-[X]One Beautiful Eavning: You and Carrie are going to enjoy a nice home-cooked dinner. Maybe you will enjoy a wonderful night. DC:??? Rolled:
D100 + 30 => 69
You were happy to be home, and you honestly wanted to have a nice dinner. A steak that was well done, despite your father's insistence that any steak that isn't medium rare was not a good steak.
Maybe you just wanted to cook longer, as your eyes wandered.
Your eyes drifted to Carrie, as she lay down, reading one of the new books that came out last month, and she looked at you, and she stretched herself out, and you could just imagine so much more.
"Bruce." She said with a smile, as you looked at the steak, and flipped them. "Everything alright?"
"Oh, I know what is right." You said as you smelled the steak, they were almost ready. "I'm just thinking about everything else we're going to do tonight."
"Oh? What is that?" She asked.
"Oh, first I'm going to serve you dinner. Then put the pets out in the back to let them roam." You saw her face turn red, as she looked away. "And then we can figure it out from there."
"And what shall we figure out exactly?" Carrie was teasing and knew exactly what you both wanted. As she slowly sat up on the couch and placed her book down.
"I'm sure we can think of a few ideas. We're not working for the next week, and no one is really expecting anything from us. George doesn't need to meet me for a week. And your mom is working at the museum, and Todd is getting ready for… whatever he's planning to do with that Camera that George got him."
Carrie was now right behind you, wrapping her arms around your chest, and her fingers feeling your body. And she pressed herself against your back. And it was making you feel the ever-present feeling that you both were having.
"I'm thinking about skipping dinner. And going straight to the dessert."
"After all I did too make this?" You questioned.
"Your princess demands it." She cooed.
You turned off the burner and faced your lovely wife. "One steak to share, and then I will do as my princess commands."
It was a tasty steak… and a wonderful evening.
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Reward: Well… You both enjoy a wonderful evening.
Carrie is now willing have kids. Though she's still too afraid to speak about it openly. There will be a hidden pregnancy roll for Carrie at every turn until she is pregnant, or she gathers her courage to talk to you.
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-[X]Every Time: You look at your two pets and wondered just what the hell those two think of you. DC: ??? Rolled:
D100 => 8
Honestly, when you woke up and saw them holding down a paparazzi cameraman, and as they destroyed the camera with their teeth…
You honestly didn't know what else to say, but Ginger was sitting on the cameraman's head… while Natalie was holding on the guy's sleeve like he was a bone.
You think those two are the best protectors you could ask for.
Reward: You start to think that the two animals are somehow able to detect, and scare off, every single paparazzi camera person in a twenty-block radius.
This just confirmed it for you.
Also, you were sure Natalie was not trained as a guard dog, what the hell was she doing, and how did she take down a grown person without you noticing… and keep the person there for god knows how long.
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-[X]Johns Journey Through Stardom: John is trying his best to maintain his career in Hollywood, but considering just how insane the city became with the Strike, he's hoping that he might be able to stay with you because… Some Night Money is not something he wants to touch for this town. DC: 40 Rolled:
D100 => 81
John was quiet as you looked at him through the Lucasfilms office. "Okay John, I cleared my entire schedule to talk to you, whats wrong?"
"Have you ever been drowning in offers for roles from the studios that just want to see you get them lots of money that they see you as a walking Dollar sign?"
You frowned. "Not me personally, but I think Carrie gets at least one phone call a day from one of the studios offering her a million-plus dollar contract to have her on the payroll."
John sighed. "I thought being a big name in this town would give me options. And opportunities. All I'm getting is just… more of the same. Just more musicals and Some Night?"
"Well, that sounds like a problem for your agent. Talk to him, try to tell him you want a challenge."
"That's the problem, everyone doesn't want a challenge because after the unions shut this town down, everyone is trying to get something that will make them money. Musicals, the success of Some Nights really got them thinking about everything on the cheap." He sighed. "I'm a fucking actor, not a Broadway performer, not anymore. I don't want my career to be defined by this."
You sighed. "John I'm sure you can figure something out. You're a smart guy who has the world in the palm of his hands. So why not make them an offer? Do a movie for them, but then do a movie for you. I think you can leverage that."
"Bruce, I'm not a guy who wants to make enemies wherever I go."
"I do not make enemies with everyone, look at George, Francis, and Gary?" You replied.
That made John frown. "And everyone else?"
You then huffed. "They are assholes, who hate me or don't like my attitude, or faith… or the fact I married Carrie and she converted."
