tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-73501062017058200362024-02-08T11:50:32.901-06:00DaniAllie UniverseThe Victor gave his life for him, but can Virgil replace the greatest hero the world has ever known? He'11 try, while dealing with supercriminals, antisocial heroes, a whimsical Techie, a warrior gargoyle, an ex-almost girlfriend, and bedtime stories.Wanttowritehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14966854991137289226noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7350106201705820036.post-91306078212127359692010-01-01T03:30:00.004-06:002010-01-01T04:02:44.398-06:00I'm Back but Not BackOkay with the start of a new year, I'm again going to try and get this off the ground. But I'm going to make a few changes. First no more comic breakdowns, instead I'm going to write it like it was a book. Second and, more important, I'm going to start a new blog, with a much better name, where I'm going to repost my old posts and update <span style="font-weight: bold;">ON TIME</span> when I say I will.<br /><br />The new blog is called <a href="http://patrimonycomics.blogspot.com/">Patrimony Comics</a> and will have links to the PC Encyclopedia, PC Roll Call, and Rules of the Universe, blogs that will give information about the world as it expands. DaniAllie Universe will stay up for as long as it takes me to copy all the information on it. Hopefully this ends better than my last try.<br /><br />Good luck to anyone who tries to follow me and hopefully this will not become another headache.Wanttowritehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14966854991137289226noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7350106201705820036.post-32279431000713565202009-04-24T04:23:00.014-05:002009-05-03T23:20:27.729-05:00First Night on the Town part 2 (new and improved)<meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"><meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 9"><meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 9"><link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/DANIAL%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msoclip1/01/clip_filelist.xml"><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:worddocument> <w:view>Normal</w:View> <w:zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:donotoptimizeforbrowser/> </w:WordDocument> </xml><![endif]--><style> <!-- /* Font Definitions */ @font-face {font-family:"Arial Unicode MS"; panose-1:2 11 6 4 2 2 2 2 2 4; mso-font-charset:128; mso-generic-font-family:swiss; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:-1 -369098753 63 0 4129023 0;} @font-face {font-family:"\@Arial Unicode MS"; panose-1:2 11 6 4 2 2 2 2 2 4; mso-font-charset:128; mso-generic-font-family:swiss; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:-1 -369098753 63 0 4129023 0;} /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0in; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} h1 {mso-style-next:Normal; margin:0in; margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:center; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; page-break-after:avoid; mso-outline-level:1; font-size:14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-font-kerning:0pt; font-weight:normal;} @page Section1 {size:8.5in 11.0in; margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; mso-header-margin:.5in; mso-footer-margin:.5in; mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 {page:Section1;} --> </style> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size:14;">Page 9:</span><span style="font-size:14;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><b>Panel One: </b>A shot of the alley. We see Sydney with an awaken Bear. Bear is nursing a headache. At the other end we see Davy-san standing over a battered The Protector. Sydney is pulling at the whip around Davy-san's wrist and saying, "I said, <b>Enough</b> David."
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<br />Davy-san pulling at the whip says, "No, this <b>tight</b> attacked Bear and I'm going to make him <b>pay</b>."
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<br />Sydney, "<b>Not</b> a good idea, <b>look</b> at his chest."
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<br />Davy-san, "It's a bird, so what?"
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<br />Sydney, "It the <b>Dove</b>."
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<br />Davy-san, "$*!@"
<br /><b>Caption:</b> "Great. My <b>father</b> is saving me."
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<br /><b>Panel Two:</b> A shot of the alley. The van is speeding away, thru the back window we see the kid is bound and gagged. The Protector is lying in trash barely conscious.
<br /><b>Caption:</b> "Some<span style="font-size:10;"> hero </span><span style="font-size:7;">I...</span>"
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<br /><b>Panel Three:</b> Pitch black. A voice, "Hey, pal wake up."
<br /><b>Caption:</b> "Great. Someone was watching."
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<br /><b>Panel Four:</b> From The Protector's POV we see a man wearing light blue leather outfit sitting on a motorcycle. The man has a golden staff aimed towards The Protector and asking, "Where's the boy?"
