Very fun.
Made a game in 24 hours.
No sleep.
Result:
http://www.yoyogames.com/games/show/102725#
Heavy modifications and additions likely over Thanksgiving Break.
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
CHARACTER FILM Final Draft
FADE IN:
EXT. Ithaca - IC Campus - Night
The campus is quiet and dark, the streets dimly lit by occasional street lights. No cars or people can be seen. A voice is faintly heard.
Joe (O.s)
Ow. Wow you suck.
FOOTSTEPS are heard running off into the distance.
INT. Dorm Room - night
The room is dark but fairly lit from the moonlight. KEYS JANGLE briefly. There is some banging on the door. The door opens and JOE's silhouette appears, flooded by the bright hallway lighting.
KEVIN lies in bed, partially lit from the stream of light. He rustles in the sheets.
Joe enters the room and the door closes with a THUD.
Kevin gives a muffled grunt.
Joe walks over to a dresser and opens up a drawer. He looks through it and SLAMS it shut.
Kevin grunts again louder than before.
Joe begins to walk across the room. He trips and falls to the floor
JOE
Ow.
Joe struggles to get back to his feet.
Kevin sighs.
Kevin
What the hell you doin'?
JOE
Eh? Nothin'. Go back to sleep.
KEVIN
Well quit making so much damn noise.
Joe takes a few steps and there is a CRUNCH.
Joe
(quietly)
Fuck me.
Kevin growls.
KEVIN
Are you serious?
Kevin gets up and turns the lights on.
Joe has a black eye and is bleeding from his arm.
JOE
Sorry I broke your...
KEVIN
Jesus Christ, what the hell happened to you?
JOE
Funny story actually.
Joe sits down on the chair by a desk and opens a drawer. He looks through it.
KEVIN
Well?
JOE
Some guy, like, tried to mug me.
KEVIN
Kinda looks like he succeeded.
JOE
No, not really.
KEVIN
Hey umm, you alright?
Joe closes the drawer and opens another one.
JOE
Hmm? Yeah. Sure sure.
KEVIN
You bleedin'?
Joe looks down at his arm briefly.
JOE
Yes.
Joe closes the drawer and sighs.
KEVIN
Uhh... you should really get that looked at. Doesn't look good at all.
JOE
Eh, I'm fine.
Joe opens the mini fridge and looks through it.
Joe
Hey, do you have any gauze?
KEVIN
Umm, no, I don't think most people keep gauze in their room.
JOE
Hmm, I guess you're right.
Kevin shakes his head, confused.
KEVIN
How the hell did this happen?
JOE
Welp, I was walkin' back here after working on some project that's due in a few days and....
Flashback - Ext. Ithaca College campus - night
Joe walks on the grass next to a building. A THUG comes around the corner of the building as Joe nears the end of it. Joe halts in his tracks.
Thug
Give me your wallet.
JOE
Sorry bro, don't got one.
Joe begins to walk around the thug.
THUG
Empty your pockets.
Joe sighs and sticks both hands in his side pants pockets. He removes his keys and ID with one hand and his phone with the other.
THUG
Gimme those.
JOE
You want my ID?
THUG
Yeah, hand it over.
Joe
This is my ID, what the hell are you gonna do with it? It's got my picture on it.
THUG
Give me your fuckin' stuff.
JOE
What are ya? James Bond? You gunna slice yer picture onto my ID? And these are my dorm keys. Sean's gunna realize you aren't me. I bet you don't even know where I live. This ain't worth your trouble, dude.
Joe again tries to walk by the thug.
INT. DORM ROOM - NIGHT
KEVIN
I take it you tried to explain all this to him.
JOE
I did.
Joe lays down on his bed.
JOE
G'night.
KEVIN
Whoa, whoa, whoa. You can't just go to bed.
JOE
Why the hell not? I'm tired as fuck.
KEVIN
You go to bed like that, you're gunna bleed to death.
JOE
You already said we don't have any gauze.
KEVIN
Well shit, go to the health center, you idiot.
JOE
Heh, shame this isn't a medical school, right?
KEVIN
(slowly)
Health Center.
JOE
The what now?
KEVIN
Dude. The health center. Go to the fucking health center.
JOE
We have a health center?
