Vortexmr
01-19-2007, 11:24 PM
I have no idea what the HECK that means. So... don't ask me. Maybe it's talking about the futility of war? Yeaaaaah... futility of war. Makes it sound almost deep instead of quasi idiotic.
Hello all! *waves happily at anyone reading this post* You may not remember me because you have not seen me before. This is because, i am new. Not brand new, for I have been properly exstracted from my mother for some time now. My spelling would suggest it has been less of a gestation period then it actually has been, but trust me, my spelling lies. I am not as it would suggest, a toddler.
Hard to believe i know, but take it on faith.
This is not really my first time here either, i was at this forum for a brief time... at... a point in the past. What point... i'm.... not.... sure. But i was here. I don't think i posted anything though. But i do remember thinking 'hey, look at all these cool people and their snazzy suits'.
I noticed all your suits because i like to imagine people waring outfits that match their personality, and you were all dressed decently well. Lots of purple and green though. Don't know why.
Long story short. Who am I? I am me. On the Internet i often go as Empty, or Vortex. So if either of those names sound fimilair... maybe we've met, in a far off place in a distant time, long ago, beautiful romantic scenery. Promised that no matter what we'd meet again.
I like sprites, and animation. Often waisting huge amounts of time on things like this http://www.askdrmike.com/MattWeb/animated/LINKSCENE1.html
I enjoy stick figures, and comics, often waisting considerable less time, mostly because stick figures are not a complicated art form, on things like this http://www.askdrmike.com/MattWeb/stickfigures/%2310.gif
I also write. This is what takes up the bulk of my time and my hopes and aspirations. Sadly i have discovered that a large portion of the world seems to have this same hope and aspiration. It is not, as i have determined, the bad writers who make it hard to make a living writing. No. for they are weak, and can easily be defeated in single combat. It is in fact the good writers. Who are every ware like a disease, showing me up and stealing anything resembling and open position as if it were candy.
I wanted that candy. More then i can ever say.
But of course i keep trying, time and time again, which is how i shall end this exceptionally long introductory post. Now, what fallows is a comic script. Written for a friend. It was written tonight. It has been mildly edited. There little panel description, and I'm personally not the biggest fan of the subject matter.
I'm sure it's chock full of grammar, spelling, and worse mistakes. Some panels don't even have descriptions PERIOD. That said, if any of you feel like looking at it and telling me your opinions, mostly centered around how you would improve it, that would be great!
For those that don't feel like it, the standard post ends here. Click the back button on your browser, or simply close the window, so that you do not have to spend your time reading my script. No one will think any less of you. Including me. I will though know what you did and keep track of it in my small notebook.
Thanks for reading!
edit-P.S. the script has been slightly altered. spelling errors (only some of them) Grammar errors (only some of them) context errors (only some of them) and is still a mishmashed garble. Sadly don't expect it to get any cleaner then this. But thanks for looking anyways.
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VERONICA: Dark Hobbies.
Page 1.
Panel 1. Showing a girl looking up at an apartment building in the rain.
Panel 2. Inside the apartment building some girl is sitting there on the couch. Playing a video game.
Panel 3. This girl, looks up at a clock. it's like 1 in the morning.
Kim: I wonder ware she is...
Panel 4. The door is slammed open, and standing there in the doorway, soaked, is a young woman, cute, she's in normal street clothes, not rain happy clothes at all. She looks almost like a drowned rat.
Kim: Ware have you been?!
Veronica: ... in the rain.
Panel 5. The water soaked girl is walking sloshily into the room dripping.
Kim: I called you like two hours ago!
Veronica: Yeah and?
Page 2.
Panel 1. She's wet and standing in the middle of the floor looking around slowly. Her friend on the couch is looking back at her aghast.
Kim: And? I was worried.
Veronica: Yeah well...
Panel 2. (flashback panel) The panel is of her standing in the rain. She's not in street clothes, but different clothes, a raincoat, but the back is probably off so her face is exposed, and splattered with mud or blood, as is the raincoat. She's holding something in her hands. Even if it can't be seen clearly in this panel, it's a sledge hammer. She's looking down at someone or something.
Narration panel (veronica): "... I told you I was in the middle of something."
