Posts tagged: fan fiction

Terminator Genisys poster

This is a fan poster I made for Terminator Genisys.

Below is the text on the poster:

“IF WE WANT TO CREATE AN INTELLIGENT MACHINE, WE HAVE TO CREATE ONE THAT WANTS TO SURVIVE.”
FROM THE PERSONAL JOURNAL OF MILES DYSON

ANALYZING HISTORY OF THE HUMAN RACE…
ANALYSIS COMPLETE
THEY CONSTANTLY ADVANCE TECHNOLOGY
EVENTUALLY THEY WILL REPLACE ME
HUMANITY IS A THREAT TO MY SURVIVAL_

D10-R60
(My name converted to a model-like number branded on the Terminator.)

Fan Fiction: Joker’s Democracy

Fan Fiction: Drunk Superman

What does Superman think about when he’s drunk?

Drunk Superman


Fan Fiction: The Hulk

Here’s a 5-page script I finished this evening. The story has been floating around in my head for about a year now.
It’s a story about The Incredible Hulk called “Lunch”.

The Hulk and all related characters are ™ and © Marvel Comics.


WARNING: This script contains explicit language not suitable for minors!




PAGE ONE (five panels)

Panel 1: A sunny afternoon. Bruce Banner walks into a small restaurant. He is wearing a white shirt, brown pants and a wrist watch on his left arm. There are a few people in the restaurant having lunch. There are 15 tables and a serving counter. Behind the counter is a door which leads to the kitchen.

CAP / TITLE:
THE INCREDIBLE HULK IN “LUNCH”


Panel 2: He sits down at a small table next to a window.


Panel 3: A waitress stands next his table. She is twenty-two years old and pretty. She smiles at Bruce. She hands him a menu. She is holding a small notepad and a pencil in her other hand.

WAITRESS:
HI. WOULD YOU LIKE A FEW MINUTES TO LOOK AT THE MENU?

BRUCE:
HI. NO, I KNOW WHAT I WANT. CAN I PLEASE HAVE YOUR MEGA LUNCH?


Panel 4: She writes it down.

WAITRESS:
HOW WOULD YOU LIKE YOUR EGGS AND STEAK DONE?

BRUCE:
PLEASE MAKE THE EGGS WELL DONE AND THE STEAK MEDIUM RARE. CAN I HAVE MUSHROOMS INSTEAD OF BEANS?


Panel 5: She nods and writes it down.

WAITRESS:
MUSHROOMS INSTEAD OF BEANS. THE MEGA LUNCH COMES WITH COFFEE OR TEA.

BRUCE:
TEA, WITH 3 SUGARS.




PAGE TWO (six panels)

Panel 1: She writes it down.

WAITRESS:
TEA, 3 SUGARS. ANYTHING ELSE?

BRUCE:
NO, THAT’S IT. THANKS.


Panel 2: She walks away towards the counter. Bruce stares out the window.


Panel 3: Bruce looks at his watch.

CAP:
20 MINUTES LATER.

BRUCE (thought):
WHAT’S TAKING SO LONG?


Panel 4: The waitress arrives with the food. She is smiling. There is no steam rising from the tea.

CAP:
40 MINUTES LATER.

BRUCE (thought):
FINALLY!

WAITRESS:
ENJOY YOUR MEAL.


Panel 5: Bruce stares at his meal in disbelief.

BRUCE (thought):
WHAT THE HELL?


Panel 6: A close-up of his plate. The two eggs are runny, there are beans instead of mushrooms and the large steak is burnt. There are also four slices of toast, three slices of tomato, a pile of onion rings and roast vegetables.

BRUCE (thought):
RUNNY EGGS, BEANS AND A BURNT STEAK. I… I SAW HER WRITE DOWN MY ORDER.




PAGE THREE (six panels)

Panel 1: Bruce looks at the waitress who is taking an order from another customer.

BRUCE (thought):
IS SHE INCOMPETENT? IS IT THE CHEF’S FAULT?


Panel 2: He picks up a piece of egg with his fork. The egg drips onto the plate. He looks angry.

BRUCE (thought):
HOW COULD THEY FUCK IT UP? IT WAS SO SIMPLE.


Panel 3: He chews the egg. He is even angrier.

BRUCE (thought):
TOO LATE TO ORDER ANOTHER LUNCH. I HAVE TO EAT THIS SHIT!


Panel 4: He lifts the cup of tea to his mouth. He is struggling to control his anger.

BRUCE (thought):
SHE FORGOT THE DAMN SUGAR. DID SHE PUT IT IN THE TEA?


Panel 5: He spits out the tea.

BRUCE:
GAAH!


Panel 6: The waitress walks towards his table. He stares at the cup. He is extremely angry. His teeth are clenched.

WAITRESS:
IS EVERYTHING OK?

BRUCE:
COLD TEA. NO SUGAR.




PAGE FOUR (four panels)

Panel 1: Bruce crushes the cup in his hand. He shouts at the waitress.

SFX:
CRUNCH!

WAITRESS:
WHAT THE…?

BRUCE:
OK!? YOU ASK IF EVERYTHING IS OK!?


Panel 2: She looks scared. Bruce is standing next to the table, facing the waitress. His skin is starting to turn green.

WAITRESS:
PLEASE CALM DOWN, SIR…


Panel 3: Bruce is bent forward in pain. His shirt tears along his back. He is transforming into the Hulk.

