Moore Of Me

We fade in to an oval mirror displaying Leija Moore's reflexion. Her platinum blonde hair stops at her shoulders and she turns from left to right viewing her shape and frame.


She steps away from the mirror and walks away leaving the all white room in silence. White bed sheets, white floor, white pillows, white walls, white drapes. Everything was white. Leija returns to the room with a white baseball hat and steps in front of the mirror again.

"Yes. This is what they want. They want Leija Moore and they want her standing tall with her arms raised in victory. Mmmm....hahah." Leija chuckles at the sounds of her own jokes before stomping out of the room in a pair of retro Jordans.

Down the hall she makes her way through what is possibly a mansion somewhere in Calabasas. Leija looks into the camera and strides forward with confidence. "Yeah, GWD needs more of me. They need a hero. With all the slime balls and scumbags arriving and doing whatever they want, it's time for a change of environment. It's time to aim higher. It's time to raise the bar and set the standard for dominance. It's time to be beneficial to the GWD and there's no one more beneficial than Leija Moore."

Leija makes her way down a spiral staircase, stopping at the bottom step and adjusting the tongue of her sneaker.

"Of course, if what you see doesn't convince you, then maybe after I kick the life of Wally Lee, the adorable guy in overalls. And no, crushing a Mario brother has never been this pleasurable. Tah, tah now darlings."

Leija hurries out of the home, shutting the door behind her.