...aaaaand scene

*As the foreign paid infiltraitors stand to waive the foreign flag, sending billions of American money to other shores, those that voted against it quietly shuffle from the hall. Strangely, all cell phones suddenly go dark: nocalls in or out.

Just as the last leaves, four XM214 miniguns stationed up and overlooking the hall, find their remaining celebratory targets and hum in unison the sound of freedom cutting swaths of traitors down where they stand, Michael Bay style. Only mere seconds go by as the hall goes quiet, with the still falling brass tinkling on ground and an occasional moan but the guns quickly home-in and take care of that. No traitors eat steak tonight.

Once movement is assured to be stilled, the guns retract to thier hidden nests and the wetwork cleanup crew burst into action: an army of 200 men, grim faced but knowing it has to be done, quickly remove bodies, clean floors, remove all seating/flooring and anything else that caught a bullet to be replaced with new, but slightly worn to look like it was always there. In an incredibly short and efficient time, the whole hall is restored.*

That, now, would be an interesting moment in a Hollyweird movie no?

Disclaimer: purely for any movie writers out there. Free to use, no royalties will be claimed.

...aaaaand scene

*As the foreign paid infiltraitors stand to waive the foreign flag, sending billions of American money to other shores, those that voted against it quietly shuffle from the hall. Strangely, all cell phones suddenly go dark: nocalls in or out.

Just as the last leaves, four XM214 miniguns stationed up and overlooking the hall, find their remaining celebratory targets and hum in unison the sound of freedom cutting swaths of traitors down where they stand, Michael Bay style. Only mere seconds go by as the hall goes quiet, with the still falling brass tinkling on ground and an occasional moan but the guns quickly home-in and take care of that. No traitors eat steak tonight.

Once movement is assured to be stilled, the guns retract to thier hidden nests and the wetwork cleanup crew burst into action: an army of 200 men, grim faced but knowing it has to be done, quickly remove bodies, clean floors, remove all seating/flooring and anything else that caught a bullet to be replaced with new, but slightly worn to look like it was always there. In an incredibly short and efficient time, the whole hall is restored.*

That, now, would be an interesting moment in a Hollyweird movie no?