Title: Trump and Musk Rally Under the Justice Field
Setting: A massive rally somewhere in the U.S. Heartland. The stage is decorated with giant American flags, Tesla logos, and a bizarre gold statue of Trump giving a thumbs-up. The crowd, a mix of MAGA hats and Tesla T-shirts, roars as Donald Trump and Elon Musk take the stage together.
Scene 1: The Opening Speech
Trump approaches the microphone, adjusting his tie and basking in the applause. Musk stands beside him, nodding smugly, holding a tiny model of a Mars colony.
Trump: "Thank you, thank you, everybody! Isn’t this the biggest rally you’ve ever seen? Nobody does rallies like me. Nobody! They’re saying it’s the biggest in history."
The Justice Field activates. Suddenly, Trump finds himself surrounded by an endless, suffocating crowd of his own clones, all yelling over each other about how amazing he is. Each clone demands to be heard, drowning out Trump’s speech.
Clone Trump: "I’m the best Trump! No, I’m the best Trump!"
Trump: (panicking) "Quiet! Quiet! I’m the real Trump!"
Justice Field: "Justice."
Scene 2: Musk Takes the Stage
Musk steps forward, smirking as he begins his speech.
Musk: "Ladies and gentlemen, today we stand on the brink of a new era. I’ve brought you electric cars, reusable rockets, and now, Neuralink—a way to upload your consciousness and escape all this."
The Justice Field activates. Musk is suddenly trapped inside a never-ending Tesla autopilot glitch simulation. Each time he tries to escape, his virtual car steers him into increasingly absurd obstacles: a billboard of his own tweets, a tunnel labelled "Too Soon," and a pile of Dogecoin.
Musk: (yelling) "This isn’t innovation! It’s sabotage!"
Justice Field: "Justice."
Scene 3: Audience Participation
A zealous supporter waves a "Trump 2024: Make America Even Greater" sign.
Supporter: "You’re the chosen one, Mr. Trump! You’re going to save America!"
The Justice Field activates. The supporter is teleported into a dystopian America entirely run by Trump-brand businesses. Their credit card is immediately maxed out at a Trump Steaks supermarket, their children are enrolled in Trump University, and the roads are littered with Trump-branded potholes.
Supporter: (screaming) "No! Everything’s falling apart! The potholes are yuge!"
Another supporter holds a Tesla flag.
Supporter 2: "Elon, you’ll take us to Mars! We don’t need Earth!"
The Justice Field transports them into a barren Martian landscape. They attempt to breathe but choke on the lack of oxygen while "Welcome to Mars" plays mockingly in the background.
Supporter 2: (gasping) "Wait! Where are the trees? The water? Elon?!"
Justice Field: "Justice."
Scene 4: Trump vs. Musk
Back on stage, Trump and Musk start to bicker.
Trump: "Elon, you’re great, but let’s face it, nobody knows success like me. I built an empire. Huge empire. Much better than Tesla."
Musk: "Actually, Donald, my companies are valued at trillions. You’ve had... let’s call it a few bankruptcies."
The Justice Field hums. Trump is suddenly weighed down by literal golden debt chains, while Musk is surrounded by malfunctioning robot replicas of himself, each interrupting him to say, "I overpromised."
Trump: "This is a witch hunt!"
Musk: "They don’t get it! I’m a visionary!"
Justice Field: "Justice."
Scene 5: The Grand Finale
In a desperate bid to win back the crowd, Trump and Musk decide to unveil their new joint project: The Trump-Musk Freedom Tower, a skyscraper designed to reach Mars.
Trump: "It’s going to be huge. The best tower you’ve ever seen."
Musk: "And it’ll be powered entirely by sustainable energy—solar panels made of diamond graphene."
The Justice Field activates one final time. The tower materialises but is made entirely of Trump’s ego and Musk’s ambition. It begins to sway and collapse, creating a vortex that sucks both men into a giant billboard reading: "Justice Served."
Crowd: (murmuring) "Maybe we backed the wrong guys..."
Justice Field: "Justice."
Final Scene: The Aftermath
As the crowd disperses, Trump and Musk reappear in miniature form, trapped inside a tiny snow globe labelled "Eternal Grift." They yell at each other as fake snow rains down.
Trump: "This is all your fault, Elon!"
Musk: "Mine? You’re the one who insisted on gold-plated graphene!"
The Justice Field hums contentedly as the globe is placed on a shelf labelled "Examples."
