Cine TV Contest: Thrilled to watch "Mortal Engines"

Cine tv contest #129
Good day everyone!
The revelation of the Cine TV Contest to the public has sparked a contemplative spirit within me. With the help of online tools, I was able to find the right words to describe scenes.

I saw this post yesterday evening, and since then, I have made it my top priority.

The movie goes as follows:"

Beneath a clear blue 🔵 sky, a vast and desolate landscape stretches endlessly. The air is still, the city silent—until a distant rumble shatters the calm. A girl with a red scarf covering her face watches intently as movement stirs on the horizon. The enemy has been spotted.

Panic turns to purpose as the once-stagnant city erupts into motion. Walls shift, gears grind, and buildings transform into the towering wheels of a great machine. The entire settlement becomes a moving fortress, racing across the wasteland. But their pursuer is no ordinary foe—it is London, a monstrous, mechanical city, devouring everything in its path.

At first, the villagers cheer, confident in their lead. But high above, from the grand tiers of London, spectators watch like an audience at a coliseum, reveling in the hunt. Orders are given. A shot rings out. The chase ends in an instant as London’s massive engine engulfs its prey.

The hunt is over. The city has been consumed.

After the great hunt, the scene shifts to Tom Natsworthy, a young historian, deep within London’s grand library. Beside him is Katherine Valentine, daughter of the influential Thaddeus Valentine. They discuss the cataclysmic event that reshaped the world—the detonation of Medusa, a devastating weapon that wiped out much of civilization in the 21st century. Around them, relics of the old world—screens of long-lost smartphones—serve as silent witnesses to the past.

Tom's superior assigns him a task, and Katherine follows. Meanwhile, the newly captured citizens of the devoured city arrive in London. A chilling, mechanical voice welcomes them: "Citizens of Salzhakstan, welcome to London." But there is no true welcome—only cold efficiency. Their weapons are stripped, their home is reduced to rubble, fed into the massive "digester" that grinds entire cities into resources.

In the midst of this chaos, Thaddeus Valentine reunites with his daughter. As they converse, he is introduced to Tom, who is eager to impress but soon faces a shocking turn of events. From the crowd emerges the girl with the red scarf—Hester Shaw. With vengeance burning in her eyes, she strikes. A blade plunges into Valentine as she hisses, "This is for my mother, Pandora."

But Valentine does not fall. Tom, caught in the moment, intervenes, stopping Hester before she can finish her revenge. Katherine rushes to her father’s side, horrified. The city guards respond swiftly, and Hester makes a desperate escape, fleeing into the mechanical depths of London. Tom follows, drawn into a high-speed pursuit through the city’s digestive machinery. Metal groans, gears churn, and deadly mechanisms threaten to crush them both.

With no way out, Hester takes a final risk—she leaps into the abyss. Tom, acting on instinct, catches her. Dangling over the void, she looks at him with piercing determination and whispers a warning: "Ask about Hester Shaw. Ask why he murdered my mother."

She fell...

Valentine came and Tom narrated everything. He asked why he killed her mother...

Then, with a cruel twist of fate, Tom is betrayed. Valentine arrives, and with calculated precision, he sends Tom plummeting into the wasteland below.

Katherine, shaken, finds her father and embraces him, but suspicion lingers. Valentine, wounded but composed, fabricates a story—claiming the railing gave way. Yet doubt flickers in Katherine’s eyes. The name "Hester Shaw" now haunts her thoughts.

Now stranded in the vast, unforgiving wasteland, Tom and Hester Shaw trudge through the barren landscape. Tge wind howls through ruins of the past, and survival becomes a test of endurance. “The wilderness will kill you before hunger does,” Hester warns, her voice hardened by experience. Hester got water 🌊 💦 to quench her thirst from the ground.

Hunger gnaws at them, but Hester tosses Tom an old, preserved snack. “This is from 2118,” he says dryly. This realization dawns on Tom—it’s nearly a thousand years old. In the eerie silence of the wasteland, conversation turns to the past. Tom speaks of his parents, his life in London. But when he asks about Hester’s past, she is reluctant, her pain still too fresh to share.