<br /><b>Caption:</b> "Who's this guy? And why do I feel like I have a gun in my face?"
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<br /><b>Panel Five:</b> A shot of The Protector standing up facing the man, his back pressed against the alley wall. The mystery man is leaning back on his motorcycle still pointing the staff at The Protector. The Protector is asking, "Who are you?" And thinking,<i> And why do I feel invigorated?
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<br /></i>The Mystery Man, "No questions. Where's the boy?"
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<br />The Protector, "Sorry <b>Mr. Jackson</b>, I don't to <b>matchmaking</b>."
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<br />The Mystery Man, "No jokes. Tell me <b>now</b>."
<br /><b>Caption in the bottom right corner: </b>"Oh, I think I just figured it out."
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<br />Panel Six:</b> A shot of The Protector bent over clutching his chest, and shaking. The Mystery Man is standing over him with a solemn look on his face.
<br />The Protector, "I... <b>Don't</b>... Know..."
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<br />The Mystery Man, "See, wasn't that hard. Now go <b>home</b>. This is <b>man's</b> work."
<br /><b>Caption:</b> "I hate being<b> right</b>."
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<br /><b>Panel Seven: </b>A shot of the alley. The Mystery Man is riding off. The Protector is climbing up the fire escape.
<br /><b>Caption:</b> "Glad to see <b>someone</b> on patrol. Funny that<b> </b>I've<b> </b>never even<b> </b>heard about<b> </b>him<b> </b>thou."</p><p class="MsoNormal">
<br /><!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size:14;">Page 10:<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><b>Panel One:</b> A shot of Virgil, in his uniform, sitting on the ledge of a building overlooking the city. His mask is in his hands. His shield is lying next to him. We can see his blood on the mask, but his face shows no sign of the beaten he received.
<br /><b>Caption: </b>"I shouldn't be a hero. Sorry Vic, but you wasted your life on a nobody."
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<br /><b>Panel Two:</b> A shot of The Protector leaping off the roof to the building below. His shield is strapped to his back.
<br /><b>Caption:</b> "I'm going home and try to <b>forget</b> this <b>bad</b> idea."</p> <p class="MsoNormal">
<br /><b>Panel Three:</b> A shot of The Protector running across a rooftop. <b>Click</b> "Freeze."
<br /><b>Caption:</b> "Great. The Police. How can this get any worse?"
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<br /><b>Panel Four:</b> A shot of the rooftop. The Protector is obviously shaken, with his hands raised in the air. The speaker is a man wearing a black paintball mask and a bodysuit with guns strapped on parts of his body. The man is pointing two large Uzis at The Protector. The Protector is asking, "G-G-Gunner?! How did you get out of "The Can"?"
<br /><b>Caption:</b> "I <b>had</b> to ask."<!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]-->
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<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size:14;">Page 11:<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><b>Panel One:</b> A close-up of Gunner. Gunner has taken his mask off. He's a man in his late teens/early twenties with a scar over his right eye and a military style haircut. Gunner, "Dad didn't. I'm the new and improved model. Bye"
<br /><b>Caption: </b>"Good, its only Billy. With <b>GUNS</b>"
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<br /><b>Panel Two:</b> A shot of the rooftop. We see ghost images of The Protector flipping around avoiding gunfire, before landing behind the roof entrance. The bullets are digging into the roof, sending up chunks of concrete and dust.
<br /><b>Caption:</b> "I need to stop him out before he hurts someone, with <b>those things</b>. Time to test the shield"
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<br /><b>Panel Three: </b>A shot of the rooftop. The Protector has leaped in front of Gunner, with his shield held out in front of him. Gunner has a smug look on his face and is firing away. The bullets are bouncing off the shield.
<br /><b>Caption:</b> "OK. He has two Uzis with the max of 50 cartilages each. He has two Glock 31's with the max of 17 each. And the Luger P.08 strapped to his hip with a max of 8. I'll have to plan this right."
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<br /><b>Panel Four:</b> A shot of Gunner firing away at The Protector with his Glocks, the Uzis dropped at his feet. The Protector is jumping around avoiding/blocking gunfire. Despite the amount of bullets bouncing off it, the shield shows no sign of damage.
