Character Trailers., Cinematic Storytelling. Options

[Darkness Eternal]

If your Character had their own cinematic or regular trailer, what would it be? What would be in it? How would the feel of it be? What music/song would you add to it? And of course describe how the trailer would be for any of your characters in fanfiction and short stories. Post Away!

[Darkness Eternal]

Music plays.

The scene begins with a young blond woman sitting below a stone sarcophagus which reads the clawed word Praxedes. Empty bottles of brandy are scattered about around while she gulps a bottle down. Her face is sorrowful; her golden eyes are red and teary. Her nose is running. Her blond hair is wild. She gently hits the back of her head on the stone surface, unwilling to blink. She’s a mess.

The scene fades and opens again to show the same Imperial woman, wearing brown ragged pants and an old brown sackcloth shirt standing over a table with many parchments folded and stacked together. The top parchment shows the face of some man with the words Wanted written below. She stabs the wanted posted with a dagger while a few bags of coin can be seen on the other side of the table. She counts the coins after she reads a Black Horse courier paper that is titled: Mysterious Huntress! Law-abiding citizen or criminal?

The scene fades black and begins anew with the woman lying in a single bed inside an old stone chamber which she made her home. The scene shows periodic images of her restless sleep; she twists and turns, sits up, rubs her eyes, returns back to sleep. She wakes up again and scoops a bottle of brandy off the wooden nightstand beside the bed. She walks back and forth the room, drinking. She sits down on the edge of her bed and repeatedly smacks the palms of her hands in her face.

The scene fades black once more and opens up with a view of the Imperial woman in her armory. No longer seen in her ragged, frayed clothing, she’s dressed from shoulder to feet in armor made of steel. Her armor has a few scratches and marks on it. Her gloved hand sheaths a dagger on her belt and conceals a knife in her boot. She swings a bow on her back, where it joins with a quiver full of arrows. She picks up a full steel helmet and places it under her arm as she leaves the underground chamber.

The scene fades black and reopens much brighter with a blue sky over a green hillside which the woman is walking across, the White-Gold Tower and the Imperial city can be seen in the background. Another shot shows the fully armored woman walking through the Great Forest until she comes to an opening that leads to a great castle. She holds her hand on her sheathed blade and walks forth to the gates.

The scenes, once again, fades black. It opens with the Huntress sitting across a handsome (and very pale) Imperial male, evidently wealthy, with many strange rings adorning his fingers. Behind him is a painting of him and a younger beautiful black-haired woman. His eyes are a shade of crimson. His hand is set on the table and he slides a parchment with names of various powerful individuals. The Imperial Huntress scans them over and nods slowly. He points at a chest sitting a few feet away with the cover open, giving her a glimpse of the quantity of gold inside. There’s a lot of gold. She stands, and he stands and they both shake hands.

The scene begins anew with the Huntress in the wilderness, sitting on a moss-encrusted log without her armor. She mixes nightshade and various other herbs together and grinds them into pieces in a mortar and pours the poisonous liquid over few of her arrows. The scene shifts to the Huntress in the swampy area of Blackwood, where she applies the poisonous juice from the skin of a large blue frog, coating the arrowheads.

The scene changes once more to show a group of travelers walking along the road near a carriage carrying a well-dressed individual, presumably a nobleman. The people escorting the carriage are armed and armored. The Huntress pulls an arrow from her quiver as she hides behind a tree. She nocked her arrow on the bowstring and aimed. She breathed and loosed.

The scene fades to black and opens with the huntress surveying the bodies of the dead. There is only one survivor: the nobleman, who is running for his life with an arrow lodged into his back. He’s gradually slowing down as he runs down the road. The veins on his face take on a purplish hue, and he coughs and stumbles. The huntress walks over him, fully armored and helmeted.

The scene fades away to show the Huntress sitting across a desk from the Imperial nobleman who hired her. He offers her a goblet of crimson liquid, she openly refuses. He slides a bag of septims to her. She casually grabs it. Below the sack of coin is a Black Horse Courier edition that reads: Aspirant chancellor murdered by Highwaymen! Draken Decumus next in line for Chancellor? The scene changes to show the huntress back in her home. She’s near the sarcophagus again, slumped over it weeping and mouthing: “I’m sorry. I’m so, so sorry. I don't know what to do with my life.” She sits, cries, and begins drinking again.

The scene shifts to night, she’s drunk and stumbling in the woods. She hides behind a bush and begins to remove her clothes. She's fully naked, and falls to her knees, screaming. The camera pans up to Masser and Secunda lighting the sky, both moons are full.

The new scene takes on a rapid pace: The nobleman begins crossing names off the list. The Huntress is seen shooting an arrow on a fleeing woman. The scene changes to the Huntress carrying the paralyzed woman on her back and laying her at the nobleman’s feet. The scene changes again, with the Huntress holding a sharp axe over her shoulder while a Breton man holds out his hand to her. The scene shifts to show her dropping a red-stained bag over the nobleman’s desk, with the head of the man inside. The Imperial noble smiles, and hands her a bag of coin along with the chest of gold.

The scene changes to show the Huntress standing over a ravine’s edge, contemplating. A woman stands beside her. They exchange words, though nothing can be heard. The scene changes to the huntress drinking again, arguing with the young woman in the crypt that bears close resemblance to her. The huntress slumps in the cold floor with brandy in her hand while the other woman vanishes into nothing, as if she was a ghost or a hallucination. The scene turns black and opens up with the Huntress in the Great Forest, in a foggy morning, standing over a block of wood, a rope tied around her neck while she stands beneath a tree. She breathes deep.

The scene turns black. The words form:

One Is Silver, and the Other Is Gold.