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Post by Nickpick on Jan 24, 2010 13:39:41 GMT -6
[glow=red,2,300]Welcome To Bad Romance[/glow]
I'll be posting the first episode very soon, just thought i confirm that i'm officially on here and i'll be posting Bad Romance instead of Legends. I hope you all enjoy
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Post by sportsfan23 on Jan 24, 2010 13:57:25 GMT -6
Great, I'm glad you came on here, most of us, including me, havent been on tv.com in a while
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Post by Nickpick on Jan 24, 2010 14:01:50 GMT -6
Awesomeness! then i'm glad i posted this story on here. Hell i'll post Legends on here too.
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Post by Frostbite200 on Jan 24, 2010 14:06:43 GMT -6
Awesomeness! then i'm glad i posted this story on here. Hell i'll post Legends on here two You mean "Too", right?
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Post by Nickpick on Jan 24, 2010 14:27:18 GMT -6
Haha i wrote more at the end. I put 'Hell i'll even put Legends Season Two' but i ended up erasing it and didn't erase the two part. Thanks!
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Post by Nickpick on Jan 24, 2010 14:45:44 GMT -6
[glow=red,2,300]Bad Romance[/glow]
Episode 1, Chapter 1: J'veux ton amour Et je veux ton revenge J'veux ton amour
The rain poured, big drops of water that would soak you in seconds. It was minutes before midnight; I let the pain travel through out my body, giving me a numb that I secretly craved for
“EM!”
I heard Ze yell at me but in my head it was an echo, I stared at him, not putting any attention on Ze but on Ki as he lied on the floor, dead.
“We need to go! Hear me! We need to go!”
Ze, He looked like the rest of us, even the girls. We all had shaved heads, it was protocol after all. Ze was the oldest out of the group that escaped with us but in this place age had no importance. Ze was young, 13 in fact. His eyes were brown to the point they looked black, seriously I mean point a flashlight at him and they still look black. It was easy to tell he had black hair; he was cute for his age. I hardly remember myself with hair, I remember the feel. The long brown hair that curled at the end…there’s that memory. I looked at Ze with my big blue eyes; we both wore the standard uniform required. A tight black suit that resembled a wet suit, no legs or arm sleeve but it was meant that way, even though we were broken, they still try to break us. “What about Ki?”
Ze looked at me then he looked at Ki’s motionless body
“He’s somewhere better, trust me…please, we need to move outta here!”
I nod, he grabbed my hand and we started to run. We didn’t stop running, the dogs barked and the helicopters screamed in the air. Jeeps bounced about in the middle of the large wet forest. We met the group that escaped with us; it was Ze and I with 6 other kids. If we were spotted, they shoot until the round was dead but I’m sure if they could reload faster, they continue to shoot at us. But like I said, we were never captured; we ran and didn’t stop for 2 days. We had no idea where we were but it was winter by the time we found any civilization and it was snowing, hard. Blankets covered every possible bit of lands and the 8 of us spotted the small diner, 2 cars filled the empty parking lot. We were in the middle of the road, Ze walk in front of us “I’ll go inside, On, Can you search the area, keeping a low profile”
On just nodded and ran off into the parking lot, Ze looked back at me
“Em, protect them, keep them safe until I come back”
I nodded, I walked off and they followed me. There were a group of trees not to far and on the floor there was a fallen tree, we all got down and hid. I watched as Ze walked into the diner, On was the quiet one of the group and we usually didn’t talk. His hair was beginning to grow faster. He didn’t have a shaved head anymore but he had about a half a inch of hair, brown but beautiful. On looked at the cars, he walked up to the biggest, a 2004 Brown Van. He walked up to the door and grabbed the handle.
