<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284</id><updated>2012-02-16T10:37:32.338-08:00</updated><category term='sex'/><category term='alcohol'/><category term='C:\Documents and Settings\GVillalpando\Desktop\English Web Page\TMPc2bf4quxmv.htm'/><category term='drugs'/><title type='text'>CamSwigCrew</title><subtitle type='html'>Writing With New Media with Marc Bousquet at Santa Clara University, 2009-2010</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Marc Bousquet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00994490111371549591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://itrs.scu.edu/mbousquet/images/headshotmarc1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>622</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-3763763768157201377</id><published>2010-06-11T01:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T01:39:43.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Hypertext</title><content type='html'>Here is the link to my &lt;a href="http://webpages.scu.edu/ftp/jdrimmer/FINAL%20HOME%20PAGE.html"&gt;final hypertext &lt;/a&gt; and my &lt;a href="http://webpages.scu.edu/ftp/jdrimmer/learning%20essay%202.html"&gt;learning essay&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-3763763768157201377?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/3763763768157201377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/06/final-hypertext_11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/3763763768157201377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/3763763768157201377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/06/final-hypertext_11.html' title='Final Hypertext'/><author><name>juliadrimmer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11462828761690947119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-1032937269486520500</id><published>2010-06-10T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T22:43:35.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Done</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://webpages.scu.edu/ftp/wburke/Final%20Remix/Final%20Remix%20Index.htm"&gt;Final Remix&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://webpages.scu.edu/ftp/wburke/learning%20essay%20spring.htm"&gt;Learning Essay&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-1032937269486520500?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/1032937269486520500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/06/done.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/1032937269486520500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/1032937269486520500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/06/done.html' title='Done'/><author><name>Wburke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11447861575242386011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-9205965851672988377</id><published>2010-06-10T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T17:07:13.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Remix Final</title><content type='html'>Here is my remix final!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://webpages.scu.edu/ftp/SJChen/remixhome.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-9205965851672988377?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/9205965851672988377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/06/remix-final.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/9205965851672988377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/9205965851672988377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/06/remix-final.html' title='Remix Final'/><author><name>Sarana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14834022016119677788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-3440813813005854053</id><published>2010-06-10T16:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T16:59:39.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Project - Tom Allen</title><content type='html'>Here is a link to my final website: http://webpages.scu.edu/ftp/tmallen/.  The link to my final hypertext is entitled, "The Daily Report".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-3440813813005854053?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/3440813813005854053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/06/final-project-tom-allen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/3440813813005854053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/3440813813005854053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/06/final-project-tom-allen.html' title='Final Project - Tom Allen'/><author><name>Tom Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05770651160556196419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-4694460166813072164</id><published>2010-06-10T16:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T16:32:24.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Project</title><content type='html'>here is the link to my index page. From there you can click spring quarter, then go to the final project: &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;http://webpages.scu.edu/ftp/adugoni/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-4694460166813072164?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/4694460166813072164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/06/final-project_10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/4694460166813072164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/4694460166813072164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/06/final-project_10.html' title='Final Project'/><author><name>DirtyDugonz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-1501406786688235147</id><published>2010-06-10T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T16:55:56.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Project Completed</title><content type='html'>All my projects are done! Here are the links to my &lt;a href="http://webpages.scu.edu/ftp/jronen/FinalRemixHome.htm"&gt;Final Remix Project&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://webpages.scu.edu/ftp/jronen/Jrwebsites.htm"&gt;my splash (index) page containing all the websites&lt;/a&gt; I made in the Fall and in the Spring, and my &lt;a href="http://webpages.scu.edu/ftp/jronen/LearningEssaySpring.htm"&gt;Learning Essay&lt;/a&gt; as requested. I emailed you as well. Have a great summer Marc!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-1501406786688235147?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/1501406786688235147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/06/final-project-completed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/1501406786688235147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/1501406786688235147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/06/final-project-completed.html' title='Final Project Completed'/><author><name>Josh Ronen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13804170394537115233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sJbr0H7CKoU/SqsaVhb4Y5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/OYqTGLkbB1I/S220/Tahoe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-6015852618376226304</id><published>2010-06-10T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T12:33:56.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Final Hypertext Anthony Mejia</title><content type='html'>My Final Hypertext is Finished. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the link:&lt;br /&gt;www.webpages.scu.edu/ftp/AMejia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-6015852618376226304?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/6015852618376226304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/06/spring-final-hypertext-anthony-mejia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/6015852618376226304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/6015852618376226304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/06/spring-final-hypertext-anthony-mejia.html' title='Spring Final Hypertext Anthony Mejia'/><author><name>Anthony Mejia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056168130251721323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-68240135256279099</id><published>2010-06-10T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T12:13:00.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Andrew Agcaoili-Hella done!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://webpages.scu.edu/ftp/AAgcaoili/remix.html"&gt;Final Remix&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-68240135256279099?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/68240135256279099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/06/andrew-agcaoili-hella-done.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/68240135256279099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/68240135256279099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/06/andrew-agcaoili-hella-done.html' title='Andrew Agcaoili-Hella done!'/><author><name>AndrewAgcaoili13</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014178590187703192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-347329637582114658</id><published>2010-06-10T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T10:11:01.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Hypertext</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://webpages.scu.edu/ftp/jmink"&gt;Final Hypertext!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-347329637582114658?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/347329637582114658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/06/final-hypertext.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/347329637582114658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/347329637582114658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/06/final-hypertext.html' title='Final Hypertext'/><author><name>Julia Mink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04988113113799545383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-2392669251947939963</id><published>2010-06-10T04:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T07:54:10.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Projects:</title><content type='html'>remix: http://webpages.scu.edu/ftp/amolloy/bigbrother/&lt;br /&gt;final: http://scuiswatching.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;learning essay: http://webpages.scu.edu/ftp/amolloy/learning%20essay.pdf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-2392669251947939963?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/2392669251947939963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/06/projects.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/2392669251947939963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/2392669251947939963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/06/projects.html' title='Projects:'/><author><name>Alec Molloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09867521119946554986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-7496512029845973132</id><published>2010-06-09T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T22:35:31.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Project</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://webpages.scu.edu/ftp/kbobbin/SEEING%20home.html"&gt;Final Project&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-7496512029845973132?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/7496512029845973132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/06/final-project.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/7496512029845973132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/7496512029845973132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/06/final-project.html' title='Final Project'/><author><name>katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01752283374732671864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-8244669017867821926</id><published>2010-06-09T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T22:09:36.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mirella Villalpando - LINKS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://webpages.scu.edu/ftp/GVillalpando/differences%20poem.htm"&gt;FINAL PROJECT&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://webpages.scu.edu/ftp/GVillalpando/learning%20essay%20differencespoem.htm"&gt;LEARNING ESSAY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-8244669017867821926?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/8244669017867821926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/06/mirella-villalpando-links.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/8244669017867821926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/8244669017867821926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/06/mirella-villalpando-links.html' title='Mirella Villalpando - LINKS'/><author><name>Mirella Villalpando</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10977989987575748458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-17989836573177321</id><published>2010-06-09T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T20:49:33.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All Done</title><content type='html'>Here are my links&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://webpages.scu.edu/ftp/ccutting/"&gt;Index&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://webpages.scu.edu/ftp/ccutting/adaywithvan.html"&gt;Final Remix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://webpages.scu.edu/ftp/ccutting/learningessay2.html"&gt;Learning Essay &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-17989836573177321?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/17989836573177321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/06/all-done.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/17989836573177321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/17989836573177321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/06/all-done.html' title='All Done'/><author><name>ccutting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11624138488447285169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-941439372667692611</id><published>2010-06-09T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T11:40:05.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Final Remix is finished</title><content type='html'>I emailed this to you, Marc, as well but I'll post it here to be sure!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) here is my i&lt;a href="http://webpages.scu.edu/ftp/BRebboah/"&gt;ndex page for the entire year&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Here is my page with all my projects from the &lt;a href="http://webpages.scu.edu/ftp/BRebboah/second%20quarter.html"&gt;second quarter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) Here is my &lt;a href="http://webpages.scu.edu/ftp/BRebboah/Final%20Project%20Homepage.html"&gt;FINAL REMIX&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) Here is my &lt;a href="http://webpages.scu.edu/ftp/BRebboah/Spring%20Learning%20Essay.html"&gt;learning essay!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a good summer! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-941439372667692611?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/941439372667692611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-final-remix-is-finished.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/941439372667692611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/941439372667692611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-final-remix-is-finished.html' title='My Final Remix is finished'/><author><name>BRebboah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04886131829782213634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-6685785148121078224</id><published>2010-06-08T14:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T14:54:17.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Final project and Learning essay</title><content type='html'>Here is the link to my &lt;a href="http://webpages.scu.edu/ftp/aaharrison/finalcomic.html"&gt;Final project&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here is the link to my &lt;a href="http://webpages.scu.edu/ftp/aaharrison/learningessay.html"&gt;Learning Essay&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-6685785148121078224?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/6685785148121078224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/06/final-project-and-learning-essay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/6685785148121078224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/6685785148121078224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/06/final-project-and-learning-essay.html' title='Final project and Learning essay'/><author><name>aaharrison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08872181727622717946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4XUQrnQXpe4/Tc108zS5e2I/AAAAAAAAABw/xPySq-C1uJY/s220/149825_1722423699978_1219917197_1971155_377044_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-3061365797918243216</id><published>2010-06-03T23:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T23:02:51.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marcus' Revenge</title><content type='html'>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R8ufB2ctkF8&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-3061365797918243216?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/3061365797918243216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/06/marcus-revenge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/3061365797918243216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/3061365797918243216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/06/marcus-revenge.html' title='Marcus&apos; Revenge'/><author><name>Alec Molloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09867521119946554986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-3226554659717986830</id><published>2010-06-03T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T17:54:58.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bri Cassara-Final Project</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://webpages.scu.edu/ftp/BCASSARA/aascusurveillence.htm"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt;'s the link to my final project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://webpages.scu.edu/ftp/BCASSARA/aaaaaalearningessay.htm"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt;'s the link to my learning essay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-3226554659717986830?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/3226554659717986830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/06/bri-cassara-final-project.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/3226554659717986830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/3226554659717986830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/06/bri-cassara-final-project.html' title='Bri Cassara-Final Project'/><author><name>Bri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-4159857911261728433</id><published>2010-05-27T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T12:07:50.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not So Severe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a target="_new" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gt3YnZo8Dk4"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gt3YnZo8Dk4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-4159857911261728433?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/4159857911261728433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/not-so-severe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/4159857911261728433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/4159857911261728433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/not-so-severe.html' title='Not So Severe'/><author><name>Will Lynch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226287761150824908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-1867412241171360308</id><published>2010-05-27T10:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T10:54:37.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Remix Hypertext Proposal</title><content type='html'>I don't remember whether or not I posted this but I finished it over the weekend before this passed Tuesday when it was due.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://webpages.scu.edu/ftp/jronen/RemixHypertextProposal.htm"&gt;Remix Hypertext Proposal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-1867412241171360308?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/1867412241171360308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/final-remix-hypertext-proposal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/1867412241171360308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/1867412241171360308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/final-remix-hypertext-proposal.html' title='Final Remix Hypertext Proposal'/><author><name>Josh Ronen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13804170394537115233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sJbr0H7CKoU/SqsaVhb4Y5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/OYqTGLkbB1I/S220/Tahoe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-4279798473767955726</id><published>2010-05-27T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T10:53:02.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Remix Proposal</title><content type='html'>For my final remix I plan on having a poem that remixes the theme of "changing the definition of normal" that is Little Brother. I plan to show different examples of changing the definition of normal and how it can have positive results. Along with my poem I am going to do a visual collage using many types of media such as photography, videos, music, ect. The layout of my remix will probably be a 2 layer hypertext with links embedded within the text. The only issue I am having is deciding where the rest of my text will come from; either a longer essay of my experience in the class, or also a written reflection of my take on the changing of definition of normal in our society.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-4279798473767955726?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/4279798473767955726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/final-remix-proposal_27.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/4279798473767955726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/4279798473767955726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/final-remix-proposal_27.html' title='Final Remix Proposal'/><author><name>Mirella Villalpando</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10977989987575748458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-744891658721290806</id><published>2010-05-26T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T23:25:22.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ange's Story</title><content type='html'>Here is the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wqw9OMWfNq8"&gt;movie&lt;/a&gt;!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group Members: Josh Ronen, Rebecca Murillo, Will Burke, and Anthony Mejia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-744891658721290806?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/744891658721290806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/anges-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/744891658721290806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/744891658721290806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/anges-story.html' title='Ange&apos;s Story'/><author><name>Josh Ronen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13804170394537115233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sJbr0H7CKoU/SqsaVhb4Y5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/OYqTGLkbB1I/S220/Tahoe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-1820353107290105816</id><published>2010-05-26T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T21:30:04.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OUR MOVIE!!</title><content type='html'>even though it got deleted....we finished on TIME! &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MeqzR3N-Pig"&gt;HERE IS OUR MOVIE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-1820353107290105816?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/1820353107290105816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/our-movie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/1820353107290105816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/1820353107290105816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/our-movie.html' title='OUR MOVIE!!'/><author><name>BRebboah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04886131829782213634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-309878308311249514</id><published>2010-05-26T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T20:09:42.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Personal Ivasion-FINALLY!</title><content type='html'>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZtvHIulj6Kg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-309878308311249514?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/309878308311249514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/personal-ivasion-finally.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/309878308311249514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/309878308311249514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/personal-ivasion-finally.html' title='Personal Ivasion-FINALLY!'/><author><name>AndrewAgcaoili13</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014178590187703192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-3813462050306686583</id><published>2010-05-25T14:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T14:59:39.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Remix</title><content type='html'>For my final remix I plan to combine the use of poetry with various forms of pictures, mostly digitally edited.  The topic of my project will be how this new age of surveillance is having a significant effect on how people live their lives.  This topic lends itself to a lot of emotion as well as different perspectives, both of which can be incorporated into poetry.  The pictures, or rather digital art of sorts, would be paired with pieces of poetry, and would work to provide commentary on the specific issues within the piece of writing.  With both the poetry and the art that accompanies it, I hope to span a range of tones and emotional stances in regard to the topic, and to use a number of different devices (in the literary sense) such as humor and drama.   My remix will give a number of complete perspectives on a topic within Little Brother that is on the verge of explosion.  My piece(s) will also present these different perspectives in a manner far different from simply their being brought up in the novel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-3813462050306686583?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/3813462050306686583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/final-remix.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/3813462050306686583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/3813462050306686583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/final-remix.html' title='Final Remix'/><author><name>Wburke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11447861575242386011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-1508553545681113253</id><published>2010-05-25T14:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T14:54:17.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>remix proposal - talbot clarke</title><content type='html'>I want to do a remix of Little Brother that will be a children’s book. I liked the aspect of viewing Little Brother as a young adult novel. In my research hypertext I wrote about how Doctorow’s novel contains the common themes of a young adult novel, namely that it contains a teenage protagonist, a modern situation, and dramatic plotline. I want to use the theme that I also studied in my research hypertext, the power of the younger generation. &lt;br /&gt;I do not want the children’s book to be a simple story about a butterfly. I want it to be a cross between children’s story and comic. I babysit for two twin boys who are now 7 and they read a lot of children’s comics that deal with good vs. evil and good coming out on top type plots. There are often super powers involved.&lt;br /&gt;In my children’s book/comic I want Marcus to be the protagonist and be the same age that he is now. I think I might give him super powers.  If I chose to give him super power I want to make the powers simple, like super-intelligence. After the conflict, which I haven’t chosen yet, I want Marcus to have to rally all of the kids in the city to reach their common goal. In the end I want them to have reached their goal but also reunite with their parents and rightful authority figures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-1508553545681113253?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/1508553545681113253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/remix-proposal-talbot-clarke.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/1508553545681113253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/1508553545681113253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/remix-proposal-talbot-clarke.html' title='remix proposal - talbot clarke'/><author><name>Talbot Clarke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14523497976642150827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-7270386475373929361</id><published>2010-05-25T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T14:56:29.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Remix Proposal</title><content type='html'>For my final remix proposal I want to examine the concept of true solitude.  In today's society with all the technological advances and gadgets there are very rare times in which an individual is truly alone.  We as a society have become overly dependent upon technology for entertainment, pleasure, and maintaining sanity.  I want to investigate the sociological reasons as to why society at large has come to be so dependent upon technology in their lives.  I will do some personal research and interview people and find out what they feel like classifies solitude and when in their life have they felt most isolated and personally alone and dependent upon themselves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-7270386475373929361?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/7270386475373929361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/final-remix-proposal_25.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/7270386475373929361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/7270386475373929361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/final-remix-proposal_25.html' title='Final Remix Proposal'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HSqka4QePso/ToLvA2dRhxI/AAAAAAAAAI4/AcUQkUyqqQU/s220/DSCF9939.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-508761537407936029</id><published>2010-05-25T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T14:38:41.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FINAL REMIX- Rebecca Murillo</title><content type='html'>For my final remix I would like to write a fictional story based on the theme of gender roles that i have been working with all quarter.  However, I would like to specify the gender roles in the tech world, where the divide is not so great.  By emphasizing the stereotypes of Van and Ange, I hope to apply them to the tech world and the women within it.  Although there is still a sense of male domination within the tech world we do not see such animosity between genders as we do in other positions.  This could be because of the fact that there are so few females in this world but nonetheless we can learn lessons by accepting the powerful females emerging in our society.  I have recently read a book titled Microserfs that also tackles this issue and will probably use some of the situations to enhance my point.  In my story, I plan to use 3rd person so that I can truly observe the characters and their roles in the tech world.  The actual setting and plot is still in progress but I have begun working on the characters and brainstorming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-508761537407936029?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/508761537407936029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/final-remix-rebecca-murillo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/508761537407936029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/508761537407936029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/final-remix-rebecca-murillo.html' title='FINAL REMIX- Rebecca Murillo'/><author><name>Penny Ame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04766067325389025197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-4714073658815524677</id><published>2010-05-25T14:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T14:07:55.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>remix propsal idea(s)</title><content type='html'>For my remix of little brother I have a few ideas and I can't really decide which one would be the best. One of my ideas would be to create a mock newspaper of the time and use InDesign to create it. I would write a few articles for it and place in pictures and such and relate it to little brother. One article could be about video surveillance, another about the 'bay bridge bombing' that happened in the book, etc... It would be about a 4 page long newspaper or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My other idea is to create a new book cover for the book and incorporate themes into the design related to things from the book. I could make a few different ones, and put them onto my website explaining each different cover and it's significance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OR I was thinking of potentially writing a short story based off of little brother. Instead of the bay bridge bombing I would relate it to the 35W bridge crash in Minnesota and in the story it would be a terrorist attack and relate video surveillance and the other themes from little brother into the story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-4714073658815524677?