Scene: Pandora-Earth Unity Summit — Haida Gwaii, British Columbia
Jake Sully, flanked by Na’vi envoys and human peacekeepers, steps onto a cedarwood platform surrounded by towering redwoods and carved totem poles. The crowd includes Indigenous elders, environmentalists, and international media. Standing beside Jake is a quiet man with braids and wisdom in his eyes: Trevor Carpenter.
Jake Sully (voice carrying like thunder over still waters):
Before I ever flew a banshee or walked again under a borrowed sky… I was just a jarhead gamer playing Civilization II in a tin can of a barracks.
It taught me something real:
You can build wonders. You can win wars.
But if you commit genocide—
If you wipe out an entire people for land, for gold, for ego—
Your civilization rating drops to barbarian.
Game over.
You become the monster history remembers.
Jake pauses and looks directly into the camera drones now streaming to the UK.
Jake Sully:
So this message is for King Charles III.
If you’re still learning how to be a real king, maybe boot up Civ II.
Watch what happens when you erase cultures.
Civilization is not castles and crowns—
It’s coexistence.
It’s respect.
It’s healing.
And here in British Columbia—where forests breathe ancient songs, and the ocean keeps stories older than stone—
I name my old friend, Trevor Carpenter, as Chief of all Chiefs,
and the First Native Premier of British Columbia.
Cheers erupt from Indigenous youth, elders nod solemnly, and the Haida Ravens beat their drums in sync.
Jake Sully:
Trevor is the real deal. A man who walks softly but stands taller than mountains.
He’s not here for power.
He’s here for justice.
For language. For land. For healing.
So if any colonizer, politician, or profiteer wants to challenge him—
You better check your Civ rating first.
Because this is his time.
Jake steps back. Trevor Carpenter raises his hand in peace. The trees seem to listen.
Trevor is Chief. Does anyone challenge?