Post by ~*The Pride of Ireland*~ on Mar 12, 2007 16:45:51 GMT -5
The scene opens up with the camera paning over a large landscape, somewhat like a football field, except for the fact that there are bulls eye targets with several people dressed like recruits for Basic Military Training. Many others are running back and forth almost tirelessly from one end of the 100 yard field to the next.
We pass by a large obstacle course, with bodies strewn about it in exhaustion. It is a haunting structure, obviously out of place and not belonging to the otherwise normal training regimen. Bear traps, barbed wired fences, and brick walls with sharpened edges, only lead up to a shoot with handles that aims high up into the sky, only to hold an uninviting long metal pole they must swing down, only to once again meet dissapointment as they land in a small gathering of thumbtacks. Only then, are they free of the torture, but then we see what is evening waiting for them beyond the structure.
A tall, straightened man of posture is standing high at the end of the structure. He is wearing army cameo pants and an army cameo muscle shirt tucked under, showing a bulleted belt. He is wearing a green hard cap over black shades, and a broad chin with a scar visible under his left eye. Although his abs are barely visible in the sun, his arms are simply ripped. Black combat boots also excentuate his badassery, as we see a young recruit land face first in front of the Corporal
Corporal Punishment stares down at the young gentlemen, who seems to be bleeding from the ears from the excercise. He shakes his head slowly.
Corporal Punishment: PRIVATE!!!
The dazed youth scrambles to his feet and sloppily salutes his officer.
Youth: Sir yes Sir!
Corporal Punishment: Congratulations son, you made it beyond No Mans Land! Are you proud of yourself?!
Youth: Sir! Yes Sir!
Corporal Punishment: Good work! Now, for your reward!
Corporal Punishment beckons for someone to come. And a small major presents him with a sandbag shotgun.
Corporal Punishment: Private! Consider yourself a job well done!
With that the Corp. shoots a round from the shotgun and a large sandbag comes out and knocks the Youth in the chest cavity and out cold, most likely with a sever bruise, if not broken bones.
Corporal Punishment sighs to himself and is about to retire the weapon when another youth crashed to the ground with a grunt. The Corporal shakes his head and raises the shotgun before the youth can stand and shoots another sandbag at the recruits lowerback, causing him to roll around in pain. Irritated with the "miss" Punishment shoots him one more time to knock the man out.
He puts down the weapon and looks over the other recruits who havent even qualified for the No Mans Land. And shakes his head again,
"Such weak little maggots"
Corporal Punishment then quickly pivots towards the camera, and takes off his glasses, revealing that the eye with the scar indeed looks as if he is blind in it. A rather creepy sensation, and he begins to speak.
Corporal Punishment: Jason Cane! You are just like my recruits. Except your more of a meat head than the rest of these. I do not doubt that you could resist a sandbag shotgun shell. I do not doubt that you are a large individual with a short fuse. But remember boy, I am not named Corporal Punishment for no reason. I have taken down officials and privates alike that were bigger, and most certainly badder than you.
The Corporal moves closer to the camera, and we now see a clear look at the blood shot blinded eye of Punishment. Along with a face so intense and angry only a mother could love.
Corporal Punishment: Listen here, Boy! I am the storm that puts down your inferno in 6 days! As much as you are full of rage and ruthless aggression, as far as i am concerned your full of nothing but Piss and Vinegar! Once your step into that ring with me, you will understand that i am one of only a handful of men who can cross No Mans Land! You will realize that Corporal Punishment is not simply a name, it is a lifestyle, and it is the Law. So you can abide by it, or suffer the consequences! Dismissed!
Scene fades to black.
We pass by a large obstacle course, with bodies strewn about it in exhaustion. It is a haunting structure, obviously out of place and not belonging to the otherwise normal training regimen. Bear traps, barbed wired fences, and brick walls with sharpened edges, only lead up to a shoot with handles that aims high up into the sky, only to hold an uninviting long metal pole they must swing down, only to once again meet dissapointment as they land in a small gathering of thumbtacks. Only then, are they free of the torture, but then we see what is evening waiting for them beyond the structure.
A tall, straightened man of posture is standing high at the end of the structure. He is wearing army cameo pants and an army cameo muscle shirt tucked under, showing a bulleted belt. He is wearing a green hard cap over black shades, and a broad chin with a scar visible under his left eye. Although his abs are barely visible in the sun, his arms are simply ripped. Black combat boots also excentuate his badassery, as we see a young recruit land face first in front of the Corporal
Corporal Punishment stares down at the young gentlemen, who seems to be bleeding from the ears from the excercise. He shakes his head slowly.
Corporal Punishment: PRIVATE!!!
The dazed youth scrambles to his feet and sloppily salutes his officer.
Youth: Sir yes Sir!
Corporal Punishment: Congratulations son, you made it beyond No Mans Land! Are you proud of yourself?!
Youth: Sir! Yes Sir!
Corporal Punishment: Good work! Now, for your reward!
Corporal Punishment beckons for someone to come. And a small major presents him with a sandbag shotgun.
Corporal Punishment: Private! Consider yourself a job well done!
With that the Corp. shoots a round from the shotgun and a large sandbag comes out and knocks the Youth in the chest cavity and out cold, most likely with a sever bruise, if not broken bones.
Corporal Punishment sighs to himself and is about to retire the weapon when another youth crashed to the ground with a grunt. The Corporal shakes his head and raises the shotgun before the youth can stand and shoots another sandbag at the recruits lowerback, causing him to roll around in pain. Irritated with the "miss" Punishment shoots him one more time to knock the man out.
He puts down the weapon and looks over the other recruits who havent even qualified for the No Mans Land. And shakes his head again,
"Such weak little maggots"
Corporal Punishment then quickly pivots towards the camera, and takes off his glasses, revealing that the eye with the scar indeed looks as if he is blind in it. A rather creepy sensation, and he begins to speak.
Corporal Punishment: Jason Cane! You are just like my recruits. Except your more of a meat head than the rest of these. I do not doubt that you could resist a sandbag shotgun shell. I do not doubt that you are a large individual with a short fuse. But remember boy, I am not named Corporal Punishment for no reason. I have taken down officials and privates alike that were bigger, and most certainly badder than you.
The Corporal moves closer to the camera, and we now see a clear look at the blood shot blinded eye of Punishment. Along with a face so intense and angry only a mother could love.
Corporal Punishment: Listen here, Boy! I am the storm that puts down your inferno in 6 days! As much as you are full of rage and ruthless aggression, as far as i am concerned your full of nothing but Piss and Vinegar! Once your step into that ring with me, you will understand that i am one of only a handful of men who can cross No Mans Land! You will realize that Corporal Punishment is not simply a name, it is a lifestyle, and it is the Law. So you can abide by it, or suffer the consequences! Dismissed!
Scene fades to black.
