A little Self Indulgence

I have a bit of a love hate relationship with scripts. The ability to write long coversations with ease is invaluble but at the same time they do somewhat limit the ability to be descriptive of enviroments and actions. That said I have been mulling over for a while something I read years ago about it being important to create your own characters and make them your own and so my mind turned to how I would design a character in the same vain as horror classica such as Pinhead, Freddy Krueger, Jason Voorhees and the like. Now I’m not comparing my characters to greats like them because I think my invention is as good, just that they are the type of design and style I was looking to replicate.

INT. A BEDROOM.
A man sits at a desk, the only light coming from the computer
glowing computer monitor in front of him, he is naked except
for a pair of boxer shorts and as he scrolls through the list
of videos on the screen he licks his lips. One had controls
the mouse while the other slowly slips from where it had been
resting on his leg and creeps down the front of his shorts.
As a video plays he starts to rub his cock vigorously. On
screen a woman is dragged down a back alley by two men, her
blouse ripped violently off of her body. By the time the
second man gets his turn with the now broken and battered
woman the man at his desk has already spilt his seed and is
lounging on his chair looking satisfied, and glancing around
for tissues.
HIDDEN FIGURE
I trust that was what you wanted.
The man at the computer looks around in fear
MAN AT DESK
Who’s there? How did you get in
here
A figure steps from the shadows, unnaturally tall and thin it
is dressed in a bizarre black outfit so tight that even in
the dark its ribs can be seen through the material, strangely
pointed and sharp. It’s shoulders are adorned with a ragged
looking cloak and it wears boots up to its knees. On its head
is a cavalier hat complete with silver feather that shimmers
in the dark. The hat is tilted in such a way that the pointed
brim covers the figures eyes.
THE CAVALIER
My name is without importance, it
has long since been lost beneath
the sands of time, as for how I
entered, the door.
(thin, pale lips curl into
a smile beneath the
pointed hat)
MAN AT DESK
I’ve been here all night, I can see
that door and no body has been
through it.
THE CAVALIER
I did not say I used that door, I
used the door. But again, it is of
no importance.
MAN AT DESK
I don’t know who you are or what
drugs you’ve been taking, just get
out of my house now, I’m calling
the police.
THE CAVALIER
Call whoever you want, They won’t
hear you. I won’t allow them to.
MAN AT DESK
Look Just get out, I have a gun in
this desk here and I will use it
THE CAVALIER
(smirking again)
You have no such weapon, nor would
one aid you even if you did. I am
beyond threats from this world
MAN AT DESK
(becoming hysterical)
Look I don’t know what you want but
get out I really will call the
police
THE CAVALIER
And as I have told you, they will
not hear you. As for what I want, I
have come for you Anthony Rouse
ANTHONY
How do you know my name?
THE CAVALIER
How could I not know the name of
the man who called me.
ANTHONY
I don’t know you, I have never
called you. You won’t even tell me
who you are.
THE CAVALIER
Your mouth doesn’t need to summon
me, your actions are enough, I hope
that you enjoyed them, they may be
your last for a very long time.
Anthony falls backwards out of his chair and scoots away
across the floor. In response The Cavalier takes a few
delicate paces forwards, carefully placing each foot in front
of the other.
ANTHONY
You-you’re here to kill me? Why?
HELP! HELP!
THE CAVALIER
(licks its lips as if
savoring a great taste)
Kill you my dear Anthony?

(MORE)
No, you are not going to die,
though your actions may have
condemned you to a fate you would
consider worse.
ANTHONY
Please No!, What have I done to
deserve this? Why would a demon
like you come to me?
THE CAVALIER
What have you done? My dear Anthony
you have just finished signing your
own fate, The ink isn’t even dry on
your hands yet.
The Cavalier turns it’s head towards the door for a moment
before turning back.
(beneath it’s hat there is
a glint of gold from an
amber eye which is hidden
as The Cavalier turns
back)
THE CAVALIER (CONT’D)
Beyond that door is a room where a
woman sleeps. A woman you promised
as you were wed to her that you
would love forever and yet as she
sleeps you are in here committing
adultery of the mind and yet you
have the indecency to ask what it
is you have done? And you asked my
identity before, you may have found
a fitting answer as Demon seems
like a fitting way to describe my
personage
ANTHONY
Please, Poor Monica, you can’t kill
me, think of her? Where would she
be without me. I provide for her, I
put food on her table…
THE CAVALIER
(Anger rising in its voice
for the first time)
An appeal to consider the innocent?
Where was she on your mind as you
were in here defiling the bond the
two of you signed? How can you lie
there and ask me to think of her
when you never did. Provide for
her? When was the last time you did
anything with her wellbeing in
mind? You call yourself a man when
really there is no chivalry in your
heart.