“Em, I’m so cold”
Ne, the youngest of the group, only 10 years old, so small walked up to me. She was shaking while she held herself. We were taught to control our body temperature, we all knew how to stay warm in winter and stay cold in the summer even though it was never hot where we were. Always wet and cold, Ne sat next to me and I held her. I looked back over at the diner and standing before us was a large man, wearing black armor, his face was hidden behind a mask, keeping him from becoming cold and protected him from handgun bullets. I stared at him with fear, Boogeyman. This was the man they sent when they wanted something done, quick, fast and clean. All the children stared at him, they began to scream
“EM!”
I looked at the diner and Ze was being taken away by two men. Suddenly the Boogeyman was stricken down, On stood there with a large piece of wood.
“Follow me”
On spoke quickly, we all stood up and ran, following On. He lead us to the brown van, sliding the door open as we all ran in. On looked at the soldiers taking Ze away
“We got them, Full Moon Diner”
One soldier spoke in the walkie, On swung the wood around and hit the first soldier that ran at him, Two other soldiers aimed their guns at him and begin to shot, On ducks and rolls, taking the handgun from the down soldier and quickly shooting both soldiers, They fall down and On spins the gun on his fingers, so fast it’s a blur. He stops and grabs the machine gun on the back of the down soldier. He takes the handgun and in a simple motion, just swinging his arm to the right, shooting both soldiers holding Ze, Ze falls to the ground and runs off, On takes the other handgun from another solider and spins them around
“We need to go!”
Ze yells, On throws Ze the machine gun, Ze puts it around his back and gets in the driver seat.
“On, let’s go!”
Military hummers starting coming down the street, On shook his head in refusal, smiling as he did so. He closed the sliding door and Ze hits the wheel then starts it up, He backs it up and speeds off. I quickly look out the window and watch On. He walks in the middle of the street before the hummers and spins his guns around
“We need to go back!”
“One day we’ll save him…I promise”
Ze said, not taking his eyes off the road. On starts shooting at the weak points of the hummers as the came closer, Ze turned the corner and that was the last time I saw On.
[glow=red,2,300]-Bad Romance-[/glow]
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Post by jukenami on Jan 24, 2010 22:49:48 GMT -6
AHHH. The French thang is the French part from Bad Romance. But- I still dont get how the title has anything to do with the story. I know you got your inspiration from the video of Bad Romance, but still. And on a random note- my signature is lyrics from Bad Romance. ![:D](//storage.proboards.com/forum/images/smiley/grin.png) *Shows it off*
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Post by Nickpick on Jan 25, 2010 1:10:33 GMT -6
It has nothin to do with the series just needed a better title. Just a fun little idea! Nice sig!
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Post by Nickpick on Jan 25, 2010 11:36:08 GMT -6
Bad Romance
Episode 1, Chapter 2: Sector C
--2018--
I can’t remember much of what happened; it’s all bits an piece in my head and I hoped to know the full story soon because was I either had to start a new life or embrace what I was to become, some escaped mental patient? I don’t remember anything that is even related to that. I don’t remember why I was escaping or even where or even with whom. Doc says it might my mind blocking my past out of my head so I won’t get hurt by them but how do I know these memories are painful?, maybe they’ll help me understand this strange tattoo on my wrist. ‘EM’ in small bold letters is the real only thing that’s connected to my past, It’s also why I wore 3 bracelets on that arm so no one can see it, I hide my past, I make sure it’s the past but it still doesn’t mean I don’t want to remember it “EMILY!”
19 years old Emily (Em) Rose taps her fingers against the counter, daydreaming. She has hair to her shoulder that curls at the end; she’s beautiful and matured but she isn’t skinny but though, her arms are small but they have muscles, she wears a white muscle shirt that stops above her belly button and a black vest over it, her eyes are blue and her skin is a light tan. She looks over from hearing her name; her boss is 6’1 with white hair, black bold glasses, wearing a purple long sleeve and dark blue skinny jeans with a silver chain hanging from it. There was no fad in the future; everyone had their own sense of style and that was that. She smiles, revealing her perfect teeth
“Sully, I was just finishing my break”
Her voice is beautiful, tough and but it sounded tough too. The boss hands her a chart, she takes it
“Then I’m on perfect timing, you and Squints need to head to Sector C and deliver...”
