Leonardo de Vinci

Seven Years in Tibet Review

I think you probably think I'm crazy for renting old movies, but as a film maker, artist, and humanities major, I like movies that not just have talent in them, but I like older movies cause they didn't rely on "digital" images, they relied on real images, real footage, film, and acting to tell the story. They didn't rely on magic, techno, and bang for the buck. I think a film is better done with real images, then in a studio.

As for the story, I found that the Dali Lama in the movie tells a brilliant story that develops from what people don't understand, not only were 6 million jews killed during the nazis, but 1 million Tibetan monks and families were killed by the Chinese. And this movie was in honor of those lives.

This seems similar to that of the movie I just saw, One Night with the King. If you haven't saw movies that enlightened your soul, with good words of wisdom, and let you remember them.

Brad Pitt did a good job, but the actor that played the Dali Lama did a even better job. Good Job Paramount. I wish more movies were as well crafted and written as they were in the 90's.

Arielle

Natural Disaster Teaser

One Night With The King Review

Okay, I decided to rent something with a plot line that is "known" to me, but since very little is done on Jewish Themed movies, I thought to watch it. At first, I thought it would be corny. But it lessened, and it's a shame this movie didn't get much publicity. I guess it's the way the press goes, they go after Jesus movies, but if a movie is done on a Jewish story of genocide, with Purim. It was a Fox Faith movie. The clothing was original, and the acting, while not named actors, did a very good job. A little corny in spot, but the person who wrote it, knew the story line. I'm not sure if it was historically accurate, because I don't know the history but just from Jewish story. They even had a prophet in the story! It was a great PG movie, for kids to learn about their background in Jewish stories. It's about Ester and Purim, and anyone who never knew anything about the holiday, they would realize that this is just as important as Hanukkah.

Thanks Fox for making it.
Arielle Sag

5 minute documentary for Florida Film Festival and Blog

All my readers, on top of the tv-pilot that is still in development, I'm going to start on a research project, as a reference librarian to film on a topic of natural disasters.

I have my laptop now, and I have my camera. I have a camera man. I have a location to shoot. I will compose interviews of individuals, and I have a list of questions to randomly ask people at this location. I have the document for them to sign, to get permission to put them in the picture, and I will be posting ads around the location for people to contact me so the interviews are controlled.

I will start the filming in October, and for a full month I'll set aside two hours a week for interviews. each interview will last 15 minutes long. I'm trying to compose a 5 minute documentary for the Florida Film Festival in 2010.

I'll be posting samples of the information and interviews of the documentary on this site, and a trailer will be composed, and pictures will be taken of each individual that gets interviewed. And if they choose not to be interviewed on camera, I'll take down their information, to post a diagram of statistics of the groups of people who get interviewed.

I plan on using my skills as a Librarian, to compose a genuine documentary, this isn't going to be pretty.

Arielle Screenplay Productions

ZR800 Canon Camera Recieved

Hey folks. I got my camera in the mail, and guess what? On the side, despite being a small butt camera, it says under the 800, ntsc. It has 35 optical zoom, mini dv, 1000 digital zoom, 2.6-91mm 1:2:0.

Not bad for what I paid for it. Now I just need to charge it, put tapes in it, and start taping interviews on the floods. Get people's opinions, and put together a montage of reports of people's opinions on the mississippi floods and see if they know anyone that was affected. Or the CA fires.

Arielle Screenplay Productions

TV-Pilot Teaser

More Equipment and For Rent

I decided to invest in buying some equipment, I bought a RFB MB 13.3/2.1/2X512/120/CMBO:WHITE-USA and a Canon Z800 Camera. If you didn't know a Z800 has IEEE and has FireWire.

I'm going to try to rent out the equipment, and see if I can make up the difference. I'm also selling off collectibles to pay the difference. It was an investment, and now if I can rent it out, I'll get some lighting kit, and 2 wireless MIC, and Avid software.

One thing at a time.

If anyone wants to invest money, or rent the equipment. Please inquire within.

ArielleProd1982@yahoo.com

Canon Z800 Digital Camcorder

I decided to buy the Canon Z800 Digital Camcorder, so I have a camera that works with my G4 dual processor computer that uses IEEE to edit. I like using tapes, it's not HD but that's my next step. I got paid for working the last two weeks, and I used it to buy the camera. Now I'm saving up for a wireless mic, and a light kit.

Arielle

Investors Package

This is Arielle Sag from Arielle Screenplay Productions. I'm currently going to be doing productions on campus for the next two years, but while I'm doing this, I'm going to be developing a relationship with a local production companies Executive Producer, and I'm going to help him fund raise for credits. I have an idea on how he can raise money, I'm good at graphics and I know what to do to raise money.

This tv-pilot will be produced, I'm just fundraising right now and it's in "development". I'm no line producer, and I'm figuring out how I want it filmed. Whether I want digital, HD, or Film. I also am doing research on law firms to see which ones charge what. I found Legal Zoom recently.

I am a popular free author. I don't make money on my literature. I rather work for free, and do what I love, then get paid, and hate my life.

I'm looking for a merchandiser willing to help develop merchandise for this production, so I can produce some funds to do the production. I'm meaning toys, games, tee-shirts, posters, and hats, backpacks, pens, bumper stickers, and other apparal to raise the money.

I'm just looking right now for a head start of 10,000, to start to buy merchandise with the graphics on them from merchandisers, and then post them on a site, with the pilot's theme in the logo and plot.

I'm also looking for a graphic artist and web designer to help me out. I can't pay anyone up front at this time, it's all a team effort to send it to a tv company, and then use the money from them to pay everyone back. I'm doing this the girl scout way, by everyone donating items, and volunteering, I'll list you as a role in my company on Internet Movie Database, and then we can get this production rolling.

But I'm also making small 5 minute productions at the school, once I get this $200 digital Canon Z850 camera. I need another 500 dollars, so I can get the supplies I need. I'm investing money into my company right now, so I have the equipment to do the production.

If you have any questions please email me at ArielleProd1982@yahoo.com

Film Club and USF

I have a plan on how to film this short 26 page script, with crew and equipment by teaming up with individuals and make friends at the same time with the same interest as me.