KEVIN
Uh, yeah, every college has one.
JOE
Cool.
Joe turns on the laptop on the desk.
KEVIN
So how come you bleedin'?
JOE
Hmm? Oh.
KEVIN
Your arm...
JOE
Well, the guy wanted my stuff, right? Well I...
FLASHBACK - EXT. ITHACA COLLEGE CAMPUS - NIGHT
THUG
Give me your goddamn stuff.
Joe walks up to the thug and shoves him.
JOE
You want it, you're gunna have to take it.
The thug takes a switchblade out of a pocket, flicks it open and stabs Joe in the arm.
JOE
Ow. Wow you suck.
The thug glares at Joe for a second and punches him in the face.
Joe falls down.
INT. DORM ROOM - NIGHT
KEVIN
Yeesh. Sorry man.
JOE
No worries, no worries.
KEVIN
So, um, does it like not hurt or something?
JOE
Can you beleive that bastard?
KEVIN
What are you doing?
JOE
What a jerk.
KEVIN
Mmm... yes. Again, what are ya doing?
JOE
Wha?
Kevin points to the laptop.
JOE
Oh, you said this place had a health center. I'm looking it up on the map.
KEVIN
I see..
JOE
Ah there it is. Well, gotta run.
Joe stands up and walks towards the door.
KEVIN
Why didn't you call the cops?
JOE
Guy took my phone.
Joe pauses in the doorway.
Joe
Oh, I guess he did succeed.
Joe walks out the door.
Ext. Ithaca - Public safety office - Day
A POLICE OFFICER taps Joe's shoulder. Joe is lying asleep in front of the door to the building. Joe shakes his head a few times and kicks his legs. The officer taps Joe's shoulder again.
POLICE officer
Excuse me, sir?
Joe opens his eyes and sits up.
JOE
Oh, hi.
POLICE OFFICER
What the hell are you doing?
JOE
I would like to file a police report.
The police officer notices Joe's sleeve is soaked with blood.
POLICE OFFICER
Why haven't you gone to a hospital?
JOE
Health center was closed. So I came here. Also closed. Was too tired to walk back to my dorm.
POLICE OFFICER
Okay then. What happened to you?
JOE
Lots of things have happened to me.
The police officer is staring at Joe's wounds.
JOE
Oh right. Some guy stabbed me. And then he took my phone. He also punched me in the face. I don't remember a whole lot after that.
The officer EXHALES loudly and moves a hand down to Joe.
POLICE OFFICER
Let's get you inside, huh?
wide shot - Public safety office and Parking lot
The officer helps Joe up. He opens the door and they begin to walk inside.
JOE
Oh also, he ruined my favorite shirt.
POLICE OFFICER
Yep.
JOE
And did I mention...
The door closes and the conversation cut off.
INT. DORM ROOM - Day
Joe opens the door and walks in, he carries a single piece of paper and has a bandage on his arm.
JOE
Hello friend.
Kevin is in bed, not quite awake, not quite asleep.
KEVIN
Dude, it's like 9 AM. Not so loud for fuck's sake.
JOE
Check out this public safety alert.
Joe hands Kevin the piece of paper. Kevin begins to read it.
KEVIN
A stabbing... outside of some building. Suspect described as... you want a hand with that?
Joe holds a bottle of pills in one hand and has the lid between his teeth. He hands the bottle to Kevin. Kevin opens it and hands it back to Joe.
Joe stares at Kevin fondly.
JOE
(softly)
Thank you.
Kevin
Er right, no problem.
Kevin looks back down at the paper.
Kevin
...described as a male between the ages of 15 and 30 and wearing a hat.
Kevin looks up from the paper.
KEVIN
That's... that's some description there.
Joe nods rapidly.
JOE
Yes.
KEVIN
15 to 30?
JOE
Indeed.
KEVIN
You couldn't come up with a smaller range?
JOE
I'm a terrible judge of age...
KEVIN
Right... Wearing a hat?
JOE
Well he was.
KEVIN
You think a 15 year old stabbed you?
JOE
Hey man, this is New York.
KEVIN
Yeah, people usually only say that about New York City, not Ithaca.
Joe stares at Kevin for a few seconds.
JOE
I'm going to be late for class.