“This”
Squint held the small box between Sully and Emily, Squint was your average guy, 5’7 with brown that was combed back but spiked up in the front and green eyes, He wore a brown jacket with a blue shirt underneath that.
“My name is Quinn, Not Squints”
“Well how about Q?”
Squint thinks about it then shrugs
“Doesn’t bother me”
“Good now go, Live up to our logo, go go...Hurry”
Sully rushes Squint and Emily off, Emily and Squint walk to the back where Emily’s motorcycle waited, Squint stopped
“Oh no, I’m not going on that. Last time you almost hit an old lady and lost the package. I think we should travel in safety”
Moments pass and Squint is driving a huge truck, Emily rests her head on her fist
“This is fun isn’t it?”
Squint says, smiling
“We would have been there and back already”
Emily points out in a low and calm tone, angry calm. Squint rolls his eyes
“Yeah, two dogs, an old lady and 6 kids would all be in the hospital because of you”
Emily reaches for the radio and switches it on
“Dr. Mason Fields will be holding a party to celebrate his recent discovery”
Emily makes a disgusted face and turns the radio off, Squint looks at Emily from the corner of his eyes every so often; he takes a deep breath and swallows a odd amount of spit, getting nervous as time passes
“So Emily, What are you doing tomorrow…Friday, tomorrow is Friday so what are you doing then?”
Emily looks over at him with an eyebrow raised and slight smile growing
“You okay?”
“Fine, I’m...fine”
He nervously smiles
“Nothing is planned, why?”
“Good, I um...Would you want to...”
Emily looks out the window as they enter Sector C of New York City. Sector C was full of nothing but thieves and criminals, the police gave up on Sector C.
“Slow down, you’ve never been in Sector C before, there are rules”
“Rules?”
“I’ll tell you about them later, it’s important you drive slow, make this turn”
They drive around the corner, driving to the end of the block, on the sidewalk nothing but mysterious people filled with loud people all look alike, criminals covered in tattoos. Squint parks the car, Emily grabs the chart
“This is it, let’s go”
They get out and walk up the steps to the already open door, they walk in and quickly walk up the steps to the 3rd floor, they find the apartment door, Emily knocks on it, Squint holds the package as hall is empty. On the other side all that’s heard is chains being unlocked, bolts being unlocked until the door opens, Standing there is a 5’9 with spiky black hair, he’s shirtless and has no shoes or socks on, only jeans. Emily stares at him, she feels odd as he stares at her. Squint stares at them both
“Um Hi, We’re from Zip-It”
He snaps out of it, and then Emily does. He looks at Squint
“Are you Ezekiel Black?”
He nods, Emily hands him the chart, he takes it then the she reaches in her pocket for the pen
“You’ll need to sign”
She hands him the pen, He reaches for it, both hold on to it when Emily spots the black bold tattoo on the man’s wrist. Her eyes are wide with shock, She stares at the two letter tattoo on his wrist ‘ZE’, She grabs his arm
“Who are you?”
[glow=red,2,300]-Bad Romance-[/glow]
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Post by Nickpick on Feb 3, 2010 14:39:34 GMT -6
[glow=red,2,300]Bad Romance[/glow]
Episode 1, Chapter 3: Brothers & Sisters
Another memory I have is of me, I’m young and I can tell I’m scared. I’m in the corner of a dark room with the blankets to my chest; I feel the loud thunder breaking through the sky. Lot of times this memory keeps me going, a lot of times I keeps me up at night, crying and feeling lost. I don’t remember my parents or any family. I’ve always been alone, scared of life when it all started making sense, I have memories that start at the age of 17 and up. Not much to rely on but this man has some connection to my past; we share a similar tattoo or mark on our wrist. He’s another piece to this puzzle
Ezekiel jerks his arm out of her grasp; her face isn’t angry, more narrowed and curious. Squint’s eyes shift back and forth, between the two.