I'm going to film the tv-pilot private investigator as a mini movie, and submit it to either as a short film film festival, and then to the student oscars.

I have original music being done by Melissa Blake.

I go to the University of South Florida, and there is a film club. I do not know when this will be completed, but this is all in development.

I'm going to team up with the Film Club, and with them, guide them into making a bunch of projects, and submit small documentaries, and short films together and keep trying till we get honors and recognition. They seem to be unactive for a while, but I have tons of idea, and if they have equipment and with a big communication department and a radio station, I have a sound studio, and areas on campus I can film. I'll keep you updated.

ArielleProd1982@yahoo.com

Movie Review of Grace is Gone

Here is my review on the following film that I recently viewed.

I viewed Grace is Gone starting John Cursack. I felt the movie despite the subject was very realistic to the time, and had a very strong plot line. You knew what he had to do, but you didn't know when he was going to do it. He kept putting off the mission, and kept keeping the secret from the ones he loved the most. John had a very compelling role, and the young girls in the movie were even more compelling. If you need children in a movie, I would try looking at these girls in the movie itself and see if they are your type. They could be the up and coming, and they even deserve best supporting actress in my opinion for their age and how they conducted themselves. It wasn't corny at all. It's a Must See for any family that has been affected by a member that went off to war, whether in WW2, WW1, Korea, Vietnam, and all wars we face now and in the future. It reminds us what is important, and what people do in times of tragedy like the bombing of Pearl Harbor, and the responds people had against the threat in American History.

Keep your eye out. My next movie I will view today is Cassandra's Dream. Another Indie film. If you want me to review your movie, send me the DVD plus a check for 10.00. I'll post the review on my blog at http://ariellescreenplayproductions.blogspot.com/

You can find my address and information for my company at IMDB. I want to start a newsletter with reviews of movies, and information on stories I'm writing with excerpts of summaries of each book, poetry, and other's people work for people to view. I don't have orders yet, but if I get any, I'll put your information in it, for 7.00. Though that is once I get a enrollment list.

You can find me at the following address for IMDB. Check it out, and review my other works file for all the screenplays and books I've written.

http://www.imdb.com/name/nm2648891/

Search for me on IMDB Pro, and get my email address which is ArielleProd1982@yahoo.com. I'm setting up the business, and right now I'm just doing reviews.

Arielle Sag

Moses' Pick a Short Story of Faith and Miracles

Moses Pick

Written

By

Arielle Sag

The hot breeze blew at her long black hair. The edges of her hair just flew in the breeze of the air around her. The air was thick with heat and she wanted a cool bath in the nice stream. But that wasn’t her place to take a nice dip in the cool water; she was but a servant and a slave. The times were hard but peaceful for her. It was a better life then living out there among the others. Merriam thought to herself. The nice desert sun showered her brightly with the raze and splendor of what the Pharaoh had to offer her. She would live under his roof for the rest of her life. Merriam sighed as she dipped the jar into the stream to gulp up some of that nice cool water. She was thinking of her life and her mistress. One queen of the many queens lived within this palace of Pharaoh.

“So hot, so hot.” The big house was nothing more than a palace of delight for those that dwell in it. The queen’s house wasn’t anything fancy but just an image of fate for a queen. Their power was administered here at their own estate. Merriam pulled up the jar and placed it on her head. The queen wanted water from the stream. Such a peaceful day in the mist of terror, spoken by the Pharaoh himself. Decree, death, destruction, slavery, punishment were all under the authority of the Pharaoh. He was after all King of the land.

Her dress strapped to her body covered but her breast barely as it was a white linen garment tied with shell beads. Not much to wear, but she was lucky to have anything. Most times slaves wore nothing but shell skirt and that’s if they were lucky. Especially girls, Merriam thought to herself. The cries came from the city today was even more intense. With the decree stated by Pharaoh, no wonder there was cries. She was lucky to be female and not pregnant. She wouldn’t want to know what she do if that would happen to her. This decree was harsh. Sad, mean, despicable, was the cleanest thing she could think of at the moment for what is happening to the Jews.

She walked up the stairs back into the palace. The big house is where her mistress lived. She walked up the stairs with the cries in the background. How could they live or sleep at night? They enslave a whole population, her life included. She prayed to her God for a savior, for a life to set her free from these chains so she can be her own person. That’s what Merriam wanted. But she had gotten used to be treated like an “it”, as she called the use of her work. Then again, she could be in the field using her back to move those bricks to build. She was glad just to be a mistress and fetch things for her mistress. She doesn’t even think of her with her first name. She knew not to address her that way, so it was safer not to address her at all. This was a sad state of affairs. How could they be so …so…so…she couldn’t think of a thing. She wanted to rebel. She wanted to kill the Pharaoh. She wanted to take this jug and slam it over his head and be rid of him. That would get her killed but at the expense of what and who. She had no family that she remembered. She was useful as her mistress put it. That is what she said around her. They enslaved her, and enslaved people because they posed what she heard him say, a threat. Of coarse they do, if the Pharaoh makes them do physical labor on a constant basis then of coarse there will be uprisings. But that doesn’t mean he has to kill babies and boys. That is wrong. She could never speak her opinion and no one could. Who had the weapons? Who had the army? They did. They had everything and she made the most of what she had.

“Merriam? You have the water?” It was her mistress. She stood on the steps looking out onto the city. Her face looked grim. There were cries. She looked hurt. That puzzled Merriam. Wouldn’t she be happy? She seemed happy about his decision. Her mistress never complained to Pharaoh.

“Yes Madam.” She saw her gasp. And she walked past her. Merriam turned to see what she gasped at. She went to the stream, and for some reason Merriam was surprised to see her picking up a basket out of the water. It was a basket! How could Merriam miss it? What’s the problem with baskets, they usually carry things inside. She could only guess what was in the basket. Mistress had a son, and he would be the next Pharaoh. He was only two. This boy for it was a boy as she brought the baby up the stairs.

