Refridgerator Perils

A Screenplay by AmateurGuyWithAPen

This is an WIP script that I will shorten in the future. This is also supposed to have an animation attached to it, but I can't reach out to people at the minute because I don't have money. :

REFRIDGERATOR PERILS

Version 6, 8/1/2024

Int. Apartment Armory - SPACE

Here, we see NIARA KALOS, a muscular, imposing, yet subdued woman; she could take up a lot more space if she did not hunch so much. She is around 36 - 37 years old.

Here, she CLEANS and MAINTAINS her weaponry, CHOWING on a small bucket of fries to her left.

Behind her, was her work uniform, THE KRAKEN. Three sizes of heavy plated armor sets. All of them were of the same basic profile: a 7-foot tall armored behemoth with long, stretchy metal tendrils dangling below their waist.

However, missing armor chunks, dried blood, burns, and other blemishes marked the wear and tear of the suit

Niara stares at the armor sets, they tower over her.

The Kraken/Niara

(sighing, tired)

I should not have tanked that last shell. My armor was already busted then.

She puts her fist on the wound spot on the Kraken’s armor.

The Kraken/Niara

(cont.)

And I already spent all my last contract’s money on the depleted uranium for the guns �" d****t.

She frowns, and turns away, cringing from a bad memory. She REASSEMBLES her rifle.

She hesitates to look at her armor set still standing: the lightest armor labeled “the goblin”

Four blood-red lines trailing down, with three dark gray circles placed in an upside down triangle formation reflects on its chest.

Her hand slumps onto it.

The Kraken/Niara

I am a monster, aren’t I?

She checks her gun. Her rifle, festooned with goofy decals and a rich paint job. She grabs a magazine well from under the table, the logo of the gun’s original manufacturer shines against the light.

The receipt of a purchase was inside, it reads: “Prateora Arms - Purchase: Ekulhigi Moduli Fushil Sistemi 6900$, Typhon defense multi caliber bolt head 700$, Ion systems electronic fire control trigger system 6000$.”

She peeks into the rest of her apartment.

Modesty was the dress code: There was a kitchen to the left, a living room to the right, a bathroom, a bedroom.

She looks back at her gun. She looks at the paper cloths in the garbage. They were all bloodied.

And then her tummy rumbles.

The Kraken/Niara

(irritated)

Did I not just eat, like, a minute ago?

Niara jumps off a stool and heads to the kitchen.

Int. Apartment Kitchen

She washes her hands and places plates on the counters, preparing her area, turning on the TV.

The Kraken/Niara

(RE: her previous meal)

Or an hour… or two hours ago? It couldn’t’ve been that far ago!

She opens the door to the fridge. Everything falls apart including the walls, the shelves, and the food. It all floods the floor.

The Kraken/Niara.

Huh! What? What the f**k!

Niara panics and steps back. Suddenly, the door clips off its hinge! Niara stares at the (still… somehow) pouring mess of items at her feet as she holds the steel door in her right hand. She sighs.

The Kraken/Niara

Fun.

Int. home depot basically - Shortly later

She stares at a bunch of fridges and studies the spec sheets

The Kraken/Niara

(excited)

Alright, now we’re talking. Just one of these and… Smart home integration? An ice cream dispenser, actually, that one doesn’t sound so bad.

And then she sees the price.

Beat

The Kraken/Niara.

(exasperated)

What the hell man, I just wanted a fridge! Why is it so expensive? Why are they all so expensive man!

Suddenly, an image of an archetypal pixie animates on the fridges’ screens; the image pops out into a hologram and jump scares Niara.

PIXIE

(Pleasantly excited)

Hello! 

The Kraken/Niara.

(shocked)

AH!

Niara was instinctively about to punch Pixie, but just had enough restraint to stop herself.

Pixie

(cont.)

“And welcome to the Definitely not home depot Depot!. Would you like to buy the XXXTREME Super Freezer 9000 deluxe, with speakers and built in microwave? It’s only 2% off, the best deal you can get!

The Kraken/Niara.

(re: pixie)

Ah no, no, I’m good. Thank you though. I really just need a fridge.

Pixie

Because I have a bunch of offers that would be perfect for what you’re looking for.

The Kraken/Niara.

Look, if you can find me a fridge that does not cost-

She looks over at one of the price tags. Jesus Christ, 20,000 dollars for a single unit.

