Blade Runner sequel story is offline.
Posted: Thu Jan 06, 2005 7:14 pmWell...seeing how my sequel/spin off novel idea is only going to be a fan fic only...I've decided to go a different way. I've taken my original idea (for the story Second Unit) and changed a few aspects and direction of the story. Not sure if it will work...but worth a shot. It's hard to try and make a dark gritty future noir without it coming off sounding like Blade Runner.
The Example...
This was part of the Second Unit story:
?Captain Barnes, checking to see if I made it here or is this an actual call just to hear my report??
?Cut the crap Mason, is this a Rep or ain?t it?? The captain speaks to him in a harsh tone of voice.
?Rep? was the captain?s abbreviated word for Replicant, not too complicated to understand, but not very imaginative in Derek?s view. Barnes was the kind of cop that didn?t like fooling around too much when dealing in police work. If there were a murder or severe crime, he?d lay down a strict law about dealing with it as a professional. Many on the force respected him, some found him to be a hard ass, and Derek thought him to be just another cranky old policeman that had seen better days.
?Nope. This is where my job ends and yours just starts. You seriously got to train them boys on how to spot one a little better.?
Barnes rubs his face in frustration and looks back at Derek. ?Well unfortunately you?re the expert on these Rep?s so unless you want to be out of a job totally I suggest you curb that suggestion right now. Have you talked to the witnesses yet??
?Look Barnes?you called me down here to identify the body, not start an investigation with your men. Which by the way?need to learn to bite their tongues when someone comes to help them.? Derek yawns out as he rubs his eyes.
?What?s a matter Mason? Can?t stand a little humor?? The captain snickers.
?Oh no, the joke is funny. It?s the twit that says it that makes the punch line work.?
?Uh huh.? The captain simply smirks. ?Well then, we?ll take over the crime scene then and you can toddle off home to get some sleep. How bout that then??
?Great?do I get pay with that?? Derek says to him as he leans back in the driver seat and closes his eyes.
?No. But from the look of ya I think you need it. Come see me tomorrow morning and I?ll start you on the next assignment.?
Derek?s eyes pop open and gazes at the flickering color monitor. ?It?s not another stack of runaways is it? You know they don?t pay me much for doing those shit cases.?
?Nah, it?s a real doozy. You?ll love it.? Barnes almost smiles at him. ?You have a meeting with the head of OBE corporation?they want you to?get this??, he says snickering again. ?They want you to do a Voight-Komff test on a new model they?re making.?
Derek sat up in the seat and gave an inquisitive look. ?What? Why me? Don?t they have their own people for that??
?Well apparently, they want to see if a Blade Runner, such as yourself, can detect their new Nexus Daus version within the specified Kampff guidelines you?ve been given.?
?Doesn?t make sense Barnes. You sure that?s what it?s about??
The captain?s face on the monitor scrolled slightly as he gave his response.
?Hey?the f**k do I know? It?s a day in the park job and they?re paying you double of that thing you call a salary. You want it? I can always hand it to someone else in the unit.?
Derek sighs and leans back in the seat. ?Fine. I?ll talk to you tomorrow then. Is that all??
?Finished. Now go home and rest?you look like crap?as usual.?
Now here's the altered version of that (No Title Yet) -
?Captain Barnes, checking to see if I made it here or is this an actual call just to hear my report??
?Cut the crap Mason, is this a CyJob or ain?t it?? The captain speaks to him in a harsh tone of voice.
?CyJob? was the captain?s abbreviated word for Mason?s line of work, not too complicated to understand, but not very imaginative in Derek?s view. Barnes was the kind of cop that didn?t like fooling around too much when dealing in police work. If there were a murder or severe crime, he?d lay down a strict law about dealing with it as a professional. Many on the force respected him, some found him to be a hard ass, and Derek thought him to be just another cranky old policeman that had seen better days.
?Nope. This is where my job ends and yours just starts. You seriously got to train them boys on how to spot one a little better.?
Barnes rubs his face in frustration and looks back at Derek. ?Well unfortunately you?re the expert on these CyJob?s so unless you want to be out of a job totally I suggest you curb that suggestion right now. Have you talked to the witnesses yet??