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/4714073658815524677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/remix-propsal-ideas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/4714073658815524677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/4714073658815524677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/remix-propsal-ideas.html' title='remix propsal idea(s)'/><author><name>Briemacdonald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553152635372376088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-3352530664196548672</id><published>2010-05-25T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T12:48:56.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Remix Proposal</title><content type='html'>For my remix hypertext, I want to focus on the issue of surveillance. This is a major theme throughout the book, and I think that the extremity of it is a very important issue. Going off of an earlier remix that I did on this topic, I want to talk about the negative outcomes that come from over-surveillance. The first remix that I did on this was a comic strip of a man getting stopped by a policeman for no legitimate reason, and ends up being caught cheating on his wife. The presence of extreme surveillance can catch people off guard and reveal their secrets that they otherwise would not have made known. Rather than catching criminals, the police officers spend their time on petty matters such as these, and it creates a negative effect on everyone involved. They think that surveillance like that is going to help them catch the terrorists, but it in fact does the opposite because they are spending all their time interrogating innocent people rather than doing their real job. I want to concentrate on narratives of people who were just minding their own business and were wrongly stopped by a police, which resulted in some major secret of theirs being revealed. I also want to do some stuff in the point of view of the policemen, because they are being forced to do this. I want to have some narratives of police who implement this over-surveillance against their will, or others who do it willingly because they are scared to be the ones to find the actual terrorists.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-3352530664196548672?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/3352530664196548672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/remix-proposal_25.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/3352530664196548672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/3352530664196548672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/remix-proposal_25.html' title='Remix Proposal'/><author><name>juliadrimmer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11462828761690947119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-2967808063724365324</id><published>2010-05-25T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T12:16:08.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'>remix proposal</title><content type='html'>For my final remix project, I want to incorporate two major writing styles we have learned about, comic strips and multiple view points. I want to create a comic strip of a major scene or perhaps multiple scenes from Little Brother. Below each strip, will be a narrative of what the main character from the strip above is feeling or reacting to the situation. I think this is a novel idea since Little Brother only reveals Marcus’ thoughts. It will create extra insight into the characters and reveal possible things we didn’t know. For example, maybe Jolu stopped helping Marcus with Xnet not because of his fears of racial prosecution but because he was simply scared. Combining a visual comic strip with internal monologues that gives the reader’s new information will add a lot to Little Brother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-2967808063724365324?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/2967808063724365324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/remix-proposal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/2967808063724365324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/2967808063724365324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/remix-proposal.html' title='remix proposal'/><author><name>katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01752283374732671864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-2371121703787189453</id><published>2010-05-25T12:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T12:07:14.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Remix Proposal</title><content type='html'>For my final remix I want to write a fiction piece that displays the melodrama that is shown in Little Brother.  Like my previous remix, comparing Austin Powers to the DHS, I show the exaggeration of evil.  I will focus on this theme of good versus evil and will emphasis that theme through the plot I’m writing.  For my hypertext I want to create a story that’s on multiple pages.  It will be a puzzle.  Depending on which page you click, it will bring you to a different ending of the story.  By the end you could have read three different endings of the story, but could have gotten to each ending in many ways.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-2371121703787189453?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/2371121703787189453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/final-remix-proposal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/2371121703787189453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/2371121703787189453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/final-remix-proposal.html' title='Final Remix Proposal'/><author><name>Allison McPartland</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-8900507841302271819</id><published>2010-05-25T11:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T11:22:56.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>remix project</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;For my remix project, I am going to add on to the ending of Little Brother and focus on not letting the government get away with their actions. In Little Brother, Severe hair cut lady committed unconstitutional acts on her prisoners, and in the end she was let off with no consequences. I wanted to add on to the ending and flash forward to about five years later. The government at this time will be very powerful and out of control. Many events will take place to end with the government not getting away with their actions and also receiving consequences for their actions. The government in Little Brother claimed they were trying to stop terrorism; however they ended up becoming terroristic themselves. With this remix I want to show them get stopped and use their power how it was meant to be used, to protect the country. I think right now our government is going down a bad path so this issue in Little Brother is not far from the truth. This is my idea for my final remix hypertext project, and I am still working on the details. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-8900507841302271819?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/8900507841302271819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/remix-project.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/8900507841302271819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/8900507841302271819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/remix-project.html' title='remix project'/><author><name>Lindsay Grove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447367360516656212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-6803444014044281138</id><published>2010-05-25T10:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T11:09:05.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Hypertext Proposition</title><content type='html'>My proposition for my final hypertext is to expand on my comic life comic and make it into a visual novel. The original comic was on Marcus being Hispanic and in a similar situation Jolu was in the original Little Brother. I want to bring up the racial issues that Jolu was discussing when they were at the party scene. I also plan on bringing up the theme of ones terrorist being another persons freedom fighter because i plan on portraying US soldiers and terrorists in a heroic and destructive light. Cory Doctorow shows Marcus evolve in the way he deals with race over the course of the story and I hope to do the same thing in my visual novel but from a different angle. And lastly I want to show the government coming off as a hassle to the people but also showing the angle of people not completely understanding the government and showing that the ultimate goal is to protect us but not always coming across like that. Ultimately through this visual novel I plan on showing issues of race, terrorism and the government in multiple angles so people could attempt to understand them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-6803444014044281138?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/6803444014044281138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/final-hypertext-proposition.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/6803444014044281138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/6803444014044281138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/final-hypertext-proposition.html' title='Final Hypertext Proposition'/><author><name>aaharrison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08872181727622717946</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4XUQrnQXpe4/Tc108zS5e2I/AAAAAAAAABw/xPySq-C1uJY/s220/149825_1722423699978_1219917197_1971155_377044_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-6878292448547953012</id><published>2010-05-25T10:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T10:22:11.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brandon's Final Remix Proposal</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 32px; "&gt; Final Project Proposition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;For my final project I will continue and expand on my remix from earlier in the quarter. My remix will be a story that focuses on a alternate future of the XNET and the government. I plan to create this into a dystopian story that shows a dramaticized concept between how the future leaders of the government respond to the authoritarian government that has been created through the breaking up of the Homeland Security.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;Most importantly, my contribution and thematic emphasis will be “love as a political statement”. In my opinion, love as a political statement is one of the key themes of George Orwell’s &lt;u&gt;Big Brother&lt;/u&gt;. Since Doctorow is attempting to modernize and create a modern interpretation of &lt;u&gt;Big Brother&lt;/u&gt;, I believe he should use this theme more than he does. In my estimate, he completely overlooks how important the theme is in &lt;u&gt;Big Brother&lt;/u&gt; as well as in many of other dystopian novels. I will attempt to create a dystopia in which love is a tool to comment and dissent from the political powers of the authoritarian government. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;While my story will be the mode in which I present my remix, my hypertext will be very different. In short, I want my hypertext to be a creative medium to give background and take on my story. My hypertext will be the XNET itself. When you go to my hypertext, it will depict the xnet. I want to have a history of the XNET, a background of the government and why they are authoritarian, XNET commands, and background of how the XNET ancestor &lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt; line-height:200%;font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;"&gt;M1k3y. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:200%;font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;"&gt;A short synopsis of my story is as follows:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt; font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;"&gt;It’s been 75 years since the terrorists attacked San Francisco, 75 years since M1k3y started the Xnet Resistance against the Regime-only it was they were called the Homeland Security back then…. M1k3y is long dead, but we continue to fight for the ideals that he started on Xnet. We are the last hope for humanity. We’ve learned from our mistakes, we know now that we can’t be afraid of the Regime. We must continue to live our life, and love in order to take down the Regime.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-6878292448547953012?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/6878292448547953012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/brandons-final-remix-proposal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/6878292448547953012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/6878292448547953012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/brandons-final-remix-proposal.html' title='Brandon&apos;s Final Remix Proposal'/><author><name>BRebboah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04886131829782213634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-5486117767303208629</id><published>2010-05-25T08:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T08:30:16.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dirty D English Proposal</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="right" style="text-align:right"&gt;Andrew Dugoni&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="right" style="text-align:right"&gt;Writing With New Media II&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="right" style="text-align:right"&gt;Professor Bousquet&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="right" style="text-align:right"&gt;May 25, 2010&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;English Proposal&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;My English proposal is as follows. I’m going to write about how a good man can become bad through a corrupt system. I am following my script about Kyle Danos, a noble policeman, who follows a corrupt system in the belief that he is protecting the people and ensuring their safety. However, he becomes aware of the corruption and injustice when his wife, Katie, is taken in by the very laws that he swore to uphold. As he follows the trail to his wife, his boss, Sgrt. McDower, traps him in an alleyway and arrests him. Danos becomes a prisoner by the laws that he himself enforced just hours ago. The way I am going to write this is through the example of Dr. Seuss. I want to write a rhyming poem, so that it will be entertaining and easy to read yet have the ability to send a message across. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;In Cory Doctorow’s Little Brother, there are many issues that arise. One of the biggest issues he addresses is the government’s ability to become terroristic. In this terroristic state, government’s can violate human rights, such as the right to privacy and freedom. Cory Doctorow plays with the image of a powerful, democratic nation easily succumbing to the powerful whims of tyranny. Doctorow makes the point of how something which is considered right and just to be corrupt and cruel under the pressure of tyranny and inequality. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-5486117767303208629?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/5486117767303208629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/dirty-d-english-proposal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/5486117767303208629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/5486117767303208629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/dirty-d-english-proposal.html' title='Dirty D English Proposal'/><author><name>DirtyDugonz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-2268039226231429760</id><published>2010-05-25T01:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T01:19:23.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Topic Proposal</title><content type='html'>Michael Adair&lt;br /&gt;English 2A&lt;br /&gt;Prof. Bousquet&lt;br /&gt;5.25.2010&lt;br /&gt;Final Remix Project Proposal&lt;br /&gt; For my final remix project, I hope to add an original contribution to Cory Doctorow’s novel Little Brother through the beauty and serenity of music. One of the themes presented by Cory Doctorow that really stood out to me as an important issue that was not exactly fully developed and could be explained further was the impact of technology on the social lives of youth. One of the main issues with modern methods of communication is that it doesn’t promote actual face-to-face social interaction between youth. This causes the youth to become much more awkward and uncertain in social situations in which they actually encounter another human being, not just over the web. Therefore, I intend to write a song about an awkward shy teenage boy who is a whiz with words when it comes to texting and instant messaging, but when girls actually meet him he freezes and doesn’t know how to act because he doesn’t have time to think up a witty response to what they say. I will sing a sort of parody to a popular song, with my friend playing guitar and my other friend playing the piano to match the melody, so as to avoid legal rights issues. The hypertext will discuss anti-social teens and the rise of technology in their lives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-2268039226231429760?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/2268039226231429760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/topic-proposal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/2268039226231429760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/2268039226231429760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/topic-proposal.html' title='Topic Proposal'/><author><name>MadAir10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01684065527609889075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-1829445563558817196</id><published>2010-05-25T01:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T01:14:26.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Hypertext</title><content type='html'>For my final hypertext, I want to interpret a theme in Little Brother through art. I will focus on the idea of the youth revolution. To exemplify one piece I have in mind, I will use many different circles to represent revolution in a simplistic way. The medium I would use is shading pencils. But I might add some pen and ink, and possibly some charcoal. Then for my actual hypertext, I will explain each piece (I was thinking about four or five pieces) in detail, explaining how it relates to Little Brother in my eyes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-1829445563558817196?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/1829445563558817196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/final-hypertext.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/1829445563558817196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/1829445563558817196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/final-hypertext.html' title='Final Hypertext'/><author><name>Julia Mink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04988113113799545383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-4858436739197614625</id><published>2010-05-25T00:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T00:12:08.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bri Cassara Final Hypertext Proposal</title><content type='html'>Little Brother deals a lot with the concept of surveillance. In the beginning of the book, Marcus goes into detail describing the technology used to track the students by the use of “walk recognition”, barcodes, and other devices. Before the plot even gets complicated there is a presence of a privacy issue.&lt;br /&gt; As the plot unfolds, surveillance becomes an even larger problem. Marcus must learn to double check/triple check every step he makes so he is able to keep his name “in the clear.” The DHS resorts to extreme surveillance for a “good” reason. &lt;br /&gt; I read 1984 during my freshman year of high school and remember being disturbed at the thought of Big Brother “watching” me. The book goes into great details regarding the extent of Big Brother’s “all-seeing eye.” I want to take a look at what would happen if the “Big Brother” type surveillance hit Santa Clara University.&lt;br /&gt; In the beginning of Little Brother, Doctorow describes the “walk detecting” camera in such detail. If these types of cameras exist (which I’m sure they do), I’ve never heard of them. I want to think of possible surveillance systems that could (and might) enter into my life. I want to think of different systems that make me feel extremely uncomfortable, that way I can fully understand the negative aspects of Doctorow’s “surveillance.”&lt;br /&gt; I’m not sure what form my final remix will be in. I want to look at different rooms that I use: my bedroom, the bathroom, the classrooms, Benson, my RLC’s basement, etc. My goal will be to create a possible world where someone is watching us.&lt;br /&gt; I was considering the idea of a newspaper type hypertext where different articles explain different rooms and different surveillance systems, but I’m not sure that I’m sold on the idea. I’m unsure about the specifics of this hypertext, but know that I want to deal with this subject matter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-4858436739197614625?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/4858436739197614625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/bri-cassara-final-hypertext-proposal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/4858436739197614625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/4858436739197614625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/bri-cassara-final-hypertext-proposal.html' title='Bri Cassara Final Hypertext Proposal'/><author><name>Bri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-5537583852892978561</id><published>2010-05-23T21:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T21:38:44.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Remix Hypertext Proposal</title><content type='html'>Here is the&lt;a href="http://webpages.scu.edu/ftp/jronen/RemixHypertextProposal.htm"&gt; link&lt;/a&gt; to my Remix Hypertext Proposal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-5537583852892978561?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/5537583852892978561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/remix-hypertext-proposal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/5537583852892978561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/5537583852892978561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/remix-hypertext-proposal.html' title='Remix Hypertext Proposal'/><author><name>Josh Ronen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13804170394537115233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sJbr0H7CKoU/SqsaVhb4Y5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/OYqTGLkbB1I/S220/Tahoe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-159168100807694793</id><published>2010-05-15T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T15:05:44.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shot by Shot pt. 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.xtranormal.com/makemovies/edit_movie/0f2d959a-6061-11df-99ff-003048d69c21/thn/?nosearch=1&amp;amp;noregion=1"&gt;Part One&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in case that didn't work...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xtranormal.com/watch/6592829"&gt;Movie pt 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xtranormal.com/watch/6592957"&gt;Part 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xtranormal.com/watch/6593051"&gt;Part 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-159168100807694793?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/159168100807694793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/shot-by-shot-pt-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/159168100807694793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/159168100807694793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/shot-by-shot-pt-1.html' title='Shot by Shot pt. 1'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HSqka4QePso/ToLvA2dRhxI/AAAAAAAAAI4/AcUQkUyqqQU/s220/DSCF9939.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-1730571187611161118</id><published>2010-05-13T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T12:40:04.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Script</title><content type='html'>My story is about what could have happened it Marcus and friends fought back against Mrs. Anderson and standardized testing. It plays off the ideas about how school put so much time, money, and effort into standardized testing but the tests do not really tell you anything about the students involved. In my scenario the students basically fail the school system yet it does not affect them in the long the.  The kids turn out to be just fine even without the school system. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://webpages.scu.edu/ftp/ccutting/spscript.html"&gt;http://webpages.scu.edu/ftp/ccutting/spscript.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-1730571187611161118?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/1730571187611161118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/script.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/1730571187611161118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/1730571187611161118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/script.html' title='Script'/><author><name>ccutting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11624138488447285169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-2792374288162062839</id><published>2010-05-13T00:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T00:10:58.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;Freedom&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Act 1&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;EXT. San Francisco – Sunrise &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Scene 1:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Opening credits role as the camera shows different angles of the terrorist act that happened in San Francisco.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The camera starts to zoom in on one of the docks in the bay area where it reveals the main characters of the story, Marcus, Sever Haircut Lady, Daryll, Jolu, and Van.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Camera is a long shot of the 4 kids getting off the boat on the dock &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Marcus, Jolu, Van, and Daryll exit Severe Haircut Lady’s boat.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Camera positioned in a medium closeup, with the lens pointing up to make it appear as though the woman is the superior force.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Severe Haircut Lady:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in"&gt;Get out of the boat!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I know that you four played a role in yesterday’s attack especially you Marcus.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Camera pans over to Marcus and his friends&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Marcus: &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I’ve told you time and time again that I had nothing to do with the terrorist attack on the bridge.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You have to believe me!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Camera then has a close up of just the woman’s face&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Severe Haircut Lady:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in"&gt;This isn’t the last you’re going to see me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This isn’t over.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Fade out&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ext. Suburban townhouse – Night&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Camera is a medium long shot of the front of a house unseen before in the film.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;INT. Boy’s Bedroom – Night&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Camera is above a boy’s bed.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The room is clearly a boy’s room as there are many posters on the walls of sports figures and other typical things in a boy’s room.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The camera slowly starts to zoom in on the figures face.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As the camera zooms in the boy sleeping in the bed is Daryll. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The camera zooms in all the way to the boys face until the camera is entirely his face.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The boy is still sleeping.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then there is a creaking iin the door and the boy opens his eyes.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;INT. Boy’s Bedroom – Night&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Camera is now at the base of the bed.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Daryll sits up in his bed and looks concerned about the noise that he heard.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Daryll:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in"&gt;Hello? Is there anyone there?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;After looking around the room for a few more seconds Daryll lays back down in his bed and tries to fall asleep.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Camera now shifts to a camera angle from the night stand.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Daryll then hears another noise and he rises from his bed quickly this time as he clearly never fell back asleep.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Daryll: &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in"&gt;Hey what are you doing here?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Camera now is a close up of a barrel of a gun.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Daryll:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in"&gt;Why are you doing th….&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Man fires the gun on daryll while he was still talking.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Camera then shows the smoking gun for a second and then the shooter starts to walk away from the bedroom.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Camera then shows the dead body of daryll.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The background noise is the shooter walking out of the room.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The door then creaks as the shooter walks out of the room.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;INT.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Marcus’ bedroom – Night&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Camera focuses on the telephone next to Marcus’ bed.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The phone then starts to ring and Marcus reaches across his bed and all you can see is his hand reach for the phone.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Marcus:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Hello?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Camera switches to an aerial view of Marcus as he is talking on the phone.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Marcus pauses while the person on the other line is talking.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Marcus:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Oh my God!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Marcus then slams the phone down and immediately starts crying.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Fade out&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;EXT. Downtown – Afternoon &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Camera shows Marcus from behind as he is walking into the burrito shop that clearly he has been to many times due to the familiarity that the workers have with him as he walks in.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;INT.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Inside Burrito shop – Afternoon&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Camera then is focused on Marcus upper body as he walks in to the restaurant as he starts to tear up.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Marcus then takes a few steps forward and reaches his hands out.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Marcus:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in"&gt;Van!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Jolu!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Camera then shows the three of them all hug as they are clearly all still distraught over the death of their friend Daryll.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Marcus:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in"&gt;How are you guys holding up?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Alright guys lets try not to make too much of a scene here, so lets sit down.