And you know what I'm really happy about so far? Compared to the previous script I was writing, everything I've written so far is actually completely filmable on a relatively low budget! Feasibility FTW!


Lemonade Stand and Frog IntroImagine, if you will, an island of uncertain size somewhere in the great vastness of the Pacific. Its terrain varies in ways never thought possible, from lowland swamps to dusty plains to lush jungles. For most of its history it remained free of all human inhabitance. However, for the past decade, it has been the home of a nation unlike any other. A land of immigrants united by the common cause of a better world, a progressive, slightly Socialist republic born in battle and reluctant to settle for anything less than constant military readiness. This is Somabalbah, where fish and rice accompanied by rum is the meal of choice, where factories cLemonade Stand and Frog Intro


An Invitation Arrives...3 February 2010, Vice Presidential Chamber, Central Citadel, Esperantia, Somabalbah Alice was halfway through dialing her sister's phone number when the runner from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs arrived. Foreign Affairs was one of several "headless departments" in Somabalbah that fell under the jurisdiction of the Vice President until proper ministers could be found. Alice put down the phone as the courier dropped an overnight mail envelope on the desk and scuttled away. One of the items Sabina had also left behind was a letter opener that looked suspiciously like a dagger. Alice used it to open the letter with one quick flick.An Invitation Arrives...


Word Made By Hand storyPlease read the description of this deviation for all disclaimers. Most of this stuff is not mine. Also down there is a link to a picture of the primary setting of this story.Word Made By Hand story
Prologue The storms had been bad, and the farmer had not been to his fields in a few days. As he stumbling made his way down the dirt path and the trees thinned out, the heat of the June morning became more intense. Shielding his eyes from the sun and wiping his brow, the farmer surveyed the field.
The cabbages were gone! It didnt seem possible, but there was no cabbage in the field anymore! It could barely even be called a field, a


Lemonade Stand and FrogIt was just a lemonade stand. No one had a reason to notice it here. Despite the constant flow of tourists passing by on their way out of the First Factory, who no doubt could use some cold lemonade as they pushed their way through air so hot and humid that it was almost solid, there was barely any business. They always focused on one thing about a block down from the stand. Alice Monroe, seller of lemonade and one-time Presidential candidate, knew exactly what it was. A sign hanging above the door to a restaurant, a sign that famously showed, above the words The Atlantic Café, a woman of days past, holdingLemonade Stand and Frog


The Umbrella LettersDear Mr. and Mrs. Umbrella,The Umbrella Letters
I'm writing out of concern for your son Charlie. Since he first started in my class I have noticed odd tendencies in his behaviour. I know Charlie is a special boy, but the way these tendencies develop is beginning to worry me. He seems to be having troubles communicating with others. He rarely plays with the other children and does not respond when I speak to him. His writing is beginning to stray from the alphabet. Last week he even refused to partake in morning prostration! I took him to see the school nurse but he remained silent for the entire time and did not subject himself to examination. I the
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glad you're here
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