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Night had settled over the protest camp on Verdantis-9.
Small fire pits glowed across the fields where farmers gathered in tired circles.
Banners hung limply in the wind. The long protest had worn everyone down.
Eryndel Vorn stood quietly among them, staring at the holo-screen still floating in his hand.
On it played a short clip. A scene from 3 Idiots.
Rancho standing at a funeral. Talking about pressure.
About how systems break people.
The clip ended.
For a few seconds, Eryndel said nothing.
"...."
He looked around the camp.
Farmers arguing. Some exhausted.
Some angry. Some simply staring at the ground.
Ninety lives lost months ago.
And still no change. He whispered to himself.
"If only…"
He stopped.
His eye narrowed. Then widened.
"...."
The idea struck him so suddenly it almost felt physical.
"If the galaxy won't hear us…"
He turned toward the screen again.
"…then we make them see us."
He replayed the scene.
Rancho confronting authority. Speaking for those who had no voice.
Eryndel's heart began beating faster.
"A movie…"
He said under his breath.
"If someone told our story…"
He straightened suddenly.
"People would watch."
Not a news clip. Not a buried article. A story. A film.
Something that would reach millions.
Something like 3 Idiots had.
And there was only one studio in the galaxy right now capable of doing that while they could reach to.
Star Entertainment.
Eryndel hurried to his father.
Torvek was speaking with other farmers when his son interrupted.
"Father." Torvek turned.
"What is it?"
Eryndel held up the screen showing the movie scene.
"Look at this."
Torvek frowned looking at his son showing 3-idiots scene.
"A film?"
"Yes."
"What about it?"
Eryndel spoke quickly even through he loved this movie now is not the time for viewing memes.
"What if someone made a movie about us?"
The older farmers nearby laughed bitterly.
-Haha
"A movie? Who would make that?"
Eryndel pointed to the screen again.
"The studio that made this."
Torvek's expression hardened slightly.
"Star Entertainment?"
"Yes."
Torvek shook his head immediately.
"No."
"Why not?"
"They make comedy. Tom and Jerry. Crazy Frog. 3-idiots."
Torvek folded his arms.
"They are entertainers, son. Not activists."
Eryndel didn't back down.
"But look at this scene!"
He replayed the clip.
Rancho's speech filled the air again.
"See? They talk about real issues."
Torvek remained unconvinced.
"You think a rising studio risking its reputation will jump into a planetary water conflict?"
Eryndel answered without hesitation.
"Yes."
Torvek stared at him. Silence stretched between them.
"...."
"...."
Finally he asked quietly,
"And how exactly do you plan to reach them?"
Eryndel lifted his chin.
"I'll go to them."
Torvek blinked caught off guard by the response.
"You're serious."
"Yes."
"They're on Astraea Prime."
"I know."
"You think you can just walk into a famous studio and ask for a film?"
Eryndel met his father's gaze.
"I won't ask. I'll convince them."
The older farmers exchanged doubtful looks.
Torvek rubbed his beard slowly.
"You're chasing a fantasy."
"Maybe."
"But doing nothing is worse."
The wind swept through the protest banners again.
Torvek studied his son carefully.
"...."
He saw something in Eryndel's eye. Determination.
The same stubborn pride every farmer on Verdantis-9 carried. Finally he sighed.
-Sigh
"You really believe this will help."
Eryndel nodded determined.
-Nod
"If the galaxy sees our story ...they won't ignore us anymore."
Torvek remained quiet for a long moment. Then he spoke.
"If you're going… you go as a representative of this protest."
Eryndel's eye widened slightly.
"You mean—You carry our voice."
Torvek placed a heavy hand on his son's shoulder.
"But understand this. If they refuse…"
Eryndel nodded slowly.
-Nod
"Then at least we tried."
Far away, on another planet—Krishna was busy preparing the next day's film shoot.
He had no idea that somewhere across the galaxy—A farmer's son had just decided to cross space to ask him to tell a story.
Meanwhile...
Astraea Prime...
On Astraea Prime, the massive virtual production stage shimmered with activity.
Krishna stood in the center of the VR filming set he had constructed over the previous days.
Around him, the actors and technical team he recruited from the school prepared for the first scene of the new movie project:
The Hangover
The environment looked exactly like a luxury hotel suite and wedding preparation area.
Every detail—from the floral decorations to the hotel corridor lighting—had been digitally built using the Scene Creation Module and rendered for filming realism.
Kael's background ambience hummed softly through the audio layer.
Jacob stood near the production interface, watching the monitoring screens nervously while the other crew members adjusted their positions.
"Alright," Krishna said calmly. "First scene. Let's roll."