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Van:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Alright.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Camera shows all of them sit down trying to collect themselves and withhold their tears, so they don’t grab everyone’s attention.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Camera now shows the that the three have sat down in a booth at the restaurant and the camera is stationed outside of the booth so the we can see the side of everyone face.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Marcus:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;How are you guys holding up?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jolu:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in"&gt;It’s tough man, I cant stop thinking about Daryll, he was such a good friend to all of us and now he’s gone.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Van:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Who would do such a thing like this?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Camera now shifts to a close up of Marcus’ face which implies that he is clearly about to say something important and serious.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Marcus:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;You know guys I’ve been thinking since I first heard the news, do you think there is a chance that severe haircut lady was involved in this.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Camera focuses on Jolu in a close up&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jolu:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;No way man, she works for the government.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The government would never do something like that.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Camera back on Marcus as he is clearly getting heated in having this debate with Jolu and Van&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Marcus:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;I bet before a week ago you would never think that the government would torture 4 teenagers for a terrorist attack that they had nothing to do with either.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Just think guys, she clearly thinks that I am a terrorist.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She could be doing this to try and beat it out of me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It could be like some extreme source of torture where instead of physically abusing us she is mentally torturing us by killing our friend.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Close up on Van&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Van: &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;This sounds completely paranoid Marcus.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There is no way that she is behind all of this.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Camera back on Marcus&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Marcus:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Guys! Think!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She needs someone to pin this on, and make it look like all of these extra security measures were worth it.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If she can make it seem as though I am in some way involved with this, the DHS will win, and we don’t want that.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jolu:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;I don’t know man, I mean its possible I guess, but it just seems so unlikely.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Marcus stands up from the table as if he is going to leave.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Camera is now on Marcus standing up, but you can still see Van and Jolu sitting at the table.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Marcus:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Alright guys I’ve got to go do something, but do you guys want to meet up later at our secret spot.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Camera now focused on Van&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Van:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;You mean the old abandoned house, where we used to sneak alcohol and just hang out.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Marcus:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Yup that would be the one.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Fade out.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;EXT. Old house - Night&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Camera pans across the front of the house showing how the house has clearly not been furnished in a long time and that it is somewhat falling apart.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Van and Jolu are approaching the house together looking around suspiciously trying to figure out what is going on.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Camera then shifts to the front door where Van and Jolu are knocking on it to see if Marcus is there.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Van:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in"&gt;Marcus! Are you there! Is everything ok, we both got the text from you about how you wanted to meet us here, and that it was urgent. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Van and Jolu don’t hear a response so they try and open the door and then they walk in.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jolu:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in"&gt;Marcus!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Marcus cries out from a distance.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Marcus:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Yea guys I’m upstairs, come on up!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Van and Jolu both look at each other as if something doesn’t seem right, but then they decide to go upstairs.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Camera shifts to the top of the stairs as Van and Jolu are walking up them searching for Marcus.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Marcus:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Hey guys over here!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Van and Jolu are walking side by side with the camera at a medium close up on them.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Behind them a shadowy figure appears behind them and knocks both of them out cold with a shovel.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Both van and Jolu fall to the ground and now it is revealed to the audience for the first time that Marcus was the one who knocked them out.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;INT. Random bedroom – Night&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Camera is focused so that Van and Jolu can only be seen sitting in two folding chairs taped to the chairs.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Jolu slowly starts waking up clearly scared and he looks over to see that Severe Haircut lady as well as Van has been taped to chairs.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jolu:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Help!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Somebody!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Marcus:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in"&gt;Nobody is going to help you Jolu.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Camera now shows Marcus face as he looks very cynical holding a pistol in his mouth.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jolu:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in"&gt;Why are you doing this?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What is wrong with you?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Marcus:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;I’m sorry that it had to come to this Jolu, but the DHS has gotten out of control and this is the only way I know to keep everything in check so that this doesn’t continue.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Camera close up on Jolu.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jolu:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;What do you mean man?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Camera back to Marcus&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Marcus:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;I killed Daryll.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I had to.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He was my best friend.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I never wanted to do something like this.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As much as I care about you guys as my friends, I care more about freedom for all Americans.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Camera back on Jolu.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Jolu begins crying&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jolu:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Youre the one who killed Daryll?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Why?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Marcus:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Because!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was the only I could think of to get the DHS out of San Francisco and out of our lives.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am going to kill you.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And then I am going to Kill van.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then I will make it look as though SEVERE HAIRCUT LADY killed herself.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It will make it look like this was an interrogation that went terribly wrong.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jolu:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in"&gt;So your saying you are killing me for freedom!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That makes no sense!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Marcus:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in"&gt;No it does make sense and I’m sorry friend, but it’s the only way that we can achieve our goals.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I will never forget the sacrifice that all of you guys are making for freedom.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You will not be forgotten.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Camera then focuses on the barrel of the gun like in the scene with Daryll in his bedroom.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then the gun fires twice and the audience is supposed to assume that Van and Jolu were killed.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Camera then focuses on Marcus face as he is clearly crying.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Marcus:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;I’m sorry&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Marcus then walks over to SEVERE HAIRCUT LADY and points the gun directly to her head.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Camera goes to black and then a gunshot is fired.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Screen is still black and on the screen it says “One week later” in white writing.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;EXT. CITY HALL – AFTERNOON.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Camera is a medium shot of Marcus as he is standing behind a podium giving a speech with pictures of VAN, JOLU, And DARYLL behind him.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;MARCUS is speaking at their memorial service.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;MARCUS:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;I stand before all of you today to say that I am no hero.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The real heroes are the people whose picture you see behind me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Two weeks ago me and my friends were taken in by the DHS for no reason and beaten and tortured for suspicion of being involved in a horrific event.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I stand before you all today saying that I am not a terrorist and neither were my friends.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We were 4 kids who happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The DHS was out of control.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They claimed that they were defending us, but all they were doing was hurting us.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If anything good can come from their deaths its that the DHS is no longer in San Francisco.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Freedom has been achieved.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The women who killed my friends and thankfully was unable to get to me, represented the DHS.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She is gone.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So is the DHS.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The war on terrorism still exists.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But the war for freedom in America has finally been won by the people.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Freedom is ours because of the sacrifice my friends made.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-2792374288162062839?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/2792374288162062839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/freedom-act-1-ext.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/2792374288162062839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/2792374288162062839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/freedom-act-1-ext.html' title=''/><author><name>D.J. Damrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18111285438500653804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-2852769646941708557</id><published>2010-05-12T23:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T23:43:47.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Screenplay Blurb</title><content type='html'>My Screen play is about Van.  She has been traumatized by her experiences in Gitmo by the Bay.  When the love of her life decides to risk his freedom to get back at the government, she begins to worry for him and wishes she was strong enough to help him.  As she fights she eventually comes to realize that Marcus is strong because he fights for himself first.  Ultimately, it is the person's choice that drives them.  Van finally realizes this and tells Marcus how she feels.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-2852769646941708557?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/2852769646941708557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-screenplay-blurb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/2852769646941708557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/2852769646941708557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-screenplay-blurb.html' title='My Screenplay Blurb'/><author><name>AndrewAgcaoili13</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014178590187703192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-5401042562582377244</id><published>2010-05-12T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T23:14:24.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Screenplay!</title><content type='html'>Here is my final screenplay! If it doesn't work I also emailed it to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pdfcast.org/pdf/little-brother-movie" target="_blank"&gt;http://pdfcast.org/pdf/little-&lt;wbr&gt;brother-movie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-5401042562582377244?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/5401042562582377244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/final-screenplay_12.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/5401042562582377244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/5401042562582377244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/final-screenplay_12.html' title='Final Screenplay!'/><author><name>Allison McPartland</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-5238816859339842861</id><published>2010-05-12T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T23:01:06.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Screenplay - Donnie Green</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://webpages.scu.edu/ftp/DGreen/littlebrothersite/screenplay.html"&gt;My Screenplay&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-5238816859339842861?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/5238816859339842861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/screenplay-donnie-green.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/5238816859339842861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/5238816859339842861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/screenplay-donnie-green.html' title='Screenplay - Donnie Green'/><author><name>Donnie Green</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679992274353100654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-6901625936939535060</id><published>2010-05-12T22:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T22:43:39.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Screen Play- Mirella</title><content type='html'>http://webpages.scu.edu/ftp/GVillalpando/final%20screen%20play.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the link to my final version of the Screen Play&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-6901625936939535060?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/6901625936939535060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/final-screen-play-mirella.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/6901625936939535060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/6901625936939535060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/final-screen-play-mirella.html' title='Final Screen Play- Mirella'/><author><name>Mirella Villalpando</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10977989987575748458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-670162801243531519</id><published>2010-05-12T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T22:38:20.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Script - Marie Galetto</title><content type='html'>I added two scenes to the end of the original script. I added a phone conversation between Marcus and Van a few months after Darryl gets out of jail. I also added a scene between Marcus and Darryl. These two scenes add to the audience's understanding of the aftermath of Darryl's experience in jail and of traumatic experiences in general. These scenes show how Marcus and Darryl’s relationship has been drastically altered since Darryl has been in jail. They show how Darryl has changed and how Marcus will never really understand what he went through.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-670162801243531519?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/670162801243531519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-script-marie-galetto.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/670162801243531519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/670162801243531519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-script-marie-galetto.html' title='My Script - Marie Galetto'/><author><name>Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04998228116801277916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-8988691082912365695</id><published>2010-05-12T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T21:23:45.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Screenplay entitled: "Unexpected Betrayal"- Tom Allen</title><content type='html'>Scene 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXT. DOWNTOWN MANHATTAN.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sunlight is pouring through the skyscrapers and the camera zooms down the middle of Wall Street to the Carlyle Financial Group skyscraper.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The camera moves to a single window and enters the building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. JAKE’S MANHATTAN OFFICE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The camera enters the office of Jake Edwards, the head of finance at Carlyle, who is sitting at his desk typing away at his computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the window, sitting at a small desk is Jake’s secretary, Geri Scott, who is answering a constantly ringing phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAKE (mumbling to himself)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What’s going on here Jake?  You can’t have lost all that money!  You’ll be fired and your life is gonna go down the drain!  Someone else is responsible… there HAS to be someone else!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GERI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake!   Oliver, the CEO, is on the phone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAKE (mumbling to himself)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh shit oh shit.  Think of an excuse Jake you NEED to find a solution to this problem!  The CFO of Carlyle Financial can’t be responsible for losing 75% of its money overnight!  He’s going to demand an explanation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAKE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell him I’m in a meeting with a client!  I’ll get back to him as soon as it’s over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GERI (on the phone with Oliver)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m sorry sir he’s in a meeting with a client.  Would he be able to return your call in about 30 minutes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satisfied, Geri hangs up the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GERI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said it’s all right but he demands to hear from you by the next half hour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAKE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay thanks Geri!&lt;br /&gt;Mumbling to himself again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, wait, wait… what is this?  This money was sent out to someone?  There were never any reports of major withdrawal from the Executive offices.  Where did this money go?  And, who was able to withdraw it without my knowledge?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake, a career man known for his vulnerability to anxiety attacks, begins rolling his chair back and forth while shaking his head.  He rolls to his office window, observing the concrete jungle below.  He begins talking to himself once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAKE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray to God that 75% of Carlyle’s money has not fallen into the hands of those terrorists.  Those terrorists that, with their vicious bombings on five subway stations, were able to induce a sense of panic in this great city that has never been seen before in history.  But, wait… the government enforced martial law upon New York City nearly a week ago.  Not only does the military have complete control over the city, but every citizen is under complete and total surveillance.  Shouldn’t the city be aware of what has occurred with Carlyle’s financial system?  Yes, they must know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reassuring himself, the visible tension in Jake’s body loosens remarkably and he calmly slides his chair back to the desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The government is conscious of every move each human being makes in this citizen.  If it has not already interfered then Carlyle was aware of this money being moved and it is in safe hands or my computer simply has a glitch… OH SHIT! I need to call Oliver back!  GERI! Get Oliver on the phone now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. JAKE’S OFFICE AND THE INTERIOR OF A GOVERNMENT SURVEILLANCE VAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geri dials the phone and then points to Jake letting him know that Oliver is on the other end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAKE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m terribly sorry sir, that meeting took far longer than expected.  What is it that I can do for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The camera switches to the inside of a surveillance van encased in all kinds of technological gadgets.  One of the two men working the equipment inside speaks through a voice converter into a phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAKE OLIVER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh it’s no problem son.  I just wanted to inform you that a finance check will not be necessary today.  In fact, I’m making today your day off, as you have not been able to rest since the recent attacks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scene changes back to Jake’s office.  Jake appears with a perplexed look on his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAKE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm but, sir, aren’t those required daily?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revert to the van.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAKE OLIVER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I already checked it and it all is fine.  Keep up the good work though son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revert to office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. JAKE’S OFFICE&lt;br /&gt;JAKE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I understand sir… I guess.  By the way, do you have a cold of some sort?  Your voice sounds fu-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake’s last word is interrupted by the dial tone.  Due to growing suspicion, Jake decides to break “Oliver’s” request and delves further into the situation.  Eventually, he stumbles across the name John Kostman, the secretary of Defense.  It becomes evident that Kostman is the one responsible for moving the money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAKE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Distributor of cash: John Kostman?  The Secretary of Defense?  I guess with the eradication of our privacy, the government has the ability to find the password for any sort of computer system.  But, what does Kostman want with this money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fast and consistent click clack of the keyboard is heard once again as Jake attempts to discover where Kostman sent this money and to whom it was delivered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAKE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAE?  That sounds familiar… Hey Geri!  Do you have any idea what the letters, SAE, stand for or represent?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geri pokes her head to the door opening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GERI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s the French terrorist organization that was behind the subway attacks, sir.  Remember only one cell of their organization has been arrested thus far.  That is why there is so much panic right now.  They’re still at large!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake’s familiar panic attack compulsions reappear.  However, his seat rolling, foot tapping, and face rubbing has become much more severe and noticeable.  He begins to talk to himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAKE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No way the head of the Department of Homeland Security would be secretly funding this organization!  We have been supporting our own enemy the whole time?!  The man in charge of protecting us is also the man attacking us?  We’ll never be safe unless this man’s true identity is revealed.  He has the ability to wreak total chaos among the city and no one will be able to stop it…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene quickly changes to a violent image of New York City being bombed with people crying everywhere.  A man is screaming into nothing by himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNKNOWN MAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who will help us?? These attacks are not being stopped!!  All of us are doomed!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene changes back to Jake alone in his office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  They have used the perfect strategy to launch these attacks without hassle from the government or security because they are both of those things!  But wait, if the terrorists are truly the Department of Homeland Security, then they already know that I know too much!  HOLY SHIT!!  Geri I have to go!!  I umm I… my wife is gonna have a baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A look of utter confusion comes across Geri’s face as Jake furiously begins packing his belongings and searching for all components of his laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GERI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sir, you don’t have a wife… much less a girlfriend.  What are you talking about and why are you in such a rush?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake continues searching for different items around his office compulsively.  Finally, he looks up with an extremely noticeable amount of stress on his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAKE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll explain later… I gotta run!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake quickly exits the office with a bulging laptop bag in hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. HALLWAY OF OFFICE LEADING TO ELEVATORS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as Jake slips past Geri, he spots three black- suited men with black ties and black sunglasses.  Additionally, they all have earpieces connected to a radio.  As they robotically march towards Jake’s office, it becomes apparent that these men were quite obviously sent on a mission from the government it appears.  Luckily, Jake notices them first and, therefore, is given a brief second to slip some other way rather than his original path towards the elevators.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAKE (in quiet tone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geri… if anyone comes by tell them that I went to the copier room and I’ll be back in ten minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GERI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay sir, but can I please ask what the cause of this erratic behavior is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAKE (in quiet tone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s no time.  All I can say is that you will either learn what I have discovered soon or I’ll be dead soon… Okay! I really need to leave goodbye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GERI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, sir did you just say you might be dead soon?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake slips through the sideway and out of Geri’s sight before she is able to complete her sentence within his earshot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. JANITOR’S CLOSET&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake has slipped into a nearby Janitor’s closet and is found typing away on his laptop in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAKE (talking to self)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on Jake think!  You remember the GPS code for the Carlyle building you can do this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few seconds of typing a “ding” sounds from the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAKE (talking to self)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES!  Now where are these guys?  I need to leak John Kostman’s secret before they find me or else I’m dead!  All right now the Pentagon is out of the question.  I can’t trust anyone that is government affiliated right now.  I’m sure the CNN news network would enjoy this juicy piece of information… Now how can I send a protected file to them?  How does one go about keeping something private from an institution that can see everything?  I’m gonna have to…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake stops abruptly at a small beeping sound… it’s the GPS.  The agents are in close proximity and closing in on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAKE (talking to self)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit!  They really can track your every move!  They must have zeroed in my location from my laptop’s signal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. HALLWAY OF OFFICE BUILDING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake quickly places his belongings back in his bag, slyly opens the door and peers around the corner in the direction from where the agents are coming.  He makes a dash for the other end of the hallway and hits a dead end.  He then glances at the latch on the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAKE (talking to self)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright Jake you can either stay here, let them capture you, and be killed or you can step outside this window while risking the chance of falling 60 stories and being killed, or if you’re successful, you can escape to the other side of the building continue on with the mission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake quickly steps onto the ledge, the wind blowing furiously into his face, and begins traversing along the side of the building to the next open window.  