Adventures in the Wasteland

[ADVENTURES IN THE WASTELAND]

EPISODE: 001A -1

[ [ADVENTURES IN THE WASTELAND] opens up to a field of FLOWERS

//CUT TO FIELD// An OLD FARMHOUSE lays in a wreckage of itself. As the FLOWERS turn into a mixture of OVERGROWN GRASS AND WEEDS.

//CUT TO CLOSE UP DIRT ROAD// A RUSTED OUT TRUCK SITS exactly where it had been left. Although time had aged the car the ELECTRIC TOWER for which it had VIOLENTLY STRUCK

//CUT TO CLOSE UP OF FRONT OF TRUCK// the TRUCK, the ELECTRIC TOWER sits ageless.The TRUCK’S FRONT BUMPER sits RUSTED fused to the ELECTRIC TOWER by OVERGROWN WEEDS. Dusty SHATTERED GLASS and DRIED BLOOD sit, aged; around the CRUSHED FRONT END of the aged ABANDONED TRUCK. //CUT TO THE REMAINS OF A FORGOTTEN FATAL CRASH// ]

ENTER LEGEND.

[LEGEND is a 24 year old AFRICAN AMERICAN WOMAN with BRIGHT PINK COTTON CANDY HAIR. // CUT TO LEGEND // LEGEND stands at 5’7’’, her COTTON PINK CANDY HAIR is pulled back in a PONYTAIL revealing a BIRTHMARK OVER HER LEFT EYE. She rocks a BLACK TANK TOP covered in RED MUD and DRIED DIRT. Strapped to her back is AN ARROW QUIVER filled with STONE ARROWS and a WOODEN STRUCTURED BOW. //CUT TO THE BACK OF Legend’s Silhouette//. STRAPPED TO HER HIPS are a set of TWO GUNS haltered, but very much loaded. And a SIDE SACHEL that holds a FEW MISCELLANEOUS ITEMS ]

HER HAIR is SLIGHTLY DAMP and MESSY from SWEAT. Her BREATHING is slightly OUT OF BREATH from the HIKE UP to this POINT.

LEGEND: [Arms SHIVER as a GUSH OF WIND PICKS UP around her LEGEND pulls on the STRAP across her CHEST and a SMALL CANTEEN drops from UNDER THE QUIVER]

They’re really making me work for this one.

[LEGEND releases the CAP on the CANTEEN and puts the FRESHLY OPENED CANTEEN up to her lips.]

//CUT TO LEGEND AS SHE TAKES A SIP OF WATER A GIANT SHADOW CLOUDS OVER HER//

LEGEND: Now What? [Grabs HER HOLSTERED GUN with her FREE HAND as LEGEND TURNS. LEGEND POINTS THE UNHOLSTERED GUN as she TURNS]

HOVERING OVER HER AT A ROUGHLY 2000 POUNDS WAS A DEATHCLAW.

//CUT TO THE DEATH CLAW// LEGEND GASPS AND JUMPS OUT OF THE WAY DROPPING THE CANTEEN as the DEATH CLAW took a LUNGE AT HER.

[LEGEND sighs in RELIEF as the MASSIVE MONSTER with ROUGH AND SCALEY SKIN, like it’s far off relative the Alligator came CRASHING IN ON ITS FACE.]

LEGEND: GORDO! I almost shot you! [LEGEND rehalsters her GUN as she walks up to the DEATH CLAW as it regains its footing and CASTS A SHADOW ACROSS LEGEND as she got closer to him.] We have got to find a better way to regroup.

GORDO wags his RAZOR SHARP Horn covered TAIL slightly as LEGEND PICKS UP HER CANTEEN that she had dropped.

LEGEND: Damn…. [LEGEND SHAKES THE NOW DAMAGED AND EMPTY CANTEEN AND SHAKES IT A LITTLE AS SHE DRY SWALLOWS HER SPIT she resheiths the CANTEEN behind her QUIVER and continues to WALK PAST THE ABANDONED TRUCK].

//CUT TO LEGEND WALKING PAST THE RUSTED TRUCK PAN UP AND ZOOM SLOWLY IN AS LEGEND PULLS OUT AN OLD POLAROID CAMERA FROM HER SIDE SACHEL

CLOSE UP TO LEGEND AS SHE RAISES THE POLAROID TO HER DISCOLORED BIRTHMARK/SCAR AND SNAPS A PICTURE OF THE 200 PLUS YEAR OLD TRUCK ACCIDENT.

[AS THE POLAROID CLICKS TO LIFE AND A PICTURE EJECTS FROM THE BOTTOM OF THE CAMERA FRAME LEGEND PULLS HER FACE AWAY AND TUGS ON THE SOFT IMAGE AND AS THE PHOTO RELEASES LEGEND SLIDES THE CAMERA BACK INTO HER SACHEL.]

