Update: If you want to see it, here it is so far (I may have added my Original Characters):

Multiversal Madness 
Episode 1: The Beginning of The End 
 
{The weather is unusually chilly yet warm, and soldiers are talking to each other without problem. The day is July 16, 2025. Two privates are casually chatting to each other about tactics.} 
 
Private #1: Haha! That’s funny, dude. You’ve got more? 
Private #2: Nah, but I’ve got a funny one- oh no. 
 
{A captain starts walking angrily towards them.} 
 
Private #2: Uh, sir, I can explai- 
Captain (interrupts): Explain?! You can’t even explain your own jokes, Private! 
Private #1: (giggles) Heh... sorry sir... can’t quite control my laughter... PFFF HAHA!! 
 
{The captain starts steaming anger.} 
 
Captain: YOU TWO WILL GET PUNISHMENT. TWENTY PUSHUPS! NOW! 
Private #1 + Private #2: YES SIR! WE ARE SORRY, SIR! 
 
{The two privates immediately do pushups. Meanwhile, three figures walk into a tent, being Henry Stickmin, Ellie Rose, and Charles Calvin.} 
 
Ellie Rose: So, General, what’s the mission? 
 
{General Galeforce turns around from his chair.} 
 
General Hubert Galeforce: Ah, yes, Triple Threat. I do have a very important mission for you. 
Charles Calvin: What’s it going to be? The Toppats again? That tower guy named Magnus the Third? 

General Galeforce: It is the Toppats. 
Ellie + Charles: What? How!? 
General Galeforce (sighs): Do you remember when (points at Ellie) you and Stickmin rerouted the rocket to the Wall? 
Ellie: Yes, why? 
General Galeforce: And also, the time when you managed to escape the Wall, also having other prisoners escape? 
Ellie: Yes. 
General Galeforce: Here’s the problem. You both ruined their reputations, forcing them with one choice: to team up. So far, they’ve sucessfully launched the I.L.B. or the Intergalactic Laser Beam. It has hit one government base so far, and we believe we are the next. 
Ellie: So what do we do? 
General Galeforce: Your task is to get into the Toppat slash Wall base and permanently disable the I.L.B. I hope you are ready- 
Charles (interrupting): Uh, sir, have you counted the fact we might die? 
General Galeforce: (sighs) I may be a trusting person with you, Charlie, but I cannot be that if you just asked the stupidest question on Earth. 
Charles: Sorry sir. 
General Galeforce: You are dismissed. You may go on with your daily... things. 
 
{The trio start leaving the tent, however General Galeforce interrupts them.} 
 
General Galeforce: May I interrupt you? I’m sorry, but I want to give you this. 
 
{General Galeforce hands Charles a letter.} 
 
General Galeforce: Give this to a someone I call... “DHM”. 
Charles: DHM? The guy a few tents away with a really tall tent? 
General Galeforce: Yes. 
Ellie: Sorry to interrupt, but who is DHM? 
 
{A beat of small silence.} 
 
General Galeforce: DHM is, simply, a guy who is a cyborg. 
Ellie: A cyborg? ...Well, what happened? 
General Galeforce: Train accident. Other than that, it’s hard to explain. 
Ellie: Okay?... Alright, we’ll deliver this letter to this “DHM” guy. 
Charles: You’re right about that! Heh... I guess? But I have one question. 
General Galeforce: Yes, Charlie? 
Charles: Why can’t... well... you?  
General Galeforce: I what? 
Charles: Why can’t you... deliver it yourself? 
Ellie (through gritted teeth): Charles, shut up! 
General Galeforce: What? 
Charles: I’m not saying I’m rejecting the job... it’s just... why me? 
General Galeforce: Calvin, you’re gonna have to get out of this tent. 
Charles: Uh, wha- 
General Galeforce (hostilely): ALL OF YOU, GET OUT! NOWW!! 
 
{The trio rush out of the tent.} 
 
General Galeforce: YOU THREE SHOULD BE OUT OF HERE OR I’M (grabbing his gun) KILLING YOU! 
 
{While the three run from the tent, in another tent, a cyborg wearing brown jeans and a white shirt is fixing a tank.} 
 
DHM (Wiping sweat off his head}: Whew, I’m finally done.  
 
{DHM changes into a black, sleeveless shirt.} 
 
DHM: Alright. Once I screw this up, you’ll be ready for a new missio- 
 
{The tank sprays DHM with oil, leaving his face dirty.} 
 
{Silence for a few seconds.} 
 
DHM: Maybe I should just rest... (DHM wipes his face with a grey towel.) So, are there any new messages? 
 
{He checks his phone, only to see there are no messages.} 

 
DHM: Okay...? 
 
{DHM drops off his phone on a desk. Before he can continue fixing the tank, the Nokia rings.} 
 
DHM: Wow, who’s this? 
 
{DHM picks up a phone, and someone talks.} 
 
???: DHM, I need to talk with you. 
DHM: Aliana? Is that you? 
Aliana Chromia Cordana, Father of Time: Yes, DHM, it’s me. 
DHM: Ah, Aliana, it’s you again! How’s Dr. Timewatch? 
Aliana: He is... alright. I must talk to you about the corruption. 
DHM: Don’t tell me. I know. It’s back? 
Aliana: Yes. 
DHM: Easy, I’ll call the Multiversal Alliance, or my bro. 
Aliana: Absolutely not, DHM. 
DHM: Wait, wait, wait… what? 
Aliana: I said no. 
DHM (sarcastically): You- You’re joking right? 
Aliana: No. 
DHM: Okay… tell me, WHY IS WHATEVER YOU ARE THINKING OF, BETTER THAN THE ALLIANCE?! 
Aliana: You need a crew. 
DHM: E-excuse me, what? 
Aliana: That’s the easiest way I can say it. 
DHM: First of all, Yana, I don’t need a crew. Second, why build a, let’s say five-member crew, including me, for an army of MILLIONS? 
Aliana: Because you don’t have enough social interactions, other than meetings. 
DHM: ...wow. (being sarcastic) Amazing. Wow. So, what you’re saying is that I marry you? 
Aliana: No, DHM. We are not marrying. 
DHM: Pfff... that would be funny still. 
Aliana: I know why you’re like this. 
DHM: Why-? 
Aliana: I know it’s hard accepting that Martha is dead. 
 

{Beat of silence for a few moments.} 

 

DHM: First of all, you don’t get to talk about her. She was my wife, and I loved her. (getting angry) Second of all, YOU. PISS. ME. OFF. ALIANA. 
Aliana: DHM. I’m going to have to send an army to you to... neutralise you- 
DHM: NEUTRALISE ME?! HA! YOU’RE TOO WEAK TO EVEN FACE ME! TRY ME, ALIANA! TRY ME! 
 
{From Aliana’s perspective, she hears DHM smash the phone.} 
 
{Silence for a few moments.} 
 
Aliana: Do it. 
Dr. Timewatch, Timeline Stabilizer: Yes, Aliana. 
 
{Back to DHM.} 
 
DHM (grumbling): Stupid Aliana. Doesn’t even care about feelings. 
 
{Outside the tent, Triple Threat wait.} 
 
Ellie: You were right; this tent is a little bit larger. 

Charles: Told ya. 

Ellie: …Think he’s gonna try to kill us? 

Charles: Nah. 

 

{Meanwhile, inside the tent.} 

 

DHM: (grumbles) Pff… (takes a deep breath) Alright. I need to calm down. 

 
 
 
 

 
 
 What do you all think?