Post by newgm on Oct 2, 2010 17:10:39 GMT -5
The scene opens to a door which has been left ajar, and must have been for a good while as the door frame is gathering dust. The oak door bears a golden plaque, which says “REVEREND VORTIGERN – GENERAL MANAGER” in bold, embossed letters. Even the gold is faded from dust particles attaching themselves to the nameplate. In the background, you can hear the activation of a power tool, which gets louder and louder, until it enters the view. It is being held by a black man, who has a balaclava to cover his mouth; possibly to protect his mouth from dust, or possibly to look bad ass. Wasting no time, the man reaches up, lining the drill against the screws on the nameplate. It only takes 20 seconds, and all four screws come loose, and the plate drops with a clanging sound against the cold concrete.
A second man now enters the fray, holding a second plate, whose name you cannot make out yet. The man of Latino descent hoists the plaque in place, and the first man proceeds in placing drills in to each of the four holes. Another thirty seconds, and the sign is on tight. Both men step back, and look at their handiwork, before the smaller man shouts.
“Ey yo, the signs up! You're in now.”
A sharp laugh comes from behind the camera, and a man with long dark hair enters the picture. He calms down, before speaking.
“It's good to be the king- or in this case, GM.”
The three men laugh, and each one enters the office behind the door, before the smaller henchman shuts it behind him. As the door sings shut, the nameplate can finally be seen.
EOT
A second man now enters the fray, holding a second plate, whose name you cannot make out yet. The man of Latino descent hoists the plaque in place, and the first man proceeds in placing drills in to each of the four holes. Another thirty seconds, and the sign is on tight. Both men step back, and look at their handiwork, before the smaller man shouts.
“Ey yo, the signs up! You're in now.”
A sharp laugh comes from behind the camera, and a man with long dark hair enters the picture. He calms down, before speaking.
“It's good to be the king- or in this case, GM.”
The three men laugh, and each one enters the office behind the door, before the smaller henchman shuts it behind him. As the door sings shut, the nameplate can finally be seen.
=SMARKY SMARK – GENERAL MANAGER=
EOT