Right as he passes the room he was previously in, several gunshots, fired from silenced guns, come pouring through the window but Jake quickens his pace and makes it through to the other side.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAKE (talking to self)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just another day at the office!  You’re mine Kostman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake runs to another hidden closet, opens his laptop, restarts the GPS application, and resumes attempting to send CNN the revealing information regarding John Kostman’s ties to the SAE Terrorist Organization.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAKE (talking to self)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course!  I can send it through as a sort of Trojan horse.  At first glance, the government will assume it’s a typical piece of spam mail.  But, the true part of the message will contain the key evidence that will prove Kostman’s guilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake sends the message, with a grin on his face.  Shortly after, the GPS system beeps, sending panic through Jake’s body once again.  Before he is able to attempt an escape once more, the door is thrust open and three agents appear.  They quickly put a black bag over his head and drag him away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake wakes up handcuffed to a chair in an interrogation room.  In a hazy daze, he looks up to see John Kostman, along with two black suited agents.  Both agents have guns and Kostman has a sour look of frustration on his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOHN KOSTMAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many people know Jake?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAKE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know what?  Why are you guys doing this to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOHN KOSTMAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut the crap!  You know damn well why you’re here you little pansy!  Now how many others know!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAKE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I – I – I… I don’t know what you’re talking about sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOHN KOSTMAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright sally, if you’re gonna play dumb then we’ll see if a little waterboarding will give you some knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as soon as the agents begin bringing in the equipment, the door slams open as five new agents quickly handcuff Kostman and his henchmen.  A tall, slender man with an FBI badge approaches Jake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROBERT BAYLOR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake, my name is Robert Baylor.  I’m an FBI agent in charge of this terrorist mission.  You displayed a hell of a lot of courage bring this scumbag to justice.  You’re looking CNN transferred the information to us quick enough or these boys would have done some work on you that’s for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAKE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, sir.  Am I free to go now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROBERT BAYLOR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you are free to go son.  However, we will be meeting again soon.  You’ll be receiving a medal for your valiant efforts in due time.  You made your country proud son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake shakes his hand, gives each of the agents a nod and exits the room.  After his exit, the light slowly fades out and credits roll.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-8988691082912365695?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/8988691082912365695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-screenplay-entitled-unexpected.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/8988691082912365695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/8988691082912365695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-screenplay-entitled-unexpected.html' title='My Screenplay entitled: &quot;Unexpected Betrayal&quot;- Tom Allen'/><author><name>Tom Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05770651160556196419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-5816585264962166798</id><published>2010-05-12T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T20:58:20.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Screen Play</title><content type='html'>My final screenplay is on my &lt;a href="http://webpages.scu.edu/ftp/BRebboah/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;. The link is titled SCREENPLAY! ( on the right hand side of the screen).&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; There are a few points to my screenplay. The first point, one that I really like is to critique and reverse the perspective of Little Brother. In my opinion, Little Brother creates a dystopia by simply SAYING the government is wrong. While I don't ask others to believe my view, I think that my screenplay attempts to do a couple of things. 1) I shows the way in which accusation is simply forced on somebody. In Little Brother it is the government that is blamed, in my screenplay it is Trudy Doo. 2) I really liked examining an alternate ending where Marcus wasn't just the victim of "government oppression" but of a single person. Again without preaching my view, I think Doctorow manipulates the reader into thinking the government is BAD without giving justification. So, my strong commentary is to simply throw Trudy Doo in the role of the government. With little explanation, Trudy Doo is Bad. I believe that my screenplay explores something that nobody else's does, and that it would be a good choice to greenlight it because it critically looks at an aspect I think many of us overlooked when reading the novel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-5816585264962166798?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/5816585264962166798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-screen-play.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/5816585264962166798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/5816585264962166798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-screen-play.html' title='My Screen Play'/><author><name>BRebboah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04886131829782213634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-7803047530018996542</id><published>2010-05-12T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T20:25:13.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>screenplay</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I'm putting this on the blog just in case my e-mail to you (marc) didn't get to you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scene one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;INT. SUV&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The DHS has located M1k3y because of the post he made on the XNet. They know he’s in Los Angeles and have come to get him. Severe Haircut Lady is in the Black SUV along with other DHS employees.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SEVERE HAIRCUT LADY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh Marcus, you thought you could hide from us. You silly, silly boy... We’ve got you now.. (CACKLES)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;scene two&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;INT. MARCUS’S APARTMENT- NIGHT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Marcus is sleeping. Severe hair cut lady and her associates bust into Marcus's apartment and capture Marcus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SEVERE HAIRCUT LADY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi Marcus...or do you prefer being called M1k3y? hmm? yes we got you now. I knew you were trouble from the start. It will be a looong looong time until you ever see the light of day again young man... (CACKLES AGAIN)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They take Marcus away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;scene three&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;INT. JAIL CELL- Marcus is laying on the floor of a small cell. He looks weak and tired. His clothes are dirty, and he’s crying. A guard walks by. Marcus starts yelling in despair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MARCUS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YOU CAN’T DO THIS! THIS ISN’T FAIR! (Sobbing) YOU’VE TAKEN MY LIFE FROM ME. I’M JUST A KID!! (Still sobbing)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Marcus keeps on crying and curls into a ball holding himself while he cries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;scene four&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;EXT. CEMETERY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Marcus is dead.. The camera shoots a cemetery..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Marcus (v.o)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My name used to be Marcus Yallow--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the Department of Homeland Security ended my life. (Pause) They thought I was a terrorist, so I fought back. But even though I'm not around anymore, my fight isn't over yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will get my revenge on the DHS, and I won't let them get away with this. My life wasn't the only life they ruined.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They say when you die with a grudge, a curse is born... Well I won't stop until justice is served...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cut to title&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;scene five&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;INT. INTERROGATION ROOM AT TREASURE ISLAND&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Severe Haircut Lady and Major General Sutherland are interrogating Darryl still about Marcus. He doesn't know anything, so they are rough with him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SEVERE HAIRCUT LADY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Darryl, this could go a lot smoother if you would just cooperate with us. We know you've been involved with Marcus so tell us what you know...Why did Marcus make the XNet? Who is he working for?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Darryl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know what you're talking about. I don't know what the XNet is! PLEASE! Just let me go, I swear I am innocent. Just let me gooo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Darryl starts crying)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;major general sutherland&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh suck it up boy. We know you know something. Just tell us which terrorist Marcus Yallow has been working for and this will be a lot easier for you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Darryl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Marcus isn't working for a terrorist! I don't know what you're talking about!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Major General Sutherland grabs Darryl and pushes his face into a bucket of water. Then all of a sudden the lights go on and off, on and off. The General stops. Severe Haircut Lady and the General look at eachother and get worried.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SEVERE HAIRCUT LADY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOCK HIM BACK UP!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Darryl is taken away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;scene six&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;INT. OFFICE- DAY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Severe Haircut Lady and Major General Sutherland are talking about Marcus, and what has been going on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SEVERE HAIRCUT LADY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm gettig worried General. Pretty soon people might find out what really happened to Marcus. We can't let anyone find out, or for sure we'll be shut down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MAJOR GENERAL SUTHERLAND&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know, I know. But now ones going to find out (Stern voice). Not even his stupid friend Darryl knows he's gone. This is between you and me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SEVERE HAIRCUT LADY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But we can't hid it forever. The news has been all over the DHS recently with all the glitches with the video surveillance...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;General...I think it's him. (pause) It's Marcus. I think he's back..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MAJOR GENERAL SUTHERLAND&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHA now don't go all crazy on me, that's impossible. There are no such things as spirits (Laughs again)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SEVERE HAIRCUT LADY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I feel like i'm being watched...All the time. It's like everywhere I go I feel someone's there, just watching my every move.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MAJOR GENERAL SUTHERLAND&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAH, that's just all the video surveillance, but don't worry, the government isn't watching us, they're just watching the people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Major General Sutherland exits the room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;scene seven&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;INT. SEVERE HAIRCUT LADY'S HOME-NIGHT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Severe haircut lady and her husband are talking in the living room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Husband&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is something wrong? You've been quieter then usual. Something happen at work?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SEVERE HAIRCUT LADY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Huh? oh..no..nothings wrong. Just a lot has been going on. Top secret though, i'm sorry honey I can't tell you. (Sighs)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;scene eight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;INT. SEVERE HAIRCUT LADY'S OFFICE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Severe haircut lady enters her office the next day, and sitting on her desk is a picture of Marcus and a note that says "I know what you have done."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SEVERE HAIRCUT LADY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(SCREAMS) OH MY GOD..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She looks at the picture of Marcus on her desk and reads the note outloud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SEVERe HairCUT Lady&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I know what you have done."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She has a scared look on her face, but rips up the paper, mubmbling..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;severe Hiarcut Lady&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(In a fast voice)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're just being paranoid, you're just being paranoid. This is a joke. He's not back, this isn't real. (SIGHS)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She then sits on the computer to do work, but has a blank stare on her face. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SCene nine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;INT. INTERROGATION ROOM-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Severe haircut lady and Major General Sutherland are interrogating Darryl again. After threatening Darryl with his life, Marcus's voice comes on the loud speaker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MAJOR GENERAL SUTHERLAND&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK SON, you have ONE last chance to tell us what you know. We aren't joking around. It's serious now. Everyday we get new information about possible terrorist attacks, and the information you are witholding form us is putting our efforts in jeopardy. so tell us WHO WAS MARCUS WORKING FOR?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DARRYL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who 'was' he working for? (scared look on his face) What do you mean was, like past tense? Where's marcus!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MAJOR GENERAL SUTHERLAND&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;uhh...I meant 'Who IS Marcus working for."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Darryl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is Marcus dead!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MAJOR GENERAL SUTHERLAND&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SHUT UP KID!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pulls out a gun and puts it to Darryl's head&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MAJOR GENERAL SUTHERLAND&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now listen to me kid. I'm going to count down to five, and if you don't tell me who Marcus has been working for in five seconds, then I'm gonnd blow your brains out. YOU HEAR ME!? (Shouting)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All of a sudden there is a crackle on the loudspeaker and a voice comes on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MARCUS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;STOP. RIGHT. NOW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The lights flicker off and on again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MARCUS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know who I am. You ruined my life. You killed me. You took everything  away from me! I'm not going to let you do it anymore, not to Darryl, and not to anyone else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Severe Haircut Lady looks like she's about to pass out. Major General Sutherland looks dumfounded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MARCUS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't look so stupid. You know who I am, its M1k3y. Your favorite little 'suspcted terrorist.' Well if you don't stop, i'm really gonna terrorize YOU.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All of a sudden Major General Sutherland is foating off the ground spinning around the room. Sever Haircut lady tries to make a run for it but Marcus's spirit lifts her off the ground too. They scream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MARCUS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You both have ruined a lot of lives. Hurt a lot of people. All because you think you're helping national security by incirminating innocent people. And I won't leave until you stop. I have a few requests, and if you don't abide..well..then I guess you'll find out what I have instore for the both of you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SEVERE HAIRCUT LADY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just tell us what you want! And put us down! Please! We'll listen, we promise! Just put us down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Marcus's spirit sets them back on the ground&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MARCUS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First, I want you to shut down Treausre Island. For good. Let all of the prisoners go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Second, I want you to make a public announcement. A public apology, and tell everyone what has been going on at Treasure Island.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And thirdly, in your public apology, I want you to tell my story to the people. I want them to know how you ruined my life. How you suspected me, a seventeen year old boy, to be involved with the terrorist attack under no hard evidence, and ended my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm asking you to change. To stop and to realize how much DAMAGE you and the DHS have done. IS THAT CLEAR?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Severe Haircut Lady and Major General Sutherland nod their heads yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ONE DAY LATER&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SCENE NINE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;EXT. DOWNTOWN SAN FRANCISCO- DAY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Severe Haircut Lady is giving her public apology, and Major General Sutherland is standing by her side. This is televised.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SEVERE HAIRCUT LADY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To the people of San Francisco, my name is Kathy Lorr, and I work for the Deparment of Homeland Security. I'm here today to apologize to the citizens of the Bay Area for the hurt and harm we may have caused you, and to tell you about a boy named Marcus Yallow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the Bay Bridge Bombings a few months ago, we detained a 17-year old boy, Marcus. Eventually we let him go, but we kept our eye on him. He the created this thing called the XNet, a program used through the XBOX to fight back against the DHS. But we eventually caught Marcus, as a fugitive, who ran away leaving his life behind, all because we unrighteously accused him of being a terrorist. Unfortunately though, Marcus died in our custody.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are admitting this to you today, to try to show you how truely sorry we are for the way we have been treating innocent individuals in this city recently. It's with Marcus's story that we can use this incident, and recent incidents, to grow from the situation and keep this from happening again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We realize that our recent actions regarding national security have invaded many of your privacy rights, and invaded into your life. We, and the Deparment of Homeland Security are giving you our deepest apologies and promise to work on the situation to keep this city safe while not invading your constitutional rights as citizens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Severe Haircut Lady and Major General Sutherland step away, and a voice over of Marcus comes on as we watch them walk away and cut to a sun setting. MUSIC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MARCUS (V.O)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My name used to be Marcus Yallow, and even though I may be gone, my story will live on. It's important to remember to not let people take away your rights, and to fight. I fought, and ended up dead, but I made a big change. I helped a lot of people. Hopefully, my story will keep the next Marcus Yallow from ending up in my shoes--or grave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CUT TO CREDITS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-7803047530018996542?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/7803047530018996542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/screenplay_5195.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/7803047530018996542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/7803047530018996542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/screenplay_5195.html' title='screenplay'/><author><name>Briemacdonald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553152635372376088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-5165752157347854244</id><published>2010-05-12T17:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T17:48:53.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Xtranormal clip</title><content type='html'>Link&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.xtranormal.com/watch/6567201&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-5165752157347854244?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/5165752157347854244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/xtranormal-clip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/5165752157347854244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/5165752157347854244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/xtranormal-clip.html' title='Xtranormal clip'/><author><name>Anthony Mejia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056168130251721323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-7073379904875016701</id><published>2010-05-12T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T17:38:39.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Screenplay</title><content type='html'>My screenplay is about Marcus and how he is captured by terrorists instead of the DHS as in little brother. I wanted to change the scenario and make it as if he was actually captured by people who are not America. Marcus ends up tricking the terrorists while at the same time being tricked himself in his life. Marcus is eventually saved from this by his friend Daryl who receives information at the right time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link to screenplay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://webpages.scu.edu/ftp/AMejia/machinima.htm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-7073379904875016701?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/7073379904875016701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/screenplay_12.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/7073379904875016701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/7073379904875016701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/screenplay_12.html' title='Screenplay'/><author><name>Anthony Mejia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056168130251721323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-4298309663180200026</id><published>2010-05-12T17:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T17:26:05.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Screenplay-Bri Cassara</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://webpages.scu.edu/ftp/BCASSARA/screenplay.htm"&gt;Here is the link to my screenplay.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my screenplay, I wanted to give background information as to why Severe Haircut Lady (Alex) is as harsh and unhappy as she appears in "Little Brother." As a child, Alex is very happy. She and her family are very close. Her dad works for the Department of Homeland Security. Then, when Alex is 8 years old, her mother is killed in a school shooting. Unable to cope with his wife's death, Alex's father becomes a reclusive monster who completely disconnects from his daughter. Alex is forced to raise herself, and never is given a full chance to deal with her grief. Working for the DHS is, in a way, an attempt to avenge her mother's death. She wants to bring down as many terrorists as she can, and because her mother was killed by a white teenager, she is not only distrusting of the usual "terrorist" but all types of individuals.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-4298309663180200026?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/4298309663180200026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/screenplay-bri-cassara.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/4298309663180200026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/4298309663180200026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/screenplay-bri-cassara.html' title='Screenplay-Bri Cassara'/><author><name>Bri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-470774701031292404</id><published>2010-05-12T15:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T21:42:09.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Josh's Final Machinima Script</title><content type='html'>Here is the &lt;a href="http://webpages.scu.edu/ftp/jronen/Final%20Machinima%20Script.pdf"&gt;PDF Version&lt;/a&gt; of my script for "Search and Rescue" that has been posted to my website. Since this assignment was completed with the 100 word discussion for Tuesday, my 100 word discussion is on my last post (indicating completion of the first draft of my script). Under instruction from my professor, I trimmed it down a page, cutting out a lot of the fluff, and made everything straightforward and to-the-point. To my opinion, it is now much more filmable then it was before. The PDF is also posted to my website's &lt;a href="http://webpages.scu.edu/ftp/jronen/Jrwebsites.htm"&gt;homepage&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-470774701031292404?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/470774701031292404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/joshs-final-machinima-script.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/470774701031292404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/470774701031292404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/joshs-final-machinima-script.html' title='Josh&apos;s Final Machinima Script'/><author><name>Josh Ronen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13804170394537115233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sJbr0H7CKoU/SqsaVhb4Y5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/OYqTGLkbB1I/S220/Tahoe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-7153854216746238553</id><published>2010-05-12T15:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T15:08:42.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Josh's Xtranormal</title><content type='html'>My 45 sec &lt;a href="http://www.xtranormal.com/watch/6567209/"&gt;piece&lt;/a&gt; from my script. This would not necessarily be in the movie itself, but people would see it on the news after Osama was arrested and Marcus was kidnapped.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-7153854216746238553?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/7153854216746238553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/joshs-xtranormal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/7153854216746238553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/7153854216746238553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/joshs-xtranormal.html' title='Josh&apos;s Xtranormal'/><author><name>Josh Ronen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13804170394537115233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sJbr0H7CKoU/SqsaVhb4Y5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/OYqTGLkbB1I/S220/Tahoe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-4422387903564619644</id><published>2010-05-11T17:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T17:18:47.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="390"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.xtranormal.com/site_media/players/jwplayer.swf"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/4422387903564619644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post_11.html' title=''/><author><name>Kusi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11408887351488790648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-4490749411680642369</id><published>2010-05-11T17:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T17:17:15.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lindsey's Xtranormal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.xtranormal.com/watch/6567213"&gt;Xtranormal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-4490749411680642369?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/4490749411680642369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/lindseys-xtranormal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/4490749411680642369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/4490749411680642369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/lindseys-xtranormal.html' title='Lindsey&apos;s Xtranormal'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-5939630130983300310</id><published>2010-05-11T15:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T15:49:32.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Xtranormal Video Clip- Mirella</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="390"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.xtranormal.com/site_media/players/jwplayer.swf"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/5939630130983300310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/5939630130983300310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/xtranormal-video-clip-mirella.html' title='Xtranormal Video Clip- Mirella'/><author><name>Mirella Villalpando</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10977989987575748458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-6890264807005561</id><published>2010-05-11T15:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T15:29:12.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kusi's Script</title><content type='html'>“YELLOW TWIST”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Written by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kusi Peralta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; FIRST DRAFT&lt;br /&gt; May 10, 2010&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"YELLOW TWIST"&lt;br /&gt;1  BLACK SCREEN                                                  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     MAIN TITLES&lt;br /&gt;FADE IN:&lt;br /&gt;INT. AN OLDER MARCUS YELLOW AT HIS HOUSE- DAY&lt;br /&gt;Marcus is an old grandfather now. He is walking around his house from the living room to the front door. He is wearing a business suit and old brown loafers. The living room has a brown antique tone to it and looks relatively spotless except for a scrap of paper left from the trash his wife had taken out from their attic.