Post by RaceFanX on Jan 2, 2009 2:13:27 GMT -5
Experimenting with science-fiction: Please check your sense of reality here before reading.
May be months before we ever see the proper start to this but hey, here the pre-title sequence anyway. Thought I'd experiment with the narritive format.
The logo for Disney appears, it's the old logo's barking variant from 101D2. The action then begins.
It's morning in America. A new day begins as the sun rises over a hill. A small town awakes. People get up, the town comes to life. It's Saturday. At the local McDonald's, three cars are lined up in the drive-thru, folks are stopping by for an Egg McMuffin and a coffee. Kids awaken and head for the living room to watch cartoons (The Pepper Ann theme can be heard coming from a TV). A woman in a green running suit causually jogs thru town, pausing only to check her pulse. For this community, it looks like it's going to be a great day.
At a building marked "Bluelake Animal Rescue," a man flips the sign from "Closed" to "Open." The camera pans in, seemingly thru the glass, before stopping at a pin filled with puppies up for adoption. There's all kinds, pugs, beagles, jack russell terriers. But one little border collie pup stands out in particular. The shot focuses on him as a small girl clad in pink arrives to check out the dogs. Her mother follows her in as the little collie gets right up next to the edge of the pen by the girl.
"That one," said the girl proudly, pointing at the border collie. The man running the shelter proudly reached in and took the dog out of the pen. He put the dog on the floor next to the girl as she took out an orange collar and put it on the dog. A gold dog tag reads "Mitchell." Almost immediately the dog gives his would-be owner a lick on the face.
Two hours and several filled out papers later and our border collie is adopted and out the door on an orange leash with his new owner. The dog climbs into the back seat of the family's vehicle, a dark red early model Dodge Durango SUV, with the girl and off they go. The truck drives thru town, before pulling into the parking lot of a KFC resturant.
"I'm going to head in quick and pick up lunch for today. You alright if I leave you in the car for a few minutes," asked the mother.
"Yes Mom," the girl replied.
"Alright, I'll be back soon," said the mother as she left the truck. She left the keyes in the ignition and the Durango running to keep the truck's air conditioning going. The collie pants, looking around happily...until the mother is inside the resturant and in line to order.
Suddenly the dog's behavior changes. He quits looking around and heads for the driver's side rear door, it's facing away from the resturant. He begins to tag at the handle, finally opening the door. He tries to mak a run for it but is caught by the leash the girl is still holding. She pulls him back and closes the door.
"Bad dog, what's gotten into you Mitchell?," asked the girl. "Why'd you try and get out," she asked.
Collie only blinked, his eyes changing from brown to green. The girl froze in shock. A green beam emits from the collie's eyes. It hits the girl. Offscreen she is heard to scream before the scream trails off into canine yelping. Pan back to the girl, or what was the girl...
A small red and white chihuahua puppy now sits in her place. The dog has a pink collar, the same shade as the girl's clothes. The border collie blinks his eyes again, changing them back to brown. He is emotionless as he casually unfastens the leash and opens the door to get out. The girl, err, chihuahua is shocked.
"What, what, what have you done," she barked.
"I've given you a gift. A little thank you for freeing me from that pound. Now I can proceed with my plans," replied the border collie.
"But Mitchell, you..."
"Changed you into a dog. Yes, I can do that. Marvelous isn't it. You'll be so much happier now," he replied.
"But my Mom, she'll..."
"Remember you only as you are and not as how you were. She sees you now only as you saw me, the family pet," he responded
"Can you change me back," she asked.
"Oh, no can do. But if it's any consolation your new look won't mean a thing in a few days. You're just the first but perhaps I've said too much. Have fun being a puppy," said the collie.
"But, but..."
"Get used to sniffing them," he joked. The chihuahua's pleas had fallen on deaf ears.
The collie turned to walk away. He hopped out of the truck into the parking lot. Suddenly he turned back around.
"Oh, and by the way. The name's not Mitchell..." The dog grabbed his tag and yanked it from his collar. He tossed it aside.
"It's Epsilon. Get used to it, it's a name everyone will soon know"
"But I..." CLANK! Epsilon kicked the door to the Durango shut and causually walked away as if nothing had happened.
Now free of any would-be committments Epsilon began a walk thru the small town, actually admiring the beauty of it all.
"This is actually a pretty nice planet they have here on Earth," said the collie to himself. "I'll take it!" he muttered as he reached the town's square. The town square looks fimilar, the camera pans out revealing a store called "Hobby Lobby" and a few other fimiliar businesses. The town he's in is Grutley.
Suddenly a fimilar odor caught his nose. Dog food, dry dog food like the kind he'd gotten in that pound, and in a large quantity. He looked over to where it was coming from.