Before long, their fragile moment of respite is shattered. A group of scavengers ambushes them. "Run!" Hester commands, but it's too late.

They are captured.

At first, hope flickers when a seemingly kind woman takes them in. But the truth is soon revealed—she has no intention of saving them. Instead, she leads them to a marketplace where they are to be sold like goods. Desperation fills the air as traders barter for their fates.

Then, from the crowd, a figure in striking red steps forward. A woman, cloaked in mystery and menace, eyes Hester with interest. “I will buy her,” she declares. The price? Twelve quirkes.

As the woman in the red jacket approached the trader, her wealthy appearance immediately shifted the balance. Sensing an opportunity, the seller greedily raised the price. "Fifty thousand," he demanded, his voice dripping with greed.

But the woman had no patience for negotiations. In a flash, she drew her shotgun and, with a deafening blast, ended the trader’s life in an instant. Chaos erupted. The market descended into panic as people scrambled for cover. Amid the frenzy, she freed Hester and then turned to release Tom as well.

Their escape was short-lived. As they fled, a new threat emerged—a relentless figure, neither fully alive nor dead, pursuing them with inhuman determination. The air grew thick with tension. Hester’s breath caught in her throat as she recognized him.

The man called out her name.

Hester turned, her face pale. "Shrike," she whispered.

The past had come for her.

As chaos raged around them, salvation arrived from above. An aircraft, sleek and fast, hovered in the sky. The red jacket women wore it.

Hester somehow got into the aircraft...

Tom, struggling below, reached for his chance to escape. A rope was tossed his way by Hester. He caught it, relief washing over him—until Shrike, the relentless pursuer from his nightmares, seized the same rope.

Now, Tom dangled precariously between life and death. Above him, the woman in red made a fateful decision. She pulled a knife from her belt and gave Hester. Hester, instead of cutting the rope herself, threw it toward Tom, trusting his reflexes.

For a moment, time seemed to slow. The knife spun through the air. Tom’s heart pounded. Then—he caught it.

With a swift slash, he severed the rope. Shrike plummeted into the depths below, his fate uncertain.

Tom, breathless and shaken, was pulled aboard. The nightmare was far from over, but for now, they had escaped.

As the aircraft soared through the sky, the tension eased, but the weight of the past still loomed. Hester sat in silence, her mind racing with memories. Tom, still catching his breath, finally asked the question that had haunted him since their escape.

"Who was that... thing? Why was he after you?"

Hester hesitated before revealing the truth. Shrike was not just a pursuer—he was her savior once. A resurrected man, a remnant of the past, who had found her as a child and raised her when she had no one else. He had given her shelter, taught her to survive. But now, he was hunting her for reasons she could not yet explain.

The woman in the red jacket—Anna Fang—listened intently. Then, she spoke.

"I've been searching for you, Hester. And now, at last, I’ve found you."

She didn’t reveal everything just yet, but one thing was clear—Hester’s past was intertwined with something much larger.

The aircraft continued its journey, heading toward a hidden sanctuary in the sky. A place beyond the reach of moving cities and war machines.

They were on their way to Airhaven.

Meanwhile, deep within the heart of London, Thaddeus Valentine stood at the final stage of his grand plan. Before him lay the ancient and deadly technology—Medusa. A weapon of unimaginable power, capable of wiping entire cities off the map.

The massive engine hummed as its systems roared to life, blue energy crackling across its surface. With Medusa fully activated, London would become unstoppable.

But not everyone within the city was blind to the danger. Katherine Valentine, his daughter, had begun to suspect the truth. The stories her father told no longer added up, and the more she investigated, the more she uncovered about his past—about Hester Shaw, Pandora Shaw, and the dark secrets buried beneath London’s towering machines.

Alongside her growing doubts, whispers of rebellion stirred within the city. Engineers, soldiers, and citizens alike were beginning to see the truth: if Valentine was left unchecked, countless lives would be lost.

A coup was forming. . .

As London prepared to turn east, setting its sights on a defenseless community, Katherine knew she had little time left. She had to act before her father unleashed destruction once again.
For katherine was not like her father. Infact, the opposite.
The main reason why fang was looking for Hester was to stop valentine's plan in a way. 😁😁😁😁😁😭. I hope you grab that revelation.

