"Now you must die!" said the knight and lowered

"Now you must die!" said the knight and lowered his lance at Tom Cruise. He was a celebrity in King Arthur's court.

He had no idea how he got there, he was on the set of Mission Impossible 5 the last time he remembered. Now hundreds of people were cheering for his death. "Is this a scene from

Jurassic Park? Because I don't recall there being dinosaurs in the script..." he said to the director, the T-Rex towering over him - but the director was gone. Was he dreaming?

His personal celebrity liason at the Hollywood Scientology Enclave explained to him daily that, as an actor, he wasn't allowed to dream. "L. Ron," he whispered, "if you can hear

my heart breaking, you are much too close." This blew my cold, money-clutching heart. I relinquished the whole church and everything it stood for, and ran off to become a Hollywood

heartthrob named Furloung Herpleasure Quincey Oscar, Mayor of these environments, hereabouts. Hollywood needed new blood. Red&Blue were played out. It was time for the green blood

But that wasn't the reason. He didn't choose scifi as much as scifi had chosen him. Oscar was abducted and probed repeatedly and it was through filmmaking that he found an escape.

It was ironic, really, considering that his predicament would make an excellent blockbuster, although maybe it was too cliche for the screen? Aliens had been done much too often,

but then again, what did he have to lose? A few well-placed phone calls, some investors, a contract with Johnny Depp, & several months later & yup, the Academy Award was his!