by Raphael Catli
Ruin calls my name
Loveliness is the name of the game
Everyone that loved me eventually leaves
The only comfort I find is in my steed
My steed knows what I am
He knows what I long to be
A broken boy longing to be set free
Abandonment has taught me
Among the horses is where I must be
Written by Tim Ong
Edited by Preston Jackman
Written by Tim Ong
Edited by Preston Jackman
Completed Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AKnWAjGI3D8
Bonus Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AKnWAjGI3D8
(Scene 1 and 2 were omitted from the final cut)
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Part 1: Mechanic Diversion
The scene opens onto a village that has people screaming. As the camera shows the town littered with debris and destruction, the ninja make their way to the scene.
Scene 4
As people are running and hiding. The ninja ask questions to the village folk about what the attacker looks like. After getting information from several people, they are able to figure out that the vandalizer is the mechanic.
Lloyd: What’s going on here? Why are people screaming?! Townsman Tom: The Mechanic! He’s terrorizing our town! (Flees)
Lloyd: The Mechanic? Oh please, what’s the worst this guy can do? Hack our phones so they say “Obey the Mechanic?”
Zane: Illogical, the Mechanic has been behind 39 other unsolved crimes, he is smarter than that.
Jay: I keep telling you, we should upgrade Zane’s humor coding
The camera quickly cuts to the mechanic burning a house with his mechanic arm and then shows the ninja in shock
Nya: GET HIM!
They all split up to go look for him feeling as though taking them down will be relatively easy. The ninja are seen going in different directions where then the scene changes focus to Lloyd, who is wandering around looking for the mechanic when they hear a strange noise coming from a dark alley. After walking towards it to inspect it, they get snatched and pulled into the darkness.
Lloyd: Alright Mechanic.. It’s over! Come out! Lloyd: Wait.. what’s that?
Lloyd finds a crate and goes to inspect it before getting zapped by the Mechanic Lloyd: Is that.. Vengestone? –AHHH!
As time changes we all grow different
As time changes we all change with it
As time changed my mind still said redundant things
My mind still said were meant to be
My mind said that it wasn´t savory as it could be
My mind changed to say you could be my love again
Staring down the light you can find me in the tunnel
Straight down the road, you can find me with a sign
Sitting very still with my mind on my grind
Read more: My lover was a dayI sometimes really wonderd if it was ever truly real
Keeping up my hope and wishing for your callback
Breaking down the dwell of my intrinsic-anxieties
If you ever knew to stray away from my path
To keep yourself in limbo and hang by my threads
You probably would have never known about the things I would say
The lies, I beheld with my face tuned in with Gray
Sleeping in my hole in my cosmic fractured insecurities
Reaching for the point with my mind on its sway
Seeming out of reach as you reached me at light speed
To sing about my love and lie with no responsibility
To keep you in touch so you can always hear me
Further down the road, you can find my mind
Saying I could get by with your lies
To figure my love was never true
by: Jesus Diaz
INT. Office space-day
A Woman sits still at her desk, this is our protagonist who will remain unnamed. She simply sits there staring off into space into her computer’s deepest soul. As she stays there looking off at the computer, we can see in her own face that a part of her remains unfulfilled in the life she holds.
Narrator (v.o)
This woman has been working here at this place for nearly the last 3 years of her life. She is usually well-sound and happy-hearted in her workplace. Many of her fellow workers are happy to have her around
Another woman begins to walk towards the Woman, drooling off at her desk; this is The Boss.
The boss
You ain’t done shit all day today. What the hell is wrong with you.
Freeze-frame
Large Text Appears that says: The Boss
Narrator (V.o)
To a possible large surprise of many. The largest one here is actually the only individual to be seen within miles on end who does not take a kind approach to speaking with her is the boss themselves.
The boss
Quite sick of your shit. Get it together and get to work.
The Boss begins to walk back off away from the Woman’s cubicle; the Woman looks at her as she walks off. When the boss is no longer visible in her sight, she begins frantically typing on her computer to look through the U.N. goals. As she browses through them, the narrator begins to speak again.
Narrator (v.o)
You see. Our lovely unnamed worker here has been having a slight bit of an off week. One of severe existential crises. Quite literally, causing her to question nearly every event in her life. Especially beginning to question her place here in this job and society. She works here 8 hours every day with a single 30-minute break each shift, except for Sunday, where she can receive the full day off. Somewhat useless to her, given that she then stays at church in the morning for 4 hours. Not that it would matter to her, for lots of free time, she can’t afford many activities due to just how little she is paid for her work.
The Woman looks over to the time on her computer, the time for her break is finally almost here. She begins to drool with excitement as the final minute begins to hit, allowing her 30-minute break to sink in.
The woman
(softly) It’s all finally over.
She gets up from her desk and begins to walk off to go get herself some food.
Int. Cafeteria-day
The Woman gets her food and begins to go sit at the table; the camera zooms onto her food, revealing a rather unappetizing meal that she begins to eat with glee.
Narrator (v.o)
In her mind, this is the best meal of the day. She never manages to truly eat much. A simple cafeteria lunch on her break causes the happiest of sensations in her bones.
Fade
INT. Office space-day
The Woman is back at her desk, typing away as her miserable life ticks by and by.
The clock is now much more in the frame, able to be seen by the audience. The Woman begins to look over at the clock as her eyes begin to widen with excitement, but more so a sense of a shimmer of light in her despair-filled world.
The woman
Finally, it’s almost over, I think I’ll be fine.
In her voice, her shakiness and scarred trauma in the life she lives is highly noticeable.
Narrator (v.o)
The end of the day begins to rise, and the Woman will finally be able to go home to her lovely little world that she partakes in. A lovely world based upon the dreams she was told would be hers as a young child. Not to represent what the present holds, but what would simply just be another little factor of her own self-imposed lore, her own little moment of despair in the underdog story she always wanted to believe was hers.
The time finally hits, it’s the end of the day and the Woman stands up and begins to run out with excitement as she can finally get out of work.
The woman
This is it, this is it, this is it.
Fade to:
EXT. Her boxy house-dusk
The camera takes note of her boxy house sitting still in a hallway; she begins to walk up to her lovely little box.
Narrator (v.o)
This is the world and lovely little domain she retreats herself to every single day, after 8 hours, she happily sleeps in the best piece of shelter she can afford; this is what her life has come to and will most likely always continue to be. A simple box in her alleyway is all so far, the only thing her dreams have allowed her to obtain, truly shining glamour in her eyes.
She sits down in her box with a smile on her face, she gets a blanket and her pillow and begins to lie down, slowly falling asleep.
The camera lingers on her sleeping in her box as the image slowly begins to fade.
Fade to:
(credits)
Pegasus 