User:Jacky 50A/Script Sandbox

Ultimate Moon Knight
In the midst of a rain-soaked, neon-lit futuristic city, a girl in a raincoat is seen cautiously treading through the streets, keeping her hood up to obscure her identity. As she is walking, she surveys her surroundings with vigilant eyes, scanning the environment for anything that would potentially endanger her. Upon spotting a couple of police officers, who are questioning some people while posting bounty posters featuring her face, the girl diverts herself towards a nearby burger vendor to make herself less suspicious. Upon approaching the vendor, she begins purchasing herself some food.


 * Girl: "(Walking to the vendor) Hi, uh, can I get a... (looks at the menu) synth-burger, please?"
 * Vendor: "That'd be three dollars."

She quickly reaches for her pocket and scrambles to get whatever money she has left. She quickly glances at the cops to keep track of their location, not wishing to be jumped by them. The cops, on the other hand, keep surveying the locale to see the whereabouts of their target. The girl counts her on-hand cash and sighs in relief to see that she has enough money to afford her order. She swiftly pays the vendor, who happily proceeds to make the synth-burger.

While the vendor is working on the burger, the girl anxiously fidgets her legs as the cops continue their search, continuously getting closer to her by the second. She struggles to maintain her composure as the vendor's food fabricator manufactures the synth-burger into existence and the police officers increase the thoroughness of their search.
 * Girl: "Here you go."
 * Vendor: "One synth-burger comin' up."

Prologue
Deep beneath the sea, where ancient ruins silently lie as aquatic creatures roam the depths, Andromeda, King Crab, and a contingent of Atlantean warriors are seen stalking through the former city, swimming and trudging through the sea floor with natural grace and unstoppable pace to what appears to be a glowing light at the center of the submerged settlement. The Atlantean force continues their movement until they reach the outer perimeter of the glowing light. Taking tactical positions, the water-dwellers warily survey the source of the light. Moments afterwards, the lights dim as the sounds of machines whirring are carried across the oceanic waves. Andromeda's words are cut short by the halting of the gears' grinding and the opening of the vessel's entrance. Moments afterwards, a tall and muscular humanoid emerges from the ship, surveying his surroundings. His presence is soon joined by a slimy golem-like figure, an armored female armed with a giant hammer, an ornately dressed man, a hulking axeman far larger than any of the group, and a group of soldiers. The Atlanteans fall silent upon seeing them, alarmed but undaunted by their presence. Andromeda takes a moment to analyze the group, who are seemingly ignorant of their presence.
 * King Crab: "(Translated via clicking noises) Gods, this better not be a sunken human submarine."
 * Andromeda (Andromeda Attumasen): "(Verbally responds) What do you hope it to be, King Crab?"
 * King Crab: "Something that is nothing, Andromeda. I would rather gait through the fields and eat worms than sully myself with these incessant errands."
 * Andromeda: "This may be something that could affect your people, too."
 * King Crab: "Yes. That does not mean that I have to love being here, doing gods-know-what for that half-breed 'king' of yours."
 * Andromeda: "Better for us to pick up the pace, then."
 * King Crab: "Is that... a vessel?"
 * Andromeda: "It resembles neither an Atlantean nor human construct..."
 * Atlantean Warrior #1: "It is not from Atlantis, and therefore it must be dangerous!"
 * Andromeda: "We need to report this to--"

Suddenly, one of the Kree reply to the Atlantean's assumption.
 * Andromeda: "These people... judging from the color of their skin and their garbs, they must be of the Kree."
 * Atlantean Warrior #2: "The Kree? What are they doing here?"
 * Atlantean Warrior #3: "There must be something they want. Otherwise, they wouldn't bring so many imposing figures at once."


 * Dar-Benn: "There is something we want, indeed. But it is not war that we seek."

The Atlantean warriors spring out of cover with their weapons bared, closing in to surround the Kree group to prevent them from executing any hostile actions. The Kree, for once, are unusually unprovoked by this display, for even their own soldiers do not raise their weapons in response to the Atlanteans' gesture. Andromeda emerges from cover with King Crab backing her up, and they carefully approach Dar-Benn. A telepathic conversation soon follows.

Andromeda takes a short look at Dar-Benn and his Kree before instructing an Atlantean soldier to come to her. Seconds afterwards, the Atlantean soldier pulls out an object resembling a plastic bag from his pouch. The object soon expands in a crackle of electricity after the soldier rubs its top, revealing its true nature as a jellyfish of considerable proportions. The jellyfish softly glides through the sea's currents before letting Andromeda pet it.
 * Andromeda: "(Lightly swimming towards the Kree) State your business, Kree. You trespass upon the waters of Atlantis, and we are not so welcoming of invaders."
 * Dar-Benn: "I am Dar-Benn, a former general of the Kree Empire. My compatriots and I have come here to seek refuge from our former hosts."
 * Andromeda: "You seek refuge in Atlantis, Kree?"
 * Dar-Benn: "Believe me, we would rather be elsewhere but on this planet, knowing the history between Earth and the Kree. But alas, circumstances forced us to land here to evade the Supreme Intelligence's grasp. Here is the place he least suspects that we come to."
 * Andromeda: "And what makes you think that we'll give you that refuge?"
 * Dar-Benn: "We come here in peace, My Lady. It may sound absurd considering our reputation, but you may thoroughly examine us to ascertain our motivations."

