Behind The Scenes – My 1st Teen Titans Fanscript – Fanfic Adaptation
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RavenStar(fire)
ACT ONECyborg and Robin stood in the hallway leading to the Tower's front door. The overhead sprinklers were pouring from above, trying to put out the small fires that had been left by Beast Boy when he dragged Raven out of the Tower at Mach 7. "Man," Cborg noted. "BB musta been really anxious to see that movie. But why would Raven go with him? That's not her type of flick."
Starfire floated into the hallway from the kitchen, looking a little bit concerned. "The soggy flakes of grain Raven prefers to eat for breakfast are scattered all over the floor of the kitchen!"
The sprinklers shut off, as if shocked by Starfire's statement.
"Ah," said Cyborg. "He dragged her to the premiere."
"Shall this mess require me to fetch a shovel in order to clean up?" wondered Starfire.
Robin looked down the hallway. "He has always been a little more attentive towards her feelings. Maybe he noticed something we haven't, and wanted to talk about it alone."
BRANK! BRANK! BRANK! BRANK! The Tower alarm interrupted the detective work. They all rushed to the monitor to locate the incident. "The park! It's happening at the park!" Robin exclaimed.
"Well," said Cyborg, "At least that means we've already got a head start! C'mon!"
They bolted out the door - leaving some small fires behind themselves.
The fire sprinklers turned on again.
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Raven helped Beast Boy get himself up on two stable legs. Once he got his balance back, she turned to the crowd. "Everyone, please, get away from here!" she yelled, at which the crowd immediately obliged.
"Oh, nice - tell them after the explosion! I'd say you need to rewrite!"
Raven whirled back around as the smoke finally cleared.
Standing on the stage were three men.
The one who had just spoken held a pencil in his hand. Another held a cardboard megaphone. And the third man carried an Arricam 435 Xtreme 35mm camera on his shoulder - however, it had clearly been modified. The man with the pencil spoke again:
"Allow me to introduce me and my fellow colleagues! There's three of us, if you can count that high! Shake in fear at:"
Raven yawned as all three jumped into the air to introduce themselves like a bad anime.
"THE WRITER!" said the man with the pencil
"THE DIRECTOR!" came from the man with the cardboard megaphone
"And don't forget - THE CAMERAMAN!"
"And we are:" began The Writer.
"THE PRODUCTION CREW!" all three finished at once.
Raven was about as ready to flee as William Shatner would've been willing to actually try and record some actual singing. "Wow. See, BB? That's why I haven't been to the movie theater in a long time..."
"Yeah, guys –" added Beast Boy, who'd regained himself, "If you're gonna do a bad joke for an cheesy name, you gotta have the charm to pull it off, like I do!"
"A charm, eh?" asked The Writer. "Well then, maybe you'll critique my work a little nicer once you've had a taste of THIS medicine! He flicked his pencil and some large branches cracked off from the tree directly over Beast Boy's head and fell on his position with a thick WHUMP! However, Beast Boy dodged them with ease. The Writer frowned at this, then sent some huge boulders at Beast Boy - who turned into a bird and easily dodged them, too. Beast Boy turned back to his human self, laughing.
"Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never-" WHAM! The "City" sign slammed into his back, sending him sliding through the grass like a big green divot-maker. "...hurt me."
"Your turn, my good Director friend!" The Writer proclaimed.
"Thank you, my dear Writer friend! Now, what was I gonna do with this scene?"
Raven had had enough. She started coiling up dark energy.
"Ah, yes! I forgot!" The Director said. "I wasn't going to film this scene - I was gonna CUT it!"
He produced five clapper boards and hurled them at Raven like ninja stars. On their way to her, they sliced through three metal light poles like a samurai sword through Kleenex. Raven was caught off guard, and started to flee late - but then— SHOOM! The clapper boards were turned to instant dust just in time by the freshly arrived Starfire's starbolt. Right behind her were Robin and Cyborg.
