ooc: We're in the process of formulating a half hour radio show, the following is an "introduction" script and the characters are established. Whatever you post may be used in the formulation of the radio drama, in writing you may use the palette of established characters however you may choose, also you may introduce new characters but for the sake of fiction, do try to use character names that are not already taken by RSI's. Also, try to keep to the format similar to what you see here. Being a radio for the mxo community, it would be nice to have the mxo community involved. Lets see how this unfolds ^_^.
Mystery Drama Theatre: The Makings of Episode 1
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Character list:
Butler Jones: Middle aged man with an impeccable british accent.
QT: Machine Operative, A 7 year old girl, a wacky genius of the code and predicting patterns.
Kaden: Zion Operative, an older man with a rugged voice, a cowboy with the air of a noble knight. An honorable whiskey drinkin fella. As wise as he is deadly with his guns.
Sequence: Machine Operative, a hybrid model: half man / half machine, male, in his 20s, synthetic male voice, an unparalleled code crafter.
Gyp: Merovingian Operative, a shape changing woman of disernible age, romanian accent, elite spy
Lady Serenity: Organization unspecified, a sultry woman in her 20s
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Narrator: The grand foyer of Serenity's mansion: marble tile and elaborate scuptures, artifacts from different times and different places. It is a room of power, a room of timeless wisdom, pricked with the fine touch of feminine comfort. Gathered here now are a collection of operatives, each the best of their trade specifically chosen from the ranks of the Zion, Merovingian, and Machine Organization. The cloaks were drawn at this secret meeting to discuss a matter that affected them all.
(sounds of distinct footsteps)
Butler Jones: The lady of the house will arrive shortly. She insisted that you make yourselves comfortable for the time being. Help yourselves to the bar.
QT: Kool! (squeals in delight)
Butler Jones: There is soda in the fridge behind the bar for you QT, I don't think my mistress would take too kindly to an inebriated 7 year-old. (pause) If you will excuse me.
Kaden: Here kid, just like candy.
Narrator: Kaden hands QT a shot glass of whiskey. Her eyes widen as she examines the caramel colored liquid. The air in the room is tense. Normally these operatives wouldn't be caught dead in the same room, Kaden's hand was always near his trigger; QT's mind had already created an algorithm which mapped the predictive movement of every guest. Just as QT was about to take her shot the glass vanished entirely from her fingers. Sequence, a machine operative, had decompiled the glass and the whiskey while pulling QT close to him.
QT: Awwwe Sequence.
Kaden: Kid's just having fun..
Sequence: (cuts in) Alcohol consumption is not necessary for our presence here.
Narrator: Sequence takes the code decompiled from the shot of whiskey and turns it into a bag of red gummy bears, and hands it to QT.
Sequence: Made with real fruit flavors.
QT: Thanksies! (makes a chewing and smacking noise) Want one?
Narrator: QT was faced towards what seemed to be a plain wall when she made her offering. A hush of smoke covered the room as a shadowy figure dismounted gracefully from the wall. It was Gyp, an infamous Merovingian operative.
Gyp: Not bad, little one. I think I'll try one yes?
QT: Here! Take this one!
(sound of distinct footsteps)
Butler Jones: Ladies and Gentleman, thank you for your patience. I present, Lady Serenity.
Lady Serenity: Greetings my loves, I'm pleased to see you all could make it. Gather round, I'll not waste anymore of your time.
Kaden: Fasionably late as usual m'lady?
Lady Serenity: But of course dear~
QT: (in an overly concerned voice) What's wrong, why are we here?
Lady Serenity: As you know, there have been disappearances sited from all organizations. Some of the best operatives have been reported "Missing in Action." After much research I have discovered that the operatives are in fact not missing. They have been reinserted into the pods of bluepill comatose patients. You may ask what has happened to their bodies in the real, I have reason to believe that the person behind this has operatives in the real who are very capable of infiltration and stealing the bodies while a program within the Matrix extracts their mental code, inserting those minds into the sleeping bodies of the unawakened comatose patients. This is a fairly new program and we have to work quickly. Currently we do not know who is behind this or which organization this person represents. I have gathered you all here for your various fields of expertise. QT: Machine Operative, a genius in code recognition and patterning.
QT: Hiyo!
Lady Serenity: Kanen: Zion Operative, an unequivocated gunslinger, a master of strategy and execution, not to mention a true gentleman.
Kanen: Thank you m'lady.
Lady Serenity: Sequence: Machine Operative, expert code crafter, QT's caretaker, a master of efficiency and perfection, not to mention that he's a great cook when he wants to be, aren't you sweetie?
Sequence: Flattery is not necessary.
Lady Serenity: And of course Gyp: Merovingian operative. As I'm sure you know her expertise lies in infiltration, information gathering, and of course her favorite, assassination.
Gyp: (chuckles) You are always too kind.
Lady Serenity: I have called you here because you are the best. For this purpose I ask you to work together despite your disparities in organization title. I have lost many who are dear to me as have you, and so you all will be very well compensated for your mission.
Narrator: She snaps her fingers and the Butler returns with a platter of labelled envelopes. One for each of the operatives.
Lady Serenity: Within these envelopes you will find a check and a contract, one that must be signed in blood before we can proceed to do business. The contract simply states that this is a covert operation, any leak in information on your behalf will result in your deletion. Also it states that you are not allowed to (she chuckled) kill any of your fellow associates here unless authorized personally by me. In short, any breech of contract will result in you death. May I remind you that this assignment is for the betterment of your respective organizations. We need to get to the root of these disappearances as soon as possible, I don't think any one of us can afford another loss. Are we agreed then?
