How did Britonisea manage to bag another hosting of the World Hit Festival so quickly was beyond the minds of the Britons. It wasn't too long ago since Britonisea were threatening to withdraw from World Hit - quickly saved by IGBK, leading the nation to the first victory. Within the 11 editions proceeding it, we would have hosted three World Hit Festivals, won twice and come second a thrice - if we are counting Junior World Hit Festival. Perhaps Britonisea is at the peak of it's time in World Hit Festival - but Britonish fans hope not, they hope it can get better from here. Though, BVC is not sure whether it's in their budget for this not to be the peak time for Britonisea at World Hit Festival.
The show was about to start, and around twenty seconds before 20:00 Britonish time, the emission begun. A new (well not so new now that it was introduced in World Hit Festival 32, but we will call it new) 16-second World Hit Festival intro began the broadcast (similar to the 2011 Eurovision intro, culminating in the base WHF logo with the Britonish flag inside). The logo was frozen on the screen for around 4 seconds until it hit 20:00. The camera then zoomed inside of the WHF logo as flashbacks of World Hit Festival 37 showed up on the screen. Going through all of the entrants, and their songs before going to the last performance of the night...Dean Boyst. They then went through the voting, including the infamous power cut at the end of the voting stage leaving the winner in the balance. We re-watched that tense moment before Britonisea was announced winner. The screen faded to black before we were greeted by a huge man throwing Dean Boyst on the floor. Dean had his trophy in his hand, which you could see as he got up and dusted himself off. An establishing shot of Grand Palmañë Multi-Purpose Hall & Exhibition Centre - where Dean had picked up his win. Dean turned around before saying, "F*CKING ARS*HOLES", bleeped out to keep the show family friendly - of course. He then checked his mobile phone and saw a message...
Dean checked his phone's bank account before sighing, "Ah, this better be enough. Right...the airport...the airport...what the hell is the airport here even called?" Dean started to run towards some Kalosians walking before asking them where 'the airport' was. Some Kalosians were too busy wanting to take pictures with him, but finally, he got an answer. "Oh, right. It's just the Palmañë International Airport..." The fans nodded their heads and pointed in a certain direction. As he started running, the tune started to play...
00:00 - He was running through the streets of Palmañë, before opening his wallet and taking out a crown - boarding the bus with the money he got out. He then sat down on the bus as it drove closer to the airport. A stop before the airport, a group of girls (and a few boys because why not) saw that Dean was sitting on the back of the bus. There was a loud scream and a sudden bombardment of children his way. Dean widened his eyes before getting up and dashing out of the bus - with added slow mo to show how close he was to making contact with the lot of them (like in the matrix).
00:29 - There was a time cut between when he got off the bus and arrived in the airport. He started to run up and down the airport hoping to find where the next Britonish Airways flight was leaving. He looked up at the boards and saw that it was leaving for the last time today in around 15 minutes. He jumped the queues and threw his wallet at the Britonish Airways staff before jumping over the barriers - all doing this with his trophy in hand - the metal detectors went wild.
00:47 - There was a shot of Dean running towards the plain with two guards running after him. "Hey you!" they shouted, but Dean needed to get on that plane. In front of him, there was a caution: slippery surface sign up. When he reached that point, he lunged in front of him and skid across the slope. The two guards grind to halt as Dean flew down the terminal and by the entrance to the plain. The captain was about to board the flight, but Dean pushed right passed him. The captain, who actually was Luan Abreu - one of the hosts for tonight, turned around before cursing in Britonish. Dean sat at one of the empty seats at the back of the aeroplane - hoping he would be undetected.
01:17 - As the plane started to move, he noticed that the two guards were standing in the terminal watching him. He quickly closed his blinds before sinking in the seat. He sighed, thinking that he was fine. Aharon Reuven then came around as a flight attendant selling his peanuts. The two then stared at each other before Dean shook his head no. There was then a bit of time when we focused on Dean Boyst on the aeroplane acting all cautious.