&lt;br /&gt;As Marcus bends over slowly to pick it up he reads “Don’t trust anyone over 25”. He gets a look on his face, the kind that people get when they immediately have a flashback of a memory from the past..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLUR FADE OUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOUNDS OF SCREAMING AND RUNNING, CHAOS&lt;br /&gt;FLASHING FADE IN:&lt;br /&gt;EXT. MARKET STREET, SAN FRANCISCO- DAY&lt;br /&gt;AFTER THE BOMB WENT OFF AND ALL THE CARS WERE DRIVING AROUND AND IT WAS CHAOTIC. DARRYL WAS JUST STABBED AND MARCUS TRIED TO FLAG DOWN AN UNMARKED ARMY JEEP. THIS IS IN THE BACKGROUND OF THE FLASHES.&lt;br /&gt;FLASH ONE: GASP. DUST. BLURRY.&lt;br /&gt;FLASH TWO: SCREAMS IN THE DISTANCE. SOUNDS OF PEOPLE RUNNING.&lt;br /&gt;Marcus (shouting): “Guys?”&lt;br /&gt;Vanessa (shouting muffled): Marcus run!&lt;br /&gt;DARKNESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FADE IN:&lt;br /&gt;MORE SCENES FROM THE BOOK + MADE UP ONES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FLASH&lt;br /&gt;FADE IN:&lt;br /&gt;EXT. LARGE CROWD OF YOUNG PEOPLE CROWDING ON THE CORNER OF 20TH AND DOLORES- EVENING&lt;br /&gt;Marcus and Ange are at the “Don’t trust anyone over the age of 25” concert. The young Marcus is on a date with Ange and they are flirtatious with each other. The crowd has a very energetic vibe. The artist, Trudy Doo, is performing and everyone is dancing around energetically. Most of the young kids have “Don’t trust anyone over 25” apparel and bright rave-looking clothing. They all start chanting after Trudy Doo starts saying “Don’t trust anyone over 25!”. This whole time Marcus has been looking around but when he turns to Ange the scene disappears…&lt;br /&gt;FADE OUT QUICK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FADE BACK TO BEGINNING SCENE:&lt;br /&gt;Marcus realizes that somewhere on his path he lost his way. His old wrinkly face looks hurt and his eyes slightly teary eyed. During this whole flashback reminiscing time his driver had driven him to his work, the DHS. As executive director Marcus immediately starts reviewing rules that he needs to change in the sorority. All this time he’s gone wrong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-6890264807005561?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/6890264807005561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/kusis-script.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/6890264807005561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/6890264807005561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/kusis-script.html' title='Kusi&apos;s Script'/><author><name>Kusi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11408887351488790648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-3330044033102259934</id><published>2010-05-11T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T15:29:59.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Julia's Screenplay</title><content type='html'>I forgot how to make put a link on here but my screenplay is on my webpage. My screenplay is called Not So Severe. I titled it this because Severe Haircut Lady literally becomes not so severe at the end. The screenplay is a bit chick flickish but what guy doesn't like a little sensitivity once in a while, right?! I feel as though it might not be long enough for the minimum amount of time that the machinima is supposed to be but I added quite a bit of ad libbing and scenes without talking so I think that might be able to make up for the shorter amount of talking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-3330044033102259934?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/3330044033102259934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/julias-screenplay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/3330044033102259934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/3330044033102259934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/julias-screenplay.html' title='Julia&apos;s Screenplay'/><author><name>Julia Mink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04988113113799545383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-6600110183984760556</id><published>2010-05-11T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T15:27:38.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Screenplay</title><content type='html'>I decided to put the idea of relationships central to my screenplay.  I tried to evoke the importance of maintaining relationships that matter most and how through the difficult time of pressing security relationships are questioned and challenged.  The point of the screenplay is to show the previous relationship Marcus and Darryl shared and how Marcus had indeed noticed Van before she proclaimed her love for him in the actual novel of  &lt;i&gt;Little Brother.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-6600110183984760556?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/6600110183984760556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/screenplay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/6600110183984760556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/6600110183984760556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/screenplay.html' title='Screenplay'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HSqka4QePso/ToLvA2dRhxI/AAAAAAAAAI4/AcUQkUyqqQU/s220/DSCF9939.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-3252901457731314596</id><published>2010-05-11T14:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T14:56:59.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>final screenplay</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://webpages.scu.edu/ftp/BMacDonald/screenplay.htm"&gt;Screenplay&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I changed the ending/theme of my movie. The point of my movie is to show how the DHS has ruined the life of Marcus and Darryl because the government went overboard and treated kids like terrorists. The point is to show how the DHS invaded their personal rights to privacy and ruined two lives of teenagers; which isn't right. The ending is kind of sad, but it's supposed to add dramatic affect to the theme. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-3252901457731314596?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/3252901457731314596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/final-screenplay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/3252901457731314596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/3252901457731314596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/final-screenplay.html' title='final screenplay'/><author><name>Briemacdonald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553152635372376088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-9051985842584386372</id><published>2010-05-11T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T14:43:31.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Will Lynch ScreenPlay</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://docs.google.com/fileview?id=0Bza8Ymz90Sq9NWE5YmFlYjUtYzExZi00NzI0LWJlZjktOGNlODEyY2JjODVi&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;My Screenplay&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-9051985842584386372?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/9051985842584386372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/will-lynch-screenplay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/9051985842584386372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/9051985842584386372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/will-lynch-screenplay.html' title='Will Lynch ScreenPlay'/><author><name>Will Lynch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226287761150824908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-5685173889898301578</id><published>2010-05-11T13:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T13:29:09.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lindsays screenplay</title><content type='html'>this is my screenplay. it is called forces of evil and it is very similar to the novel Little Brother it just has a different ending. i did not like the ending and how the severe hair cut lady was able to get away with what she did, so i changed it so she did not get away. this is my screenplay:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;line-height:200%"&gt;Screenplay- Forces of Evil&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;line-height:200%"&gt;Act 1&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;FADE IN:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;EXT. SAN FRANCISCO- LATE MORNING&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;Establishing shot: the golden gate bridge is in the foreground, it is a clear day.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;Featured: Marcus- 17 years old tall and gangly, with baggy dark clothing. Darryl- 17 years old, broad and tall, jeans and a polo, Van- 17 years old short and skinny with black hair and glasses, slumped shoulders, they are walking down the street of San Francisco toward the golden gate bridge. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;line-height:200%"&gt;MARCUS&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;line-height:200%"&gt;Thanks for comin’ with me guys. You rock. So let’s find this clue, this games freakin’ awesome. Darryl you got anything yet?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;line-height:200%"&gt;DARRYL (looking at phone)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;line-height:200%"&gt;I’m tryin’ man. We better not get caught. My dad’l kill me. Oh I think I got something. Let’s go this way, closer to the water.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;line-height:200%"&gt;MARCUS&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;line-height:200%"&gt;YEAH! I knew you could do it. That’s why I keep you around. Haa just kidding.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;line-height:200%"&gt;VAN&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;line-height:200%"&gt;So why do you keep me around? You aren’t letting me do anything! I skip school for you!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;line-height:200%"&gt;MARCUS&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;line-height:200%"&gt;Haha come on relax you know you come. So where-&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;Reveal: The shot zooms back from the three friends and there is a huge explosion on the golden gate bridge in front of them. They are knocked to their feet and the city falls into a panic.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;line-height:200%"&gt;MARCUS&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;line-height:200%"&gt;What the hell just happened?! Are you ok?? What’s going on??&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;Reveal: Groaning and screaming is heard in the background as they get to their feet.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;line-height:200%"&gt;VAN&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;line-height:200%"&gt;We need to get the hell out of here RUN!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;Featured: The three run through the streets running into herds of people running away in a panic. They are pushed and shoved and eventually get separated from each other. Screaming is heard as the camera follows Marcus&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;line-height:200%"&gt;MARCUS&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;line-height:200%"&gt;VAN!!! DARRYL!!! WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?! VAAN!! DARYLL?? Get the hell out of my way watch where you are going!! Help!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;Featured: Marcus is being pushed and shoved all over the streets as the numbers of people running in the streets grow higher. Screaming is louder and louder and Marcus yells at others while he desperately tries to find his friends. He is in a panic and all of a sudden gets free of the massive herd and is on the outskirts with the stragglers who are scared to death. Marcus gets pushed to the ground. Screaming is heard and Marcus is heard grunting and yelling. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;Reveal: Scene fades along with the sound of yelling. End Scene.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;line-height:200%"&gt;ACT 2&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;FADE IN&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;Featured: Marcus is limp against the wall of a truck. Marcus is the only one in the zoomed shot. The shot then pans out to reveal the whole truck and all of the people in it that are prisoner that are limp and have bags over their heads, just like Marcus. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;Reveal: the scene is viewed from Marcus’s perspective. Groaning is heard in the background.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;line-height:200%"&gt;MARCUS (vo)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;line-height:200%"&gt;Where the hell am I who did this to me?? I don’t remember anything. Omygod. Darryl, Van! I don’t remember what happened to them. God my head hurts. Who are these people??&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;Reveal: screen gets blurry, representing a flashback.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;Featured: there is a zoom in on the explosion of the bridge. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;Reveal: back to current time, showing marcus in the car again. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;line-height:200%"&gt;MARCUS (vo)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;line-height:200%"&gt;This has to be a dream. I’m in a car? What is going on…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;line-height:200%"&gt;Featured: the screen is viewed through Marcus’s perspective again. He looks around the truck as a pan shot. Hear Marcus groan in pain, and his eyes blink shut twice, and then the screen goes black. END SCENE.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;line-height:200%"&gt;ACT 3&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;Establishing shot: Marcus is seen standing holding the bars of a prison cell door watching as huge security guards are dragging other prisoners like him out of their cells.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;Featured: Two security guards come up to marcus’s cell, punch his fingers holding onto the cell door, open the door and drag him out of the cell, and down the hallway into a small room. Severe hair lady is sitting at a table tapping her fingers. Marcus sits down across from her.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;line-height:200%"&gt;MARCUS&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;line-height:200%"&gt;Who are you and what am I doing here. This is America I have the rights you cant just do this to me you cant just hold me here this is unconstitutional I wont let you do this let me call my lawyer let me-&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;line-height:200%"&gt;SEVERE HAIR LADY&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;line-height:200%"&gt;SHUT UP!! You are here because you are a suspected to be guilty of aiding the terrorist attack that occurred yesterday in our city. You need to stop talking and just do what I tell you. Let me see your phone. You were seen using your phone during the explosion, so we have reason to believe you have something on there we need to see.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;line-height:200%"&gt;MARCUS&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;line-height:200%"&gt;Are you kidding me?? Im 17 years old im not a terrorist!! This has got to be a joke I am not letting you see my phone!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;line-height:200%"&gt;SEVERE HAIR LADY&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;line-height:200%"&gt;This is not an option. You can not choose whether or not we can see it. Give me your phone Marcus. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;line-height:200%"&gt;MARCUS&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;line-height:200%"&gt;No!! I am not giving you my phone. I have nothing on there im not a terrorist!! You cant have it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;line-height:200%"&gt;SEVERE HAIR LADY&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;line-height:200%"&gt;You will be sorry if you do not give it to me right now. Give me your phone!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;line-height:200%"&gt;MARCUS&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;line-height:200%"&gt;NO!! let me get a lawyer, im innocent! Im 17 years old my friends were playing a game im innocent!! You cant do this to me!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;Featured: severe hair lady is livid with anger and gives the guards the signal to take marcus away. He is dragged back to his cell.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;line-height:200%"&gt;ACT 4&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;FEATURED: short flashes of scenes of Marcus being tortured by severe hair lady&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;Featured: short flash of marcus talking to the guy in the cell next to him&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Featured: short flash of marcus getting more and more mad&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Featured: short flashes of different prisoners sitting in pain in their cells&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;Featured: &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;short flash of severe hair cut lady yelling at the guards and yelling in general&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;Featured: short flash of more torture of other prisoners&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;Featured: short flash of marcus sitting mad in his cell. Fade out. End scene. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;line-height:200%"&gt;ACT 5&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;Reveal: Marcus is collapsed in his cell talking to the guy in the cell next to him&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:6"&gt;                                                                                                &lt;/span&gt;MARCUS&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;line-height:200%"&gt;I cant take this anymore. We need to finally do something. Remember that idea you had the other day? I know it wasn’t serious, but we really need to do something. I don’t know how much longer I can last here.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;line-height:200%"&gt;OTHER GUY&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;line-height:200%"&gt;Do you really think it can work? How are we going to beat them? &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;And her? We are all weak, and they are fine, what if we are the only ones who are willing to do this?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;line-height:200%"&gt;MARCUS&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;line-height:200%"&gt;Trust me. Look around. Do you see anyone that looks happy being here? I think everyone here will try anything we ask them to if it means having a chance to get out of here. You spread the word that way, and ill tell people this way, we can do this, we are going to get out of here.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;line-height:200%"&gt;OTHER GUY&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;line-height:200%"&gt;Ok your right. We need to get out of here, im sick of this and im sick of her.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;line-height:200%"&gt;MARCUS&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;line-height:200%"&gt;Everyone is. She cant do this to us and our friends. we didn’t do anything to be here and she cant do this to us!! This will work. I promise.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;Reveal: whispering between cells ensues, and guards show up to take people out of their cells. Many people are taken out of their cells, and marcus s dragged like usual to the room. Severe hair cut lady is very angry and starts to waterboard him. All of a sudden there is a roar outside and the door is bust open and a lot of prisoners rush in and tackle severe hair cut lady and the guards holding marcus’s head in the water.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;Featured: severe hair lady is yelling loudly. Everyone is moving and fighting for their freedom&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;and severe hair cut lady and the guards are losing. Fade out. END SCENE&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;line-height:200%"&gt;ACT 6&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;Reveal: &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;marcus is sitting at his kitchen table eating breakfast. His dad is sitting with him and his mom is making food. She brings it to the table. The tv is on showing the news.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;line-height:200%"&gt;TV NOISE&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;line-height:200%"&gt;…she was proven guilty after her long trial. She was guilty for going against the government and creating her own practice after not being able to get around the constitution as much as she would like. She blackmailed guards into joining her, and she performed acts of torture on innocent American citizens. She pleaded innocent to all of these treasons, but she was found guilty after enough evidence was found. She is now in federal prison for 40 years without chance of parole. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;Reveal: marcus is sitting at the table looking content. Fade out.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;line-height:200%"&gt;END SCENE&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-5685173889898301578?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/5685173889898301578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/lindsays-screenplay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/5685173889898301578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/5685173889898301578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/lindsays-screenplay.html' title='lindsays screenplay'/><author><name>Lindsay Grove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447367360516656212</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-8736605072606404675</id><published>2010-05-11T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T21:40:48.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SCREENPLAY PDF - Josh Ronen</title><content type='html'>My Screenplay: &lt;a href="http://webpages.scu.edu/ftp/jronen/Final%20Machinima%20Script.pdf"&gt;"Search and Rescue"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I twisted and turned the plot of Little Brother and added some of my own ideas to formulate this script. Marcus never is recapture by the DHS and Osama Bin Laden is the leader of the terrorist plot to blow up the Bay Bridge. He is captured and taken into custody by the DHS. The terrorists use Marcus as a gateway into the DHS Headquarters once he steals the blueprints of the headquarters for them for the White House database over the Xnet. They kidnap him from his home in the middle of the night. Will the terrorists get Osama back? Will Osama die at the hands of the rogue DHS agents? Will the world finally see the truth? Does Marcus finally get the payback he never got in the novel on Severe Haircut Lady? See this movie and find out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-8736605072606404675?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/8736605072606404675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/screenplay-pdf-josh-ronen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/8736605072606404675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/8736605072606404675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/screenplay-pdf-josh-ronen.html' title='SCREENPLAY PDF - Josh Ronen'/><author><name>Josh Ronen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13804170394537115233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sJbr0H7CKoU/SqsaVhb4Y5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/OYqTGLkbB1I/S220/Tahoe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-9032835280544133152</id><published>2010-05-11T13:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T13:37:06.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Script by marie galetto</title><content type='html'>here is my Little Brother Machinima &lt;a href="http://webpages.scu.edu/ftp/mgaletto/Little%20Brother%20Script.html"&gt;Script&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Little Brother machinima is about Darryl's internal struggle while in jail. It shows how horrible events can change people's lives forever. Darryl struggles with his relationship with Marcus throughout the story and eventually resents him more than anyone else in his life. It shows how having war effect your personal life, or violent or oppressive situations in general, can make people do horrible things or completely change peoples' views on life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-9032835280544133152?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/9032835280544133152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/script-by-marie-galetto.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/9032835280544133152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/9032835280544133152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/script-by-marie-galetto.html' title='Script by marie galetto'/><author><name>Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04998228116801277916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-5117485301562202281</id><published>2010-05-11T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T13:29:27.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Machinima Script-Bonnie Given</title><content type='html'>Here is my &lt;a href="http://webpages.scu.edu/ftp/BGiven/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; with my screenplay.&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, I can't find a way to link my pdf version here.&lt;br /&gt;I decided to focus on the concepts of over-surveillance, invasion of privacy, and distrust in my screenplay. In Little Brother, Doctorow introduces these prevalent themes by showing how the DHS responds to the teeangers after the bombing of the Bay Bridge. They are watched everywhere they go and they are treated with out respect and as if the are criminals. I decided to use two protagonists, Macey and Tyler who have found themselves caught in unfortunate situations. Macey is caught picking up a cigarette by her mom, who thinks she has been smoking. Her mom makes her go to homeschool and treats her like a prisoner. Tyler falls on another women and the grocery store and his wife thinks he has been cheating on her. She decides to put a tracking device on him to keep track of everywhere he goes. Both characters end up removing themselves from the awful and unfair situations that they are in and actually become friends in the script. Hopefully, the theme I am trying to focus on is shown well in my script and that the characters I have created are unique and interesting to the readers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-5117485301562202281?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/5117485301562202281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/machinima-script-bonnie-given.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/5117485301562202281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/5117485301562202281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/machinima-script-bonnie-given.html' title='Machinima Script-Bonnie Given'/><author><name>BonnieGiven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07067882715596604648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-7722484542788379403</id><published>2010-05-10T15:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T15:36:19.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Screenplay PDF-Bri Cassara</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://webpages.scu.edu/ftp/BCASSARA/screenplay.htm"&gt;SCREENPLAY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my screenplay, I wanted to look at the story of Little Brother from the eyes of Severe haircut lady. We take a look at her childhood and how happy she used to be. We see her with her parents, enjoying life. Then, her mother is suddenly murdered by a teen aged boy at a school shooting. Severe haircut lady (Alex)'s world is suddenly flipped upside down as she learned to cope with the tragedy, without the help of her father who became a hateful recluse after his wife's death. We see why Alex is the way she is. We see the pain that caused her to become so hardened, and the event that ignited her desire to bring justice to her country by protecting it from terrorists.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-7722484542788379403?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/7722484542788379403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/screenplay-pdf-bri-cassara.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/7722484542788379403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/7722484542788379403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/screenplay-pdf-bri-cassara.html' title='Screenplay PDF-Bri Cassara'/><author><name>Bri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-496586062268606419</id><published>2010-05-06T16:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T16:14:57.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alec Molloy - A Day in the Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://dl.dropbox.com/u/5866031/A%20DAY%20IN%20THE%20LIFE.pdf"&gt;PDF verion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-496586062268606419?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/496586062268606419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/alec-molloy-day-in-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/496586062268606419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/496586062268606419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/alec-molloy-day-in-life.html' title='Alec Molloy - A Day in the Life'/><author><name>Alec Molloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09867521119946554986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-457135188666728366</id><published>2010-05-06T16:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T16:11:49.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Marcus walks into his house, and into his room looking very tired and distraught.  His parents walk into his room to check on him, his Mom asks him if he is ok, that he has been acting strange since the bombing and says they are there to help them.  Marcus sighs deeply and tells them that since that day he has been keeping a secret and decides he needs to tell them.  He tells them the story of what happened, explaining that he has horrible nightmares.  (Shows flashbacks of him being held by DHS while he tells story).  His parents are shocked and do not even know how to react, but comfort Marcus and apologize to him that he had to go through the ordeal.  They say that they need to think about it for a while and they will talk about what to do as a family the next night.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcus gets up the next day and goes to school, doesn’t really pay attention, looking at the clock all day until school is over.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scenes of both of Marcus’ parents getting pulled over in cars and put in hoods and then into white van.  Then cut to them being questioned in a jail cell by severe haircut woman, where she says that if they do not tell her who their son hangs out with they are going to kill Marcus.  They say that he spends most of his time with his friend Jolu and his girlfriend Ange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walks home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he gets home he walks in and the house is totally torn apart, and he can’t find his parents anywhere.  Then he goes into his room distressed and after trying to calm himself for a few seconds he opens his computer.  On the screen is typed a message from the DHS saying they have taken his parents, and if he wants to see them again he has to turn M1k3y in to them.  They say to bring M1k3y to the DHS headquarters located about 3 5 miles from his house.  Marcus is stunned, he doesn’t know what to do so he calls Ange.  When Ange answers he says his parents are gone and she says hers are too.  At that moment Marcus receives a call from Jolu informing him that Jolu’s parents have been taken as well.  They both got the same note as Marcus also.  The 3 of them decide to meet up in a coffee shop immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut to  them sitting at a table in a coffee shop.  All 3 look really worried, and are silent.  They all do not know what to do.  Marcus says that it is all his fault.  He says that he started this and now he has caused too much pain to his friends and their families, as well as his own parents.  He decides that he is going to go to the DHS headquarters and just turn himself in as M1k3y.  Ange and Jolu tell him that he can’t do that.  He says that he has to.  They keep begging him not to but he won’t listen.  He decides that he is going to go in the next morning and tell the DHS that he is M1k3y.  The 3 separate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut to scene of Ange at night going to woman’s house and going inside.  See from outside that they are talking, but can’t hear what they are saying.