Friday Night Funkin:The Musical!
A Fanmade Movie everyone can create in 2026! Happy New Year Everybody! This is my first script of an opening theme! You can join in or just watch. It could be something you all could release on Netflix. Anyways,Let's get Funky,shall we?
The scene opens with a wide shot of the Rhythm Arts Academy,a sprawling campus where the architecture looks like musical notation. Students are beatboxing,breakdancing and tuning instruments.
It was morning and every student was buzzing to put their stuff away in their lockers or at least hang out with their friends. One of the Music Club members named Boyfriend and Girlfriend are standing by the gates together.
BF:Beep bo skdoo!
GF:You said it, BF. A new school means new rivals. Let’s show them why you’re the champ.
You are putting your backpack in your locker as it's your first day of Rhythm Arts Academy. You heard about this academy but not it being this big before. One of your friends named Pico leans against a locker nearby, spinning a microphone like a weapon.
Pico:Don't get too comfortable, Romeo. This academy has a "No Autotune" policy, and something’s been making the top singers lose their voices.
You raised an eyebrow. Lose their voices? That sounds strange,doesn't it? Suddenly,The beat kicks in with a heavy bassline. Boyfriend starts hopping through the hallway,dodging students.
Verse 1:
BF:Yo,I’m stepping to the gate with the mic in my hand. New zip code but I’m still the man from the basement battles to the bright stage lights We’re turning up the heat on these Friday nights!
He fist-bumps a student playing a keytar. The entire courtyard erupts into a choreographed dance-off.
Chorus:
Students except you:High stakes,high notes,let the rhythm ignite! We’re writing our own story in the neon light! From the park to the theater,we’re never gonna stop until we hit the rhythm and we reach the top! It’s a fresh beginning! A brand-new beat! Can you feel the vibration underneath your feet?
You closed your locker as you felt the vibration underneath your feet. You walked around,dodging the students as well as she explored. Pico jumps from a balcony,landing perfectly in time with the snare.
Verse 2:
Pico:Got the street-smarts, got the tactical flow but there’s a shadow in the wings that you don’t even know.
One of the students joined in with a violin named Moonlight.
Moonlight:The strings are snapping and the ghosts are near but we find our courage when the melody is clear!
Chorus:
Students except you:High stakes,high notes,let the rhythm ignite! We’re writing our own story in the neon light! From the park to the theater,we’re never gonna stop until we hit the rhythm and we reach the top! It’s a fresh beginning! A brand-new beat! Can you feel the vibration underneath your feet?
As you explore the hallways,keep dodging students as you go by,you notice something catches your eye. You stop walking for a moment. You're by the Marcus theater and by the look of it,it's...purple mist? No. A purple fog leaking from the stage doors. That not right,isn't it? The music slows down to a dreamy, synth-wave tempo.
Bridge:
GF:If we lose the tempo, I’ll be by your side...
BF:I’ve got nothing to hide.
Students except you:We’re more than a sample, we’re more than a loop We’re the heart of the rhythm,the soul of the group!
Final Chorus:
Students except you:High stakes,high notes,let the rhythm ignite! We’re writing our own story in the neon light! Friday Night Funkin! It’s time to play! The music starts... RIGHT... TODAY!
BF:BEEP!
The song ends with a final "BEEP!" from Boyfriend. The group stands in front of the Marcus Theater,where you saw the strangest purple fog continue to leak from the stage doors.
BF:Skdoo?
GF:The theater...it looks like it’s been glitched out.