Post by Talan Trenor on Jul 24, 2007 23:07:48 GMT -5
We open up to a wonder, long awaited sun set. Clouds are in few numbers, as the sky projects an orange highlight to the land below. Many animals prepare to sleep, as night will soon approach, and another group comes to life. A world of nocturnal creates roam the grounds at night, as they feed on anything and everything.
Much like a pest.
The distance of the shot slowly pans out, as we notice the nice environment. Trees scattered randomly, that create a gentle breeze that brushes against each blade of grass. Couples are quietly sitting on the grass, admiring even moment of this almost perfect scene. But, as the camera continues to pan around we see a rather familiar face. The face of Drake Kencedro. Kencedro is sitting down on the ground, with a nice looking blonde headed lady friend beside him. The two sit side by side, as the sides of their arms even touch. Their legs are drawn to their chests, as they appear to be enjoying their time, along with the other scatter couples as well.
For once Kencedro’s mouth is closed, and his eyes are locked on the sunset. In a state like trance, he calmly just watches on, as do the other on lookers. His lady friend’s facial expression goes from calm, to bored in a blind of an eye.
Can we go yet?
You don’t want to stay here and watch the sunset Maxie?
Not really Drake, this grass makes my skin itchy, the sun is too bright on my eyes. This last minute heat is killing my hair, and to top it off I’m bored as all!
Drake seems to just ignore all of her complaints, as he still watches the sun slowly set below the horizon.
Uuuuuuugh...
As we’ve discovered, Drake’s new friend is named Maxie. She is now searching blankly inside of her purse laying beside her. She pulls out a mirror, as she begins to make sure that every fine detail of her appearance is at it’s peak position.
She’s way into her appearance. Much like any high school girl. But he breaks the trance, and looks over to her. She’s beautiful, quite possibly to be the only thing he sees in her. The restless wind begins to displace her hair, as stray strands begin to cover her face. Drake reaches his hand over, as he softly touches her skin, he brushes her hair out of her face as their eyes lock.
The sun has almost set, it’s a special thing to watch. Just be patient Maxie.
Uhhhh.
Maxie sighs, as he rolls her eyes. Drake gives her a kind, but affectionate smile. He shifts his head, so his view is now back to the sunset. Maxie finishes admiring herself in her mirror, as she gives off an feminine giggle. She closes her mirror, and drops it carelessly into her purse. She begins to look around at the surrounding couples who are only a few feet away. The men have an arm wrapped snuggle around their loyal girls sitting beside them. Maxie appears to be getting jealous.
Why arn’t we like that?
She turns and looks at Drake, as she notices that he is ignoring her.
Whatever.
She again rolls her eyes, as she sighs again...even louder.
Why are we even here...you have one of those match things against Chris Andretti. Shouldn’t you be preparing?
Eyes still locked at the sunset, his lips finally separate, as words flow out.
There’s no need to worry about him. Him and I aren’t even in the same league.
Why do you go by...The Cancer? That’s a weird little nickname.
Drake smiles, as he looks at her. The warm lights projected from the sunset bounce off of her face. Admiring her beauty and presents, he answers her.
It’s basically a long story.
But now, it’s just something that’s grown on me. I use to just lay low, and let guys advance ahead of me...but I’ve seen what that’s like. I’ve tasted the sweet taste of success. I rode high on my chariot, as I was seconds away from my fame and stardom.
I felt feelings, that I’ve never felt before. I finally feel like I’m at a level where I belong.
But just as I thought things were looking up, I’m now tossed into a match with a man who was once “The Engima”, and is now suddenly a self proclaimed “Savior”.
The Savior wishes to cleanse myself...or some lame crap which he rambles around.
Maxie has a baffled look on her face.
...Sounds like someone has an identity crisis.
Drake reliefs himself of a light laugh.
I have no real challenge.
For I am a cancer.
I strike silently, and I take what I wish to claim. Starting over...with Chris Andretti. Rather he be an “Enigma”, or “Savior”.
