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First draft script for the Bonewaker comic. |
This comic is about Rick, a character I invented a long time ago. He was designed to be a zombie killer at first, to be able to wade through entire hordes of the undead with just a pair of knives... and come out the other end without a scratch on him and grinning like the devil himself. While he still is a monster killer of sorts, his origins and nature have changed a lot since he was first born in my mind. Nevertheless, he has remained the Bonewaker, a symbol of death and cruel justice, friend to the righteous and foe to the sinner. Drawing his powers from dark and ancient magic, he stalks evil and unnatural things wherever they roam... and still has time to bag the occasional serial killer. Trust me, it may seem innocent now, but this comic will get bloody, and a bit disturbing as well. Still here? Then welcome to Rick's world. ----------------------- Bonewaker Script: 1st Draft Page One *One large panel with a single red mark in the middle. Itās the mark of Anubis, a jackalās head with two small slits for eyes, looking rather menacing and glowing. Textboxes surround it in a haphazard fashion, providing narration for the story.* Narrator box 1: There is much speculation around the nature and mystery of the Bonewaker. Box 2: Some say heās myth; some legend. Box 3: Some say he is all too real. Box 4: The truth is, he is real. More so than some would like to believe. Itās not a comforting thought to realize someone is out there stalking and killing people. Much less if you happen to fit the profile of his victims. Box 5: But if we are to continue this tale, understand thisā¦ Box 6: Whatever your feelings on law, justice, and sin, put them aside for now. We are going to delve into the life of one of the darkest and most feared legends of all. Box 7: It wonāt be pretty. Consider yourself warned. Page Two *Four panels here. One long one at the top. Second stretches along the left side, under the top. The last two are right of the second, taking up the same amount of space.* Panel One *Rick, a handsome young jackal is sitting down at a table in a library, books spread out around him as he does some of his homework. Heās concentrating hard on it.* Narrator Box: This is Rick Bowman. A college student in his first year. The name of the university is unimportant. It is enough to know this is the man behind the myth. Or rather, the man who will become it. He is yet mortal at this point. *a phone rings in the distance* Panel Two *Overhead view of the library, stretching from Rickās table to the librarianās desk. There are few people here. Only two or three others are visible, besides Rick and the librarian.* Narrator Box: Today will change all that. Today is the day that will set him on a path he will regret for the rest of his life. The path of the Bonewaker. *ringing is cut off as the librarian picks up the phone* Librarian: Hello? Librarian: Yeah, heās here. Heās busy right now. He's studying for... Librarian: ā¦ Librarian: What? A-are you sure? ā¦oh my god. Librarian: Yesā¦ yes, Iāll tell him right away. Panel Three *The librarian is standing next to the table Rick is working at. Heās stopped long enough to look up at her, pencil in hand hovering over the page.* Librarian: Rick? Rick: Yeah, Sheila? Whatās up? Librarian: ā¦Iām sorry, Rick. Itās about your parents. Panel Four *Close up of Rick, a look of shock on his face.* Librarian: Something terrible has happenedā¦ Page Three *Four panels, two at the top with one over the other, and two at the bottom, side by side.* Panel One *Rick rushes up to the front desk in the ER, frantic with worry.* Rick: Excuse me, miss. Miss! Panel Two *View switches to behind the desk, looking at Rick as he leans on the counter, fear and panic in his eyes, hoping heās not right.* Rick: Please, I need to find my parents! Nurse: Names please? Rick: Thomas and Melissa Bowman. Youāve got to tell me where they are. I have to know! Panel Three *Close up of the computer as the nurse types on the keyboard.* Nurse: Alright, alright, calm down. Let me see what I can findā¦ Panel Four *View switches to in front of the desk, showing Rick as he sprints away to find his parents, a surprised look on the nurseās face.* Nurse: Theyāre in Trauma Room 2, butā Rick: Thanks! Nurse: Wait, you canāt--! Nurse: SECURITY!! Page Four *Four panels of equal size, arranged in a āwindow paneā format, each one taking up a corner.* Panel One *Rick running down the crowded hallway towards his parentsā room.* Rick: Excuse me. Pardon me. Cāmon, let me through, please! Narrator: *sigh* Panel Two *Rick still running, but now with two security guards after him.* Narrator: You knowā¦ Guard: Hey you! Stop! Panel Three *The guards restrain Rick, who struggles to break free.* Narrator: ā¦I really hate this part. Rick: Let me go! I gotta see āem! Guard 1: Sir, you canāt go in there! Rick: You donāt understand! My parents are in there! Guard 2: Keep still! Youāre not allowed in the room! Panel Four *Rick and the guards have stopped struggling, looking off-panel at someone in surprise.* Doctor (off-panel): Whatās going on here? -------------------------- Unfortunately, that's all I have for now. I'll create more pages as I get time to work on this. Remember, this is not set in stone. If you as an artist feel it would work better some other way, let me know and we'll talk it over. I'm still new to this and want to create the best comic possible. Between the two of us, we should be able to manage it. |