“He is a Jew.” Mistress stated. She looked saddened by the fact she found a boy. She looked at me, then down at the boy. Merriam knew what that meant. The boy would get killed!

“You are going to have it killed?” The baby slept soundly in mistress’s arms. Mistress looked distressed that Merriam mentioned anything like that. She kept her mouth from opening for a few seconds as if holding back a bad comment. Was it the right thing to suggest? Merriam thought her mistress was for the killing. There was no way she would save this baby. And now Merriam would have to watch the baby die. It wasn’t his fault he was a boy. It wasn’t his fault that he was born that way. So now he will die and she would have to watch. But Merriam’s mistress was rocking the baby back and forth and didn’t even look ready to kill him. Weird? She thought to herself. She just watched from the distance. A hot breeze blew her black hair from her face. That made Merriam’s face look up at the sky. Not a cloud in the sky but the breeze blew.

“I’ll call him Moses.” Mistress declared. Merriam couldn’t help but gap. She is going to keep him? But he is a Jew? A slave? Surely she wants to enslave him like all the others. Her mistress looked up at her. She was looking at her for approval of the name.

“He is a Jew mistress.” Mistress looked at her for a long moment then down at the baby boy. A bond had grown and Merriam was seeing a miracle from her ruler but would Pharaoh let one boy live out of how many. She thought not. No way would that happen. He was so against Jews and boys from growing into men. She wondered though where this caring side came from. The cries from the city echoed in the walls of the building and through Merriam’s soul. Perhaps her mistress was cracking under the pressure of so much death, or maybe she did care about the Jews and life of innocent people in general.

“I know Merriam, and my mom saved your life when you were but a baby. This is my turn to do the same. Pharaoh will be delighted to have another boy around to play with our son. So is Moses a good name?” Merriam heard the coldness, the coolness, and the frankness in her mistress’s voice as she addressed Merriam with the news flash that her life would have been terminated if it hadn’t been for her own mother. She didn’t know that. Why would she have died? Didn’t make any sense to her. They weren’t killing girls back then, what could girls do?

“The name is nice. The name is not Egyptian though, not like your son’s name.” Mistress glanced up at Merriam then back down at what she guessed would be Moses if his life were to be spared. Did Mistress have the will power and the power in general to save a life? That law that her husband had bestowed to the Jewish population meant murder to millions of innocent lives everyday that Jews are born. What if more kids washed up the stream? Will her Mistress keep everyone? That has irony if she ever heard it before.

Copyright 2006
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A little more. X-files Fanfiction

I DON"T OWN Mulder and Scully. Those are owned by their rightful distributors and publishers. I don't know what I"m doing with this right now. Just check back for the latest updates.

“Where are you located Steve?” She looked at Mulder (can be taken out), and he was just looking around. He was browsing on the separate computer at the secretary desk. So noisy…

“Savannah, Georgia.” There was the click again, followed by thunder.

“You know that is out of my district.”

“I know, but they claim you’re the best. I think my wife is crazy.”

“Why do you think she is crazy?”

“She claims the incident was because of UFO’s.” She gave a loud snort, and even he laughed at the other end.

“If you pay for travel expenses, and pay the salary, I’ll get my car packed up and drive down.” She saw Mulder eye her with a raised eyebrow.

“I’ll pay for your expenses. How long do you think it will take?”

“Give me till 1, and I’ll close my shop, grab my bag, and lock up everything. I’ll get directions to your house, make hotel reservations, and contact their police office to make sure I don’t need a court order to look at any documents. Sometimes local police departments are protective over their files.” She heard the crackle on the other end. She didn’t want to say anything or make a face, but somehow she hoped this wasn’t a trap. She had locked up many freaks in her life time as an FBI special agent, but some did get out of jail recently.

--

Half Hour Later

--

“Mulder why in the hell are you here?” She inquired.

“I don’t trust you.”

“Don’t trust me? I can take care of myself, and last I checked you weren’t interested in my safety on the terrorist unit before…” He gave her the look, which consisted of a raised eyebrow, a scrounged up face, and he stared at her note pad. He frowned.

“You wrote in French.”

“It’s so if someone goes into my files, example yourself, I can at least give you guys a heads for your money in trying to interrupt them.” His frowned deepened.

“I know French. I know UFO in any language.”

Myself, My College Experience, and Religious Experience

I thought I'd post what kind of resume I have and why you should know that I'm a very fluid and detailed writer. I put detail into everything I write. I often pick topics where there isn't much information on them.

If you check out my imdb link on this site, which is my official Internet Movie Database Page link, or my Book link, or my Fiction press link, or my Fanfiction link, you would realize that I might be more prolific writer then most. I sold one copy of my Desiree and Egypt book, and One copy of my Moses' Pick which is 9 pages long. It goes for 69 cents on my book site. My love bite should hit the internet book shelves shortly, and I"m close to finishing my Graduate work in Library Science, with a concentration on the Special Libraries from Law, Health, Entertainment, Business, and University Libraries. I have another blog called, Library Institutions. It was for my Foundation course with Debra Slone. I go to the University of South Florida. I was taught by Dr. Naomi Yavneh, Dr. Gaggi, and I know more about the human experience and the development of history through the "human experience". I also know about how to put my "own opinion" about a subject why I write, imposing my impression of history. For instance, my youtube videos which is my Digital Library Link I do things that challenge the every day authority figures, cause people claim there is the end of the world due to religious beliefs, but if you ever took a humanities you would realize that every single generation talked about the end of the world, worshipped many different kind of "single Gods" many "gods", and its a never ending cycle. There has always been hate, there has always been misgivings, and there has always been hatred towards those who don't "understand" the "truth" behind the reasons of why "God" does not intervine.

I'm Jewish, and a Conservative at that. I don't know what your teachings teach, but we Believe in Aliens, We believe in redemtion, (so do Catholics), we believe in many of the things that other's don't.

I know you think I"m crazy, but I"m just an educated bloke that knows her stuff, by research and applying analytical thinking. I"m also kind, stubborn, and open to any possibility that comes along my desk.