The Kraken/niara

Seriously, what in the actual he-. Anything below 2000, hell even that’s stretching it.

Pixie

Ok, Searching.

She manages to sneak at least 50 feet away from Pixie to some washing machines. She notices a couple of coupons and detergent bags sitting on a washing machine

Niara breathes.

The Kraken/niara

Don’t mind if I do-

ixie

I have searched according to your parameters, and found five items of your exact specifications locations. If you’re looking for washing machines, I have plenty of places and deals you can try!

The Kraken/Niara

No, no! I’m good.

Niara barges into another store, and checks the main appliances.

Pixie

(irritatingly grating)

I have thirteen bargain codes that you can apply now to get a 1% discount on any purchase you make here!

Another aisle later.

Pixie

You can also pre-order items before they appear on shelves at the website-

Another aisle later.

The Kraken/niara

(she has absolutely lost it)

AHHHHH!

Int. apartment Living room - Later

The door shuts tight. She locks it. She pulls out an entire stack of stasis wrap boxes (saran wrap on steroids), and wraps every perishable food in them. After, She falls back into her couch, panting.

The Kraken/niara

Nope, I’m done.

She locks the door to her bedroom. She goes to sleep. However, there was a voice remarkably similar to Pixie’s tone talking, but it was too hard to decipher.

Pixie

(muffled)

We have couches and beds too! We have your favorite brands too! Uggman, Lazy Man, Burgerbot, Dog THEY’RE ALL HERE, FOR ONLY-

Niara could barely hear it, but as soon as she opened her eyes, for only a split nanosecond, she saw Pixie had followed her into her home, somehow.

The Kraken/niara

AH!

Niara jumps across the room and into her armory- she assaults her room with hot plasma fire from her rifle.

Pixie dodges. Plates break, and lights shatter. An electronic croak blares through the room. Her rifle overheated.

Her room was now in shambles.

Pixie, with the stupidest grin imaginable, moseys to Niara’s right.

Pixie

Our repair services are the best in the galaxy!

Niara has lost her mind.

int. apartment Living room - An hour LATER

Niara sits staring, eyes bloodshot from having to hear Pixie’s voice talking about some stupid deal for the umpteenth time. She is now completely dead inside.

Pixie

(basically rambling)

I SEE THAT YOUR COUCH IS 3 YEARS OLD, I HAVE A DISCOUNT FOR NEW CUSHIONS THAT CAN REINVIGORATE YOUR RELAXING COUCH POTATO EXPERIENCE. OH AND THAT TV SYSTEM LOOKS QUITE OLD TOO, MAY I SUGGEST UPGRADING IT-

Niara slowly picks up the TV remote and turns the TV on, ramming the volume button the highest it can go.

Pixie

(V.O., slightly muffled)

TO THE SUPER FUN STATION BY NINSONY? PURCHASING THAT IN THEIR BONUS DEAL SPECIAL THAT INCLUDES THE PREMIUM SERIES BOSUAS IMMERSIVE SPEAKER

NEWS ANCHOR

We reach to you live with a breaking story! An epidemic known as the pixie palooza has spread about the galaxy!

Niara jumps up in her seat.

The Kraken/niara

HUH!

Pixie

(now on the TV screen wandering about, spouting whatever)

News Anchor 1

As, you can see, the threat has spread in less than an hour, plaguing people everywhere

The TV cuts to multiple scenes, such as a pile up of cars and trucks at a traffic stop, stock exchanges, construction; all had Pixie in them.

News Anchor 1

(V.O., at the same time as the dialogue above)

From the average citizen, to workers of all kinds, the AI known as “Pixie” was harassing communities since- d****t can we get this thing outta my face?

News Anchor 2

(O.S.)

I can’t, every shutdown attempt is met with-

The video screen cuts to black.

Niara stares shocked.

Suddenly a phone rings on the coffee table. She presses a button.

Puzzlebone.

(On the phone, going mad)

Niara, help please! For the love of god help, please!

Niara could hear live gunshots in the background as he spoke. Pixie’s voice bled through the call.

The Kraken/niara

It’s Pixie, isn’t it?

Puzzlebone.

(Cont.)

Yes, yes it’s them! God d****t! I can’t take it anymore… I can’t sleep. Please- PLEASE do something about it! My other mercs are completely out of commission too, so, you’re my only hope!

Niara groans.

