Brian, I hope you have some luck in your adventures here in Hollywood. And a word of advice. Don't sell your soul for fame and power. it only leads you empty. Keep your soul, and yourself, and you'll be fine."
"Thank you Mr. Brooks."
Reward: +5 to Directing.
You have met: James L. Brooks.
+10 to getting a TV Roll for making a good impression on him.
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Auditions=>4
Clint was waiting at his car, sitting on the hood, sunglasses on his face, as you were escorted out of the station. "I'll take it from here officer." He stated as you were let out of the cuffs.
He stood there, gazing into your soul. "What the hell happened?" He was calm, but you knew he was angry... terribly angry at what you did.
You remained quiet, as you instead looked down to your feet. "I think it might be best for the both of us that you tell me before I ship your ass back to new york, and let your father deal with you."
You frowned but did not lookup. "A man touched me-"
That earned a light slap on the head from Clint. it was not a hard slap, but one that wanted to make you look up at him. "Speak up!" He demanded.
"A man touched me-" You stated.
That made Clint's eyes narrow. "So what, that happens sometimes."
"Not on my." You looked down, and that made Clint's face turn very angry.
Clint took a very hard moment to look at you.
"I was auditioning for a TV roll, one of them asked me my age, and then my name. I was truthful to them, and then as I recited the script, he walked over and told me to sound younger. I tried. Then he told me to try harder. Then he grabbed me, and I screamed." You froze and shook your head. "Then he started laughing, as his other producers joined him, but they did not like that."
You balled your fist. "I then kicked him in the balls, and taunted him."
Clint nodded, allowing himself time to process the things he said. "You know who that man was?"
"No. He didn't say his name."
"Do you know what the show was?" He asked.
"No." You replied, wiping the tears from your face.
"it's not your fault. it's okay." Clint replied as he placed a comforting arm around you, as you felt his hand tighten around your shoulder. "We're going home."
"I thought-"
"We're going home." He stated. "We'll talk later."
Critical Failure!
The producer who assaulted you has spread some nasty rumors about you assaulting him during an audition. You don't know who he is, but you know he is a bad man who enjoys the power that he holds over people.
You will suffer a -5 to auditions for the rest of the year.
Your confidence has taken a very nasty hit.
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Script writing=>74-10=>64
Without really going out into the streets to find work, you found yourself in front of Clint's Typewriter, writing down your thoughts, and reading old screenplays to get an idea on how to write a screenplay.
You instead took a chance to just practice formating, writing dialogue... and just learning how to write a screenplay.
Clint even gave a few pointers, and reminded you multiple times that, above all else, they were drafts for something.
They were meant to be not only to be change, but must be changed. He'd never seen a script not go through revisions.
Reward: +5 to Script writing stat. You have a feeling that you see your own work in the acting... but with your own script, it would be fare more authentic.
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Telephone call=>25
The phone rang again, and you were happy when it answered. "Hey boyo!" Your father cheered. "Make a million yet on your first staring role?"
"Nothing yet dad." you replied with a frown as you felt a great deal of stress fall on you. "i couldn't get a job."
Your father seemed to laugh. "don't be hard on yourself boy, you're going to be fine."
"Dad... were there any scumbags when you worked?" You asked, and almost immediately, his tone changed.
"My god boy, don't tell me you used your real age?" He said.
"I did." You replied.
There was a long sigh. "I've heard stories about some of the boys who work there still, being touched in places that they shouldn't be touched. You okay?"
"I kicked him in the balls." You replied. "Hurt him a lot more than he hurt me."
"Good lad. Just don't make it a habit of kicking producers, otherwise, you might not get work."
"Dad, are you-"
"Sometimes you may be in uncomfortable situations. You're young, but do not compromise who you are for fame and fortune. You should keep your dignity."
"You're the second person who's told me that." You replied.
"Really... then you must have found someone smart. Try to keep that in mind. And if you have to, talk to Clint, he's always good for good advice on the business."
Reward: You talk to your dad. Everything in your head seems to look better.
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You have 4 Actions:
[] Do auditions(Movies and TV Shows): You are going to go to some of the casting calls that are in the place that you can find work in. DC 20(Possibility of only getting a commercial or TV show job, or an extra work in a low budget film)
[] Ask Clint if you can act in a movie of his: You know you hate yourself for doing this, but you are going to ask Clint for some help, see if he can give you a role. DC 80 (Clint may be helping you, but not enough to give you a role in one of his films, or risk his reputation on getting you into a movie without some assurance.)
[] Gophering, and other signs of stuff: You want to try and learn how work behind the camera works, and what better way then being a gopher. DC 50 (You have no idea what the hell they were doing, and you have no idea either)
[] Ask Clint for advice: Clint has been in the business for a long time, and he knows exactly what to do to get into the good graces of the Hollywood elite. DC 35 (His advice is evergreen, but it worked for him, and it might not work for you.)
[] Exercise: A healthy body is an active body, as your father would say. So you are going to try and get into real shape, so you can do the real stunts. DC 20 (After all, you are a growing boy, and need to work off that energy.)
[] Practice martial arts: You are going to watch and try to improvise how to do such a thing. Or maybe you can find someone who is actually a practitioner who knows what the hell they are doing? DC 40 (Most people who know how to fight are either actors or stunt coordinators. There are very few private dojos in LA. and most boxing clubs are not open to an amateur who is not interested in fighting professional matches)
[] Take a walk: Dad always said that the best ways to get inspiration are by walking, talking, and being open-minded. So you'll try that. DC 10 (You are just going for a walk, what could be really said.
[] Register in a theater: There is quite a few theater troops that are looking for some seasonal help for some play's that the regulars could not get to. Perhaps you can work there for a while. DC 60 (Everyone wants to be famous here in Hollywood.)
[] Go to a bar or something to make jokes: You wanted to try some comedy, perhaps you can try. even with your shit timing. DC 50 (Your Lack of comedy chops are going to be something that will bite you.)
[] 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. Please note that your script quality will have a roll malus due to never trying something like this before.)
[] Research stuff, see if anything piques your interest: You may have graduated High School as a kid, but you never stopped trying to learn. DC 15 (Write-in what you want to learn about below)
[] Talk to Clint: You want to ask Clint a few quest
ions, like how he met your father? DC 0 (You just ask Clint about ancient history)
[] Learn to play an instrument: You want to learn how to play something DC 80 (You have no idea what the hell you are doing.)
[] Call your parents: You need to call mom and dad, see how they are doing? DC 10 (You call your parents and see what they are doing)
A/N:
Listen, Magoose Dice, I understand you're upset and all, but did you really have to go that far?