Arielle Sag

Films, Movies, and History Accuracy

I am a humanities major. I write and learned to write with history as an accurate picture of how people live, eat, and survive in the period in which they live. I know about the religious strife, I know about how people dress, what they read, the art of the period, and I know that at the end of the day, it takes more then an outfit to place a person in the right period. A period piece, whether or not its a "fun movie" or a "political drama" or a "historical epic" there needs to be attention to detail, and there needs to be more attention to detail. I am a MLS major, and I plan on hiring myself out for people who need to get research on films so that their facts are straight. I was a humanities major, and my specialities is the Baroque Period to the Ancient Classical Period, or more over Egyptian History, and Greek History. Most of my classes during my undergraduate experience was classical classes taught by Nikki Kantizos. I learned a lot about history from her, and I took as many classes as I could. I wrote a screenplay on the historical accuracy behind the Maccabees, not from the book the Maccabees. Anyway, I thought I'd put my two sense into films, their movies, and what they do in historical epics.

Indiana Jones 3. My Review and Thoughts on History of South American Indians

I saw the movie Indiana Jones 3. I thought it was a fun movie. I know where they got the archeology plot from, cause I know what the latest idea of the wearabouts of where the Incas, Mayas, and Aztec's came from. I learned that in a humanities class by a side way thought, but the only thing is in that year they put that theory, it never existed. So that was wrong. As a historian perspective on the FBI, that was right. They probably would of locked Jones up in jail over that instead of letting him go, and he would of attributed a file in his name. I think it was mocking society as in saying, "your office and paper work was ransaked." cause that happens today, but the FBI had a search warrent. It's how things are suppose to happen. It happened in the 50's with the scare of the "reds", were in the same day of age, except with "terrorist". Anyway that's my two sense in this Indiana Jone's movie.


My tip to people who use history, do your research before placing thoughts of theories people believed about theories and societies, cause its hard to know where they came from, but I know the alien theory didn't come until the 80's.

Thanks
Arielle Sag

Looking for Company Partners

Hey! I'm looking for Investors for this TV Pilot. I'm looking for contributions of 50,000 each, and I'm also looking for individuals willing to break into the business. We will film on hand held HD Cameras, use a 15,000 Apple Computer for editting (which we will need to purchase) with Final Cut Pro 2, and with special fx software. I have a lawyer in mind for this pilot, or if someone wants to sign on for credit for their law firm. The special effect scenes will be taken out, and we are only going to show after shots.

I want to distribute this series onto ITUNES, and publish the series on DVD and put it on LULU Distrusting company as a DVD file.. This will be the first in a series.

I'm going for a budget of 150,000. I need a producer and line producer to help come up with a budget, and keep to budget in check. I'm going to shoot in Ocala, Florida. I don't know when yet, the time is not certain.

If you are a FSU film student, Full Sail Student, or Film Student in general, I can't guarentee union rates, but I will pay for meals, gas, hotels, and insurance costs.

If your a production company and want to be in, you can but no one takes me seriously in the business, so I'm going to make my own movies and series.

A bit about me

Hey folks. I don't own any of these characters, but I'm creating my own Star Wars movie in fiction, and I don't mean to step on any toes. I just like the character Kyp, Luke, Mara, Calista, and I created Kim, Katie, and Danielle when I was 19. This is the future based off the original story line, with a few characters from books that are probably out of print. In this blog, I included the last part of chapter 4, :).

“You mean literally?” Luke asked worried. She shook her head.

“Edwin kills them all. Kyp almost died cause of me…” Luke again touched her with the force. This time she blocked him.

“I didn’t know Kyp was capable of love.” She raised an eyebrow.

“There is a lot about the dark side no one knows about. I need to get to where he is, and if you want to be included in this, I need your word you won’t fight.” Again she wondered what was reaching out to her, it was a blanket of darkness.

“Danielle, its me Kyp. I had to tell Luke what I found out, he deserved to know. I want to meet you on Tattoonie, cause I don’t think this clunker can make it to Naboo or anywhere. “

Okay, don’t get caught in the pully. I’ll meet you there.

Chapter 4. Father Figure? Any? Star Wars Fanfiction

I DO NOT OWN THESE CHARACTERS. I just borrow them, add my own, and create a world where you loose yourself in, and I hope you like what your reading. Thanks Arielle Sag.

Chapter 4

Danielle noticed her communication device go red, as in indicating she had another person coming in. She decided to feel who it was, and cursed under her breath. It was Luke, how he got this number, she didn’t know.

“Kyp, I think their grandfather needs to take Kim and Katie somewhere safe like Coruscont, and you hook up with me.” There was a pause. “ I need to take this message, it looks like Luke got my number after all.”

“He is worried that’s all. Trust him, but you’re not going to Naboo alone. I won’t let you.” Danielle smiled.

“Thanks Kyp. Pick a place and let me know where you’re going.” Danielle hit it off, and switched over. His imaged came up, and her wounds were healed.

--

Kyp turned to Katie and Kim and their grandfather.

“Looks like you get to come for the ride. Do any of you know how to use the Force?” He went to the cock pit, and pulled them out of space. He had to think about what he learned, what was happening, and if she just lied to him, then she found out something and she was getting into trouble. He turned the ship around, and punched the coordinates for the place he was just at. He knew where she was going, and he would not let her go back alone.

--

Aaron was laughing his head off, but he was also worried. Kyp was not a man to mess with. He was dark, and he was dark. A war was brewing, and Edwin didn’t appreciate Danielle training other people to use the dark side as an instrument of good. He was on Naboo, the whole planet was being changed into a big trap. He had no idea if it would work. It was a slave camp here filled with children, and they were working on building their fighters, and their weapons. It was sick, he agreed. But, it was just recently they did it here. No one would know, and Aaron had to get her on the planet. After all, Aaron made that ship, he knew how to stop it. Poor sister, she’ll show up.

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“You look like hell…I need to ask you something Danielle…something personal.” Danielle looked at the screen with her face still healing up. He seemed concerned and shocked, but he must be upset about something Kyp told him.