<br /><b>Caption:</b> "Good. Two down, three to go."
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<br /><b>Panel Five:</b> A shot of the rooftop. Gunner is throwing down the Glocks. The Protector is rushing towards him, his shield at his side.
<br /><b>Caption:</b> "It's now or never."
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<br /><b>Panel Six:</b> A close-up of Gunner with the Luger pressed against The Protector's throat. Gunner says with a smirk, "Always wanted to kill a tight."
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<br />The Protector thinking, <i>This didn't go so well. Billy's biggest weakness was always his ego. I have to play to that. </i>Says, "Do I look like a lawyer to you, bullets for brains? Or are you afraid you'll miss."
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<br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >Panel Seven:</span> Gunner is standing ten feet away from The Protector, the gun now aimed at The Protector's chest.</p><p class="MsoNormal">Gunner, "Big mouth for a dead man, but I'll show you.."<!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--> <!--[endif]--></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size:14;">
<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size:14;">Page 12:<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><b>Panel One:</b> A shot of the rooftop. A look of surprise on Gunner's face as The Protector kicks the gun from his hand. The gun harmlessly fires into the floor as it falls. The Protector slyly remarks, "Ah, a misfire? You may want to talk to your doctor about that."
<br /><b>Caption:</b> "Good, keep him unbalanced."
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<br /><b>Panel Two:</b> A shot of The Protector flipping Gunner onto the ground. The Protector, "Maybe you just need some bed rest." Gunner lets out a groan as he hits the ground.
<br /><b>Caption:</b> "I need to work on my material."
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<br /><b>Panel Three:</b> A shot of The Protector firing a tangle net from his shield to a dazed Gunner. "Always wanted to trap a triggerman."<b>
<br />Caption:</b> "I<b> really</b> need to work on my material. At least the shield works."
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<br /><b>Panel Four:</b> A shot of The Protector dragging a struggling Gunner across the roof.
<br /><b>Caption:</b> "Maybe this wasn't such a bad idea."
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<br /><b>Panel Five:</b> A shot of an alleyway facing towards a fire escape. We see ghost images of Gunner, still in the tangle net, bouncing down the fire escape before landing into the trash. At the top of the fire escape we can barely see The Protector who shouts down, "If anyone asks, you were caught by <b>The Protector</b>."
<br /><b>Caption:</b> "That's for Ursula, you bullet crazed buffoon."<!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--> <!--[endif]--></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size:14;">
<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size:14;">Page 13:</span><span style="font-size:14;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><b>Panel One:</b> A shot of The Protector reaching for the guns.
<br /><b>Caption:</b> "I can't leave these here, but do I have to touch<b> them</b>?"<b>
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<br />Panel Two:</b> A shot of The Protector hunched over shaking in fear. His hands clenched tightly on a gun.
<br /><b>Caption:</b> "<span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;" >Queenie...</span>"
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<br /><b>Panel Three:</b> A shot of a teenage girl with short purple hair, wearing blue jeans and a white t-shirt. She's swinging a tire iron at a man in his late forties/early fifty dressed like Gunner, shouting "Batter up, bullets for brains."
<br /><b>Caption:</b> "Gquen was always a fighter."
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<br /><b>Panel Four:</b> Another shot of the girl. This time she's lying on the street dead, a wound in her chest. Gunner is standing over her with a smoking shotgun.
<br /><b>Caption:</b> "Unfortunately she found the one fight she couldn't win. I wish it wasn't for me." <!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--></p><p class="MsoNormal">
<br /><!--[endif]--></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size:14;">Page 14:<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><b>Panel One: </b>A shot of The Protector with Glocks broken down to their smallest parts.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><b>Caption:</b> "Two down, three to go."
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<br /><b>Panel Two:</b> Another shot of The Protector, this time with one of the Uzis in his hands. He's again shaking in fear, with an iron grip on the gun.
<br /><b>Caption:</b> "<span style="font-size:78%;">Mom</span>..."
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<br /><b>Panel Three: </b>A shot of a female police officer firing away at two women dressed in twin emerald green bodysuits who are jumping all over the street.
