The Alliance VS Bloodhawk battle.

Thunderhawk: Okay, we need a distraction. *Vanishes*
*Reappears dressed like a drag queen* "Hey, look!"

Bloodhawk:*Nosebleed* Wha-?

Twera's Arrival

Twera: <Crap, coming in too fast…> "Coming in!" *misses mountain entirely*

Right after Twera's arrival, argument with Nemesis.

Nemesis: "DO NOT SPEAK OF FREEZING FLAME!"
Thunderhawk: "Catfight! My money's on the ugly one!"
Nem & Twera: *Evil glare*
Thunderhawk: "Ah haha.... I'm going to die a horrible death now, aren't I?"

The Demon Battle, in which Clat and Glid Escape

Twera: *fighting off demons*
Clat: *gnawing at harness*
Glid: Can't you go any faster?
Clat: You try it then, if you think you can do it better.
Twera: *falls from the group of demons, barely conscious*
Clat: *hanging half out of the harness* This is embarassing. I really hope we get another take.

Thunderhawk preparing the healing 'goop' for Twera.

Thunderhawk: *Somehow spills the mix on his private area* "Dammit, what a mess." *Cleans up and puts everything away*

The next morning
Thunderhawk: "I feel funny..." *Checks himself* "AWW, F***! I'M A WOMAN!!"

Twera sealing the Door

Twera: I…forgot my line…Could we try again?

Twera: *seals the Door, then tries to fly through* OW! Guys, let me through!
Thunderhawk: *on the other side, watching and laughing*

let me try this...

Nemesis:*flying in snow storm* wow, this is hard. *knocks over cardboard mountain with wing* shit!
Director: CUT!
Nemesis: sorry. i realy thought i had it that time.

This is so fun.

Twera's opening speech

Twera: …and there's no way you can slap together a plan without me.
Director: CUT! Twera, it's "there's no way you can coordinate an army without me."
Twera: Well, that won't work anyway. You can't have an army without a plan.
Clat: *offstage* JUST GET THE LINE RIGHT SO WE CAN MOVE ON!
Director: *exasperated* Ok, one more try. Twera, please get this right. And…ACTION!
Twera: …and there's…there's…*starts laughing*
Director: What now?
Twera: Nothing.
Director: I expect "nothing" is going to ruin this film. Try again.

Thunderhawk trapped in the human's mind.

Thunder: "SO. MUCH. PORN. WHHHHYYYYY??????
Twera: "You know you like it."
Thunder: "Maybe I would if I had a body at the moment..."
Nemesis: "Wait, you get off to humans?"
Thunder: *Indignant* "NO, it's fantasy role-play. An elf and a really little dragon."
Nemesis: "But the actors are still human..."
Thunder: "You gotta respect the art-form!"
Twera: *Disgusted* "... I got nothing."
Thunder *To self* "Oh, he's eatin' that elf good."

Twera digging her nest

Twera: *frantically starts digging, throwing dirt everywhere*
Thunderhawk: Watch it! *dirt lands on the fire, putting it out*
All: *growls, eyes gleaming in the dark* ((think cartoons))
Director: CUT! Will someone relight the fire? And, Twera, try not to throw the dirt everywhere.
Nemesis: *while director and Twera talk* I still don't see how you two are related.
Thunderhawk: It's a long story.
Nemesis: We have time. How long is it?
Thunderhawk: About six books, a movie, and a bunch of outtakes.
Nemesis: Fascinating…

Flying to Eden.

Thunder: *Dives down to grab a small tree* "This one will do good." *Grabs the tree, it stretches, but doesn't come out.* "Aww, S-" *Tree snaps back, throwing Thunder to the ground* "Ooowwwwww... Medic..."

Nemesis: i do not listen to impulses.*snorts*
Director:*shakes head* cut, cut,cut,cut,CUT!
Thunderhawk:wow, nemesis, what kind of impulses?
Nemesis:the ones to become Harry Potter.
Twera: that is a long story i suppose.
Nemesis: ya. realy long. like, if you wrote it all down it would take up...like, 7 books.
Thunderhak:or 8 movies.