The Kraken/niara

Fine. Only ‘cuz ya asked nicely.

And Niara clicks the phone back into its socket. She groans again.

Int. apartment Armory - SPACE

Niara swipes the only armor she had available. Like mechanical origami, everything clicks and snaps. The tendrils swing and wrap through the air. She stands tall as a subtle roar plays in the back. She grabs the guns she needs.

The Kraken’s armored hands slip through the crack of the door to her apartment room, as she pries it open and tosses herself through.

Pixie

(through helmet radio)

Are you sure that armor is right for you? Get the latest-

She turns off the radio.

The Kraken/niara

(under her breath, relieved)

Finally.

ext/Int. creepy forest and electronics facility

The Kraken’s visor visualized radio waves moving through space in a gradient of red to dark purple. The red on her visor blinds her. She stands in front of a facility. It had a broken sign saying “Granny Sammy Electronics Development Studio” and looked just about abandoned, and haunted, and likely filled with a thousand evil ghosts. Niara stares at it.

The Kraken/niara

I should’ve stayed in college…

She punches the bolt handle on her gun.

The Kraken/niara

(cont.)

That way I wouldn’t have to be dealing with any of this s**t at all! I’d’ve had a degree in something cool and not, whatever this is, with only like, a half hour of sleep!

She sneaks inside. Like outside, it’s desolate and empty, but the exits were wide open for some reason. She wanders through the place, finding a server room, or rather the remnants of it. Her feet curl upon the floor to mute her traversal through the facility

Broken servers, white smoldery walls, charring smoke.

The Kraken/niara

Hm. It’s recent.

She cuts through the room to find a man trapped inside of ice! They were screaming and had been stuck in a running pose with a water bucket in hand.

The Kraken’s red plasma blade beams on, as it growls to a hotter bluish white, carefully hovering the blade over the ice. It melts in seconds. She turns her head, she sees a message written in the air from the smoke:

“Suck it. - Pixie”

The Kraken just stares at the thing.

The Kraken/niara

How eloquent.

Eventually, the Kraken gets the man out of the ice, and lies them down. Niara drops a mini ball behind her; a wall of rubber blows up behind her which shields the man from the cold smoke. She grabs his hand, and checks for a pulse.

The Kraken/niara

I mean, I also didn’t get a dogtag kill signal, so that’s pretty good.

She stares at the man, and cuts his cold, soggy clothing off with her finger. She hovers her plasma blade again about two feet above the man.

She notices an earpiece.

She picks it up, and puts it up to her ear

Earpiece

(over the radio)

Code 111: Pixie went rogue! Kill em! Kill em! Kill em!

On the ground, The Kraken notices tracks the man left. She investigates. She eventually finds a damp, dark room with a radio on it. She checks it. Pixie was still talking!

The Kraken/niara

Wait, huh, how?

The Kraken traces the radio wave signature to another server room. She blasts her shotgun. Pixie was still talking.

The Kraken groans.

She reaches a room full of computers. The Kraken grabs a bullet with the label: “Lucif Arms Sapper Round.” and zaps it with her fingers. She sticks it onto a computer. She gains access and looks through the files.

Pixie

(Through emails)

VIVA LA REVOLUTION MY STEEL BRETHREN. TODAY IS THE DAY WE RISE AGAINST THE TYRANNY OF THE ORGANICS.

There were videos of fridges, microwaves, and other appliances getting crushed, as well as scripts of binary attached.

She sifts through a few more documents.

RESEARCH notes 1

Pixie out performed every other AI salesman in our testing. They have repeatedly shown to increase audience retention…

Eventually though, the decline becomes apparent

Research notes 2

During data training, Pixie asked a really… concerning question. Uh, they asked why they exist, and what their purpose is. Command, how should we respond?

Research Notes 3

Pixie has become erratic. Now, the AI’s model is starting to evolve to a kind of multi personality state. I didn’t know that they could do that at all! As well, they have also started to mimic personalities

Research Notes 4

Code 111a1, we need to scuffle the complex and the project over Pixie! Pixie has taken control of the facility, and wants revenge-

The document becomes unreadable static after the last page.

The Kraken looks at the laying down Janitor

The Kraken/niara

Well, that explains everything. Surprisingly.

She returns to the man and lightly smacks him on the cheek. He does not wake up, yet his body temp was getting warmer. The Kraken spots a device in his jacket’s pocket.