Panel 3. Veronica has walked over to the couch and is staring at her friend, probably a little creepily, not having shown much emotion at all sense she's come in through the door. Still dripping wet. Her friend is rolling her eyes.
Kim: Fine. But still you could have called again. There's fresh towels in the bathroom... I just did some laundry so if you wanted to barrow a shirt...
Veronica: That's very kind of you but...
Panel 4. The Veronica suddenly flips herself onto the couch, putting an arm around her friend and she has a big grin on her face. Her friend is trying to push her off clearly disgusted by this.
Veronica: Why would I ever want to do that!
Kim: UGH! Get off! you’re soaking!
Page 3.
Panel 1. Veronica is still holding on and dripping on and basically making life uncomfortable for her friend in a playful way.
Veronica: Oh come on. I'm just wet.
Kim: You’re getting it all over the coach to!
Panel 2.
Veronica: Do you have something against wet girls Kim?
Kim: Eww! Stop it! now you’re just being gross!
Veronica: Huh? Gross? How am I being gross? I'm just a Wet girl. And I mean, it's something that happens to most girls, and often, I mean we all end up wet occasionally. It's the laws of averages! we can't help ourselves! Why do you hate wet girls Kim?
Panel 3. Kim shoves her away
Kim: Gah! You are such a guy sometimes!
Veronica: Oh now. I wouldn't go that far...
Panel 4. (flashback panel) Showing Veronica, only dry again, at a gas station, filling up her car, she's in the outfit from the bloody panel, only no blood. It's raining but she's not getting rained at. She still looks cute though, that it's visible is important. A car has pulled up next to hers as she's filling up her own car. A guy is leaning out the window, and another guy is beside him laughing.
Narration box (veronica): ...guys are a whole different animal...
Guy: Hey chicka! Bet it's cold enough that your high beams are on full blast. Gotta love the rainy season!
Page 4.
Panel 1. (flashback panel) She's watching the car and the rude guys drive away. Holding up the gas pump, and just watching them.
Narration box (veronica): ...they’re generally just dogs...
Panel 2. (flashback panel) Still watching them, not having moved, the car almost gone into the rain she's watching.
Narration box (Kim): Awww come on. They're not all dogs.
Narration box (Veronica): No... no not all of them. Some though...
Panel 3. back in the apartment, Veronica is slamming one of her fists into the palm of her other hand.
Veronica: Some just need a real beating! ya know?
Kim: Oh believe me I know that... I know a few that could use it.
Panel 4. She's still dripping on the couch, sitting there next to her friend who has scooted away.
Veronica: Give me their names! I'll deal with them. Good training. Bad dog!
Kim: hehe, yeah like I really need a call 'hey, your drunk crazy friend keeps smacking with a newspaper'
Page 5.
Panel 1. Veronica is grinning, motioning like she was thwaping someone with a newspaper.
Veronica: I would to! Bad boys! bad! stop being pigs! BAD! Buy your girlfriends more flowers! demand sex less! BAP!
Panel 2. Kim looks like she's sighing and staring at Veronica unhappily.
Kim: ... you’re going to stain the couch. You look like you've been swimming.
Veronica: This couch should be happy to have a me shaped stain. It should be blessed even. Blessed I say!
Panel 3. Veronica is flopping over comically to lay back words on the couch and sprawl out, Kim is jumping back to avoid a head of wet hair.
Kim: HEY! What the hell are you doing?!
Panel 4. Veronica has sprawled out, one leg over the back of the couch, hands above her head, taking over the whole couch. Kim is holding the bridge of her nose .
Veronica: If I'm going to leave my mark on this thing. I want it to be an interesting mark. Like I passed out here. It's art Kim. ART!
Kim: It's... it'll... whatever. Make your stain. Make it beautiful.
Panel 5. She's lounging even more if it's possible.
Veronica: It will be. The greatest stain humanity has ever seen. Lazy stainmakers will pilgrimage for hundreds of miles just to see how it should be done.
Kim: So are you ever going to tell me why you’re so late?
Page 6.
Panel 1. Veronica looks over her, reminiscent of laying back in a psychologists couch.
Veronica: Fine. I shall regale you with story while I create stain! Prepare!