Pulling scales

Director: You're going to have to pull out a scale for this scene.
Twera: WHAT?!? ARE YOU INSANE?
Thunderhawk: *to Nemesis* She's going to flame him.
Nemesis: *to Thunderhawk* Then we'd need a new director. Just watch.
Director: It'll grow back.
Twera: *grumbling* Sure. You said the same thing sixteen takes ago, and my *bleep*ing scales STILL haven't grown back.

Not based on events of the RP.

Sea serpent: "Hello there, dragon."
Thunder: "How's it going?"
*Conversation*
Thunder: "So, do you like fish sticks?"
Sea serpent: "DO YOU KNOW HOW OLD THAT DAMN JOKE IS?!?!"
Thunder: "Geeze, I guess you don't." *Throws box of fish sticks on the beach and flies away*
Sea serpent: "Wait... he was being serious..." *Looks at the fish sticks* "Damn I'm hungry."

Offstage

Twera: *stumbling around, blind* How much longer do I have to wear this?

Freezing Flame

Nimi:*blows fire*
Nemesis:*freezes flame* this is a- *cuts off and sneezes at nimi.* sorry...oops.
Nimi:*frozen with shocked expression.*
Nemesis:i don't remember that in the script.
Director:will someone please unfreeze Nimi?

The Hatching of Cla

Twera: *runs over to the egg and starts pulling off bits of shell, revealing a fist on a spring, which promptly punches her*
Thunderhawk: *quietly laughing and filming with his cellphone*
Director: CUT! What on Earth is going on here?
Twera: *sarcastic* An egg just punched me, what else?
Director: Where's the egg that was on set an hour ago?
Thunderhawk: Well, it grew legs and walked away.
Director: *glares*
Thunderhawk: It's an egg, that's what it does.

Bridge.

Nemesis: so i have waste my ice on a brdge the humans don't want? why would i do that?
Director: it's in the script.
Nemesis: screw the script!
Director: i can replace you.
Nemesis: fine.*an hour later* haaaaaaaaaaaaa, hhaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, ha,ha,ha, haaaaaaaaa. i'm out. *half formed bridge falls apart.* and so is that. next time let's use the special effects.

Off set

Me: Twera, you really have to learn your liines. This isn't rehearsal.
Twera: I know, I know. But when I get up there, Thunderhawk makes me laugh so much I forget.
Me: Maybe I'll talk to that pair later.
Twera: *hurredly* No, you don't have to.
Me: I'm your agent. I'm supposed to make you look good.

After the 'Goop attack'.

Thunder: "Damn dark dragons almost got me on their side.
Twera: "What did they do? Attack your mind?
Thunder: "No, they... They..."
Nemesis: "Oh, spit it out!"
Thunder: *Nearly crying* "They offered me cookies!!!"
Everyone: *Facepalm*
Nemesis: "...Wait, wasn't that my joke?"

Battle

Nemesis:*fly around fake killing people.* hurra!
Shadow: what about the dark side miss?
Nemesis: you got cookies?
Shadow: no. *get's head ripped off by nemesis*

Battle.

Dark dragon: *Breathes fire on Thunderhawk, has no effect.* "What? You should be dead?!"
Thunder: *Grinning* "Force-field."
Dark dragon: "Wait, isn't that like God-modding or something?"
Thunder: "Nope, I have a valid explanation for it."
Dark dragon: *Unconvinced* "Oh, really?"
Thunder: *Gives a long and technical description of various theories about electromagnetism, ionized plasmas, ect.*
Dark dragon: *Head explodes*
Thunder: "Well, science isn't for everyone." *Goes back to fighting.*

Watching end credits

Twera: *bleep*! Thunder's before me! That's *bleep*ing not fair! I had a muchh bigger role in this picture!
Me: Twera, please stop swearing. Otherwise we'd have to change the rating

Offstage
Nemesis: *practicing lines* twenty thousand twera. all armed with plastic hammers and toy guns.
Twera: what do we do?
Thunderhaw: *laughes*
Nemesis: i dont exactly know. thought you'd come up with something.
Twera: i'm 18! your ******* 3,000! where's all that wisdom with age go?
Nemesis: i lost that with my virginity twenty years ago.
Thunderhawk: wow. that's worse than the 40 year old virgin.