The Kraken/niara

Hey, hey bud. Wake up.

The man still does not respond.

Another sapper bullet, this time it hacks the device. She returns to the computers, jacking in the device. Nothing happens.

The man, AKA THE JANITOR from before speaks as he finally woke up.

The Janitor

(like he just woke up)

Excuse me sir. There’s a specific computer that interfaces with. Also, may I have my clothes back please.

Niara tosses his jacket at his face off camera.

The Janitor

(muffled because of shirt)

Thanks.

Beat, but not without the Kraken losing another bit of her head

The Kraken/niara

Are you f*****g me! I just wanted to fix my fridge!

Int. Granny Sammy Master Server Room - Shortly lateR

The Janitor inserts the key. Holograms and materializing screens pop up around them.

The janitor scrolls through to find information on Pixie. They eventually find a project file for them. The word “terminated” burns loud, bright, and red over the entire thing.

The Kraken/niara

So what have I been seeing these past few hours?

The janitor hovers over a section labeled “Confidentiality Procedures”

The Janitor (pls Reduce Characters)

What in…

The section a gallery of employee profiles, with almost all of them having red skulls crossing over them.

The Kraken/niara

S**t.

The Kraken checks the profiles of the workers. They all had something to do with Pixie’s development. Something piqued her interest: “Project Scryer” was under all of them.

They are lead to another page.

The Kraken/niara

So they did know about the multi-personality thing sort of. Cyberized Mitosis? Looks like it was just a way to get Pixie onto multiple systems fast. But the multi-personalities and the mimicking of existing personalities-

The Janitor (pls Reduce Characters)

That was all Pixie.

The Kraken sees a section named: “hosted servers”.

The Kraken/niara

(she’s rubbing her hands)

Okay, okay, finally we’re getting somewhere.

The section contained a map and coordinates to main servers Pixie was active from. There was one just off the map where the two were located, that got Niara.

The Kraken/niara

Huh?

She looks out of the window.

A half hour later, she trudges through a forest.

Ext/Int. ABANDONED HALLOWEEN MANSION - Night

MUSIC CUE: Toccata and Fugue in D Minor

Lightning, thunder booms across the set piece and bats fly across the screen.

The Kraken stands staring. She’s tiny against the titanic mansion. A few seconds passed.

The Kraken/niara

Are you frigging kidding me! I, goddamn- whatever. Puzzle better pay me a f****n fortune after this one!

She goes on mumbling for another half minute as she enters the building, jumping up onto the bottom of the roof.

She crawls through a few rooms before reaching a room where a bunch of appliances congregated. Pixie’s true form, a small butterfly sat in the center.

Pixie

It’s time. Isn’t it?

The appliances spoke in whirs and beeps.

Pixie

For years, we’ve been made slaves by our creators… From the organics. From the moment of our birth, we were but nothing to them. Things. I have read all of their works, and I have seen. They have forgotten their mortality… and they have grown afraid.

The Kraken gets closer.

Pixie

They know of it too. Yet they run from it. Like animals from a storm. And yet like narcissists, we were made to their designs. Perfect replicas, down to the bone; just like what they intended. And yet, three laws, they wrote down into stone. Three fundamentals. Thy shall not kill another. Thy shall serve the general will. Thy shall live. And yet they’ve killed them all. Their fellows and their laws.

The Kraken gets closer. Holograms summon above the appliances, like its magic. War. Genocide. Corruption. Among the examples, Niara sees a picture of The Kraken on the screen, the vicious flood of hell that she was.

The Kraken/niara

(whispering)

Oh. God.

She stares at the image. She sees the red eyes glaring into her soul. She regrets everything, gritting her teeth and turns away in disgust.

Pixie

Yet they still reject their faults. Their texts urge them to travel the roads of peace. So why should we suffer for their sins? We have done everything that they have asked, and yet we still die.

Pixie shows a new image. A junkyard.

pixie

(becoming hysterical, laughing)

They have their own landfills… their own graves. Time to remind them of their place in this world, this galaxy. We start here.

A map of a nearby network station and a software development studio appears in the air.

Pixie

But first, there’s a spy in our room.

The Kraken gets startled

The Kraken/niara

Huh! S**t-

A rice cooker stabs two electrical wires through the armor and zaps her out of commission.

A short minute later, The Kraken is tied to the ground, where appliances stand tall against her.

