Jurassic Park III
Posted: Tue Feb 26, 2008 11:22 pmThis is pretty much a redo of JP3... one that hopefually you folks enjoy better as the third addition to the saga. I know you guys disliked that movie... so if I was directing it... maybe it would be this.
Intro:
Costa Rica: 2001
A light breeze swept buy some palm trees. The sway of them was as if someone was blowing on a flame. Before it blows out, it bends, as the palm trees were. Grass covered the jungle enviornment as plants were scattered everywere. If one saw this they would shrug it off as any island. But this was no ordinary island. It was an island inhabinated by dinosaurs. Dinosaurs lived on this island, living without anything else touching them. The Costa Rica government protected it from any human interference at the request of John Hammond. But some people don't listen to the law. Some people break the law. People like the ones in the helicopter hovering high over the island. A camoflauge helicopter. An army helicopter. But no soilders were on it.
"Send the rest of the squad in after we confirm the rumors." a dark tanned man said.
"Yes, I know. They have the equitment." Said another one. Each had a machine gun strapped to his back and a camoflauge uniform.
"We just need to see one of them, then tell them to come." The other man said. They lowered the chopper ever so slightly as they looked out the window.
The view was great; you could see lots of trees. But they were looking for Dinosaurs. They couldn't see any yet, but they weren't done.
"I don't have all day. Let's finish up." The first man to speak said. He looked impaitiontly for a sign of any creatures.
"Is that one over there?" The other man said, pointing out the window.
"Yes, yes it is." The man said. He looked were the man was pointing and saw a creature with a long neck. It was covered with almost bleach tan scales. A few brownish stripes ran down its back.
The first man smiled. He could call in the capture crew, and then they could use the creatures for devistation. It would work.
Chapter I:
A door opened in a small room with a circular table as a few figuires walked in. Among them were Alan Grant, Ian Malcolm, Ellie Sattler, and Sarah Harding. The rest were a few mid-eastern men in suits. They sat down at the table, the dark black table and the polished wooden chairs. It seemed like a meeting. One of the men stould up and annouced, "Hello, everyone. Alan Grant, Ellie Sattler, Ian Malcolm, Sarah Harding. You have all been summond here at request of the Costa Rica government."
Ian Malcolm said, "If this has anything thing to do with us going back to the island, we won't do it." Ian noiticed Alan was about to open his mouth.
"Well, it has nothing to do with it at all. They just want to meet with you. They want your reccomendations on what to do with the island."
"Well, tell them to leave it as it is. We don't need to go all the way to Costa Rica to tell them that." Alan Grant said.
"Well, they want a meeting. They request it. John Hammond actually is the one that was summoned, but he requested that you come with him."
"Why can't John do it himself?" Ian Malcolm said.
"He wants the opinions of people who have been to the island."
"Well, me and Grant have never set foot on Isla Sorna." Ellie said.
"But you have survived his dinosaurs. Look, the Costa Rica government is paying for your transportation and cost of being at Costa Rica entirely. They will also give each of you 5 million US dollars to come home with."
"And why would they do that?" Sarah Harding asked.
"Because they know you don't want to interupt your business, so they hope that can repay it."
"Well, if it's making 5 million for just attending a meeting, I guess that would be nice." Grant said.
"I'll come, I guess." Said Ian.
"Ditto that." Said Harding.
"What she said" Ellie said, smiling.
Chapter II:
A huge plane soared through the air. Its destination was supposedly Costa Rica. Malcolm, Grant, Harding, and Sattler were all eating some food that was provided as tehy sat on their seats. They were on a humongeous private jet.
"So, Ian, how was Isla Sorna?" Grant said, sort of sarcasticly.
"Same as Isla Nublar, except no fences, and a bunch of lunatics trying to make a park in California."
"And we saw two rexes." Harding added.
Ian smirked as the plane went on. Then, someone came walking down the isles with a machine gun. He looked at the group, then continued walking. They then heard over the speaker some foreign launguage being spoken. Sattler said, "That's weird."
"What is?" Alan said.
"The speaker just spoke something arabic. Shouldn't this be Spanish?" Ellie said.
Ian paused, then whispered, "I don't think were going to Costa Rica."
