Note: I really hate forms like this when you get distracted and click a link and it doesn't open in a new window, and instead you lose everything you've written. It really sucks.
That being said, here goes again.
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(This is related to a fragment; bear this in mind.)
I was Bruce Willis (perhaps odd, as I'm female) in a movie googleplex with multiple theaters, instead of just multiple screens. But right now, I was stuck in a room filled with crazy teenagers (crazier than normal, I mean... I'm a teenager myself, so I know the breed).
One of them was a tremendously fat male with a testicle obsession, who decided he liked me, invited me to kick him in the balls, was amused when I couldn't find them as they were hidden by copious layers of fat, and then decided to follow me around all night.
Right.
Anyway... in breaking out of the room filled with the teenagers, I set off an alarm or something. I was in the building in the first place in an attempt to prove studio executives wrong when they lied and said I hadn't had a certain line. (No clue what the line was, by the way.)
So me and Testicle Boy and two chicks are now running around, trying to lose the people chasing us, and trying to find the film reel that has the line on it.
And now I'm one of the chicks. But Bruce Willis is still there.
We're running around, and duck into a theater, were they're screening some movie to see how the general public likes it. The odd thing is that the screen is actually several feet into the room; it's almost more like a theatre's wings than a movie theater screen.
So we snuck behind the screen to the other side of the theater and out the door there, where the bad guys' henchmen were happy to spot us, and chased us around.
Then we ducked into a second theater, same setup as the first, only they're checking an animated movie frame-by-frame for errors and such.
Again, we snuck through, and exited by the entrance, where we saw an empty movie theater.
The other girl, and Testicle Boy, started to head for one of the other screens, but I saw a sign that intrigued me, and called them over. The sign, set a few feet down a little hall just to the left of the concessions stand, read "Library".
So we went to the library, and it wasn't a library; rather, it was a workshop of sorts, staffed almost entirely by aliens.
It turned out that Testicle Boy wasn't really a really fat kid, but actually an alien packaged up in a fat suit to look human.
A female of his species also worked in the shop, and said that their species' mortal enemy had two ships on earth, which were both in the workshop; she'd destroyed one, but didn't have the power to destroy the other. So we looked to TB-the-Alien and he pouted and sighed and damaged it so that it didn't look damaged, but wouldn't help out the studio executives and their scientists, who were trying to figure out how to conquer space and find aliens to use as slave labor.
