Basic Plot For Robotic Roommate Pilot (Part 1)

Introduction to first scene

Cut to Chase in front of laptop with USB key wire sticking into front of neck, pupils displaying the downloaidng or loading icon as he drools. Lyric walks in.

Lyric: Hey man I was wondering if you'd help me out with-

Lyric stops and walks up to Chase in frozen expression.

Lyric (screaming): WHAT THE HELL?!

USB key pops out of Chase and Chase stammers, blinks his eyes and icons disappear back into pupils.

Chase: I...holy shit I...Lyric I...

Lyric (screaming): Give me my fucking computer!

Chase hands back computer and hesitates a little, backing up as Lyric balls up fists and walks up to him.

Lyric: Tell me what hell you were snooping on my computer for.

Lyric pokes Chase on the chest angrily as Chase starts hesitating even more.

Chase: Look I...I can't really explain...

Lyric takes out flip phone from pocket and holds her thumb on the 9, Chase looks at phone and back at Lyric nervously.

Chase: I...what are you doing...?

Lyric: I know some buddies at the station who are bored as shit and wouldn't give a shit if they had to put somebody to the fucking electric chair. Now, I'd recommend you telling me why you were on my pc before you so dearly regret it.

Chase gulps.

Chase: Look I...I seriously can't tell you, but I promise it wasn't for anything bad!

Lyric: You had two simple rules to follow, and you broke both of them.

Lyric presses the 9 button and phone starts to ring.

Chase (screaming): Sorry about this...!

Chase shoves Lyric to the wall and grabs her phone as Lyric moans, somebody picks up and he crushes the phone with his hand, it crumbles into many pieces until he opens up his hand and it's all just dust.

Chase: I...I...

Dust blows away and Lyric begins to laugh creepily. Lyrics nose begins to bleed and Chase sighs in a almost crying tone.

Chase (mutters): Awww shit.

Lyric: Heh heh...you dumb fuck...

Lyric crawls to drawer near wall and climbs herself back up, opens up drawer and takes out a hunting knife.

Chase (stuttering in fear): Who keeps a knife in an antique drawer?!

Lyric starts circling Chase with the hunting knife, Lyric looking angry and grinning with a bit of sadness in her eyes.

Lyric (screaming): All of you assholes always invade my stuff!

Lyric tries stabbing Chase, Chase dodges and Lyric ends up stabbing wall.

Lyric (screaming): And all of you always have the fucking nerve to judge e for the shit you see!

Chase dodges again and lets Lyric fall onto table. Lyric gets back up with red cheeks.

Chase: I'm not judging you of anything, I don't even know what you're talking about!

Lyric (screaming in a saddened tone): Liar!

Chase misses the chance to dodge, Lyric finally gets him and slashes at his arm. Chase kneels down holding his arm in place. Lyric calms down, blinks, and then realizes shes made a mistake.

Lyric (in worrisome tone): Oh god dude I'm so so fucking sorry! I...I'll get some towels.

Lyric gets up and stops when she heard a robotic voice.

Computer: Energy liquid at breach of lowering, detachment required.

Lyric: What's going on...?

Chase: You...might want to look away from this.

Chase's arm falls off and rolls up to Lyric's feet, showing no bone nor muscle, just weird light blue goo.

Computer: Energy liquid breach detected, containing breaches.d

Plastic cover appears over where Chase's arm was oozing with little holes in it, same cover appearing where Chase's arm was with little tine stuff poking out. Chase gives out a nervous laugh.

Chase: Heh, you got quite a knife there, slashed out my whole arm...mind passing my arm please?

Lyric stays silent, Chase sighs and grabs arm himself. Reattaches his arm and moves it around.

Chase: Hey uh...you-

Chase hears cocking sound and looks up, Lyric is pointing gun directly at Chase, all wobbly and scared. Chase puts up his hands.

Chase:...okay?

Chase takes one step forward, Lyric backs away.

Lyric (screaming in fear): Stay back!

Chase: I-

Lyric (screaming in fear): Stay back! I mean it!

Chase: Come on, lower the gun. I'm not holding any weapon, am I?

Lyric: I've watched Termanitor. How do I know you ain't here to kill me?!

Chase: That seems like a lie here. You so far today tried stabbing me and now you're trying to shoot me. Now please, just lower the gun.

Lyric calms down and points the gun sideways. Chase sighs.

Lyric: Who...what are you?

Chase: Come on, you know who I am already.

Lyric: But you didn't tell me you were a fucking robot thing. Now tell me what your real name is, and I won't shoot.

Chase: Sigh... you'll want me to explain more than my name, won't you?

Lyric: Yes...please.

Chase sighs and pulls up a chair. Chest lights up and becomes a coffee brewer.

Chase: Want anything?

Lyric lowers down gun and sits down. Lyric nods and cup appears, brews coffee and Chase hands her the coffee.

Chase: We have a LOT to talk about.

Text appears saying 2 WEEKS LATER