I really have some great ideas for stories for the people of Sals and would like for them to have access to my stories, because it would hopefully entertain them.
2. My desired position is:
Entertainment Writer
3. Any experience in this area?
Stories for school. I was on the paper when the InvisionFree forums were up, but became inactive.
4. My example:
I have a script I wrote for an episode of Lost, so I hope it will be understandable. If not I can post something else. Here is the script.
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Title: Veuillez nous aider
Based on the Television Series
LOST created by
Jeffrey Lieber,
J.J. Abrams,
And Damon Lindelof
Blank screen.
Woman’s Voice-Il est dehors, il est dehors et Brandon a pris les clés, Veuillez nous aider, Ils sont morts, ils sont tous morts.
Ext. Beach-Night-FlashBack
A woman’s figure is crouched over a tape recorder
Voice-Danielle.
The woman looks up.
Danielle-French Subtitles-What do you want?
Man-FS-How’s the baby?
Danielle-FS-He’s fine, Robert.
Robert sits down next to his wife.
Robert-FS-Don’t worry, my sweet; They’ll find us.
Danielle gets up.
Danielle-FS- How can you be so sure?
Distant voice-Robert!
Cut to:
<H2 style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt">LOST</H2>
Ext. Beach-Day
Bernard-Hurley, it’s been a while since Jack told us the phone got unjammed. Are you sure Charlie’s ok?
Hurley-OF course he is! Didn’t he say he could hold his breath for like, four minutes?
Sawyer-Well, Jabba, ever thought that limey little runt was lyin?
Hurley-Hey! No nicknames!
Hurley glares at Sawyer.
Sawyer-A week was a while ago!
Hurley-A week got renewed. We played poker, remember?
Sawyer glares.
Sawyer-Son of a b*tch.
Jin looks up from the sand.
Jin-Boat!
Juliet looks up at the horizon.
Juliet-Is it them?
Ext-Radio Tower-Day
Danielle is standing next to Ben and Sun.
Danielle-Why did John Locke kill that woman?
Sun-I don’t know. He never even met her. Locke hasn’t been with us lately. Ever since you all went to the others camp.
Danielle-Which way did he go?
Ext. Jungle-Night-Rain
Danielle is yelling in pain.
Danielle-FS-Get it out Robert! Arghh!
Robert-FS-Push, Danielle, push!
Danielle-AAAAAAAARRRRGH!!!
Robert-fs-Almost! There we go!!
Danielle-fs-What is it?!
Robert-fs-It’s a girl!
Danielle cries tears of happiness as she takes her newborn baby from her husband.
Robert-fs-What would you like to call it?
Danielle-fs-Call it Alex. Alex Rousseau.
Int. Tent-Night
Danielle sits up. Suddenly her husband starts having a seizure. Blood rolls down from his ears and nose. Danielle panics, and runs out of the tent into the other tent that has her other crew members. They are also enduring the same thing as her husband. Danielle runs back into her tent and grabs her gun. Whispers start up from nowhere.
Robert-fs-KILL ME NOW!!!
Danielle-fs-I love you. And I’m sorry.
Robert-fs-I love you too. Argh!!!
Danielle fires her gun and her husband dies. Alex is crying very loudly. She runs into the other tent and shoots her the other two survivors. Suddenly, she is knocked down by a large stick. Alex rolls out of her arms. Danielle gropes for her, but two other hands get there first. The rustling and the whispers stop.
Danielle-No!