<br /><b>Caption:</b> "Mom is always one to face a problem head on."
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<br /><b>Panel Four:</b> A shot of the female police officer leaning against a police car beaten and bloody.
<br /><b>Caption:</b><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> "Mom fought hard, harder than most would have. Harder than I did." <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size:14;">
<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size:14;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Page 15:</span><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><b>Panel One:</b> A shot of The Protector with the Luger in his hands. He’s again shaking in fear. At his feet are the Uzis broken down to their smallest parts mixed with the Glocks parts.
<br /><b>Caption:</b> “I was a fool.”</p><p class="MsoNormal">
<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><b>Panel Two:</b> A shot of a younger Virgil hiding in an alleyway watching Gquen swinging at Gunner and his mom shooting at the Emerald Twins. He’s covered in blood. He's hand on a trashcan lid.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><b>Caption:</b> “Up till now, I had only faced thugs and drug dealers. This was the first time I had ever come face to face with a supervillain and I was scared.”</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><b>
<br /></b></p><p class="MsoNormal"><b>Panel Three:</b> A shot of a dying The Victor talking to the younger Virgil.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><b>Caption:</b> “But The Victor’s dying words helped me found my spine. Even near death, he wanted those around him taken care of.”</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><b>
<br /></b></p><p class="MsoNormal"><b>Panel Four:</b> A shot of the younger Virgil throwing a trashcan lid at the Emerald Twins.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><b>Caption:</b> “I decided to fight.”</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><b><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><b>
<br /></b></p><p class="MsoNormal"><b>Panel Five:</b> A shot Gunner firing at the younger Virgil. Virgil is throwing the trashcan lid at him. He’s also throwing himself between his mom and the hitman. Lying near his mom are the Emerald Twins unconscious.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><b>Caption: </b>“Gunner tried to take out my mom, but I throw myself in front of the gun blast.”</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><b>
<br /></b></p><p class="MsoNormal"><b>Panel Six:</b> A shot of the younger Virgil trying to wakeup an unconscious Gquen. Both are soaked in blood. Sirens are blaring round them.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><b>Caption:</b> “I decided to fight too late.”</p> <p class="MsoNormal">
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<br /></b></p><p class="MsoNormal"><b>Panel One:</b> A shot of The Protector looking down at Luger broken down and added to the heap of gun parts.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><b>Caption:</b> “Why do I always decide to fight too late?”</p><p class="MsoNormal">
<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><b>Panel Two:</b> A shot of The Protector with a look of horror on his masked face, as he looks over the rooftop.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><b>Caption:</b> "Wait. Why was he up here in the first place?"
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<br /><b>Panel Three:</b> A shot of the roof from The Protector's prospective. In a corner we see a sniper rifle with a black duffel bag beside it.
<br /><b>Caption:</b> "Oh, no. Please tell I wasn't too late."