THE CAVALIER (CONT’D)
(MORE)
I, who addressed myself as demon am
more a man than you. Those tears
you weep are not for her but for
yourself.
ANTHONY
(begging)
Please no! There must be people
worse than I am, all I did was
masturbate, there are men out there
cheating all the time, right now
someone is with a whore while his
wife is at home please why me?
THE CAVALIER
Worse than you? Yes there are, but
it is not them to who I appear, but
you.
ANTHONY
I can change…
THE CAVALIER
Change Anthony? That is an
admission of guilt. People who
change are people who are wrong.
You have put yourself in a position
you should never have been in
Anthony, This is your own doing.
The Cavalier raises a hand and Anthony rises off the ground.
He starts to twitch and scream as he convulses in the air,
clearly in excruciating pain even though his body shows no
sign of physical damage.
ANTHONY
(between screams)
Please no! God in heaven no!
THE CAVALIER
(unleashes a dark laugh so
evil that despite the
mystical space he exists
in manages to wake Monica
in the next room)
A great man once wrote, that There
are more things in heaven and
earth, Horatio, Than are dreamt of
in your philosophy. None of these
things will you see My dear
Anthony. You are going beyond
earth, and with your crimes, you
will never see heaven.
Anthony, still convulsing, drifts across the floor until his
chin rests perfectly in The Cavalier’s outstretched hand.

THE CAVALIER (CONT’D)
As soon as their skin touches Anthony’s convulsions stop and
he hangs from The Cavalier’s hand entirely, The Cavalier its
self showing no sign of struggling to hold him.
ANTHONY
P…please, a second chance.
THE CAVALIER
You have had a chance Anthony, that
is more than some get. Now come,
there is so much yet for you to
experience.
The Cavalier finally lifts its hat, tipping it up with one
delicate finger and showing a ghostly pale face that houses
golden eyes glowing so intently that they seem to bore into
the very soul.
The door opens and Monica steps in, turning on the light she
stares around the empty room. The chair is still on it’s side
on the floor and on the computer screen the second man
finished with the woman as the first pulls a knife to slit
her throat.
MONICA
Anthony?
End.

Arsenic on the Rocks

Here is just a short scrips i wrote back in uni, didn’t have a whole lot of use for it but i guess I’ll post it here where someone might read it…

EXT. THE BASTION PUB – EVENING
A surly looking man stands outside the pub on his own, he
looks at the pub then back up the street before entering.
CUT TO:
INT. THE BASTION PUB – CONTINUOUS
The lights in the pub are dark leaving the patrons in the
shadows, the man sits down at the bar, here the lights are
brighter giving the impression that the man is sitting in a
spotlight. The barman turns round to the man with a smile on
his face.
THE BARMAN
Penny for your thoughts?
TREVOR

THE BARMAN
Hmm, maybe just a stiff drink then?
TREVOR
I’ll take the strongest thing
you’ve got, and lots of it
The Barman’s smile grows wider
THE BARMAN
A man enters with a stern look and
plans to drink heavily, I think I’d
pay a fortune for his disaster
Trevor glares at the barman but says nothing
THE BARMAN (CONT’D)
And that’s a look that could kill,
now I’m really interested
Trevor continues to glare and remains silent
THE BARMAN (CONT’D)
So what is it that motivated you
into this fine drinking
establishment today/
TREVOR
Alcohol
The Barman chuckles, not put off by Trevor’s reluctance to
talk
THE BARMAN
That much is obvious but everyone
has a reason to drink.
(MORE)
You’re alone so I doubt you’re here
just to drink socially, maybe
you’re in need for some liquid
courage
TREVOR

