Hey guys. Wow it's been quite some time. There is one theme for our Perspective character in store, but before that, we need to clarify a few things.
What we currently have on the Resident:
I. ABOUT "The Resident"
i. Description
A subject found by the UED on their expedition. With paranormal psychic abilities, He
can acquire information from certain subjects, allowing him to piece together the
past and uncover the big picture of what's happening.
He would also discover an ability to manipulate "things in nature."
Survives the crash on Abaddon, while escaping from Reynif II and New Venice attack. The
ship runs out of power after being damaged.
Sought after by multiple factions, he finds himself tagging along a Protectorate squad,
after being rescued along with some scientists held in captivity by a Kimeran Pirate group.
He is one of the many specimens under experimentation by the UED.
ISSUES:
1. About his Xel'Naga type powers, currently shown in his ability to manipulate things in
nature.
Questions:
1. Is he a Duran type character, someone of Duran's caliber or rival, or something
else entirely?
2. Is he part of the grand scheme of the Xel'Naga? If not, what is it related to?
2. Regarding where the UED found him, the what, and the how.
Questions:
1. Was he in a stasis cell when the UED found him, if not what?
2. Where exactly was he found?
3. What led the UED to find him?
4. What particular thing has the UED found interesting about him that made them
bring him along?
5. Has the UED found something about him, and to what end?
6. Or is he really just one of those "might give us something" specimens?
7. The UED have been studying Zerg for some time prior to their invasion, was he
somehow found along that process?
POSSIBLE WORKAROUNDS:
For issue #1:
Neither. He's not involved in any of these subject matters. He's just a new
kind of potential. A mutated psychic of the sort. Not too fancy or powerful.
We focus more on his ability to gather info.
For issue #2:
1-a) He wasn't found in a cryo-chamber. He was found almost dead in some planet.
The man on the desert sand type thing. He was rescued in good faith, but
his bio-feedback were too "strange" that the UED began studying him.
1-b) He was in a cryo-chamber, in some abandoned Confederate facility. Evidence
of a recent skirmish is there. The UED takes him along with research data
for "info that might help them during their invasion". But they didn't.
Instead, the UED began speculating that this guy is some sort of a weapon.
Some kind of forced mutation to make a new kind of ghost operative.
2) Some planet not far from other planets. It's a barren desert planet, with
turbulent weather, sandstorms, acid seas, etc. A modified Planetary fortress
is there.
3) Distress beacon lures advance scout party to check the planet. The idea of a
distress beacon coming from a crazy planet made things a bit interesting.
4) Either his bio-feedback were "strange" or his mutation. Or Both. (ref. 1-a and 1-b)
5) Not enough to make use of him. Not yet. But someone obviously has been
withholding research data.
6) Somebody might have made him look that way. But he's obviously something of
high value.
7) Indubitably.
we can have this, if you think we're good to go.
Here's a rough regarding the UED and their discovery of the Resident:
We can have a scene like this:
Int. Cockpit -- space
Matilda, mid 30's, the usual tomboy, chews-bubble-gum-pilot, ignores the reddish-brown
planet filling the window, receiving an incoming transmission with a press of a button.
Scout Pilot (on Radio)
I don't give a damn what you think about my tastes, leutenant. You just
get your boys down that storm, take a pebble, and leave.
Matilda
You startin' to sound like the old man.
Scout Pilot (on Radio)
Just do your damn job.
Matilda
Oh, alright darlin'. Now, don't 'ya worry. We be gettin' them baby pebbles now, okay?
The Radio signal starts getting weak, choppy. The ship shakes as they begin their descent
into the planet's atmosphere, when a sharp beating sound pulls Matilda back grabbing her
head in agony.
Scout Pilot (on Radio, breaking up)
I don't want any more surprises this time. You copy that, Em?
Matilda shifts and steers, as she recovers herself, dodging huge rocks in the air.
They're getting closer to reaching a much clearer sky. Something more appropriate,
natural, normal.
Matilda (to comm)
Alright, boys, fun's almost over.
Matilda (to herself)
What in god's name was that?
cut to:
Int. Battlecruiser Triton -- central command deck.
An array of advanced computers and high-tech equipment decorates this deck. Almost feels
like this ship is some sort of a mobile science facility.
Captain Trevor Gram -- late 50's, rugged, he clearly has been through many battles,
too much even for any man --, grabs his cup, draining it clean with one gulp.
Trevor Gram
I can't beleive it either. Almost like we've been out here for too long.
Doctor Victor Dome, not your typical nerd scientist, slowly snakes his way. Steadily,
taking the cup away from Tervor's trembling grip.
Victor
We have to be patient. Waiting has its own results. Let time do the work for us at the
moment.
