Remember yesterday when I said this project was being delayed? Well...
HAPPY EARLY APRIL FOOL'S DAY!
Here it is, in all its early-release glory. A forewarning: this first post is a farce, but serves as an introduction to several key details in my project. Don't say I didn't warn you. Enjoy.
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MEW's Dream Disney Resort - The Final Chapter - Pilot Episode
(The stage is set before us with a bright-red curtain and dim footlights. We, the audience, have sat down at fancy dinner tables concealed in white tablecloths and topped by dimly-lit candelabras. A tuxedo-clad pianist [probably British] plays a classy tune off to the side of the stage, when suddenly, the familiar voice of Disneyland's own Bill Rogers rings out...)
VOICE: Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, welcome to tonight's performance of "MEW's Dream Disney Resort - The Final Chapter," presented by WDWMagic. As a reminder, there is no smoking or flash photography during the performance, nor the use of firearms or livestock...that means you... @monkey92514
(monkey steps up from his table with great dignity, brushing his pants off. He turns his tuxedo pockets inside out, dropping a loaded water gun and a baby goat. How he fit a full-sized baby goat into his pocket is beyond us...monkey storms out, whilst the baby goat begins to munch on our tablecloth.)
VOICE: Anyways... Tonight we honor eight years of armchair Imagineering from America's sweetheart... (A picture of Abraham Lincoln appears on the curtain.) No, not him. (A picture of Jennifer Lawrence appears.) Not her. (An awkward picture of MEW eating a sandwich is projected onto the curtain.) That's our man! Ahem. Eight years ago, a bright-eyed fourteen year-old by the name of MANEATINGWREATH stumbled upon a little purple website that was then known as "Visions Fantastic." It was there that he discovered a hobby that has stuck with him ever since: Armchair Imagineering. It was there that he made lifelong friends and memories that would last a virtual lifetime. Ladies and gentlemen, that same fourteen-year old is here today...please put your hands together for...MANEATINGWREATH!
(The pianist plays "Hooray for Hollywood." We burst into applause as the curtains part, revealing...)
(A REAL man-eating wreath munches on a bucket of KFC before making awkward eye contact with us and freezing. We feel oddly uncomfortable. The music stops and the curtain promptly closes.)
VOICE: Oops! We apologize, that was NOT the man-eating wreath we were looking for...please hold. (Whispering backstage.) Who's in charge around here?! What do you mean Donald Trump?! Oh, brother... Well, just fix it! (From backstage we hear drills, jackhammers, shattering glass, and barnyard animals.) There we go, that should do it. No, no, tell her that caffeinated is fine... (Back to us.) Ahem! Ladies and gentlemen, NOW put your hands together for the one...the only...MANEATINGWREATH!
(The pianist plays "Hooray for Hollywood." The curtain parts to reveal the real MEW in a white tuxedo with a red bowtie. @TheOriginalTiki also appears onstage in a red tuxedo with a white bowtie. MEW bows. Tiki bows. MEW realizes that Tiki is onstage with him. With a sharp look, MEW looks offstage and makes a throat-cutting gesture. A shepherd's crook slowly enters from offstage and pulls Tiki off. MEW takes a larger bow than before. Rose petals fall from the sky.)
MEW: Thank you, thank you. Seriously, thank you. (Our applause continues.) Okay, okay. That's enough. Please. (We do not stop clapping. MEW pulls out a flamethrower.) I said that's enough! (MEW scorches the curtain. Our applause subsides. With a smile, MEW discards the flamethrower into the audience. The baby goat begins to eat it.) Eight years...what can be said about the past eight years of my life? It could be said that I've finished high school, traveled the world in a choral group, had four unsuccessful relationships, built a business, and endured one year of employment at Disneyland. It could be said that I've accomplished a great many things that I should be proud of. Well, there is one feat I have yet to accomplish, and that is... (Statler and Waldorf, appropriately perched in an adjacent balcony finally chime-in.)
STATLER: Finding true love?
STATLER & WALDORF: Doe-ho-ho-ho-ho!
WALDORF: You never found true love either, you old fool.
STATLER: Yeah. I'm one of the lucky ones! Doe-ho-ho-ho!
MEW: Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me.
STATLER: Oh yeah? How about this word? (Waldorf hurls several wooden letters at MEW, but promptly misses.)