01:55 - We then time skipped to Dean Boyst coming out of the aeroplane on the Britonish side, near the Olympic Airport - which is near his destination. As he got off the plane, he noticed that there was a huge crowd of people waiting for him - including the two guards from Palmañë International Airport. He dashed out of the airport, pushing past people - even riding the sea of people "Wooo-hooo!" he screamed before being dashed on the floor on the other side. There was then a limousine parked outside of the terminal so he decided to take the opportunity and jumped inside of it.
02:28 - We then kept on cutting to Dean Boyst's journey in the limo, as he had sips of white wine - changing his now dirty attire in to a formal suit and tie. It had turned to late evening and Dean was dropped off outside the Olympic Stadium. The establishing shot of the Olympic Stadium was beautiful, with the Britonish colours shining from it - Dean's face plastered all around it. Dean ran in to the grounds and in to the Stadium
02:58 - He had arrived behind the stage, fixing his tie before the wide doors opened...
Dean Boyst came walking in to the Olympic Stadium, hit by the raw of 40,000 people. He was overwhelmed. The winning started to play...
Dean Boyst was standing in the middle of the stage. There was a large applause for the final act of the night, but with that title came great responsibility. As the arena got ready for Dean Boyst, the starting camera shot was from the top, showing a picture of the eye-shaped stage. On the floor there was a white line which went from one side of the screen to the other side. The introduction begun to play, thanks to the conductor. The camera slowly made it's way down to Dean's face before he started to sing;
Your smile lights the world,
Your dreams lights my world.
I have dreamt so much 'bout you,
You're all inside my head.
You're my everything.
Nineteen ninety-nine.
When we first crossed paths,
We were only young, we were so innocent.
Where has all that gone?
As the pre-chorus and finally the chorus came up, Dean walked to the right side of the stage where he met with a camera. He spoke in to it before turning around to be greeted with a sea of LED torches from people in the audience.
Don’t run from me, don’t you leave me - abandon me!
You know, I'm hurting too. I don't think you understand.
I am hurting too, and though I’m not showing sadness,
I feel so trapped in a large glass box,
I can see you, but I can't come closer.
See, I am hurting too...ooh
He sang this last bit before the lights in the arena all turned off as if all of it's energy just seeped out. On people's TV the screen turned faded to nothingness, to darkness, before Dean's face reappeared. He continued singing;
I’ve done this to us,
The guilt runs off me,
I am left speechless when you walk in a room...
Why would I ruin that?
He put his hand to his forehead as he sung that last part, and the camera zoomed out as he begun walking again. The spotlight followed him around as he walked, while the scenery below him was now white;
Don’t run from me, don’t you leave me - abandon me!
You know, I'm hurting too. I don't think you understand.
I am hurting too, and though I’m not showing sadness,
I feel so trapped in a large glass box,
I can see you, but I can't come closer.
See, I am hurting too...ooh
I am hurting too...
I am hurting too...
I am in pain too!
He walked right to the edge of the stage and sang straight in to the microphone with power, and as he did this, there was a camera then was right at the other end of the stage, which picked up everything that was happening on the stage - the lights circling around the arena, making sure to pick up everybody at least once.
Don't run away from me...don't abandon me...
You know, I'm hurting too. I don't think you understand.
I am hurting too, and though I’m not showing sadness,
I feel so trapped in a large glass box,
I can see you, but I can't come closer.
See, I am hurting too...ooh
He then received the roar of the audience, but before he was about to say something...the guards came from behind him, picked him up and threw the man over their shoulders... The audience laughed as the tune for the contest begun...An epilepsy warning showed up at the bottom of the screen.
TBA- will be completed when all acts are confirmed.
The theme tune started, and the stage quickly went dark. This was a time to show off the stage to the world. As the song grew in dynamics, and texture, the stage got more and more colourful. As 44 seconds came through, there was a voice over of a man....
A line of men and women half-naked started to strut on the stage's long passage; they looked as though they were all models of some sort. The stage was going crazy here. Suddenly the men and women that started to strut down the stage's long passage held these huge flags as though it was the Parade of Nations at the Olympics...well, it was the Parade of Nations at the 38th World Hit Festival!
At 02:07, the voice over came back....
The two men came out from the stage and started to walk down the centre like the models. The models walked the other way, going behind stage. The song faded out as they got closer to the end of the catwalk. The stage finally calmed down at the contest was about to begin...