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<br /><b>Panel Four:</b> A shot of The Protector lying down looking thru the sniper scope. We see the duffel bag opened and the gun parts inside. The Protector is saying, "What the..." <b>
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<br />Panel Five:</b> We see from The Protector's prospective a black gargoyle flying towards him, screaming, <b>"Assassin!"</b></p> Wanttowritehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14966854991137289226noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7350106201705820036.post-50381363143591762502009-02-12T03:40:00.012-06:002009-02-21T05:35:52.584-06:00The W.H.O. Issue #1: First Night on the Town part 1<div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ></span><span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;" >Page 1:</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;" ></span><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Panel One:</span> A shot a man, late teens/early twenties, sitting on a hammock, covered in sweat. The man is fairly fit with a four pack abs. His forearms and forelegs being the most developed. His head is down and his long black hair covers his face. His knuckles are almost white from the grip he has on the hammock. The hammock hangs in front of a door way about four feet off the ground.<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Caption:</span> "Always the same nightmare. Always the same memory."<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Panel Two: </span>A shot of the room from the man's point of view. The room is about 14 feet by 12 feet big and the only light is from the window on the left side of the room. Straight ahead is big desk with a computer on it and a single picture frame. Behind the desk is a window with a fire escape blocking the view of the street. To the left of the window is filling cabinet with a coffeepot on it. Above the desk, in the right corner, is a TV hanging from the wall. In the left corner of the room at an angle is couch with a blanket across it. From the side window, we can see the city as the moonlight spills into the room.<br /><br />To the man's immediate right is a dresser with a huge picture hanging above it. The dresser is covered with cans of food and cereal boxes. To the man's immediate left is a small cubby divided into six sections with shoes in it. Three of the sections have men's shoes and two of the sections have little boys shoes in them. A little further to his left is a bookcase filled with textbooks, encyclopedias, and dictionaries.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;font-family:times new roman;"><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Page 2:</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Panel One: </span>A close up of the couch.<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Caption:</span> "Good thing Mom took Henri for the weekend. Last thing I need is to keep <span style="font-weight: bold;">him</span> up with my <span style="font-weight: bold;">nightmares</span>."<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Panel Two: </span>A shot of the man from behind. He's leaning on the dresser staring at the picture above it. The picture is of the man, a little boy with tanned skin and black hair, and a woman in her late thirties/early forties sitting at table. Behind the three is a banner that reads: Welcome Home Virgil.<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Caption:</span> "No more putting it off."<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Panel Three:</span> A shot of the man shoving the dresser towards the door.<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Caption:</span> "Hope this works."<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Panel Four:</span> A wide shot of the dresser, undamaged, in front of the door and the area where it used to be. Coming from the back of the dresser is a rope attached to the wall. On the carpet we see wheel marks from where the dresser used to be to where it is now. In the floor of area where the dresser used to be is a small safe.<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Caption:</span> "Good, it does."<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Page 3:</span><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >Panel One:</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> A closeup of the lower half of the picture frame. The man's right hand is reaching behind it. Near his thumb, on the frame in very small letters, are the words Familia Primus*.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >Footnote:</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> Family First</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >Panel Two</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;">: A shot of the man holding a key in his right hand.</span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" ><br />Caption:</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> "Found it."</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >Panel Three:</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> A shot of the safe from over the man's left shoulder. The safe is a newer model with a thumb scanner on the handle, and an electronic keypad and lock on the face.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;" >Panel Four:</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> A shot of the man, now crouched in front of the safe, turning the key with his right hand and opening the safe with his left. On the keypad the numbers 1,2,4, and 0 are lite up.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >Panel Five:</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> A shot of the inside of the case. There is a bundle of blue clothes covering a round metal object.</span><br /><div style="text-align: center;font-family:times new roman;"><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Page 4:</span><br /></div><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >Panel One:</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> Closeup of the man putting on dark blue pants.</span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" ><br />Caption:</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> "Time for"</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >Panel Two:</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> Closeup of the man putting on dark blue leather gloves.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >Caption:</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> "the world"</span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" ><br /><br />Panel Three:</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> Closeup of the man putting on dark blue ninja boots.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >Caption:</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> "to meet"</span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" ><br /><br />Panel Four:</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> Closeup of the man putting on a dark blue shirt. The figure of a white dove is across the chest. The wings stretching to the back.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >Caption:</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> "The Protector."</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Page 5:</span></span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;" ></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >Panel One:</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> A shot o</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;">f The Protector's right hand flipping over the picture frame. Something reflects off the back.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >Panel Two:</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> A shot of The Protector staring confusingly into the mirror on the back of the picture frame. His black hair flowing over his shoulders.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >Caption:</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> "Something's not right. Why am I seeing my hair?"</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >Panel Three:</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> A shot of an embarrassed look on The Protector's face.