🎬 Scene 1 – Wedding Morning Chaos
The camera drones floated into position.
The scene opened with the wedding preparations in progress.
Guests moved about in controlled background motion while decorations were being set up.
Then the tension began.
Several characters attempted to contact Stu.
"...."
"...."
"...."
His phone rang.
-Ring -Ring.
Straight to voicemail.
His recorded message played:
"Hi, this is Stu. Leave a message after the tone. If this is a dental emergency… please contact my clinic."
The line highlighted his profession—dentist—exactly as planned.
The camera shifted. More calls were made.
Now they tried Phil who is Krishna gonna play character.
The call also went to voicemail.
Phil's casual recorded voice echoed:
"Hey, it's Phil. Don't text me today."
Behind the scenes, Jacob whispered quietly.
"Perfect timing."
The tension continued building.
In the wedding suite, Tracy, the bride, paced nervously.
Her face showed clear worry.
"Why aren't they answering?" she asked anxiously.
Nearby, Alan's father attempted to calm her.
"They'll be fine," he said reassuringly.
"It's Vegas. No windows in those rooms. They probably overslept with the heater running."
Tracy tried to believe him. She sat down slowly.
"...."
Then—Her phone rang.
-Ring. Ring.
Everyone in the room turned.
She answered immediately.
"Phil? Where are you?"
The camera cut to Krishna's side of the scene.
Where this side was total contrast where Phill and others standing with a car behind them in a lonely road and desert.
His character's voice came through strained and uneasy.
"We… messed up."
The room went silent.
"...."
"...."
"...."
Tracy frowned hearing his reply.
-Frowned
"What happened?"
Krishna delivered the next line carefully.
"Last night got out of control."
A pause.
"...."
Then the crucial line.
"…We lost Doug."
Shock spread across the room.
Tracy stood up instantly.
"What do you mean you lost Doug?!"
Her voice trembled.
"He's supposed to get married in five hours!"
Krishna sighed in defeat.
-Sigh
"That's… not gonna happen."
The line hung in the air.
-Cut!!!
Krishna looked toward the production board.
"Again," he said calmly.
They filmed the sequence multiple times.
Small adjustments were made.
Timing. Camera angle. Reaction shots.
Finally—The last take landed perfectly.
Jacob checked the playback.
"Clean."
Krishna nodded after watching the scene back to back.
-Nod
"Scene one complete."
The crew relaxed slightly.
For a first day of shooting, it had started smoothly.
The chaos of the movie had officially begun.
Days turned into a steady rhythm on Astraea Prime.
School in the morning.
Filming in the evening.
The production of The Hangover slowly began to take shape.
Krishna's VR filming environment made things efficient.
Entire streets of Las Vegas, hotel corridors, rooftops, and casino halls were recreated digitally, allowing the actors to perform inside realistic settings without leaving the studio.
Little by little, the chaotic story started coming alive.
🎬 Scene – The Morning After...
One of the earliest major scenes filmed was the morning-after hotel suite disaster.
The set looked like a war zone.
Broken furniture. An overturned couch.
Empty bottles scattered everywhere.
A mysterious chicken walking around the room.
Brax Luthoren, playing Alan, delivered the scene with awkward sincerity that immediately made the crew laugh.
He stood in the middle of the destroyed suite and calmly said.
"Guys… did we lose Doug?"
Miran Solvek, playing Stu, began panicking exactly as the character required.
His eyes darted around the room running away from the bathroom after locking it hurriedly.
Then he screamed.
"WHY IS THERE A TIGER IN THE BATHROOM?!"
The bathroom door creaked open.
The huge tiger growled.
-Growl!
Several crew members watching from the control screens burst out laughing.
Krishna kept a straight face.
"Good. Keep the panic real,"
He instructed breaking away from his character.
🎬 Scene – The Missing Tooth...
Another day of filming focused on Stu discovering that one of his teeth was gone.
Miran delivered the scene perfectly.
He touched his mouth.
Paused.
"...."
Then suddenly shouted as his face turned pale.
"MY TOOTH IS GONE!"
Alan, played by Brax, responded with innocent confusion.
"Maybe it fell out from stress."
The contrast between panic and calm absurdity made the scene land beautifully.
Jacob, monitoring the playback, whispered to Krishna.
"Brax is killing it."
Krishna nodded slightly.
-Nod
"He stopped trying to act."
"Now he's just being Alan."
🎬 Scene – The Rooftop Wedding Toast...
One of the lighter scenes involved the famous rooftop toast before the bachelor night began.
The group stood under the neon glow of the Vegas skyline.
Krishna, playing Phil, raised his drink.
"To Doug… who is about to marry the love of his life."
Alan lifted his glass too seriously.
"To Doug."
