The Making of a Movie

idk bro.

I think i wanna base a script off of these pics(????) but idk really know the story line lmao

Scott (Cleo's manager) stands over Cleo who is sitting in the bathtub, smoking a cigarette.

"You know what Scotty?" Cleo starts

Ok so...should Jo and Cleo get together? Like I know they hate each other, but just imagine it for a second...Cleo isn't jealous that Jo is the new drummer and getting with someone (Ali?) but she is jealous that Ali (?) is getting with Jo

“The only way you can take my spot is by sucking your way to it” ~ Cleo Ripps

“I’m the queen of this fucking symphony, you talentless fuck” ~ Cleo Ripps

Cleo looks out into her garden in a drunken haze. There, in her own backyard, is a huge empty stadium with a stage. The drums are center stage, and a red spotlight summons a drummer. Cleo watches as this drummer plays with precision. Cleo steps out of her grand house and into her backyard. She steps out onto the stage and the drummer begins to play with ferocity. This drummer plays faster and faster and faster. Every step closer the drummer seems to lose more control. Whipping her head back and forth in a careless manner, hitting the drums with less precision and less passion. When Cleo is in front of this drummer the lights go out. The drums stop. It is completely silent. Footsteps are heard behind Cleo. The careful sound of something wet dripping onto the floor fills the silence. Cleo turns to find herself behind her. Only her face is saged and cheeks sunken, spots litter her cheeks, forehead, and chin. And her hands, oh her hands are raw and blistered. A steady trail of blood is lead down her thumb and onto the cold floor.

Drip.

Drip.

Drip.

This Cleo is desperate, she falls to her knees.

"Help us" They whisper.

"Please, help us!"

Cleo gets down onto her knees in front of this version of herself. They grip her shoulders and scream in anguish.

"Help us!"

"Please!"

This Cleo starts to convulse, she shakes uncontrollably with saliva dripping out of her mouth, and a white powder paints her upper lip. Cleo begins to cry. Hot wet tears drip out of her eyes and down to her chin and off onto the harsh floor.

Drip.

Drip.

Drip.

Cleo looks up with panic. Only come face to face with the blurry surface of the water. She's under the water. Why is she under the water? Where is she?

Cleo sits up with a gasp. She’s in her own extravagant bathroom.

Completely alone.

Drip.

Drip.

Drip.

"The tub is overflowing," She says to herself as she picks up her scotch glass and sips on it. "Fuck it, I'll deal with it later"

She lights her cigarette.

And that was that.

Her dream forgotten.

The message it held deemed unimportant.

God Save the King of Drums, Cleo Ripps.

Ok so! This woman, Cleo Ripps is a drummer. She’s a part of a band that is very very successful

Cleo is influenced by their manager Scott by him telling her that she’s beautiful and talented and amazing and everyone loves her!

So Cleo used to practice the drums for hours upon hours but ever since Scott started to tell her that she didn’t need to, Cleo didn’t feel the need to practice, so she didn’t

Instead, she went out partying and hooking up with guys, and trying drugs for the first time

And Cleo starts to get a huge ego

Like the size of the sun ego

So Cleo in an interview tells the entire world that she is in fact “THE drummer”

And so time goes on, Cleo gets worse and worse and her bandmates are getting pretty tired of her attitude towards them so they decide to start auditions for a new drummer

Without telling Cleo

Cleo finds out via a magazine article, and she becomes furious

Cleo finds out that she might be replaced by a girl named Jo Gills

Cleo decides to do everything in her power to make sure that she does not lose her spot as the best drummer in the world