Join Date: Jun 2009
Location: Alston, Cumbria
I have an awesome sequel plot.
20 years later...
Businessman: Hey, we need to make some money!
Coffee Boy: How about we sell our sperm?
B: Nah, I'm all out from servicing my wife and 3 mistresses. Hey, wasn't there that planet with some really valuable ore stuff on it? What happened to that?
CB: I think most of the people who went there died.
B: Well then they weren't trying hard enough! Let's go in WITHOUT government approval! That'll save us some time, and also allow us to brutalise the natives, and thereby fulfill Hollywood Law that sequel number two has to be darker than the original!
CB: Umm, I still don't think it's a good idea...
B: Who asked you? You're fired. Send in another pasty faced intern on your way out!
New Coffee Boy: You wanted me sir?
B: Damn right. You know those old planes and walkers that we used to use like 20 years ago? Do we have any of the new, bigger, upgraded versions?
NCB: Why yes we do. Where do you want them?
B: Hmm, well they're probably guarding the tree thing after what happened last time, so let's go for... the OCEANS!! Bwahahahahaaaaaaaaa! They'll never see it coming.
Son Of The Previous Two Main Characters: Hey! I see something coming! I'd better ride home on my dolphin-horse and warn my aging-but-still-feisty father! Maybe this'll be enough to get him out of the funk that he's been in ever since mother died!
I tell you, in three years time, I'll be proved right.
90% of people think they are above average.
Statistically Improbable. Psychologically Inevitable.