BSA225, BSA226, storyboard/first pass animatic, 6 March

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First draft storyboard/animatic for Speed Dates, my 3D story for BSA225 and BSA226.  I've got to finish annotating it, writing up the treatment and something else... there must be something else.. Research.   Compiling the research.

The script:

TITLE SEQUENCE
Not so Long Ago...
In a Cantina Around the Corner..
SPEED DATES

INT. MOS EISLEY CANTINA- DAY.
Your typical hive of scum and villainy. An assortment of bizarre aliens cluster excitedly around the bar, chatting and drinking. Lively space music plays. The Hostess' head pops into frame.

HOSTESS:
It's time to Speed Date!!! Double Y chromosomes drink FREE!!! (garbled alien language, very excited!
with English subtitles) Look at the Talent! Watch out, Gentle Organisms! This one's wanted in SIX
systems! Lots of familiar faces here tonight...

A dark and menacing figure enters.

HOSTESS:
And some new ones, too.

A horrified silence falls over the bar. It's not.. Darth Vader, is it? The band stops with a terrified squeak.

PEDDLER steps into the bar and we see her colourful cloak and metal badges and mask. The speed daters relax and begin to chatter amongst themselves again. PEDDLER has hung up her cloak and nervously surveys the room. A skittering noise and then PET runs in to stand by his mistress.

BARTENDER:
Hey! We don't serve that kind here!

The BARTENDER points to a "NO PETS" sign over his shoulder. PEDDLER pats PET on the head and stations him at the top of the stairs next to her cloak. PET reluctantly stays while PEDDLER makes her way down the stairs to an empty booth and settles in. She drums her fingers in anticipation. HOSTESS reappears with the bell/table light source and hits it.

HOSTESS:
Ring means end of round! NO disintegrations, please.

Bachelor #1 slides onto the chair across from PEDDLER.

BACHELOR #1:
Too tall.

A hand hits the bell/light. PET is watching unhappily from the door.

Bachelor #2 slides onto the chair across from PEDDLER.

BACHELOR #2:
Too nice.

A hand hits the bell/light. PET is getting upset. The bell is rung in quick succession.

BACHELORS:
Too blue. Too single. Smells like... soup.

PEDDLER shifts uncomfortably in her seat. This isn't going well at all. Two figures pull chairs up to her table.

BACHELOR #3:
Oh, you'll do nicely!

PEDDLER perks up.

BACHELOR #3:
Yes, we're looking for someone to join our "collective".

No way! PEDDLER makes a fist under the table. She rapidly slams it on the bell to signal the end of the round.

PET is at full boil now. He bounces down the stairs to the alcove PEDDLER has been sitting in. He struggles onto the chair and then onto the bell/light on the table. PEDDLER is annoyed: what are YOU doing here? Pet indicates that he doesn't love PEDDLER like a pet, he LOVES her like a mate. Can she love him back?

PEDDLER considers this for a moment and then slowly lowers her mask. Her face is like a larger version of PET's. They're the same species! PET waits anxiously for her response. PEDDLER's hand reaches out and rings the bell. PET is crestfallen. Then PEDDLER extends her hand to him. PET is overjoyed! He jumps onto her hand and she lifts him up to eye level. PEDDLER flips a coin at the BARTENDER as she and PET make their way out of the cantina and into the sunlight together.

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