THE BARMAN
Now what would a strong young man
like you be looking for courage
for?
Trevor’s face darkens and he looks down at the bar
TREVOR
Revenge
THE BARMAN
A simple motivation is ever there
was one, but not always the easiest
to accomplish
Trevor remains silent and the bar man pulls out three shot
glasses, turning away from Trevor he begins pouring drinks.
THE BARMAN (CONT’D)
you know what they say, he who
seeks revenge must dig two graves
TREVOR
Two graves? Yea, one for him and
one for…
The Barman stops pouring drinks and turns back to Trevor, the
smile on his face growing larger but containing no warmth,
more of a smirk that complimented the dark atmosphere of the
rest of the Pub, he cuts Trevor off before he can finish
speaking
THE BARMAN
…Her
There is a long pause
THE BARMAN (CONT’D)
Now I know where I recognized that
look on your face before, I have
seen many people wearing it
Trevor glares at the barman with renewed vigor
TREVOR
And what the fuck would you know
about it? Just give me my god
damned drink!
2.
THE BARMAN (CONT’D)
THE BARMAN
As you wish, for a man scorned to
drink by his love…
The barman turns around and then back wit three shot glasses
which he lays out in a line in front of Trevor
THE BARMAN (CONT’D)
Arsenic on the rocks
Trevor is silent again
THE BARMAN (CONT’D)
You know if people who set out
looking to get revenge rarely get
what they want and I see it even
less likely to happen in your
situation
TREVOR
Why the fuck should I listen to
you? Just leave me with my drink
Trevor reaches for his first shot but just before he can pick
it up the barman snatches it up from the bar and examines the
contents
THE BARMAN
I always found there were three
steps to self destruction, that
being the more likely outcome of
looking for revenge. The first is
to become obsessed with something
you cant change
TREVOR
Will you just shut up and leave me
alone?
THE BARMAN
But we’re having such a riveting
discussion. Now tell me, this girl
who has destroyed you so, what was
she like?
Trevor looks down at the bar again and grips his head in his
hands
THE BARMAN (CONT’D)
Was she beautiful? Smart? Kind? Did
she make you feel like this world
wasn’t such a dark, unforgiving
place?
TREVOR
FUCK YOU!
3.
THE BARMAN
Was she good in bed? Did she moan
in pleasure at your very touch? Or
did she scream?
TREVOR
SHUT UP, JUST SHUT YOUR FUCKING
MOUTH!!
The barman’s smile grows even colder
TREVOR (CONT’D)
She was everything to me OK? She
was perfect, she was all I wanted
in the entire fucking world and she
left…
Trevor’s voice breaks a little
TREVOR (CONT’D)
Why the fuck do you care?
THE BARMAN
So she left you and now you feel
like there is nothing left in the
world for you. You let one person
take everything you had.
TREVOR
She was my everything, she…
The barman cuts Trevor off again
THE BARMAN
So before her you had nothing?
Nothing at all? She gave you
clothes and a house and everything?
TREVOR
Why are you being so fucking
stupid?
THE BARMAN
I’m not, you’re the one who
believes one woman took everything
from him
TREVOR
Not fucking literally
THE BARMAN
Then what did you have before she
came along?
4.
TREVOR
I had some shitty little job with
no potential, earning just enough
money to pay the rent and my social
circle included me and my brother.
THE BARMAN
So you had your brother then, and
you have a place where you live, I
wouldn’t consider that nothing
TREVOR
I don’t want that, I want her
THE BARMAN
But she’s gone and if you keep
living in the past like that your
just waiting for the grave
TREVOR
I might as well be dead
THE BARMAN
Your wishing yourself dead over one
person? What would that achieve?
Trevor grabs the first shot in the line and downs it
TREVOR
Nothing, that’s why I want revenge
THE BARMAN
Now that’s something else that I’ve
been wondering about, you want
revenge on her, I assume that she
ran off with someone else
Trevor ignores the question
THE BARMAN (CONT’D)
Oh your not going to give me the
silent treatment again
Trevor looks around the pub and then back down at the bar,
anywhere but at the barman
THE BARMAN (CONT’D)
I’ll take that as a yes, well OK
then, now if obsessing over
something is the first step to self
destruction then this is the second
Trevor looks up at the barman again with a look of strain on
his face
TREVOR
What?
5.
THE BARMAN
I told you, three steps to self
destruction, obsessing over
something and now hate towards