Joe grabs a backpack and runs out the door.
The door SLAMS shut.
KEVIN
It's Sunday...
FADE OUT.
EXT. Ithaca - IC Campus - Night
The campus is quiet and dark, the streets dimly lit by occasional street lights. No cars or people can be seen. A voice is faintly heard.
Joe (O.s)
Ow. Wow you suck.
FOOTSTEPS are heard running off into the distance.
INT. Dorm Room - night
The room is dark but fairly lit from the moonlight. KEYS JANGLE briefly. There is some banging on the door. The door opens and JOE's silhouette appears, flooded by the bright hallway lighting.
KEVIN lies in bed, partially lit from the stream of light. He rustles in the sheets.
Joe enters the room and the door closes with a THUD.
Kevin gives a muffled grunt.
Joe walks over to a dresser and opens up a drawer. He looks through it and SLAMS it shut.
Kevin grunts again louder than before.
Joe begins to walk across the room. He trips and falls to the floor
JOE
Ow.
Joe struggles to get back to his feet.
Kevin sighs.
Kevin
What the hell you doin'?
JOE
Eh? Nothin'. Go back to sleep.
KEVIN
Well quit making so much damn noise.
Joe takes a few steps and there is a CRUNCH.
Joe
(quietly)
Fuck me.
Kevin growls.
KEVIN
Are you serious?
Kevin gets up and turns the lights on.
Joe has a black eye and is bleeding from his arm.
JOE
Sorry I broke your...
KEVIN
Jesus Christ, what the hell happened to you?
JOE
Funny story actually.
Joe sits down on the chair by a desk and opens a drawer. He looks through it.
KEVIN
Well?
JOE
Some guy, like, tried to mug me.
KEVIN
Kinda looks like he succeeded.
JOE
No, not really.
KEVIN
Hey umm, you alright?
Joe closes the drawer and opens another one.
JOE
Hmm? Yeah. Sure sure.
KEVIN
You bleedin'?
Joe looks down at his arm briefly.
JOE
Yes.
Joe closes the drawer and sighs.
KEVIN
Uhh... you should really get that looked at. Doesn't look good at all.
JOE
Eh, I'm fine.
Joe opens the mini fridge and looks through it.
Joe
Hey, do you have any gauze?
KEVIN
Umm, no, I don't think most people keep gauze in their room.
JOE
Hmm, I guess you're right.
Kevin shakes his head, confused.
KEVIN
How the hell did this happen?
JOE
Welp, I was walkin' back here after working on some project that's due in a few days and....
Flashback - Ext. Ithaca College campus - night
Joe walks on the grass next to a building. A THUG comes around the corner of the building as Joe nears the end of it. Joe halts in his tracks.
Thug
Give me your wallet.
JOE
Sorry bro, don't got one.
Joe begins to walk around the thug.
THUG
Empty your pockets.
Joe sighs and sticks both hands in his side pants pockets. He removes his keys and ID with one hand and his phone with the other.
THUG
Gimme those.
JOE
You want my ID?
THUG
Yeah, hand it over.
Joe
This is my ID, what the hell are you gonna do with it? It's got my picture on it.
THUG
Give me your fuckin' stuff.
JOE
What are ya? James Bond? You gunna slice yer picture onto my ID? And these are my dorm keys. Sean's gunna realize you aren't me. I bet you don't even know where I live. This ain't worth your trouble, dude.
Joe again tries to walk by the thug.
INT. DORM ROOM - NIGHT
KEVIN
I take it you tried to explain all this to him.
JOE
I did.
Joe lays down on his bed.
JOE
G'night.
KEVIN
Whoa, whoa, whoa. You can't just go to bed.
JOE
Why the hell not? I'm tired as fuck.
KEVIN
You go to bed like that, you're gunna bleed to death.
JOE
You already said we don't have any gauze.
KEVIN
Well shit, go to the health center, you idiot.
JOE
Heh, shame this isn't a medical school, right?
KEVIN
(slowly)
Health Center.
JOE
The what now?
KEVIN
Dude. The health center. Go to the fucking health center.
JOE
We have a health center?
KEVIN
Uh, yeah, every college has one.
JOE
Cool.
Joe turns on the laptop on the desk.
