BRITAIN ROYAL
Chapter 1- the show.
2010- Britain is in uproar at the recession and riots from unemployed teenagers and students are spread across the nation. Prime Minister Gordon Brown has decided to copy japans ideology and decides to set up the battle royal scheme to put young adults back in place only with his plan there is a twist.
Leighton Buzzard UK-
Jordan jumped onto his sofa exhausted from his long day of college and let out a huge sigh of relief.
"Ah fuck sake" he shouted and jumped back up and ran straight to his college bag "where the fuck is it" he murmured to himself after a few minutes of searching he threw his bag across the lounge and jumped back onto the sofa, he snatched the remote from the floor and turned on the news.
*And in further news Gordon Brown has issued a nationwide law that 100 teenagers aged 16 – 17 from each county must try out for the battle royal program starting in 2 months time. The teenagers will be picked randomly and there will be 4 shows in total. One for Southern and Midland England, another for the North and Scotland, a third for Wales and finally a fourth for northen island. Gordon Brown has also promised the winner of each show a £1000000 prize at the end so good luck to anybody chosen.*
"Shit"
1 and a half months later -Braden stoke UK-
*ring* *ring*
"Hello this is Matt Jones speaking
Yes
Yes
Yes
YES
Awesome"
*click*
*ring *
"Hello
Jordan how are you dude,
Yes I'm good thanks
No fucking way
I fucking know
We're have to be on this fucking show it'll be awesome"
*click*
"Who was that Mat"
"It was a man named Duncan I'm Going on Battle royal and so is Jordan"
*smash*
Half a month later – Southampton docks
Jordan's car pulled into the battle royal car park in Southampton docks where in front of him stood a brilliant scarlet red ferry with several banners and a small stage in front of it. As Jordan got out from his car a tall slim man walked up on to the stage taped the microphone and said:
"Hello children my name is Duncan and welcome to battle royal if you could all say your parting fare wells to your parents and guardians and get onto the boat where you shall all be briefed. And don't you all be getting worried your little cherubs will all be safe ... for now hahaha."
A big band marched forward playing the national anthem as the teenagers slowly walked on to the ship talking among them self in an excited manner.