"You aren't making a good impression if you think like that. Or just the fact you did all that." He replied.
"Fine. You have a point. But please… just I don't know… do what you think is right."
John then hugged you. "Just stay safe."
Reward: John and you talked.
And you think that John has a good idea to make some good movies.
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-[X]Robin William's Debut: Robin has his first big show in town, and you want to be there for it. DC: 30 Rolled:
D100 => 74
You and Carrie were in attendance for Robins's first big performance, his truly massive opening as a comedian.
The stage was truly packed, and everyone was watching with bated breath as Robin took the stage, and then he began a blistering barrage of one-liners and funny moments.
Before you knew it, you were laughing your ass off as Robin saw you and made this quip. "Who boy, the strongest man in the room is pissing his pants with his wife. We all know the Goose enjoys this little fright."
And you couldn't do anything about it, but laugh at your embarrassment. But it was all in good fun, and the fact he made that kind of rhyme just made it seem like he was in a musical, and laughter was the orchestra, and Robin, the masterful composer.
Reward: Welcome to the Great Land of Comedy Robin. May you make many laugh… and cry tears of joy.
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-[X]A Well-Known Fan: So some really famous person is a fan of yours. Maybe you'll learn who they actually are. DC??? Rolled:
D100 => 98
Who is it:
D20 => 17
You looked at the letter and said huh. "Who the fuck is Queen?" You asked George as you both looked at the fan letter. "Is it the actual Queen of the UK?"
"No, they are just some metal rock band that is kinda okay," George said. "Never really cared for their music. Actually, I've only ever heard one song, and didn't like it."
"Well, maybe when they are in town, we can talk to them?" You asked.
"Okay. Sure, you do you." George replied as he grabbed a sandwich from the fridge. "Almost done with the first draft of the edit. My problem is, we need to talk-"
"About the battles, I know George." You replied. "We'll talk about."
Reward: Turns out, The Band known as Queen, Brian May, Freddie Mercury, Roger Deacon, and Roger Taylor, are huge fans of the Goose, and the next time they are in LA, they can be met up, to talk with and hang out.
Also, they really hope that Carrie is willing to sing with them for a single because they think it might be cool.
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-[X]Investments: You want to invest your hard-earned cash into something that you feel will be a good return on investment. And as well as diversify your assets DC: 0 (Linetail what you wish to invest in below this action, and the amount of money you want to invest in)
--[X] $4 Million. Bruce Lee Memorial Gymnasium: Open to the general public and offers an adult accreditation programs as well as an After School program for underprivileged children; to start, The Gymnasium consists of four core programs: The Bruce Lee Memorial Martial Arts and Stunts Program, Conditioning and Exercise Athletics Program, Craftsman and Survivalist Accreditation Program, Firearm and Weapon Safety Accreditation Program. Build on 10 Acres of owned land. (Credit to Orion Ultior) Rolled:
D100 => 74
As much as the City Council loathed the fact you were developing a Gymnasium and community center in the Hills, they couldn't say no without a huge amount of public backlash, seeing as you were considered a pillar of the Beverly Hills community, despite being rather aloof and otherwise being a bit distant to all the other stars that lived there.
They were more than happy to accept but stipulated that, as you were running a private facility, your insurance on the building might be higher than normal.
That was fine.
Because honestly, you had money to burn.
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---[X] Part I: The Bruce Lee Memorial Martial Arts and Stunts Program: (Action Cinematography)
----[X] Before Construction begins, Ask Linda Lee for permission to use her late husband's name and likeness for the gym. Emphasize dedication to youth outreach and forwarding Bruce's philosophy and contributions towards cinema. If Linda refuses, accept and change gym name to Bruce O'Brian Gym and Community Center and Bruce O'Brian Martial Arts and Stunts Program. Rolled:
D100 => 87
Linda was… honestly quite shocked when you told her the news. "You would do that for Bruce?" She asked, almost without any more words to say.
"He helped me in more ways than I could possibly imagine, helped me become the man I am today Linda… This is the least I can do for-"
"Bruce." She said your name with a smile, as she put her hand on your own. "I… can't accept this. I… I don't think he would want this."
"Yes, he would. We'd just be lying to ourselves and wondering how he would see it when we already know the answer." You replied. "I… won't do this without your permission… or your blessing."
Linda was quiet for a long time, her mind deep in thought before she finally said. "On one condition."
"Name it."