KEVIN
So how come you bleedin'?
JOE
Hmm? Oh.
KEVIN
Your arm...
JOE
Well, the guy wanted my stuff, right? Well I...
FLASHBACK - EXT. ITHACA COLLEGE CAMPUS - NIGHT
THUG
Give me your goddamn stuff.
Joe walks up to the thug and shoves him.
JOE
You want it, you're gunna have to take it.
The thug takes a switchblade out of a pocket, flicks it open and stabs Joe in the arm.
JOE
Ow. Wow you suck.
The thug glares at Joe for a second and punches him in the face.
Joe falls down.
INT. DORM ROOM - NIGHT
KEVIN
Yeesh. Sorry man.
JOE
No worries, no worries.
KEVIN
So, um, does it like not hurt or something?
JOE
Can you beleive that bastard?
KEVIN
What are you doing?
JOE
What a jerk.
KEVIN
Mmm... yes. Again, what are ya doing?
JOE
Wha?
Kevin points to the laptop.
JOE
Oh, you said this place had a health center. I'm looking it up on the map.
KEVIN
I see..
JOE
Ah there it is. Well, gotta run.
Joe stands up and walks towards the door.
KEVIN
Why didn't you call the cops?
JOE
Guy took my phone.
Joe pauses in the doorway.
Joe
Oh, I guess he did succeed.
Joe walks out the door.
Ext. Ithaca - Public safety office - Day
A POLICE OFFICER taps Joe's shoulder. Joe is lying asleep in front of the door to the building. Joe shakes his head a few times and kicks his legs. The officer taps Joe's shoulder again.
POLICE officer
Excuse me, sir?
Joe opens his eyes and sits up.
JOE
Oh, hi.
POLICE OFFICER
What the hell are you doing?
JOE
I would like to file a police report.
The police officer notices Joe's sleeve is soaked with blood.
POLICE OFFICER
Why haven't you gone to a hospital?
JOE
Health center was closed. So I came here. Also closed. Was too tired to walk back to my dorm.
POLICE OFFICER
Okay then. What happened to you?
JOE
Lots of things have happened to me.
The police officer is staring at Joe's wounds.
JOE
Oh right. Some guy stabbed me. And then he took my phone. He also punched me in the face. I don't remember a whole lot after that.
The officer EXHALES loudly and moves a hand down to Joe.
POLICE OFFICER
Let's get you inside, huh?
wide shot - Public safety office and Parking lot
The officer helps Joe up. He opens the door and they begin to walk inside.
JOE
Oh also, he ruined my favorite shirt.
POLICE OFFICER
Yep.
JOE
And did I mention...
The door closes and the conversation cut off.
INT. DORM ROOM - Day
Joe opens the door and walks in, he carries a single piece of paper and has a bandage on his arm.
JOE
Hello friend.
Kevin is in bed, not quite awake, not quite asleep.
KEVIN
Dude, it's like 9 AM. Not so loud for fuck's sake.
JOE
Check out this public safety alert.
Joe hands Kevin the piece of paper. Kevin begins to read it.
KEVIN
A stabbing... outside of some building. Suspect described as... you want a hand with that?
Joe holds a bottle of pills in one hand and has the lid between his teeth. He hands the bottle to Kevin. Kevin opens it and hands it back to Joe.
Joe stares at Kevin fondly.
JOE
(softly)
Thank you.
Kevin
Er right, no problem.
Kevin looks back down at the paper.
Kevin
...described as a male between the ages of 15 and 30 and wearing a hat.
Kevin looks up from the paper.
KEVIN
That's... that's some description there.
Joe nods rapidly.
JOE
Yes.
KEVIN
15 to 30?
JOE
Indeed.
KEVIN
You couldn't come up with a smaller range?
JOE
I'm a terrible judge of age...
KEVIN
Right... Wearing a hat?
JOE
Well he was.
KEVIN
You think a 15 year old stabbed you?
JOE
Hey man, this is New York.
KEVIN
Yeah, people usually only say that about New York City, not Ithaca.
Joe stares at Kevin for a few seconds.
JOE
I'm going to be late for class.
Joe grabs a backpack and runs out the door.
The door SLAMS shut.
KEVIN
It's Sunday...
FADE OUT.
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