1 to chapter 5 combined
Anime Adaptation: Episode 1
Title: The Jobless Genius - The Invisible Hand
Cold Open (0:00 - 1:30)
(SCENE START)
EXT. NEON-DRENCHED CITY ALLEYWAY - NIGHT
Rain slicks the dark pavement. A figure in a hoodie, ROCKY (17, looks unremarkable, a faint smirk on his lips), leans against a wall. He watches a group of well-dressed STUDENTS walk by, laughing.
STUDENT 1
(Shoving Rocky lightly)
Move it, jobless. You're blocking the light.
Rocky stumbles, his oversized backpack almost tipping him over. The students laugh harder. Rocky just smiles, a glint in his eyes.
ROCKY (V.O.)
The city never bothered noticing me. I liked it that way.
He presses a button on a small device in his pocket. On a massive holographic billboard above them, an advertisement for a bank flickers and changes.
BILLBOARD (ON SCREEN)
[Static, then text appears: "ACCOUNT #AX-9347 – OVERCHARGED 3000 FAMILIES. FUNDS REDISTRIBUTED."]
The laughing students stop, confused. Rocky is already gone, vanished into the shadows.
ROCKY (V.O.)
Perfect label: F-Rank. Jobless. Useless. Lets me work… invisibly.
MAIN TITLE SEQUENCE - "CHAOS THEORY" by [Upbeat, Techno-Rock Band]
(SCENE END)
Act 1 (1:30 - 7:00)
(SCENE START)
EXT. METROPOLIS ACADEMY COURTYARD - MORNING
Sunlight filters through towering skyscrapers. Rocky walks slowly, tripping over his own feet. He laughs at a bird.
BULLY (KRAG)
(Blocks Rocky's path, sneering)
Rocky. Your life is a mistake. Even the System laughs at you.
Rocky's smile doesn't falter. His eyes subtly scan Krag's face, posture, the expensive wrist-computer he wears.
ROCKY
(To himself, a whisper)
Orion. Status report.
A sleek, translucent AI interface flickers to life in the corner of Rocky's vision. Text scrolls.
ORION (V.O.)
(A calm, synthetic female voice)
Good morning, master. F-Rank assessment: 0.0001% probability of human comprehension. Social ridicule detected. Probability of intervention? Low.
Rocky's inner smirk widens. He looks past Krag, his mind visualizing streams of data: passwords, financial networks, security flaws.
ROCKY (V.O.)
Low probability… That's the point.
The bell rings. As students scatter, Rocky "accidentally" drops a small, marble-like gadget. It rolls under a locker.
ROCKY
(To Krag, sweetly)
Oops! Sorry!
Krag scoffs and walks away. The gadget under the locker emits a barely visible pulse.
ORION (V.O.)
Funds transferred. Estimated happiness increase in District 7: 14.7%. Human oblivion remains high.
Rocky chuckles, adjusting his backpack. He walks away as teachers mutter about "that weird, jobless boy."
CUT TO:
EXT. BUSY MARKET DISTRICT - LATER
Rocky blends into the crowd. His eyes lock onto MR. TARLOW (40s, greasy, D-Rank merchant), who is rudely overcharging an elderly woman for fruit.
ROCKY (V.O.)
Orion. Scan.
ORION (V.O.)
Target: D-Rank corrupt merchant. Security: minimal. Vulnerability: high. Your psychological enjoyment factor: also high.
Rocky taps his wristband. Tiny, insect-like drones, invisible to the eye, fly from his sleeve.
(SCENE END)
Act 2 (7:00 - 14:00)
(SCENE START)
EXT. MARKET DISTRICT - CONTINUOUS
A drone zips past Tarlow's head. He swats at air. Another drone nudges his digital ledger. It pops open, projecting his scam records into the air for all to see.
MR. TARLOW
Hey! What in the—?
The crowd gasps. Rocky, leaning against a wall pretending to tie his shoe, gives a subtle command.
ROCKY
(Whispering)
Orion. Play it back. City-wide.
ORION (V.O.)
Broadcasting. Citizens' confusion factor: 92%. Entertainment: optimal.
Every public screen in the vicinity flickers, displaying Tarlow's crimes. The crowd's murmur turns to angry shouts.
ANGRY CITIZEN
He's been stealing from us!
Tarlow panics, grabs his money box, and runs. Rocky's HUD (Head-Up Display) maps his escape route with predicted paths.
ROCKY (V.O.)
(Chuckling)
You shouldn't have cheated the people.
Tarlow runs straight into a dead-end alley, cornered by the now-angry crowd. Rocky slips away.
