I would like some help with this. It's supposed to be a talk-show-style interview, made to promote the new snuff Western from HDH-Vortex films. But I think it needs pepping up. Especially quips. I listened to some talk shows on Youtube, and the interviewer and guest trade funny quips to liven things up.
Prologue
Passage of the Voluntary Slavery And Assisted Suicide Act of 2025 -- better known as the Stacks-Yancy Act -- created a new industry: snuff films. You might think it difficult to find someone willing to take the starring role. You would be wrong. The pay (to the star's heirs) is amazing, and the opportunity to become famous -- even posthumously -- brings more volunteers than there are parts to fill. This is the story of one such star.
Note: This interview appears at the end of the story, but is filmed the night before the main character gets hanged.
The Interview
(Announcer's voice offstage) Please welcome Bradford Marchand, the star of the upcoming Dusky Horizons movie, Cattle Rustler's Trail."
There was loud applause, followed by whistles and cheers as a squirrel with blond headfur walked onstage, stark naked, and sat in an armchair facing noted talk show host Ashley Moore, a springhaas with an auburn pixybob, wearing a black shirt and a royal blue jacket with dotted with white.
Ashley: Well, this is something new. I’ve never had a guest show up au naturel before.
Brad (shrugs): This is the way I’ll be in front of the lights and cameras tomorrow morning. So why not promote my film this way?
Ashley: No problem. So, tell us a little bit about "The Rein and the Rope"
Brad: In this film, I'm a rancher. But the bad guy, the Mayor, forges a mortgage and takes my ranch away. I get together with some other ranchers he's cheated and start stealing his cattle, selling them in Dodge for money to buy new ranches somewhere else.
Dissolve to a grassy field with several dozen steers grazing. Brad and several other malefurs ride in, rope six of the cattle, and lead them off. A lone ranchhand tries to chase them, but after a bullet misses his head by a few inches, he rides away to get help.
Dissolve back to the talk show studio.
The Mayor sets up a trap for us, but I hold his ranch hands off long enough for my guys to get away, but they capture me and take me to town to be tried.
Ashley: And you're found guilty?
Brad: Of course. And sentenced to hang.
Dissolve to what appears to be an old West courtroom -- two long benches, six middle-aged men in faded clothing sitting on benches, Brad and a clean-shaven man in an old style suit & string tie at one rough wooden table, a man with a star at another, and a simple desk with a white-haired man holding a gavel.
Brad stands up, looking nervous. The judge says, “I sentence you to be hanged by the neck…”
Brad looks sick.
Dissolve back to the talk show studio.
Then we have a couple of sex scenes in the jail.
Dissolve to a jail cell. Brad bent over, leaning against his bed, looking back over his shoulder at a fox. Both have erections. Brad’s tail is raised, exposing his tailhole. The fox approaches Brad and starts to push his cock into the squirrel.
Back to the studio
The "next day" I get marched out to the gallows and hanged. That makes the townsfolk mad and… Well, I won’t give away the ending, even though most fans of the series can figure it out.
Ashley: Just to be clear, you're a slave, right?
Brad smiled. "Yes. the Stacks-Yancy Act requires it. If you kill a free fur, even with consent, it's murder. but with a slave contract, you can do anything that the contract allows. Including killing them -- me!"
Dissolve to the town jail. The sheriff putting Brad into one of two cells. And back to the studio.
Ashley: And yet you sit here smiling.
Brad: There's an old story about a man who finds a genie in a bottle. He opens the bottle, and a bunch of smoke comes out and says, "Thank you for letting me out of the bottle, Master. Tell me what you want of me."
And the man says, "Go and be free."
The genie bows and says, "No. I am your slave for life."
The man ponders for a while, then says, "I order you: from now on, behave exactly as you would behave if you were free."
That describes me. I would do this as a free squirrel. The slave contract is just a formality so my hanging will be legal.
Ashley: This time tomorrow you'll be lying in your coffin. How do you feel about that?
Brad: (shrugging his shoulders) Ehh! It won’t make any difference to me. Dead is boring. When you're dead you don't do anything, don't feel anything. What leads up to death, that's the fun part.
Ashley: And your feelings about that?
Brad: Take a look at my lap.
An inset appeared in the lower-right corner of the screen, a close-up of Brad's crotch. His cock was sticking out, hard, with a drop of pre-cum at the end.
Ashley: (looking at her monitor) I see.
Brad: So, yeah, I'm really turned on by the thought that I'll be dangling by my neck tomorrow.