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >Caption:</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> "You forgot the mask, Virgil.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >Panel Four:</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> A shot of Virgil's bareback. His hair is put up in a pony tail with the tip taped between his shoulder blades.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >Caption:</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> "Can't believe I </span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >forgot</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> the mask. Bet </span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >The Victor</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> never would have."</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >Panel Five:</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> A shot of Virgil putting the shirt back on.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >Caption:</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> "How can I be a symbol of peace and justice, if I'm making mistakes before I'm even out on patrol?"</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >Panel Six:</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> A shot of The Protector pulling the round object out of the safe. We see now that it is a shield with the figure of a dove in the center with its wings spread wide, the tips touching the sides. Just under where the shield used to be are rows of black notebooks spines facing up with the letters on them.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >Caption:</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> "Guess I'm going to have to believe in what Teach taught me. 'Bluff, luck, and raw talent when you have it'."</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;" >Page 6:</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;" ></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >Full page:</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> A shot of The Protector diving headfirst from the fire escape to the buildings below. The shield strapped to his back. We now see that the mask is dark blue with no features save two big silver eye lens.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >Caption:</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> "Watch out New York, here I come."</span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Page 7:</span><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;" ></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >Panel One:</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> A shot of The Protector perched on a chimney on top of an apartment building with several ghost images of him running, flipping, and leaping leading up to where he is.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >Captions over the ghosts:</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> "The uniform fits well enough." "It lets me move around," "and I don't even feel the armor."<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Caption over Protector: </span>"So where to start?"</span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" ><br /><br />Panel Two:</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> A shot of The Protector leaping off the chimney. Off screen someone screams, "Get away from me! HELP!! Somebody HELP!!"</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >Caption: </span><span style="font-family:times new roman;">"Got to love this city. Time to be a Hero."</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >Panel Three:</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> A shot of The Protector perched on top of a building looking down into an alleyway. Down below are three men standing around a van. The biggest of three is trying to throw a kid into the back of the van. The kid isn't being so cooperative.</span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" ><br />Caption:</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> "Hold on kid, help's on the way."</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >Panel Four:</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> A shot of The Protector moving the shield onto his right forearm.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >Caption:</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> "I'm going to have to take out the big guy, if I'll have any chance at rescuing the kid."</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >Panel Five:</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> A shot of The Protector diving shield first off the building. His left hand bracing his right arm for the impact.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >Caption:</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> "This is going to hurt. </span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >A LOT</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;">."</span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" ><br /><br />Panel Six:</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> A shot of The Protector slamming in the big guy's back shield first. The big guy is a mountain of muscles with a crew cut in his late teens/early twenties and is wearing a t-shirt and jeans. The kid goes flying from the big guy's arms towards the van.</span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" ><br />Caption:</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> "I hate being right."</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;" >Page 8:<br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >Panel One:</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> A shot of the alley. A stunned The Protector is wandering around in a circle. The big guy is lying face down on the floor. One of his partners, a man in loose fitting clothes, stands ready to pounce, a look of anger across his face. His other partner, a man in a brown vest and khakis with a worried look on his face, is crunched over the big guy nudging him. Partner number two, "Bear? Bear? Are you alright?"</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >Panel Two:</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> A shot of The Protector standing straight up staring at the would be kidnappers, partner one on the left; Bear in the middle, on the ground still unconscious; and partner two still trying to wake him up, on the right.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" >Captions over the kidnappers, running from the left:</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> <span style="font-family:times new roman;">"</span>Davy-san, youngest brother" "Bear, middle child" "Sydney, the oldest of the Tones Brothers"</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Caption by The Protector:</span></span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> "My old crew, the <span style="font-weight: bold;">Sons of Crime</span>. All we need now is Billy, and whole gang would be here."<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Panel Three:</span> A shot of Davy-san hitting The Protector with a leaping knee to the jaw. The Protector is falling back towards the trash cans that line the back of the alley.<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Caption:</span> "I <span style="font-weight: bold;">shouldn't</span> be a hero.<span style="font-weight: bold;"></span>"<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Panel Four<span style="font-weight: bold;">:</span></span> A shot of Davy-san punching The Protector with a right to the jaw. The Protector's head is throw to the side. We can see traces of blood on his mask.<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Caption:</span> "I used to <span style="font-weight: bold;">lead</span> these guys. If Sydney couldn't stay legit, what hope do I have?"<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Panel Five:</span> A shot of a whip around Davy-san wrist. Off screen we hear, "Enough!!"<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Caption:</span> "What? The fight get too boring?"</span></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Wanttowritehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14966854991137289226noreply@blogger.com1