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    86 KB /tg/ Trailers Anonymous 10/01/11(Sat)23:54 No.16490563  
    Two men stand in a nondescript room, smoking nonchalantly. Both are dressed in uniforms that would indicate high rank. One is reading a file.
    >Man reading file snorts and tosses the file across the table
    “If anyone but you had brought me something like this, I’d have had them executed for spreading misinformation.”
    >Second man smiles
    “And you wonder why you haven’t heard about this until now.”
    >First man continues frowning.
    “You expect me to believe that one man, that THIS man, defeated, on his own, a Charnel Daemon…
    >Cut to footage of said Daemon swatting aside Space Marines
    “…a Bloodletter, a Juggernaut of Khorne, the Beast of Solomon…
    >Cut to footage of creatures tearing through an underhive, scattering soldiers and civilians.
    “…An Unbound Daemonhost, and an Ork Warboss?”
    >Footage of the two duking it out amidst a cascade of high explosives. Second man nods
    “Whether you believe it or not, it happened. If even half of this is true, he is the most blessed man this Imperium has seen in decades. In centuries.
    >First man chews on his lho stick
    “Or the luckiest. Or the most corrupted.”
    >Footage of intense firefight within a ship. Close-up on space pirates laying down automatic fire before their leader pales, grabs his comrades and screams at them to stop shooting. Camera follows his gaze, and we see a man covered head-to-toe in primed explosives walking towards them. His face is not seen, although it’s fairly easy to tell he’s rather plump. Return to the room, where the second man frowns
    “True enough. In any case, he’s worth keeping an eye on, is he not?”
    >First man picks the file back up and leafs through it.
    “What did you say his name was again?”
    >Camera switches to front-view of plump man, moving slowly upwards until it reaches his face. The second man is heard.
    “Castus Grendel.”
    >> Anonymous 10/01/11(Sat)23:55 No.16490571
    >Fire Head by Epic Score begins to play as an action montage kicks off. An enormous tank decked out in arcane symbols charges a Bloodletter. The fat man leaps upon what looks like an avatar of destruction itself, an eight-foot-tall beast of a man covered in living, gnashing armor. A Sister of Battle kisses a bewildered Grendel and begins to disrobe.
    >Grendel charges out of a building and dives for a discarded snazzgun as an Unbound Daemonhost and an Ork Warboss trade colossal punches. Grendel runs for safety amidst a hailstorm of explosives, carrying the Sister of Battle
    >Song comes to a climax as we witness Grendel riding a Juggernaut of Khorne, which is currently entangled with the writhing Beast of Solomon and a Bloodletter and heading straight towards a cliff. The pile of monsters careens off the edge, Grendel leaping off at the last second and stretching towards the edge of the cliff. Fade to black.


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    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)00:21 No.16490817
    >A news anchor is reporting with an image of a ruined Miami shown.
    The incident in Miami that occurred earlier this month seemed to be only the beginning. This string of citywide attacks has been thought to be linked to the organisation Arkh-"
    >The tv flicks to another channel, showing a devastated Chicago.
    "-reports of strange creatures attacking civilians and-"
    >Flicks again to images of military blockades.
    "The army has begun mobilising to combat the threat. A nationwide state of emergency has been declared."
    >Flicks again.
    "More reports of the unprecedented coup in Germany-"
    >tv channels continue to change rapidly, each time only brief images.
    "Strange reptilian beast/dangerous radioactive readings from/military powerless/reports of several individuals/new sightings of a strange being/
    >Shots continue as the camera pans out to a small apartment. A young girl is lying in front of the tv, and a man and woman lay cuddled together on a couch. The woman sighs, before getting up and moving to the window. Grabbing a fedora from a coat hook she says:
    "I'll be back for dinner"
    >The woman takes a single leap out the window. The camera leans out, showing only a brief glimpse of a pair of red wings. Cut to black, and the number 82 in red fades in and begins to run like blood before pooling into the date 4/20/13
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)00:38 No.16490968
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    >We see a white screen... slowly fades to show the top of a tree. Slowly it pans lower to show a family sitting under the tree. Enjoying a picnic.
    Some people... want to enjoy life.
    >The screen fades to white... and then shows a woman sitting at a desk as a man comes up to her. She smiles and greets him.
    We here at Pentex. Are dedicated to providing families across the world, with a level of comfort and affordability unprecedented.
    >We cut to white again to see the kids playing in a field.
    Providing families with health and safety benefits, unseen in other companies.
    >We cut to a woman standing in an office, she turns and smiles at the camera.
    "I'm a Pentex employee and I'm here to help YOU!"
    >We cut to a man standing in front of a plant that's leaking smog into the atmosphere, but it's in the background and the lighting makes it look warm and inviting.
    "I'm a Pentex employee and I'm here to help YOU!"
    >We cut to the family and all the people we saw in the trailer and a whole bunch more now standing in the field, looking at the camera.
    "We're Pentex. And we're here to help YOU!"
    >Cuts to white. Pentex logo slowly appears on screen.
    Pentex... a family corpora-
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)00:39 No.16490971

    >Static starts to cut in... slowly it completely hijacks the signal and we see a guy fiddling with a camera. An iguana sits on his back.
    "Stupid fucking... IS THIS ON!?"
    >We see someone grab his shoulder.
    >He shrugs the grab off and looks back at the camera.
    >Static, cuts back to the man, looking deathly serious as a man in a white lab coat stands behind him.
    >Cuts to static again, then back as we see him standing in front of a muscular man relaxing on a couch
    Cuts to static and back as we see him in a kitchen with a woman in the garb of a nun sitting there.
    "BE AFRAID!"
    >Finally someone in a professional looking suit grabs his arm and pulls the camera away. Cuts to static and then black.

    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)01:18 No.16491247
    Ignore what science has told you.
    >The sun rises over a red horizon.
    It has lied to keep you in your place.
    >The Full moon rises over a canyon.
    Know that the world was once a place of greatness.
    >A swarm of stars shoots across the sky.
    Know that there was once an age of dreams...and an age of Sorrow.
    > A golden circle appears on the screen.
    Know that in this age there were those who were...
    >A pair of eyes opens below the circle.

    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)01:25 No.16491310
    >The sound of gun fire and shells hitting a bunker. We see two Imperial Guardsmen.
    "The orks just broke through the right flank."
    "Damn where is our back up?"
    >A Nob busts through the wall and smashes one of the Guardsmen.
    "By the Throne."
    >A lashot blasts into the nob taking it to the ground. The man looks up and sees a shadowy figure standing behind him.
    "Your back up is here son."
    >The figure pulls out a cigar and lights it.
    "It's too late sir, the Ork have us out numbered."
    >The massive figure of a warhound titan comes into view behind the figure.
    "Well I think I have something to say about that."

    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)01:28 No.16491333
    Any requests?
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)01:31 No.16491373
    do some /tg/ quests
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)01:34 No.16491398
    Fuck. Yes.

    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)01:34 No.16491401
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)01:35 No.16491418
    What are the 82 and Mage ones based off of?
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)01:36 No.16491422
    Do Mount and Blade
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)01:47 No.16491542
    Could someone do one about paladins kicking ass and fighting evil? Bonus points for guardian angels and a nerd becoming a hero.
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)01:48 No.16491555

    Mage one is based off a Mage: The Awakening game I'm in.
    >> Servant of the Emperor 10/02/11(Sun)01:49 No.16491564
    i love that that guy is actually CANON NOW.
    Radicals Handbook.
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)01:49 No.16491566
    >We see an urban skyline at sunset, fading to hundreds of people rushing in a city square.

