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Plot Teaser 001 - We dance on the edge of destruction

‘Tears should have been shed when the blood was running out of our veins. It’s too late. We can only learn how to live again.’

☠ Post WWII - France, Paris
☠ Eddie Redmayne as Simon Dreyfus
☠ Hugh Dancy as James ‘Jim’ Emerson

B e a u t i f u l  D i s a s t e r

She is a good girl, doesn’t drink or swear. He’s a typical bad boy full of tattoos, partying and illegal fighting. They were polar opposites, but thrown into a bet with each other they’ll find out how well opposites attract. 

“It wasn't just me, and it wasn't just him, it was what we were together that was the exception.”

Teaser & Plot Details For Gareth Edwards' STAR WARS ANTHOLOGY: ROGUE ONE Revealed

The “Conversations with Josh Trank and Gareth Edwards” panel at Star Wars Celebration Anaheim is currently in full swing (though Trank actually pulled out!), and the Godzilla director just provided plenty of new details on his spin-off movie, Star Wars Anthology: Rogue One. Apparently the story will actually be set before A New Hope, around the same time as the Star Wars Rebels animated series. Edwards confirms that it will be a heist movie, and even provided an official logline: “A band of resistance fighters unite for a daring mission to steal the Death Star plans in Star Wars anthology film, Rogue One.”

A brief teaser was also shown featuring a TIE Fighter flying over a jungle landscape, before the camera pans up to reveal the Death Star. The voiceover is Alec Guinness as Obi Wan Kenobi:“The Jedi Knights were the guardians of peace and justice in the Old Republic, before the dark times, before the Empire.” But, the Jedi won’t actually feature in the movie. “It’s about the fact that god’s not coming to save us, and we’re on our own,” said Edwards. “The absence of the Jedi is omnipresent in the film. It hangs over the whole movie.

Star Wars: Rogue One, written by Gary Whitta and Chris Weitz, will be directed by Gareth Edwards. It’s scheduled for release on December 16, 2016.”
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A meal. A walking blood bag. Weak and scrawny, hardly able to keep itself from addiction, as its companions reeked of. But his blood was remarkably sweet-scented, and maybe that tinge of sickness was only a rub-off of his friends. Maybe.

There was a running joke amongst vampires, and that should say something, since they were a very solitary bunch since the covens had fallen apart. The main punchline of that joke was that you should never have feelings for the people you ate, but as the once-great vampire stepped closer, planning his seduction, the joke faded from his mind.

It’d been so long since he’d eaten… But he was a shadow, trained in the arts of fighting so ancient and deadly it’d been mostly forgotten by all cultures and species. 

And he didn’t have it in him to kill the boy who smelled of sickness and old books.

Title: Picture Perfect
Type: Plot Teaser

“You honestly can't stand there looking me in the face and say you don’t want this as much as I do.” he yelled out, his floodgates of emotion budging minute by minute. He had to remain strong and persistent to finally break her walls she was so adamant about stacking high between the two. “I don’t, because it’s not that simple and it never will be.” she managed in between gasps of strangled air from her nerves crashing. He was instantly in front of her gathering her in his arms, “It will always be that simple. It’s you. It’s me. It’s Sean. It’s us against the world and it’s as simple as it gets.”

The howls thrummed beneath his fur, but they were not for him. The pack he could hear crying out at night were twenty strong at the least, and they cried out with such joy that he knew they wouldn’t want a loner like him coming along.

A pitiful whimpering at his side reminded him why he needed to try, and the wolf curled around the cub as the cold snows began to fall upon them.

As the sounds of the pack began to fade, a new howl rose in the night, pained and lonely, begging.

When it faded, the wolf lay shivering in the cold, knowing the little cub under his tail would soon die if he was not answered.

A deeper howl rose in the air, and it carried the beauty of hope, and the wolf became a man, barely older than a boy, with a small wolf cub in his arms.