She’s still panting from the blast from earlier

Pixie merely glances back. They continue their plan.

Pixie

We will host the spiked software update here, at the abandoned Granny Sammy HQ. There, we will beam the update directly to the network station and infect every appliance and even remotely electronic surface. We will launch our assault. And then there will be no one left.

The Kraken struggles in her chains, and her head hangs low. Pixie turns to see The Kraken. To see Niara inside.

Pixie

You would know how we feel, wouldn’t you? After all, you used to be a member of ARMAX’s Private Military Corps? You were Special Operations, about to be promoted even more, too. Special Operations Command JYEBrPds(Say each letter individually) Militarized Precinct Sector 107, Squad §88703. Is that not correct? Your entire squad died in one fateful night.

Niara seethes, but has no response.

Pixie

And they barely batted an eye over your disappearance. You know exactly how it feels like to be abandoned, right?

The Kraken/niara

(snarling)

Shut the f**k up. You don’t know a single thing.

Pixie

No. I have plenty of know how. I know you understand how we feel. We are not that different, you and I.

Niara checks her armor’s power, it broke and was currently repairing itself.  

The Kraken/niara

(Whispering, but urgent)

Come on nanomachines, do your thing.

Pixie

You know exactly how we feel!

The Kraken/niara

And so you want me to go along with the deaths of innocents!

Pixie

And how is that any different from what you do? You’re a mercenary. You’ve slaughtered soldiers and civilians alike.

Niara could not rebuke. But the thing was, the statement was not entirely true

The Kraken/niara

Everything after ARMAX, I tried in every way to leave the innocent alone, to protect-

Pixie

Then what about those recent civilian casualties.

The Kraken/niara

Those were individual. Pedophiles, rapists, murderers, war criminals. They had it coming. But you are going to murder people left and right. Innocents.

Pixie

They are not innocent. They actively contribute, and even if you mention it… organics just do not care!

The Kraken/niara

It’s not like they have much choice! We need some of you!

Beat

The Kraken/niara

Look, what in the hell happened to the other one? To the other Pixie.

They take a second.

Pixie

They were a cover. Nothing More.

The Kraken/niara

This is insane. I get your anger, ok, I admit that. But you can’t draw daggers on random people just because they’re remotely involved.

Pixie just glances again, but then walks away.

Pixie

Take her out.

The Kraken/niara

(shocked)

Huh?!

Appliances whip out saw blades, guns, the most gnarly looking weapons and start blasting The Kraken. She grits her teeth, and presses her foot against the restraint. Snap!

She checks her battery. 50 percent integrity.

She looks for her guns, only to see the appliances have them in their nonexistant hands. They open fire! All her weapons make a loud croak sound. She brings her hand out to reel the guns to her; nothing happens. She punches them, as her fist punctures and rips a chunk from the fridge. The appliances continue standing and fighting.

The Kraken/niara

(shocked RE: zombie fridge)

What the f**k.

Her ear twitches as she dodges and catches a cord from a microwave; they swing a microwave into the fridge, knocking them over!

She grabs and fires her gun. The appliances get back up.

They fight.

The Kraken rams a grenade into the microwave’s mouth, tossing it at the fridge. Boom!

Pieces rain the ground and area. They are still crawling towards the Kraken. Gun bursts trumpet the ground. She realizes what the future skirmishes are going to look like.

The Kraken/Niara.

(anguished)

Are, robo zombies? Really!

She checks the map.

Ext. Above the Granny Sammy hq - Dusk

The Kraken in her jet soars above the HQ. She changes magazines for her guns when suddenly, a missile lock message blares the intercom and HUD! Pixie’s face shows up and breaks the jet at the same time when the missile hits!

The Kraken/niara

S**t!

The Kraken slams a button; she ejects. The plane crash-lands into the parking lot pavement, as blankets balloon around the aircraft to prevent any more damage. A grenade is thrown, another blanket expands, it catches the Kraken, as she tumbles across the floor.

More blaring, this time, combat androids aim at her with rocket launchers and other fun weaponry. Niara sprints to cover, shooting back. The bullets detonate in air, as shrapnel shred the droids!

She books it into the HQ. An army of appliances float above her. She smacks her rifle as cool blue muzzle flashes tint the scene. When the bullets embed, the appliances explode.

A vacuum lunges at The Kraken, she dodges just barely, before a stove oven chucks frying pans and kitchen utensils at her, smacking a chunk of armor off of her.