Then he added awkwardly.
"And to the wolf pack."
The actors struggled not to laugh during the takes.
After a few attempts, they finally delivered a clean version.
🎬 Scene – Mr. Chow's Entrance...
Zypher Kaelith's portrayal of Mr. Chow quickly became a favorite among the crew.
When the scene was filmed where Chow jumps out of the car trunk unexpectedly, his delivery was electric.
He leaned forward with a dangerous smile and said.
"You boys like trouble?"
Even the crew watching behind the monitors went silent for a moment.
Jacob whispered.
"Yeah… he's perfect for this role."
Production Progress
Weeks passed as scene after scene was filmed.
Some days were chaotic.
Some required dozens of retakes.
But gradually, the movie began to take form.
The actors grew more comfortable.
Brax Luthoren in particular surprised everyone.
The man once mocked across UniNet for being a terrible actor was now delivering some of the most memorable comedic moments on set.
Krishna rarely praised openly.
But one evening, after a perfect take from Brax, he simply said:
"Good work."
For Brax—Those two words meant everything.
While the filming continued smoothly on Astraea Prime…
Far across the galaxy, on Verdantis-9, a young farmer named Eryndel Vorn was already travelling to the same planet.
He carried a very different story.
One about water. About protest.
And about the ninety lives already lost.
Soon—Those two worlds would collide.
Two months passed quickly on Astraea Prime.
Scene by scene, the story was slowly coming together.
🎬 Petrol Bunk Scene...
On this particular day, the crew was filming one of the conversational scenes that set up the tension between the characters before the chaos of Vegas truly unfolds.
The VR set recreated a quiet roadside petrol station shop under soft neon lights.
Outside, the group's red car was parked near the fuel pumps.
Brax Luthoren, playing Alan, leaned casually against the car while absent-mindedly watching traffic pass by.
Inside the shop—
Phil (Krishna) and Doug stood near the counter chatting.
Meanwhile Stu walked to the refrigerator section and grabbed a bottle of water, placing it on the counter to add to the bill.
The dialogue began.
Dough asked Stu about how he informed his wife while Phil replied with a confident smile showcasing his perfect teeth's.
"Oh Yeah... Told her we're two hours outside of wine country and she brought it."
Phil looked toward Stu with a half-serious expression can't able to take it anymore.
"You lied to her and she don't know about it."
Stu nods his head with a shrug.
"Yeah"
While Phil continued to speak with irritation visible on his tone.
"So… you know what your wife's doing behind your back, right?"
Stu shrugged, trying to stay calm.
"I know."
Phil raised an eyebrow.
"And you're just okay with that?"
Stu sighed hearing his words.
-Sigh
"It's not worth the drama."
Doug, standing nearby, tried to remain neutral, rubbing his temples like he was already regretting the conversation.
"So you were in a relationship for three years. While you are still lying about Vegas."
Stu nods once again as he confessing his crime.
"Yeah, I do. But trust me it was not worth it for a fight."
Phil leaned slightly forward, continuing the teasing tone.
"So you can't go to Vegas, But she can fuck a bellhop on a Carnival Cruise Line?"
Stu responded quickly, clearly defensive.
"First of all, he was just a bartender… and she was drunk."
Phil stared at him.
Stu added firmly:
"And if you must know… nothing even happened like coming inside her."
Phil blinked slowly.
-Blink
"...."
Doug looked away, trying not to laugh.
Phil finally asked,
"You actually believe that?"
Stu crossed his arms confidently.
"Yeah."
A pause.
Then Stu added.
"She gets grossed out by… certain thing like semen."
The line landed exactly as planned.
Phil and Doug simply stared at him in stunned silence.
"...."
"...."
"...."
Behind the counter, the shopkeeper interrupted the moment.
"That'll be 32.50 credits."
The camera slowly shifted toward Stu.
Phil gestured toward him.
"You're paying."
Cut....
🎬 End of Day
Krishna reviewed the final take on the floating playback screen.
Jacob gave a thumbs up from the monitoring station.
"Good take."
"Natural pacing," Yara added from the script console.
Krishna nodded his head in satisfaction.
-Nod
"That's the one."
The filming drones powered down.
The actors relaxed, chatting as they packed up for the day.
Brax stretched his arms.
"Same time tomorrow?"
Krishna nodded as he gave instruction about next plan.
-Nod
"Tomorrow we shoot the casino hallway scene."
After saying their goodbyes, the team logged out of the VR stage one by one.
Back Home...
Krishna returned to his room.
The virtual set dissolved.
The glowing grid faded away.
His quiet bedroom slowly reappeared around him.
Outside the window, Astraea Prime's city lights shimmered against the night sky.
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