Offstage

Older Clat: I'm exactly as mean as I look. I have my own plan. You're not going to stop me.
Nemesis: I know I'm not………but your mother can.
Older Clat: *pales* You're…you're…not bringing her HERE, are you?

Offstage.

Director: *Angry* "OKAY, what happened to the scripts!?"
Thunder: "Sorry, I had a chemical spill in my trailer."
Director: "And?..."
Thunder: "I had to spend the night with Nemesis."
Director: "And?..."
Thunder: "Do you know how cold she keeps it in her trailer?"
Director: *Getting angrier* "What does that mean?"
Thunder: *Defensive* "Well, I had to keep warm somehow."
Director: *Barely controlling himself* "So you burned the scripts?"
Thunder: "Well, I may have mixed then in with the props..."
Director: *Trembling with rage* "Why didn't you sleep with Twera?"
Thunder: "What?! She's my sister! ...Not that I got any anyhow..."
Director: "You are so lucky that you're armor plated and twenty times my size..."

Meanwhile…

Me: You should be nicer to Thunderhawk.
Twera: *defensive* Why?
Me: HE'S YOUR *bleep*ING BROTHER!
Twera: And they tell ME to cut down on the swearing. Humaansd can be such hypocrites.
Me: Get used to it. You still have a lot more of this picture to go.
Twera: *bleep* *bleep* *bleep*
Me: That's my girl.

Meanwhile, in Asia...

Chinese Dragon: "I fear the balance of the world has been upset, we must do something."
Japanese Dragon: "Bah, let the humans build a giant robot. That always seems to work."
Chinese Dragon: *Sighing* "What have you been doing with your time?"
Japanese Dragon: "Watching Anime, Now leave me be, I'm missing Bleach."

Another meanwhile, with the Great Ones

Fan: Wow, you guys are HUGE!
Water: So?
Fan: Can I get your autograph?
Fire: Why?
Fan: So I can prove I met you.
Draco: Sell it for more autograph money is more like it.
Loudspeaker: Great Ones to hair and makeup.
Air: That's our cue!
Darkness: Why do they say hair and makeup? We don't even havehair.
Time: That, dear brother, is the greatest mystery of all

Director: "CUT! Why can't you get your lines straight?"
Thunderhawk: "'Cause it's not what I would say."
Director: *Holds out arms* "Look at all the F***s I give!" *Several birds land on him*
Thunderhawk: "Looks like you have eight of them."
Director: *Glares*
Thunder: "Oops, eight and a half, one of 'em just laid an egg."

((Didn't quite get that one…))

Director: Twera, please speak English. There's no money in the budget to subtitle everything you say.
Twera: *as she speaks, subtitles appear* Voila! See? Subtitles.
Director: Wait…that…that shouldn't happen…
Twera: *with subtitles* You'redirecting a movie starring real dragons aand you're surprised by a bit of magic? Here I was, thinking rocks were dense…

((There's several images online of people holding their hands out, or holding an empty container, and saying "Look at all the F***s I (Don't)give." It means that they don't care. The birds flew into the director's 'empty space', thus utterly changing his meaning.))

Between scenes

Thunderhawk: *Rigging up pyrotechnics*
Director: "What are you doing?"
Thunderhawk: "This is an action movie, with dragons. We need more fire and explosions."
Director: "Uh,huh whatever." *Small firework goes off* "JESUS!"
Thunderhawk: "No, that was an M-88, 'Jesus' is the 30 inch mortar over there."
Director: "You're going to kill us all..."

While Thunderhawk is setting up fireworks

Twera: He's not going to kill us ALL, just a couple stunt doubles.
Director: But we didn't hire anystunt doubles…
Twera: Oops…

and that is blasphemy.

What is?

@ Greek: What? Naming the mortar Jesus?

Might be my idea

Still working on pyro.