Narator: Kaden, QT, Sequence, and Gyp all examined both their checks and their contracts. The so called "check" was really a small disk filled with a wealth of information, something worth more than any dollar bill or pound of gold. One by one the operatives dripped a spot of blood onto the contract's thin code collection disk. The contracts were signed and collected.
Lady Serenity: Very good. Now, where to begin..
Mystery Drama Theatre: The Makings of Episode 1
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Character list:
Butler Jones: Middle aged man with an impeccable british accent.
QT: Machine Operative, A 7 year old girl, a wacky genius of the code and predicting patterns.
Kaden: Zion Operative, an older man with a rugged voice, a cowboy with the air of a noble knight. An honorable whiskey drinkin fella. As wise as he is deadly with his guns.
Sequence: Machine Operative, a hybrid model: half man / half machine, male, in his 20s, synthetic male voice, an unparalleled code crafter.
Gyp: Merovingian Operative, a shape changing woman of disernible age, romanian accent, elite spy
Lady Serenity: Organization unspecified, a sultry woman in her 20s
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Narrator: The grand foyer of Serenity's mansion: marble tile and elaborate scuptures, artifacts from different times and different places. It is a room of power, a room of timeless wisdom, pricked with the fine touch of feminine comfort. Gathered here now are a collection of operatives, each the best of their trade specifically chosen from the ranks of the Zion, Merovingian, and Machine Organization. The cloaks were drawn at this secret meeting to discuss a matter that affected them all.
(sounds of distinct footsteps)
Butler Jones: The lady of the house will arrive shortly. She insisted that you make yourselves comfortable for the time being. Help yourselves to the bar.
QT: Kool! (squeals in delight)
Butler Jones: There is soda in the fridge behind the bar for you QT, I don't think my mistress would take too kindly to an inebriated 7 year-old. (pause) If you will excuse me.
Kaden: Here kid, just like candy.
Narrator: Kaden hands QT a shot glass of whiskey. Her eyes widen as she examines the caramel colored liquid. The air in the room is tense. Normally these operatives wouldn't be caught dead in the same room, Kaden's hand was always near his trigger; QT's mind had already created an algorithm which mapped the predictive movement of every guest. Just as QT was about to take her shot the glass vanished entirely from her fingers. Sequence, a machine operative, had decompiled the glass and the whiskey while pulling QT close to him.
QT: Awwwe Sequence.
Kaden: Kid's just having fun..
Sequence: (cuts in) Alcohol consumption is not necessary for our presence here.
Narrator: Sequence takes the code decompiled from the shot of whiskey and turns it into a bag of red gummy bears, and hands it to QT.
Sequence: Made with real fruit flavors.
QT: Thanksies! (makes a chewing and smacking noise) Want one?
Narrator: QT was faced towards what seemed to be a plain wall when she made her offering. A hush of smoke covered the room as a shadowy figure dismounted gracefully from the wall. It was Gyp, an infamous Merovingian operative.
Gyp: Not bad, little one. I think I'll try one yes?
QT: Here! Take this one!
(sound of distinct footsteps)
Butler Jones: Ladies and Gentleman, thank you for your patience. I present, Lady Serenity.
Lady Serenity: Greetings my loves, I'm pleased to see you all could make it. Gather round, I'll not waste anymore of your time.
Kaden: Fasionably late as usual m'lady?
Lady Serenity: But of course dear~
QT: (in an overly concerned voice) What's wrong, why are we here?
Lady Serenity: As you know, there have been disappearances sited from all organizations. Some of the best operatives have been reported "Missing in Action." After much research I have discovered that the operatives are in fact not missing. They have been reinserted into the pods of bluepill comatose patients. You may ask what has happened to their bodies in the real, I have reason to believe that the person behind this has operatives in the real who are very capable of infiltration and stealing the bodies while a program within the Matrix extracts their mental code, inserting those minds into the sleeping bodies of the unawakened comatose patients. This is a fairly new program and we have to work quickly. Currently we do not know who is behind this or which organization this person represents. I have gathered you all here for your various fields of expertise. QT: Machine Operative, a genius in code recognition and patterning.
QT: Hiyo!
Lady Serenity: Kanen: Zion Operative, an unequivocated gunslinger, a master of strategy and execution, not to mention a true gentleman.
Kanen: Thank you m'lady.
Lady Serenity: Sequence: Machine Operative, expert code crafter, QT's caretaker, a master of efficiency and perfection, not to mention that he's a great cook when he wants to be, aren't you sweetie?
Sequence: Flattery is not necessary.
Lady Serenity: And of course Gyp: Merovingian operative. As I'm sure you know her expertise lies in infiltration, information gathering, and of course her favorite, assassination.
Gyp: (chuckles) You are always too kind.
Lady Serenity: I have called you here because you are the best. For this purpose I ask you to work together despite your disparities in organization title. I have lost many who are dear to me as have you, and so you all will be very well compensated for your mission.
Narrator: She snaps her fingers and the Butler returns with a platter of labelled envelopes. One for each of the operatives.
Lady Serenity: Within these envelopes you will find a check and a contract, one that must be signed in blood before we can proceed to do business. The contract simply states that this is a covert operation, any leak in information on your behalf will result in your deletion. Also it states that you are not allowed to (she chuckled) kill any of your fellow associates here unless authorized personally by me. In short, any breech of contract will result in you death. May I remind you that this assignment is for the betterment of your respective organizations. We need to get to the root of these disappearances as soon as possible, I don't think any one of us can afford another loss. Are we agreed then?
Narator: Kaden, QT, Sequence, and Gyp all examined both their checks and their contracts. The so called "check" was really a small disk filled with a wealth of information, something worth more than any dollar bill or pound of gold. One by one the operatives dripped a spot of blood onto the contract's thin code collection disk. The contracts were signed and collected.
Lady Serenity: Very good. Now, where to begin..