others because of something
Trevor shakes his head
TREVOR
And what’s the third?
The barman chuckles again
THE BARMAN
That come later
TREVOR
Whatever, but if you knew my story
you wouldn’t say I was hating him
without reason
THE BARMAN
I don’t think I said that to start
with
TREVOR
… Whatever, you’d hate this guy
if you met him anyway.
THE BARMAN
That’s quite possible, so what
happened?
TREVOR
I still don’t know why you care
THE BARMAN
And I don’t know why you are so
bitter at this guy. So you show me
yours and I’ll show you mine
TREVOR
There is no winning with you is
there?
The Barman just smiles and waits for Trevor to continue
TREVOR (CONT’D)
This guy that she left me for… he
is just such an asshole, some
muscle bound moron who was given
everything in life and earned
nothing. The same type of dick we
all know and hate.
THE BARMAN
An old school friend of yours then?
6.
TREVOR
No. Why would you think that?
THE BARMAN
Well you seem to know so much about
him, I assumed that you must have
known him a while so that you
weren’t just talking out of
bitterness
TREVOR
… No I don’t know him like that
but…
THE BARMAN
Well if you don’t know him that
well then how can you assume all
this about him
TREVOR
We all know the type and that’s
just how they are
THE BARMAN
So he is a, what was your phrasing?
Asshole, just because other people
like him are like that
TREVOR
You never met him, he was the cocky
type who look down on everyone and
only acted for himself
The barman chuckles again and shakes his head before talking
THE BARMAN
OK then, we’ll assume that this guy
is how you describe him. You sound
like you’ve met many people like
this, do you hate all of them this
much?
TREVOR
No I don’t hate all of them like
this, but not all of them stole her
from me
THE BARMAN
Stole her? Well then surely you
should report this as a kidnapping,
grab your sword sir knight and
chase off after her
Trevor clearly getting angry now
7.
TREVOR
You know what I mean, she dropped
him for me because of him, in my
opinion that’s his fault
THE BARMAN
So what exactly happened when she
left you then?
TREVOR
What happened? I’ll tell you
FADE OUT.
INT. AN OFFICE CUBICLE – MORNING
Trevor is sat at his desk doing work when a woman walks into
his cubicle
STACY
Hey Trevor, can we talk for a
moment?
Trevor looks up from his work and smiles when he see Stacy
TREVOR
Sure we can talk, what’s up?
STACY
Well, this isn’t easy to tell you
but I’ve got to do it
Trevor starts to look worried
TREVOR
What’s up Stacy? What do you need
to tell me?
STACY
Look I’ve been feeling foe a few
weeks that this relationship isn’t
working out for me and I think we
should just be friends
TREVOR
… What do you mean this isn’t
working out? I don’t understand
STACY
Well I just think that this isn’t
going to work out, I just don’t
think we go together that well
TREVOR
But how can you say that?
Everything has been going great,
what brought this on?
8.
STACY
I told you, I’ve been feeling for
weeks that this isn’t working, and
that’s partly why, you don’t listen
to me
TREVOR
Don’t listen? I listen to
everything you tell me, how can you
say that?
STACY
It’s not just that, you just…
don’t excite me like you used to
and I feel that this isn’t going to
work.
TREVOR
So… you’re just bored of me?
That’s why your ending this?
STACY
Its not like that, its just…
Another man walks up behind Stacy and puts his arms round her
and kisses her on the neck.
CHRIS
Hey Babe, how are you doing today?
STACY
Chris, this isn’t the time
Chris talks in a childish manner with a massive smile on his
face
CHRIS
What do you mean? You don’t wanna
be together at work?
There is a pause and Stacy gestures towards Trevor with her
head
CHRIS (CONT’D)
Oh… is this the guy? Oh right…
Stacy shakes her head and looks apologetic
STACY
Trevor, I’m sorry but, at least I
told you
Stacy walks of and Chris stands there looking awkward for a
few moments
9.
CHRIS
I guess you weren’t meant to see
that… sorry man, but chin up,
worse things happen.
Chris gives a fake smile and walks off, leaving Trevor sat
there looking as if he is about to cry
FADE OUT.
INT. THE BASTION PUB
Trevor sits at the bar with his head in his hands after
telling his story, after a moments pause he picks up his
second shot and downs it.
THE BARMAN
He does sound like a quite
unpleasant character
Trevor looks up at the barman, rubbing his now red eyes
TREVOR
This mean you actually agree with
me?
The Barman smiles again