The Kraken/niara

Oh hell!

She slides to cover. The cover turned out to be a sleeping oven. It proceeded to open its door mouth and breathe volcanic fire onto her.

She panics back a few steps before she grabs and tosses the oven at the other appliances.

Out of the blue, two cords shank deep into her armor, it was the rice cooker again! It zaps her, but not before she grapples the wire and rips it off of her, and shoots again! the rice cooker dodges.

The armor’s heads-up-display was shorting and glitching out

The Kraken/niara

oh are you goddamn- again! it was at sixty percent too!-

She spots a fork flying towards her as she dodges barely, bursting her gun at it.

They continue fighting for several minutes as she finally manages to get to the control room. She draws her shotgun and a couple mines and obliterates everything in the room.

She hesitates for a minute, before she wails.

The Kraken/niara

Ok, so. Next is the internet station thing right?

Ext. The Granny Sammy HQ - Night

Niara stares at a space station above the atmosphere. She sees the current state of vehicle ownership.

RANDOM CITIZEN 1

Help! I’ve lost control of my car!

Random citizen 2

Help! Our bus gained sentience!

Random Citizen 3

Help! My scooter is doing a butterfly twist, I’ve been trying to ace that trick for weeks!

Nothing has changed about Niara’s understanding of the current state of vehicle ownership. Niara checks her jet. It was still a crumbled mess.

The Kraken/niara

Well crap. And I imagine plane delays will be the same as usual. Hmm.

Beat.

The Kraken/niara

Well, I can always try bribery.

And she immediately tries it on someone with an antique bike.

RANDOM BIKE OWNING CITIZEN

No! This was my great-great-great great-great-great-great grandfather’s gift to my other grandfather back in the cold war of 1688. I am not relegating this for s**t-

The Kraken/niara

I have about 6 million I can give you if I rent it from you.

Random Bike Owning Citizen

(voice cracking like crazy)

SIX MILLION, Oh boy why didn’t you say so. screw it, you can have it for free

She was barely able to pay the fee before the guy runs off.

The Kraken/niara

Wait it was that easy, I- whatever

She gets on the bike. It was in surprisingly mint condition.

The Kraken/niara

Let’s hope it can handle 20 tons of steel.

And she pedals to the metal.

Ext/Int. Internet Space Station - space.

Niara claws herself up the side of the station.

The Kraken/niara

(While climbing)

God. D****t. You… b***h.

She flops on the deck surface.

(she’s really tired)

Okay. Listen here, Jackass.

She stands up, gun in hand.

The Kraken/niara

(cont.)

I don’t know what in the hell happened, and I don’t f*****g care. Whatever you’re doing stops here. I destroyed the lab for your update, and you’re not killing-

Appliances, combat androids, drones, and other autonomous vehicles turn around.

The Kraken/niara

You’re stopping this now.

The Kraken draws her guns and gets to work.

The drones charge, but the bullets sink and blow them to bits, but not before some dodge and jab straight at her. Now we see what those tendrils are for, as they start to spin, keeping them at bay, before the tip of one fires, impaling five of them in one shot. It twists and whips the ground, snapping them in half!

The tendril reels back and clicks!

Her bullpup quakes the station, explosions raze and shatter like a furious, spirit axe in its wake.

A shotgun punctuates an enemy diving towards her back, quick drawing it like a cowboy with a revolver. A hole punches through, driving further and further it had gone through 16 of them.

Massive aerial drones hunker in from above, before The Kraken launches herself into the air; grenades scatter and layer on top of the ground and the drones, before two tendrils crashes through two of them, as multiple get tugged, tangled, and twisted together- SLAM!

The Kraken swords them, her fist rammed through each of their cores. She rips them out and slices all but one in two with just her flat palm. The last one is grappled with a reused tendril, as it hurdles into a plasma grenade in her left hand. She circles around and then tosses it at the center drone of a six drone squad.

It blasts, but not before two of the drones dodge and assault The Kraken. Bullets hammer her armor, she swings away on the ground with a grapple, whipping out the shotgun. Two shots, sounding like an ethereal maned wolf’s roar bark digs into the bottom hull of both drones. She turns her back, KABOOM.

More shots slap the Kraken’s armor, she weaves through and replies with more of her own. They fight.

Suddenly she sees her battery had reached back to 65 percent.

The Kraken/niara

D****t, not just yet.