“Look, I don’t talk about it. It’s not your fault, and I don’t remember anything but bits and pieces. All I know is there is a growing darkness around me, and it’s my heart. I’m not sure what it means either. I have to go to Naboo. That letter wasn’t lying.” Luke must of reached out with the force to feel her state of mind, and this time she did not stop him. He touched her brain, and seemed to feel her body.

“You’re injured. How can you walk around injured like that? But if you are my daughter why didn’t you come to me sooner.” Danielle blinked not tears, but frustration that he could find those memories, those emotions, and those very reasons why she stays away from Luke. She was not like him. She was dark.

“When I heal, it works opposite then with light Jedi. It injures me. I can’t come to you Luke. I can’t call you father either cause I was a scientific experiment to help an old Lord fight for the galaxy once again. I got away when I was eleven, and those injuries never healed. I have to take care of my own problems. I don’t trust myself in the real world, I get angry quickly, and I can kill. I know how to kill, and I know how to make life.” Luke must of turned up the volume.

“Who did this to you?” She was surprised at the anger in his voice.

“His name is Edwin Skywalker. He’s related to Vader’s mother’s brother. That’s all I know. He isn’t strong, just sick and smart. He wants to bring back the Emperor. But he can’t do it without me. I also have a twin. His name is Aaron. He’s just like me, but has no care for life. But he can’t bring back life.” Luke seemed distracted.

“Where are you going?”

“To meet up with Kyp. I know where Edwin is, but he has another dark jedi lord name Scott. He raised me till five with everything dark…”

“Please, it’s not necessary to tell me the whole thing. I saw it in your memories.” He was calm now.

“How many dark Jedi are there?” Danielle tried to think.

“I know he’s building a dark academy on Naboo, and he is more concerned with being prepared to battle me, or try to kill everyone that I find happiness with. Every one I touch dies.”

Chapter 3. Hold On Tight.

Chapter 3

Luke was in his X-Wing fueling up. He was impatience, and he was waiting for permission to launch. Mara Jade was in bed, being checked over the best doctors to see what she did. If she did make it worse, there would be hell to pay.

“You sure you don’t want to take the Falcon or the Jade Saber?” His transmitter went off.

“I’m positive Leia, I gather you’re going to find the information?”

“Yes, the doctor doesn’t know what happened to her, the illness is gone. Luke, I’m scared. If she can heal that, what else can she do? She is wanted, and that was supposed to be a trap for her, and she is gone. If we can’t stop her…”

“Look Leia, I wasn’t prepared for what she did. She was concentrating on it the whole time and hiding it at the same time, usually I feel the attack coming.”

“That’s what Mara said. What if there really is a trade deal? I never told him to write a letter by hand. And I talked to him, and he said the letter was bogus. He wouldn’t even know how to trust a girl with his daughter’s life.” Luke didn’t know about that.

“The Senate is up in arms about this Bounty Hunter being able to get through the shields without them going down.” Luke’s eyes widened, but he heard R2D2 twitter.

“Hold on a sec Leia, R2D2 is saying something. I don’t believe you R2, there is no such thing as a ship made to go through a sun.” Leia was still on the other end.

“Luke, do you think that is why she ran? Because of the ship?”

“I don’t know why she ran, but I’m going to find out. She will know now there is nothing going on Naboo. I know. Too bad Yoda isn’t here, he’d know what to do. Or how about Obi Wan…”

--

Kim was all excited, they were going to Naboo. She couldn’t really wait much longer, but she had to. She missed Danielle, and wished she could be on her mission with her. They really were bounty hunters too, but they really did rescue missions together. Her communication went off in the back. She went to her communication. Katie was sleeping along with her grandfather. She was selected to watch the flight.

“Katie? Kim? This is Danielle.” They didn’t have a screen, for their ship was really old. But there was a communication device.

“Danielle! Hey! What’s up?”

“I need you to pick up a friend of mine. His name is Kyp Durin. He should be close to where you are located. He’s in that part of the galaxy. I found out my job is a trade deal, and I need help. I almost got captured by the Republic, and they are all after me.” Kim didn’t want to flip out, but she almost had a heart attack.

“Don’t call this line again.” The communication was turned off, and Kim looked to see who did it. It was her grandfather.

“Hey! She needs our help, we can’t let her die.” She opened the communication again, and she saw Katie come out. Kim was pissed.

--

Kip Durin was running for his life. He was being trailed by storm troopers. He told Danielle that something wasn’t right, and that he felt like someone was on his tail. He needed a ship, his was broken, and fell straight out of the sky. He was lucky to make it in one piece. His light saber was in pieces, and all he had was the force, for which, he was using left and right. He had to try that technique Danielle uses to hide her identity. He focused his attention on his energy, and pulled all the energy inside, he heard the footsteps stop. He had a feeling that this was beyond them, and they needed Luke Skywalker now. This was no funny business that was going on, and he didn’t like being hunted down.

“Kyp!” Kyp looked up. There was a ship in the air with that kid she hangs around, what’s her name, Kim. But he didn’t care, he used the force to jump, and soon he was inside. The gangplank going up slowly and the ship slowly rising in the air, Kim was right next to him.

“We almost couldn’t find you, but I used the force to find you. Are you okay?” She must of saw the cut on his face, the scar on his side, and the blood dripping. This was not a good day.

“All I know is she can’t go to Naboo alone.” Kim laughed.

“She knows that.”

“Kim!!!!!” It was their grandfather. Kyp was fast, he was on his feet and in the cockpit. He knew how to fly better than this grandfather.

In the sky, there were ships at least 3 star destroyers, and they were sending out not t-fighters but some new kind of fighter, looked like an x-wing, but it was black.

“Woa I feel dark energy. Let’s get into hyperspace and quick.” Kyp was avoiding them, and the shots were missing the ship. He was flying this ship as fast as it would go. Such a clunker, but at least it got him away from his trap. He hit the button to where he didn’t know, but soon the ship jumped into hyperspace, and no one got injured.

“It’s great to have a knight on board that knows what they are doing. They were flying all over the place.” This must be that grandfather Danielle talked about.

“We did no different then what he was doing Grandpa.” Kyp hoped this thing had a communication device.

“Can I use your communication device?” He smiled.