THE BARMAN
Not at all, I don’t believe you at
all that he ‘stole’ anything from
you at all, it just sounds like
this, Stacy, was seeing this guy
behind your back and decided to
finish it with you
TREVOR
But she was seeing me first, and he
probably told her to do that
THE BARMAN
And you know that for sure?
TREVOR
No but…
THE BARMAN
So he stole nothing, its her fault,
not his, she’s the one you should
hate
TREVOR
Yea but she made me happy, and he
ruined it
10.
THE BARMAN
But she could have been carrying on
like this for a long time, you
would have preferred to have lived
in ignorance of that?
TREVOR
It would have been better than
feeling like this
The smile finally leaves the face of the barman as he shakes
his head
THE BARMAN
That may be the stupidest thing you
have said since entering this bar.
Trevor finally snaps, standing up he pulls out a revolver
from inside his jacket and points it at the barman
TREVOR
I’ve had enough of this, who the
fuck are you to talk to me about
this and call me stupid?
The smile returns to the face of the barman and he stands
there unfazed by being threatened with a gun
THE BARMAN
I was wondering when you were going
to get that out, you’ve been
fingering it since you entered
TREVOR
SHUT UP! I swear I will put a
bullet through your fucking head
THE BARMAN
And what will that do? Will killing
me make you feel better will it
take back all the mean words?
TREVOR
No but it’ll shut you up at last
THE BARMAN
And then where do you go? Over to
Stacy’s house where she is probably
lying with Chris right now?
TREVOR
I MEAN IT, I WILL KILL YOU RIGHT
HERE!
THE BARMAN
What will you do? You’ll shoot them
both? Will seeing him lying there
make her yours again?
11.
TREVOR
No but…
THE BARMAN
And will you sit there then,
holding her body happy that she is
finally back with you?
TREVOR
Stop it…
THE BARMAN
You don’t like that do you? No, so
just put the gun down on the bar
and you can walk out.
Trevor stands there, uncertain of himself he lowers the gun
but continues to hold it.
TREVOR
I just…
THE BARMAN
You want her back, but violence
doesn’t make that happen, if you
turn to violence then all you do is
destroy yourself
TREVOR
Is that the last step? Violence?
The final step of self destruction?
THE BARMAN
Yea its something like that
Trevor stands there for a few moments in silence, looking at
the ground before turning back to the barman
TREVOR
… I think your right, I think I
just need to go and think this
through
Trevor looks at the bar and at the last shot, he reaches for
it for a second but then holds himself back
TREVOR (CONT’D)
Just before I leave… why do you
care? Why keep talking to me?
The barman’s smile once again turns dark, almost to a sneer.
THE BARMAN
Why do I care? I don’t really, it
was a slow day and I was bored
TREVOR
You were bored?
12.
Trevor starts to glare at the barman again
TREVOR (CONT’D)
You were bored! I was sat here
baring my soul to you and you were
fucking with me? What the fuck is
wrong with you?
Trevor points the gun at the barman again
TREVOR (CONT’D)
All you wanted to do was fuck with
my feelings, you’ve been playing
with me the entire time.
The barman continues to smile and again is unfazed by the gun
as Trevor snatches up the last shot off the bar and downs it
TREVOR (CONT’D)
You know what I’m going to do, I’m
going to go to her house and I’m
going to put this gun in her mouth
and make her beg for forgiveness
from me
THE BARMAN
She’s going to beg with a gun in
her mouth?
Trevor starts to sway on the spot slightly
TREVOR
And then I’m going to find him and
I’m going to make him do the same
THE BARMAN
I don’t think you get that its hard
to beg with…
TREVOR
AND THEN I’m going to come back
here and I’m going to show you the
blood on this gun and you will know
that I did it
Trevor drops the shot glass which smashes on the floor
THE BARMAN
I hope your going to clean that up
TREVOR
And before I kill you, do you know
what I’m going to make you do?
THE BARMAN
I really don’t care to be honest, I
guess I’ll just find out when you
get back
13.
The Barman turns his back on Trevor and starts to busy
himself with the bottle behind the bar
TREVOR (CONT’D)
FUCK YOU!
Trevor turns to storm out of the bar, he stumbles a few steps
before falling to the ground dead. The barman turns around
and leans on the bar, looking at Trevor’s body
THE BARMAN
I guess I was wrong about him
destroying himself then…
FADE TO BLACK