Panel 2. (flashback panel) Now the car that the rude guys were in, is pulling up to a red light.
Narration box (veronica): So I was minding my own business and a couple of guys decided to try some cat calls on me.
Panel 3. (flashback panel) The car is stopped, and a gloved hand is reaching on panel to knock on the car's window.
Narration box (veronica):You know how I can get. So I went to give them a piece of my mind.
Panel 4. (flashback panel) The window is rolled down and the guy from earlier is looking out with a big grin. It's still raining of course. The other guy is looking over his shoulder. We see Veronica, in her raincoat standing there facing them, holding a sledgehammer behind her back, they can not see it.
Guy: Hey chiiika. How go the girls? Shirt getting all damp and sticking to them in fun ways?
Veronica: Why not come out here and let me show you?
Narration box (veronica): Well you know guys like that, they generally aren't to smart.
Page 7.
Panel 1. (flashback panel) Guy 1 is getting out of the car, foot almost on the ground, car door open, guy two looking over his shoulder worriedly. Veronica is standing there, raising the sledge hammer back as the rain pours down, and clearly aiming for his knee.
Guy 2: Hey man, you might not want to-
Guy 1: Cool it, what's she gunna do?
Narration box (veronica): the one guy I don't think even considered women human.
Panel 2. (flashback panel) Close up of guy two, as there is a scream from off panel, or close to the edge. A cracking. something like that. Clearly Veronica has just broken guy 1's leg. And guy two just saw it happen or saw ENOUGH happen to freak him out.
Narration box (veronica): The other one though didn't seem as bad. Still though. I hate guys who play along with that whole macho crap.
Panel 3. (flashback panel) Back in front of the car, guy 1 is on the ground off panel, but he's holding his hand up on panel as if hoping to stop the next blow from the sledgehammer with his arm. Veronica has the sledge hammer raised up above her head.
Guy 1: please... no...
Narration box (Kim): That stupid... 'hey baby looking for a hot ride' ...I hate that! And that fake macho voice they always use.
Narration box (veronica): Believe me Kim, they weren't using that stupid voice when I was done with them.
Panel 4. (flashback panel) She's brought the sledgehammer down hard. The hand being knocked away and it clearly having severally hurt the man, though down panel.
Narration box (Kim): It was probably midnight by then. Did you really confront a bunch of macho drunk guys alone?
Panel 5. (flashback panel) She's either holding the sledge hammer with one hand, as the rain pours down, or has let go of it, looking over the top of the car at guy 2, who has left the second car and is trying to run down the street.
narration box (Veronica): They just pissed me off so bad. I couldn't just let them get away with it.
Page 8.
Panel 1. Back in the living room. Kim is smiling.
Kim: Ha! You are my hero you know that?
Veronica: Thank you thank you. I deserve all your praise. And more. Keep it coming.
Panel 2.
Kim: I just... I would have been too scared. Weren't you worried they'd try something or...
Veronica: Not really. Most guys are all hot air anyways. Besides I'm a firm believer in the ultimate weapon, which I had with me that night.
Panel 3. (flashback panel) Back in the rain, she's bending down over the person she just hit with the sledge hammer searching for something.
Narration box (Kim): Yeah? and what's that?
Panel 4. (flashback panel) She's holding up her arm in the rain, revealing a set of keys in her fingers.
Narration box (Veronica): The car. I mean really, when it comes to weapons, I think the car wins hands down.
Panel 5. (flashback panel) She's looking past the keys at the fleeing man.
Narration box (Kim): I guess. But wouldn't hitting someone with a car wreck the car?
Page 9.
Panel 1. (flashback panel) Veronica standing behind the car, the man has been mowed down by it. Whether he's flat on the ground in a pool of blood, shattered up through the windshield, or otherwise dealt with, he's not in good shape. dead or dieing.
Narration box (veronica): Maybe. I read some ware that hitting a deer can total your car.
Panel 2. (flashback panel) Back to the first guy, broken, bloodied, he has a cell phone out, in the rain, desperately trying to dial numbers on it.
Narration box (Kim): So you just yelled at them? Did they do anything?
Narration box (veronica): well...
Panel 3. (flashback panel) A foot coming down, a shoe, not the same shoes Veronica is warring now, kicking or crushing the phone out of his hand.