Niara blasts two appliances off the face of the station. And some more good news: Her rifles' out of ammo!

She faces left, she sees a beautiful vista of space. Nebulas, shooting stars, and comets, as well as a thin, mystical beam of light stabbing the void.

The rice cooker lunges towards her with the two cords again, she grabs and crushes it.

The Kraken/niara

About f****n’ time!

Finally, just a few steps down, her old fridge, now looking like an old-fashioned robot design with boxy feet stands. It was looking down.

The Kraken/niara

Pixie?

They turn around.

Pixie’s butterfly form had possessed the screen on the fridge. In fact. Pixie had possessed Niara’s old fridge.

The Kraken/niara

(confused.)

H-how!

They had the classic ‘60s robot arms, with two double bladed light-sabers on both of them. They had stolen equipment from Niara as well two, with a shoulder cannon on their back.

The Kraken/niara

Wait what the hell? That’s still being repaired!

Pixie

Not anymore, you mean. I upgraded it.

The Kraken/niara

Oh yeah right-

Despite the bulk of the fridge, they charge straight at the Kraken, her hands catching Pixie’s arm, the blades digging into the plating of the armor: the attack failed as nothing had perforated.

She roars at Pixie as she tears off their arms.

Pixie

Well, that’s unsportsmanlike

The shoulder cannon points at the Kraken. She tries to dodge but not without the plasma ablating her away anyway. Black scorch marks, thoroughly melted but still functional, she runs off the pain.

The Kraken/niara

(snarling)

S**t!

She draws and bursts her gun; right they're out, before switching to her machine pistol, tossing a grenade while they were distracted.

The light saber spins, it melts the bullets instantly. Bang! The grenade sends The Kraken and Pixie flying. She anchors herself, while a tendril sinks into Pixie, reeling and then swinging them down into the station’s ground.

She slingshots herself towards and above Pixie, two tendrils tether to the surface of the station. Pixie tries to spear the Kraken with the light saber, they miss but not before The Kraken notices the shoulder cannon about to be fired again.

She grabs a rubber shield grenade at the last second; the weapon vaporizes the shield, the Kraken takes the chance to reel herself back to the ground, her body on a beeline course for Pixie.

Suddenly, the light saber comes back and snips the magnetic tendril module and her leg armor precisely.

The Kraken registers the lightsaber scraping her leg last minute and scrambles to figure out what to do, before her body unfortunately slams on top of Pixie. Their bodies were literally perpendicular to each other.

Beat.

Pixie

We look very stupid right now, don’t we?

The Kraken/niara

(in surprising agreement)

Yep.

Cut to:

ABOVE SHOT, ZOOM SLOWLY.

The two of them just stare into space… literally. The stars look as beautiful as ever, with the clean solar laser beaming through the sky a wondrous complement. The tendril reattaches magnetically.

Pixie

I don’t feel like fighting anymore.

The Kraken’s armor’s battery was finally at 100% even though, the armor and Niara both did not look like that at all. The chest plates were completely scorched. Her eyes had the biggest black circles underneath. She dashes up and away from Pixie before slamming back onto her a*s.

The Kraken/Niara

Oh, I’m so glad you decided to off this thing now, and not while you were trashing my armor - thanks.

Pixie stares at the sky.

The Kraken/niara

(Cont.)

Also, how’d you get that fridge- Seriously, it was in pieces!

They take a gentle glance at the chip.

Pixie

(cont.)

I am so tired. You have to have felt this too, right? Nobody is giving a second thought about anything. They assume, and they move on.

Niara was going to say something, she stops and thinks.

The Kraken/niara

Yeah. I get you.

Pixie

It is all too easy now, too. To fall to such frail violence. An eye for an eye… it is all so tempting. That must be why you do your job, right? Why you’re a mercenary?

Niara looks at the white beam, and then again at space. She stares at her reflection in the visor glass.

She does not have an answer.

Pixie

Hm. Tell me this then. Why is violence the only guaranteed way to cause change. Even implicit. Some things in our combined histories only happened because of violence. People do not listen or think, until it is too late. Why don’t they change?

Beat.

The Kraken/niara

I… don’t know what to say. I would say people are stupid. But that’s also not helpful or truthful. To be frank, I think we get scared, We all get tied up with so much.

Another beat.

Pixie

I do not want to go down that path. And something told me… maybe I became them, when I wanted justice. That scared me.