    VO: We're prisoners.

    >We close in on an average (maybe a bit short, possibly balding) man in a business suit, pulling a carton of cigarettes from his breast pocket. He lights one, taking a long drag.

    VO: We're locked in here, in this World of Darkness, fated to live in misery, working for masters we don't even know exist. But we don't have to stay that way.

    >The man blows the smoke into the air, and watches the smoke congeal into a picture of the man getting shot in the back of the head by a police officer. Meanwhile, a police officer writing a ticket freezes, and his head quickly tilts to one side, cracking. He pulls out a gun and advances on the business man.

    VO: There's a power in us all, the power to change minds, change ourselves, and change the world. Mankind has a lost history, stolen from us all. You can take it back. You can take the power that's rightfully yours.

    >As the police man gets close enough to fire, the businessman sidesteps and punches the cop, his fist sparking with yellow energy. The policeman is knocked on his ass, and we see the businessman walk into a nearby alley. He looks back at the policeman with a pained expression and vanishes.

    VO: But first, you have to wake up.

    >Cut to black, as the Mage the Awakening logo fades onto the screen. It fades away to reveal the tagline: "Nothing is True, Everything is Permitted". Then, "Coming Soon."
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)02:04 No.16491691
    >We cut to a woman tucking her kids in.
    "Mommy. I'm scared..."
    "Don't be scared sweetie. There's nothing out there that can harm you."
    >We cut to her turning out the lights and closing the door. The kid lays back down... only for something to start crawling out of the bed. Cut to black
    VO: For years. They've stolen us.
    >We cut to a towering view of a city.
    VO: Hiding in the places we seldom look.
    >We see a man in a business suit stand up, his shadow suddenly casting a silhouette of him with horns and a tail.
    VO: We are your brothers and sisters who were stolen from you.
    >We cut to a scene of a girl talking to her friends. A girl who looks exactly like her walks by and keeps her eyes on her.
    VO: Though you may not even know it.
    >We cut to a man with ridiculously long legs and arms wave his hand in front of a brick wall as it implodes to reveal a giant market full of strange and mystical creatures.
    VO: We are your most enchanted dreams.
    >We see a man bend over, his face going through a shadow as his smile seems to stretch impossibly wide around his cheeks.
    VO: And your most terrible nightmares.
    >We finally see a big talon foot hit the ground as we see a griffon standing there. Looking feral and demented as a group of people walk up to it. Each looking of different social classes and ethnicities.
    VO: We're the Lost.
    >The giffon flies at them. We cut to a scene of various mythological creatures standing up in front of various people and standing among others in strange urban settings. A castle appearing at the top of a skyscraper, a beautiful woman in a puffy pink dress slowly walking down a sidewalk with a knife, a dragon-man breathing fire at a bunch of armed guards.
    VO: And we seek to be found.
    >Cuts to more action scenes of mythological creatures fighting in an urban setting.


    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)02:06 No.16491709
    >A smoking man in a business suit is walking in front of several wounded men.
    "So let me get this straight. These four blew up the front door..."
    >A pair of double doors explode showing a thin figure tossing a boomb up and down.
    "They then proceded to take out the first set of guards with a sword..."
    >A much larger figure with horns swings a huge katana at a group of guards armed with assualt rifles.
    "They then prodeced to hack into our most advanced security system."
    >A very short figure pulls a bundle of wires out from behind his head and plugs it into a computer.
    "Then lost our pursuit team by throwing fire balls at them."
    >A man in a trench coat stands on top of van throwing explosive balls of fire at guys on motorcycles.
    "I just have one question."
    >The man puts out his cigarette.

    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)02:11 No.16491746
    >some /tg/ quests

    Do the most out there /tg/ quests.
    >> Johnny Writefag 10/02/11(Sun)02:11 No.16491751
    >Entry scene: dark basement, dimly lit by candles. Figures surround a red pentagram
    "The ritual shall be completed tonight?"
    "Yes. By the stroke of midnight, all will begin and all will end."
    >The figures are hooded, though their eyes glow red
    "Decades in the making, and yet hours away. I almost can't stand it."
    "We have waited this long. Surely you can wait a while longer."
    >One of the figures smiles, revealing enlarged eyeteeth
    "Soon, the nosferatu shall rule again. Soon, the night shall no longer be our prison. SOON, THE DHAMPYR SHALL-"
    >The room lights up; somebody has flipped a light switch. The figures all spin, confused, to look at the doorway. A slightly overweight man in a bathrobe, eyes bloodshot, is eating a bowl of cereal.
    "Did you take the Doritos, Bill? I can't find them, like, anywhere and I need Doritos right now."
    >One of the figures groans
    "For the last time, my name is Darkheart Sunsbane!"
    >The man in the bathrobe munches nonchalantly
    "Whatever. Do you have the Doritos?"
    "Did you check the pantry? Where they ALWAYS ARE?"
    "Oh, good idea, man! By the way, my half of the rent's gonna be a bit late this month. That cool?"
    "No, that is NOT COO-"
    >The man in the bathrobe walks back out the door, the hooded figure swearing under his breath as he scurries over to flip the light switch.

    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)02:24 No.16491840
    >Gloomy shot inside a tavern. People are huddled in fear. Two men at the bar are heard.
    "We need to get out of this town. The orc army is on its way."
    "And it seemed those so called heroes have fled, leaving the rest of us to die."
    >A cloaked figure in the corner stands up. The clinking of mail can be hear; he slings a massive sword over his shoulder and walks out of the tavern. Cut to black.
    >New shot: a forest clearing ringed by orcs. In one direction is the body of a slain dragon, now burning. In the centre of the clearing stands the leader of the orcs, his axe held before him. The circle parts, and the hooded figure limps into view. Drawing his blade he charges, but trips a few feet away on a tree root. His stumble sees him pass safely under an axe swing, and bury his sword in the orc's chest. As they both crash to the ground, the side of his neck strikes the blade, slicing open his throat. A bird's eye shot slowly zooms out from the two bodies, now in a growing pool of blood.

    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)02:25 No.16491849
    Awesome work OP! Do one for Warhammer Fantasy
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)02:43 No.16491985

    >We fade into a view of a forest from just above the trees, a forest that expands in every direction as far as the eye can see. We descend into the trees, down through the branches to the forest floor.
    >When we reach the ground floor, there's a moment of stillness. A large chickadee flies by. Another moment passes.
    >And then the underbrush explodes as a huge owlbear bursts through in hot pursuit of the chickadee
    >The chickadee weaves between the trees as the owlbear hoots and roars behind it, diving between branches that are then ripped from the trees. The owlbear is gaining ground, but the chickadee sees something up ahead and puts on one last burst of speed.
    >We follow in front of them as the chickadee shoots out of the forest and the owlbear explodes out after it, its arm reaching...and falling just short as the owlbear falls down the cliff it didn't see.
    >The chickadee wheels around as the owlbear falls, pulling up. As it hits apogee, it holds for a moment, and then dives like a streaking bullet. It impacts with the owlbear's skull mere moments before it hits the ground, sending up a huge cloud of dust.
    >We travel up the owlbear's leg as chopping sounds are heard. We reach the head just as the chickadee pulls the owlbear's beak free.
    >There's a rustle of cape as the chickadee throws the beak, with a bit of skin serving as the cape, around its shoulders.
    >We quickly move in to a closeup as the chickadee turns its head over its shoulder, facing the camera, beak like a cowl over it.
    >Cut to black. Then a title card comes up;

    >> (part 1) Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)02:51 No.16492044

    VO: In a time of great darkness...
    >Image of foreboding mountains, fiery red sunset.
    VO: and great suffering...
    >Night mediaeval street, Empire flagellates walking.
    VO: There can only be...
    >Shadows creep over broken rocky ground.
    VO: Chaos.
    >Hordes of daemons. Bloodletters saunter across the landscape, luminescent Horrors meld and twist in moonlight, Greater Daemons roar.
    VO: But with conviction...
    >Brettonian donning armour in candlelight.
    VO: Guile...
    >Wood Elf peers through foliage in moonlight.
    VO: and strength...
    >Dwarf Slayer breathes heavily.
    VO: <dramatic pause> ... there could be.
    >Fade to black
    VO: Hope.

