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The
artwork is also suitable for use in "Jimmy Watson's Magic
Dinobot."
A proposed network TV serialization, about boy who saves his paper round
money to buy himself a robot for Christmas. Then, when assembled, it
come to life, to become his friend. ARTWORK
- Somewhat better than the huge ants in "Them," but perhaps not as good as
the CGI in Antman. Now a
museum
exhibit in Sussex, England.
The artwork is based on an Australian Bulldog
ant.
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TUNNEL
COMPLEX
CHAPTER
3: GOLD RUSH
The vast, indifferent white of the continent seemed to stretch to infinity. The howl of the katabatic winds was a constant, mind-numbing presence, a primal sound that defined a landscape in flux. Beneath that scream, the ice groaned and cracked with an increasing frequency, the undeniable sounds of a continent in retreat. Dark fissures in the surface grew wider, and
rivers of newly melted water carved temporary, shimmering paths where none had existed before. The subtle signs of a thaw were now undeniable, a silent countdown to a new kind of war.
The New Gold Rush
On one side of the vast wilderness, a Swedish expedition had established a compact, rugged base. It was high-tech but with a utilitarian, almost Viking-esque aesthetic—a fortress built against the worst the world could offer.
Bjorn
Atlas, a man whose powerful build was a testament to a life of hard work, barked orders in a voice that cut through the wind. His eyes, glinting with fierce determination, saw only the prize ahead. He moved with a reckless energy, helping his team load supplies onto a tracked vehicle.
Beside him, Sven
Johansson, thinner with an intense gaze, hunched over a complex GPS array, shivering despite his thick parka. Sven was a thinker, not a brawler. He muttered mostly to himself. "You realize this place is going to kill us before we get a damn thing out of it."
Bjorn just grinned, his teeth gleaming beneath his frost-crusted brows, a flash of pure, unapologetic ambition. "That's what makes it a prize worth taking." He clapped Sven on the shoulder, a brutal, bone-jarring clap that made the smaller man wince.
A larger, more established base nearby was a symbol of a different kind of power. Flags from Canada and the US rippled in the wind, and the entire setup exuded disciplined professionalism.
Cathy
Carter, a woman in her forties with the quiet authority of someone who'd seen too much, stood with three veteran Arctic explorers. Their faces were etched with scars from places where the cold didn't just cut, but gutted you. Cathy pulled her thermal hood tight, studying the shifting ice through her high-powered binoculars. Her brow furrowed.
"There's movement," she murmured, a low, unsettling whisper.
One of her men, grizzled and in his mid-fifties, chuckled, his breath pluming in the frigid air. "Ice moves, Captain."
Cathy lowered her binoculars, her gaze distant, sensing something fundamentally wrong. "No," she murmured, half to herself. "Not like that." The shift was too organized, too deliberate. The ice was retreating, yes, but something was guiding it.
The Chinese base was a gleaming, state-of-the-art facility, a stark contrast to the slightly worn American stations. It was a silent, unyielding image of a power in transition.
Lin Po
Chang, a man impossibly young for his position, elegantly dressed in tailored arctic gear, possessed a quiet intensity in his eyes that belied his age. He traced a finger along the ancient, weathered rock face of a newly exposed tunnel network, two silent henchmen, built like brick walls, standing impassively behind him.
Lin exhaled. His breath curled into a perfect white plume. "They were here."
One of the henchmen, his voice a low rumble, asked, "Who?"
Lin’s smile was sharp as broken ice. Cold, predatory. He looked into the dark maw of the tunnel, a quiet hum emanating from deep within. "Not who," he said. "What."
Three distinct trails of vehicles stretched across the vast, ice-covered landscape, each one a different nation's hope, a different corporation's ambition. They were converging, a silent, desperate race for something buried beneath the frost. The sheer scale of the continent dwarfed them all, rendering their technological marvels and human ambition insignificant against its immense power.
Inside Cathy's mobile command unit, she studied a detailed holographic map of the tunnel complex. New sensor data overlaid it, showing deeper, more intricate sections.
"Reports are coming in. Geological. Seismic," a veteran's voice said, sounding unnerved. "This isn't natural."