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next morning, Marcus gets up, looking determined but very scared.  He leaves and begins walking to DHS station.  When he gets there he stands outside for a minute just looking around.  Then, takes a deep breath, and walks inside.  He goes up to an official, and says I am M1k3y.  I am turning myself in.  The official says to some other uniformed people to put him in a van and bring him to Treasure Island immediately.  He is sitting in the van for a while just staring down.  Then they get to a dock, with a boat tied up waiting for them, already running.  They grab Marcus by the arms and begin to walk him to the boat.  Right as they are putting him onboard a police car speeds up with its sirens on and comes to a stop.  Two officers get out and run up to the boat informing the people onboard that Marcus is to be taken to the prison in town, and that the DHS no longer has any power in California.  Marcus is amazed and asks what happened.  The officer shows him a newspaper with the headline “DHS: Worse Than Terrorism”.  Marcus is confused but overjoyed.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut to scene of Marcus in jail cell, and Ange and Jolu walk in.  Marcus asks about what is going on.  Ange tells him that after they left the coffee shop she talked to her aunt, who knew people in the governor’s office who wanted to stop the DHS.  When she did that a story got published in the newspaper and the governor was able to declare that the DHS no longer had power in California.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-457135188666728366?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/457135188666728366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/marcus-walks-into-his-house-and-into.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/457135188666728366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/457135188666728366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/marcus-walks-into-his-house-and-into.html' title=''/><author><name>cmcdowell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14020808592119646258</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-9109903281378261485</id><published>2010-05-06T15:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T15:45:16.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scene by Scene Outline-Rebecca Murillo</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;ANGE'S STORY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;Scene 1&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;It’s November, in the late 90s.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The weather outside is sunny but there is certainly no warmth in the air as the wind bites through every layer of clothing.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The hospital is necessarily new, but it is apparent is has been kept well and there are no signs of wear and tear. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Action" style="margin-left:0in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Action" style="margin-top:9.0pt;margin-right:0in;margin-bottom:0in; margin-left:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;tab-stops:6.25in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;There is a woman in her late 30s sitting in a hospital bed, it doesn’t appear that she has much energy to do anything, she is slowly dying.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A young girl, 11 years of age sits on her bed with her while a middle aged man, most likely the father, sleeps lazily in a chair off to the side. The mom lazily opens her eyes. And looks around the room. Noticing her husband sleeping in a chair.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:1.0in;margin-bottom:0in; margin-left:.5in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;The woman is Mrs. Carvelli, she is 38 years old with a fairly olive complexion that is losing it’s luster, her hair once was a brilliant golden brown with blonde highlights in just the right places, but now it lay limp on her head, with no light reflecting from it.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Her eyes had turned from spring green to more of a moss green.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The doctors were not able to diagnose what is plaguing her, but whatever it is appears to be slowly shutting down her organs. She never believed anything would defeat her and continues to believe that she will be cured soon enough.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She is a slight feminist although she babies her husband she still believes that women deserve equal power and that a rise in this ideal is approaching.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:1.0in;margin-bottom:0in; margin-left:.5in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:1.0in;margin-bottom:0in; margin-left:.5in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;The young girls is Ange Carvelli, she is a mirror image of what her mother used to be and like her mother believes that this unknown disease will be cured any day know.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She has grown up adoring her mother and striving to equal her strength and power as a woman.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Ange has grown up taking hin all her mother has to teach her about feminism and the equality of genders and someday Ange hopes to make a difference in the world as a woman.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:1.0in;margin-bottom:0in; margin-left:.5in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:1.0in;margin-bottom:0in; margin-left:.5in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;Mr. Carvelli is a male with the stereotypical view of women in mind.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He believes that the women should stay at home while the men work and has always tried to persuade Mrs. Carvelli from her feminist mindset.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right:1.0in"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right:1.0in"&gt;As the events unfold, Ange stays by her mothers side until death, but before she dies, Mrs. Carvelli mumurs to Ange “&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;Don’t you EVER let any man tell you that you can’t do something just because you’re a girl. Prove them wrong honey.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Prove it to them, and prove it to yourself.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right:1.0in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-right:1.0in;text-align:center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;Scene 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-right:1.0in;text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;Ange is now a teenager in the present day, she does all the housework and is forced to care for her incompetent father who refuses to help her out around the house.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The house is actually a small 2-bedroom apartment that Ange and her father moved into after her mother’s death.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is slightly unkempt, with some dirty laundry spewed across the furniture but underneath that we can tell that the apartment is normally kept very well. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:1.0in;margin-bottom:0in; margin-left:.5in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;Ange’s father gets upset with her about the untidiness of the apartment and says that she needs to make him more food because he did not enjoy the dinner she had made. Ange had tried something new that night, enchiladas, making obvious that her father doesn’t like change.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Ange has a silent conversation with herself about how she will follow her mother’s advice one day and make a name for herself.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She also makes some comment about the terrorist attacks.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;She makes her father a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, absent-mindedly picks up the laundry, saying she’ll do it later.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She goes upstairs and fiddles with her computer, something goes wrong so she takes it apart, rearranges some wires, turns it back on, enters a code, and continues working.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;Scene 3&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;Ange discovers the Xnet revolution and immediately identifies with it.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She becomes excited that she can now be apart of a bigger cause and joins in, readily accepting all of the Xnetters beliefs and the movement’s objectives.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Somehow she gets invited to a secret meeting, through Jolu, something about the Xnet.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They make their pact (more info). &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:49.5pt;margin-bottom: 0in;margin-left:.5in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;At the meeting, Ange takes notice of Marcus, she is drawn to his confident yet vulnerable matter.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After listening to him and observing him, she realizes that he is mik3y, she has finally come upon her chance to make a name for herself.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She knows that she is good enough with computers that she can take over the Xnet and she also knows that she will be able to manipulate Marcus.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She approaches him and wins him over with her forward ways. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:49.5pt;margin-bottom: 0in;margin-left:.5in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right:4.5pt;tab-stops:31.5pt 436.5pt 463.5pt 6.5in"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;Cut to a couple scenes of Ange and Marcus hanging out, having a good time, but her obviously just playing with him.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:49.5pt;margin-bottom: 0in;margin-left:.5in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:49.5pt; margin-bottom:0in;margin-left:.5in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align:center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;Scene 4&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:49.5pt; margin-bottom:0in;margin-left:.5in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align:center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration:none"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops:459.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;Ange sits in her surprisingly messy room, there are posters of feminists all over the walls and she is typing away on her computer.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She is planning her takeover of the Xnet.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Her dad continues to yell at her for not being more of a woman.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:63.0pt;margin-bottom: 0in;margin-left:45.0pt;margin-bottom:.0001pt;tab-stops:459.0pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;Ange and her father get in a big heated argument about her role in the household.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He gets mad at her for getting involved with Marcus because it takes time away from her taking care of her.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She yells back, she has never been so angry at him.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She tells him that she wants to be her own woman, that she wants power.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She tells him she just wants to be the woman that her mother would have wanted.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This strikes a cord with her father, who all of the sudden stops yelling and sits down with his head in his hands.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He agrees that he is being a horrible father for not letting Ange be an individual and he is sorry.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Sentimental moment between them.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:63.0pt;margin-bottom: 0in;margin-left:45.0pt;margin-bottom:.0001pt;tab-stops:459.0pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops:459.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;After this event Ange thinks twice about her plans, she realizes that half of her motivation just came out of the hatred she felt towards her father.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then she remembers her mothers last words again and decides she needs to go through with it…for her.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:49.5pt; margin-bottom:0in;margin-left:.5in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align:center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration:none"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:49.5pt; margin-bottom:0in;margin-left:.5in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align:center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration:none"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:49.5pt; margin-bottom:0in;margin-left:.5in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align:center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;Scene 5&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:49.5pt; margin-bottom:0in;margin-left:.5in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align:center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration:none"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:4.5pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;Ange and Marcus are in Ange’s room, they are kissing.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They are planning the Xnet interview, Ange knows that she has control now, she tells Marcus what to do and it’ll only be a short while before she overthrows Marcus and becomes the new ruler.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She has been planning it ever since she realized that Marcus was the leader, he has just become a pawn to her.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:67.5pt;margin-bottom: 0in;margin-left:.5in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;Ange knows that this situation is her time to completely take over the Xnet she gets ready to ditch Marcus and become the only ruler (exact method of this hasn’t been thought of) but then something odd happens, he takes hold of her hand.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Just this one act of compassion makes Ange realize that what is making the Xnet such a success is their collaboration.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Her maniacal plan has been put aside as she leans into him, accepting his act of compassion. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:67.5pt;margin-bottom: 0in;margin-left:.5in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;Ange and Marcus go through the whole conference and everything together and are able to effectively manage the Xnet. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;The story will end at this point; leaving an end that is up to the viewers, what happened with the Xnet? Did Ange and Marcus stay together? No one knows…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-9109903281378261485?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/9109903281378261485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/scene-by-scene-outline-rebecca-murillo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/9109903281378261485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/9109903281378261485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/scene-by-scene-outline-rebecca-murillo.html' title='Scene by Scene Outline-Rebecca Murillo'/><author><name>Penny Ame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04766067325389025197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-5836626570755562153</id><published>2010-05-06T15:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T15:31:17.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my outline</title><content type='html'>Opening scene&lt;br /&gt;Exterior, establishing shots of small town, happy upbeat music making town seem normal. Then establishing shots of scary mental institution on edge of town suggesting that it will be a main part of the movie later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene 1- classroom&lt;br /&gt;Main character Jeff and his friend have been just given an assignment to present to the class on their towns history. Jeff and his friend decide that they are going to do it on the State Mental Hospital since it had been around since the founding of the town. They decide to meet after school to start their research&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene 2- outside the 2 friends walking down the sidewalk home&lt;br /&gt;They are discussing what they were going to do and say for the project. Jeff gets the idea to go over to the hospital and check it out first hand to make the presentation more interesting. Jeff’s friend is a little apprehensive at first because he has heard of all the folklore and rumors surrounding how spooky the place- things like how on a really quiet night, you can hear screams coming from there. Since it’s pretty early in the afternoon, they decide to just drop their stuff off and go straight there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene 3-arriving at the hospital&lt;br /&gt;Huge vertical tilt shots from the ground to the top of the castle like structure. They realize that this is the closest they have ever been to the hospital since they had always been instructed to stay away from this place. The hospital had been fenced off and the fences were electrified, there were armed guards everywhere and when they arrive at what appears to be the entrance. They try and ask a guard if they could maybe get a tour or gather some first hand info on one of the oldest structures of their town. The guard says it is a completely closed facility with no possibilities of letting anyone but authorized personnel and mentally disturbed people onto the grounds. They actually hear some screams there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene 4- getting back home&lt;br /&gt;After being completely rejected, Jeff and his friend are even more curious as to what goes on inside. They get on their computers and start googling everything they can on the mental hospital. They find the usual stuff regarding its history: it was built in 1893 and was originally the town hospital for about 50 years before it was replaced by a more modern hospital in the town over. It was abandoned and empty for 10 years before the state decided to reopen it as a mental institution. What they couldn’t figure out however, was why a mental institution would be so heavily guarded. It is getting late, they decide to call it a night and meet in the town library after school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene 5-library&lt;br /&gt;They meet at the library so that they could check out the public records and newspaper clippings. They found some strange information, for some reason after it was reopened as a mental hospital, its source of funding on record was extremely ambiguous. They look more and they see that it is federally funded which is very strange for a state mental hospital. At this point they are extremely confused and even more motivated to find out what is really going on inside. Jeff now wants to see what’s going on inside. He remembers that there were cameras installed everywhere and was wondering if he could access them remotely. First Jeff attempts to just go to the site and try logging in. He is extremely unsuccessful and after one too many failed attempts he is logged out of his own computer, they get scared and call it day for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene 6- home&lt;br /&gt;By the time Jeff arrives at home there are two men in suits waiting in the living room. They are from the DHS and have noticed that Jeff has been snooping around the hospital and been in the library looking for information on the hospital. Jeff is ordered to stop at once because it is a matter of national security. After the agents leave, Jeff calls his friend and he too has had a similar experience. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene 7-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-5836626570755562153?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/5836626570755562153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-outline.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/5836626570755562153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/5836626570755562153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-outline.html' title='my outline'/><author><name>Will Lynch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226287761150824908</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-6648990946278152415</id><published>2010-05-06T15:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T15:22:36.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Screenplay Thing - Donnie Green</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://webpages.scu.edu/ftp/DGreen/littlebrothersite/screenplayoutline.html"&gt;My Screenplay&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-6648990946278152415?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/6648990946278152415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/screenplay-thing-donnie-green.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/6648990946278152415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/6648990946278152415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/screenplay-thing-donnie-green.html' title='Screenplay Thing - Donnie Green'/><author><name>Donnie Green</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679992274353100654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-3104530679550955376</id><published>2010-05-06T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T15:25:45.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Josh's Screenplay (2 pages)</title><content type='html'>"Second Strike"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Act I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene 1 - MID-DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Marcus is on the podium at the San Francisco City Hall waiting to receive the key to the city from the Mayor and a day named after him in California because of his heroic efforts in bringing down the terrorists and rogue DHS agents. There are crowds of cheering people in front of him.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Rewind to beginning of scene. Fade out. Screen goes black, roll introductory credits)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(*Explosion*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VOICE OVER/INTERCOM (can hear people screaming): “REPORT TO SHELTERS IMMEDIATELY! I REPEAT, REPORT TO SHELTERS IMMEDIATELY!” (x3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Video will come up and the shot will move in and out of focus until it becomes clear. We are seeing what is happening through Marcus’s eyes. Marcus was thrown down on the ground as the bombing of the Bay Bridge sent a shock throughout San Francisco.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(People running around frantically to get underground, screaming still,)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(A Hummer screeches to a hault in front of Marcus. Two muscular looking men and a woman walk out and toward Marcus.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVERE HAIR LADY: Boys, pick him up and put him in the Hum-V we need to take him back to headquarters for questioning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AGENTS 1 &amp; 2: Yes ma’am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Marcus is put into the truck and is knocked unconscious by one of the agents, screen fades in and out of focus and eventually to black.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(In an interrogation room at DHS headquarters. Marcus regains consciousness, he is sitting on a chair in front of a table, there is a lady sitting in front of him with a pen and notepad in front of her.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVERE HAIRCUT LADY: “Hello Marcus, I have some questions for you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARCUS: “Am I under arrest?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVERE HAIRCUT LADY: “Marcus, this isn’t the time to ask that question. Cooperate with me and I’ll let you go. No one here has to get hurt.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Screen fades in and out of focus. Fades to black. The Hum-V is starting up, and it drives off, a door opens and it sounds like a body is thrown out in front of his house. Video returns.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARCUS: “How did I get here? What just happened?” (Marcus looks drowsy, battered up.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Marcus walks up to his house and turns the knob to the front door.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(End scene. Fade to black.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene 2 - (LATE AFTERNOON)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Screen is black. Can hear people panting in and out, sounds like they are running).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TERRORIST 1: Did you see where Osama went after you detonated the explosive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TERRORIST 2: No, that bridge was collapsing so fast, he was running in a completely different direction than us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TERRORIST 1: Why didn’t you say anything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TERRORIST 2: It was either run after him and die, or run away and live. I’m not in any rush to get my 99 virgins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TERRORIST 1: You idiot! The Americans probably arrested him by now! Once we tell the others about this they will be infuriated! We need to find out a way to get him back before they hang Osama like they did to Saddam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(They arrive to terrorist headquarters in a deserted lair underground near the Golden Gate Bridge. They tell the rest of the terrorists the unfortunate news.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TERRORIST 3:  We are so unbelievably screwed. When Al-Quida hears about this we’ll all be did. We got into the U.S. with him. If we leave without him we might as well kill ourselves now. Al Quida trusted us with his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TERRORIST 1: (Reading the headlines of the San Francisco Chronicle online) It says here that the DHS arrested Osama. DAMN IT! Wait….A boy was brought in earlier this morning…Marcus Yallow? The contents of his meeting and arrest by the DHS were not specified but it says here that it was released. Let’s find this kid. He will be able to help us infiltrate their headquarters and get Osama back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-3104530679550955376?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/3104530679550955376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/joshs-screenplay-2-pages.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/3104530679550955376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/3104530679550955376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/joshs-screenplay-2-pages.html' title='Josh&apos;s Screenplay (2 pages)'/><author><name>Josh Ronen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13804170394537115233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sJbr0H7CKoU/SqsaVhb4Y5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/OYqTGLkbB1I/S220/Tahoe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-245888440395162416</id><published>2010-05-06T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T14:28:01.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Josh Ronen's Scene-by-Scene Outline</title><content type='html'>This outline is still a little rough around the edges. I'm used the techniques displayed in "Vantage Point" but am sizing them down A LOT to incorporate multiple perspectives into the film. I will work out the kinks in my screenplay and it'll sound much clearer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Second Strike"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Act 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene 1 (Set-Up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setting: Downtown San Francisco &amp; DHS Headquarters, Gitmo-by-the-bay, San Francisco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main Idea:  Severe Haircut Lady is interrogating Marcus following the riot in downtown San Francisco after the city-wide announcement of the attack on the Bay Bridge was made. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The film will begin with some credits at the beginning. (Insert sound effects here.) There will be a voice over that sounds like a person speaking over a loudspeaker: “REPORT TO SHELTERS IMMEDIATELY, I REPEAT, REPORT TO SHELTERS IMMEDIATELY.” (Repeat x3) Video will come up and the shot will move in and out of focus until it completely becomes clear. (The shock of the bombing was felt like an earthquake all throughout the city, Marcus was thrown on the ground by the explosions.) Marcus’s eyes give the viewers the first camera shot. There are people running in every which way frantically to get below ground. After 10 seconds or so of video, the screen goes black (hear voices…DHS agents picking up Marcus with Severe Haircut Lady, Hummer is starting up and drives away). Video slowly fades in and out of focus until Marcus regains full consciousness in an interrogation room.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Severe Haircut Lady: “Hello Marcus, I have some questions for you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the DHS agents knocks Marcus unconscious (screen fades to black, viewers hear the Hummer starting up and driving away, a door opens). Marcus is thrown out onto the road in front of his house). He slowly gets to his feet and walks in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(End scene. Fade to black.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene 2 (Set-up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setting: DHS vehicle, Terrorist Headquarters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main Idea: Osama Bin Laden turns out to be the leader of the terrorist operation to blow up the Bay Bridge. He survives the blast and tries to escape but DHS arrive on the scene and arrest him. He doesn’t know if any one of his associates are still alive but is satisfied with the success of the mission. &lt;br /&gt; There is a bag over Osama’s head and his hands are tied behind his back. The DHS agents are taking him back to headquarters for questioning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agent 1: “We’re not letting you get away with it this time, you terrorist freak!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Osama: “You pathetic Americans, if you think I will tell you anything your national security is not the only thing that’s a joke.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Cut to nearby terrorist headquarters on in an underground lair near the Golden Gate Bridge).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The terrorists are running, sweating, and panting. Their headquarters are in sight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terrorist 1: Where’s Osama? (Looks behind him.) I thought he was with you! The Americans must have taken him! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Back at their headquarters)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terrorist 2: (Gazing at a computer screen) Looks like the DHS arrested another boy today. Marcus Yallow. These stupid Americans think that the kids are the terrorists. We have done our job. Let’s nab him and see if he can help us can Osama back. He won’t have a choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(End scene. End Act 1. Fade to Black.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Act 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene 3 (Inciting Incident)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setting: Terrorist Headquarters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main Idea: The terrorists arrive at Marcus’s house, break into his house quietly while he is sleeping and kidnap him, thrown them in their truck and drive off. Marcus wakes up on a tattered bean bag chair against a wall at the terrorist headquarters. Very raggedy surroundings. He sees a laptop and television but that’s it. The terrorists force him to use the Xnet to infiltrate the DHS database and find the blueprints for Gitmo-by-the-bay so they can plan a rescue mission. Marcus finds them and the terrorists plan their mission to rescue Osama from the grasps of the DHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene 4 (Rising Action)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Marcus infiltrates the White House cyber-net infrastructure through the Xnet, finding the blueprints that he would need to give the terrorists. The terrorists told him that his family would be used as collateral if he did not get the job done.&lt;br /&gt;2. The following day, the DHS headquarters in San Francisco get a call from the White House that someone had infiltrated their heavily secure cyber-net infrastructure of the White House and stole blueprints to the Gitmo-by-the-Bay.&lt;br /&gt;3. Severe Haircut Lady and her agents try waterboarding Osama to get information out of him but he will not budge. They can’t kill him because they will lose their leverage on the terrorists.