The man with the machine gun walked toward them and knocked him on the head with the machine gun. Then he did the same to the rest of the group. Then were knowcked unconcious, as the plane decended, going towards it's real destination...
Intro:
Costa Rica: 2001
A light breeze swept buy some palm trees. The sway of them was as if someone was blowing on a flame. Before it blows out, it bends, as the palm trees were. Grass covered the jungle enviornment as plants were scattered everywere. If one saw this they would shrug it off as any island. But this was no ordinary island. It was an island inhabinated by dinosaurs. Dinosaurs lived on this island, living without anything else touching them. The Costa Rica government protected it from any human interference at the request of John Hammond. But some people don't listen to the law. Some people break the law. People like the ones in the helicopter hovering high over the island. A camoflauge helicopter. An army helicopter. But no soilders were on it.
"Send the rest of the squad in after we confirm the rumors." a dark tanned man said.
"Yes, I know. They have the equitment." Said another one. Each had a machine gun strapped to his back and a camoflauge uniform.
"We just need to see one of them, then tell them to come." The other man said. They lowered the chopper ever so slightly as they looked out the window.
The view was great; you could see lots of trees. But they were looking for Dinosaurs. They couldn't see any yet, but they weren't done.
"I don't have all day. Let's finish up." The first man to speak said. He looked impaitiontly for a sign of any creatures.
"Is that one over there?" The other man said, pointing out the window.
"Yes, yes it is." The man said. He looked were the man was pointing and saw a creature with a long neck. It was covered with almost bleach tan scales. A few brownish stripes ran down its back.
The first man smiled. He could call in the capture crew, and then they could use the creatures for devistation. It would work.
Chapter I:
A door opened in a small room with a circular table as a few figuires walked in. Among them were Alan Grant, Ian Malcolm, Ellie Sattler, and Sarah Harding. The rest were a few mid-eastern men in suits. They sat down at the table, the dark black table and the polished wooden chairs. It seemed like a meeting. One of the men stould up and annouced, "Hello, everyone. Alan Grant, Ellie Sattler, Ian Malcolm, Sarah Harding. You have all been summond here at request of the Costa Rica government."
Ian Malcolm said, "If this has anything thing to do with us going back to the island, we won't do it." Ian noiticed Alan was about to open his mouth.
"Well, it has nothing to do with it at all. They just want to meet with you. They want your reccomendations on what to do with the island."
"Well, tell them to leave it as it is. We don't need to go all the way to Costa Rica to tell them that." Alan Grant said.
"Well, they want a meeting. They request it. John Hammond actually is the one that was summoned, but he requested that you come with him."
"Why can't John do it himself?" Ian Malcolm said.
"He wants the opinions of people who have been to the island."
"Well, me and Grant have never set foot on Isla Sorna." Ellie said.
"But you have survived his dinosaurs. Look, the Costa Rica government is paying for your transportation and cost of being at Costa Rica entirely. They will also give each of you 5 million US dollars to come home with."
"And why would they do that?" Sarah Harding asked.
"Because they know you don't want to interupt your business, so they hope that can repay it."
"Well, if it's making 5 million for just attending a meeting, I guess that would be nice." Grant said.
"I'll come, I guess." Said Ian.
"Ditto that." Said Harding.
"What she said" Ellie said, smiling.
Chapter II:
A huge plane soared through the air. Its destination was supposedly Costa Rica. Malcolm, Grant, Harding, and Sattler were all eating some food that was provided as tehy sat on their seats. They were on a humongeous private jet.
"So, Ian, how was Isla Sorna?" Grant said, sort of sarcasticly.
"Same as Isla Nublar, except no fences, and a bunch of lunatics trying to make a park in California."
"And we saw two rexes." Harding added.
Ian smirked as the plane went on. Then, someone came walking down the isles with a machine gun. He looked at the group, then continued walking. They then heard over the speaker some foreign launguage being spoken. Sattler said, "That's weird."
"What is?" Alan said.
"The speaker just spoke something arabic. Shouldn't this be Spanish?" Ellie said.
Ian paused, then whispered, "I don't think were going to Costa Rica."
The man with the machine gun walked toward them and knocked him on the head with the machine gun. Then he did the same to the rest of the group. Then were knowcked unconcious, as the plane decended, going towards it's real destination...