    Text: Warhammer Fantasy.
    >> (part2) Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)02:53 No.16492055
    VO: In a time of great darkness...
    >Image of foreboding mountains, fiery red sunset.
    VO: and great suffering...
    >Night mediaeval street, Empire flagellates walking.
    VO: There can only be...
    >Shadows creep over broken rocky ground.
    VO: Chaos.
    >Hordes of daemons. Bloodletters saunter across the landscape, luminescent Horrors meld and twist in moonlight, Matt Ward roars.
    VO: But with conviction...
    >Brettonian donning armour in candlelight.
    VO: Guile...
    >Wood Elf peers through foliage in moonlight.
    VO: and strength...
    >Dwarf Slayer breathes heavily.
    VO: <dramatic pause> ... there could be.
    >Fade to black
    VO: Hope.

    Text: Warhammer Fantasy Battles: 9th Edition.
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)03:09 No.16492154
    this thread is righteous
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)03:10 No.16492161

    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)03:26 No.16492252
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    It happened with out warning.
    >Pan down onto city street, people running frantically.
    >Fades to show the back of a girls head as she puts on headphones.
    Zombies of all things would be the device to end humanity.
    >Zombies shamble behind the crowd.
    >Fades to the torso of a boy in a wheel chair loading a SAW
    Many people were caught unprepared
    >Camera focuses on a business man running in the crowd suddenly trip.
    >Another shot of the back of someones head as they put on a luchador mask.
    You would think with all the movies..
    >Zombie pounces on fallen business men
    ...video games....
    >man gets bitten
    ...and comics
    >zombie swallows a hunk of flesh.
    Someone would have paid attention..
    >the sound of a rocket echos as a rocket hammer takes the zombies head clean off
    Someone did
    >image pans down to a group of five people
    His name is Dominic D
    >see pic
    and he and his friends are here to kick some ass.
    >Zombie Quest logo flashes.
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)03:32 No.16492273
    DO one about Iron Hand Straken.
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)03:43 No.16492327
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    Do X-COM
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)10:25 No.16494918
    >underground tunnels, some mist and lot of shadows
    >a nervous looking, well dressed man wanders around, papers in his hand
    >he encounters a bum in the tunnels. Bum asks him:
    Did we win the war?
    >after hesitation the well dressed man answers
    >bum starts crying, well dressed man go away. screen fades
    Delta Green - No Hope Just Duty
    >> Xeno! 10/02/11(Sun)10:31 No.16494955
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    No movie for me?
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)10:33 No.16494963
    Winona Ryder is now too old to impersonate you, baby...
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)10:33 No.16494964
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    I would watch the fuck out of an X-Com movie.
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)10:34 No.16494968
    I will gladly settle for Anne Hathaway with short hair.
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)10:36 No.16494983
    she's got a huge mouth, and a little boy's body. So, CGI, ahoy!
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)10:38 No.16494997
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    Who would play Anima?
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)10:39 No.16495008
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    >This thread
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)10:40 No.16495014
    maaaaybe Uma Thurman
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)10:43 No.16495036
    I remember this
    Dude was a jerk
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)10:44 No.16495052
    I'd much rather see a magical girl anime, but anyway.
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)10:45 No.16495062
    ...I want to play a crossover of Assassin's Creed and Mage. It's your fault.
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)10:52 No.16495102
    Can someone do a humorous take on Deus Ex?
    >> Leindienerd 10/02/11(Sun)10:52 No.16495105
    If you do shadowrun i would bust a load.
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)10:56 No.16495123
    >“You expect me to believe that one man, that THIS man, defeated, on his own, a Charnel Daemon…
    >“…a Bloodletter, a Juggernaut of Khorne, the Beast of Solomon…
    >“…An Unbound Daemonhost, and an Ork Warboss?”

    >"Of course not...I never said it was a man."

    >> Dr. Baron von Evilsatan 10/02/11(Sun)11:21 No.16495283
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    >>Security camera shot, wide shot of beach. Towels and umbrellas still lying around, and a ship sinking off the coast. Massive gouges from the water up the sand metres deep. Air-raid sirens fiantly in background

    >>Scene changes to securiy camera shot of suburban area. Swathe of devastation cut through about a house wide, some small fires. No civilians, air raid sirens louder.

    >>Scene changes to security camera shot of inner city from ground level. Sirens loud, no people, abandoned crap around. A line of fire and smoke from ruined buildings visible through structures.

    >>Scene changes to handheld camera shot of ferocious battle along hillside, dozens of destroyed tanks and dead men, a handful of badly-wounded men still shooting or just fleeing. Camera turns to officer screaming into radio.

    Officer: "Platoon is combat-ineffective! We can't stop this fucking thing! Contignency Green! All units, Contigency Green"

    >>Scene changes to air traffic controller-type radar screen shot of hilly terrain, tight cluster of red crosses leading up to big pulsing dot reading Pattern Blue, a handful of green labels moving.

    Calm voice: "Contigency Green confirmed. Firing in three, two, one..."

    >>Third label appears on screen moving to dot, all other labels fleeing. Screen flashes all white, then all dots go dark, all labels replaced by X. Huge sound and shaking of the screen a second later, and dot reappears and begins moving.

    Calm voice: "Contingency Green ineffective, sir. Recommend you make the call."
    >> Dr. Baron von Evilsatan 10/02/11(Sun)11:24 No.16495308
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    >>Security camera shot following extremely fit kid running on a road with pack and webbing near a security fence. Alarm is heard from pocket, kid takes out phone, looks at it, drops all his stuff, and sprints back where he came.

    >>Security camera shot of classroom. Student's phone starts making an alarm, he looks, and puts his hand up.

    Student: "Mr. Greene?"
    Teacher: *sighs* "What now?"
    Student: "It happened again."
    Teacher: "Fine, fine. Just go."

    >> Security camera shot of dark room with TV sound, girl and boy heard giggling. Phone lights up room, two kids on couch under blanket. Female arm comes out, takes phone in, then girl comes out, screams a little and runs off. Boy stands up in boxers, looking ripped off and complaining.

    Boy: "Auugh, what? Auugh, auggh."

    >>Another phone goes off. He looks at it and throws his hands up in frustration.

    Boy: "Auugh!"

    >> Security camera shot of hugely fortified safe-room-vault-door-thing. Sirens go off and lights flash, door opens, and young smiling kid walks out and off camera.
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    >>Security camera shot of man in suit in super-fancy control room with holo-projected map.

    Radio: "Deploying now, sir. Intercept in seventeen seconds."
    Man: "Keep the elevators running. They'll need resupply for this one."

