[wp] At the opposite of the Academy Awards, winners of the worst actor and actress are executed on live TV.

"Make a movie! We live in an age where everyone gets an equal opportunity to have the limelight."

That's what they told me when I said I wanted to express myself more. Fucking idiots, but they are my friends so I went along with it. I got some stuff together, set aside some cash from my paychecks at the Provision Station, and went to work at making a short comedy about a spiced up version of my day to day life. That's how I ended up on this stage with the eyes of the world on me, be they here or viewing from home.

I put it on G.E.N. like everyone else who wanted their productions to be seen. Reviews, vid logs, popular music, personal movies. Everything on the Global Entertainment Network is rated then sorted. If it is below a threshold or fits the conditions for irrelevance it is labeled as Amateur, and content above that threshold is labeled as Professional. Professional content is treated as high end production was in the early 21st century.

I never assumed qualifying was a possibility. It definitely wasn't an intention. Strange things happen though... and before someone of such little exposure like myself could react I was getting harshly judged and ridiculed for my first ever public attempt at humor. My peers tried their best to play it off.

Next thing anyone knew I was being reviewed as the worst actor of the year, and with The Carnival fast approaching... I was so depressed by the end that there wasn't even a struggle when they came to take me for The Ceremony.

So I stood, behind the story high curtains which hid the other 5 nominees and myself from view. The heat was insufferable in the clothes which were made mandatory for us, and banter could be heard between the stage hands. Apparently Nominee 2-F and your's truly (formally known as 3-M) were shoe-ins to win worst actress and actor respectively. Kept in a tidy line males behind females I could only see her hair. It was alluringly black with a slight wave which flowed down the center of her head and over her shoulder.

We were called. One by one, steps rang loudly on the floor in a solemn march. In the center of the stage was a podium adorned with elegant wings which had two feather sticking strangely further out then the others, two head sized boxes, and a man who seemed lanky to an almost comical degree. Had I been a viewer and not a participant I would probably had a laugh at his expense. This was not the time for that though. Lined up with the ladies in front of the men, I could see a bit more of 2-F. She had a distinguished chin but most of her features were still a mystery to me.

After a short speech the "winners" were announced.

"With an almost unanimous decision I proudly announce Nominees 2-F and 3-M as the 17th annual winners of the Worst Actor and Actress awards." The lanky man's words almost oozed out as he spoke, as if they lost speed trying to escape his elongated neck. The two of us were ushered to the boxes, turned to face each other, and forced to our knees.

I could finally see 2-F in her entirety, and she took my breath away. Even in this situation her poise was dignified and defiant in equal parts. Lanky started a monologue as he reached for the protruding feathers on the wing. Gripping each, and with a swift yank, two swords were revealed. 2-F and I stared at each other as the monologue came to an end. Now facing us the host raised his arms and out crawled the final words, "and may this reward be a reminder of their failures and keep the future of entertainment bright."

As I heard the high pitch whistle of steel slicing through air only one thought enveloped my mind. "She has pretty eyes."

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