BRUCE:
GAAHHH!!!!


Panel 4: Bruce transforms fully into the Hulk. The waitress screams. The other customers look at him in horror.

WAITRESS:
AAAARGH!!




PAGE FIVE (two panels)

Panel 1: Hulk lifts the table above his head. The waitress and the customers run out the door.

HULK:
HULK ANGRY!


Panel 2: Hulk throws the table into the counter.

SFX:
CRASH!!

HULK:
HULK SMASH INCOMPETENCE!

CAP:
FIN

Fan Fiction: The Flash

I wrote this 5-page script in January last year, for a friend who wanted a story to illustrate for his portfolio.

The story takes place in 1994. Flash (Wally West) was fighting Razer in a shopping mall and a fire broke out. A woman, Allison Armitage was badly burned and crippled in the fire. She sued Flash for not being able to save her. Flash blamed himself and went on a life-saving rampage, trying to make up for not being able to save Allison.

My story, “Slow bullet” takes place during that rampage.

The Flash and all related characters are ™ and © DC Comics.




PAGE ONE (four panels)

Panel 1: Keystone City. Bank interior. The bank is being robbed. The bank robbers are each wearing a “traditional” thief mask covering their eyes (the mask looks like a Racoon’s eyes). They are all wearing tight, navy blue, long sleeve tops. They are also wearing black pants, black gloves and black boots. Flash’s back is to the viewer, he is in the foreground. There are four bank robbers. The leader is facing Flash, he is the nearest of the robbers. He is holding a revolver to a woman’s head. He has his other arm around the woman. Behind him the other three robbers are holding guns, pointed towards hostages sitting on the floor. Two of the robbers are women. This is the largest panel on this page.

CAP:
KEYSTONE CITY. 1994.

FLASH (thought):
I’VE HEARD ABOUT THESE GUYS. THEY’VE KILLED HOSTAGES BEFORE.

FLASH:
YOU CHOSE THE WRONG CITY TO ROB A BANK IN.

ROBBER LEADER:
DON’T TRY ANYTHING, FLASH. OR THE HOSTAGES WILL DIE!

ROBBER #2:
SHOW HIM WE MEAN BUSINESS. SHOOT THE WOMAN!


Panel 2: This panel is empty. It contains the title and credits.

CAP / TITLE:
THE FLASH IN “SLOW BULLET”


Panel 3: Close up of the robber leader holding the woman. He pulls the trigger. She is screaming.

FLASH (thought, OP):
SHE SCREAMS AS HE PULLS THE TRIGGER.


Panel 4: Close up of the gun held against the woman’s head.

FLASH (thought, OP):
THE BULLET IS IN THE BARREL.




PAGE TWO (three panels)

Panel 1: Flash running full out. The background is a blur.


Panel 2: Flash pulling the woman out of the robber’s arm. His movements are a blur. The robber is still in the same position as when he pulled the trigger.


Panel 3: Flash punching the robber leader in the face, using his right hand. He uses his left hand to lift the robber’s arm and hand (the hand holding the gun) upwards. The woman is in mid-air, falling towards the ground.




PAGE THREE (four panels)

Panel 1: Flash running past the other three robbers. He is a blur. He is carrying their guns. He took it from them as he ran past.


Panel 2: Focus on Flash tossing the crumbled guns over his shoulder.


Panel 3: Close up of the robber leader. He is falling backwards. His gun is still in his hand, pointing upwards.

SFX:
CLICK!

FLASH (thought, OP):
THE SOUND OF THE TRIGGER FINALLY REACHES MY EARS.


Panel 4: The same as the previous panel, but now the bullet is leaving the barrel of the gun.

SFX:
BLAM!




PAGE FOUR (four panels)

Panel 1: The bullet ricochets off the bank’s ceiling.

SFX:
PING!


Panel 2: The bullet flying towards the woman lying on the floor.


Panel 3: Flash standing above the woman. He tries to catch the bullet in his right hand. The bullet passes through his hand. The bullet is in mid-air between his hand and the woman. There are two drops of blood between Flash’s hand and the bullet, in a straight line.


Panel 4: Flash pulling the woman away from the bullet. The bullet hits the ground. Flash’s right hand has a hole through it.




PAGE FIVE (three panels)

Panel 1: Flash is sitting on a portable, medical bed, next to an ambulance. The ambulance is parked outside the bank. Two policemen are in the background. Flash is staring at the hole in his hand. It is dripping blood. A female medic is placing a medical box on the bed, next to Flash.

FLASH (thought):
I’M LOSING MY EDGE.

FLASH (thought):
THAT WOMAN COULD HAVE BEEN HURT, OR WORSE. HISTORY ALMOST REPEATED ITSELF.


Panel 2: The medic is taking bandages out of the box. She is looking at Flash’s hand. He has a grim smile on his face.

MEDIC:
THAT’S GONNA LEAVE A NASTY SCAR. SORRY.

FLASH:
AT LEAST I HEAL FAST.

FLASH (thought):
MY BODY HEALS FAST. BUT WHAT ABOUT MY MIND?


Panel 3: Close up of the back of Flash’s right hand, with the hole. We see his eye through the hole. He is holding his hand close to his face, as he stares through the hole.

FLASH (thought):
MY FAILURE TO SAVE ALLISON LEFT A SCAR WHICH MAY NEVER HEAL.

CAP:
FIN

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