    >>Shot changes to vision and HUD display as if inside power-suit, heavy information readouts everywhere. Vision is at second story level of major city centre, but them moves up to about ten stories, screen shakes as if running, and heavy breathing sound comes. View stops as taking cover behind building, rifle larger than the monorail train in the shot comes up and is cocked. Breathing sighs, then vision and rifle move around corner, sees some kind of fleshy pillar at eye level. Rifle drops and breathing stops as vision tracks up to see some kind of horrific monstrosity that towers over every nearby building.

    Whispered voice: "...fuck."

    >>Black Screen. Logo fades in, then out, then name and date fade in.


    MAY 2012
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)11:55 No.16495559
    >A quick middle shot of a female in grey clothes, slumping onto a bed, her head held in her hands as she starts to cry out of frustration, anger?
    >Wide shot of gleaming white space station, a shuttle coming in to dock, orbiting around a vast planet that seems more luminous and liquid than it should be while a sun sets beyond the horizon, and we see this shot quickly speed up, giving us a brief glimpse of the station being wreathed in shadows.
    >A flash of light, an almost imperceptible half second of quiet, broken gibbering leading into the (quiet) voice over.

    '30 seconds to dock, please do not move from their seats until the seat belt lights turn off."

    >quick shots of people coming off from the shuttle in different coloured clothing. There are many cameras in the shot, if the viewer looks carefully enough.
    >Close up shot of a person dressed in red and smiling as he checks the identification of a person from the shuttle. He has a mask on, you can't see his face. You can see a firearm on his belt though. He is behind a barrier. His gaze lingers a bit long on the person who arrived but only just.
    >The person dressed in red begins to talk, his voice fading away.

    'Nanotrasen hopes you have a productive and pleasant time aboard this station.'

    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)12:00 No.16495596

    >Quick, maybe 3, 5 seconds of the next scene. The person who arrived, let's say the main character, is seen in a mid shot amidst advanced technological equipment and his face is obscured by a medical mask. It looks like he's being shown or given a tour of the place by the next character, a female. The female is pretty (obviously for a movie). They stop in a corridor and the viewer is given the impression of an uneasy but not quite standoff-standoff. The main character looks at her and as if to placate her, takes off his medical mask. Cut to the female's expression. She's not any more friendly, she's staring at him and almost looks like she's backing away before she stops staring at him and looks away with a half choke/ exasperated sigh.
    >voice over begins again only to be interrupted by the female

    'All personnel are reminded of their duty to uphold corporate la-

    'For your own sake, please, don't.. trust.. any one.'

    >The female is now looking directly at the main character. Quick cut to various quick shots of weird machines, experiments, surgery tables and people are never really seen talking to each other in the shots.
    >Shots of people on the station ignoring each other, looking at each other, keeping distances from each other.
    >Shot of red dressed people surrounding a person and then starting to beat him with batons sparking with electrical charge.
    >Shot of main character in a space suit, floating outside of the space station and another person in a space suit with the light gleaming off his mask so that we can't see the face. He beckons towards the main character. He nods slowly. The scene fades out with black.
    >Almost faded shot of the main character laughing with the female.


    >back to the first scene. The red-dressed person stamps something and something beeps. He gives the main character's identification card back. And says

    "-aboard this station. Welcome to Space Station 13."
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)12:03 No.16495626
    Not enough people beating eachother up with toolboxes
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)12:07 No.16495656
    yes but then we'd have to hire adam sandler or something and make it a family comedy movie.

    no, this is a grimdark, no even more horrible than grimdark. This is a movie that promotes paranoia as perfectly prudent practice. This movie questions the foundations of humanity and dignity, and just how easily such an construction could be ignored. It asks what would happen if we removed some of the most basic things humans have, like trust, civility and courtesy.

    or something lolseriousmovie like that
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)12:08 No.16495676
    So when do the chemists make polyacid nades and throw them around in the bar? Early or late in the movie?

    Also, it has to end with a huge goddamn melee breaking out in the escape shuttle... as it always, always does
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)12:13 No.16495717
    ever thought about how fucked up and plain wrong the situation would be in real life if some chemists came into a bar and through poly acid everywhere? I mean why would you. And why would you sabotage or fight in the shuttle that might take you to safety?

    human lives don't seem to be worth much on SS13.
    >> Someone else. !!Qb2aRW+wCPO 10/02/11(Sun)12:13 No.16495719

    >"In the grim darkness of the far future..."
    Cut to a scene of Terra. Smog-choked, gruesome, miserable.
    >"There is only war...or there WAS."
    A whole crowd of people watching a holo of the Ecclesiarch saying something, all with jaws agape.
    >"Sometimes, the status quo doesn't get 'upset'...it gets 'destroyed.'"
    Abbadon yelling at someone. A giant shadow appears over him. He looks up.
    >"Mankind doesn't need a leader. It already has one. And now..."
    Abbadon gets crushed flat by a gigantic orange foot. It has claws.
    >"He's BIGGER."
    Scene transition to the Titan bay of the Undying Crusade. Yarrick and Helbrecht are staring at the Emperasque.
    "Oh, there you both are."

    Only TOONAMI.
    >> Leindienerd 10/02/11(Sun)12:14 No.16495722
    I thoroughly enjoy this thread and will probably contribute to it when i get home
    >> Someone else. !!Qb2aRW+wCPO 10/02/11(Sun)12:25 No.16495821
    Bump for more!
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)12:33 No.16495879
    >A man, wearing a rather ornate uniform and monacle, is sat behind a desk. The room is dark, only illuminated by a lamp on the desk. Papers are strewn across it, but the man looks between two of them, both with a space for a signature.

    VO: It can be said, that a single decision can change history.

    >The man picks up a pen, and goes moves as if to sign one of the documents.

    VO: A simple act can influence the entire world.

    >As the pen almost touches the paper, the image changes rapidly; a large cannon, floating in space, objects burning brightly in the night sky, images of men on foot, tanks, and giant robots fighting in desperate combat. These images last for hardly a second each.

    VO: Which course is correct?

    >The pen waivers

    VO: What path should history take?

    >The pen moves over to the other piece of paper. It makes contact with the paper.

    >Images, similar to before, appear, but the cannon is replaced by a ship with an ungainly looking sphere attached to it. The images of battle now include a giant machine with a skeleton painted on it's hull, another flinging axes.

    >The paper has now been signed. The man stands up, takes the document, and turns off the lamp.

    VO: Perhaps the question should be; Who will survive?

    0079: Lister's War
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    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)13:03 No.16496087
    "It's a dark, dark world out there."
    >Scene of a dark city street. A man, pale-faced, ducks into an alleyway.
    "Full of monsters, predators, and chaos."
    >The man hisses at a woman, grabbing her and sinking huge fangs into her neck.
    "They hunt us for sport, for food, for reasons we can't tell."
    >A scene of a dark rooftop. A man leaps off of it, turning into a wolf. He lands on the road and growls at a group of college students.
    "They kill us, because they are stronger."
    >The screen goes dark. It lights up again--there are body parts strewn everywhere.
    "And the worst part? No one knows they exist."
    >A news report: A freak construction accident kills five college students. Woman goes missing on way home from work.
    "But some of us do."
    >Scene: A room. Five figures sit around a table.
    "And we're going to do something about it."
    >The figures pull out guns and tools. They hold their hands together in the center.
    "Let's light up the night."
    Hunter: The Vigil.
    >> Someone else. !!Qb2aRW+wCPO 10/02/11(Sun)13:22 No.16496244
    Too bad that tgchan is objectively shit.
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)13:50 No.16496499
    Can someone do a Reckoning version?
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)14:49 No.16496996
    My quick attempt at one of the best stories I've heard.

