Larva
~epic-lol (https://www.deviantart.com/epic-lol) Literature / Scripts & Screenplays / Screenplays & Teleplays / Drama
Scene 1: Bright white living room
Setting is based in an open spaced apartment with many props suggesting the room is a living room. The scene starts off with a close up of a clock face with the diegetic sound of it ticking. The camera holds for 4 seconds before zooming out slowly to show the enter of the counter clock. Camera then cuts to a long shot of the living area where the props of black leather furniture, glass coffee table and the counter clock sit on the table.
Then the camera cuts to a long shot of the props of musical instrumen
"Hold me close and hold me fast…" beamed out the old, battered radio as Louis Armstrong's deep voice, sang out La vie en rose into this sweltering, hot, summer's day. Bees buzzed by as sweet, smelling flowers grew tall and mighty in this little patch of heaven. "And when you speak angels, from above sing…" nothing moved fast here, not the bees in the man made bee hives, not the multicolour flowers that bloomed, not even the shaggy, old cat that dozed on the outside windowsill, mid summer was a magical time in old Mrs Pumpernickel's garden that no one wished to rush.
At the end of the garden between the tall sunflowers and bri
Larva
~epic-lol (https://www.deviantart.com/epic-lol) Literature / Scripts & Screenplays / Screenplays & Teleplays / Drama
Scene 1: Bright white living room
Setting is based in an open spaced apartment with many props suggesting the room is a living room. The scene starts off with a close up of a clock face with the diegetic sound of it ticking. The camera holds for 4 seconds before zooming out slowly to show the enter of the counter clock. Camera then cuts to a long shot of the living area where the props of black leather furniture, glass coffee table and the counter clock sit on the table.
Then the camera cuts to a long shot of the props of musical instrumen
"Hold me close and hold me fast…" beamed out the old, battered radio as Louis Armstrong's deep voice, sang out La vie en rose into this sweltering, hot, summer's day. Bees buzzed by as sweet, smelling flowers grew tall and mighty in this little patch of heaven. "And when you speak angels, from above sing…" nothing moved fast here, not the bees in the man made bee hives, not the multicolour flowers that bloomed, not even the shaggy, old cat that dozed on the outside windowsill, mid summer was a magical time in old Mrs Pumpernickel's garden that no one wished to rush.
At the end of the garden between the tall sunflowers and bri
I've transferred Silas over to you so you just need to set the tracker up and then you can get cracking! XD You need to set up a bank account and then do the ref for then we can get started on the collab XD