The jellyfish known as the Inquisitor swims towards the center of the Kree, who simply look at the creature in silence. After taking up position, the Inquisitor's tentacles lurch towards the extraterrestrials' heads, interfacing with their minds. The creature's body lights up in flickers of bright light as magic surges through its tentacles. The Atlanteans watch the process with uncertainty in their hearts, carefully monitoring the Kree's unsettling lack of response towards the Inquisitor's probes. Moments later, the interrogation ends, and the Inquisitor unlatches his tentacles from the Kree and slowly swims back to the Atlanteans.
 * Andromeda: "(To the Kree) Be ready to open your minds, then, Kree. (Petting the jellyfish) The Inquisitor will see to it that the truth be revealed. (Lets the jellyfish go) Do not try to resist him, lest the blessing Zhered-Na put upon him incinerate your higher mental functions."
 * Dar-Benn: "(After looking at the other Kree) So be it, then."

A split second later, the Inquisitor's tentacles lurch themselves to the Atlanteans the same way they did with the Kree. Andromeda reacted fast enough to cut the Inquisitor's tentacle with her collapsible trident and was about to throw it at the jellyfish until the Sleeper shoots a tendril at her, restraining her. King Crab, enraged and not yet affected by the Inquisitor's psychoactive tentacle, grabs the Inquisitor by the tentacle and pulls him towards him, allowing King Crab to execute the jellyfish by absolute crushing him. While this action frees up the Atlanteans, King Crab is unfortunate to suddenly be swatted away by the axe of the Kree brute, Mar-Adon, who immediately dashes forward to the flying crustacean and pins him down.
 * Andromeda: "Interesting. I've never seen such a smooth process."
 * Dar-Benn: "Indeed, My Lady. This 'Inquisitor' of yours have seen to it that the truth be revealed."

The Atlantean warriors fail to retaliate as the Kree Eternal known as Ultimus charges through them with such a force that all that is left of the attack force are bloody gristles.
 * Dar-Benn: "(Walks towards the restrained Andromeda before kneeling beside her) Don't struggle. Your pain will end soon enough."
 * Andromeda: "So much for coming in peace!"
 * Dar-Benn: "Oh, we came in peace, indeed. But if we are to attain what we seek, then it is undeniable that we require a little force."
 * Atlantean Warriors: "Death to the Kr--"


 * Andromeda: "No!"
 * Dar-Benn: "Ultimus, what did I tell you about casualties?"
 * Ultimus: "Adon and I spared you two metabeings, Voice. I would not complain if I were you."
 * Dar-Benn: "Hmph. (Turns to Andromeda) I guess you and your friend will do, after all."
 * Andromeda: "(Struggles to free herself from the Sleeper's symbiote restraints) What the hell are you up to?"

A new figure swims into the scene, approaching the group while being accompanied by the rest of the Kree. Andromeda's squirms come to a halt when the figure comes into sight, her eyes widening in both anger and surprise.


 * Andromeda: "You! You dare st--"

The figure stretches out his hand and streams of energy are projected through his fingers, entering Andromeda's facial orifices. King Crab, overwhelmed by utter hatred, briefly overpowers Mar-Adon and frees himself from his captivity to rush at the mysterious being. Unluckily, the unknown person simply outstretches his other hand and does the same thing he is doing with Andromeda to the King Crab. Within a matter of moments, the last two Atlanteans are rendered unconscious for a few seconds, before they awaken with glowing red eyes.


 * ???: "Do you see now, the peace we wish to bring upon this world, Andromeda?"
 * Andromeda: "Yes... yes, I see it. We... will make this world one in you, Master."
 * ???: "(Smirks) Oh, please, do not call me that, Andromeda."

The figure turns his face around, revealing his identity.


 * ???: "Magus would do just fine, indeed..."

Main Story
In the streets of Paris, numerous civilians are seen running away from an army of vicious man-eating zombies. While the civilians are escaping, the National Police of France are seen repelling the horde of living dead with their mundane weapons to save as many of their citizens as possible. Despite this brave and valiant effort, the zombies' superhuman resiliency means that it doesn't take long for the police officers to fall victim to their predation.

In the midst of this zombie horde is the man only known as Necro: a pony-tailed man with a rotting face, garbed in the robes of a monk and surrounded by swarms of flies around his body. When a zombie of his claims a victim by death, the corpse immediately awakens as a thrall under the command of Necro. These risen dead are his to manipulate, meaning that he can change their forms into whatever nightmarish shape he has in mind... and if he wishes to, enhance their capabilities beyond mortal ken.