*Huge flame crosses the stage*
Thunder: "Flamethrower's working! Now we don't have to worry about Twera's dragon-breath anymore!"
Twera: "What are you saying brother?"
Thunder: "Err, nothing, I mean, it's perfectly normal."
Twera: "I'm gonna flame you to ****ing ash."
Thunder: "But that's the problem that I'm solving..."
Twera: *Evil glare*

The ancient book

Twera: It's the way the book is. It knows what you need and will change accordingly.
Nemesis: That's a clever idea.
Twera: It's not MY idea, though. Wait, look. The book is changing. *the writing on the page changes*
Thunderhawk: What's it say?
Twera: That you're an idiot.
Nemesis: Where does it say…*Twera points to the page*…well, it does.

Thunderhawk: "You know, I just realized something, we're all naked."
Everyone: "..."

Clat's death

Twera: *pushes Clat's head against the rocky ground*
Director: CUT! No, no, no! You'redoing it all wrong.
Twera: Am I? *lets Clat up*
Clat: *stretches out her neck*
Director: Yes, you are. You need to really force her head to the ground.
Twera: What if I hurt her?
Director: In all honesty, the rocks will be hurt more than her.

offstage

Thunder: so you want to see a movie later?
Nem: depends on the movie
Thunder: how about tangled, that movie makes me cry
Nem: *shakes head* your such a girl
Thunder; OK, what movie would you see?
Nem: sniper, or red, or maybe the avengers
Thunder: ya, and your not a girl
Nem: do you even know what though movies are?
Thunder: nope. but i assume their romantic
Nem: *shakes head* why do i bother?

Somewhere off set

Twera: *trying to go into one of the human's trailers* Why. Don't. I. FIT!!!
Me: because you're twice as big as the trailer.
Twera: Are you calling me fat?
Me: *thinking quickly* No, I'm calling you a dragon.
Twera: What's the difference?
Me: In all honesty, not much

Outside the studio.

Thunderhawk: "Hey, cool! It's the joker!"
The Joker: "Hey, pal. Put 'er there." *Holds out hand*
Thunderhawk: "Sweet." *Holds claw out for handshake*
Joker: *Evil grin, killer joy-buzzer goes off*
Thunderhawk: "Ye-ow! Hey, I can do that too!" *Shocks Joker*
Joker: *Falls over, dead*
Thunderhawk: *Slightly concerned* "... Hey guy, you alright?"

First day of shooting

Twera: I can't believe they're doing a movie!
Me: It's not like you didn't know.
Thunderhawk: She's always been like that. It'll be interesting to see her character. Me on the other hand…
Twera: You walked out on the family!
Thunderhawk: How many times do I hhave to apologize?
Twera: *walks ahead a ways, then turns her head back* Just the once. It's funny to hear you say it. *walks into the studio gate*
Thunderhawk: *laughing* And THAT is worth doing this movie!

Creating the fake Clat.

Thunderhawk: "It's alive, it's alive! IT'S... Trying to mate with me... Why is it always the ugly ones?"
Real Clat: "What did you just say?" *Evil look*
Thunderhawk: "Errr..."
Twera: "I better not have heard what I think I did."
Director: "You better have a good explanation, we don't have a big enough budget to replace you, and I am NOT getting between a bunch of dragons."

meeting .....ah crap! what's his name? oh well.

nem: lands n cave*
old dragon:hello nemesis.
nem: how do you now me?
old dragon: t's in the script.
nem: hell, your in the script but i don't know you!

Somewhere in the studio…

Glid: Where are those damn dragons? I think I'm lost. I know I made a left at the giant hand…or was it a foot?

Director: "AND, ACTION!"
*Massive explosion*
Director: "JESUS!!!"
Thunderhawk: *Coughing* "Yeah, Now let's try to get out of here before stage two goes off."
Director: "Stage two!?!"
Thunderhawk: "Stage two is "Resurrection," something that we'll need if we don't get away in time."
Director: "I hate being right."

The council

Fire: *staring into the bowl* Am I supposed to see something? Because all I'm seeing is a bowl of dishwater from the diner set across the way.
Air: How do you know?
Fire: Says so, right on the bowl. Kindof ruins the effect.
Draco: Shouldn't we work on the scene?
Life: Great idea. *dumps water on Draco*