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Imperial Aspirations SAMPLE

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December 05, 2023

Imperial Aspirations SAMPLE

This script is the first volume of a comic series and serves primarily to lay out a full understand of the series protagonist Wel-Atta for the audience by following his life from youth to being a young adult as the galaxy changes drastically around him.

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December 05, 2023
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  1. EXT. ZYGERRIAN PALACE-LANDING PAD-DAY
    The new Imperial ship lands on the pad extending from the
    grounds of the Zygerrian palace, high above the markets.
    The PRIME MINISTER approaches the ship, met by an IMPERIAL
    AMBASSADOR.
    PRIME MINISTER
    Hail Imperials, what might be the
    purpose of your visit?
    IMPERIAL
    We are here to discuss new terms on
    behalf of the Emperor. Zygerrian
    services has been unappreciated for
    too long.
    PRIME MINISTER
    I couldn’t agree more, seems there
    is hope for a strong galaxy under
    new Imperial guidance after all.
    The Prime Minister waves the Imperial convoy towards the
    palace.
    INT. ROYAL PAVILION-DAY
    Intricate grating on the ceiling and walls filters dramatic
    sunlight into the luxurious private garden it surrounds.
    WEL-ATTA (5) is a Zygerrian with angled horns and curly hair.
    He picks through the exotic plants with a tablet in one hand.
    GEVEK (4) is of the same species, with unkempt claws and a
    more jagged look. He claws at the delicate carvings without
    care for blemishes left by his upward struggle.
    Wel-Atta wanders to the far edge of the pavilion, laying down
    and sticking his arms through the grating to get his tablet
    to capture plants that had sprouted beyond the enclosure.
    Footsteps cause Wel-Atta to peek out from under the flora. He
    perks up at seeing the stranger but slinks from view when he
    sees Prime Minister just behind the Ambassador.
    The plant Wel-Atta was following extends into the walkway and
    the Imperial Ambassador pauses to grind a bud with their heel
    IMPERIAL
    For the sake of your people’s
    future, I truly hope one of your
    heirs is suitable to the Academy.

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  2. 2.
    PRIME MINISTER
    I already have an offering in mind,
    you’ll understand when you meet him
    The pair turn towards the pavilion entrance and Wel-Atta
    scrambles from the brush back to Gevek.
    Gevek tumbles from his half-hearted climb as the two adults
    enter to inspect the two royals. Wel-Atta watches from the
    edge, half obscured by the garden’s flora.
    IMPERIAL
    Gevek and Wel-Atta I’ve been told?
    Children as young as you are
    positioned to take hold of an
    incredibly different galaxy and as
    born leaders you have a duty.
    GEVEK
    Huh? What’s that supposed to mean?
    Ambassador frowns at Gevek, and glances at Wel-Atta.
    IMPERIAL
    It takes courage to seize the
    future, and I’d hope to see that
    the Zygerrian royalty would not be
    washed away by the tides of time.
    PRIME MINISTER
    You worry too much. I think you’d
    find your eh, ‘Imperial ethic’ in
    that one there.
    Wel-Atta bristles as Prime Minister directs the Ambassador to
    him, moving to place a stern hand on his shoulder.
    PRIME MINISTER (CONT’D)
    He’d fit in better with your lot
    then he does with our royal breed.
    Wel-Atta creases his brow, fixated on the ground before
    slowly lifting his gaze to meet the Ambassador’s.
    The Ambassador in turn analyzes him with a calculating glare.
    Wel-Atta shrugs off his father’s hand and steps towards the
    Imperial Ambassador. He mimics the Ambassador’s body language
    WEL-ATTA
    I would be honored to deliver a
    strong future to my people, in
    whatever way best suits me.
    2.

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  3. 3.
    Ambassador grins, and the Prime Minister nods eagerly.
    Wel-Atta hurriedly follows the Ambassador when they exit the
    pavilion. He doesn’t react to Gevek’s pouty look.
    When Wel-Atta exits, Gevek turns to his father with a sour
    glare. The Prime Minister chuckles heartily.
    PRIME MINISTER
    Oh lighten up son, I’ve just
    cleared your path to succession! I
    knew I’d make you a proper King one
    way or another. An inconvenience
    rid of and Imperial favor secured.
    EXT. ZYGERRIAN PALACE-BALCHONY-DAY
    The Imperial Ambassador strides through the open air hallway
    balconies of the Zygerrian Palace, not slowing for the child
    struggling to keep up with their strides.
    WEL-ATTA
    Are you taking me to leave?
    The Ambassador slows to turn and see Wel-Atta standing in
    place, trying to pose himself authoritatively.
    IMPERIAL
    That will be necessary yes, the
    Empire asks difficult things of all
    of us for-
    WEL-ATTA
    I don’t care, I want to leave.
    The Ambassador looks at the child with new interest.
    IMPERIAL
    Interesting. You will fit in nicely
    at the Imperial Academy young one.
    INT. IMPERIAL ACADEMY-DAY
    As Wel-Atta steps into the lofty speech hall of the Imperial
    Academy, his head swivels around to see as much of his
    surroundings as he can. He wears a formal white uniform.
    Adults in Imperial uniforms line the walls, watching the
    crowd of students. Ambassador is among them.
    The sound of speakers directs the crowd’s attention to the
    main stage of the hall, the speaker’s outfit more decorated.
    3.

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  4. 4.
    HEADMASTER
    On this day, the Imperial Academy
    welcomes it’s first student body.
    Wel-Atta glances around him, taking peeks at his new peers.
    One student does the same, and Wel-Atta makes eye contact
    with a human boy his age with blond hair and dark eyes.
    Wel-Atta grins at him, the student gives a small wave.
    INT. ACADEMY HALLS-DAY
    HEADMASTER
    (V.O.)
    Here you will learn the Imperial
    values that keep our galaxy orderly
    Wel-Atta rushes down the hall with many tablets in tow, and
    he excitedly grabs the boy by the shoulder.
    WEL-ATTA
    I’m Wel-Atta of Zygerria! From
    orientation! What’s your name?
    The boy is initially flustered but responds in a snap.
    HUX
    I’m Hux, hailing from Corusant.
    WEL-ATTA
    What’s you next class?
    INT. ACADEMY LIBRARY-NIGHT
    HEADMASTER
    (V.O.)
    The Empire asks much of it’s
    leaders, peace throughout the
    galaxy demands as much.
    Wel-Atta stands in front of a group of students, talking with
    wild gestures in front of a hologram. He hastily scrawls
    notes and diagrams onto a board for the other students.
    Most the group looks uneasy but Hux stares intently and
    offers occasional responses to break up Wel-Atta’s monologue.
    The two play off each other casually, the rest of the group
    just having to sit there and watch Hux encourage Wel-Atta.
    4.

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