MEW: Haha! You missed me! And you throw like a grandpa! (An even larger set of wooden letters are thrown at MEW, promptly knocking him over.) I stand corrected. (Clears throat.) Ladies and gentlemen, pay no heed to the elderly puppets in the balcony. Instead, just sit back, relax, and enjoy, as I share with you my long-awaited and final installment in my long-running series of dream Disney resorts. This is a project that has truly been eight years in the making, so before we begin, let's talk logistics. (A projector screen lowers from the ceiling. MEW pulls out a laser pointer. A powerpoint presentation begins.) For my final dream resort, I have decided to accomplish a feat that has never before been done on any known planet in our solar system: building the largest Magic Kingdom in the world. (Audible oohs and ahs from the audience. A picture of MEW at the beach in a speedo shows up. He quickly changes it to a picture of a Sleeping Beauty Castle.) Er, um... My Magic Kingdom will clock in at the massive size of 580 acres. (An audible gasp of shock.) That's eighty acres larger than Disney's largest park, Animal Kingdom which is a measly 500 acres. (Bob Iger and Michael Eisner stand up from their Presidential Box.)
IGER: Goodness me! How much will this mega-park cost?!
EISNER: My little heart can't take it...it must cost...trillions! (He faints. The baby goat begins to
munch on Eisner's shoes.)
MEW: Never fear, current CEO and former CEO, this resort is pure fiction. In fact, it only exists in my mind. While I have taken realism into consideration when designing this project, I'm mostly taking creativity and blue sky into consideration, so I don't want to hear any complaints. Each land in my massive Magic Kingdom will feature several attractions and several sub-lands, as the intention of this park is to make it a multi-day experience, not just a full-day experience. Rather than having to build two or three parks, this resort will only need one. One can even say that this project is not just a labor of love, but also a labor of fun.
EISNER: (Iger waves a crisp $100 bill above Eisner's nostrils. Eisner steps back up and frightens the goat.) It's a miracle! I'm alive! I'm alive! Hallelujah!
AUDIENCE: Hallelujah!
MEW: But if this resort was real, it would cost several billion to make at the minimum. (Eisner faints again. The goat resumes munching on his shoes.)
IGER: What of the attractions? Will they be small and hastily-made?
MEW: No, absolutely not. You see, S.W. Wilson of Ideal Build-Out has a wonderful philosophy that the park should be the E-Ticket, not just the attractions. I share this same philosophy, so not only will my park have lands on the level of immersion and quality as...oh, say Cars Land, Tokyo DisneySea...or the Wizarding World of Harry Potter...
MICKEY MOUSE: You take that back!
MEW: Each and every attraction will be of the highest-caliber, being perfect compliments to the immersion level of each land. Cost-cutting does not exist in my own little world. (IGER faints. The goat moves from Eisner's half-eaten shoes to Iger's uneaten shoes.) Now, what of my resort's location? Well, I've settled on a prime piece of real estate that I've spent eight years of armchair Imagineering focusing on...
RANDOM MOUNTIE IN AUDIENCE: Canada? (The Mountie gently pets the head of a moose resting at his feet.)
MEW: No. Australia! (Applause. The moose moans. The visibly upset Mountie throws a maple leaf-shaped boomerang at the stage. MEW ducks.) The concept of a Disneyland in Australia has followed me around from my earliest days in the armchair Imagineering community, from the wildly successful Disneyland Australia, Open Brainstorming in 2008 to an ongoing project in a recent season of So, You Want to be an Imagineer, it only feels appropriate to place my final dream resort in a location that holds so much sentimentality for me. (The audience applauds. Tiki steps back onstage and steps in front of MEW, basking in the applause. The applause grows louder as Tiki bows dramatically. The shepherd's crook returns and pulls him off again.) You're too kind, really, really. Thank you.
MOUNTIE: What's this mega-resort called then, eh?
MEW: Thanks for asking random Mountie! It's called... Disneyland Australia, the heart and soul of the Disneyland Australia Resort, "The Happiest Place Down Under." (We burst into a standing ovation.) Located just a few miles shy of Sydney, the Disneyland Australia Resort is the ultimate family vacation destination, with its record-breaking Magic Kingdom, two luxurious hotels, and premiere shopping district, the Happiest Place Down Under is surely a place that will be on many a Disney fan's bucket lists for all-time. Thank you for your time, and I will see you all at my Magic Kingdom. (Another standing ovation. MEW is overwhelmed with emotion, tearing up. Tiki returns and jumps up and down, triumphantly waving his arms in front of MEW. The shepherd's crook snatches him back again. Roses and rotten eggs are hurled at MEW as he takes his own bow. The pianist plays a triumphant tune as the curtains close and MEW disappears. Our table-mate turns to us.)
TABLE MATE: We paid $500 for this dinner show?! There wasn't even any food! (The baby goat begins to chew on the shoes of our table mate.)
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That being said, the fun begins now! In real-life I do have some unexpected obligations that have arisen, so I cannot guarantee how regularly posts will be added, but I can assure you, the final chapter in my dream resort will finally be completed, and on a regular basis.
Don't worry, only this post will be written like a play script. The rest of this project will be presented with visuals, music, and detailed write-ups, just like I have always done in the past. Stay tuned...