//CUT TO THE WHITE IMAGE AS IT SLOWLY FADES TO AN IMAGE OF A RUSTED TRUCK THE FIRST TO APPEAR BEING THE BRIGHT BLUE SKY FOLLOWED BY THE BRIGHT GREEN AND SIMULARILY BRIGHT BROWN BRUSH AND YELLOW AND PURPLE FLOWERS ENGULFING THE INSIDE AS IT POKES THROUGH THE HUNDRED YEAR OLD BROKEN AND BLOODY GLASS//

LEGEND: [AS THE IMAGE COMES TO LIFE A SOFT SMILE COMES ACROSS HER FACE]

Awesome… Definitely one for the Book. [LEGEND carefully slides the IMAGE into her Sachel as she continues to walk closer to the FARM HOUSE.]

[THE FARMHOUSE is covered in WEEDS and some of those WEEDS have even began to grow over a FALLEN TREE that has CRASHED into the FARMHOUSE through the BROKEN WINDOW. The ROOF of the FARMHOUSE different areas began to moss over, showing the RADIATED WORLD that some life can grow in the oddest places. But the rest of the ROOF looked just as everything else had, CAVED IN on itself showing the true destruction, the GREAT WAR had done hundreds of years before.

THE TREE that had caused the DAMAGE still sits with its ROOT pushed through the once jagged glass.

// CUT TO THE WINDOW WHERE THERE IS A GIANT TREE ROOT TAKING UP MORE THAN HALF OF THE WINDOW GIVING ONLY ENOUGH SPACE FOR ONE SMALL BODY TO FIT THROUGH//

LEGEND: [WALKING UP TO THE TREE TRUNK AS SHE DIG IN HER SATCHEL FOR HER POLAROID CAMERA] Hey Gordo, I’m gonna look inside and see if there’s any water or what not. Patrol the area.

GORDO SITS IN APPROVAL AND WATCHES CURIOUSLY AS LEGEND PUTS HER CAMERA UP TO HER EYE AND TAKE A FEW MORE PICTURES as they develop slowly revealing the GLOWING MOSS GROWING ON THE FALLEN TREE

[LEGEND FOLLOWS the MOSS into the FARMHOUSE where the MOSS was now growing into a steady GLOWING GRASS. LEGEND PULLED HERSELF UP AND INTO THE WINDOW; GORDO WATCHES FOR A MOMENT AND THEN STOMPS AWAY.]

LEGEND: Good boy.

EPISODE 001A -2

//CUT TO FARMHOUSE INSIDE// :

[The INSIDE OF THE FARMHOUSE is DAMP a PUNGENT ODOR of MOLD is coming from DEEPER INSIDE OF THE FARMHOUSE. LEGEND PULLS OUT A BLACK HANDKERCHIEF AND ONLY WHEN IT WAS TIED PROPERLY DID IT REVEAL THE FADED OUTLINE OF A SKULL’S MOUTH] SHOWING A DECORATIVE COVER OVER HER MOUTH protecting her lungs from the MOLD inside.]

//CUT TO A PAN SHOT FRAME SLIDE FROM RIGHT TO LEFT THAT SHOWS THE TREE ROOT STICKING IN FROM THE FALLEN TREE IN THE FRONT OF THE HOUSE THE GLOWING MOSS IS SLOWLY TURNING INTO GLOWING GRASS MERGING TOGETHER AT THE “BRIGHTEST POINT”. AS YOU GO DEEPER INTO THE ROOM YOU CAN TELL THAT THE FLOOR WAS ONCE BLACK AND WHITE CHECKERED.

THE WALLS, WHICH WERE ONCE A SOFT BABY BLUE ARE NOW A SEAFOAM SHADE OF GREEN, A TRAIL OF BLACK MOLD IS TRICKLING FROM THE CEILING ACROSS THE WALL THAT LEADS TO THE HALLWAY. THE SUN SHINES IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROOM WHERE THE ROOF IS CAVED INWARD.//

LEGEND: [COUGHS THROUGH THE COVER] Jeebus, [WIPES THE COVER WITH THE BACK OF HER HAND] I won’t be surprised if there are Mirelurks in here.

LEGEND’S MOUTH FEELS A BIT DRIER AS SHE VENTURES FURTHER INTO THE FRONT HALF OF THE FARMHOUSE.

LEGEND PLACES THE POLAROID CAMERA BACK IN HER SATCHEL UNHOOKS HER BOW AND SILENTLY LOOKS AROUND.

LEGEND WALKS TOWARD THE INSIDE OF THE HOUSE AND PEERED UP INTO THE HOLE IN THE ROOF. SHE COVERED HER FACE AS THE SUN BEAMED DOWN ON HER. LEGEND MAKES HER WAY TOWARDS THE DOORWAY THAT LEADS TO THE DARK DANK HALLWAY.