“It’s none of your damn business”
“No, it is because…”
Emily pulls her bracelets down, revealing ‘EM’ same as Ezekiel’s ‘ZE’. Ezekiel’s face goes from angry to full of wonder and shock. He stares at her mark then looks at her
“Where did you get that?”
“I don’t know, you tell me?”
“If I knew then I’d tell you. Wait...Do you suffer from Amnesia?”
Emily smiles
“Please don’t tell me you do too?”
“Yeah, Come in…I guess we have some catching up to discuss”
Ezekiel stands aside and Emily walks off
“Emily…You can stay here and play wanderer but I’m going to go back to work, you’re not coming?”
“Not today, Sully can fire me if he likes…this is more important than any job”
“Fine, call me if you need a ride”
She nods, Squint hands Ezekiel his package, He takes it and closes the door. Ezekiel puts the package down on the table of his really nice apartment. Emily was caught off on how expensive everything looked but she didn’t put to much thought into it
“We’re not related are we?”
Emily quickly says, Ezekiel smiles
“I honestly don’t know, please take a seat. I’m going to get a shirt”
Emily takes a seat, she signs. Ezekiel returns, pulling the shirt down, He walks to the couch and takes a seat
“Okay, let’s start from the beginning”
He holds his hand out
“Ezekiel Black”
She smiles and shakes it
“Emily Rose”
He nods, they release the grip
“Okay, let’s put the pieces together shall we?”
--Meanwhile--
Squint leaves Sector C and drives into Sector B of New York, he takes his cell out and dials a number
“Emily’s catching on…”
“Hello to you too”
The other line sarcastically said, Squint gets mad
“Emily will know by day’s end. Either you make it work now Mark or I’ll make it happen”
He hangs up, Squint looks over at his wrist, marked on his wrist is ‘QC’, He throws his phone to the other window, angry
[glow=red,2,300]-Bad Romance-[/glow] [/color]
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Post by Nickpick on Feb 4, 2010 14:24:57 GMT -6
[glow=red,2,300]Bad Romance[/glow]
“I don’t remember much”
Ezekiel says as he grips his coffee with both hands, Head looking straight at his cup of coffee as they sat in a small diner in Sector B of New York City. Ezekiel just wore a muscle shirt with a black coat over it. Emily stared straight at Ezekiel; the only link to her past could be answered over a cup of coffee. Ezekiel looked up at her; his eyes were watery as he looked past her at the other people
“They locked us up. I remember the torture and the pain. The beatings and bruises, the smell and taste of blood, tears and crying filled the room”
Ezekiel wiped his eyes before the tears could fall.
“I don’t remember any of that, I remember you and that’s about it”
“Well you’re lucky…What I’d give to forget”
He sips his coffee; she stares dead at him with a determined look
“You told me you suffer from amnesia also. Is it possible it’s more than coincidence?”
“Possibly but then again I did fall two stories out of a building to my death but i survived instead”
“Well these tears, the blood…where was it held? Who did it?”
“I don’t know. The nightmares only show me what I don’t want to know. I do remember snow, lots and lots of snow”
“Me too”
Ezekiel nods then scoffs
“It’s funny, when I first saw you, I mean the moment…no, the second I saw you…I knew that I was saved”
“Saved?”
“Call me sappy but I thought you’d be the one to finally end the nightmares. I guess there is no end down the rabbit hole”
A tears escapes Ezekiel and slides down his face
---Sector A, Zip-It---
Squint walks into the office where Sully is writing down on the holo-board. (A chart only futuristic), He looks up at Squint
“Where’s Emily? She has another route to do before she’s off”
Squint is angry as he walks straight to the back
“Squint! Squint!”
Sully calls off; Sully sighs heavily and goes back to working. Squint walks into the bathroom, where another guy uses the urinal.
