Tepid Tales - A compiled story from different authors input

[madametarot]

Here it is, your chance to add some "cool" or "heat" by adding your section to our story.

You can use any format to get your story across - it is how you communicate the story, not the format, that matters.  

Formats can be poetry: rhyming or not rhyming, novel/short story or biographical or screenplay or stage play: any format.

The rules
1) My starter is an action intro for 2 characters written as a screenplay
2) Cut and paste your section below or between other authors sections.
3  Do not alter any other author's section
4) I reserve the right to move sections in the structure
5) Do not forget to claim copyright for your section (not compulsory)
6) Harsh critiques will be deleted and/or this whole thread can be deleted.
7) The object is it should be fun for everyone.

[madametarot]

Copyright (C) C.J.Griffin 2018 aka madametarot, Mango Chutney.


FADE IN:

SC ! NIGHT – IN LANE-WAYS BETWEEN HORSE RACING STABLES IN HENDRA BRISBANE


The “Brumbies on Bikes” outlaw motorcycle gang (BoBs) want some fun stirring up the race horses and pissing off the Jockeys, strappers, and trainers.


The BoBs assemble on their bikes at the entrance to the laneways. The laneways are a network of lanes and every stable has a gate entrance.


The lanes all lead to the training track so the horses can be walked to and from the training track but safely away from normal traffic.

The BoBS gang leader is “Harry the Whip”, he leads the way and they use low gear and high revs to make as much noise as possible

When they get to the end of the lane-ways they shut their bikes down and listen to the chaos of horses kicking and neighing.

The jockeys are trying to quieten the horses, so they are not yelling out.


FADE IN:

SC 2 NIGHT - INSIDE THE STABLES


Horses go bananas trying to kick their way out of their stalls. The Jockeys and strappers are trying to calm the horses down. The horses are hurting themselves and the men trying to quieten them. One jockey is badly injured in the horse melee of flying hooves and horse head butts.


FADE IN:

SC 3 NIGHT – IN LANE-WAYS BETWEEN HORSE RACING STABLES IN HENDRA BRISBANE


Harry fist pumps the air and the gang rides back through the lanes to give the stables a second dose of chaos.


FADE IN:

SC 4 DAY - BILLABONG CAFÉ SOUTHBANK BRISBANE NEAR BEACH/POOL


2 men are drinking coffee at a table one is Messy O’Bottle who is a technonut and professional numbers and stats cruncher he has one ear that sticks out sideways more than normal. The other man is small he is a Jockey and he has a big nose, he is known as Big Nose.


BIG NOSE

The bikie gang turned up again last night.


MESSY

Much damage this time.


BIG NOSE

Too much, had to get the vet and one Jocky was kicked unconscious. Some horses may have to be scratched tomorrow they will be out of racing until the bruising settles down. That OMCG cost us a lot of money.



MESSY

What can you do, have you told the cops.



BIG NOSE

The cops are useless pricks. They say the bikes are road registered and they can ride where they like. At least that’s what they said last time.

We will do something about it ourselves this time. We have what we call “The Jockeys Justice Alliance” We usually just call it the J.A.



MESSY

What does the J.A. do.



BIG NOSE

I put it to the committee, I am the Chairman, and we decided that this time it will not be a legal fix it will be a physical encounter. Next time we will be waiting for them with hay bales across the end of the lanes and we will ambush them.


MESSY

Then what.


BIG NOSE

At the very least they will fall off their bikes, maybe crash into the hay bales then they will be made into human lamingtons by being wetted down with horse piss then coated with horse shit.


MESSY

What about the worst scenario. Outlaw motorcycle gang members are usually bad bastards.



BIG NOSE

If they put up a fight they will get a taste of leather and maybe even a red-hot branding on their ass.


Every stable has a gun for putting down horses so if they pull guns we will use ours. We will have a loud hailer to warn them if they want to use weapons they will be shot.


We will also have fire extinguishers every stable has them. The fire extinguishers will make the lanes slippery for their bikes.

When they get in the lanes they will be blocked in by horse floats.


They will be outnumbered 10 to 1 or more.



MESSY

What do you want me to do.



BIG NOSE

We need bugs to find out when they are planning their next attack.

They drink at the Pink Hotel in the beer garden.


We want to put bugs under their favorite tables.


Can you sort out the bugs and a receiver, so we can listen in.

We will put the bugs in place, all you have to do is supply the bugs and the receiver.


MESSY

I can do that.


I liked the plan up to the bit where you were not sure what would happen next.


You have a lot of influential people tied up in racing so you can call in favors, right?

Messy outlined his plan Big Nose nodded and smiled.