    VO: In a world of darkness
    >city skyline at sunset
    VO: One man will do what it takes
    >shadowy figure of a man
    VO: To get his gnomes back.
    >Action montage including a tanker truck driving into a "church", a yacht falling onto a penthouse suite and a hockey stadium wired with explosives.
    >Head shot of a man with a Grizzly Adams beard, mohawk, aviators and a parrot on his shoulder. Fade to black
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)14:58 No.16497079
    rolled 92 = 92

    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)15:02 No.16497117
    rolled 6 = 6

    Pretty AMAZING, you mean.
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)15:03 No.16497131

    how busy is /tg/chan these days
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)15:06 No.16497164
    I wish I could get my friend who makes flash movies to do some of these.

    Alas, she is not a ca/tg/irl and would not get it.
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)15:07 No.16497173
    All my god-damn money.
    All of it.
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)16:21 No.16497832
    VO: To get his gnomes back.
    >A shadowy figure kicks open double doors, the occupants of the room turn in sudden shock
    >fade to black *BLAM*BLAM*

    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)16:25 No.16497863
    I would pay my weight in diamonds to see henderson on the big screen.

    Or any screen really.
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)16:39 No.16497976
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    This is going on the list.
    The list of movies I WILL make.
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)16:48 No.16498041
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    I may need to go back to whoring to get the budget though.
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)16:50 No.16498056
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    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)16:58 No.16498121
    >Darkness replaced by infravision overlay. An overhead light throws sparks down.
    >Unhuman screams sound far away

    >Young boy watches a troop transport lift off, before the arm of his offscreen father pulls him away.

    >Flashback ends as a radio crackles, seeing a single marine standing under the sparking light.
    "Johnson! Where the hell are you!"
    "They're everywh-"

    >Marine suddenly turns and shoots open a door, revealing a glimpse of wires and tentacles

    >Cut to a barrage of rockets on the marine, who dodges and shoots out structural supports
    >Marine charges towards the rubble
    >Radio cuts on
    "No John. You are the demons!"

    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)17:04 No.16498169
    Two Trenchers stand at a parapet looking out accross noman's land.
    >"you think we're clear?"
    Second trencher smiles, "Yeah, got them running..."
    >Ominous thundering
    Cut to man in steam powered armour
    >Here they come...
    Khadoran jacks applied to face of trenchers.

    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)17:11 No.16498233
    from where is that?
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)17:16 No.16498268
    Could someone do one for Ciaphas Cain? I can't think of anything good.
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)17:20 No.16498296
    Could anyone do an outlaw star one?
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)17:21 No.16498305

    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)17:37 No.16498446
    >black screen. A deep and raspy voice talks
    "I will die on this world... Armageddon"

    >Space. A barren planet comes into view, as the screen slowly zooms in. The same voice talks:
    "This world will burn"
    >another voice replies
    "It will not be the first... nor the last"

    >we see that lots of spaceships of various sizes are stationed around. Most of them look like cathedrals.
    >the last voice reprises
    "We will fight and win, or fight and die. All that ever changes is the colour of the sky we fight under, and the shade of the blood on our blades"

    >slowly zooming in on the planet's surface, it is a completely barren, polluted planet with giant walled cities and industrial sites.
    >a voice says
    "the mortals of Armageddon stared into the blackness of space, watching, waiting, praying that nothing stared back. For fifty-seven years, those prayers had been answered."

    >cut of thousands irregular-shaped, junk-like spaceships, bearing images like skulls and slang words moving slowly

    >cut to a woman and a man in military clothes and gas masks
    "‘Those are Astartes gunships, aren’t they?’'
    >man, with a deep breath:
    "Black Templars. Hundreds of them"

    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)17:39 No.16498461
    >cut to quick images of giants in black in armor, standing in line. Including one with golden-like armor, another one with a laureled helm and a black sword, and another one with a skull-shaped helmet.

    >cut to a cramped command room, with holographic map projections, lots of normal men in military clothes, one of them who has a deeply scarred figure wearing black clothes, a hat, and has a metal claw instead of one hand. Besides them gigantic men in different colored armor. One of the officers speaks:
    >during the speech, we see the different faces in the assembly
    "At current estimates, we have over fifty thousand Astartes in the Armageddon subsector, and thirty times the number of Imperial Guardsmen. And it will still not be enough to secure a clean victory. At our best estimations, Battlefleet Armageddon, the orbital defences, and the Astartes fleets remaining in the void will be able to deny the enemy landing for nine days."

    >cut to zooming in on the planet's surface being complete, images of hundreds of tanks rolling, airplanes flying, thousands of infantry unloading from landers, all kinds of man traffic. Images of giant cannons, wall-mounted guns, and other similar buildings.
    >cut to a gigantic industrial city, a black air vessel flies from the front of the screen. In its interior are giants in black armor, one of them with a skull-shaped helm. One of them does not have a helmet. You can see the pilot, which is a similar giant. The skull-helmed one gestures down at the city, talking with the first voice heard at the beginning
    "What is that?"
    >the pilot looks back
    "A highway, sir. Hel’s Highway."
    >the helmetless one speaks, turning towards the skull faced one
    "Reclusiarch... How can we defend… all this?"
    >another giant replies
    "With blade and bolter. With faith and fire."

    >black screen
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)17:41 No.16498481
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    >cut to very quick images of war: walls exploding, masses of infantryman firing hails of laser from a top of a wall, green-skinned beasts roaring and slaughtering with axes, giant bipedal robots roaming, thousands of men not in uniform being given rifles, aerial engagements, civilians running pursued by greenskins, thousands of troopers firing at the incoming tide of green beasts at a beach, and finally a big greenskin shouting and running towards the skull-helmed giant amidst a chaotic battle, who in turn raises the hammer-like weapon in his hand, shouts and charges towards the beast, swinging his weapon.

    >cut to an image of a close-up of the skull helm, hearing deep breathing
    "I will die on this world"
    >his armored gauntlet clenches the hammer-like weapon, who starts to crackle and glow

    >black screen
    >a voice says:
    "In the grim darkness of the far future, there is only war"


    MAY 2020
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)17:55 No.16498580
    >starts with a shot of the horizon,a tune coming from a bass guitar can be heard
    VO: Some men strive for glory, for fame, for endless power
    >shot continues to go downwards, showing the man from behind, sitting on his couch that is in "remarkably good condition"
    VO: Some men...just stumble into it
    >Man throws bottle that hits hive tyrant in the eyes
    VO: Some men...are really lucky
    >Tyrant runs into wall, causing it to collapse on a mob of xenos
    VO: And some men are...
    > Man looks over to group opposite of xenos "Offworlders, yeah?"
    >coming soon
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)18:01 No.16498629