Ashley: Did you bring some bloopers for us?
Brad: We did make some mistakes -- every movie has mistakes and retakes. But "bloopers" usually refers to funny mistakes. We really had only one of those, and that only because it happened more than once.
Dissolve to the town square. Brad, naked, with his hands tied behind his back, going up the steps to the gallows with a guard on either side. He misses the third step and falls, nearly landing on his face, but one of the guards catches him and helps him to his feet.
A "bluuurrrp" sound, and the scene begins again. This time Brad misses the fourth step. And again, this time the second step.
Brad (voice over): It's not easy to walk up stairs with your hands tied. RT finally had us change the scene. Track 2?
The same scene, but this time the guards hold Brad’s arms and appear to be forcing him up the stairs.
Ashley: That sounds… really sexy. What was it like, preparing for this role?
Brad: It wasn't just for this role. I started way back in college. I'd already decided I wanted to be an actor -- I played second lead in the school play in tenth grade, the heavy in eleventh grade, and the male lead in twelfth. (takes a sip of water) There was an elective class in Snuff Drama in my sophomore year. The description sounded interesting, so I signed up. Each week we watched a movie, then spent an hour or so discussing it. And I was totally turned on! Especially by the films where a male was hanged or strangled.
Ashley: Is that when you decided to…
Brad: No. I was hoping to be a Hollywood star. But by the end of my junior year it was clear that I didn't have the glamour to win that kind of role. So I started thinking about supporting roles. You can make a decent living on parts like Sam in "Casablanca" or the Prosecutor in "Miracle on 34th Street". But halfway through my senior year I realized that wasn't what I really wanted. I wanted that starring role -- my name up on the marquee -- even if I could only do it once.
Ashley: So this is sort of a last resort for you?
Brad: No. Sorry if I gave that impression. But… I kept watching movies that ended with a hanging. I'd go to an 8PM showing, watch until the hanging, then go straight home and fap. Sometimes I didn't make it home. I'd spread a blanket over my lap, sit in my car in the dark, and imagine myself hanging there, kicking, strangling, dying in the noose.
Ashley: Hit you hard, huh?
Brad: You got it. Then I'd grab something to eat out of the fridge and go to bed. And wake up in the middle of the night, so horny… By the start of my senior year, I knew that I really wanted to star in a hanging snuff movie. Preferably a Western, like "The Rope and the Rein", but I'd have taken the starring role in any movie that would accept me. Well, any high-quality movie. Who wants to be the "star" of a film that is hardly better than somebody's home movie taken with a Steadicam?
• Dissolve to the same scene. This time Brad is standing at the front of the platform with the noose around his neck. The Mayor, standing behind him, pushes him off the edge of the platform. Dissolve back to the studio.
Ashley: And then…?
Brad: I started working out in the gym. Weight training to look more heroic. Running and an aerobics class until I could hold my breath for over three minutes without hyperventilating. And of course I got in as many plays as I could. By that time I was good enough to get the lead or second lead almost every time, and I went for plays that involved hanging. Non-lethal, of course, but I told them to leave me up there until I gave a double-kick as a signal I was losing consciousness.
Ashley: Sounds like a lot of work.
Brad: Yeah. I hired a hanging coach to help my technique, both control, so I could last as long as possible, and technique -- making it look good.
Ashley: Well, you obviously succeeded.
Brad: Yeah.
Ashley: I've heard rumors about people being forced into snuff films -- forged signatures, that kind of thing.
Brad: Yeah, I heard those rumors too. I mentioned them to RT -- that's Mr. Toft, the Director. He said, "Unwilling actors don't win Oscars."
Ashley: That sounded exactly like him. I've met him.
Brad: Yeah. He was pretty definite about it.
Ashley: So then…?
I did some research. Financials -- who was doing the blockbuster snuff movies, and reviews -- where the best snuff movies were made. And I found that HDH Vortex made more money -- and more importantly got more Oscars -- than any other studios. And I went to see theatrical releases, and rented some DVDs. And the Dusky Horizons series really turned me on. So I came here, talked Toft into letting me do a screen test, and, well, here I am, doing my dream role.
Dissolve to the same scene. Brad is in mid-air, a couple of feet in front of the gallows platform, his waist about even with the platform. The clip shows 3 seconds of his feet kicking as he struggles for air, then dissolves back to the studio.
Ashley: Thank you, Brad. I can see you're eager to get out of here and get in character for your next scene, so goodbye and good luck.
Brad: I don't need luck. I've got what it takes.