ORION (V.O.)
Total redistributed: 42,000 credits. Happiness index adjusted. Your amusement index: maximum.
CUT TO:
EXT. CITY PLAZA - NEXT DAY
Whispers follow Rocky.
CITIZEN 1
(Pointing subtly)
That's him… the one who exposed Tarlow.
CITIZEN 2
A jobless boy? How?
Suddenly, three figures step out, blocking Rocky's path: KRAG the Brute, a sleazy SCHEMER, and a sharp-eyed WILDCARD.
SCHEMER
Think you're clever, kid? Time to pay.
Krag swings. Rocky doesn't move until the last second, then ducks effortlessly. Krag stumbles past.
ROCKY
(Sighing)
Orion. Probability analysis.
Data floods Rocky's vision, highlighting weak points. A drone zips out, snatching the Schemer's own data-pad and projecting his crimes nearby.
WILDCARD
(Throws a smoke pellet)
Enough games!
Smoke fills the area. Inside, Rocky is calm. His HUD highlights thermal outlines.
ORION (V.O.)
Trajectory calculated. Wind patterns nominal. Suggested evasion path.
Rocky steps smoothly through the chaos. When the smoke clears, the three villains are tangled together, humiliated, while Rocky stands untouched a few feet away, brushing off his jacket.
The gathered citizens stare in awe and fear.
(SCENE END)
Act 3 (14:00 - 21:00)
(SCENE START)
EXT. CENTRAL FOUNTAIN - DAY
Rocky is testing a new prototype. He flexes his hand; a subtle, hexagonal light pattern glows briefly under his sleeve.
ORION (V.O.)
Suit enhancement online. Reflex augmentation at 300%.
Tarlow's three lackeys return, this time with crude energy batons and better coordination.
BRUTE
No tricks this time!
ROCKY
(Smiling)
Orion. Execute Pattern Omega.
ORION (V.O.)
Activated. Outcome: maximum amusement.
The fight is a ballet of controlled chaos. Rocky's movements are preternaturally fluid. A drone nets the Brute's feet, sending him splashing into the fountain. A hologram of a monstrous shadow makes the Schemer freeze in terror. The Wildcard's gadgets are disabled by micro-EMP pulses.
It's over in seconds. The villains are defeated, wet, and exposed. The crowd erupts in a mix of cheers and anxious murmurs.
CHILD
(Pointing)
Is he a guardian?
ADULT
Dangerous… but helpful?
Rocky gives a small, almost shy wave, then turns to leave, his facade of clumsiness returning.
ORION (V.O.)
Funds redistributed: 73,400 credits. Legendary prank status: initiated. Public perception shifting.
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INT. TARLOW'S SECRET OFFICE - NIGHT
Tarlow watches news reports of his humiliation on a screen. He smashes a glass.
MR. TARLOW
(Growling)
Jobless genius? No. He's a fraud. And I will break him.
He opens a secure communication line.
MR. TARLOW
Get me the Scrap King. And the Whisper. Tell them… I have a problem that requires more permanent solutions.
FINAL SCENE (21:00 - 22:00)
(SCENE START)
EXT. ROOFTOP - NIGHT
Rocky sits on the edge of a skyscraper, legs dangling over the dazzling city lights. The holographic Orion interface floats beside him.
ORION
Master Rocky. Probability of escalated retaliation from Tarlow and new, higher-Rank associates: 89.3%.
ROCKY
(His playful smile is gone, replaced by a look of sharp, calculating intensity)
Good.
ORION
Moral conflict index remains unresolved. Are we… heroes? Villains?
Rocky looks at the city, a kingdom of data and predictable human chaos laid out before him.
ROCKY
We're the invisible hand. And we're just getting started.
He stands up. The camera focuses on his back as he walks towards the rooftop edge. His silhouette is framed against the neon moon. The first prototype suit's circuitry glows faintly beneath his hoodie.
ROCKY (V.O.)
Being F-Rank doesn't mean weak. It means they can't measure you… and they'll never see you coming.
FADE TO BLACK.
END CREDITS SCENE
A dark, industrial junkyard. A massive, jagged silhouette (THE SCRAP KING) crushes a car in one mechanized claw-hand.
SCRAP KING (V.O.)
(Gravelly, distorted)
A jobless boy causing this much trouble? Fine. Let's see how his toys fare against real power.
CRUNCH. CUT TO BLACK.
POST-CREDITS TEXT:
NEXT EPISODE: "The Scrap King's Wrath"
(SCENE END)
[End of Episode 1]