Rough Script...

Here's a super rough copy of the script. Eventually when we get the boards more or less finished, I'll try recording a vocal scratch track to see if a narration will work. At the very least this should give you an idea of what will happen visually.

Imagine a world in which your sole purpose is to roll balls of shit. Every day you gather dung from one place or another. Stick it here and there, pile it up, stand on it, round it out, jump on it and smooth it out. Make that piece of shit roll the best you can.

Meet George, our resident dung ball pusher. Working hard every day to get his nutrient rich turd ball to his new home, he is relentless. Over the course of about a week George would gather fecal matter unlike any Scarab had ever witnessed. That is until one day he stumbled across something a little different, just laying there on the ground, waiting for a new home. It taunted him with its sugary coating, it’s honey dipped outer shell. Sucrose fructose lined the outer walls, sparkling like diamonds. He was convinced that this was a much better solution to gathering dung for days on end.

So he dropped the ball of dung he had slaved over and marvelled at his new ball. He was ecstatic. He loved his new ball. Jumping all over it in excitement he just couldn’t wipe the smile off his face. Eventually he decided to push this ball to his new home to feed his young ones.

As he pushed and rolled the sugar ball over peaks and valleys he was amazed at how smoothly it rolled. It was effortless. That is until he rolled in to a pebble breaking off a piece of his shimmering new wonder ball. He was flustered, but eventually managed to stick the piece back on with the assistance of some dung laying on the road side. One piece turned in to two, then three... until eventually the entire ball crumbled. George was absolutely heartbroken. Not knowing what else he could do he pieced together as much of the ball as possible with whatever he could find.

His shimmering new ball no longer existed. Instead what he had was another ball of shit with pieces of sugar attached to it. He shrugged his shoulders and decided to keep on rolling. After all, he has a family to feed.