“Out”
Squint says quietly, the older, tougher man scoffs and continues
“I said…”
Squint walks up to him, grabs him by the back of the jacket and his hair and forces him out the bathroom down, landing face down on the ground
“Out”
Squint closes the door and locks it. He walks up to the sink and turns it on, He splashes water on his face then puts his hands down on the sink, he stares at himself in the mirror. He looks away and hits the Instant Dry button on device near the sink, it blows out a hot air that doesn’t burn the skin but dries the water. He grabs a paper towel and dries his face. He takes his phone out and dials a number, putting the phone to his right ear once it starts dialing. The line picks up
“Quinn, wasn’t expecting a call from you so soon? It’s once a month remember?”
“Yeah Jay, I’m sorry. Listen I need you check up someone from me”
Jay was an old friend of Squint (Quinn); He was a Police Officer of Sector B and a damn good one too. Jay was 6’1, average size man, usual brown coat and khaki pants and brown hair that put Jim Morrison of The Doors to shame. Jay straightens up at his desk
“I hope it’s not a Vexxon cause our server is missing up on anybody who’s a Vexxon”
“What? No…His name is Ezekiel Black, He lives in Sector C, I don’t know the name of his apartments but I do know its Apartment number 1106”
“All I really need was a name but thanks anyway, I have a match”
“Ezekiel Black, 19 years old, lives in Sector C. No family, No hospital records, He changed his name last year …wait…”
“What?”
Squint says with a quiet yet eager tone. Jay reads the file on the laptop, he scrolls down but touching the screen with his finger
“He has a file I’ve never seen in my 15 years. Besides being listed as deceased, it also has information that…woah!”
“What? What happened?”
“I don’t know the file just disappeared, now my computers missing up”
“Damn it. What did it say?”
“It said Ezekiel was charged for murder that happened when he had to be around 8”
“8 year olds don’t commit murder”
“Well that’s not the freaky part; the freaky part is who deleted the file from my computer that the academy promised was impossible to hack. Whoever your dealing with or whoever this Ezekiel Black guy is. I’d watch your back”
“Thanks Jay, Also…Jay keep this between us”
“Yeah, Later Quinn”
“Right”
Squint hangs up and pockets his phone; He unlocks the door where the man waits for him. Squint reaches into his pocket and pulls out 200 Caps (Dollars) and smacks it down on the other man’s hands.
“Speak to Sully about this; I’ll snap your neck”
Squint walks off; the man shrugs and puts the money in his pocket.
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Jay stands up from his chair, he grabs his coat
“Detective Beegk”
He looks over at two figures, which he couldn’t see their faces. The sunlight was so bright it blinded Jay
“Yeah”
Two shots ring out, both hit Jay in the chest, Jay falls down on the chair, the chair slides back and he falls on the floor. Other officers run in, guns drawn but all they see is Jay bleeding on the ground and nobody around.
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Ezekiel straightens his coat as they walk out of the diner; Emily has her hands tucked into her pockets while Ezekiel puts his hood up. They stand there, not speaking anything. Ezekiel looks over at the street, Emily reaches into her pocket and pulls out a card and Ezekiel looks over
“If you need to contact me”
Ezekiel took the card, he looks down at it
“Zip it…”
“Turn it around”
He turns it around; on the back is Emily’s phone number
“If we’re going to figure out who we are then we better stay in contact”
“How about we have coffee tomorrow, same time”
Emily smiles with her lips and nods once
“See you then”
Emily walks off, Ezekiel looks at the coming traffic and runs across the street. Emily turns the corner when a man bumps into her, He quickly puts his hand behind her back, stopping her from falling. She turns and looks at the man. 5’9, short brown hair but his face was young, almost model like with green eyes and flawless skin. Someone like that was common in Sector A but this guy gave her a strange feeling in the pit of her stomach. Her face was disturbed. She nods and walks off, questioning what happened. She takes a couple of steps then turns around, the man is gone
[glow=red,2,300]-Bad Romance-[/glow] [/center]
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