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(OOC: Hope you guys like and enjoy. Feedback would be great) Artist: Tisha Jackson
Song: Fiercest One In Town
Album: Reveal, Revealing, Revealed
Director: Paul Hunter, Tisha JacksonGiant balloons are bouncing from the ground to the air. The ground is dry, a desert. The sky is pure. The sun sparkles. The air crisp. A woman with red hair appears (Tisha Jackson). This woman is running around bouncing the balloons in a cheerful way. She appears to be enjoying herself. She appears to be unbothered. She appears to be liberated. *Camera off the red headed woman*.
*Camera on the scenery*. The ground is dry, a desert. The shy is pure. The sun sparkles. The air is crisp. There appears to be no one else, but then you see the red headed woman interact with a bunch of other people. Women and Men. The women dressed exactly like her, in their bra and panties. The men, very long shorts, no shirts. Carless and free they appear. Interacting with each other, throwing the balloons, play fighting, chasing each other up and down the desert, laughing with each other. Life seems about enjoying the moment to the them. But behind the balloons and the cheerful fun group lies a darkness.
*Camera on the scenery* The sky is pitch black. Their clothes are very fancy and elegant. The women dressed in gowns, as if there about to attend a gala. The men, in suits, as if they are business man. They appear to be beautiful. However they interact very different from the cheerful group. You see some of them physically fighting. You see pointing at each other. You see whispering. You see gossiping. You see people lurking around them snapping pictures. Some of them look delighted to have their photo taken, some look appalled by the flashy bulb lights hitting their eyes. That side of the desert appears to be very dry and very chaotic. It’s like each one of the people from that group are lacking a personality.
*Camera back on the cheerful group* When the cheerful group looks at them, it appears to be a fun, classy, elegant way of living life. However, on that side, everyone looks, talks, dresses, acts, and presents themselves the same. They are just people walking without spirits.
Both groups then notice each other. They appear astonished at one another. The dark group is astonished by how care free the cheerful group appears to be. They look at the light that sparkles from the other side. They seem a bit jealous because they aren’t free like them. The cheerful group are astonished by how regal everyone looks, how proper they are, but they are frightened by the darkness that appears from the other side. There’s no light. They are curious about how it is on the darker side, but a bit confused as well.
The cheerful group goes about their business and continues to cheerfully interact with one another. The dark group appears to be jealous and begins picking up any objects they can throw and throw them to the cheerful side. The throw sticks, they throw stones, they throw jewelry, and they throw bags of money. The cheerful group is wounded. Some of them on the ground and some of them are visibly hurt, emotionally and physically. They are shocked that the dark side would do such a hurtful thing. The ones that are wounded on the ground rise up, they stand tall, and unbothered. The dark side appears shaken that they looked unharmed.
*Tisha Jackson looks into the camera and says*
“Welcome to ‘The Land of the Shady’”
*Tisha Jackson Talks*
*The scenery of The Light Side, and The Dark Side plays onto the camera while she talks*
"Living in “The Land of The Shady” can be quite scandalous. I mean, you can get into something in the blink of an eye, *fingers snap* like that, whether good or bad. It’s difficult to have a heart there, but mines still beats. It’s difficult to think there but I still feel brilliant, It’s easy to feel cold here, but my surroundings are still warm.
Many people are confused in “The Land of The Shady”. Some people think “shade” is an art of disrespect. It can also be an art of love. A love you express in a funny, charismatic, sarcastic, charming way with your loved one. “Shade” can also be a sign of “flattery” or “affection”, and if so the ones throwing shade you’re way are often so jealous of your Success, Happiness, and FREEDOM, that they will throw shade you’re way as a form of hate. But I think of those who do such scandalous acts, and my heart pours for them. I have nothing but love for them.
Often in “The Land of The Shady” you will come across a lot of different people. You will come across, some “friends”, people you actually care about, and they care about you. You will come across, “Supporters”, people you don’t really know but you’re familiar with and you support each other. You will also come across, “Plastics”, beware of them. They are very clever and will do anything to hide their insecurities, by perceiving themselves one way to “The Land of The Shady”, but behind closed doors, they are devastated by their own insecurities and are troubled that people can see them. *Laughs* A lot of us can.
In “The Land of The Shady” people also get confused about what is directed to who. They whisper and they gossip, “Oh, she’s said that, so she’s talking about this person.” “Oh, she said that, so she’s talking about that person.” But in reality, chances are, I’m probably talking about you. Yeah you *Laughs*. I prefer to express myself not in the natives, “shady” way. But rather an artistic way. Away where I can make one person feel so important, by creating a fallacy, making them believe something is dedicated to them, but in reality, it actually reflects a entire group. An entire community. An entire nation, of “The Shady”. Now that’s art damn it. This is art".
*Camera back on both groups*
The cheerful group seems very aggravated. The dark group continues to throw things at them. Tisha appears the most aggravated. She begins to walk onto the dark territory of the land.
Tisha’s friend runs behind her and says,
“Tisha what do you think you’re doing? You can’t go on that side.” Her friend looks worried.
Tisha says, “Why not?! Someone has to put this hate to a stop. And they’ve got the right bitch”.
Tisha friends still worried, “You can’t do that, you might not make it back on this side.”