"No," Cathy said quietly, her eyes fixed on the map. "It’s too... deliberate."
The landscape changed again. Not just from melting glaciers, but from human activity. Massive drills pierced the ice, scarring the pristine white. Temporary landing strips appeared as the continent was no longer a neutral zone. It was a battleground. In the background of one shot, the rusting skeletal structure of a long-abandoned American research outpost loomed, while in the foreground, a sleek, new Chinese icebreaker, larger than anything on the horizon, carved through the ice.
This wasn't about treaties anymore. This was a gold rush.
In his private quarters, Lin Po Chang sat before a single monitor. The room was minimalist, functional, a perfect representation of his singular focus. The monitor displayed complex biological schematics alongside ancient paleontological diagrams of arthropod evolution. He traced a diagram of a prehistoric insectoid jawbone—the very one from the leaked data. He wasn't just a businessman after minerals. He was a paleontologist. He knew. He had theorized. He knew what lay beneath the frost long before the world cared enough to look.
He wasn't after a gold rush. He was after something living. Something far older than humanity.
The entrances to the newly revealed tunnel complex now bustled with activity. Lights cut through the perpetual twilight, and teams in arctic gear moved in and out, setting up equipment. Bjorn Atlas's team was focused on securing the 'archaeological prize'—whatever immediately recognizable artifact or mineral deposit was visible. Cathy Carter's team was methodical, cautious, establishing a secure perimeter as her eyes constantly scanned the distant horizon, looking for threats not on a map.
Lin Po Chang stood at the mouth of the largest tunnel entrance, his two henchmen silent shadows behind him. He looked down into the dark abyss.
The ice was retreating, exposing secrets buried for millennia. Three expeditions, each driven by a different kind of greed, raced against time—and each other—to stake their claim before nature swallowed her
treasures again.
The shifting of alliances. The shifting of ice. Both were inevitable. Both were deadly.
The humming from within the tunnel grew, almost imperceptibly at first, then a low, resonant thrum that vibrated through the very ground.
And this time, Antarctica wasn’t just giving up her ghosts. She was releasing something that had never learned how to die.
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UN
CALL FOR JOHN STORM
A
startling discovery in the ice, sharp jaws protruding from a block of
solid ice.
Genre: Sci-Fi Horror Setting: Antarctica – Present Day Tone: Cold. Ruthless. Ancient.
SECTASAUR™
- SCENES (APPROX 5 MINS PER SCENE)
PART
1
CHAPTER
1: US ARKTOS 1838 EXPEDITION -
The ice melts at both poles revealing features on the land not seen for
thousands of years. A converted Frigate, the US Arktos is discovered at the South Pole locked into melting
ice, then freed.
CHAPTER 2: TUNNEL COMPLEX - Discovery of a labyrinth of tunnels beneath the ice, dated by scientists to be
many millions of years old, is leaked to Jill Bird, BBC world service,
via Sky news and Discovery Channel. Supporting John Cleves Symmes theory
of 1818.
CHAPTER 3: GOLD RUSH - Three expeditions launched by competing concerns, Swedish,
Multinational & Cathy Carter, backed by the
CIA.
The third funded by Chinese, Lin Po
Chang. Land grab for mineral rights and archaeological exclusivity,
prehistoric insect DNA.
CHAPTER 4:
U.N. CALL FOR JOHN STORM - MI6 and the
UN
decide to send in John
Storm and the Elizabeth Swan. Dan Hawk and
Charley Temple
speed from the
Southern Ocean to the Weddell Sea and there to Deception Island, an extinct volcano.
CHAPTER
5: IT'S MURDER ON THE ICE - Several fatal accidents occur in quick succession, then an egg clutch is discovered in a section of a tunnel.
Chang eliminates the remaining opposition. Then nurtures one thawed
egg through a simulated incubation.
CHAPTER 6:
BOUND FOR ENGLAND - The creature is smuggled aboard Ice Patrol survey vessel
'KoolArctic' bound for England, eats two crew members. Second mate on KoolArctic reports the chaos aboard
vessel to the British Admiralty, abandons ship.
CHAPTER
7: BASECAMP - John's team set up camp onshore, locate the excavation site,
using the 'Ark' (a DNA database) Storm finds dead explorers & uncovers disturbing new evidence to support
theory that dinosaurs were not entirely wiped out by a
meteor striking the
earth.