“I have Danielle on the line!” It must be Katie, Kyp thought. These kids are too young for this. He was lucky to find Danielle alive the last time he ran into her. A Dark Jedi by the name of Aaaron had been torturing her, and she was barely alive. She was left for dead. Kyp knew nothing about healing, but took her to a friend who healed her. Originally, he went searching for her for her ransom money. But it didn’t turn out. She is a real sweetheart, but man does her temper rival Luke’s. She just keeps it in better control. She is lighter then she’s ever been, but if she get’s anywhere near those guys again, they could turn her back.

“I’ll be right there.” He went back and wanted to cry. How old is this ship anyway? It reminded him of the Falcon.

“Danielle, we can’t do this alone. I was hunted down, my ship was shot out of the sky, and who ever was hunting me almost caught me. I don’t think it’s safe out there for Jedi, and if I tell Luke, he might want to know what’s going on.” Kyp was being honest. There was a pause on the other end. The whole team was in the room.

“I don’t know Kyp, they almost put me in Jail.” Kyp flipped out.

“Jail? How did that happen? You didn’t mention that in the communication.” There was a pause. He knew if she went into Jail, she would disappear with that ransom on her head.

“I’ll tell you later. Why don’t you call Luke, if you think that is important. All I know is I don’t know what in the heck is going on with this kid, if it was a set up, if there is really a trap, or what. But I have to go there.”

“There is three way communications on this ship.” The grandfather interrupted.

“I’ll listen but not say anything.” Kyp sighed.

“Come now, you are on the most dangerous ship in the world, and the only person that can stop you is Luke Skywalker, and I don’t know what went down, but if you keep this up, they will get you. You and I both know if they are after me, its cause I saved your life once. Your friends were on that same list. If Luke tries to save your life, and goes to Naboo after you, then he will also be in the line of fire.” She just breathed on the other end.

“Are you okay? Don’t tell me you’re doing premonitions again, they won’t get you again. I promise.” She didn’t say anything for a second.

“I’m waiting for you to call Luke.” He wondered what happened. She must of thought of something. He punched the number for Luke’s X-Wing first. There was a buzz sound, but finally someone picked up.

“Luke here.”

“Luke its me Kyp.” There was a pause as if he must of surprised the hell out of him.

“Kyp… how do I know this is Kyp.”

“Trust me its Kyp.” His audience said in the background at the same time, besides Danielle.

“Where are you?” Kyp actually felt relieved talking to Luke. He was the best man to involve in this plot, he had no paranoia, and he trusted his instincts better than any other Jedi.

“I’m in the outer rim somewhere, I was going to hook up with Danielle S…, shit.” He heard Danielle curse on the other side.

“Is Danielle with you too? How can I trust you Kyp, she is a Bounty Hunter, and I think just saved and gave my wife the chance at ever having kids.” Kyp knew Mara, and he knew of her disorder, it can’t be cured.

“Danielle how in the hell did you cure it?” This time Kyp had to ask Danielle. There was a loud snort on the phone.

“Don’t get distracted Kyp, I was doing her a favor. I know how to heal, remember?” Kyp had to think, then he remembered finding her, and watching her wounds heal up. Of course, she couldn’t do it by herself.

“Danielle…this is Luke. You know there is no trap in Naboo.” Kyp flipped out.

“You’re telling me Luke you planned on putting her in jail?”

“Look Kyp, you’re not helping things. So knock it off. And what did you mean by S…you were saying Sk….” Shit, he thought to himself.

Suddenly the line was quiet on Danielle’s side, and he was about to say he found out who she was, when there was a loud bang, thud, and a dead line.

“Danielle..Shit…?” This didn’t come from Luke, it was Kyp. He couldn’t help it. He felt compelled to keep her safe.

“Let me contact her, Kyp.” Kyp wasn’t sure about that.

“She could of shut it off herself you know. She has a nasty temper.” He thought, reminding me of you. Too bad I can’t say anything.

--

Danielle banged her head against the opposite side of the ship. The shipped was pulled out of hyperspace. She flipped out, and ran to the cockpit. She put up her shields, and before she knew what was happening, a beam hit her, and the shipped rocked. The shipped was caught. She decided to get the beam off of her, and tried her best by moving the ship left and right. She was going backwards. Her intercom went off.

“Well hello sis. Nice to see you again.” Shit. The voice sounded familiar. She couldn’t place it.

“Nice to know you remember me. Who the hell are you?” She reached out with the force to try to unblock all the blocks in her brain. After all, she had amesia. That slip by Kyp helped her somewhat. Kyp after all was the one that found her, clothed, and left for dead on Tatoonie in the sun, barely hydrated enough to even recognize the difference between a guy and a girl. She owed Kyp her life.

“Nice to know you think you have me.” She turned on the secret weapon, and suddenly she was free from the beam. She flew the ship forward, and she felt a wave of darkness come over her, it ripped through her clothes, through her body, and soon all the healing that had been done which had been recently was coming undone. She didn’t know where this man was, or how he managed to pull her out of space but she cried out loud….

“Danielle?” The voice from the back stated. Her communication went off at it was Kyp.

“I can’t talk right now, I’m busy.” She closed her eyes, and let her droid fly the ship back into space. She had some power over this man, but not a lot. She saw a planet, and she heard Q twirp, he had the location in his system, and they were back in hyperspace.

She got up from her chair, and she saw the blood. There wasn’t many people who could do that, and now she would have to meditate on this, but first she had to talk to Kyp.

“Kyp, did you find out my last name?” She went into the back, thanking goodness there was no images. He would see the scars reopened, and her shutting them back up.

“That’s not important, what in the hell happened?”

“We must be in the same region, cause I feel your presence is close. I think we need to go to Naboo. I think I got a warning.”

Chapter 4

Danielle noticed her communication device go red, as in indicating she had another person coming in. She decided to feel who it was, and cursed under her breath. It was Luke, how he got this number, she didn’t know.

“Kyp, I think their grandfather needs to take Kim and Katie somewhere safe like Coruscont, and you hook up with me.” There was a pause. “ I need to take this message, it looks like Luke got my number after all.”

