Strassur the Red Panther

Toughts of a Reader and a Writer

Month: March, 2015

Carlos the Anti Hero, Coffee Shop Part 1

Here is Coffee Shop Part 1 of Carlos, the Anti Hero

Coffee Shop

My Friend, Chewbacca

I have two questions for fellow fantasy fans of the sci-fi/fantasy series Star Wars.  You will notice I threw the word fantasy in there, hehe. Let the debate begin….anyway, let us focus. 

Would anyone appreciate a car that sounds like the famous Wookie when accelerating? Maybe not on a Prius or a Ford party car (Fiesta), but not on a huge diesel truck either. Something mid-sized and epic.

Second, most know that famed author R.A. Salvatore killed off Chewy in one of his books, which during an interview on Adventures in Sci-fi Publishing podcast, he claims was an order from the publishers. 

“Publishers, did you order the code red? Son, we live in a world that has walls, and those walls have to be guarded by Wookies with guns.”

Sorry. Anyway,  my question, is that part of the canon or can we expect to see our furry friend in part 7? And will it be a musical? Just kidding, although I will admit some reservation. They have the power of funding, let’s just hope they wield it wisely.

Poison, a short medieval / fantasy movie script

Here is a script I had to write for my MFA program.  Our guidance was a 5 minute script that require a character to make a difficult decision.  Enjoy and let me know what you think, as I am fairly new to script writing.

The formatting is off due to copying it from a word doc.

Tagline:

James’ arch enemy shows up unexpectedly at the tavern where he works, when the bar owner distracts the villain while a poisonous drink is prepared.

FADE IN:

INT. LOCAL TAVERN KITCHEN – NIGHT

JAMES is a tavern barhop that assists in stocking and serving food and drinks at the PIG’S HIDE, a local tavern most popular amongst locals.  He is in his mid twenties with a short beard and a tall and awkwardly skinny frame. 

LEON is the owner of the PIG’S HIDE and looks after the weak framed JAMES.  He is a retired soldier who still bears a large, muscular frame, although he has packed on some weight with all the food and ale at his disposal.  He is balding with a bushy mustache and sharp squinting eyes.

LEON stands in front of the large stove, prepping food as JAMES peers out of the cracked door into the common room while wiping out a earthenware pitcher with a cloth.

JAMES

By the gods, that bastard found me.

LEON

Whatchu talking about boy. You look as though you spotted a apparition.

JAMES

I may have, Leon. You remember about the boy I told you about that always used to throw dung at me and whip my arse with sticks.

LEON

Aye.

JAMES

He just walked in and is at the bar.  That bastard even broke my hunting sling while we were in the middle of the Asperian Forest. Left me to die.

LEON

(Throwing down the large cooking fork) That’s the bastard? I’m gonna go squeeze his throat.

JAMES

No, my friend. I have a better idea.

James walks across the room and reaches into a high mounted cupboard, removing a small leather bag.

LEON

What in the kings name is that?

JAMES

Something I picked up from the apothecary months ago.  Some blessed thistle and mandrake root.

LEON

(Staring at James) You gonna poison him, ain’t ya boy?

JAMES

Yes. (Smiling) But nothing too quick.

From the same cupboard, James brings down a mortar and pestle and sets it heavily on the counter.

JAMES

(Almost in a whisper) Slow and painful.

INT. LOCAL TAVERN COMMON AREA – NIGHT

LEON stands at the bar directly in front of KILLION and for a moment stares at him through the slits in his eyes.

KILLION is a average height man with a stocky build.  He is clean shaven and wears a dark green hunting cloak with the hood still up.  

KILLION

Uh, hello good barkeep. (Shifting in his chair) My name is Kil…

LEON slams his fist onto the counter.

LEON

I know who you are. You’re the piece of dire wolf shit that harassed James for all them years.

KILLION

(Mumbling) I guess I have found the right place.

LEON

What are you mumblin’? Speak the hell up!

KILLION

I, I know many of my past actions were less than…chivalrous, but that is why I am here. (Pausing, Killion looks up at Leon)

LEON

I’m listening. (Crossing his arms)

KILLION

I was a horrible, nasty person, a dragons ass back in those times.  The things I said, my actions…I hurt many people. (Playing nervously with the clasp of his cloak) I came to make things right.

LEON

And how you plan to do that?

KILLION

Well, to start, by saying sorry.  Look. (Staring back at Leon now) It’s no excuse, but I watched my father beat my mother every day during that dark time of my life. I thought treating those weaker like that was life.  But, (looking down again and lowering his voice) after my father beat my mother to death, I knew. I knew it was wrong and I knew he was the problem, not the weak people.

Leon uncrossed his arms and sat down. The tight look on his face loosening.

KILLION

I grabbed my little brother and we fled to the Keep, reporting the matter to the first guard we could find.  I knew it would not bring my mother back, but I vowed to make a change and help those who cannot help themselves.

LEON

(softening his voice) What did you do after that?

Leon poured a mug of brown ale an slid it in front of Killion.

KILLION

I grew and studied, and when I was of age, I joined the infantry.  (Looking up and straightening his back) I am being sent off to fight in the border wars. Since I have no family, I have used my leave to correct my past and tracked down James to here.

LEON

I may know where he is. Wait here.

INT. LOCAL TAVERN KITCHEN – NIGHT

LEON sat in the kitchen, peering out to the bar area quietly.  He told James everything that Killion had told him and watched as James walked slowly towards the bar.  James had spoken outwardly for months about a time when he could inflict revenge on Killion.  The decision was for James and James alone.

LEON

Well my boy, (whispering to himself) what’s it gonna be?

Through the door Leon could see Killion pulling from a bag a brand new hunting sling.  He conversed with James for several moments before Leon turned and walked back towards the stove.

LEON

(Seeing the full cup of brown liquid still sitting next to the mortar, Leon smiled and again whisper to himself) That’s my boy.

FADE OUT.

THE END