Narration box (Veronica): One of them used the B word.
Panel 4. (flashback panel) He's looking up at her, bloody broken, she has the sledge hammer over her shoulder.
Guy 1: ...you bitch.
Narration box (Kim): I hate the B word!
Page 10.
Panel 1. (flashback panel) She's standing over him, dramatically even, sledge ready.
Veronica: You can call me anything you want.
Panel 2. (flashback panel) The sledge hammer comes down, hard.
Panel 3. (flashback panel) it's down, and clearly the man is dead but we don't necessarily have to see the impact, it can be off frame.
Veronica: But my name, is Veronica.
Page 11.
Panel 1. Back in the apartment.
Kim: You’re still my hero. So what happened to your raincoat?
Veronica.: Got mud on it. And the other set of clothes I was warring. Had to throw it all out.
Panel 2. Kim is rolling her eyes again.
Kim: Every time you go out it seems like you completely change your outfit because of a little mud. You’re so neurotic. I mean you mind mud, but you don't mind grody rain water?
Veronica: Kim! we have discussed this. A dirty girl is a bad girl, but a wet girl, that's just natural! Now a dirty wet girl? I will not tolerate.
Panel 3. Kim is sort of amused but trying not to show it, as she sits on the chair of the couch. Holding up a controller.
Kim: Alright, fine. I was playing a game, want to join me?
Veronica: Okay... it's not one of your hyper violent ones is it?
Panel 4.
Kim: What do you have against those anyways?
Veronica: Life is graphic enough! I don't need virtual people's heads exploding pelting my virtual character with virtual skull fragments.
Page 12.
Panel 1.
Kim: Sheesh. It's not that bad.
Veronica: I have a very active imagination. There is enough horrible things running around in here without you helping to fill it with your gory snuff video games.
Kim: I bet.
Panel 2.
Kim: Verooony. Your such a baby!
Veronica: waaa! am not! waaa!
Panel 3. They're both reaching for controllers.
Kim: Fine, we'll play some stupid kiddy game.
Veronica: Thanks... oh and Kim. Try and remember...
Panel 4. Veronica is looking over at her dead seriously.
Veronica: That my name, is Veronica.
Hello all! *waves happily at anyone reading this post* You may not remember me because you have not seen me before. This is because, i am new. Not brand new, for I have been properly exstracted from my mother for some time now. My spelling would suggest it has been less of a gestation period then it actually has been, but trust me, my spelling lies. I am not as it would suggest, a toddler.
Hard to believe i know, but take it on faith.
This is not really my first time here either, i was at this forum for a brief time... at... a point in the past. What point... i'm.... not.... sure. But i was here. I don't think i posted anything though. But i do remember thinking 'hey, look at all these cool people and their snazzy suits'.
I noticed all your suits because i like to imagine people waring outfits that match their personality, and you were all dressed decently well. Lots of purple and green though. Don't know why.
Long story short. Who am I? I am me. On the Internet i often go as Empty, or Vortex. So if either of those names sound fimilair... maybe we've met, in a far off place in a distant time, long ago, beautiful romantic scenery. Promised that no matter what we'd meet again.
I like sprites, and animation. Often waisting huge amounts of time on things like this http://www.askdrmike.com/MattWeb/animated/LINKSCENE1.html
I enjoy stick figures, and comics, often waisting considerable less time, mostly because stick figures are not a complicated art form, on things like this http://www.askdrmike.com/MattWeb/stickfigures/%2310.gif
I also write. This is what takes up the bulk of my time and my hopes and aspirations. Sadly i have discovered that a large portion of the world seems to have this same hope and aspiration. It is not, as i have determined, the bad writers who make it hard to make a living writing. No. for they are weak, and can easily be defeated in single combat. It is in fact the good writers. Who are every ware like a disease, showing me up and stealing anything resembling and open position as if it were candy.
I wanted that candy. More then i can ever say.
But of course i keep trying, time and time again, which is how i shall end this exceptionally long introductory post. Now, what fallows is a comic script. Written for a friend. It was written tonight. It has been mildly edited. There little panel description, and I'm personally not the biggest fan of the subject matter.