"If someone ever tries to buy this property from you, or tries to… do anything that could dishonor Bruce's name… you let me know." She replied.
"Of course Linda." You then nodded, as you handed over a piece of paper. The paper that could make it all possible. "Just… sign here, when you're ready."
You stood up, but then Linda said. "Bruce."
You turned around to face her. "Yeah?"
"Thank you."
You just nodded in silence. You had nothing else to say.
Reward: In Two years' time, the Facility will be operational, and while you are not running it, as Linda offered to be looking over the majority of it (says it gives her something to do most of the time when the kids are at school) you will be excepted to meet with the city council before it opens, to discuss… what the city wants.
When open, All of Hollywood will have a huge increase in opinion for you.
And when open, all Chorography rolls for all Films you produce, Star, or direct, will auto pass Chorography rolls.
Among other, huge bonuses.
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-[X]The Friendship and Brotherhood of George Lucas: George wants to hang out and have fun. DC: 30 Rolled:
D100 => 77
The roof was where George was, waiting for you.
"George, something tells me that you are tired, and overworked again, because I see a cooler of beer, and… well… you're not in the office."
George cracked one open. "Guilty."
"You know I don't drink that much." You said. "And not in America."
"Isn't going to stop me." George offered. "I'm too tired to care."
You both just sat down. "I never told you that… before you came in… I about quit this town," George said. "THX was destroying my life, my marriage, and Francis couldn't help me, try as he might. Then you came along with a hundred thousand dollars and saved my film, my career… and maybe my life. In the manner that I wanted to live that is."
You sighed. "You have the talent, I was just lucky."
"I don't believe in luck, not much anymore… But… maybe destiny… maybe fate."
You frowned. "I may believe in God George, but I don't think he was forcing me to make my choices. We both just found each other and that's probably all we needed."
George drank the whole can in a gulp. "Maybe… I just wonder what my life would be like without you, helping me along."
"I don't know George… see like you would do just fine without me." You smiled.
You both sat and drank. And I just… enjoyed the simple fact you were truly friends.
Reward: George regains his mojo, and you both cement a truly wonderful friendship.
Unknown Positive effect for you, George, and Lucasfilms unlimited.
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-[X]Modeling (High Fashion): So you got a call from a photographer in LA, some no name. But that no name works for Gucci. And he wants you on their next lineup of products. And he needs you to model for him. Which is great… one problem, you have no idea what the hell you are doing. DC: 60 Rolled:
D100 => 99
You looked at what the person who had put the clothes gave you and rolled your eyes. "Who the hell wears this? This isn't fashionable, or comfortable?"
The slacks were too tight and the shirt you were wearing was also too tight, and they were really showing off just how strong and muscular they were. And it was not helping you in the matter of making things interesting. It was like you were naked and it was not helpful.
"People with more money than sense wear this stuff, and it's not like it's going to be anything that we'll want to wear." Carrie replied as she looked at herself in the mirror. "Do you think this dress makes my butt look big?"
You frowned at that and looked at the mirror. "No." You said absent-mindedly. "If anything it draws attention to your legs."
Carrie huffed, not satisfied with the answer. "Some help you are, you have no eye for fashion."
"And you do?" You replied.
"Well…" She then huffed in embarrassment. "No."
"Ah, the power couple." The photographer said with a smile and you tried to recognize the man behind the camera. "Now, Bruce, could you please stand up, and flex your right arm."
"In what pose?" You asked as you stood up, feeling really uncomfortable with the pose.
"Any Pose." The man stated as he then gestured to Carrie. "Now, get in front of him, right in front of his arm."
Carrie did and you sighed. "Oh well, at least with George we could get back at him for this silliness."
"Hush!" The photographer stated. "You are in front of my camera."
You didn't even know this eccentric guy's name, but damn could he snap a Polaroid.
And the front page of Guuci was… well… A Spotlight of you and Carrie, in the latest of European fashion.
With you being incredibly uncomfortable in every single outfit. Like everything was made two sizes too small.
Carrie was lucky, every dress she wore made her drop-dead gorgeous.
Reward: +100,000 Dollars.
Your dignity in being in a fashion magazine that you did not like.
Yet somehow, you looked halfway decent, as well as looking downright… well, from the amount of mail that came to the Lucasfilms office… everyone wanting to find out how you look so damn good.
Carrie is lauded as the sexiest… actually, the most Beautiful woman in the world. And to most critics, it's not even close.
AN: Enjoy.
