Lego The Hobbit: An Unexpected Minifigure-Trailer #2

Hi everyone, Greg Olego here with a new stop motion video. This is the second trailer for the Lego Hobbit movie I am making. The movie is about two-thirds of the way finished. This trailer is less bouncy and better filmed than my original, and I now have better resources for filming. The movie will hopefully be finished sometime between the holidays and mid-February. I may publish a third trailer soon, as the new Hobbit sets have been released. Please enjoy.

Til next time, 

Greg Olego.

Forgotten: Part 3

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Part 3

I backed up quickly. I had seen these snakes before, during a battle, when one attacked CT-7487939, or "Droidhack." Let's just say that, well, he would have had some pretty interesting green-and-purple tattoos, if he was still breathing after he got them.  I ran back into the abandoned city-building, with the snake right behind me. I moved through a doorway in the back left-hand side of the room. I instantly realized I had made a mistake. The natives apparently dug underground to increase the amount of living space in each city. I was now in a room with eight possible exits, nine if you count the door I had just gone through. Any of those doorways could yield the snake behind it. Another problem: It was very dark in the building. The snake had night vision and I did not. I had lights on my helmet, but if I turned them on I would be spotted immediately. I suddenly heard a hissing, slithering sound coming from the left. My response was to quickly run through the doorway on the right. Now I was heading downhill. I heard the hissing sound behind me again. Now I had three choices: Left, right or forward. I chose the left this time. As I ran, I heard the snake right behind me. I suddenly realized I was moving upwards. I came into another room and ran directly forward. I came into another room and turned right. Suddenly I was outside. I stopped for a moment, blinking in the sudden light. That moment was all the snake needed. It whipped its tail around, knocking me onto my back, making my helmet fly off and forcing me to drop my blaster. I started to back up, while the snake lashed its claws at me. I dodged first one, then another vicious attack until my hand bumped against something, a small stone. I grabbed it and threw it as hard as I could at the snake. The stone hit it in the eye. It bellowed in pain and slithered backwards, giving me enough time to crawl over and grab my blaster. I rolled over onto my back again and fired shot after shot at it. One shot hit it in the face, one hit its torso, and one hit it in the tail, knocking it onto its belly. I stood up and fired three more shots into its head, then ran off as fast as I could. Eventually I stopped, sat down, and ate the rations hungrily. Suddenly I heard the sound of a blaster being cocked behind my head. "Surrender, clone," a battle droid said.

Thanks for reading.

Til next time, Greg Olego.

Forgotten: Part 2

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Part 2

The planet I was on, Rhizozium, is relatively pleasant. The environment is mostly wooded, like a jungle,  dotted here and there with grassy plains and savannas. The wildlife is for the most part composed of large birds, reptiles, and insects. The few mammals on the planet are quite advanced, living together in communal city-buildings taking up comparatively little space. Or at least they used to, until the Separatists arrived. The droid forces captured the innocent, peace loving natives of the planet, placing them in concentration camps. The few organic beings leading the occupation of Rhizozium mutated some of the wildlife, turning them into living weapons. The few natives who escaped the concentration camps contacted the Republic to help them free the planet. By the time the 501st arrived, however, the rebels had already been captured. Apparently, after weeks of fighting, the Republic was beaten and had to pull out, accidently leaving me behind. I was reflecting on this when I came upon one of the native's city-buildings. It was large and rectangular, built out of the natural grey stone that falls off of the mountains over time. After forcing the natives out, the Separatists had turned it into a fortress, complete with gun turrets and food rations, for whenever some of the organics came by for a status check. This one had apparently not been used for a while, as it was starting to become overgrown. I entered cautiously. There was still a few rations left on a table in one of the front rooms. I grabbed them. I had been running for hours through the jungle, so I was pretty hungry. I thought I heard a noise, so I backed out the door, blaster raised. I turned around and came face to face with a giant, ten-foot-long mutant snake, with arms ending in long claws dripping with venom.

Thanks for reading.

Til next time, Greg Olego.

Forgotten: Part 1

If you have not read this story before, please scroll down the screen until you reach "Forgotten: Prologue". If you start from there the rest of this story will make sense.

Part 1

When I woke up, it seemed unusually quiet. I turned over in my bunk, trying to fall back asleep, but the odd silence kept me awake. Finally I sat up, stretched, and looked around. I was alone in the barracks. I jumped out of my bunk and ran outside to the vehicle storage area. All that was left was my AT-RT, fallen over on its back and on fire. I looked up. There were still Separatist ships in the sky, but no Republic ones. That's why it seemed strangely quiet. For the last couple of days I kept hearing dull thuds from the space battle raging above us. Suddenly I got a really bad feeling something was wrong. I ran back into the barracks yelling,"Guys? Guys? Is anybody in here?" There was no answer. I ran towards the weapon store. Everyone's blasters were gone, except for mine and five thermal detonators. I ran back to my bunk to grab my communicator. It was broken in half. "I knew I landed on something when I fell out of my bunk," I muttered angrily. Now I had no way to contact any Republic forces. I realized the 501st must have left earlier that morning. I had been forgotten and now I was alone on a planet covered with hostile forces. I ran into the supply storage, where we kept our rations. There was just enough left for one meal: my breakfast. I ate quickly (I had not had time to eat dinner the night before), ran into the barracks, put on my armor, ran into the weapons storage, grabbed my blaster, grabbed a backpack, and started throwing detonators into it. Suddenly I heard a noise. I ran towards the exit of the base and stopped before I ran outside. I peered around the edge of the door. Droids were coming into the base! I ran towards the weapon store to grab the backpack filled with detonators but heard the droids entering the barracks. I noticed a remote trigger near the backpack. Suddenly I had an idea. I linked the detonators to trigger when i pressed the button on the remote. Then I ran through the back way into the supply store and through the back door there. Once far enough from the base, I pressed the button. The entire base exploded in a fireball. "Thank you, tibanna-filled plunk droids," I muttered as I ran away from the destroyed base.

Thanks for reading.

Til next time, Greg Olego. 

Forgotten: Prologue

 Forgotten: A Lost Clone's Story

Prologue

Blaster fire came from behind me. "I hate droids," I mutter as I sprint across the open plain towards what must have once been a sturdy wall, now reduced to rubble with barely enough of the original wall left for cover. As I dive behind it, I hear the sounds of the droids closing in around me. I fire a couple shots and realize I only have five left. I slide into a sitting position with my back to the wall and ask myself,"How did I get into this mess?"

Thanks for reading.

Til next time, Greg Olego

Lego News: Two New Online Novels!

Hi everyone, Greg Olego here with some news. I am starting two more online novels.

The first is called "Forgotten: A Lost Clone's Story". It is about a 501st legion clone trooper, who was asleep when the rest of the 501st left the planet. Now he is stuck on a planet crawling with battle droids, with a broken communicator.  

The other one is called "The Nindroid Chronicles". It is based on the new 2013 Ninjago: Rebooted storyline, and set up as a prequel and spin-off. The main character is the Borg Industries Nindroid: Warrior Series: Mark 1 Prototype, or "LLOYD". He was built to fight the ninja, but instead he joined them.

So those are my two online novels. I shall start them soon.

Til next time, Greg Olego.