Following my victory of Chris Andretti, as the cancer takes victim number one. I will make quite possibly the announcement of my career, along with my future.
Drake gives a frowning like face towards Maxie, as she gets a look of worry in her eyes
The scene slowly pans out.
Much like a pest.
The distance of the shot slowly pans out, as we notice the nice environment. Trees scattered randomly, that create a gentle breeze that brushes against each blade of grass. Couples are quietly sitting on the grass, admiring even moment of this almost perfect scene. But, as the camera continues to pan around we see a rather familiar face. The face of Drake Kencedro. Kencedro is sitting down on the ground, with a nice looking blonde headed lady friend beside him. The two sit side by side, as the sides of their arms even touch. Their legs are drawn to their chests, as they appear to be enjoying their time, along with the other scatter couples as well.
For once Kencedro’s mouth is closed, and his eyes are locked on the sunset. In a state like trance, he calmly just watches on, as do the other on lookers. His lady friend’s facial expression goes from calm, to bored in a blind of an eye.
Can we go yet?
You don’t want to stay here and watch the sunset Maxie?
Not really Drake, this grass makes my skin itchy, the sun is too bright on my eyes. This last minute heat is killing my hair, and to top it off I’m bored as all!
Drake seems to just ignore all of her complaints, as he still watches the sun slowly set below the horizon.
Uuuuuuugh...
As we’ve discovered, Drake’s new friend is named Maxie. She is now searching blankly inside of her purse laying beside her. She pulls out a mirror, as she begins to make sure that every fine detail of her appearance is at it’s peak position.
She’s way into her appearance. Much like any high school girl. But he breaks the trance, and looks over to her. She’s beautiful, quite possibly to be the only thing he sees in her. The restless wind begins to displace her hair, as stray strands begin to cover her face. Drake reaches his hand over, as he softly touches her skin, he brushes her hair out of her face as their eyes lock.
The sun has almost set, it’s a special thing to watch. Just be patient Maxie.
Uhhhh.
Maxie sighs, as he rolls her eyes. Drake gives her a kind, but affectionate smile. He shifts his head, so his view is now back to the sunset. Maxie finishes admiring herself in her mirror, as she gives off an feminine giggle. She closes her mirror, and drops it carelessly into her purse. She begins to look around at the surrounding couples who are only a few feet away. The men have an arm wrapped snuggle around their loyal girls sitting beside them. Maxie appears to be getting jealous.
Why arn’t we like that?
She turns and looks at Drake, as she notices that he is ignoring her.
Whatever.
She again rolls her eyes, as she sighs again...even louder.
Why are we even here...you have one of those match things against Chris Andretti. Shouldn’t you be preparing?
Eyes still locked at the sunset, his lips finally separate, as words flow out.
There’s no need to worry about him. Him and I aren’t even in the same league.
Why do you go by...The Cancer? That’s a weird little nickname.
Drake smiles, as he looks at her. The warm lights projected from the sunset bounce off of her face. Admiring her beauty and presents, he answers her.
It’s basically a long story.
But now, it’s just something that’s grown on me. I use to just lay low, and let guys advance ahead of me...but I’ve seen what that’s like. I’ve tasted the sweet taste of success. I rode high on my chariot, as I was seconds away from my fame and stardom.
I felt feelings, that I’ve never felt before. I finally feel like I’m at a level where I belong.
But just as I thought things were looking up, I’m now tossed into a match with a man who was once “The Engima”, and is now suddenly a self proclaimed “Savior”.
The Savior wishes to cleanse myself...or some lame crap which he rambles around.
Maxie has a baffled look on her face.
...Sounds like someone has an identity crisis.
Drake reliefs himself of a light laugh.
I have no real challenge.
For I am a cancer.
I strike silently, and I take what I wish to claim. Starting over...with Chris Andretti. Rather he be an “Enigma”, or “Savior”.
Following my victory of Chris Andretti, as the cancer takes victim number one. I will make quite possibly the announcement of my career, along with my future.
Drake gives a frowning like face towards Maxie, as she gets a look of worry in her eyes
The scene slowly pans out.
