Embedded Files
Guardians of the Galaxy
Cosmic Blast!
Guests enter the headquarters of the Nova Corps, intergalactic peacekeepers under the authority of the Xandarian government, as a small queue details the elegance of the Xandarian people and the triumphs of the Nova Corps. During the game, guests will take the role of Nova Corp rookies participating in routine training to further their experience so they’re ready to guard the galaxy. Screens showcase mugshots of the Guardians that say “Public Menaces. If seen, please alert Nova Corp security immediately”
Guests in groups of 20 (10 on each team) enter a pre-show room where guests can put on vests that include their laser guns.
“Attention trainees: Today, you will attempt to prove yourselves as true Nova Corp officers capable of guarding the galaxy from those who intend to cause it harm.”
Rocket Raccoon: “Hey, lady! What makes you think that these empty-headed tourists can do a decent job at guardin’ the galaxy? Especially in this environment where I can’t even blow somethin’ up without you knuckleheads gettin’ in a tizzy. It’s time we show em what it really means to be a guardian, free of all rules and regulations...”
“You have got to be kidding me. This is a privately operated Nova Corp training session that will not be uprooted by cosmically-ignorant misfits that like to call themselves heroes.”
Star-Lord: “We may be cosmically-ignorant, but we’re not stupid. And we know that these recruits need guidance from those who’ve actually saved the galaxy.”
“Saved the galaxy? That’s the funniest thing I’ve ever heard. You’ve managed to avoid disasters by causing even greater disasters that we have to clean up. Do I even have to mention the 19th Floor incident”
Star-Lord: “That’s unfair. We took full responsibility for that incident . How we were supposed to know that he was a mannequin?
Rocket Raccoon: “What Quill is trying to convey is that these ‘fully capable’ tourists need a little more freedom to get the job done. That’s where we come in and make your job easier.”
“Absolutely not! Now if you’ll excuse me, we have highly important business to att-“
Rocket Raccoon: “The mute button truly is one of life’s greatest treasures. Now put on those vests and get your butts into the training facility. Each side of the room corresponds to the color of your vests. Shoot the trainees wearin’ the other color and try not to shoot your teammates. I’m the only one who can do that.”
Star-Lord: “What was that”
Rocket Raccoon: “Nothing. Now get into that facility and get show off your skills!”
Groot: “I am Groot”
Rocket Raccoon: “Safety video? What kind of moron would need to be verbally instructed to follow guidelines that should be considered basic common sense? Ah who am I kiddin’? These are tourists! Of course they need one.”
A monitor showcases a Nova Corp officer instructing guests on how to use their laser guns as well as what to do upon being directly fired at by the opposing team. Rules like no running, climbing, etc. are also listed.
Rocket: “And MOST importantly, careful where you aim. It’s crucial that you all leave today with the same amount of limbs as when you entered! Here’s an example of what might happen.”
Rocket appears on the monitor and shoots Groot in the arm with a laser gun. His arm falls off and immediately grows back.
Rocket: “With that said, let training.... begin!”
The monitor zooms in on Groot’s shot-off arm as it turns into 5 small “Grootlings” that run into the facility behind Rocket’s back, causing mayhem along the way.
The doors automatically open and guests are free to make their way to the side of the room that matches the color of their vests.
After everyone is gathered together, the game begins and guests are able to begin their training as Nova Corps officers as they shoot lasers at the other teams. The facility itself has two floors with two sets of stairs on each side. The Guardians also provide commentary throughout the experience.
The “Grootlings” also appear throughout the training facility and cause brief power outages to happen and smoke to appear during the game.
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Star-Lord: “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say the Nova Corps are using Laser Tag to train their new recruits...”
Rocket Raccoon: “Can it, Quill. Now’s not the time for your misplaced nostalgia, no matter how much it adds to our group dynamic.”
Star-Lord: “What can I say? Each of us has a thing. Drax is the serious guy, Gamora always wants to hurt me, and I’m the charming, witty, intelligent, fearless, muscular leader that cranks up the tunes!”
Rocket Raccoon: “Those songs have been far more annoying than pleasant. Like the time you played ‘Bohemian Rhapsody’ when I had food poisoning from that bad Globnark in Sakaar.”
Star-Lord: “I thought that would make you feel better. And I had no idea that stomach worm would respond to the music in such a negative way. Anyways, how about we set the mood with one of my personal favorites!”
A song is chosen at random each game that briefly plays during the game to heighten the tension and provide a fun energy. Those songs include the following:
Song 1:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=hI8Vg53nuF4&feature=emb_imp_woyt
Song 2:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=avhYvgvT5I8&feature=emb_title
Song 3:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=h6o38MN8yqE&feature=emb_title
Song 4:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=H48j3KGBomU&feature=emb_title
Song 5:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=nN120kCiVyQ&feature=emb_title
Song 6:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=7Aze726qAwA&feature=emb_title
Song 7:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=FeA3hg6jrk4&feature=emb_title
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Gamora: “So far, these rookies show little promise. I’m starting to think this might be a lost cause”
Star-Lord: “You’re finally speaking up, Gamora”
Gamora: “What can I say? The sound of gunfire makes me chatty....I’ve said too much”
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Drax: “I’m starting to gain faith in these recruits. Perhaps they can join my conquest and help me kill Thanos.”
Star-Lord: “Kill Thanos? These guys can barely aim and you want them to face off against the baddest, most power-hungry jerk in the entire Universe.”
Drax: “Do you want to help me?”
Star-Lord: “Fair enough.”
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Rocket: “Anybody see an overwhelming amount of small Groots or am I just going nuts?”
Gamora: “I see them too. They seem to be recalibrating the wiring of the facility. If I didn’t know any better, they could blow up the entire HQ.”
Rocket: “For plot relevance, I’m going to ignore this until the last few minutes of the training session.”
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Groot: “I am Groot”
Star-Lord: “There’s no bathroom, Groot. Cant you just hold it?”
Rocket: “Last time you told him to hold it, he sped up photosynthesis to distract himself. And we all got light headed due to all that co2!”
Star-Lord: “Good point. I would tell him to find a tree outside but.....nevermind.”
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Rocket: “These Grootlings are getting out of control! They’ve managed to accidentally rewire the entire building and turn it into one giant atomic bomb.”
Star-Lord: “I don’t like the sound of that. Any way we can fix this as soon as possible?”
Rocket: “Hey, rookies! In order to disable this giant death trap, you’re gonna need to fight the glowing pressure points located throughout the facility and shoot the heck out of em! That way, the wiring in the facility will go back to normal and this whole place won’t go KABOOM.”
Targets light up around the room as guests are encouraged to shoot them. After a few seconds, everything returns to normal.
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Rocket: “Looks like we dodged a bullet with that one! And don’t worry about the Grootlings. They’re being taken to a habitat where they can’t cause any trouble. It’s called the gift shop. Turns out these little menaces are marketable. Anyways, maybe we misjudged you, tourists. You guys are quite the guardians! We’ll make sure to contact you the next time that the galaxy needs savin’. Also, you guys can see which side won the most scores! Those of you who won, treat yourselves to a churro! Those of you who lost, you guys might find the West Coast Avengers to be more your speed...
The doors open and guests leave the laser tag facility as a Nova Corp officer wishes them a good day at IMG Worlds of Adventure.
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