EVEN WITH THE MASK OVER HER FACE SHE COULD STILL FEEL THE PAIN OF BREATHING IN THE MOSS AND MOLDY SMELLS AROUND HER.

LEGEND WALKS SLOWLY INTO THE HALL.

EPISODE 001A -3

THE HALL was darker now because the only source of light into THE HALL was blocked by LEGEND’S BODY. It takes LEGEND’S EYES a few moments to adjust as LEGEND looks around the NARROW and NEGLECTED HALLWAY. At the end of THE HALL sat a a KITCHEN and a SET OF STAIRS that led deep down into the BASEMENT BELOW. The Walls were covered in BROKEN PAINTINGS and PICTURE FRAMES.

THE FRAMES surrounding the WALLS OF THE HALLWAY were DUSTY a few of them were CROOKED and a few of them lay SHATTERED in the RUBBLE of a FALLEN PIECE of the Ceiling. From what LEGEND COULD TELL from UNDER THE DUST was that a SMALL FAMILY hundreds of years ago once called this SWAMP TRAP home.

LEGEND TOOK A SECOND TO TAKE A LOOK AT EACH IMAGE. THERE WAS SOMETHING BEAUTIFUL ABOUT HOW THESE PARTICULAR AND SIMPLE IMAGES OF A FAMILY FROM BEFORE “THE GREAT WAR” SURVIVED THIS LONG, UNTOUCHED BY TIME; POST “THE GREAT WAR”

LEGEND SMIRKED THROUGH HER MASK AND WALKED INTO THE KITCHEN .

EPISODE 001A -4

[THE KITCHEN smells STRONGLY OF MOLD; LEGEND TURNS and makes a mental note of the STAIRS hidden BEHIND a SPLINTERED WHITE DOOR. Next to the SPLINTERED DOOR was an OLD SPLINTERED BROOM that had been knocked over. Left for someone to pick up when they found it. LEGEND SCANNED the rest of the KITCHEN and noticed that the SINK was FLOODED OVER, MOLD TRAILED downward showing the wear and tear of time.

“Tck Tck Tck”

LEGEND hears from BEHIND HER. LEGEND TURNS and PULLS OUT AN ARROW and draws it.

“Cruunnch”

LEGEND turns and SHOOTS AN ARROW. It makes a loud THUD noise as it hits the KITCHEN WALL above the SINK piercing through a MIRELURK HATCHLING. LEGEND lets out a soft SIGH as she WALKS over to the DEAD HATCHLING pinned to the WALL above the SINK.

LEGEND FOUND several UNHATCHED MIRELURK EGGS and decided that it would be a good idea to bring them HOME to FLEX’S AND MARIO’S KITCHEN where she would SIDE HUSTLE as a COOK for FLEX and MARIO.

Once LEGEND deemed that the KITCHEN was now safe. LEGEND put her BOW back on her BACK and PULLED HER ARROW out of the WALL. The DEAD MIRELURK HATCHLING made a gross and SQUISHY sound as LEGEND PULLED and TUGGED at her ARROW.

LEGEND’S FIRST STOP after putting her Weapon away was the REFRIGERATOR. She desperately needed to find Water because she wasn’t entirely sure how long she would be away from the place she called PERFECT

LEGEND: [LEGEND OPENED the REFRIGERATOR and SIGHED] No Water...Damn it.

LEGEND CLOSES the REFRIGERATOR DOOR and CHECKS the CABINET ABOVE THE SINK and the CABINET’S NEXT TO THE REFRIGERATOR.

LEGEND could kind of picture what the HOME could have possibly looked like all those years ago. LEGEND could see it NOW

EPISODE 001B -1

FLASH BACK SCENE

//THE DECREPIT and MOLDY DARK DANK KITCHEN TRANSFORMS. The MOLD disappears and the WALLS fade from the DARKENED and WATER DAMAGED WALLS turn into EGGSHELL as the SUN starts to SHINE through a WINDOW.

THE WINDOW is CLEAN and just outside of the WINDOW a GREEN FIELD with Yellowing Grass and PURPLE AND YELLOW FLOWERS. A TREE with an OLD TIRE SWING sits just over the HILL full of FLOWERS. Just past the TREE an old WHITE-WASHED WOODEN FENCE sits DIVIDING the FARMHOUSE property.

/clip in a sink/

The SINK instead of covered in GLOWING WATER housing UNHATCHED MIRELURK EGGS was a porcelain White and Empty Double Sink. /pan left to right/

AS each desolate KITCHEN ITEM ages backwards and turns into a BEAUTIFUL PRE-WAR FARMHOUSE the SOUNDS of a FAMILY FADE IN