My project for Animation Process (ART 131). Part 2…
Sam has recieved the treatment, it is now time to begin his next quest ;)…
Title: Sam the Blinco
Chapter 2: The search for…a background.
Sam had returned the treatment. His tutor filled with a satisfied glee. As he prepared for his next adventure, he wondered if he’d survive. Many villanous mercenaries gathered round’, preparing to steal from him his greatest glory. To complete the wonderous project, to recieve the great “4.0″. The voices rang on for minutes, their babble angered him. Sam needed to kill, Sam needed xp. Finally the quest was given. “You have but 30 minutes to find a background.” He worried…he wondered. Could he do it…then he realised. Where would he find background? A great ponderance fell upon him, as he began the quest for the greatest of mysteries.
Then it hit him. He knew where he could find the great background. It lie just south of his current location. Constructs…a sentient being much like that of a human. Operating massive mechanical beasts, they destroy the enviroment and have a hefty set of hit die. As he exited the room a great happening came, his ‘gateway’ his pet, had leveled up. He was unsure of what activites had done it so, but there it was. Floating beside him like oh so many beholders of the past. He was pleased, he was…finally free to use both hands. Sam exited to the still raining torrent, this baren wasteland of ice and cold…yes…icy cold. As he ventured to the site, he saw none. No mobs, no sentient beings, just a graveyard of giant steel monsters.
The ground suddenly shook with excentric fervor, toppling Sam over with relative ease. As the dust cleared he saw his foe, a golem of moderate size. Eight feet tall, and ready to rumble. He prepped for the battle, and grabbed old faithful. Leaping with the grace of a thousand elven rangers, Sam drove his great axe into the head of the Golem. The battle was fierce, but relatively quick. He realised it had to be so, as time was of the essence, considering that I…the narrator, have but a 30 second timeframe. Which by now I imagine I have broken. He hacked away at the golem, screaping off much of its back. The ground, so moist, if Sam had been another golem, he might of been disturbed by the site of its muddy blood. But he was not, so it was but mute point.
Resting the material upon the top of his trusted gateway, he made travel back to the base. Dropping the dirt on the desk in front of his tutor. He was given a barrage of questions. “time, place, mood, culture, what does this substance mean to you.” Sam boggled at the questions, he knew he was being tested. But what could be the answer. Another mercenary began to spout about their background, and the glorious depth it had. *thwack*. Old faithful had silence another infidel, and Sam was pleased. None would demean him ever again. Hoorah.
Next Chapter: The quest for a Rough Storyboard.
Note: I’ll probably only get to make a 30 second stupid scene with Sam returning with all the required (or so he thinks) materials for the final. But this is the backstory. :D.
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