Let me continue....

As London’s massive engines shifted course, the city’s supreme leader, the Lord Mayor, noticed the unexpected change in direction. His brows furrowed in concern—this was not part of the original plan.

Summoned to the control chamber, he was met by Thaddeus Valentine, who now stood proudly before the fully activated Medusa weapon. The ancient technology pulsed with raw energy, its devastating power now under Valentine’s control.

"What have you done, Thaddeus?" the Lord Mayor demanded, his voice laced with unease.

Valentine’s expression remained cold. "London must survive, and for that, Shan Guo must fall."

The Lord Mayor’s eyes widened in horror. Shan Guo, the great stronghold in the East, was home to thousands. Destroying it would be an unforgivable act of war.

"I won’t allow this," he declared.

But Valentine had no use for opposition. Without hesitation, he struck. In a swift, merciless move, he murdered the Lord Mayor, silencing the last major obstacle in his path.

With the leader dead, Valentine seized full control of London. The city’s course remained unchanged—straight toward Shan Guo.

Meanwhile, high above in Airhaven, the news spread like wildfire. London was heading East. It wasn’t just another conquest—this was extermination.

Hester, Tom, and Anna Fang knew what had to be done. They had to stop London before it was too late.

Catastrophe struck Airhaven when Shrike, relentless in his pursuit of Hester Shaw, finally found her. The undead warrior tore through the floating city, destroying everything in his path. Fires erupted, metal groaned, and entire structures collapsed as the once-safe haven became a war zone.

In the chaos, Tom found himself face-to-face with Shrike. The reanimated soldier was merciless, his glowing green eyes locked onto Tom. With inhuman strength, he grabbed the boy, ready to end his life.

Hester’s heart pounded as she watched in horror. Desperation overtook her. She screamed, "No! He can’t die!" Her voice cracked with emotion.

For the first time, Shrike hesitated. His cold, mechanical mind processed her words. He had pursued Hester to fulfill an old promise—to make her like him, a lifeless, undying being. But now, he saw something he never expected.

Love.

Hester loved Tom.

The realization shattered something inside him. Instead of finishing his attack, Shrike’s grip loosened.

He reached into his belongings and pulled out a small, rusted key attached to an eye-shaped pendant. Without a word, he handed it to Hester.

As the city crumbled around them, Hester clutched the pendant tightly, not yet knowing its true significance.

But within that tiny key lay the power to unlock or control an ancient secret—the key to Medusa, the weapon that could change everything.

Shrike is dying....😭😭😭🔥🔥🔥

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Soon Anna Fang came to save them...

After the destruction of Airhaven, Hester, Tom, and Anna Fang managed to escape, finally arriving at Shan Guo. The legendary stronghold, a sanctuary untouched by the ravages of the Traction Cities, stood tall—a last hope against London’s impending attack.

They were brought before the Governor of Shan Guo, their clothes still covered in dust and soot from the disaster they had fled. Urgently, they pleaded their case.

"London is coming," Anna Fang declared. "They have activated an ancient weapon—Medusa. If you don’t act now, your people will be wiped out."

Tom stepped forward, desperation in his eyes. "There are innocent people in London, too!" he added. "They don’t all support Valentine’s plan. If you strike first, you’ll be killing thousands who don’t even know what’s coming."

The Governor studied Tom carefully. His gaze was sharp, thoughtful. After a long silence, he finally spoke.

"I see the truth in your words, boy. Every life is precious—to the people of Shan Guo as well."

A heavy pause followed, the weight of his decision hanging in the air. Then, his expression hardened.

"But if London is coming to destroy us, we cannot wait. We must strike first."

With that, the order was given. Shan Guo’s mighty fleet of airships prepared for war. The battle for survival had begun.

As Shan Guo’s fleet soared through the skies, engines roaring, London made its move.