They shook hands and parted. Big Nose walked away and Messy rode off on his rusty Rat Rod push bike. Bikes are the best way to get around Southbank and the CBD.


FADE IN:

SC 5 ENTRANCE TO THE LANE-WAYS BETWEEN HORSE RACING STABLES


The Bobs are lined up revving they big bore Harleys ready for another noise and chaos attack on the stables, just for the fun of it.

Harry the whip does a fist pump and they start their run in low gear high revs for maximum noise.


SC 5 ROADBLOCK AMBUSH


They round the first bend and they are obstructed by hay bales, they slam on the brakes and the road is slippery with fire extinguisher foam.


The bikes all slide and run into each other and the hay bales.

The gang is mad as hell.


But there is no-one around.


Harry is up off the ground yelling abuse


HARRY

Come out you bastards, I know you’re in there.


If you don’t come out I will burn the stables down.


A small dark figure runs out of a stable gateway and lights the bales of hay they were fuel soaked and go whoosh into flame
.

The BoBs scramble to drag their bikes away from the fires and the lights come on from everywhere to reveal a fire truck with a water canon behind the burning bales of hay.


The fire brigade does not put the fire out immediately but hoses down the bikes and the bikies. (they did not want them catching on fire)


Next they put the fire out with extinguishers.


FADE IN:


SC 6 ROADBLOCK AMBUSH


They round the first bend and they are obstructed by hay bales, they slam on the brakes and the road is slippery with fire extinguisher foam.


The bikes all slide and run into each other and the hay bales. The gang is mad as hell.


But there is no-one around.


Harry is up yelling abuse


HARRY

Come out you bastards, I know you’re in there.


If you don’t come out I will burn the stables down.


A small dark figure runs out of a stable gateway and lights the bales of hay they were fuel soaked and go whoosh into flame
.

The BoBs scramble to drag their bikes away from the fires and the lights come on from everywhere to reveal a fire truck with a water canon behind the burning bales of hay.


The fire brigade does not put the fire out immediately but hoses down the bikes and the BoBs. (they did not want them catching on fire)

Next they put the fire out with extinguishers
.

Harry the Whip legs it and when he gets around the corner he is confronted with an angry mob.


FADE IN:


SC 7 AROUND THE CORNER IN THE LANES OUT OF SIGHT OF THE FIREBRIGADE.


The Jockeys gang-tackle Harry rugby-style and quickly bind his legs and arms with wide velcro straps used for restraining horses. They roll him over so he is face down and he is defenseless.


HARRY

You short assed bastards I will get you for this. You will pay I will burn you and your stables down
.

JOCKEY #1

He does not seem to learn, does he.


JOCKEY #2

Get the branding irons


HARRY

You wouldn’t dare brand me it is inhumane.


Harry squirms and carries-on but he is tied up with Velcro strong enough to restrain a horse.


JOCKEY #1

You are an idiot you do not even know when to shut up.


JOCKEY #2

The Racing industry is worth billions, you think you are tough but the racing industry is bigger tougher and you are lucky to be alive.

You put a Jockey in hospital and cost us tens of thousands of dollars in lost income. The horse owners are pissed off too
.

Should we do it men
.

THE MOB

YES, YES, YES, do it, do IT.


HARRY

Screams


There is a pause then they apply a second the red-hot brand to his other buttock.


HARRY

Screams, then whimpers from frustration and pain.


The ambulance and cops turn up as planned and the BoBs get arrested for weapons offences, drugs and arson.

They hand Harry over to the paramedics and the cops.


JOCKY#1

It looks like he burnt himself on his hot exhaust pipe. So we helped him back here.


FADE IN:


SC8 INSIDE HOSPITAL OUTPATIENTS


A cop stands by while a male nurse cuts the jeans off Harry who is restrained and face down on a stainless steel topped operating table .

DOC

It is two burns he must have two exhaust pipes. I have seen worse burns it will heal but there will always be scaring.


The Doc points indicating that the cop and the nurse should have a closer look. They clearly see a “J” burned into one buttock and an “A” burned into the other bucket.


COP

A couple of nasty looking muffler burns.


DOC AND NURSE

Yes.



FADE IN:


SC 9 DAYTIME (EARLY MORNING) THE LANES: THE EVIDENCE HAS GONE THEY ARE SPOTLESSLY CLEAN.


The horses are being led out of the stable gates to go for their trackwork via the lanes. Everything seems normal and the Jockeys are greeting each other


BIG NOSE

‘mornin’ George did you sleep well


GEORGE

Yes, thank you, I did sleep. well, and you.


BIG NOSE

Like a baby.


                                                                     END PART 1



The above is intro action and somewhere in the above the credits can be run.

[Sediba]

Joss House, beside Albion Park Raceway, Brisbane.