The odor was radiating from a general store. An old yellow school bus with black spots painted all over it is parked in front of the store. It had vanity plates reading "101." He approached slowly, hiding under the bus as the owner came out.
An older woman wheeled out a handtruck with three large bags of Anymutt Dog Food on it. She stopped and turned to thank the store's owners.
"Thank you for letting me use the handtruck," she shouted to the store's owners, a male and female of similar age.
"No problem!" replied the male. "Anything to help out Nanny, it's not like you run out of food the day before a delivery often"
"Yeah, well over 101 dalmatians eat a lot," replied Nanny as she pulled the handtruck up the stairs on the bus.
"Over 100 dogs...Perfect, an instant army," thought Epsilon to himself as he wondered out the back and away from the bus and store.
Nanny finished loading the bus and returned the handtruck to the store. She started up the bus and drove off as Epsilon watched. He walked out to where the bus had stood.
"Exhaust. Tsk tsk. It leaves such a polluted trail of scent behind," said Epsilon in a fake emotionally tone.
"But at the end of this trail lies everything I need to start running this joint," he added as he began to follow the scent the bus left behind. It would take him a while to reach it, but he was now headed straight for Dearly Farm.
(The opening credits begin)
The camera suddenly zooms upwards away from Epsilon, taking off like a rocket. It zooms thru the clouds and into space. With a POP! sound music begins to play, specifically a new extended, instrumental synthesizer version of the show's theme. It sounds very 80s as stars fly by. Some of them seem to freeze in place on the screen forming a fimilar pattern before a flash of green light turns them into the series fimilar logo. It holds in place for about 3 seconds before flying by the screen, ending the space theme and leading into a proper title sequence. The names of the cast and crew are shown alongside an hourglass design which shows stock clips from past fanfics including "The Long Road Home," "Bark of War," "Patch and Thunderbolt," "Dogs of Thunder," "Everybody loathes Jerko," "Alternative Love'em and Flea'em" and several others. It's very similar to titles from the James Bond film "On Her Majesty's Secret Service." The new version of the theme and the titles end and the FanFic begins proper...
All characters are copyright to thier respective owners.
I don't own 101 Dalmatians, Disney and Dodie Smith's estate do
I feel bad doing it after Bab drew it, but when I switched from joke trailer to potential fic, this opening in effect replaces the scene he drew. Sorry Bab, I went for more impact.
May be months before we ever see the proper start to this but hey, here the pre-title sequence anyway. Thought I'd experiment with the narritive format.
The logo for Disney appears, it's the old logo's barking variant from 101D2. The action then begins.
It's morning in America. A new day begins as the sun rises over a hill. A small town awakes. People get up, the town comes to life. It's Saturday. At the local McDonald's, three cars are lined up in the drive-thru, folks are stopping by for an Egg McMuffin and a coffee. Kids awaken and head for the living room to watch cartoons (The Pepper Ann theme can be heard coming from a TV). A woman in a green running suit causually jogs thru town, pausing only to check her pulse. For this community, it looks like it's going to be a great day.
At a building marked "Bluelake Animal Rescue," a man flips the sign from "Closed" to "Open." The camera pans in, seemingly thru the glass, before stopping at a pin filled with puppies up for adoption. There's all kinds, pugs, beagles, jack russell terriers. But one little border collie pup stands out in particular. The shot focuses on him as a small girl clad in pink arrives to check out the dogs. Her mother follows her in as the little collie gets right up next to the edge of the pen by the girl.
"That one," said the girl proudly, pointing at the border collie. The man running the shelter proudly reached in and took the dog out of the pen. He put the dog on the floor next to the girl as she took out an orange collar and put it on the dog. A gold dog tag reads "Mitchell." Almost immediately the dog gives his would-be owner a lick on the face.
Two hours and several filled out papers later and our border collie is adopted and out the door on an orange leash with his new owner. The dog climbs into the back seat of the family's vehicle, a dark red early model Dodge Durango SUV, with the girl and off they go. The truck drives thru town, before pulling into the parking lot of a KFC resturant.
"I'm going to head in quick and pick up lunch for today. You alright if I leave you in the car for a few minutes," asked the mother.
"Yes Mom," the girl replied.
"Alright, I'll be back soon," said the mother as she left the truck. She left the keyes in the ignition and the Durango running to keep the truck's air conditioning going. The collie pants, looking around happily...until the mother is inside the resturant and in line to order.
Suddenly the dog's behavior changes. He quits looking around and heads for the driver's side rear door, it's facing away from the resturant. He begins to tag at the handle, finally opening the door. He tries to mak a run for it but is caught by the leash the girl is still holding. She pulls him back and closes the door.