I'm sure it's chock full of grammar, spelling, and worse mistakes. Some panels don't even have descriptions PERIOD. That said, if any of you feel like looking at it and telling me your opinions, mostly centered around how you would improve it, that would be great!
For those that don't feel like it, the standard post ends here. Click the back button on your browser, or simply close the window, so that you do not have to spend your time reading my script. No one will think any less of you. Including me. I will though know what you did and keep track of it in my small notebook.
Thanks for reading!
edit-P.S. the script has been slightly altered. spelling errors (only some of them) Grammar errors (only some of them) context errors (only some of them) and is still a mishmashed garble. Sadly don't expect it to get any cleaner then this. But thanks for looking anyways.
****************
VERONICA: Dark Hobbies.
Page 1.
Panel 1. Showing a girl looking up at an apartment building in the rain.
Panel 2. Inside the apartment building some girl is sitting there on the couch. Playing a video game.
Panel 3. This girl, looks up at a clock. it's like 1 in the morning.
Kim: I wonder ware she is...
Panel 4. The door is slammed open, and standing there in the doorway, soaked, is a young woman, cute, she's in normal street clothes, not rain happy clothes at all. She looks almost like a drowned rat.
Kim: Ware have you been?!
Veronica: ... in the rain.
Panel 5. The water soaked girl is walking sloshily into the room dripping.
Kim: I called you like two hours ago!
Veronica: Yeah and?
Page 2.
Panel 1. She's wet and standing in the middle of the floor looking around slowly. Her friend on the couch is looking back at her aghast.
Kim: And? I was worried.
Veronica: Yeah well...
Panel 2. (flashback panel) The panel is of her standing in the rain. She's not in street clothes, but different clothes, a raincoat, but the back is probably off so her face is exposed, and splattered with mud or blood, as is the raincoat. She's holding something in her hands. Even if it can't be seen clearly in this panel, it's a sledge hammer. She's looking down at someone or something.
Narration panel (veronica): "... I told you I was in the middle of something."
Panel 3. Veronica has walked over to the couch and is staring at her friend, probably a little creepily, not having shown much emotion at all sense she's come in through the door. Still dripping wet. Her friend is rolling her eyes.
Kim: Fine. But still you could have called again. There's fresh towels in the bathroom... I just did some laundry so if you wanted to barrow a shirt...
Veronica: That's very kind of you but...
Panel 4. The Veronica suddenly flips herself onto the couch, putting an arm around her friend and she has a big grin on her face. Her friend is trying to push her off clearly disgusted by this.
Veronica: Why would I ever want to do that!
Kim: UGH! Get off! you’re soaking!
Page 3.
Panel 1. Veronica is still holding on and dripping on and basically making life uncomfortable for her friend in a playful way.
Veronica: Oh come on. I'm just wet.
Kim: You’re getting it all over the coach to!
Panel 2.
Veronica: Do you have something against wet girls Kim?
Kim: Eww! Stop it! now you’re just being gross!
Veronica: Huh? Gross? How am I being gross? I'm just a Wet girl. And I mean, it's something that happens to most girls, and often, I mean we all end up wet occasionally. It's the laws of averages! we can't help ourselves! Why do you hate wet girls Kim?
Panel 3. Kim shoves her away
Kim: Gah! You are such a guy sometimes!
Veronica: Oh now. I wouldn't go that far...
Panel 4. (flashback panel) Showing Veronica, only dry again, at a gas station, filling up her car, she's in the outfit from the bloody panel, only no blood. It's raining but she's not getting rained at. She still looks cute though, that it's visible is important. A car has pulled up next to hers as she's filling up her own car. A guy is leaning out the window, and another guy is beside him laughing.
Narration box (veronica): ...guys are a whole different animal...
Guy: Hey chicka! Bet it's cold enough that your high beams are on full blast. Gotta love the rainy season!
Page 4.
Panel 1. (flashback panel) She's watching the car and the rude guys drive away. Holding up the gas pump, and just watching them.
Narration box (veronica): ...they’re generally just dogs...
Panel 2. (flashback panel) Still watching them, not having moved, the car almost gone into the rain she's watching.
Narration box (Kim): Awww come on. They're not all dogs.