Scene 7
Location: Chinese Joss House (Spirit Temple of the Dead) across the lane from the Albion Park Stables entrance
Time:       Early Morning


Two old Chinese men are sitting smoking opium pipes on a small bench under the eves of the Temple.
Beside them is a small boy

FIRST OLD MAN:                                                                            
           (softly, moodily, lazily)
           'Big trouble in stable last night. Brumbies on Bikes come unstuck. Very upset.'

There is a sociable pause. There is no hurry to speak. The pipe is passed between them

SECOND OLD MAN:                                                                             
           (slowly, dreamily)
           'Harry-the-Whip have much anger. Si Pi Loi.'

Once again there is a pause, and again the pipe is passed peaceably between the two old men.
The small boy has stopped throwing pebbles and is listening intently

FIRST OLD MAN:
           (smiling gently in reminisce)
           'Harry-the-Whip, he go mad.'

SECOND OLD MAN:
           'More then go mad, He go insane'

At this point the small boy interrupts.

SMALL BOY:
          (quizzically)
         'What it mean .. upset, anger, mad, go insane?'

The two old men look at the small boy for the first time as though they hadn't realised he was there. First one tries to explain, then the other. They make a number of false starts, then realise it's almost impossible to explain. Finally the First-Old-Man has an idea.

FIRST OLD MAN:
           'It like this'

The First-Old-Man picks up his chinese android phone and dials the Brumbies-On-Bikes Clubhouse. Harry-the-Whip answers. 

HARRY-THE-WHIP:
           'Brumbies-on-Bikes Clubhouse, Harry speaking. Who do you want?'

FIRST OLD MAN:
           'I looking for Chow Yun Fat'

HARRY-THE-WHIP:
           'This is the Brumbies-on-Bikes Clubhouse, who are you looking for again?'

FIRST OLD MAN:
           'I want spik Chow Yun Fat'

HARRY-THE-WHIP:
          (there is a pause)
          'Don't you understand, this is the Brumbies-on-Bikes Clubhouse'

FIRST OLD MAN:
          'You can help find Chow Yun Fat?

HARRY-THE-WHIP:
          'Are you from a mental home?'  

And Harry hangs up. The old man turns to the small boy and says, 

FIRST OLD MAN:
          'Now you see? He upset'

SMALL BOY:
          'But what anger mean?'

The Old man dials Harry's number again. Harry answers.

HARRY-THE-WHIP:
          'Brumbies-on-Bikes Clubhouse, Harry speaking. Who do you want?'

FIRST OLD MAN:
          'I want spik Chow Yun Fat'

HARRY-THE-WHIP:
          'You phuckin idiot, this is the Brumbies-on-Bikes Clubhouse. Can't you speak English?'

FIRST OLD MAN:
          'You can help find Chow Yun Fat?'

HARRY-THE-WHIP:
          (who has had a very hard night)
          '!@#%^^&^&&#$^&^**))&^%7'

And Harry slams the phone down. The old man turns to the boy,

FIRST OLD MAN:
         'Now you see, he anger'

SMALL BOY:
         'And go mad?'

Again the old man dials Harry's number, Harry answers,

HARRY-THE-WHIP:
         'I'm telling you, STOP calling this phucking number.
          If you keep harassing me I'll come round with the gang
          Do you understand!!'

FIRST OLD MAN:
         (In a very serene voice)
         'Is this Brumby-on-Bike Clubhouse?'

HARRY-THE-WHIP:
         (There is a pause)
         'O, I'm very sorry. I thought you were some idiot that's been calling here. 
          Please accept my apologies. How can I help'

FIRST OLD MAN:
         'I want spik to Chow Yun Fat'

With a screech that's scarcely human Harry SLAMS the phone down!! The old man turns to the boy,

FIRST OLD MAN:
         'Now you see, he go mad'

SMALL BOY:
         'And what it mean, go insane?'

The old man tells the boy he'll demonstrate one more time. He dials Harry's number,

HARRY-THE-WHIP:
         'Listen you PHUCKWIT get OFF this PHUCKIN Phone..
          You bloody imbecile. I've had enough of you.
          Do you understand, you decrepit old fool.
          This is the final time! There is no Fat Chow Yun here !!!!!!!'

FIRST OLD MAN:
        (in an exceptionally serene voice)         
         'Hellow, I Chow Yun Fat. Anywone look for me?''


Fade out ..............

[madametarot]

Not enough interest!

I have plenty more but there is no point.

 

[Stray Pup]

Mar 9, 2018 21:26:09 GMT 10 madametarot said:

Not enough interest!

I have plenty more but there is no point.

 

Don't give up yet. Somebody might join in?  Can't let my Chinaman characters die yet ?