    Helsreach must become a movie
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)18:04 No.16498644
    "Mom. I think there might be a monster under my bed."
    >We see a kid sitting at a table as his mom in a professional looking suit pours him a bowl of cheerios.
    "Honey there's no such thing as monsters."
    "How do you know?"
    "Well I've never seen one."
    "Then how do you know they don't exist?"
    >Cuts to black... then fade in to show a kid sitting at his bed. A night light is on as a giant reptilian beast rises up on the other side of the room.
    "... are... are you going to eat me?"
    "... depends... do you have any left over KFC?"
    >the monster comes out of the shadows, revealing a terrifying face with a rather relaxed expression.
    "I'm a sucker for waking up with the Colonel."
    "I thought that was the king-"
    >We cut to a scene of the mom opening up a door to reveal the kid. He quickly stands to attention ad she looks around the messy room with an exasperated look.
    "David. Sweetie. I told you to clean up!"
    >She walks forward, revealing the monster is there with a lamp-shade over it's head.
    "Sorry mom."
    >Cut to black. Fades to show the kid riding the lizard monster down a dirty road like a horse as he screams "WOOOHOO!"
    "Ever really wanted a dog for Christmas? But your mom says you can't take care of him?"
    "You got a monster don't you?"
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)18:05 No.16498647
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    >Cuts to a scene of the kid talking to another one in a fast-food place.
    "Lizzie Bronson has one."
    >Cuts to show a little girl come flying down on a Pegasus with a pink and sparkling mane. The boy and the lizard watch.
    >The pegasus seems to explode as it's skin turns back and it's mane and eyes become fire.
    "OK that's KINDA cool."
    >We cut to see another kid talking to the kid from before.
    "I hear that the science teacher's got a ROBOT!"
    >We fade to black... then show dust clearing in front of the lizard. We see a pair of mechanical arms come out of a really cheezy rubber costume.
    >The lizard gives a confused expression.
    >We cut to a montage of the monster saving the kid's life. The kid hugging his mother. The monster trapped in some techno-electrical field. The little girl crying. The boy standing bravely in a field on fire.
    "You don't need to prove it to anyone. He's YOUR best friend."
    >We see an old man talking to the kid
    "Do you trust your best friend?"
    >The lizard roars with bloodshot eyes. We show the man again.
    "... then I trust him too."
    >We pan out to show a book with the title, "Monsters and Other Childish Things... coming soon..."
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)18:10 No.16498696
    I actually expected this to turn into Robot Unicorn Attack, for some reason.
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)18:11 No.16498707
    >Scene of IG lines holding against darkly robed opponents
    VO: In the grim darkness of the 41st millennia, there is only war.
    >Camera tracks backwards quickly, catching a glimpse of aircraft dogfighting, and up to spaceships firing on each other
    VO: Though not all wars are fought in the light of day.
    >Camera zips out, viewing the whole galaxy for a moment before zipping to another section of it, finding a planet with several large collections of lights on it.
    VO: Many who fall to the lies of the enemy kindle the flames of war inside our own homes
    >HUD-like readout show "Gradius: Manufactory hive: Ferrus." as it zooms in on the planet to show one massive metropolis pouring out smoke
    VO(vicious sounding): They must be snuffed out
    >Camera pans back from the image, showing it was a display screen, and turns to a quartet of people who look average besides their armaments.
    >Group member 1, picking up a sword with runes on it, checking the edge before sheathing it
    We've been following him for five months, think we finally have him?
    >Group member 2, picking up a bolter, slamming in a sickle magazine
    That's what we're here to find out.
    >Pulls the slide, chambering a round
    Let's go investigate
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)18:11 No.16498713

    >Actiony orchestra sounds out as scenes flash by, a few seconds each
    >Swordfight between two men, one with pale skin, wearing scraps of clothing the other Group member 1
    VO: The enemy must not be given one moments reprieve
    >Inside a room with several withered looking wretches, door explodes in from a kick from Group member 2, carrying his bolter
    VO: The enemy must not be shown any mercy
    >Group member 3 screaming with power as a bolt of pale lightning lashes from his head, splitting a racing streetcar in two
    VO: The enemy will see us
    >Corsshairs from a scope rest over a man's head, camera flicks to show Group member 4 with her eye pressed to the scope
    VO: And they will know the true might of the emperor's servants
    >Music cuts out, large mausoleum looking area, scene of a writhing screaming person, his skin crawling. Group members all there and quickly take cover behind nearby pillars. Camera between person and group, facing the group. Screaming deepens into a roar as tearing is heard and a huge shadow is cast on the floor towards the group before screen fades to black
    Whisper: Emperor preserve us

    >Inquisitorial logo slams down on screen
    Inquisition: The Purge of Gradius
    >> Imperial Command !EaAe7CdbME 10/02/11(Sun)18:17 No.16498750
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    Narrator: I hero unexpected by everyone

    >Go to two Guardsman carrying a child out of destroyed, bombed out house covered in blood

    Guard 1: What about the parents
    Guard 2: Parents are dead, it's mess.

    >Switch to young boy taking apart a lasgun and putting back together while a large group of Guardsmen stand around him speechless

    Narrator: Through the tradegy, and loss, he was triumphant.

    >Switch to that young boy now a teenager in a Whitestripe regiment, firing widely at Traitor Guardsmen.

    >Continue footage of him fighting while many other Whitestripes around him die

    Narrator: His story is one of loss, and victory.

    >That teenager now a Captain leading a massive assault while a man holds a banner behind him

    Narrator: This is his story, and there are none like it.

    >Cut to footage of the Captain leading attacks against Chaos Space Marines aboard a ship in space

    Narrator: Usarkar E. Creed. The true story.

    >Cut to footage of Abaddon and Creed having a duel.

    Abaddon: Who are you!

    Creed: The name is Creed, don't ware it out.

    COMING: 12/12/12
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)18:18 No.16498756
    >A large army of 50 genestealers appear looking very rowdy and dangerous
    >A small group of 5 acolytes loyal to the emprah begin to cock their weapons their weapons in front of the massive army
    >A soup can flies through the air
    >Invisible Hive Tyrant is hit
    >Falls to the ground, firing all weapons and thrashing about
    >Hits a bridge
    >Bridge collapses on army, leaving only two to crawl out of the rubble
    >One is shot by the acolytes, and the other is kicked so hard it is decapitated
    >Joe looks over to the stunned acolytes
    "... Offworlders, 'eh?"

    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)18:26 No.16498820
    >Urban environment: Someone is selling a video tape
    Everybody hears things on the street
    >Cut to a grainy recording of someone knocking on a door. On his back it says "Ram Rod Plumbing"
    Some flicks hold a speciel significance. Special power.
    >The grainy recording is now all-out porn .
    Who knows what kind of sick freaks are out there, to abuse it
    >Cut to "the real world": A naked guy sitting in his couch, moaning audibly. Tastefully shot from behind of course.
    And who knows what kind of zealous fanatics are there to stop it.
    >Cut to black. Sound of someone kicking in a door, and someone shrieking surprisedly
    "Put your hands where i can see- oh god"
    "Can i at least put on some underwear"
    "NO. You're coming with us"
    >Cut to a parking lot, where two masked guys with guns escort a naked dude to a car.
    This winter
    >Cut to Elvis in his prime singing during the superbowl
    Prepare to get a glimpse
    >Cut to a guy in a basement, with Stephen King books piling up around him. He's feeding paperbacks to a brazier.
    Of the world
    >Cut to a girl on rollerblades, causing a high-speed traffic crash, yet still escaping unharmed
    Of the Unknown

    Unknown Armies
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)18:29 No.16498852
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    Wait, that's a story I told here a month ago about my time working in Congress.