Narration box (Veronica): No... no not all of them. Some though...
Panel 3. back in the apartment, Veronica is slamming one of her fists into the palm of her other hand.
Veronica: Some just need a real beating! ya know?
Kim: Oh believe me I know that... I know a few that could use it.
Panel 4. She's still dripping on the couch, sitting there next to her friend who has scooted away.
Veronica: Give me their names! I'll deal with them. Good training. Bad dog!
Kim: hehe, yeah like I really need a call 'hey, your drunk crazy friend keeps smacking with a newspaper'
Page 5.
Panel 1. Veronica is grinning, motioning like she was thwaping someone with a newspaper.
Veronica: I would to! Bad boys! bad! stop being pigs! BAD! Buy your girlfriends more flowers! demand sex less! BAP!
Panel 2. Kim looks like she's sighing and staring at Veronica unhappily.
Kim: ... you’re going to stain the couch. You look like you've been swimming.
Veronica: This couch should be happy to have a me shaped stain. It should be blessed even. Blessed I say!
Panel 3. Veronica is flopping over comically to lay back words on the couch and sprawl out, Kim is jumping back to avoid a head of wet hair.
Kim: HEY! What the hell are you doing?!
Panel 4. Veronica has sprawled out, one leg over the back of the couch, hands above her head, taking over the whole couch. Kim is holding the bridge of her nose .
Veronica: If I'm going to leave my mark on this thing. I want it to be an interesting mark. Like I passed out here. It's art Kim. ART!
Kim: It's... it'll... whatever. Make your stain. Make it beautiful.
Panel 5. She's lounging even more if it's possible.
Veronica: It will be. The greatest stain humanity has ever seen. Lazy stainmakers will pilgrimage for hundreds of miles just to see how it should be done.
Kim: So are you ever going to tell me why you’re so late?
Page 6.
Panel 1. Veronica looks over her, reminiscent of laying back in a psychologists couch.
Veronica: Fine. I shall regale you with story while I create stain! Prepare!
Panel 2. (flashback panel) Now the car that the rude guys were in, is pulling up to a red light.
Narration box (veronica): So I was minding my own business and a couple of guys decided to try some cat calls on me.
Panel 3. (flashback panel) The car is stopped, and a gloved hand is reaching on panel to knock on the car's window.
Narration box (veronica):You know how I can get. So I went to give them a piece of my mind.
Panel 4. (flashback panel) The window is rolled down and the guy from earlier is looking out with a big grin. It's still raining of course. The other guy is looking over his shoulder. We see Veronica, in her raincoat standing there facing them, holding a sledgehammer behind her back, they can not see it.
Guy: Hey chiiika. How go the girls? Shirt getting all damp and sticking to them in fun ways?
Veronica: Why not come out here and let me show you?
Narration box (veronica): Well you know guys like that, they generally aren't to smart.
Page 7.
Panel 1. (flashback panel) Guy 1 is getting out of the car, foot almost on the ground, car door open, guy two looking over his shoulder worriedly. Veronica is standing there, raising the sledge hammer back as the rain pours down, and clearly aiming for his knee.
Guy 2: Hey man, you might not want to-
Guy 1: Cool it, what's she gunna do?
Narration box (veronica): the one guy I don't think even considered women human.
Panel 2. (flashback panel) Close up of guy two, as there is a scream from off panel, or close to the edge. A cracking. something like that. Clearly Veronica has just broken guy 1's leg. And guy two just saw it happen or saw ENOUGH happen to freak him out.
Narration box (veronica): The other one though didn't seem as bad. Still though. I hate guys who play along with that whole macho crap.
Panel 3. (flashback panel) Back in front of the car, guy 1 is on the ground off panel, but he's holding his hand up on panel as if hoping to stop the next blow from the sledgehammer with his arm. Veronica has the sledge hammer raised up above her head.
Guy 1: please... no...
Narration box (Kim): That stupid... 'hey baby looking for a hot ride' ...I hate that! And that fake macho voice they always use.
Narration box (veronica): Believe me Kim, they weren't using that stupid voice when I was done with them.
Panel 4. (flashback panel) She's brought the sledgehammer down hard. The hand being knocked away and it clearly having severally hurt the man, though down panel.
