This is a work in progress adaptation for an animation script of the original script of broccoli boy (as above)
(establishing shot of country side village, with rolling hills and green pastures)
There once was a dog as green as a frog
who lived near a quiet, secluded, village
He lived on a farm with the neatest of tillage
acquired through plunder and viking pillage.
This gentlemanly dog of valor and splendor
had an appetite for broccoli which only one could tender.
So three times a day he'd walk down the street
to his favorite restaurant, for a bite to eat.
(in the resturant)
He ate no meat and ate no stew
(well dressed waiters pass him by with dishes for other diners and bb turns his head disaprovingly)
a gentleman so well groomed and sophisticated
you'd think would have a diet that was quite complicated
But far from that his tastes did range
this quiet fellow, who lived estranged.
(so idealistic,
Why? no-one knew)
He ate only broccoli for breakfast,lunch & dinner
and never got fatter nor ever got thinner.
(time lapse sequence of sun rising setting moon rising in bkg through resturant glass walls/windows time stops lapsing at night, it's now a full moon)
and what he ate, he ate with conviction,
as his love for broccoli was no superficial affliction.
(that healthy green veg
loathed by young peeps)
Regretfully, his emotions where not as consistent
as the diet on which this dog insisted
(as the legend goes)
For every full moon would bring a change of mood
as his subtle demeanor turned quite rude.
and the restaurants doors closed
he would continue to feast
to forget the burden of his best friend, now deceased.
For this poor dog had to love broccoli so,
to calm the beast within that might show.
he ate more and more in the light of the moon,
or the greedy beast might up and change it's tune;
then divert it's attention to a waiter or two,
so he ate more and the more he ate the more green grew.
(he leaves the restuarnt at night, a little tipsy and the kids in the streets see broccoli growing out of him, it's a full moon implying a were-broccoli connection)
His ears sprouted forests of broccoli hair,
his well groomed coat now a sad sight to bear
and finally the claws of a wolf that sprouted
to complete the transition from which he routed.
(continue to discribe his were-boccoliness)
Those that saw him would stop to stare.
as he fumbled, in the moonlight to his secluded lair.
(he can scare the kids off here with his were-broccoliness to transition to the dream sequence and he turns his back and walks away back to the retreat of his farm in a mr hyde type fashion)
(music climaxes when he scares th kids away then starts to clam down when he walks away)
But the dog, he kept silent,
as the reason for his greenness,
Was really quite violent.
If truth be told
on his farm abode,
many years ago before the household-mold grew tenfold
(with it's own introspection)
Here, lived his friend of a peculiar coloration
a boy vegetarian of a 3rd generation.
They swore to be best friends forever!
No matter how trying they would endevour,
to never break the bond they made
as best friend and comerade.
The Boy Vegetarian being honourable and fair
subsequently changed his Will to declare
His estate to Broccoli Boy as his new heir.
And how unfortuante a choice that was
for his siblings, the twins, he never really loved.
And duely so, as they where a greedy spawn of hate and mistrust
who would conspire to right thier brother's "unjust".
"Our brother, the Kng of the immasculated!
His betrayal to us will leave him ill-fated."
The twins postulated in a sarcastic tone
"The estate remains upon the family bestowen"
And what of thier unwilling benefactor and his best friend?
Thier poor brother's life was never intended too reach it's natural end
But Broccoli Boy proposed an unfortunate deviation
From thier original plan, of micreant calculation.
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