&lt;br /&gt;4. Osama is thrown back into his cell as the DHS agents and Severe Haircut Lady find out the next plan of action. Osama tells them that his comrades will be coming for him.&lt;br /&gt;5. Marcus is forced into an empty room after he is done with his job for the terrorists. The terrorists proceed to talk about how they will infiltrate the DHS headquarters, pointing out where Osama is being held. They decide the rescue mission will under the cover of night the next evening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene 5 (Climax)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setting: Empty Room where Marcus is being held, Gitmo-by-the-bay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main Idea: Marcus reaches into his pocket only to find his cell phone in pieces. He proceeds to put it back together. The battery pack was still intact; an hour later he turns it on and to his surprise, it works. He calls Barbara Stratford, the news lady that his parents introduced him to. This lady knew that something was obviously wrong with the way the DHS was handling things following the attack on the Bay Bridge. After overhearing the terrorists’ conversation he gives Stratford directions to the DHS headquarters and tells her to bring some heavy artillery with her evening of the next day. The terrorists drive to about a mile out for the DHS headquarters. Each of them grabs some weapons and ammunition before leaving the truck and starts off. The terrorists lock Marcus in the truck so he can’t leave. Marcus texts Stratford telling her to move in on the terrorists and DHS agents once they start exchanging fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(End Act 2. Fade out to black).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Act 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene 6 (Falling Action)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setting: DHS Headquarters, SF,CA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main Idea: The terrorists break into the DHS Headquarters without being seen. They begin looking for Osama and can’t find him. They remember seeing the blueprints, picturing Osama being held in a cell behind a steel gate 1 foot thick. They needed a code for it that only Severe Haircut Lady had. They find the cell, then proceed to find DHS agents and Severe Haircut Lady. DHS agents and terrorists exchange fire. Stratford moves in with CHP State Troopers. Marcus is able to break the lock that the terrorists tied him to and run to safety. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene 7 (Resolution)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setting: DHS Headquarters, SF, CA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main Idea:  Stratford ended up bringing  State Troopers and Swat Teams with her, enough to keep both sides from shooting anymore when they arrived. After the shooting had stopped and the rogue DHS Agents, including Severe Haircut Lady, and the terrorists and Osama were put under arrest and tried under old criminal justice system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcus gets a day named after him in San Francisco and gains worldwide recognition for his heroic efforts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-245888440395162416?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/245888440395162416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/josh-ronens-scene-by-scene.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/245888440395162416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/245888440395162416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/josh-ronens-scene-by-scene.html' title='Josh Ronen&apos;s Scene-by-Scene Outline'/><author><name>Josh Ronen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13804170394537115233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sJbr0H7CKoU/SqsaVhb4Y5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/OYqTGLkbB1I/S220/Tahoe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-4868431236155248504</id><published>2010-05-06T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T13:54:03.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Screen Play: Mirella Villalpando</title><content type='html'>VOICE OVER: NARRATOR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a galaxy far far away there awaits a villain for his plan of world domination to unravel… Born with an essence of pure evil and an unquenchable desire for power , Mr. Roboto has for centuries tried to take control of the human population on Earth. For many centuries, the heroes on Earth have protected humans against the evil doings of Mr. Roboto, using their super powers to destroy his schemes of world domination. However, the time of super heroes on Earth has long passed and their descendents are far and few.  Now, while the ultimate plan of Mr. Roboto gets deeply underway, an unlikely hero is unfolding beneath him here on planet Earth…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT: RICO’S LIVING ROOM- MIDDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rico’s family sits in the living room watching a TV show when a commercial airs:&lt;br /&gt;TV: ANNOUNCER:&lt;br /&gt;Wheel of Fortune viewers, this is just a reminder letting you know that on May 15th we will no longer be broadcasting on IUS satellites. This means that in order to keep watching your favorite shows you will need to change your satellite reciever to the new more efficient MRE satellites available free through www.MRE.gov or by calling your cable provider. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RICO’S MOM: I don’t know why they insist on showing these commericals every second of every day.&lt;br /&gt;RICO’S DAD: It’s so people like us can remember to switch to the new satellite so we don’t have to sit here 2 weeks from now watching TV static. &lt;br /&gt;RICO’S MOM:  I don’t know why we need to change to those darn things anyway, it just seems pointless.&lt;br /&gt;RICO: Well from what they say its supposed to deliver much better quality.&lt;br /&gt;RICO’s MOM: quality shmality, I think its just a way for some evil villain to control our minds.&lt;br /&gt;RICO’S DAD: everyone’s a critic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXT: RICO’S BASEMENT- AFTERNOON&lt;br /&gt;Rico and friends are sitting around with the TV on, when a TV announcement comes on:&lt;br /&gt;ANNOUNCER: This is just a reminder that on May 15th we will no longer be broadcasting on IUS satellites if you would like to continue watching your favorite programs you will need to change your satellite to one operated by MRE available free through www.MRE.gov or by calling your cable provider.&lt;br /&gt;MERVIN: That commericial is going to drive everyone to stop watching TV so there won’t be a need to change your satellite. &lt;br /&gt;RICO: That’s what my mom was saying earlier. She’s convinced that some evil villain is working through the new satellites to control our minds.&lt;br /&gt;MERVIN: Ha! Your mom has a point…maybe not about the evil villain part, unless does the government count as an evil villain?&lt;br /&gt;GARY: My vote would be for yes&lt;br /&gt;LISA: You guys are ridiculous…TV stations are only doing this to get better reception…whoever invented MRE satellites just created something better. Why wouldn’t you want to get better signal.&lt;br /&gt;MERVIN: Yea but did you know that its not just cable TV? Those satellites are replacing all radio, cellphone and anything else that runs on satelllites apparatuses. &lt;br /&gt;GARY: Yea…all that control for one company just doesn’t seem like such a good idea. &lt;br /&gt;RICO: Well the way I see it is we’re only teenagers and we can’t use most anything without the need of a satellite. So I say, if MRE wants to control my satellite that’s fine as long as I can use my TV and cellphone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-4868431236155248504?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/4868431236155248504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/screen-play-mirella-villalpando.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/4868431236155248504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/4868431236155248504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/screen-play-mirella-villalpando.html' title='Screen Play: Mirella Villalpando'/><author><name>Mirella Villalpando</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10977989987575748458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-5140774867433355324</id><published>2010-05-06T13:52:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T13:53:40.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scene-by-Scene ccutting</title><content type='html'>Scene-by-scene outline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. News station—Evening &lt;br /&gt; View is on a news caster, close up on face. He begins story of Marcus and friends. Into to the scenario. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXT. Cesar Chavez High School—Day time&lt;br /&gt; News caster voice over, continuing story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. News station—Evening &lt;br /&gt; View is on a news caster, waste up, continuing story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXT. Outside—Daytime &lt;br /&gt; Interview with Darrel,  two shot from behind reporters shoulder, discus how it began. Somber mood, set in shade under a tree. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. News station—Evening &lt;br /&gt; Side angle on news caster, transition to teacher/ administration side. Discussing ramification on the school and how they reacted.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXT. Cesar Chavez High School —Daytime &lt;br /&gt; News caster reporting outside of the school, discussing actions of the school, how the administration sent notification to colleges and response from them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXT. Outside—Daytime&lt;br /&gt; Single shot of Van, she explains how they were only trying to make a point. Shot moves to a two shot interview, interviewer asks what she will do next. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXT. Outside—Daytime  &lt;br /&gt; Overview of the four students talking about what happened and how it got started. They discuss why they did it and how no one will listen and they are stuck with a bad teacher. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. News station—Evening &lt;br /&gt; News caster wraps up the story and signs out for the night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White Writing comes up, one section at a time telling what happen to the students and Mrs. Anderson &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The student from Cesar Chavez High School did alright for themselves... even after not going to college&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcus became a world renowned hacker and works for the US government improving national security. His job involves trying to hack US security to improve future security.  His yearly income is roughly 5 million.&lt;br /&gt;Darrell found his dream job as a stunt double for a famous action movie star. He is in about three movies a year and works under one hundred days a year. He is married and has two sons and a daughter whom he spends his time with the other 265 days a year.&lt;br /&gt;Jolu spends his time fighting for minority rights. His wife is serving her second term as a US senator. The two spend part of the year in Washington DC and the rest working in an orphanage in Honduras. &lt;br /&gt;Van runs a soup kitchen in Oakland near where she grew up. She works mostly the teenagers and help them find purpose in there life’s.  &lt;br /&gt;Van and Marcus began dating during high school and married a few years later. They have a daughter and Van is currently pregnant with their second child. &lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Anderson is retired from the public school system and living off her pension. She lives alone with her three cats. She has not family, no friends, and her pension is running low. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. Vans soup kitchen—Day time &lt;br /&gt; Long shot of people in line to get food&lt;br /&gt; Zoom in of Van serving food&lt;br /&gt; Follow behind the shoulder of an old woman, walking though line until she reached to front where Van is serving food&lt;br /&gt; Two shot of Van and the Woman, Van’s jaw drops when she releases it is Mrs. Anderson but serves her food anyways&lt;br /&gt; When line moves Van talks over to Marcus and points out Mrs. Anderson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End Movie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-5140774867433355324?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/5140774867433355324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/scene-by-scene-ccutting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/5140774867433355324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/5140774867433355324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/scene-by-scene-ccutting.html' title='Scene-by-Scene ccutting'/><author><name>ccutting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11624138488447285169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-2095517280363038537</id><published>2010-05-06T13:52:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T13:53:54.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Breaking Out by Andrew Agcaoili</title><content type='html'>BREAKING OUT by Andrew Agcaoili&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Act One&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Oakland, California.  A girl walks slowly and hesitantly into a clearing under a bridge near the Oakland BART station.  She hears something move behind her and quickly looks over her shoulder.  Her eyes are cold as ice. The camera zooms into them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camera zooms out and the girl’s eyes are soft and scared.  The girl is now dressed up in a girl’s school uniform.  The camera switches behind her and she is shown looking up at an explosion.  She looks behind her and her friend Darryl is on the floor, bleeding.  “VAN! HELP!” screams Marcus as he is being dragged into a van.  As she runs to help, a huge guard comes up behind her and knocks her out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that day, the screen starts out black, but questions are being asked.  She is being interrogated. A question is asked, but it’s muffled, then a strike is heard.  The question asked again, but it’s muffled again.  The bag is taken off Van’s head and she is immediately disoriented.  She takes another slap to the face. “WHAT WERE YOU DOING NEAR THE BRIDGE?! TELL ME NOW OR YOU’LL GET ANOTHER!” Van looks up and sees a woman with a severe haircut.  Van starts to cry and sobs, “I didn’t do anything! P-p-please let me go.”  Sever haircut lady looks frustrated and say to the other guards, “This one’s not talking.  Teach her a lesson, and then throw her back in her cage.  You’ll talk eventually, mark my FUCKING word, you’ll talk.  The camera turns away and 3 more strikes are heard and Van is thrown in back into her cell, lying in the feeble position crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voice over by Van “I used to be weak. I cried. But I didn’t get the worst of it.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcus and Van are seen meeting in the yard of their prison. Marcus has a scar ove his eyes and is holding his stomach in pain.  “Van, just tell them everything, tell them the truth, just tell them what they want you to say, Please!”  Marcus and Van are torn apart and another interrogation ensues.  “What did he tell you?” the large guard asks.  “He told me to tell you the truth, to tell you what you want to hear.”  “What do you have to tell me then?” he asks.  “I didn’t do ANYTHING!”  As the guard’s fist moves closer to her face, the phone rings.  He answers and in forms her that she’s free to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Act Two&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In front of the Turkish Coffee Shop.  Van and Marcus are sitting in silence.  “I can’t take it!  That’s the government that protects us! I AM Going to get back at them!” Marcus says.  “You can’t!  They’re the government, there always watching us! And they said they’d be keeping an eye on us.” Van squeaks.  “I DON’T CARE!” he retorts.  “Your putting your life and the lives of others in danger!  Don’t you care!? Please, don’t!” Van starts to cry.  “They have Darryl! Don’t you get it? He’s my best friend and they have him!  Why don’t you care more!? He basically worshiped the ground you walked on, and you never noticed you bitch!”  Van slaps Marcus in the face.  He storms off furiously.  Softly to herself, Van says, “I know they have Darryl…but I don’t want to lose you too…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that night, Van is crying in her bed, hugging her pillow. Van voices over, “I…am weak…I’m not strong enough to help anyone. All I do is think about myself!  And even now, I can’t even tell him how I feel…” Van closes her eyes to sob.   A smiling image of Darryl is shown and cracks.  As the image cracks, Van opens her eyes.  With tears still in her eyes, they transform from weak and scared to angry and ferocious.  “NO! I refuse to accept that he’s gone!  If I can’t be strong for myself, then I’ll be strong to support my friends!  I don’t care what happens to me!”  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days later, Van has come back from a day of jamming.  As she approaches her house, she pockets the jammer and notices a note on her doorstep. The note says, “Hey, I know you’ve been helping us out with jamming, I haven’t told him about it.  You guys should make up at this party we’re hosting. –Your pal, Jolu.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Act Three&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Van pulls up to an abandoned warehouse at night.  In the distance, she can hear Marcus speaking and others cheering.  She quietly lets herself in. Marcus in at the end of his speech doesn’t notice her.  The crowd goes wild and just as Marcus looks to the back, Van is lost in it.  Needing some air, she steps outside and realizes she forgot her Jammer in the car. “When he sees this, he’ll know I have his back…he’ll know that he can count on me…he’ll know that we’re in this together.”  When she returns, Jolu is sitting where Marcus made his speech.  “Hey Jolu, where’d Marcus go?” she asks.  Drunkenly, Jolu answers, “I thought he was with you, he disappeared with some…uh…guurrrl.”  Van’s eyes go from excited to furious.  She storms out, gets in her car, slams the door, and peels out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days later, Van is in the city and sees a concert in the park.  Curious, she walks over.  The crowd chants, “DON’T TRUST ANYONE OVER 25!” over and over again.  Van looks to the left and sees Marcus behind some trees.  Van starts to run toward him, but then a girl comes up to him and they start to make out.  Devastated, Van stops. Everything slows down.  Van voices over, “And I was weak again.  I lost what mattered…”  As she says this, gas surrounds her and a cop comes up behind her.  Her eyes in fury, she turns around and kicks the cop in the head and bolts.  As she runs, she voices over, “If I can’t be strong for my friends anymore, then I’ll be strong for myself.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In full vampire attire, Van is being chased down an alley.  The two police men chasing her are actually chasing Marcus and Ange.  Van takes down the two cops and turns the corner in time to see Marcus thrown into a truck.  “Damnit, why can’t I help anyone…Im not strong enough”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The starting scene is shown again, this time her face is shown when walking into the clearing.  Her eyes are soft and worried.  She thought Marcus would be dead, but here she is, ready to meet him.  Van worries about what to say when she hears a sound behind her.  She looks over her shoulder, eyes hard as steel.  She turns round in time to kick severe haircut lady.  Caught by surprise, severe haircut lady runs away after taking a beating, just as Marcus arrives. Seeing Marcus, she begins to think about how much of a jerk he’s been.  She thinks about her broken heart.  With her eyes still hard as steel, she raises her hand, he flinches, and she goes in for a kiss. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fade to Black&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“oops….um…sorry”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-2095517280363038537?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/2095517280363038537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/breaking-out-by-andrew-agcaoili.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/2095517280363038537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/2095517280363038537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/breaking-out-by-andrew-agcaoili.html' title='Breaking Out by Andrew Agcaoili'/><author><name>AndrewAgcaoili13</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014178590187703192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-627987828125569293</id><published>2010-05-06T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T13:53:24.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scene-by-Scene outline : Mirella Villalpando</title><content type='html'>NARRATOR:&lt;br /&gt;A narrator reads an introduction to the conflict: a villain by the name of Mr. Roboto is aiming to take over the world. An unnamed hero is briefly insinuated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. RICO’S LIVINGROOM- MIDDAY&lt;br /&gt;Rico and his family sit watching a television program when an announcement comes on reminding viewers that they will need to change their satellite receivers. Rico and his family comment on the announcement briefly but remained unconcerned for the most part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. RICO’S BASEMENT-MIDDAY&lt;br /&gt;Rico and his friends are hanging out watching TV when the same announcement comes up about a change in satellite receivers. Rico’s friend Mervin comments how he hates hearing the repeating announcement and Rico and his friends begin a casual conversation on the topic of the new satellite receivers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FLASHFOWARD: MAY 16TH: &lt;br /&gt;Satellite receivers have all been switched to function only with MRE satellites. This affects all TVs, radios, cell phones, lap tops, and anything else that receives signal through satellite. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. MR. ROBOTO’S LAIR ON PLANET NOM-AFTERNOON&lt;br /&gt;It is revealed that Mr. Roboto is behind the new satellites on Earth and that they will brainwash all technology users to be under his control. Mr. Roboto discusses with his aid that his plan is unraveling exactly as planned and it appears there is no one to stop him. Mr. Roboto’s aid brings to his attention that a super hero’s descendent has been located and that he should be monitored. Mr. Roboto pays little heed to the warning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXT. CITY PARK-MIDDAY&lt;br /&gt;While Rico is walking through a park he mumbles under his breath about poor reception ever since the change in satellites. A mysterious beggar/preacher man yells at Rico that he is the descendant of a super hero that will save the world from the evil forces of a technology superpower. Rico walks away skeptical and confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. RICO’S ROOM-EVENING&lt;br /&gt;After giving some thought to the beggar/ preachers declaration Rico takes his mind of it by playing a video game. When he becomes frustrated he thinks to himself he wishes the game would just pass itself. After thinking this, the game announces that he has just won the game. Confused, Rico switches to watching TV. After watching TV for a while, a commercial he hates comes up and he thinks to himself that he wishes the show would come on again. In mid sentence, the commercial changes back to the show. Rico becomes aware of the similarities between the two experiences and decides to try it again. He thinks to himself that he wants the TV to change to a different channel. Not a second after thinking this does the TV change. Rico tries his new ability with all forms of technology and realizes he has the power to control technology. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. MR. ROBOTO’S LAIR ONPLANET NOM: MIDDAY&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Roboto’s assistant brings to his attention that the super hero descendent has realized his abilities and is gaining strength. Mr. Roboto declares that he will not let his plan be foiled and will take action by killing Rico himself on planet Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VOICE OVER: NARRATOR;&lt;br /&gt;The narrator takes the viewers on a tour of the city and shows that everything has become overrun with advanced technology operated by MRE. Citizens using technology are seen as zombie like figures.  The narrator again brings the viewer’s attention to Rico who has become aware that the technology has become widespread and somewhat controlling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT: VARIOUS LOCATIONS:&lt;br /&gt;Rico is shown observing technology that has become controlling.&lt;br /&gt;EXT. CITY PARK: MIDDAY&lt;br /&gt;Rico revisits the park where the beggar/ preacher told him he was the descendant of a super hero. When he finds him, he lets him know that he was correct and that he has the power to control technology. The beggar/ preacher takes Rico into a tent that he lives in and explains to him that he is the great great grandson of a superhero. He informs Rico that the technology used by everyone is controlled by Mr. Roboto and he is using it to control people’s minds. He warns Rico that Mr. Roboto is coming for him and that it is inevitable that he faces him. He tells Rico he does not have much time and that he must try to get people to move away from technology. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT: RICO’S LIVING ROOM-EVENING &lt;br /&gt;During dinner Rico observes all the advanced technology that his family is using on a regular basis. He comments on the use of such advanced technology and asks his mom why she has decided to use the technology when she was against it. His mother says it makes things easier. Rico urges them all to stop using the technology controlled my MRE because it is operated by an evil villain. His mother and dad scoff at the idea saying that he is talking crazy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXT. PLANET EARTH: CITY PARK – AFTERNOON&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Roboto arrives on Earth and searches for the beggar/ preacher giving the information to Rico.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-627987828125569293?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/627987828125569293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/scene-by-scene-outline-mirella.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/627987828125569293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/627987828125569293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/scene-by-scene-outline-mirella.html' title='Scene-by-Scene outline : Mirella Villalpando'/><author><name>Mirella Villalpando</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10977989987575748458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-3814354964986822970</id><published>2010-05-06T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T13:26:27.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Machinima Outline and Script-Bonnie Given</title><content type='html'>Here is my &lt;a href="http://webpages.scu.edu/ftp/BGiven/"&gt;webpage&lt;/a&gt;, with a link to my machinima outline and script at the bottom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-3814354964986822970?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/3814354964986822970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/machinima-outline-and-script-bonnie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/3814354964986822970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/3814354964986822970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/machinima-outline-and-script-bonnie.html' title='Machinima Outline and Script-Bonnie Given'/><author><name>BonnieGiven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07067882715596604648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-7962861068722151317</id><published>2010-05-06T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T13:15:39.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Script Stuff</title><content type='html'>EXT. – TREASURE ISLAND PRISON&lt;br /&gt;(V.O. Narrator): Marcus Yallow has just dismantled the oppressive, invasive governmental control of the Department of Homeland Security. He is now determined to find his best friend Daryll and his girlfriend Angie, who have been locked in high security prison together. &lt;br /&gt;Camera is from a helicopter view, circling island and zooming in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT. – HALLWAY INSIDE TREASURE ISLAND&lt;br /&gt;Marcus is walking down a dark, stone hallway. He looks determined to find his friend and girlfriend. He’s focused and excited at the same time. Walking with purpose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Camera Angle: Behind Marcus&lt;br /&gt;Second Camera Angle: Close up on security camera, blinking with red light&lt;br /&gt;Third Camera Angle: Camera panning the hallway, following Marcus’ progress&lt;br /&gt;Fourth Camera Angle: Marcus walking towards camera&lt;br /&gt;Fifth Camera Angle: Close up on Marcus’ determined, focused face. &lt;br /&gt;(V.O. in Marcus’ Voice): I can’t wait to find them. It’s been so long, I hope they’re both okay. Maybe they are being held together and have helped to keep each other alive and sane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT: HIGH SECURITY PRISON CELL&lt;br /&gt;Inside the cell, there is nobody or nothing except Daryll and Angie and stone walls. They are positioned on the floor, intertwined passionately making love with one another. Enter Marcus. They both look up and see Marcus standing in the doorway with a horrified look on his face. &lt;br /&gt;(V.O. Narrator): Little Did Marcus know that Angie and Daryll were doing more than just keeping each other alive and sane… His entire world was about to change.&lt;br /&gt;First Camera Angle: Behind Marcus as he opens the door&lt;br /&gt;Second Camera Angle: Close up of Marcus’ hand turning the door knob.&lt;br /&gt;Third Camera Angle: View of Marcus and the door as Marcus enters from behind Daryll and Angie as they stop moving&lt;br /&gt;Fourth Camera Angle: Marcus’ view of Daryll and Angie on the floor, caught in the act.&lt;br /&gt;Angie: Marcus!!! I can explain!!!&lt;br /&gt;Marcus (in shock): I just risked my life to save the both of you! How could you do this to me, especially you Daryll.&lt;br /&gt;Daryll: What are you talking about? You know her??&lt;br /&gt;Marcus: THAT’S MY GIRLFRIEND. Correction, that was my girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;Marcus storms out of the room, entirely shattered.&lt;br /&gt;Daryll: Angie, you knew this whole time that Marcus was my best friend and you didn’t tell me any of this?&lt;br /&gt;Angie: I didn’t think he’d find out… I thought we were going to die… I thought this was the end.&lt;br /&gt;Daryll: That doesn’t make it right. You are despicable. You make me sick.&lt;br /&gt;Daryll storms out, running after Marcus to try and explain…&lt;br /&gt;Scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INT: STONE HALLWAY, TREASURE ISLAND&lt;br /&gt;First Camera Angle: Close up on Marcus’ face, Daryll running behind him trying to catch up.&lt;br /&gt;Daryll: MARCUS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Second Camera Angle: Side shot of Marcus and Daryll standing, facing off.&lt;br /&gt;Third Camera Angle: Close up on Daryll’s face&lt;br /&gt;Daryll: Marcus, I swear I didn’t know who she was, if I did I would have never done this to you.&lt;br /&gt;Fourth Camera Angle: Close up on Marcus’ face&lt;br /&gt;Marcus: I can’t talk to anyone right now, I need some time to think. Too much is happening. I’m glad you’re alive though.&lt;br /&gt;Exit Marcus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene 1: Marcus walking down a stone hallway inside a jail cell looking for his best friend Daryll and his girlfriend Ange after he just dismantled the Department of Homeland Security. A voice over is discussing betrayal of trust pertaining to friends and women. A security camera follows his progress down the hall. Close up on the camera, then a panning shot of the hallway and Marcus walking down it. Close up on Marcus’ face... focused... determined to find his friends.&lt;br /&gt;Scene 2: Marcus enters into a high security prison jail cell... to a sight that will change his world. He walks in on Ange and Daryll passionately intertwined. Marcus is horrified. His whole world has been shattered. His best friend and his girlfriend together... Ange calls out to him to wait as he runs away.  &lt;br /&gt;Scene 3: Sitting alone on his bed... Marcus is wearing all black. He's a dark and disturbed young man... sorta like Spider Man 3 when he starts a black Spiderman suit. He's lost all faith in humanity. He has lost touch with himself and the world, he’s become an “emo” and he is just moping around. Suddenly, his cell phone beeps. Nobody talks to Marcus anymore, he had cut off all ties with humanity.