Trevor Gram
That's the thing, Vic. Listen, something strange is happening on my ship. The longer
we wait in this god forsaken space, the more we risk our assess to nothing!
Victor takes the Captain's chair, turning his back against Trevor. Tapping his fingers
like playing on a piano, slowly, one after the other, then stops.
Victor (to himself)
You haven't seen anything yet, Captain.
Cut to:
Ext. Planet's Surface -- day.
Strong winds stirrs dust flying everywhere. Up ahead the dropship floats over, fighting
the wind, trying to stablize for drop.
Marines exits the ship in haste, one, a pair, and three more.
Wristbone, a skinny guy in a much slimmer suit design, jumps down last. All other marines
gather around him, all four of them.
The winds blows stronger, even as the Dropship takes flight.
Wristbone (screaming)
Alright! I need two men --
Grisly, mid 30's, huge guy, almost finding his marine suit too tight, throws his rifle
to the ground in revolt.
Girsly (interrupting)
Why do you always have to scream, man!? Radio, dude. Radio!
Marco, calm and collected, mobster type of a guy, picks up Grisly's rifle, returning
the dusty thing back to its rightful owner.
Marco
Looks like we got ourselves a hungry bear in our hands.
Wristbone (still screaming)
Right, right! Sorry about that, mate!
Joanne, pretty, eyes deep and dreamy, pushes Grisly to back off.
Joanne
You don't want me wasting my scrubs on something like this. So calm down.
Cyrus, early 20's, your typical new recruit, takes a shot at an ice breaker.
Cyrus
I'd like you to save some for me too!
Obviously not even remotely funny, nor making any sense. Everyone gives him the stare.
Cyrus
Okay, okay, I'm a rookie. Obviously regarding everything else.
Joanne
You're cute, so, yeah, sure. I'd save one for you.
Marco (interrupting)
We all know where and what we're after. Let's go in there and get the schmucks talking.
Wristbone (whisphering)
Alright.
The squad starts moving out, then we cut to:
Int. Planetary Fortress -- science lab.
The place is a mess. Everything broken, glass, metal, chairs, everything is in chaos.
Lights flicker, as if something terrible has taken control of this place. Something
extra ordinary.
The squad looks around. This is obviously something they weren't expecting to find.
Joanne
Nope, nothing. Seems like this place has been abandoned or something.
Marco
Not really. Look --
Marco leads everyone towards a computer console just up ahead. It's still recording
something. But something's out of place.
Upon closer inspection, we find the console's keys still pressed, the operator's chair
dented, as if someone's still sitting on it. This goes for everything else. Shapes
begin to glimmer, telling us people are still here.
Marco
Stasis. This entire facility could have been warped here for some reason. Everyone's
still phasing in.
Wristbone (screaming)
Not good, not good!
Cyrus (to marco)
Protoss technology?
Marco
Maybe, but I don't think so. It's the why that bothers me more.
Grisly takes point at the exit. Checking left hall, right hall. All clear.
Grisly
We got company.
Joanne's scanner comes to life. Rapidly, one bleep, two more, until it fries out.
Joanne
There goes our eyes.
Marco keeps looking around, very careful not to come in contact with phased objects,
while Grisly slips out the room and takes forward position.
Grisly
We gotta move, guys.
Marco slips in a data disk into one of the servers, and begins downloading data.
Marco
Just a few seconds.
Writsbone goes frantic, loses control, and almost bumps into one of the phased personell.
Luckily Cyrus is there to grab him steady.
Cyrus
Keep it together, okay?
Wristbone (screaming)
This is not what we came here for!
Marco's downloading finishes, he's good to go, and everyone else moves out with him only to
find Grisly gone.
Marco
We got a bear on the loose.
Wristbone struggles to radio Grisly in. No response.
Cyrus takes the lead towards the right turn, stopping at the fork.
Cyrus
Through here. He obviously wouldn't go that way.
The band follows, very careful, sweeping their rifles as they haste along, when Cyrus
suddenly disappears in front of them.
They pull back, frantic, everyone's swinging their guns faster, still in perfect
harmony, but not Marco.
Wristbone (to marco)
What are you doing!?
Marco just stands there, the data disk in hand.
Marco
Joanne, can you link us up with Matilda?
Joanne realizes what Marco's thinking. They won't survive this. Not now.
Joanne (shuddering)
Yes, yeah. I guess we could --
Marco throws the disk, Joanne almost fails to catch it.
Marco
Do it.
Fade Out.
Fade In:
Ext. Planetary Fortress Perimeter -- day.
[extraction event follows]
The script shows a few things about the location of the resident, being a planetary fortress which suddenly appears on some planet which the UED ship Triton finds, etc. etc.
Now it's time to "Smash, hack, crush".