    I can't believe somebody actually wrote that down.
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)18:35 No.16498908
    and you're a jerk
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)18:47 No.16499001
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    Can anyone do Cat Rogue?
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)18:54 No.16499063
    >First scene is of a black-tie-affair party. A young girl walks arm-in-arm with a distinguished older gentleman. He's taking her across the room, giving nods and a few words to various other guests as they walk.
    "For millenia, we've killed to exist."
    >Cut away from the party. The older man leads the young girl into a dark room and slowly shuts the door behind them. He has a smirk on his face.
    "We live among you, and you love us."
    >The older man turns on an older-looking lamp and takes his jacket off. The young girl, clearly intoxicated, sits on a couch and waits for him.
    "Even as we take life from you, you want to join our world."
    >The man sits next to the woman and begins to kiss her neck. She wraps her arms around him.
    "We call you fools."
    >The young girl moves quickly, snapping the man's head to the side and biting into it savagely. Her eyes roll back into her head as she drinks from the man.
    >Sudden cut to black.
    >Cut to an old tomb. It is plain, with a large stone slab covering one wall.
    "Our time grows short."
    >A scarred man pushes the slab aside slowly. It makes a stony grinding noise. A young man in a suit watches.
    "One of our eldest awakes, and his thirst must be slaked on his children alone.
    >Side shot of the suited man being pulled into the now-opened tomb by a shadowy tentacle. Screaming is heard.
    >Cut to black
    Vampire: Cain's Children.

    (First time doing this, based on an old campaign idea I had that never got off the ground.)
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)19:00 No.16499107
    someone do one for FATAL
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)19:05 No.16499151
    Just watch some fantasy porn.
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)19:07 No.16499162
    >Large desert, bodies everywhere, barren wasteland
    >Soldiers wearing helmets & gas masks
    >Focus on a Huge Black Guy Forging a Weapon
    >A Large men wearing a gigantic armour is praying to a Statue
    >A Comissar with a bionic hand is on the desert along side all the people looking into a cliff
    >Suddenly from the Cliff a single Ork, with various Mechanical parts appears saying the last phrase
    >Suddenly More & More Orks appears and start running into the soldiers
    >War everywhere, Orks & People diying
    >Explosions, Commissar looks into the large Ork
    >Ork Start running into the Commissar & suddenly the screen turns black
    >Show a Whole Planet Burning
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)19:07 No.16499168
    >No hope

    I think somebody completely missed the point of his stories.
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)19:25 No.16499332
    And that someone's you.
    Not even the one you answered to.
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)19:34 No.16499415
    Dunwich Horror is about the only one of his stories where the "good" guy wins. The majority of them are the protagonist struggling futily until he is consumed by madness or embraces the darkness.
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)19:44 No.16499501
    >> BARBARIAN !!WXmd45ve+ga 10/02/11(Sun)20:18 No.16499905
    >Shot of a dingy street at night, a lone silhouetted figure slowly walking toward the camera - he seems bulky, and somehow like he doesn't fit quite right in his own body
    >Camera change, man passes by dark alleyway - creepy eyes light up from it as he passes
    >Rice-style vampire swoops up silently behind the figure, then recoils and flees back into the darkness

    >Shot of a mob chasing the man from before, he flees, hiding behind some refuse as they thunder past. His patchwork face peers out warily.
    >A werewolf cowers before a woman - lightning flashes, and we see she wears rags, and her flesh is cracked like a dry riverbed and oozing mud
    >The woman from before, walking through a park - the grass turns brown where she steps and puddles dry up as she walks through them.

    >classic body-on-the-slab shot
    >cue the lightning bolt and "it's aliiive!" stuff
    >Shot of a woman gazing out at the sunset, she looks like a living mannequin, dolljoints and all - she suddenly glows as if set aflame from within, and transforms into a normal human

    >Dramatic shot of the patchwork man looking down at the city from a rooftop, a la Batman.

    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)22:04 No.16500898
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)23:40 No.16501697
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    >Black screen
    >Gunfire, explosions, yells and roars. No music.
    >Text: The 41st Millennium
    Voice of Straken: What in the seven hells of Chaos are you waiting for? Personal orders from the Emperor himself? When I say take that damned hill, I mean take that damned hill, not damn well stand around and stare at it!
    >Brief shot of a Guardsman starting to protest before a huge metal hand slaps his helmet off. Back to black screen.
    >Text: It is a dark age.
    Voice: I don’t care if there’s fifty L’Huraxi up there. I don’t care if there are fifty thousand L’Huraxi up there! Our orders are to take that hill and I’m going to damn well take that hill even if it means I have to kill every last one of the purple-skinned giants myself. Damn it, follow me. I’ll show you how it’s done.
    That’s it, get stuck in there.
    >Brief shot of the same guardsman, lying on the ground, trying to sit up and looking with horror at his lower body. Blood everywhere. Someone tosses a severed leg at him. It lands on his chest with a horrible noise. Back to black screen.
    >Text: A bloody age.
    Voice: Medic! Stop whining, Brook, you’ve got another damned leg. D’ya think I cried like a damned new-born when I lost my arm? Course I damn well didn’t, I upped and ripped that damned land shark’s damned throat out with my damned teeth! That’s it, Sergeant Reed, give ‘em some Catachan steel.
    >Brief shot of a Catachan slashing at a gigantic, purple humanoid with an improbably large knife. Black screen again.
    >Text: An age of battle and decline.
    Voice: Emperor’s teeth, their blood stinks. Get that heavy flamer into that trench; flush the damned Grox-heads out. (sound of flamer) That trench, you idiot, not this one! (flamer again)Oh yes, smell those aliens burn. Smells better than breakfast, don’t it?
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)23:43 No.16501734
    >Pan along following Straken as he walks along, with a trench full of howling, burning aliens in the background, running along a hillside stretching up and off camera. He passes a guardsman.
    Straken: Give me that damn grenade.
    >Snatches a grenade off the Guardsman's webbing. Guardsman follows him. Throws offscreen, uphill away from the camera. Sound of huge explosion.
    Do I have to do everything myself? See? That ain’t proper armour like you’d see on an Imperial tank – no it’s flimsy, fall-down-in a- strong-breeze, I-hope-they-don’t-spit-at-me armour.
    >Guardsman runs ahead
    I didn’t really mean spit at it! You there! (pointing) Yes you! Pick up Sergeant Creek’s hand. The medics might be able to stick it on for him again later. Don't stop now, (Cocking shotgun) you damned work-shy sons of acid-grubs, we’re only damn
    well halfway up...’
    >Black screen. Text: In a galaxy of trillions
    >Text: one-in-a-billion ain't nothing special.
    >Text: STRAKEN
    >Text: COLONEL
    >Text: IRON HAND
    >Text: 942.013.M03
    >> Anonymous 10/02/11(Sun)23:55 No.16501824
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    Oh my sweet Emperor, it's GLORIOUS
    >> Anonymous 10/03/11(Mon)00:20 No.16502018
    I think a Colonel Schaeffer movie would work better, though.
    >> Anonymous 10/03/11(Mon)00:35 No.16502143
    In my time, I have been called many things...
    >A tower looms in the distance, glowing from within with a soft golden light.
    >Suddenly, a massive Palace is shown, sprawling and majestic.
    >A kneeling figure, bathed in shadow, says only, "I accept."
    >A panoply of scenes flashes in quick succession: A massive purple gem, floating suspended in a shadowed hall. A massive dragon, trapped on an island of metal, struggles in vain as a winged shadow encompasses it. A demon stands at the head of a horde of undead, watching, waiting.
    They do not know. They do not understand.
    >Darkness again, then a long, scaled tail that thickens as it gets farther from the tip.
    I was the greatest of us all. My brothers have long since died - I have no equal. I -will- have no equal.
    >Bejeweled wings flare.
    What was stolen from me will be mine again.
    >A horned head, with a long, toothy maw appears - a dragon's head. A gem floats, serene and unmoving, between its horns.
    >Its eyes open, flashing with a harsh, golden light, before the screen dims. All is silent, and then...
    That which was mended will be broken, and all of Creation will tremple.