HAPPY EARLY APRIL FOOL'S DAY!
Here it is, in all its early-release glory. A forewarning: this first post is a farce, but serves as an introduction to several key details in my project. Don't say I didn't warn you. Enjoy.
====================
MEW's Dream Disney Resort - The Final Chapter - Pilot Episode
(The stage is set before us with a bright-red curtain and dim footlights. We, the audience, have sat down at fancy dinner tables concealed in white tablecloths and topped by dimly-lit candelabras. A tuxedo-clad pianist [probably British] plays a classy tune off to the side of the stage, when suddenly, the familiar voice of Disneyland's own Bill Rogers rings out...)
VOICE: Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, welcome to tonight's performance of "MEW's Dream Disney Resort - The Final Chapter," presented by WDWMagic. As a reminder, there is no smoking or flash photography during the performance, nor the use of firearms or livestock...that means you... @monkey92514
(monkey steps up from his table with great dignity, brushing his pants off. He turns his tuxedo pockets inside out, dropping a loaded water gun and a baby goat. How he fit a full-sized baby goat into his pocket is beyond us...monkey storms out, whilst the baby goat begins to munch on our tablecloth.)
VOICE: Anyways... Tonight we honor eight years of armchair Imagineering from America's sweetheart... (A picture of Abraham Lincoln appears on the curtain.) No, not him. (A picture of Jennifer Lawrence appears.) Not her. (An awkward picture of MEW eating a sandwich is projected onto the curtain.) That's our man! Ahem. Eight years ago, a bright-eyed fourteen year-old by the name of MANEATINGWREATH stumbled upon a little purple website that was then known as "Visions Fantastic." It was there that he discovered a hobby that has stuck with him ever since: Armchair Imagineering. It was there that he made lifelong friends and memories that would last a virtual lifetime. Ladies and gentlemen, that same fourteen-year old is here today...please put your hands together for...MANEATINGWREATH!
(The pianist plays "Hooray for Hollywood." We burst into applause as the curtains part, revealing...)
(A REAL man-eating wreath munches on a bucket of KFC before making awkward eye contact with us and freezing. We feel oddly uncomfortable. The music stops and the curtain promptly closes.)
VOICE: Oops! We apologize, that was NOT the man-eating wreath we were looking for...please hold. (Whispering backstage.) Who's in charge around here?! What do you mean Donald Trump?! Oh, brother... Well, just fix it! (From backstage we hear drills, jackhammers, shattering glass, and barnyard animals.) There we go, that should do it. No, no, tell her that caffeinated is fine... (Back to us.) Ahem! Ladies and gentlemen, NOW put your hands together for the one...the only...MANEATINGWREATH!
(The pianist plays "Hooray for Hollywood." The curtain parts to reveal the real MEW in a white tuxedo with a red bowtie. @TheOriginalTiki also appears onstage in a red tuxedo with a white bowtie. MEW bows. Tiki bows. MEW realizes that Tiki is onstage with him. With a sharp look, MEW looks offstage and makes a throat-cutting gesture. A shepherd's crook slowly enters from offstage and pulls Tiki off. MEW takes a larger bow than before. Rose petals fall from the sky.)
MEW: Thank you, thank you. Seriously, thank you. (Our applause continues.) Okay, okay. That's enough. Please. (We do not stop clapping. MEW pulls out a flamethrower.) I said that's enough! (MEW scorches the curtain. Our applause subsides. With a smile, MEW discards the flamethrower into the audience. The baby goat begins to eat it.) Eight years...what can be said about the past eight years of my life? It could be said that I've finished high school, traveled the world in a choral group, had four unsuccessful relationships, built a business, and endured one year of employment at Disneyland. It could be said that I've accomplished a great many things that I should be proud of. Well, there is one feat I have yet to accomplish, and that is... (Statler and Waldorf, appropriately perched in an adjacent balcony finally chime-in.)
STATLER: Finding true love?
STATLER & WALDORF: Doe-ho-ho-ho-ho!
WALDORF: You never found true love either, you old fool.
STATLER: Yeah. I'm one of the lucky ones! Doe-ho-ho-ho!
MEW: Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me.
STATLER: Oh yeah? How about this word? (Waldorf hurls several wooden letters at MEW, but promptly misses.)