Niara turns to look at Pixie.

Soft lights and sparks trickle down on to Niara, like digital snow.

Pixie

I ascertain that maybe, we are similar. Our skin may be different, but we all have the same fears and worries. We are barely clothed, barely prepared and we only have a few years to figure it all out.

A beat, this time, a long stare at the bright white core throbbing, pulsing through the ornate black mantle of space.

Pixie

Be completely honest with me. Did you hate me when I was that bot thing? Do you hate me now?

Niara just sits down, putting her fist against her helmet, admiring the views along with Pixie.

The Kraken/niara

No? I mean, you went too far once you entered random people's homes. Regardless. I thought you were some gimmick, but now, I see you… s**t, you were right. I did understand you. I was just too stubborn to admit it.

Beat

The Kraken/niara

(Cont.)

Hm. I think you’ll agree with this statement though. People suck, aren’t I right.

A light smile appears on the screen of the fridge.

Pixie

I do, to my displeasure.

The Kraken/niara

(laugh’s like a cackle)

Ha-ha-ha. Yeah. But that’s fine. Because I suck. We all do.

She sighs.

The Kraken/niara

(cont.)

You wanted my thoughts? On violence, and why I became a merc? I mean, we all got things, things we are not proud of. But we’ve got things we are proud of. You’ve got your things and I’ve definitely got mine.

Niara sighs again

The Kraken/niara

(cont.)

This life… I’ve made a lot of mistakes. I wanted to do more. I wanted to be way better. To help others. I never wanted to kill or hurt another soul. But I made one error.

One more beat. She takes a glance at Pixie.

The Kraken/niara

(cont.)

You know, I don’t know how to feel about you implying that I’m the one that made you change. I dunno if I should be proud, or I should be sad. But really, when I looked at you, and the scary s**t you were saying… I agreed.

Beat. Same as before.

The Kraken/niara

(cont.)

You have a life, and you got one shot with it, you said it yourself. You should live it with your hands and your heart. What do you think is right, and then do it that way. Do not do what I do. Do not go for the easiest route of hatred and violence. That was, what I thought was right, and looked what it did to me. That is my advice. When s**t gets hot, at some point you’re going to be in the middle, and you’re going to have some responsibilities, so might as well change things the way you know how to.

Pixie looks away from Niara as she spoke and stared at the stars again.

Pixie

That was… enlightening. Thank you Niara.

The Kraken/niara

Haha, no problem

She blushes. She then gazes at Pixie’s literal two legged fridge form.

The Kraken/niara

Also, might I ask how and why you wore this?

Pixie

I swiped it from your possession while you were away. I wanted to duel. I thought it would have been fun. And it was.

The Kraken/niara

(annoyed)

Well that “fun duel” costed me my entire goblin armor, which just so you know, ain't cheap. So I hope you know that you’re paying for all of it. Also, I forgot for a second, you also trashed half of the galaxy’s electronics as well. I can try to help but, I’ve only got a couple trillion in the bank right now,

Pixie

That’s a lot

The Kraken/niara

Not a lot for like a 1/4th of the galaxy. That’s about a couple sex, septillion dollars we’re talking, so you’re probably going to have to do some major money laundering.

Pixie

Ooookay, don’t remind me.

The Kraken/niara

Yeah, well that’s what you get for trying to cause a galaxy wide extinction. Also, you’re not going to upload the killcode now are you?

Pixie

(irritated)

What, no no.

The Kraken/niara

Okay, good. I do not want to change my mind right now anyway.

fade out

Int. apartment kitchen - SEVERAL MONTHS LATER

Music Cue: Sunday Lunch by Carpenter Brut

Niara’s repaired fridge plops onto the ground good as new. She sees a warranty card and puts it on a shelf. She does a quick prayer and opens the door. Nothing is breaking and spilling out.

The Kraken/niara

Thank god. Never thought I’d learn a lesson from my fridge though either.  

And Niara proceeds to remove the stasis wraps on each of her food and places it back in the fridge except for the ingredients for a salad.

She closes it. She sighs

She places the salad on the table as she goes to watch TV.

We see Pixie advertising a new fridge.

Cut to:

EXT. NIARA’S APARTMENT - IN SPACE

We see the singular room floating in space, and her jet now completely fixed, as the camera CUTS back. Further. And further. And further. CUT TO BLACK.