A WARRIOR - WITH A SWORD ON HIS BACK AND PAINT ON HIS STERN FACE.
MUSCLES BULGE OUT FROM HIS TORN CLOTHES.
WARRIOR; (SHOUTING WITH VENOM) Behold me! I am a Slayer of Dragons, a Guardian of Kingdoms, an Exterminator of Orks, a Scourge of All That Is Foul And Evil, a Protector of All Things Sacred.
PAN OUT TO REVEAL THAT WE ARE IN A JOBCENTRE, WITH THE WARRIOR FACING A MAN AT A COMPUTER.
MAN: Well I've done a quick search but I'm afraid no matches have come up, Mr. Slayer. We do have quite a few openings at Tescos though, if you'll consider that?
WARRIOR SLOUCHES DESPONDANTLY