MEW: Haha! You missed me! And you throw like a grandpa! (An even larger set of wooden letters are thrown at MEW, promptly knocking him over.) I stand corrected. (Clears throat.) Ladies and gentlemen, pay no heed to the elderly puppets in the balcony. Instead, just sit back, relax, and enjoy, as I share with you my long-awaited and final installment in my long-running series of dream Disney resorts. This is a project that has truly been eight years in the making, so before we begin, let's talk logistics. (A projector screen lowers from the ceiling. MEW pulls out a laser pointer. A powerpoint presentation begins.) For my final dream resort, I have decided to accomplish a feat that has never before been done on any known planet in our solar system: building the largest Magic Kingdom in the world. (Audible oohs and ahs from the audience. A picture of MEW at the beach in a speedo shows up. He quickly changes it to a picture of a Sleeping Beauty Castle.) Er, um... My Magic Kingdom will clock in at the massive size of 580 acres. (An audible gasp of shock.) That's eighty acres larger than Disney's largest park, Animal Kingdom which is a measly 500 acres. (Bob Iger and Michael Eisner stand up from their Presidential Box.)
IGER: Goodness me! How much will this mega-park cost?!
EISNER: My little heart can't take it...it must cost...trillions! (He faints. The baby goat begins to
munch on Eisner's shoes.)
MEW: Never fear, current CEO and former CEO, this resort is pure fiction. In fact, it only exists in my mind. While I have taken realism into consideration when designing this project, I'm mostly taking creativity and blue sky into consideration, so I don't want to hear any complaints. Each land in my massive Magic Kingdom will feature several attractions and several sub-lands, as the intention of this park is to make it a multi-day experience, not just a full-day experience. Rather than having to build two or three parks, this resort will only need one. One can even say that this project is not just a labor of love, but also a labor of fun.
EISNER: (Iger waves a crisp $100 bill above Eisner's nostrils. Eisner steps back up and frightens the goat.) It's a miracle! I'm alive! I'm alive! Hallelujah!
AUDIENCE: Hallelujah!
MEW: But if this resort was real, it would cost several billion to make at the minimum. (Eisner faints again. The goat resumes munching on his shoes.)
IGER: What of the attractions? Will they be small and hastily-made?
MEW: No, absolutely not. You see, S.W. Wilson of Ideal Build-Out has a wonderful philosophy that the park should be the E-Ticket, not just the attractions. I share this same philosophy, so not only will my park have lands on the level of immersion and quality as...oh, say Cars Land, Tokyo DisneySea...or the Wizarding World of Harry Potter...
MICKEY MOUSE: You take that back!
MEW: Each and every attraction will be of the highest-caliber, being perfect compliments to the immersion level of each land. Cost-cutting does not exist in my own little world. (IGER faints. The goat moves from Eisner's half-eaten shoes to Iger's uneaten shoes.) Now, what of my resort's location? Well, I've settled on a prime piece of real estate that I've spent eight years of armchair Imagineering focusing on...
RANDOM MOUNTIE IN AUDIENCE: Canada? (The Mountie gently pets the head of a moose resting at his feet.)
MEW: No. Australia! (Applause. The moose moans. The visibly upset Mountie throws a maple leaf-shaped boomerang at the stage. MEW ducks.) The concept of a Disneyland in Australia has followed me around from my earliest days in the armchair Imagineering community, from the wildly successful Disneyland Australia, Open Brainstorming in 2008 to an ongoing project in a recent season of So, You Want to be an Imagineer, it only feels appropriate to place my final dream resort in a location that holds so much sentimentality for me. (The audience applauds. Tiki steps back onstage and steps in front of MEW, basking in the applause. The applause grows louder as Tiki bows dramatically. The shepherd's crook returns and pulls him off again.) You're too kind, really, really. Thank you.
MOUNTIE: What's this mega-resort called then, eh?
MEW: Thanks for asking random Mountie! It's called... Disneyland Australia, the heart and soul of the Disneyland Australia Resort, "The Happiest Place Down Under." (We burst into a standing ovation.) Located just a few miles shy of Sydney, the Disneyland Australia Resort is the ultimate family vacation destination, with its record-breaking Magic Kingdom, two luxurious hotels, and premiere shopping district, the Happiest Place Down Under is surely a place that will be on many a Disney fan's bucket lists for all-time. Thank you for your time, and I will see you all at my Magic Kingdom. (Another standing ovation. MEW is overwhelmed with emotion, tearing up. Tiki returns and jumps up and down, triumphantly waving his arms in front of MEW. The shepherd's crook snatches him back again. Roses and rotten eggs are hurled at MEW as he takes his own bow. The pianist plays a triumphant tune as the curtains close and MEW disappears. Our table-mate turns to us.)
TABLE MATE: We paid $500 for this dinner show?! There wasn't even any food! (The baby goat begins to chew on the shoes of our table mate.)
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That being said, the fun begins now! In real-life I do have some unexpected obligations that have arisen, so I cannot guarantee how regularly posts will be added, but I can assure you, the final chapter in my dream resort will finally be completed, and on a regular basis.
Don't worry, only this post will be written like a play script. The rest of this project will be presented with visuals, music, and detailed write-ups, just like I have always done in the past. Stay tuned...