With a deafening surge of energy, Medusa was fired. A blinding beam of destruction shot forth, slamming into the great wall of Shan Guo. The earth trembled, and a massive explosion erupted, sending shockwaves across the land. When the dust settled, the once-impenetrable wall stood weakened, its foundations cracked but not completely destroyed.

Meanwhile, in the depths of a sacred temple, Hester Shaw made a shocking discovery. As she examined the eye-shaped pendant Shrike had given her, realization struck—this was the key. The very thing that could deactivate Medusa.

She rushed to Tom, breathless. "This is it," she told him. "The key to stopping Valentine."

There was no time to waste. They had to act before London fired again.

Without hesitation, they sought out Anna Fang. Upon hearing the revelation, Fang’s determination burned brighter than ever. She knew what had to be done.

"Then we go straight to London," she declared.

She immediately ordered her forces to launch a direct assault on the Traction City. Airships veered away from the main fleet, diving toward London’s towering engines. Explosions lit up the sky as the rebels fought to disable the monstrous war machine.

The race against time had begun. Hester and Tom had the key—but could they reach Medusa before London struck again?
As the battle raged on, Shan Guo’s air fleet clashed with London’s defenses. Explosions filled the sky, and many brave fighters lost their lives in the desperate struggle. Yet, despite the heavy losses, some managed to break through the chaos and infiltrate London’s towering city.

Anna Fang, determined to stop Valentine, turned to Tom. "Take the controls," she ordered, handing him the pilot seat. "Hester needs a way out."

Without hesitation, Hester leaped from the aircraft, landing inside the moving city. She navigated through the chaos, pushing forward toward Medusa’s control center.

Inside London’s fortress, Valentine stood at the helm, overseeing the final strike. The countdown to fire Medusa had begun.

But then—Anna Fang arrived.

She fought her way through Valentine’s guards, striking down enemies with unmatched skill. Finally, she faced Valentine himself. The two clashed in a fierce battle, swords clashing, fists landing blows.

Meanwhile, Hester reached the control system. Soldiers tried to stop her, but she fought through, determined. The countdown ticked down—five seconds... four... three...

Fang and Valentine’s fight intensified. Then, with a final, devastating move, Valentine struck her down.

But even as she fell, Fang had done enough—she had distracted him just long enough.

One second left.

Hester inserted the key. The system flickered, alarms blared. Then—Medusa shut down. The firing sequence was aborted.

London had lost its greatest weapon. But the fight wasn’t over yet. Valentine wasn’t finished.

With Medusa shut down, London’s mighty Traction City began to spiral out of control. The massive engines roared as the entire city lurched forward, its brakes failing.

Kate, realizing the danger, frantically signaled to Tom. "We have to stop it! The city is going to crash into the wall!"

She raced to the control panel, trying to override the system, but it was too late. One of the workers had sabotaged the brakes. London was now a runaway behemoth, unstoppable, heading straight for Shan Guo’s weakened defenses.

Tom knew they had one last chance. "Open the digester!" he shouted.

With no other option, the gates to London’s giant mechanical digester were unlocked. Tom took control of his aircraft, steering it straight into the heart of the engine.

The colossal crankshaft, spinning at terrifying speed, was his target. With a precise shot, he fired—BOOM!

The machinery exploded, gears grinding to a halt. Smoke and fire erupted from the lower decks as the great city screeched to a stop—just inches from the wall of Shan Guo.

Silence followed. The people of London, shaken but alive, emerged from their city, staring at the immovable fortress before them.

Then, to everyone’s surprise, the gates of Shan Guo opened. The people of the static city—once threatened by London—stepped forward.

Instead of hostility, they offered their hands.

The citizens of Shan Guo welcomed the survivors of London with open arms, offering them shelter, food, and peace.

A new era had begun—one where the people of the moving and static worlds would finally stand together.

The age of Mortal Engines had come to an end.

"What about Valentine?
Right... Ha ha ha!

Kate told him bluntly that he had already failed before the event that allowed her to signal Tom about the brake failure.

Valentine took a ship—probably trying to escape—but the situation changed when Tom used a missile to destroy it, leaving him without any antigravity force. After the ship crashed, he was still alive.

So... what killed him?
London without brakes killed him!"

Thanks 👍😊