“He is worried that’s all. Trust him, but you’re not going to Naboo alone. I won’t let you.” Danielle smiled.

“Thanks Kyp. Pick a place and let me know where you’re going.” Danielle hit it off, and switched over. His imaged came up, and her wounds were healed.

--

Kyp turned to Katie and Kim and their grandfather.

“Looks like you get to come for the ride. Do any of you know how to use the Force?” He went to the cock pit, and pulled them out of space. He had to think about what he learned, what was happening, and if she just lied to him, then she found out something and she was getting into trouble. He turned the ship around, and punched the coordinates for the place he was just at. He knew where she was going, and he would not let her go back alone.

--

Star Wars Fanfiction. Whole New Plot Line From Novels

Hey. I am posting chapter two in this blog, its only 2 pages, and if you want to read the whole thing, you will have to go to my fanfiction site on this site, in the links. its http://www.fanfiction.net/~warriorasag82

It's called, a New Dark Jedi Arisis. Can't go into the plot line, but from this I hope you will like my fanfiction work. :)

Danielle stood in front of Mara and Luke knowing that she had to hide her identity, and she had to do her best not to get in trouble. She had a life on the line, a trade deal, and baggage to make sure didn’t die. Luke should know better than to bring someone sick along.

--

Luke was standing on the flight deck on Coruscant, and Mara was next to him. He was looking at Danielle, but was that her real name? He saw her business card, it just said Danielle the Bounty Hunter. But what was her real name? He knew she was lying through her teeth about her name, and he was scared that she could hide her strength. He didn’t even know that trick. He didn’t know a lot of what she did. What and how can it be possible to hide one’s strength? How powerful was she, and her hair was so dark black that it made him wonder if it was her real color.

“Will you stop looking at me like that?” Luke felt Mara’s intentions, and before he could stop her, she had her light saber out, and trained it on her neck. Danielle looked at the light saber on her neck, then Luke decided maybe she should be put into jail. She could be dark, and he was thinking with his emotions, not about the Order. If she did run into Kyp, and she did kill him or he works for her, she could be the same as the Emperor, and who knows, maybe it’s a trap for himself. He took out his light saber to trained it on her neck.

“Aren’t you trusting.” She said sarcastically, but he didn’t realize the reaction was light, cause there wasn’t anger in that, but only sadness.

“You are sick Mara…I could heal you if you want?” Danielle stated to her. Mara’s anger sparked.

“I’m not sick. Bugged off. Drop that light saber.” Danielle didn’t seem scared, and she didn’t seem upset. She dropped her light saber, and she waved a hand. The plank went up, and he heard a lock. The ship went invisible, and Luke knew whatever she was planning on doing, her ship would not go in custody of the Republic. The engines roared, and up it went into the sky, with Danielle bellow with two light sabers at her neck.

“Did you get her Mara?” This time it was Leia walking up with guardsmen. Danielle looked around her, and he saw her eyes darting. She was obviously thinking of a way out. Luke didn’t know her strength, but he decided to take a chance and grabbed her arm. Danielle quickly ripped away, and in a matter of seconds despite the fact the raw power that ran through his system that went straight to his brain, he went black.

--

Danielle didn’t want to hurt them, but she didn’t want to go to jail either. Her friends were going Naboo, and a deal was in the works. It was a trap, that damn letter of acceptance, and they were running into it, so she would have no way out. She disliked Walic. She saw Mara Jade’s body twitching, and she felt her pain as she was out. She knew Luke would wake up fast, but she had to do something for Mara. She felt her pain, and she wanted her to be able to have children.

She walked over to Mara and knelt down. She put a hand over her heart, and closed her eyes. Her hand turned a blue color, then pick, and the red of blood that was abnormal changed to normal, and the twitching stopped, and she heard a groan from behind. She didn’t take long. She stood up, and she waited till the shield went down, R2D2 she forced out, and jumped into the gangplank. She thought this would be a hard mission with three Jedi, but now she had to do it alone. She had to rescue 3 people, and she knew that she would need ammunition. If that meant calling in Kyp Durin, she will do that. She needed someone, and perhaps he would come to her aid.

“Ugh” She was already in the sky, and the plank was shutting. She looked down, and Luke was by Mara side. She could tell by his expression that he thought she killed her, but she knew that reason was she was still and not twitching. She had a lot of raw power that she controlled on a regular basis, but she couldn’t be caught today. She had a trade deal to work out on, and she was starting to realize including the Republic was not a good idea. He did look in the air, her invisible cloak was on. He reached out with the force, but she used her energy to stop him. He was holding Mara in his arms, and crying. She was out of it, she didn’t realize how hard she hit them, but all she knew was she had to hit them in order to get away. Leia was now awake, and she was pointing at the sky. But by then, she was gone. ….

--

Leia ran over to Mara as Luke was holding her close. Mara snapped awake. Luke and Leia did the same thing and looked in the sky.

“Luke, what did she do?” Luke put Mara down.

“I don’t know but I’m going to take my X-Wing and follow her. Mara needs to find out all the information she can find on her, she is way too strong and practiced to be a Jedi Knight, which is probably why she wears black. If she is going for a trade, I’m not going to let her do it. There’s no way.”

First page of Private Investigator

Book 1 is different then the movie, but if a company rather go along this plot line, that is cool too. If you scroll down, I have parts of the book here, but I copied and pasted the whole things, so you don't have to read through the other posts. The pilot is near the bottom, or on the next page. I have tons of posts on this blog. If you ever want updates on books, listings, and information. I don't and won't post too much on IMDB pro too much, except if I sell something or people look at my work on Inktip. But its easy to find me on IMDB pro, then go to my links, and find the information for the books listed here for you to read in full print but on the computer at fictionpress. But the links are here too. I"m not famous and make tons of money, but I have a fan base. Who knows? My work one day might be on TV! but that's not my dream, I just get tired of watching the same old on tv, I like mysteries, intellectual shows, and I like posing questions to my audience to ponder, and to ask questions to get them to look at themselves and to change themselves, and to look at their community, and start demanding better tv! even if its not my show, at least as a viewer, start some sort of email system.

