Extension of radio show idea this show will interview the various characters taking time to learn a bit about their daily lives and how the power outage affected them. Through these interviews you will discover what lies behind the scenes of this so-called accident. Enjoy, don’t enjoy really is up to you.

Characters for this piece Veronica Malone, Finn Calloway, and Max Matrix.

Vee is a nickname for Veronica Malone, a hard-boiled detective.

Finn Calloway is a 35-year-old tech CEO who established his data empire from the ground up. He was born and raised in New York City. His company deals with AI and data analytics. He is known for being sharp and low-key, and for staying a step ahead in a world driven by data and power.

Some additional details about Finn:

• Physical Attributes: He is 6’2″ with short, dark brown hair, a light scruff, and dark brown eyes that often seem thoughtful. He has a lean but strong build, olive skin, and a small scar on his chin. He dresses simply in clean, tailored clothes.
• Personal Life: He is single and has never been married. He enjoys simple things like grilled cheese sandwiches, driving by the water, and watching the John Wick series. His favorite book is The Da Vinci Code.
• Possessions and Motto: His favorite possession is his late mother’s wedding ring, which holds sentimental value for him. His personal motto is, “No one else is going to make you happy”.

Max Matrix, once a teen hacker now a half a$$ed young adult that refuses to leave her room unless dragged out. Smart but overconfident and believes everyone around her is dumber.

General Characteristics of Max:

• A high-class hacker and “lady of the Salt Blue clan.”
• Has a crude attitude and often uses crude language.

Physical Description:

• 22 years old, 5’6”, with short brown hair and brown eyes.
• Has pale skin due to lack of nutrition and sunlight.
• Has dirty brown hair, deep dark circles, and unhealthy pale skin.

Personal Details:

• Born on August 20, 2060
• Strives to be mature and womanly but is inspired by hackers.
• Sees herself as a femme fatale and constantly seeks female role models.

Likes and Possessions:

• Favors red and blue colors.
• Enjoys eating meat, blue martini, books, movies, and Cyber Screwdriver.
• Wears baggy sweats and dark colored clothes.

Personal Motto:

• Believes in turning off and letting it burn.
• Believes life ends when she stops fighting.

The blinds blocked the light from entering the office; blackout curtains had been added ages ago to prevent screen glare, something that was becoming a problem of the past the more smog that filled the sky. With a soft beep, a message tone sounds, the only type of alarm she relied on. Slowly from behind the desk a woman rose; her shirt was crumpled and her hair was a mess on her head, another day spent sleeping in the office; she didn’t even make it to the couch. Aside from a few crumbled blue gum wrappers on her desk, the office was relatively clean. As she stood, she pushed her hair out of her face, revealing a pair of dark, sharp eyes. On the screen flashed a message; soon, however, more began to pour in. With a low, mumbled curse, she grabbed a piece of gum and chewed it until the cinnamon taste woke her up. It seems like tonight was going to be another all-nighter.

With a soft clink, the blinds opened automatically, revealing the hidden speakers, allowing the sounds of birds to enter the room gradually, hitting a plateau; as if on command, the man in the bed sat up. His eyes flew open as there was the soft beep and the bathroom door opened, a robotic voice playing, ‘Bathroom sanitation complete, floors warmed to optimal temperatures, today’s schedule…beep…error…lost…rebooting, rebooting.’ The man held no surprise in his eyes as he slowly moved the blanket off himself and stood, his large hands running through his short brown hair as he said a command. “Ignore the schedule for today; play morning sounds, B. There will be quite a few things to get done. For breakfast let’s do something quick; a BlueWake nutrition bar should do the trick.” The man chuckled and walked into the bathroom, stopping for a moment and quietly counting to 3; as if on cue, the robot gave up on finding a schedule and began to play soft forest sounds. The bathroom door closed to hide the man’s knowing smile that reflected in the mirror.

It was impossible to tell what time of day it was; only the light of the screens lighting the windowless cement block “NO NO NO NO NO Boss is gonna kill me!” There was the frantic sound of keyboards clacking as a scrawny woman surrounded by screens practically screeched, the concrete walls absorbing her anguished cries. Her bangs covered her face, but she couldn’t care less since she could see through the strands; her desk and floor were littered with cans that were partially crushed. Whenever her fingers fly to another keyboard, the cans hit the floor with a light ‘tink.’. “AGH, I AM GONNA DESTROY WHOEVER PULLED THIS!” She muttered, her chair spinning to point her at another screen, out of breath in her anger. With a click she grabbed another energy drink and chugged it, blue liquid wetting her throat. “WHEN I FIND YOU, I AM GONNA TELL EVERYONE WHAT COLOR UNDERWEAR YOU WEAR.” With renewed determination, she began her furious typing once again.

Each character would have an introduction like this

introducing their morning after the blackout!

Synopsis

2082, a world full of smog and pollution only for the poor, that is, while the wealthy live in luxury in their sky-high real estate above the clouds of smog. Everyone was satisfied with the status quo, just trying to make it to the weekend. Who would have guessed it would all end in a single blackout? It was a day like any other; the cabs soared overhead, and you could smell the sweet artificial smells that were being pumped out from the food stalls. Breakfast was coming to a close, and everything was about to hit its peak when the vendor switched to their lunch prices only for every screen to go black. Anything plugged in died, and the never-ending whirring in the city suddenly silenced. Then came the screams of panicked citizens, plunged into darkness with no sun to rely on. It took an hour for the lights and machines to slowly flicker to life once again. The darkness was momentary, but the true problem was just beginning. What or who had caused the largest city to come to a complete standstill?

Act 1 Set up

We will set up each character’s identity as presented earlier, adding in how they meet and decide to either work together or against each other; not every person is the hero after all.

Act 2 conflict

The main conflict will begin in when they finally found who caused them and then the confrontation of course.

Act 3 resolutions

Will they go separate ways or will they become better people together? Who goes to prison, who stumbles into wealth, and who becomes a better or worse person is decided here!

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