Story trailer for my fantasy-adventure-comedy
**"THE SKETCHED CONSPIRACY"** **MOVIE TRAILER SCREENPLAY** --- FADE IN: **TEXT CARD: "SOME STORIES..."** INT. MARCUS'S APARTMENT - NIGHT Close on a sketchbook. A pencil dances across the page, bringing to life a dapper cat in a detective's coat and magnifying glass. MARCUS WEBB (30s, disheveled hair, paint-stained hoodie) adds the final whisker with a satisfied smile. MARCUS (to himself) There you go, Whiskers. Case closed. He closes the sketchbook. Sets down his pencil. A RUSTLING sound. Marcus looks up. His eyes widen. Standing on his coffee table is WHISKERS—fully three-dimensional, animated, alive. The cat adjusts his tiny detective hat. WHISKERS (British accent) I say, do you have any tuna? Marcus stumbles backward, knocking over his coffee. **SMASH CUT TO:** **TITLE CARD: "...REFUSE TO STAY ON THE PAGE"** INT. MARCUS'S APARTMENT - CONTINUOUS Illustrations peel off the walls—a dancing elephant, a flying fish, a knight in armor—all swirling around the apartment in a magical chaos. MARCUS This isn't happening. This isn't— A KNOCK at the door. Marcus opens it. MEI LING (late 20s, sharp eyes, leather jacket) stands there holding an ancient jade necklace. MEI LING Marcus Webb? We need to talk about your gift. **CUT TO:** EXT. PRAGUE ROOFTOP - DAY Mei Ling and Marcus run across terracotta tiles. Behind them, ILLUSTRATED SHADOW CREATURES with glowing red eyes give chase. MEI LING The necklace contains a fragment of the Creator's Brush! It's what's activating your drawings! MARCUS My drawings are children's books! Not— A shadow creature LUNGES. Marcus instinctively sketches in the air with his finger. A CARTOON SHIELD materializes, blocking the attack. MARCUS (CONT'D) —weapons! **CUT TO:** INT. ART GALLERY - NIGHT PROFESSOR ZHANG (60s, elegant, cold smile) stands before a wall of ancient paintings. PROFESSOR ZHANG Marcus was always my most talented student. Such a shame he chose whimsy over power. He touches a painting. A WARRIOR steps out of the canvas, fully armed.