?Look Barnes?you called me down here to check over the corpse and see if it falls into my catagory, it doesn?t and it?s not my problem anymore. Let the rest of the circus down here take care of it?cause I?m just too damn tired with putting up with their shit.? Derek yawns out as he rubs his eyes.
?What?s a matter Mason? Can?t stand a little humor?? The captain snickers.
?Yeah, they?re a riot these guys. Must have learned that razor sharp wit from you.?
?Uh huh.? The captain simply smirks. ?Well then, we?ll take over the crime scene then and you can toddle off home to get some sleep. How bout that then??
?Great?do I get pay with that?? Derek says to him as he leans back in the driver seat and closes his eyes.
?No. But from the look of ya I think you need it. Come see me tomorrow morning and I?ll start you on the next assignment.?
Derek?s eyes pop open and gazes at the flickering color monitor. ?It?s not another stack of android runaways and hologram pervs? is it? You know they don?t pay me much for doing those shit cases.?
?Nah, it?s a real doozy. You?ll love it.? Barnes almost smiles at him. ?You have a meeting with the head of OBE corporation?they want you to?get this??, he says snickering again. ?They want to come and test out a new android model they?ve built. And for some damn reason they asked for you by name.?
Derek sat up in the seat and gave an inquisitive look. ?What? Why me? Don?t they have their own people for that??
?Well apparently, they?ve read up on your expertise in CyJobs and feel that you might be the one to give them some information on how to improve the models.?
?Doesn?t make sense Barnes. You sure that?s what it?s about??
The captain?s face on the monitor scrolled slightly as he gave his response.
?Hey?the f**k do I know? It?s a day in the park job and they?re paying you double of that thing you call a salary. You want it? I can always tell them you refused and hand it to someone else in the unit.?
Derek sighs and leans back in the seat. ?Fine. I?ll go see them tomorrow then. Is that all??
?Finished. Now go home and rest?you look like crap?as usual.?
I dunno...sounds too much like Blade Runner, though I am trying to make it slightly different. It kinda sucks that I can't write the book I've shaped in my mind...it would have been a good spin off series. I just don't want to write it as a fan fic...
The Example...
This was part of the Second Unit story:
?Captain Barnes, checking to see if I made it here or is this an actual call just to hear my report??
?Cut the crap Mason, is this a Rep or ain?t it?? The captain speaks to him in a harsh tone of voice.
?Rep? was the captain?s abbreviated word for Replicant, not too complicated to understand, but not very imaginative in Derek?s view. Barnes was the kind of cop that didn?t like fooling around too much when dealing in police work. If there were a murder or severe crime, he?d lay down a strict law about dealing with it as a professional. Many on the force respected him, some found him to be a hard ass, and Derek thought him to be just another cranky old policeman that had seen better days.
?Nope. This is where my job ends and yours just starts. You seriously got to train them boys on how to spot one a little better.?
Barnes rubs his face in frustration and looks back at Derek. ?Well unfortunately you?re the expert on these Rep?s so unless you want to be out of a job totally I suggest you curb that suggestion right now. Have you talked to the witnesses yet??
?Look Barnes?you called me down here to identify the body, not start an investigation with your men. Which by the way?need to learn to bite their tongues when someone comes to help them.? Derek yawns out as he rubs his eyes.
?What?s a matter Mason? Can?t stand a little humor?? The captain snickers.
?Oh no, the joke is funny. It?s the twit that says it that makes the punch line work.?
?Uh huh.? The captain simply smirks. ?Well then, we?ll take over the crime scene then and you can toddle off home to get some sleep. How bout that then??
?Great?do I get pay with that?? Derek says to him as he leans back in the driver seat and closes his eyes.
?No. But from the look of ya I think you need it. Come see me tomorrow morning and I?ll start you on the next assignment.?
Derek?s eyes pop open and gazes at the flickering color monitor. ?It?s not another stack of runaways is it? You know they don?t pay me much for doing those shit cases.?
