The scene opens up in a well-lit office full of opulent antiques, a mahogany bookshelf, and a large mahogany desk to match. Behind the desk sits Thomas Archer. He smirks as the camera focuses on him.
Archer: Welcome ladies and gentlemen, to a presentation of a short film from 0.5% Studios, starring everyone’s favourite germ, Justin Jehst.
The crowd begin to cheer.
Archer: And let me tell you, he enjoyed every minute filming this and had absolutely no qualms with the theme or plot! He LOVED it! I call this one “The Hollywood Fraud”. So without further ado…staff member #11, roll the footage!
The camera fades to black before the footage begins rolling.
We begin with a re-cap of Summercide, with a montage of Jehst getting pummelled by Archer, and every devastating attack on Jehst's leg, ending with the submission win in slow-mo and with dramatic backing music. Fade to black.
As we fade back in we see Jehst sitting on his bed in his Hollywood Star pyjamas. The shot changes to a close up of his moonboot, then back to his face, full of sadness.
The setting then cuts to his bathroom with him pulling his toothbrush out, then his toothpaste; but the tube is empty. He sighs and looks down, defeated.
Again we switch scenes, this time to his lounge area. Jehst sits on the couch watching Family Feud in a wife-beater singlet with a bag of Dorritos. He reaches into the bag… but no more chips. He sheds a single tear.
The setting then changes to a shot of him walking into the wrestling gym looking scruffy, beard and hair unkempt. He gets turned away and chased out for looking like a homeless bum. Walking outside he sees Code Jackman’s box; this possible future awaits him as he looks down at his moonboot once again.
We then head to a shot of Jehst at the doctors office. The doctor looks at Justin’s leg and shakes his head; again Jehst sheds a single tear.
Finally, the camera ends up outside the OCW arena showing Jehst with a stick and handkerchief bag over his shoulder, his moonboot still on, wearing haggard clothing and still unkempt. He looks up to the arena lights and down to the marquee with Archer’s cut-out front and centre with a few other OCW stars. He then begins to hobble away into a nearby alleyway before the camera fades out to a “fin” end credit, followed by a 0.5% Studio logo, then fade to black.
The crowds displeasure amplifies as the camera comes back into focus in Archer’s office. He sits smugly, almost showering in the boos.
Archer: And there you have it, folks; the future of Justin Jehst wrapped up into a short film worthy of all the awards in the world!
Again a chorus of jeers pierces through the speakers.
Archer: It’s a shame he isn’t here to bask in this cinematic brilliance
From the right hand side of the camera flies Justin Jehst, attempting to get to Archer behind the desk. Archer sees him in time to jump over the other side.
Archer: SECURITY!!!
Within a second, four large security guards storm the office and cut Jehst off from Archer. His moonboot doesn’t seem to be slowing him down in his rage. Justin struggles with the guards as they drag him out.
Jehst: This isn’t over, Archer!! You hear me?! This isn’t over!!
The scene fades as Archer puts on that now signature smug look and waves ‘bye-bye’ to Jehst as he is escorted out of the office.
The scene then fades to black.
Bombshell action next?
Are we gonna be asked to change this division's name?
Well we all knew this was coming and now it's time, remember boys you are allowed 7 seconds. Anything beyond 7 seconds is harassment.
Elsa Holmberg vs Ashley Moore
The camera pans to the announce team.
My goodness.
You ok there Austin?
That was touch and go there for a second boys. I was worried I wouldn't make it through my own show.
Right after the fight Ashley Moore comes behind the stage. She holds her head and is obviously angered because of her recent loss. After celebrating her victory, Elsa comes backstage, too.
Ashley stares at her with an angry face.
Elsa: Are you going to show your fan a picture of lump on your face? That would make so many ‘likes’.
Ashley continues to scowl.
Ashley Moore: You were just lucky.
Elsa: Maybe. Or maybe I just more skilled than you thought. And don't worry, you going to have many people look at you and giving you all attention when they see big, red mark on your face. Bye!
With a smug grin on her face, and rightfully so, Elsa makes her way past Ashley as the scene fades to black.
*****
A field of multi-colored flowers blows softly in the wind. A camera pans around to see beautiful dark green trees surrounding the secluded field.
Whistling is heard coming from the deep forest area. Out of a small trail between the trees walks a brown haired woman wearing a large garland of flowers. She is sporting loose, teal pants and a large coat that falls over one shoulder.
The legs of her pants and loose fitting arms of the blue coat wave in the wind as she dances by.
She continues whistling, prancing near and around the flowers. She takes a very deep breath as flower pedals are seen blowing in the wind. As she exhales, the sunlight gleams off of her face.
The woman closes her eyes and smiles slightly before peering over to the camera.
Woman: Terra. Earth.
Woman: We must all do our part to protect our beautiful land. The flowers of industry and the sunlight of pollution threaten this wonderful plain.
The woman opens her arms wide as the wind kicks up once more, blowing her parted hair in the wind. Her smile disappears as a crackle of thunder rolls behind her.
Woman: As the defender of this gift. The defender of Mater Natura... I have an obligation to defend her endowment onto us.
Woman: Those who choose to show aggression towards our mother must be punished with the most harsh of penalties.
Another crackle of thunder rolls and the sky begins to become cloudy. Small drops of rain begin to fall and the woman raises her hands and opens her eyes, once again smiling.
Woman: The Earth has called upon me to protect her. I am the embodiment of mother Earth. I am the guardian of the greens and the keeper of her grace.
Woman: I am Terra Daturas. I am here to defend this gorgeous place we call home... One way or another.
Terra reaches her hands out in a cupped fashion, small drops of rain ripple around in her hands as she smiles into the camera once more before the scene fades.
