User:Noxigar/ChaosPilotRemake

Synopsis

• Oh yes, yes again.
• After getting time off for good behaviour, Chaos exits prison and begins life anew in Towningdale.
• DENIAL: Chaos finds the new life with an old friend of his, Lex, to be anathema to what he expected.
• ANGER: Lex's new roommate - Garfield Wiggins - causes Chaos ire due to his eccentricities.
• BARGAINING: After finding minor positives due to time with Lex and Garfield, Chaos schemes for a way to improve his life situation.
• DEPRESSION: Chaos's attempts to find new friends, via a group of hipsters at Surreal Cereals, falls short.
• ACCEPTANCE: Garfield returns from his own journey elsewhere, and Chaos takes the opportunity to make amends and give Garfield a second impression.

Transcript

{The scene starts with a prison cell. Inside the prison cell is a raven-haired man. Zoom out to show that two Orc guards begin approaching his cell.}

ORC GUARD 1: You sure he's the one?

ORC GUARD 2: Krusk asked us to get a "Felix Abraxas Zabat" ready for parole.

ORC GUARD 1: I never thought he'd-

CHAOS: You never thought I'd what?

{Pan to a shot of the same raven-haired man, now looking at the guards.}

ORC GUARD 1: I never thought you of all people would pass the psych evaluation necessary to get time off for good behaviour!

CHAOS: I didn't fucking murder anybody, Agrob.

ORC GUARD 2: You did steal from a well-off casino. And almost got away with it.

AGROB: Felix-

CHAOS: Please, call me Chaos. That's what my friends call me.

{Agrob rolls her eyes.}

AGROB: Okay, fine... {sighs} Chaos, please don't make this harder than it needs to be.

{The second Orc guard unlocks the prison door, while Agrob keeps a firm eye on Chaos.}

CHAOS: Today's definitely my lucky day!

{Cut to a security gate near the exit of the prison. A third Orc guard - Krusk - takes out some items, and gives each to Chaos.}

KRUSK: Black shirt... check. Black jeans... check. Leather belt... check. Skull belt buckle... check. Toshiteck Cassette Player... check. Wallet... check. Credit card... check. Oh, um. Condoms... check. Klaus Nomi Cassette Tape... check. And a Ring of Destruction... check. Does all this sound right to you?

CHAOS: Sure does.

KRUSK: Congratulations on being offered parole. What have you learned in your three years?

CHAOS: To not get caught.

{The second Orc guard elbows Chaos in the ribs.}

CHAOS: Ow, I was kidding, Volthek!

{Chaos rubs where he was elbowed.}

CHAOS: Ugh, where was I?

{Chaos closes his eyes, and takes a deep breath.}

CHAOS: To not commit any more crimes, and in my aspiration to not commit more crimes, to be a good, functioning member of society. I believe you know the rest, yeah?

VOLTHEK: Eh, whatever. Good enough for us.

KRUSK: Agreed. I think you can escort him outside now, Agrob.

AGROB: Why does it have to be me?! I always had to deal with this clown.

CHAOS: I'm not a clown. I'm an Anarchomancer.

VOLTHEK: I have to go back on rotation, and your shift's almost over anyway.

AGROB: Ugh, fine. I'll deal with him in his last moments here.

KRUSK: You do us all proud, Agrob!

{Fast-forward to outside the prison. Agrob and Chaos see an ice cream truck in the distance.}

AGROB: Did... you request some ice cream on your way out?

CHAOS: That's not for me. That's probably for your friends.

AGROB: We have different ice cream trucks that park in our lot. This looks to be your... "cool" ride.

CHAOS: That definitely doesn't look like any limousine I would recognize!

{Agrob snorts, laughing loudly. Cut to the ice cream truck's front seat, piloted by a blond man in fancy clothes.}

AGROB: {offscreen, still laughing} Some ride, huh?

{The blond man gets out of the truck, and approaches Chaos.}

AGROB: Halt! Do you know this parolee?

???: Know 'im? O' course I know 'im!

{Agrob turns to face Chaos.}

AGROB: Do you know him?

{Chaos lowers his head, embarassedly.}

CHAOS: Yeah, I... do...

{Chaos exasperatedly sighs.}

CHAOS: And I thought today was my lucky day...

{The blond man approaches Agrob, and shakes her head.}

LEX: My name's Lex, and I'm 'is ride!

CHAOS: You know, when you said you found a "sick ride that would be super dope," I was expecting something waaaaaaaayyyyyyyy more high-end.

LEX: This ice cream truck an' I go way back! Hell, I even got it spruced up to have an engine that roars as good as any high-falutin' rich man's car!

CHAOS: You definitely wouldn't know a rich man if he bit you in the ass!

{Agrob laughs again.}

AGROB: I'm sure you'll get used to it, Chaos.

{Chaos facepalms. Cut to inside the ice cream truck, with Agrob sarcastically waving goodbye at him and Lex. The truck drives off, heading away from the prison.}