Tisha looks at her friend and assures her, “I will be back”.
Tisha walks onto the dark side. She looks a bit hesitant and apprehensive. She continues walking. Her light shines upon them and they look bewildered. They throw things at her, but she continues walking untouchable. Some of them begin to run away from her, in fright of her untouchable presence. Tisha walks up to a girl touches her. The girl faints. Tisha begins to take off her all white attire, consisting of a bra and panty. She then strips the girl who fainted of her clothing, and puts her dark clothes on. An all black attire, consisting of black Daisy Dukes, an all black hoody that covers her Daisy Dukes. The black hoody has a gold metallic on it. Tisha then covers her red hair with the most of the lower portion of her face with the hoody. She is unrecognizable now, she blends in with the dark crowd. The members of the dark crowd look for her, but they can’t see her. Little do they know, she is standing right there with them. Tisha then grabs a torch. The torch is light with fire. The fire is a blaze. Tisha lifts the torch a blaze in the air. The dark crowd goes about their business and begins to interact with each other superficially again.
*The background music for “Fiercest One In Town” comes on*
*Tisha with the torch in the air and chaos behind her begins to sing*
[1st Verse/Introduction]
Drama throbbing in the air
You’re my loudest fan screaming in my ear
It gives me such a fucking thrill
It’s like a jagged little pill
Keep popping off at the mouth
Don’t run away when shit goes down
Can I help you?
Do you have a problem?
Well, I’m here, speak up now
No questions asked about…
Who gonna go on a fierce kill tonight
Gonna go on a fierce kill tonight
We going on a fierce kill
*Tisha begins interacting with the dark crowd. Instead of joining their chaos, she begins to touch them, still holding the torch. As she touches them, they collapse to the ground. The members of the Dark Side begin to drop like flies. Some begin attacking her throwing their prized possessions at her, but she’s still unbothered. *
*Tisha begins to sing the second verse as she continues touching most of the crowd as they try to fight her. Each one she touches collapses.*
[2nd Verse]
I tried playing this game fair
But I’m a fucking rebel, so I don’t care
Marching to the beat of my own drum
Walking tall against the fire set to the rain
The victory has my name written on it
You look upset
Turn your frown upside down
You may be fierce
But I am the fiercest one in town
*Tisha appears confident that she will succeed in destroying the dark side. She is now dancing in the crowd with the torch in her hand. Some people now running from her. Tisha continues to touch members of the dark side, each one of them collapsing.*
*Tisha excitedly sings the chorus*
[Chorus]
I aaaammmm… That bitch
I am just that bitchhhh
I ammmm that bitch
The fiercest one in town
[Chorus Repeat]
I aaaammmm… That bitch
I am just that bitchhhh
I ammmm that bitch
The fiercest one in town
*Tisha is cheerfully destroying the dark side. However there appears to be a woman of the dark side, dressed exactly like her. She has red hair like Tisha as well. Tisha is distracted by her attackers so she can’t get to her. Tisha continues touching her attackers trying to get to the “red-headed copy cat”, but it’s difficult. Members of The Dark Side continue to collapse as Tisha touches them, trying to reach “the red-headed copy-cat”.*
*Tisha sings the third verse*
[3rd Verse/Bridge]
You got that tough chick act down pact
I don’t have to down pact an act I’m about that life
Trying to put dirt on my name, such a shame
Bash me, trash me, but I’m ahead of the game
Ain’t you a momma, try and teach your child positive things
Instead of talking shit, but still not in my face
Narcissistic, Uneducated cunt, I feel so sorry for your child
I still hear you screaming my name in the air
Thank you to my number one stan
May be fierce
But I am the fiercest one in town
*All of the dark side members are now gone, they lay on the ground lifeless. But Tisha’s red headed nemesis is still lurking. Tisha spots her and chases her down. The girl is fast.
Tisha then grabs her torch and throws it at the copy cat. The copy cat falls to the ground, her hair now light on fire. She’s screaming “Nooooo” as Tisha touches her and she is gone. Tisha stands tall, a bit wounded, visibly tired as she searches for her previous attire. Tisha strips off the dark apparel she was wearing to be apart the crowd, and changes into her previous all white attire. Tisha is dressed in her white bra and panty and she walks onto the HER SIDE.*
*Tisha see’s the lightness and looks happy to be back home. She throws her hands in the air and kneels to the ground. Her group stares at her. Tisha then looks at them, not knowing what they’re thinking. Her friend walks up to her and begins a slow clap. Then all of the sudden you hear the clap go from the front of the crowd to the back. The crowd begins to cheer joyfully. They then grab Tisha and lift her up in the mid air, cheering, as if she just won a championship*
*Tisha sings the chorus while cheering with her crowd*
[Chorus]
I aaaammmm… That bitch
I am just that bitchhhh
I ammmm that bitch
The fiercest one in town
[Chorus Repeat]
I aaaammmm… That bitch
I am just that bitchhhh
I ammmm that bitch
The fiercest one in town
*The camera’s last shot, Tisha and the crowd cheering, as the dark side all defeated and dead on the ground. The lightness overshadows the darkness and now, all the land belongs to Tisha and her crew.* Edited by user 28 July 2012 06:33:17(UTC)
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