"Mind if we crash the set?" asked Cyborg, as Raven went off to tend to Beast Boy.
"Ah," squawked The Writer, "The Catalyst arrives! Your turn, my good Cameraman friend! At our good Director friend's word!"
"Action!" said The Director. "And I'll take the robot!"
"Thank you, my good Director friend!" said The Cameraman.
He whipped the modified Arricam towards Starfire and pressed the PLAY button. The camera sent a crackling beam of energy at her, too fast to dodge. She was sent crashing into the tree behind her, her impact accented by a huge SHOWER of leaves.
"STARFIRE!" Robin yelled.
Starfire slid down to the ground, and was covered completely by the pile of freshly loosened leaves. But she popped up quickly, shrieking like a cat being mauled.
"Starfire! What's wrong?" Robin yelled.
The question was quickly answered: Starfire had become really fat!
"Oh, sorry about that - the camera always adds ten pounds! AHAHAHAHAHA!" The Cameraman laughed up a storm as Starfire kept shrieking.
Meanwhile, Cyborg was going mano e mano with The Director.
"Hey, stay still!" The Director spouted. "You know how hard it is stage a good action scene?"
"Sorry, but I prefer to IMPROVISE!" CRACK! Cyborg sent a blistering uppercut to The Director's jaw.
The Director slammed into the ground hard, sliding back a bit. " ...Nice hit."
"Don't mention it." Cyborg aimed his sonic cannon at The Director.
" Okay. I won't."
"Huh?" asked Cyborg.
He turned around. WHAM! The Writer greeted him with three heavy stacks of paper to the chest. Cyborg was sent flying. Starfire zipped up and caught him before he went into space. "I always figured there was a better way to use my old scripts, rather than just as paperweights! That worked well!" The Writer clapped the dust off his hands and walked away.
"Well, you better get ready to start writing a new script - FROM JAIL!" Robin charged at The Writer, leaping high in the air and combining two of his birdarangs into a sword on the descent.
"Ah, but as they say, the pen is mightier than the sword!"
The Writer whipped out a regular ball-point pen – which stopped the birdasword in mid-swing.
None of the Titans could believe it.
The birdasword just ground against the pen. The edges of the pen and the blade started to glow white-hot from the friction. Robin's arms started to buckle from the tension.
"It's amazing what you can do when you have control of the story, isn't it?" The Writer flicked the finger holding the pen down, and with a metallic CHING, Robin shot backwards from the pent-up friction.
Raven swooped into the air to catch him.
"Oh, this is so much more fun than terrorizing people in remote cabins!" The Writer cackled.
POW! A green mountain sheep bull smashed into him. Beast Boy changed back as the villain recovered.
"Never mess with nature, Writer!"
"Ah, but why do that when I can mess with you instead?" The Writer chucked his pen at Beast Boy's head. Beast Boy ducked, but the pen pierced six trees before being stopped by the seventh. The Writer turned to The Cameraman. "I think it's time we put that film to good use, my good Cameraman friend!"
"I'd say so too, my good Writer friend!" replied The Cameraman.
Now Raven really couldn't take it. She coiled up dark energy.
"Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos!"
She sent the energy at The Writer in little dark energy bullets. The Writer simply whipped out a piece of paper to stop her attack. Meanwhile, The Cameraman tracked Raven's movement. "That's it," he goaded to himself, "Keep doing that - beautiful! Now, c'mon there, look into my eyes..."
"RAVEN! LOOK OUT!" Beast Boy yelled.
"Huh?" Raven turned.
And looked right at the Arricam's lens.
"CONTACT!" proclaimed The Cameraman.
"RAVEN! NO!"
The Cameraman pressed the RECORD button just after Beast Boy, diving in front of Raven, locked his hand with hers. The two were frozen in midair – then were sucked into the camera, Tron-style!
"NO!" Robin screamed.
"Ah, the first plot twist! DAH-HAHAHAHA!"
The Writer continued laughing as the Titans looked on in horror.
END ACT ONE