?Nah, it?s a real doozy. You?ll love it.? Barnes almost smiles at him. ?You have a meeting with the head of OBE corporation?they want you to?get this??, he says snickering again. ?They want you to do a Voight-Komff test on a new model they?re making.?
Derek sat up in the seat and gave an inquisitive look. ?What? Why me? Don?t they have their own people for that??
?Well apparently, they want to see if a Blade Runner, such as yourself, can detect their new Nexus Daus version within the specified Kampff guidelines you?ve been given.?
?Doesn?t make sense Barnes. You sure that?s what it?s about??
The captain?s face on the monitor scrolled slightly as he gave his response.
?Hey?the f**k do I know? It?s a day in the park job and they?re paying you double of that thing you call a salary. You want it? I can always hand it to someone else in the unit.?
Derek sighs and leans back in the seat. ?Fine. I?ll talk to you tomorrow then. Is that all??
?Finished. Now go home and rest?you look like crap?as usual.?
Now here's the altered version of that (No Title Yet) -
?Captain Barnes, checking to see if I made it here or is this an actual call just to hear my report??
?Cut the crap Mason, is this a CyJob or ain?t it?? The captain speaks to him in a harsh tone of voice.
?CyJob? was the captain?s abbreviated word for Mason?s line of work, not too complicated to understand, but not very imaginative in Derek?s view. Barnes was the kind of cop that didn?t like fooling around too much when dealing in police work. If there were a murder or severe crime, he?d lay down a strict law about dealing with it as a professional. Many on the force respected him, some found him to be a hard ass, and Derek thought him to be just another cranky old policeman that had seen better days.
?Nope. This is where my job ends and yours just starts. You seriously got to train them boys on how to spot one a little better.?
Barnes rubs his face in frustration and looks back at Derek. ?Well unfortunately you?re the expert on these CyJob?s so unless you want to be out of a job totally I suggest you curb that suggestion right now. Have you talked to the witnesses yet??
?Look Barnes?you called me down here to check over the corpse and see if it falls into my catagory, it doesn?t and it?s not my problem anymore. Let the rest of the circus down here take care of it?cause I?m just too damn tired with putting up with their shit.? Derek yawns out as he rubs his eyes.
?What?s a matter Mason? Can?t stand a little humor?? The captain snickers.
?Yeah, they?re a riot these guys. Must have learned that razor sharp wit from you.?
?Uh huh.? The captain simply smirks. ?Well then, we?ll take over the crime scene then and you can toddle off home to get some sleep. How bout that then??
?Great?do I get pay with that?? Derek says to him as he leans back in the driver seat and closes his eyes.
?No. But from the look of ya I think you need it. Come see me tomorrow morning and I?ll start you on the next assignment.?
Derek?s eyes pop open and gazes at the flickering color monitor. ?It?s not another stack of android runaways and hologram pervs? is it? You know they don?t pay me much for doing those shit cases.?
?Nah, it?s a real doozy. You?ll love it.? Barnes almost smiles at him. ?You have a meeting with the head of OBE corporation?they want you to?get this??, he says snickering again. ?They want to come and test out a new android model they?ve built. And for some damn reason they asked for you by name.?
Derek sat up in the seat and gave an inquisitive look. ?What? Why me? Don?t they have their own people for that??
?Well apparently, they?ve read up on your expertise in CyJobs and feel that you might be the one to give them some information on how to improve the models.?
?Doesn?t make sense Barnes. You sure that?s what it?s about??
The captain?s face on the monitor scrolled slightly as he gave his response.
?Hey?the f**k do I know? It?s a day in the park job and they?re paying you double of that thing you call a salary. You want it? I can always tell them you refused and hand it to someone else in the unit.?
Derek sighs and leans back in the seat. ?Fine. I?ll go see them tomorrow then. Is that all??
?Finished. Now go home and rest?you look like crap?as usual.?
I dunno...sounds too much like Blade Runner, though I am trying to make it slightly different. It kinda sucks that I can't write the book I've shaped in my mind...it would have been a good spin off series. I just don't want to write it as a fan fic...
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