Okay here is the first page of Private Investigator

Chapter One

The Beginning to the Ending of Her Career

The balloon busted, the float was flat, and all Emily Smith could think about is the fact that she quit her old job, she started her own company, and all she had were memories of the past that would not fade. This was the first day on the job, the first day of her life as a Private Investigator, and not an FBI agent. Why does it always have to be this way? Why do I always have memories of the past, why can’t I have good memories? Shit, memories fly by and memories do fade, but how can I go on if…

The phone rang. She was in her office she had opened in the middle of Washington D.C. strait in front of the F.B.I. office. It was a nice day, hot and muggy afternoon. It was late July, and summer was in full swing. Kids were out. Murderers were on the street. People were being mugged. People were drowning in their swimming pools. People were being robbed. People were being cheated on. And her boyfriend was halfway around the world breaking and entering in someone’s house, her best friend worked in top secret locations, and Emily Smith was just about to answer a phone call that she hoped wasn’t her old boss. Then again, she could be looking at the law suits that happen when dealing with the law, and where the law doesn’t protect you anymore.

“Emily Smith, Private Investigator’s Office in Downtown D.C., how can I help you?” There was dead pause on the other end. A pause, an ending, and a what she would called fear from rejection. That was why she sat right in front of the FBI department cause there were just some cases that the FBI did not deal with, that now being solo, she had more leeway into what she could do and what she couldn’t do.

“Hello?” Emily tried again in the phone. There was hard breathing, and she could tell whoever it was, was scared.

“Do you want to just breathe into the phone, I take on all the same cases that the FBI should be taking, and I take on Police cases, and I take on petty cases. If you want my credentials, I can give them to you.” There was just heavy breathing on the phone.

First Episode Summary

Here is the first episode summary. It's 26 pages, unlike x-files about the government trying to cover up the conspiracy, there is no answer to the abduction, the people don't remember faces, and despite the fact that Emily Smith is an avid star wars fanatic, she doesn't believe in x-files, she doesn't believe in aliens on other planets, and when she gets to her location, its in savannah, Georgia. A father comes to her for an abduction case, there is thrilling scenes as there are flash backs. There are minimum characters or extras, and minimum scenes. Cheep to film. She goes to the site, and the police department doesn't want to let her see the file of the case, and the father thinks his wife is crazy for thinking it was aliens, despite the fact her ceiling was ripped open, doors flung open, and she only got a bloody head and a sore neck. There are bikes put into tied knots, and pools without water, with toys all over the lawn. The police department is a bit prejudice it seems at first, but its out of their league, but they don't want attention from the press. Emily uses two guns one on her hip, and one in her boot. She uses her friend in the military to get information, and if someone wants to add mulder anywhere into the script that's fine, but SMITH IS NOT DANA SCULLY. she is a different character. Anything else, come to me, and I'll send you the file through the internet. Just email me, trust me, i'm easy to deal with.

Desiree and Egypt Excerpt

Here is the first page excerpt. Needless I say more. Email me at Arielle@ariellescreenplayproductions.com for more information.

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Chapter One

Straight Off The Boat

Desiree stood with her hair tied back in a braid. Alone, scared, and knowing what she had done to get where she was. Her horse was gone. She carried her gear, which was just a bag of rations, and a sword on her back. She wore leather skin tunic, and pants. She wore sandals. She sold everything that was precious to her, just to get enough money to escape the horror that lied behind her. She looked at the sky, not a hint of a cloud or a drop of rain. There was however a hot breeze. She gathered that is what happened in the desert. She won’t find comfort here as a warrior women. She did her share of farming and that had gotten old to her. It was very old, and tiring to think of her life up until this point. But she would have no thoughts of the past, that was the past and that is where it would stay.

Now where did she go? She had some coins left from her sale of her horse alone to pay for a room at a luxury inn. She however planned on rationing the money, and buying her some sort of transportation in the desert. She needed a replacement horse. She was now seventeen and felt thirty-five in experiences.

“You look lost.” She blinked. Some sailor approached her. He looked in his twenties.

“Yes, I’m trying to figure out where to stay. Do you know where the best place would be?” She had the ration bag swung over her shoulder. She needed a pouch around the waist. That was another investment she should be looking for.

Love Bite Snib Bit

I decided to post a snib bit from my book Love Bite, posted on LULU to be purchased now. Its 140 pages, and its the first in a series of Vampire Books. :) I decided to post the first page this time. The whole book can be purchased or downloaded from Lulu, and if you want to option it. I'm up for it. I might try to see if I can find someone interested in helping me produce this tv-pilot, and submit it to stations for possible distribution deals. Or you can buy it off me. Anyway, here is the post. Its a bit long, so be aware.

Chapter One

The rain pounded down on the empty road ahead. There was lighting and crashing of thunder. All Beth Anne could hope for is to find shelter for the night. The nightmares would of course come later when they reached their destination. She was alone. She rode in her carriage with the driver she hoped would get her to the visible shelter ahead. She hoped they would reach there in one piece and that he wouldn’t turn around. She paid him enough to get her to her destination safely.

They saw the castle in the distance. They saw it during the daylight. They were lost and thought they could find shelter in the night. But then, it had to rain and be so pitch black dark that there was no hope in knowing if they picked the right road. Or more over, did her driver pick the right road. He wasn’t the smartest person. All Beth Anne wanted was a place to rest her head and someplace to get away from people like her driver. She was lucky he put money ahead of his duty. She was lucky she wasn’t dead.

“We are almost there! I see the gates! They are opening!” The driver yelled at her. Beth Anne tried to look out her window. She saw the castle and the gates, which were opening. In a few minutes they would be inside. She hoped the owner was kind and wouldn’t turn them away. That would defeat the whole purpose of picking this direction.

The pounding of the horses’ hooves couldn’t even be heard above the thunder. Her driver must be soaked and angry now. She would have to give him the rest of her money for what happened. That meant she was now broke. She had no money left. How much longer can she run? She wanted to run until she felt safe and she didn’t feel safe even being lost and near a castle so mysteriously absent from society.

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