Narration box (Kim): It was probably midnight by then. Did you really confront a bunch of macho drunk guys alone?
Panel 5. (flashback panel) She's either holding the sledge hammer with one hand, as the rain pours down, or has let go of it, looking over the top of the car at guy 2, who has left the second car and is trying to run down the street.
narration box (Veronica): They just pissed me off so bad. I couldn't just let them get away with it.
Page 8.
Panel 1. Back in the living room. Kim is smiling.
Kim: Ha! You are my hero you know that?
Veronica: Thank you thank you. I deserve all your praise. And more. Keep it coming.
Panel 2.
Kim: I just... I would have been too scared. Weren't you worried they'd try something or...
Veronica: Not really. Most guys are all hot air anyways. Besides I'm a firm believer in the ultimate weapon, which I had with me that night.
Panel 3. (flashback panel) Back in the rain, she's bending down over the person she just hit with the sledge hammer searching for something.
Narration box (Kim): Yeah? and what's that?
Panel 4. (flashback panel) She's holding up her arm in the rain, revealing a set of keys in her fingers.
Narration box (Veronica): The car. I mean really, when it comes to weapons, I think the car wins hands down.
Panel 5. (flashback panel) She's looking past the keys at the fleeing man.
Narration box (Kim): I guess. But wouldn't hitting someone with a car wreck the car?
Page 9.
Panel 1. (flashback panel) Veronica standing behind the car, the man has been mowed down by it. Whether he's flat on the ground in a pool of blood, shattered up through the windshield, or otherwise dealt with, he's not in good shape. dead or dieing.
Narration box (veronica): Maybe. I read some ware that hitting a deer can total your car.
Panel 2. (flashback panel) Back to the first guy, broken, bloodied, he has a cell phone out, in the rain, desperately trying to dial numbers on it.
Narration box (Kim): So you just yelled at them? Did they do anything?
Narration box (veronica): well...
Panel 3. (flashback panel) A foot coming down, a shoe, not the same shoes Veronica is warring now, kicking or crushing the phone out of his hand.
Narration box (Veronica): One of them used the B word.
Panel 4. (flashback panel) He's looking up at her, bloody broken, she has the sledge hammer over her shoulder.
Guy 1: ...you bitch.
Narration box (Kim): I hate the B word!
Page 10.
Panel 1. (flashback panel) She's standing over him, dramatically even, sledge ready.
Veronica: You can call me anything you want.
Panel 2. (flashback panel) The sledge hammer comes down, hard.
Panel 3. (flashback panel) it's down, and clearly the man is dead but we don't necessarily have to see the impact, it can be off frame.
Veronica: But my name, is Veronica.
Page 11.
Panel 1. Back in the apartment.
Kim: You’re still my hero. So what happened to your raincoat?
Veronica.: Got mud on it. And the other set of clothes I was warring. Had to throw it all out.
Panel 2. Kim is rolling her eyes again.
Kim: Every time you go out it seems like you completely change your outfit because of a little mud. You’re so neurotic. I mean you mind mud, but you don't mind grody rain water?
Veronica: Kim! we have discussed this. A dirty girl is a bad girl, but a wet girl, that's just natural! Now a dirty wet girl? I will not tolerate.
Panel 3. Kim is sort of amused but trying not to show it, as she sits on the chair of the couch. Holding up a controller.
Kim: Alright, fine. I was playing a game, want to join me?
Veronica: Okay... it's not one of your hyper violent ones is it?
Panel 4.
Kim: What do you have against those anyways?
Veronica: Life is graphic enough! I don't need virtual people's heads exploding pelting my virtual character with virtual skull fragments.
Page 12.
Panel 1.
Kim: Sheesh. It's not that bad.
Veronica: I have a very active imagination. There is enough horrible things running around in here without you helping to fill it with your gory snuff video games.
Kim: I bet.
Panel 2.
Kim: Verooony. Your such a baby!
Veronica: waaa! am not! waaa!
Panel 3. They're both reaching for controllers.
Kim: Fine, we'll play some stupid kiddy game.
Veronica: Thanks... oh and Kim. Try and remember...
Panel 4. Veronica is looking over at her dead seriously.
Veronica: That my name, is Veronica.