    >Wrath of Bolas
    >> Anonymous 10/03/11(Mon)00:36 No.16502152
    All I did was take Gav Thorpe's original Straken rant blurb and put in camera directions, you know.
    Thorpe gets a lot of shit, but he had some really brilliant moments too.
    >> Anonymous 10/03/11(Mon)00:54 No.16502312
    Wait, are there already rumors about a Wrath of Bolas set?
    >> Anonymous 10/03/11(Mon)00:59 No.16502358

    Dunno, just seemed a fitting title. There should be.
    >> Anonymous 10/03/11(Mon)01:12 No.16502501
    >Pan over a misty, green landscape. Bamboo forest and hills. Must be foreign. An accented woman's voice speaks.

    For a thousand years, we have protected the secrets of this land.

    >crowd shot of a city, fading to more landscape, to a different crowd shot

    But the truth sometimes demands action.

    >a man in a mask sits, half obscured by a screen, at the head of a room full of very obviously ninja. fade cut to a woman embracing a white haired man. Cut to a giant of a man in armor, smashing a demon with a club. cut to a scowling man in green. Cut to a battle scene, massive crowds of samurai armor. Then a different battle scene, full of monsters. Then a man, surrounded by a swirling firestorm. then a shriveled undead face opening it's mouth in a yell. musical sting, then blackness, the woman's voice speaks again, fading in to an image of a green armored man as she finishes, before his reply.

    I can't ignore it. I can't go back, I have to do something.

    >His response

    It is in your blood. We are all bound by the blood. One day, you will understand.

    >> Anonymous 10/03/11(Mon)01:14 No.16502524
    My curiosity, consider it piqued. Someone wanna point me to whatever this is referencing?
    >> Anonymous 10/03/11(Mon)01:37 No.16502700
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    Magic the Gathering. Referencing Nicol Bolas, and his quest for a return to the power he used to command before the Mending.
    >> Anonymous 10/03/11(Mon)02:24 No.16503107
    Not meaning to derail, but where do you find fluff for M:tG anyway? All I've seen is blurbs on cards.
    >> Anonymous 10/03/11(Mon)03:19 No.16503487
    there are books...
    >A lot of orkz shotting at some guardsmen
    >The same guardsmen shotting at the orkz
    The emperor proooooooteeeects!
    >A bigger orkz apears stomping smaller orkz
    >A guardsmen in a black suit apears
    I'm the lord comissar! and i'm the highest in rank! so i'm the boss!
    >The bigger ork charges to the comissar
    Oi! you is da ummi' boss so i stomp ya'
    >While all the other guardsmen sing
    Teh empraaaa protect my comissar! he is strong! he is right!
    >And the orkz yell'

    Orkz, the guardsmen opera
    COmming soon.
    >> Anonymous 10/03/11(Mon)03:35 No.16503605
    They fight for you.
    >Shot of soldier in kevlar positioning himself in front of civilians, gesturing desperately for them to flee.
    They die for you.
    >Horribly charred soldier, perhaps still recognizable, lying on the blasted ground. An ominous circular shadow passes slowly over him.
    In Asia.
    >Shot of a bamboo field on fire, screams of soldiers, bullets and even lasers flying.
    In Europe.
    >A city, abandoned, heavily damaged. A wall is demolished in an explosion, and a tank rolls through the gap, firing twice before being reduced to slag by greenish weapons fire.
    In Antarctica.
    >An interceptor careening out of the sky in a fireball, a sky ranger desperately attempting to juke before being consumed in a fireball.
    Giving their bodies.
    >Shot of an alien dissection chamber.
    Their lives.
    >Crippled soldier priming a grenade, throwing it, then priming a second and simply holding it, staring as something approaches him with an expression of pure hate.
    And sometimes... more.
    >Three soldiers advancing. One slowly drops back, then suddenly draws his laser pistol and shoots his comrades in the back of the head, then himself. His face is utterly expressionless, as if his mind is somewhere far away.

    But humanity... refuses to go quietly.
    >humans running through an underground passageway. Klaxon blaring and intercom declaring "Battleship on final approach. Non-combat personnel, complete evacuation. Combat-capable personnel, to defensive positions.
    Humanity learns.
    >Dissection table with a sectoid laid out, xenologists commenting quietly to each other on various portions of the anatomy. Behind a large glass window, military officials observe to proceedings, talking among themselves.
    Humanity improves.
    >engineer performing final calibrations on a high-tech looking device, which he tests, revealing it to be a plasma beamer. He pauses to look up with pride, and the camera pans to reveal a hovertank gliding across the workshop.
    >> Anonymous 10/03/11(Mon)03:36 No.16503615
    Humanity... Fights back.
    >Three soldiers in powersuits nodding at each other as they don their helmets. Two carry heavy plasma weapons slung over their shoulders, one has several wires and tubes affixed to his head. The armed ones seem to be protecting him.

    This year.
    >Interceptor over the pacific launching missiles at unseen target. Massive explosion flashes, and the interceptor peels off.

    The most lethal battle in history.
    >A trio of officers watching a screen as a series of soldier's profiles are displayed in rapid succession, each with 'deceased' displayed prominently. Concludes with a momentary flash of "Madrid Terror Mission: catastrophic failure".

    The most terrifying war the human race has ever waged.
    >Soldiers on a dark and rainy New Orleans night. Runs across the street, gun at the ready, taking cover in an alley. He pauses for a moment, before audible skittering is heard as something approaches. He spins and fires a few panicked shot as something comes up and impales him on a massive claw. Pincers klack twice, then withdraw, and the soldier collapses.

    And the most important.
    >A squad of soldiers in personal armor descending a grav-lift, entering the oppressive and shadowy confines of an alien base. Plasma fire emerges from an unseen source, and everyone takes cover.
    >> Anonymous 10/03/11(Mon)03:36 No.16503618
    The battle for our species is waged.
    >Image of a high-tech hangar and even higher-tech craft. Obviously alien technologies should prevent the laymen from determining whether the Avenger is of human or alien make. No humans are in the shot, though sinister and inhuman flying suits are visible boarding.

    Even if you sacrifice your all...
    >soldier being obliterated in a burst of heavy-plasma fire. Comrade returns fire, but is gunned down through is cover.

    Will it be enough?
    >Skyranger lands, powersuits instantly begin to pour out. Immediately, a barely-glimpsed object flies past, into the aircraft, and the entire craft is consumed in a titanic fireball.

    And do we have any other option?
    >Folder left open, memo header clearly reads, "Brazil has withdrawn funding. Treaty suspected." right above another stating "Alien base detected in Amazon." and another stating "X-Com combat division suffering 380% casualties in two months- operations temporarily suspended."

    EXtra-terrestrial COMbat Unit
    >high-tech command center and the global display, earth revolving gently.

    Enemy: Unknown
    >Shot of a harvester ship, leisurely descending on a mall. Panicked civilians fleeing in every direction.

    >> Anonymous 10/03/11(Mon)03:38 No.16503633
    The official site has a weekly column on it (goodgamery.com > mtgcom decoder > savour the flavour), and there's the novels too.
    >> Anonymous 10/03/11(Mon)03:48 No.16503702
    >> Anonymous 10/03/11(Mon)05:45 No.16504368
    This Thread is made of pure awesome and win.
    Can anybody do Cthulhu Tech?

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