750 words.

The city of Indus, one of the largest cities left in the world. A sprawling metropolis of skyscrapers rising so high that, from the ground, the sky couldn’t be seen save for a few select spaces. The city had prospered greatly from the introduction of the ‘sharing of information act.’ a law passed that gave the police the right keep record any information they wanted from the populace of the city. At first the act faced extreme opposition but as the poverty rate increased so did the crime rate. Eventually the masses turned in favour of the more right wing political parties. By the time the act was finally initiated, the right wing parties had won office by a landslide victory. At first the results seemed to be in favour of the act. The crime rate plummeted as more and more criminals were apprehended thanks to the easy access of the information that helped to bring them to justice.

Eventually however the results started to slow. Be it because of the lack of criminals or of people entering the city but the act again seemed to be losing favour and there were talks of votes to remove it from usage. With the chance of their master key idea being removed, the right wing parties had to find a new way to ensure their stay in government. They decided that they only way they could keep their stay was through money and as such they started to sell the information that the police were gathering to any company that wanted to buy it and with a little side dealing, most of the police force was also added to their payroll.

As the information leaked companies became more and more successful at targeting their adverts at people. The increased income allowed more information to be bought which again boosted the companies’ profits which in turn helped to lace the government’s pockets. It wasn’t just the businesses that benefited though, it became easier and easier for people to find what they wanted. With just a few simple clicks on their computer they could have almost anything they wanted and there would always be a market for what they wanted as companies could tailor their products to the people who wanted them by simply monitoring what the people were talking about on social media sites, blogs and other internet sources. Eventually the people became lazy, contented with their lives and being, what seemed to them, to be pampered. Why complain when anything you want could be yours for a price and with such ease? When the time came for another election the only people who turned up were the people being paid to do so.

Within a few simple years a political party had used standard information about the people to earn enough money to buy the city. Most rival political parties were gone within a year, fading out to the sound of apathy. Now, with the entire city under the control, the government gave up their pretences of being there for the people, they sat back in their chairs letting the money sweep in and protecting only their own interests. The police started to sell their information, not just to businesses but to anyone who could afford to pay their prices. Suddenly identity theft was on the rise. People could lose everything in a night whilst anyone with the money could change identities like changing clothes. As the police started to become more corrupt the crime rate started to climb. As the upper echelons of society started to weigh down on the lower classes more and more people started to turn to crime to try and scrape a living for themselves and their families.

Those rich enough to keep their heads above the rising poverty level flocked to the upper levels of the city, the skyscrapers and the high rise apartments were filled with the super-rich, those still lucky enough to be on the governments pay role and anyone with enough political leverage to get themselves a hand up. The luckiest of all were members of past opposing parties, kept afloat to keep up an appearance of diplomacy in the city, though everyone knew they were nothing but glorified pets being kept as a sign of power.

As the rich rose the poor sank deeper and deeper into the depths of the city. The darkened alleys became rank with criminals. Murderers and thieves, rapists, vandals and all sorts of gangs that fought amongst themselves. There was no worse fate than to live on the streets below the skyline and look upwards towards the shining upper city, knowing that you would never reach there. For once you had fallen down into the heart of the city, there was no way out again.