PART
2
CHAPTER
8: WHEN DINOSAURS RULED THE EARTH - Confirmed, they
lived when dinosaurs ruled the earth. Dinosaurs starve in volcanic/asteroid
winter. Sectasaurs have higher
tolerance to freezing conditions, eat competition, then hibernate.
Suki Hall hypothesis merit worthy, supported scientific community.
CHAPTER 9: WORST FEARS CONFIRMED - From DNA analysis aboard
energy depleted Elizabeth
Swan, Storm estimates species grew to between 3-5 metres, warm blooded with
high tolerance to low temperatures. Team realize danger to humans, alert
MOD
& CIA to the danger.
John made Master
& Commander RN.
CHAPTER 10: -
ATLANTIC EXPRESS - Storm and crew head to England at high
speed, breaking record on hydrofoils. Sectasaur stows away on Atlantic
Express. Meanwhile Chang has landed in
Portsmouth.
CHAPTER 11: HAMPSHIRE - The giant prehistoric animal jumps ship,
feeds on New Forest ponies, gaining attention of Hampshire police, relayed to
MI6 and thence to John Storm.
CHAPTER 12:
BUCKLERS HARD - Storm heads up the Beaulieu River to Bucklers
Hard, following pony corpses toward a wooded area near Worts Gutter (Furzey Lane). Storm
calls military for backup. Chang heads to Buckler's Hard, and Worts
Gutter.
CHAPTER 13:
CAT & MOUSE - Storm and Temple
play cat and mouse with Sectasaur - when the giant insect came up from behind over the brow of a ravine and
knocks Charley nearly unconscious. Storm strikes the creature with an axe,
causing partial shock.
CHAPTER 14: FIRST AID - Charley and John patch creature's wound with antiseptic and bandages. The
giant insect feigns immobility. Understands dialogue between John and Charley is not aggressive or threatening,
and marks these two humans down as allies.
PART
3
CHAPTER 15: SECTASAUR RESCUES JOHN - John panics with axe.
Creature lashed out in reflex throwing John over a ledge. John at the mercy
of creature.
The huge insect puts itself at risk to pull John up to safety. Meanwhile government troops,
Territorial Army reservists are closing in.
CHAPTER 16: PUZZLING SITUATION - John dusts himself, while magnificent insect
cleans itself. John offers hand palm up to the creature. The animal
studies with both feelers, tickling him. John's heart pounding, at risk
of amputation, enjoying leap of faith. It understands and responds to
voice communication.
CHAPTER 17: ALL FRIENDS - Charley joins from bracken and saw the interaction between John and the insect.
She proffers her hand, the prehistoric insect smelled her all over with its antennae. Charley giggled at the
friendly touch. Temple shot in arm by troops, insect in head. Chang witnesses interchange.
CHAPTER 18: HOSTILE FIRE - Troops fire wounding animal. John & Charley both
leap in front of insect yelling to stop firing, but Charley is shot in the arm and
screams. The giant insect moves to protect them both from the gunfire,
taking more hits and another to the head. It collapsed, feelers limp.
Dead. Gone.
CHAPTER 19: ATTACK SUBSIDES - John and Charley shout as loud as they
can,
stopping firing. They reach insect. They raised its feelers, Charley and
John take one each, and the trio embraced for a minute, its antennae
were limp - there was no reviving it - tears, anger - it was gone. J&C
in shock for a moment.
CHAPTER
20: NO REMORSE - John & Charley anger welling up inside, tears
gave way to action. A rhinoceros soldier
is delighted at kill. "Yes," cried the soldier. "Yes," said John,
punching the trigger happy fool out. Up to that point other military thought they had saved
their lives. Chang is devastated at loss.
CHAPTER 21:
EPILOGUE & DEBRIEFING - John files a report with
the United
Nations and MI6, advising of a great loss to science.
Keep watching brief for any repeats, finds, missing links, etc. Watching
brief with increased security, military conflicts. Further investigations needed. Chang vows to return to Antarctica.
Charley
temple and John Storm - comfort the wounded Sectasaur
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