Jun. 26th, 2010
Superhero Script
Jun. 26th, 2010 09:21 amFrom Issue 3 of the unpublished "Almighty Mega Superhero Tales Monthly," the episode which introduces Hyperman's archenemy, The Archon:-
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[8 panel shot, last four panels taken up by a single panel.]
PANEL 1
[HYPERMAN and ARCHON in the side alley outside ARCHON'S newly-obliterated headquarters.]
[HYPERMAN has ARCHON by the throat, and is holding ARCHON off the ground with one straight arm]
HYPERMAN: So this is it, Archon! I'm taking you in!
PANEL 2
[Closeup on ARCHON'S face with HYPERMAN's hand gripped round his throat.]
ARCHON: And then what? Jail? An asylum?
ARCHON: [connected speech bubble] You know I'll just get out.
PANEL 3
[Closeup on HYPERMAN'S face.]
ARCHON [off panel0: You'll hunt me down, I'll chase you.
ARCHON: [connected speech bubble] We'll team up against some truly vile foe.
ARCHON: [connected speech bubble] And then I'll kill your girlfriend.
PANEL 4
[Closeup on ARCHON'S face with HYPERMAN's hand gripped round his throat. ARCHON is grinning like an idiot.]
ARCHON: Face it. We'll be doing this dance forever.
PANEL 5
HYPERMAN: Is that so?
[HYPERMAN'S Solar Blaze Hand burns ARCHON's head to a crisp.]
Issue 3 never appeared. The comic got discontinued after issue 2. You'll have to use your imaginations.
Which is more than most comics will allow you to these days. :P
PAGE 30
[8 panel shot, last four panels taken up by a single panel.]
PANEL 1
[HYPERMAN and ARCHON in the side alley outside ARCHON'S newly-obliterated headquarters.]
[HYPERMAN has ARCHON by the throat, and is holding ARCHON off the ground with one straight arm]
HYPERMAN: So this is it, Archon! I'm taking you in!
PANEL 2
[Closeup on ARCHON'S face with HYPERMAN's hand gripped round his throat.]
ARCHON: And then what? Jail? An asylum?
ARCHON: [connected speech bubble] You know I'll just get out.
PANEL 3
[Closeup on HYPERMAN'S face.]
ARCHON [off panel0: You'll hunt me down, I'll chase you.
ARCHON: [connected speech bubble] We'll team up against some truly vile foe.
ARCHON: [connected speech bubble] And then I'll kill your girlfriend.
PANEL 4
[Closeup on ARCHON'S face with HYPERMAN's hand gripped round his throat. ARCHON is grinning like an idiot.]
ARCHON: Face it. We'll be doing this dance forever.
PANEL 5
HYPERMAN: Is that so?
[HYPERMAN'S Solar Blaze Hand burns ARCHON's head to a crisp.]
Issue 3 never appeared. The comic got discontinued after issue 2. You'll have to use your imaginations.
Which is more than most comics will allow you to these days. :P
"Wedding" Photo Shoot
Jun. 26th, 2010 05:08 pmBarnardo's attempt at wedding photography did not quite go as expected:-
( BLT behind the cut )
At least the missus was pleased to learn that her hubby turned out to be a tiger in bed. :)
( BLT behind the cut )
At least the missus was pleased to learn that her hubby turned out to be a tiger in bed. :)
To some people I know (not here) ...
Jun. 26th, 2010 09:44 pmFriends, ignore the rant below. This is for a handful of peeps to whom I will show this post very shortly.
Guys.
I love you. I really do.
But please, can you do some of the thinking for once? I'm getting close to bored doing all the thinking for you. That's what "initiative" is for.
Go and look up the meaning of the word "initiative" now.
And yes, the fact that I just had to tell you means that you lack the understanding to conceive of such a thing.
Rant over. Now, where were we?
Oh, yes, back from watching Doctor Who's finale.
Oh, kaay.
Well.
Right.
Guys.
I love you. I really do.
But please, can you do some of the thinking for once? I'm getting close to bored doing all the thinking for you. That's what "initiative" is for.
Go and look up the meaning of the word "initiative" now.
And yes, the fact that I just had to tell you means that you lack the understanding to conceive of such a thing.
Rant over. Now, where were we?
Oh, yes, back from watching Doctor Who's finale.
Oh, kaay.
Well.
Right.
Early start tomorrow
Jun. 26th, 2010 11:25 pmIt's Sunday. But I have stuff to be doing, and it needs doing in town.
Duty calls.
So right now, I am off to bed. Cup of milky tea, check. MP3 player full of sonic drugs, check.
Doctor Who finale watched, check. So that's Auntie Climax.
Actually, giving the word a pornstar name makes the finale sound exciting. Sorry, but no. Dragging the Earth across the cosmos worked. The bees disappearing worked. The Doctor being named Death, Shiva, Destroyer of Worlds - Tennant had me jumping up and down and people telling me to calm down and me screaming "FUCK OFF" at them because the fuckwits get all excited over bastard Big Brother and X Factor so why shouldn't I?
Hell,s bonking Succubi, even that stupid episode with the giant wasp and Agatha Christie worked. It was solid, like a real Melton Mowbray pie. The Matt Smith series was like something that resembled Melton Mowbray, smelled like it when cooked, but whose contents turned out to be cheap mechanically reclaimed meat. No connective tissue. Insubstantial.
Yes, that's it. An insubstantial pageant faded, leaving not a rack behind.
Right. Off to bed, and sonicking my head.
Duty calls.
So right now, I am off to bed. Cup of milky tea, check. MP3 player full of sonic drugs, check.
Doctor Who finale watched, check. So that's Auntie Climax.
Actually, giving the word a pornstar name makes the finale sound exciting. Sorry, but no. Dragging the Earth across the cosmos worked. The bees disappearing worked. The Doctor being named Death, Shiva, Destroyer of Worlds - Tennant had me jumping up and down and people telling me to calm down and me screaming "FUCK OFF" at them because the fuckwits get all excited over bastard Big Brother and X Factor so why shouldn't I?
Hell,s bonking Succubi, even that stupid episode with the giant wasp and Agatha Christie worked. It was solid, like a real Melton Mowbray pie. The Matt Smith series was like something that resembled Melton Mowbray, smelled like it when cooked, but whose contents turned out to be cheap mechanically reclaimed meat. No connective tissue. Insubstantial.
Yes, that's it. An insubstantial pageant faded, leaving not a rack behind.
Right. Off to bed, and sonicking my head.