"Bad dog, what's gotten into you Mitchell?," asked the girl. "Why'd you try and get out," she asked.
Collie only blinked, his eyes changing from brown to green. The girl froze in shock. A green beam emits from the collie's eyes. It hits the girl. Offscreen she is heard to scream before the scream trails off into canine yelping. Pan back to the girl, or what was the girl...
A small red and white chihuahua puppy now sits in her place. The dog has a pink collar, the same shade as the girl's clothes. The border collie blinks his eyes again, changing them back to brown. He is emotionless as he casually unfastens the leash and opens the door to get out. The girl, err, chihuahua is shocked.
"What, what, what have you done," she barked.
"I've given you a gift. A little thank you for freeing me from that pound. Now I can proceed with my plans," replied the border collie.
"But Mitchell, you..."
"Changed you into a dog. Yes, I can do that. Marvelous isn't it. You'll be so much happier now," he replied.
"But my Mom, she'll..."
"Remember you only as you are and not as how you were. She sees you now only as you saw me, the family pet," he responded
"Can you change me back," she asked.
"Oh, no can do. But if it's any consolation your new look won't mean a thing in a few days. You're just the first but perhaps I've said too much. Have fun being a puppy," said the collie.
"But, but..."
"Get used to sniffing them," he joked. The chihuahua's pleas had fallen on deaf ears.
The collie turned to walk away. He hopped out of the truck into the parking lot. Suddenly he turned back around.
"Oh, and by the way. The name's not Mitchell..." The dog grabbed his tag and yanked it from his collar. He tossed it aside.
"It's Epsilon. Get used to it, it's a name everyone will soon know"
"But I..." CLANK! Epsilon kicked the door to the Durango shut and causually walked away as if nothing had happened.
Now free of any would-be committments Epsilon began a walk thru the small town, actually admiring the beauty of it all.
"This is actually a pretty nice planet they have here on Earth," said the collie to himself. "I'll take it!" he muttered as he reached the town's square. The town square looks fimilar, the camera pans out revealing a store called "Hobby Lobby" and a few other fimiliar businesses. The town he's in is Grutley.
Suddenly a fimilar odor caught his nose. Dog food, dry dog food like the kind he'd gotten in that pound, and in a large quantity. He looked over to where it was coming from.
The odor was radiating from a general store. An old yellow school bus with black spots painted all over it is parked in front of the store. It had vanity plates reading "101." He approached slowly, hiding under the bus as the owner came out.
An older woman wheeled out a handtruck with three large bags of Anymutt Dog Food on it. She stopped and turned to thank the store's owners.
"Thank you for letting me use the handtruck," she shouted to the store's owners, a male and female of similar age.
"No problem!" replied the male. "Anything to help out Nanny, it's not like you run out of food the day before a delivery often"
"Yeah, well over 101 dalmatians eat a lot," replied Nanny as she pulled the handtruck up the stairs on the bus.
"Over 100 dogs...Perfect, an instant army," thought Epsilon to himself as he wondered out the back and away from the bus and store.
Nanny finished loading the bus and returned the handtruck to the store. She started up the bus and drove off as Epsilon watched. He walked out to where the bus had stood.
"Exhaust. Tsk tsk. It leaves such a polluted trail of scent behind," said Epsilon in a fake emotionally tone.
"But at the end of this trail lies everything I need to start running this joint," he added as he began to follow the scent the bus left behind. It would take him a while to reach it, but he was now headed straight for Dearly Farm.
(The opening credits begin)
The camera suddenly zooms upwards away from Epsilon, taking off like a rocket. It zooms thru the clouds and into space. With a POP! sound music begins to play, specifically a new extended, instrumental synthesizer version of the show's theme. It sounds very 80s as stars fly by. Some of them seem to freeze in place on the screen forming a fimilar pattern before a flash of green light turns them into the series fimilar logo. It holds in place for about 3 seconds before flying by the screen, ending the space theme and leading into a proper title sequence. The names of the cast and crew are shown alongside an hourglass design which shows stock clips from past fanfics including "The Long Road Home," "Bark of War," "Patch and Thunderbolt," "Dogs of Thunder," "Everybody loathes Jerko," "Alternative Love'em and Flea'em" and several others. It's very similar to titles from the James Bond film "On Her Majesty's Secret Service." The new version of the theme and the titles end and the FanFic begins proper...
All characters are copyright to thier respective owners.
I don't own 101 Dalmatians, Disney and Dodie Smith's estate do
I feel bad doing it after Bab drew it, but when I switched from joke trailer to potential fic, this opening in effect replaces the scene he drew. Sorry Bab, I went for more impact.