&lt;br /&gt;Cell Phone Screen : VAN: Hey... I Need To Talk To You. Can You Meet Me At Our Spot? &lt;br /&gt;Scene 4: Van and Marcus' meet at a park bench... It’s a nice day, people playing Frisbee around them with their dogs, kids getting ice cream at an ice cream truck. Marcus seems very awkward and doesn’t really know what to do with himself during this scene as Van tries to talk him out of his current state. Marcus gradually warms up to Van and starts to talk about his feelings. This is the first time he’s talked about Angie and Daryll since he walked in on them, and the first person he’s told. Marcus is an emotional wreck and Van talks him through his issues. This scene will conclude with them smiling at each other because they've made amends. &lt;br /&gt;Scene 5: A video montage of Marcus and Van spending time together. Shot of them sitting in a coffee shop talking over some coffee. Cut to another scene of the two of them watching a scary movie together and Marcus puts his arm around her as she cowers and holds him. Cut to another shot of them riding through the park, racing on their bicycles. One last shot of Marcus and Van lying on Marcus’ bed, making out passionately as clothes come flying off.&lt;br /&gt;Scene 6: several years later Marcus is happy again. Voice over explains that he and Van have been dating for several years and are finally tying the knot.. Camera follows them coming out of the church in their wedding outfits all the way to the car, with the “Just Married” sign on the back. They drive off in a red convertible on the way to paradise and the rest of their lives. As they pass through an intersection, Daryll and Angie are standing together and see them drive by. Camera focuses in on the shocked expressions on their faces. Both of them step out into the street and are suddenly hit by a speeding car. They both die instantly. Screen goes black. The following words appear : "Karma's a Bitch"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-7962861068722151317?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/7962861068722151317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/script-stuff.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/7962861068722151317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/7962861068722151317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/script-stuff.html' title='Script Stuff'/><author><name>MadAir10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01684065527609889075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-7993937686746549702</id><published>2010-05-06T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T12:34:02.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry this is so late</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://webpages.scu.edu/ftp/adugoni"&gt;http://webpages.scu.edu/ftp/adugoni/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pitch, script, and linear version are on there as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-7993937686746549702?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/7993937686746549702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/sorry-this-is-so-late.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/7993937686746549702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/7993937686746549702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/sorry-this-is-so-late.html' title='sorry this is so late'/><author><name>DirtyDugonz</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-8500009668238813301</id><published>2010-05-04T16:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T16:19:36.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pitch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Background:  I am using the same plot at Little Brother but simply changing Ange's story so that the audience can identify her in a different way other than the obsessive girl in the novel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Since her mother's death when she was 11, Ange has been trying to make a name for herself as a female.  Her mother's dying words of "don't ever let a man tell you that you can't do something just because you're a girl" have stayed with her and she is sick of living with her father who just expects her to stay at home and take care of him in her mother's place.  He doesn't understand her feminist ways and has the stereotypical woman role set out for her.  Ange has found refuge in the Xnet revolution and begins plotting a way to get into a powerful position.  she decides that she will seduce Marcus, realizing that he is the leader of the revolution and also a weak male.  She succeeds in doing this and slowly executes her plan flawlessly and is able to influence Marcus' decisions so much that she basically runs the Xnet.  Her whole plan has managed to also give her a bit more independence from her father, in which case she realizes that his horrible ways aren't because he wants to restrict her but because he really can't take care of himself very well and he deeply cares about her.  After coming to terms with her father, Ange becomes softened and realizes that she really does have feelings for Marcus and is happy they end up together after the revolution dies down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-8500009668238813301?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/8500009668238813301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/pitch_4919.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/8500009668238813301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/8500009668238813301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/pitch_4919.html' title='Pitch'/><author><name>Penny Ame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04766067325389025197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-3046336824922900517</id><published>2010-05-04T15:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T15:09:47.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pitch</title><content type='html'>My pitch: A young boy blames the DHS for his girlfriend’s death in a terrorist attack and tries to seek revenge after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All over the news: highlights of the terrorist attack that just took place.  Injuring 5,000 citizens and killing 1,000.  Derek stands in shock watching the TV with his cellphone attached to his hand.  Voicemail - her phone continues to go to voicemail.  At first he prays that it might just be a coincidence that she’s not answering the phone.  Then the news flashes to the seen of the crime.  The name of the museum sinks in his head; it was where her class went on their field trip that afternoon It is then he realizes he probably will never see or hear from his girlfriend again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My film is about a boy named Derek,who’s girlfriend, Madison, is killed in a terrorist attack. He seeks revenge on the DHS because he blames theme for not stopping the terrorists. He believes they could have stopped the terrorist attack.  He gets involved in the with the DHS volunteering, but secretly hopes to ruin them.  His plan is upset when he ultimately finds out that his dad is an undercover agent for the DHS. He comes to the conclusion that it wasn’t the DHS who killed his girlfriend, but really the terrorists.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-3046336824922900517?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/3046336824922900517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/pitch_04.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/3046336824922900517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/3046336824922900517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/pitch_04.html' title='Pitch'/><author><name>Allison McPartland</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-1124883669060175755</id><published>2010-05-04T14:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T14:11:40.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pitch - Donnie Green</title><content type='html'>http://webpages.scu.edu/ftp/DGreen/littlebrothersite/machinimapitch.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-1124883669060175755?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/1124883669060175755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/pitch-donnie-green.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/1124883669060175755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/1124883669060175755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/pitch-donnie-green.html' title='Pitch - Donnie Green'/><author><name>Donnie Green</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03679992274353100654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-5994208842083540710</id><published>2010-05-04T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T13:40:06.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My story Pitch</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; My story pitch:&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In my film Trudy Doo has been arrested as the “Most Dangerous Woman in America” for corrupting the youth. The film is a “what you didn’t see” look at the role of Trudy Doo in the XNET revolution. The government has been tracking Trudy for a very long time, the special Agent that has arrested her, special agent Eric Law has a complete file on Doo’s involvement in the XNET, Anarchist terrorist Ring in San Francisco, and her time as a government correspondent. He was assigned to assassinate her the day at the concert, and now is regretting his inability to finish his important task. Following the illegal concert, Trudy Doo is arrested on suspicion of political disturbance. Law then claims her as property of the government. He takes her from San Francisco to Washington DC to interrogate her at his federal office.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;As the interrogation begins, I plan to show a flashback of what really happened to Trudy leading up to the concert. She attempts to conceal her darkest secrets, but Law eventually cracks her into admitting she was the real leader of the Xnet leader. Meanwhile Marcus is beginning to find out that he was manipulated by the system he thought he created. Marcus, unable to realize he was used, visits Doo in jail numerous times only to finally figure out that he had absolutely no control over what happened to him. Within the film I plan on relying heavily on flashbacks from all three points of view to make draw on vivid accounts of how events actually happened. For instance from Trudy Doo’s perspective, how the concert happened and how she manipulated Marcus through the XNET. Also from Marcus’s point of view I want to have flashbacks that are a type of “self realization” about how he was never actually in control of the situation, but really was powerless to Trudy Doo. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-5994208842083540710?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/5994208842083540710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-story-pitch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/5994208842083540710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/5994208842083540710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-story-pitch.html' title='My story Pitch'/><author><name>BRebboah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04886131829782213634</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-1669612765967256653</id><published>2010-05-04T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T13:18:42.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Machina Pitch and Worksheets</title><content type='html'>Here is &lt;a href="http://webpages.scu.edu/ftp/BGiven/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;, which has a link to my machinima pitch and worksheets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-1669612765967256653?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/1669612765967256653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/machina-pitch-and-worksheets.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/1669612765967256653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/1669612765967256653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/machina-pitch-and-worksheets.html' title='Machina Pitch and Worksheets'/><author><name>BonnieGiven</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07067882715596604648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-8087968871989298539</id><published>2010-05-04T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T12:54:33.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Machinima Pitch - Marie Galetto</title><content type='html'>The Pitch&lt;br /&gt;One line pitch:&lt;br /&gt;A young man is trapped in prison and blames his best friend for his misfortunes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darryl is seen in his prison cell alone and scared. He yells to see if it is Marcus, but he gets no response. He thinks about his friends Marcus, Jolu, and Van, but mostly about Van. He fantasizes about him breaking free of the cell and taking her with him, but he knows that he is too weak and afraid to even attempt something so daring. Time passes and Darryl looks worse. Thinking about Van is the only thing that keeps him sane. He imagines her back in the real world thinking about him and worrying the way he worries about her. But he can’t help but think that she has probably moved on with her life and forgotten about him. He hopes that Marcus has told someone about what has gone on and that his dad knows he’s alive. Time passes and his cellmate Zeb hears that a group of technologically-savvy teens have started a revolution against the DHS. Darryl knows that Marcus would be a part of this and hopes that he is working to get him out of here. The more time that passes, the less hopeful Darryl becomes. He imagines Van and Marcus together, not thinking about the horrible things that happened to them or the things that are happening to him. He imagines that he will be kept here forever. He begins to resent Marcus for everything that has happened. He dwells on Marcus’ self-centeredness and greed. If Marcus hadn’t been so stupid and self-centered they never would have been landed in this mess. He hates Marcus for allowing him to be tortured this way while Marcus is probably with Van laughing about Darryl’s situation. Meanwhile the questioning has become more intense and Darryl is less and less able to handle the intensity. Finally, he snaps during an interrogation. He screams that he and Marcus were never friends and never will be friends again. He tells them that he never wants to have anything to do with Marcus again. He tells them that if he knew any information about Marcus he would tell them because Marcus deserves to be punished, not him. With all of this built up pain and hatred released, Darryl begins to cry uncontrollably. Back in his cell, Darryl is ashamed for the way his emotions had gotten the better of him in front of the interrogators. But at the same time, that overwhelming hatred for Marcus persists. Darryl realizes that this outburst may be his ticket to freedom. If he can prove that he is trustworthy, he could become a spy and take Marcus down and regain his freedom. Darryl thinks of all the ways he could prove his loyalty and a sense of great relief washes over him. More time passes but nothing has changed. Darryl is still hopeful about his plan. Suddenly he hears loud footsteps of a group of people. He hears shouting and through the noise he hears his name. He recognizes the voice, but knows that it couldn’t possibly be real. A shadow covers the light of the window to his cell. It opens, to reveal Marcus. Darryl realizes Marcus, the one person he despises, the person who put him through all of this pain, is now his savior. He is wracked with an overwhelming desire to kill Marcus, and yet feels the burden of the gratitude that he knows he should feel, Darryl says nothing. The realization that Marcus will always be immeasurably more powerful than Darryl and that Darryl will forever be expected to feel a sense of debt to Marcus is too much for him to handle and he breaks down crying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-8087968871989298539?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/8087968871989298539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/machinima-pitch-marie-galetto.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/8087968871989298539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/8087968871989298539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/machinima-pitch-marie-galetto.html' title='Machinima Pitch - Marie Galetto'/><author><name>Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04998228116801277916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-2570826901432163397</id><published>2010-05-04T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T13:36:17.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Breaking Out-Andrew Agcaoili pitch</title><content type='html'>A girl stands alone under the Oakland BART Station, looking over her shoulder.  She knows she’s in danger.  A flash back ensues.  She remembers how afraid she was for her friends when the terrorist attack happened.  She looks back on her time being incarcerated, being abused, being tortured.  She thinks about how her other friends are doing.  She realizes how she feels about her best friend Marcus, noticing she’s been thinking about him more and more. This girl is then revealed to be Van.  Van talks to herself for a little bit and then remembers Marcus, and all she feels about him. Another flashback ensues to when Marcus and she fought.  She leaves infuriated, but can’t bear to see Marcus get hurt or fail.  It is then revealed that she was more involved in Marcus's counter terrorism than he was lead to believe.  She used data scramblers, messing up fast track units around the city.  Then flashback then moves to the party and the concert.  Here, Van is shown supporting Marcus’s cause from behind the scenes, helping him escape the cops, but also has her heart broken when she sees Angie and Marcus hooking up.  Distraught, Van cries.  The scene switches to her talking to Jolu.  Jolu convinces her to stick to him, because Marcus is fighting for something more important than the two of them.  Here the shot goes back to Van waiting under the BART station. She sees Marcus looks at how tattered his body looks.  Regard less of her respect for him and the state that he is in, tells herself how much she hates him.  It was his fault that her friends and heart have been broken.  As he walks closer the anger builds inside her. Her hand raises; he flinches and she goes in for a kiss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-2570826901432163397?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/2570826901432163397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/breaking-out-andrew-agcaoili-pitch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/2570826901432163397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/2570826901432163397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/breaking-out-andrew-agcaoili-pitch.html' title='Breaking Out-Andrew Agcaoili pitch'/><author><name>AndrewAgcaoili13</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014178590187703192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-7981244010723163502</id><published>2010-05-04T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T11:36:33.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Michael Adair Pitch and Such</title><content type='html'>webpages.scu.edu/ftp/MAdair/spring.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-7981244010723163502?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/7981244010723163502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/michael-adair-pitch-and-such.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/7981244010723163502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/7981244010723163502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/michael-adair-pitch-and-such.html' title='Michael Adair Pitch and Such'/><author><name>MadAir10</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01684065527609889075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-4321914860070195016</id><published>2010-05-04T00:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T01:06:18.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pitch</title><content type='html'>My Machinima Movie Description...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's 10 years after the San Francisco Bay Bridge bombing. The terrorist threat is high. Surveillance of the public is everywhere; especially video surveillance. Facial recognition software has been implemented on a wide scale. The story follows 20 year old UCLA student Liam Fishcer when one day he gets mixed up on a facial recognition software as a terrorist suspect and the Department of Homeland Security/Government begin watching/following him/invading his privacy. Eventually they capture him after he's run/hid from them because he feels like he has something to hide/they uncovered secrets. They interrogate him, stuff happens; but ultimately realize he's not the guy they thought he might be. Liam Fischer begins fighting the new video surveillance systems, gets the news involved, and in the end becomes the hero and a privacy law is passed. There's a bunch more characters too I just don't know how they all will fit into it yet. The plot will be a lot more complex I just haven't worked it all out yet and made it cohesive. Marcus and the characters from &lt;i&gt;Little Brother&lt;/i&gt; will not be in it, and its gonna be more of a spin off of some of the ideas from the book more so than an adaptation of what happens in &lt;i&gt;Little Brother&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-4321914860070195016?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/4321914860070195016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/pitch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/4321914860070195016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/4321914860070195016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/pitch.html' title='Pitch'/><author><name>Briemacdonald</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02553152635372376088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-1183449430278053045</id><published>2010-05-03T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T21:54:13.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Completed Analytical Hypertext With Linear Version &amp; Machinima Story Pitch</title><content type='html'>Click the links to access my &lt;a href="http://webpages.scu.edu/ftp/jronen/BloodlessRevolutionHome.htm"&gt;Analytical Hypertext Home Page&lt;/a&gt; and page which contains my &lt;a href="http://webpages.scu.edu/ftp/jronen/MachinimaStoryPitch.htm"&gt;Machinima Story Pitch&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-1183449430278053045?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/1183449430278053045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/completed-analytical-hypertext-with.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/1183449430278053045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/1183449430278053045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/05/completed-analytical-hypertext-with.html' title='Completed Analytical Hypertext With Linear Version &amp; Machinima Story Pitch'/><author><name>Josh Ronen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13804170394537115233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sJbr0H7CKoU/SqsaVhb4Y5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/OYqTGLkbB1I/S220/Tahoe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-3208181849866263447</id><published>2010-04-30T01:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T01:21:41.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love my script.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My story is a (silent?) western about a small town  that has existed as completely functioning society under complete  anarchy.  As the United States government starts pursuing their goal of  manifest destiny, they stumble upon this little town. It is soon  determined that the town is an excellent place to put up a military  fort.  The villagers are impartial to the new government presence at  first, but after the fort is built they start to feel imposed upon, and  abused.  In order to keep the villagers at bay, the mayor starts having  suspicious villagers watched. This doesn't sit well with them, and they  need to band together to do something about their new neighbours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-3208181849866263447?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/3208181849866263447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-love-my-script.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/3208181849866263447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/3208181849866263447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-love-my-script.html' title=''/><author><name>Alec Molloy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09867521119946554986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-7949536320973337119</id><published>2010-04-29T16:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T17:18:12.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FROM CRAP TO LOVING IT</title><content type='html'>After pitching my topic over and over to my classmates i absolutely love it. I started off with Marcus being captured by terrorists instead of the DHS as my question of concern.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-7949536320973337119?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/7949536320973337119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/04/from-crap-to-loving-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/7949536320973337119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/7949536320973337119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/04/from-crap-to-loving-it.html' title='FROM CRAP TO LOVING IT'/><author><name>Anthony Mejia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056168130251721323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-5384304928592575738</id><published>2010-04-29T16:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T17:09:13.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love my idea.</title><content type='html'>I love my idea for our machinima project. For my screen play I plan to write about a group of teens, inspired by Marcus and his friends, set during the civil rights movement. It will be about how these teens connect with other teens and encourage them to get involved in a better cause. It will play off Little Brother in the relationships of the teens, parents, schools, and news media, but it will be set in the 1960's. The characters will be hippe-esque teens, who before witnessing an act of civil rights injustice, were unmotivated and uninspired. I think my idea has a strong concept and relation to Little Brother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-5384304928592575738?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/5384304928592575738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-love-my-idea.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/5384304928592575738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/5384304928592575738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-love-my-idea.html' title='I love my idea.'/><author><name>Juliana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780361667095738386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-5295525256818498554</id><published>2010-04-29T16:58:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T17:17:44.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Machinima Pitch</title><content type='html'>I came into this class, with a semi-vague idea of my basis around my screenplay. I'm trying to work my way around it try it make it more clear and concise with a beginning middle and end. Right now, after pitching my idea three times to my brilliant classmates, I am working my way in this direction. I know that this idea has potential, and I want to be able to love it so that I can run with it. The one thing that I am making different in comparison to Little Brother is that Darryl will be at Marcus's side throughout the screenplay. They will be captured by the DHS together and released together. Darryl will not be stabbed in the train station and will not be bleeding out (which led to Marcus flagging down a truck initially which was actually the DHS). Marcus and Darryl spend one complete day on their own after their release and are reluctant to go back to school to tell all their friends what has happened. When they return, they notice that there are cameras everything and a DHS officer with conducting searches at Security Checkpoint before they enter school. At the end of the school day, both Marcus and Darryl come home and are kidnapped by the terrorists during the night, the same terrorists who bombed the Bay Bridge. The interesting unknown question in this respect is: how different would life have been for Marcus if Darryl was by his side? In the novel, the purpose of Marcus pursuing the DHS was to rescue Darryl, so what reason would he have to pursue the DHS if they had released him? Darryl and Marcus are taken to the terrorist headquarters, which turn out to be in an underground lair right beneath the Port of San Francisco. The terrorists force both of them to try and infiltrate the DHS headquarters via the Internet and siphon their funds into an offshore bank account. The terrorists wanted to do this because the DHS had captured their leader and had him locked away in Gitmo-by-the-bay. Marcus and Darryl do as they are told, and attempt to make contact with their friends in family at home and do so, just so they know if they are alive and well. Marcus keeps in contact with Barbara Stratford as well on a secure server and makes sure that she is on site at the DHS Headquarters with the CHP undercover when the terrorists come to attempt to rescue their captured comrade. (Plot remains the same, the DHS is still the way it was in the book, police state). It turns out to be a trap, the terrorists and DHS agents are captured and are tried on the criminal justice system. Darryl and Marcus are set free.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-5295525256818498554?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/5295525256818498554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/04/machinima-pitch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/5295525256818498554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/5295525256818498554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/04/machinima-pitch.html' title='Machinima Pitch'/><author><name>Josh Ronen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13804170394537115233</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sJbr0H7CKoU/SqsaVhb4Y5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/OYqTGLkbB1I/S220/Tahoe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-3949410459591159563</id><published>2010-04-29T16:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T17:10:51.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love My Idea</title><content type='html'>I freaking love my idea...kinda.  My idea is a Rugratesque version of the love triangle of Van, Marcus, and Darryl.  I want to play off the idea of morality of realationships and the question of what constitutes a real, positive relationship.  The plot is a back story to the whole web of relationships shared by these three best friends and is ultimately the set up to where there relationships are in &lt;em&gt;Little Brother.  &lt;/em&gt;The story takes place in a day care and Van is clearly interested in Marcus while Darryl is obviously pining for Van.  There will be some conflict, baby style, in which Darryl tries to help/save Van but only hinders their relationship while Marcus comes to save the day.  As a resolution Darryl will find some other todder of interest who potentially consoles Darryl with a bottle or lollypop.  If this is taken to a more toddleresque perspective the resolution will be more of a "lets play tag" or some other game that allows everyone to appear to be happy in the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-3949410459591159563?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/3949410459591159563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-love-my-idea_29.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/3949410459591159563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/3949410459591159563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-love-my-idea_29.html' title='I Love My Idea'/><author><name>Lindsey</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HSqka4QePso/ToLvA2dRhxI/AAAAAAAAAI4/AcUQkUyqqQU/s220/DSCF9939.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2997096574261643284.post-4050759157156829380</id><published>2010-04-29T16:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T17:18:36.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Julia's</title><content type='html'>My idea for the screenplay is crap. I am going to develop my idea into one that I love by working out that major details. I am going to pin point the setting, the characters, and their conflict. Right now, I just have a plot, nothing else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2997096574261643284-4050759157156829380?l=camswigcrew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/feeds/4050759157156829380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/04/julias.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/4050759157156829380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2997096574261643284/posts/default/4050759157156829380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camswigcrew.blogspot.com/2010/04/julias.html' title='Julia&apos;s'/><author><name>Julia Mink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04988113113799545383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
