Int. FUX Boardroom of the Sith. Day
Baby blood churns and gushes up from a centrally located fountain, as LEGAL CZAR dips his chalice, and he sips. The sweet and melancholy tinge of fresh baby blood.
Turning to LORD MORDOK, high atop his altar, the Legal Czar steps cautiously forward to his master's shadow.
Mordok watches 1,000 screens mounted above the chamber in a semi-circle. On these screens, the FUX logo appears and infiltrates every sector of human existence.
Lord Mordok: There's far too much for us yet to own.
Legal Czar: Yes, my Lord. And what is thy bidding?
Lord Mordok: Foolish scribes, they've left themselves exposed to repurcussions.
Legal Czar: Indeed.
Lord Mordok: Crush them.
Legal Czar: Your will be done, master. But--
Lord Mordok: What?
Legal Czar: What of our public relations?
Ext. The Shire. Day
HOBBITSES tap on mobile devices. They sip lattes and bang out drafts on their round laptops.
Int. PJ Baggins Home. Day
PJ BAGGINS feeds a BABY HOBBIT, returns it to its crib.
PJ Baggins: Mommy's got to return to her work now. Important doins.
She plops down at her computer where the website of PJ Baggins' Free Script Library appears.
PJ Baggins taps out a web page: 'A place for learnin' and greatness, free like the air, like any brick 'n mortar type library!'
Somewhere across the mountains of Mordok the earth trembles and shakes.
To Be Continued ... ?
Baby blood churns and gushes up from a centrally located fountain, as LEGAL CZAR dips his chalice, and he sips. The sweet and melancholy tinge of fresh baby blood.
Turning to LORD MORDOK, high atop his altar, the Legal Czar steps cautiously forward to his master's shadow.
Mordok watches 1,000 screens mounted above the chamber in a semi-circle. On these screens, the FUX logo appears and infiltrates every sector of human existence.
Lord Mordok: There's far too much for us yet to own.
Legal Czar: Yes, my Lord. And what is thy bidding?
Lord Mordok: Foolish scribes, they've left themselves exposed to repurcussions.
Legal Czar: Indeed.
Lord Mordok: Crush them.
Legal Czar: Your will be done, master. But--
Lord Mordok: What?
Legal Czar: What of our public relations?
Ext. The Shire. Day
HOBBITSES tap on mobile devices. They sip lattes and bang out drafts on their round laptops.
Int. PJ Baggins Home. Day
PJ BAGGINS feeds a BABY HOBBIT, returns it to its crib.
PJ Baggins: Mommy's got to return to her work now. Important doins.
She plops down at her computer where the website of PJ Baggins' Free Script Library appears.
PJ Baggins taps out a web page: 'A place for learnin' and greatness, free like the air, like any brick 'n mortar type library!'
Somewhere across the mountains of Mordok the earth trembles and shakes.
To Be Continued ... ?
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