Ryes of the Robots
Serve the Drinks, Save the World
EXT. FUTURISTIC BATTLEFIELD - 3050
A green haze floats through a decimated city block. ROBOT CARCASSES and WOUNDED SOLDIERS, in stainless battle suits, litter the ground.
A woman, COURTNEY WINTERS, stands among the mist and carnage. She wears a silvery battle suit - half bartender, half solider. A severed robot head in one hand, a bottle of rye whiskey in the other.
Courtney looks to the distance - a horde or vicious ROBOT BARTENDERS advances on her position.
A GIANT ROBOT stands above the city, making quick work of futuristic skyscrapers.
Courtney takes a deep breath, shores herself for battle.
Who’s ready for happy hour?
Courtney charges toward the chaos.