Angels and Airwaves - The Adventure (by AngelsAirwavesVEVO)
Endings are so bitter sweet and tonight them seem to be a bit overwhelming, maybe even more meaningful than before. All in all, I know that I’ve learned from it and the best part about endings, is that they are not. They. Just. Aren’t. They are finite. They are always the beginning to something so much more.
Goddamn, it’s good to write again.
See you soon,
-S(D)A
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(via rferrier)
That article inspired me and got me thinking about my work. I did this comic book script back in July, right before Comic Con. It’s based off a short story I wrote called, Snooze, Booze, and Away. I posted that here a while back; it’s towards the very beginning of this blog. I showed the script to a few artists, got a few emails going back and forth, got excited, and then…silence. Now it’s the end of the year and I felt like sharing the opening of this story with you. I know, it’s short for an opening, mainly because I was able to get the idea across smoothly. At least I think I did. If anyone is interested or just wants to give me feed back, please feel free.
Page 1-FIVE PANELS
Panel 1: Open with a close up of Adam, a dark haired, thick framed glasses wearing, twenty three year old college student. (Think Clark Duke) Currently, Adam is bleeding from his nose and mouth. His right eye is swelled shut, while blood swims in his left eye; bruises have begun to appear on his face. The lenses on his glasses are smudged with bloody fingerprints. Adam is getting his ass kicked, bad. Given his current situation, Adam continues to smile.
Caption: Not the best park in Los Angeles, California.
Character: Adam
Dialogue: Ever thought being a twenty three year old college student was tough? Yeah, me too. Ever thought that having the ability to transform into a superhero was cool? Yeah, me too! Ever though this transformation would take place once a month, like some teenage whores over-bloody period? Didn’t think so bitch, but guess what, it happened to me. And if there was ever a night to want that period, it would have been tonight.
Panel 2: The park appears creepier at night. We see a tree on the right near our characters and three more off in the distance. We are angled from behind, Adam has his back turned to us. His head is now cocked to the left as five cholos, dressed in baggy pants and over sized t-shirts stand facing him. Four of the cholos surrounding Adam cheer, hands in the air, yelling with excitement, as the fifth stands directly in front of Adam. His left fist is barreling into Adam’s face. Blood escapes Adam’s mouth.
Panel 3: We are looking upwards now as if lying on the ground. The cholos seem larger, more menacing from this angle. The attacking cholo, Enrique, is now pointing at us; he looks pissed.
Character: Enrique
Dialogue: You puto, you knew not to mess with us! You think you can go around talking shit? Guess what ese, this is my turf, and no fucking cabron is going to come up in here and tell me and my crew what to do!
Characters: Jose & Elmer
Dialogue: (from the crowd of cholos) Yeah kick his ass Enrique! Jack he wallet aye!
Panel 4: Adam is on all fours, struggling to get up. We see the legs of the cholos as they surround Adam.
Character: Adam
Dialogue: HA! Is this the best you got? I’ll beat the…
Panel 5: Enrique kicks Adam hard in the ribs, the impact knocking the air out of Adam.
Character: Adam
Dialogue: AHHHH!
Page 2: FIVE PANELS
Panel 1: Adam rolls over on his back, struggling for air. His hands wrap around his body, as if trying to hold his insides in.
Character: Hector
Dialogue: Good one Enrique. Finish this cabron off!
Panel 2: Adam is still on the floor facing upwards, as Enrique takes a step forward moving next to him.
Character: Adam
Dialogue: You may be thinking, “what the hell is this kid talking about,” right about now. Periods and superheros? This has to be someone else’s drunken nightmare right?
Panel 3: We see Enrique lift his right foot high into the air above Adam’s face, ready to slam it down and finish Adam.
Panel 4: From Adam’s POV looking up from the ground. We see Enrique grinning as the other cholos watch in the background.
Character: Enrique
Dialogue: Any last words ese?
Panel 5: Close up of a bruised and broken Adam, similar to page one, panel one. Adam grins right back.
Character: Adam
Dialogue: Yeah, you can’t beat me! I’m a fucking superhero!
Character: Adam
Narrative Caption: Let me take you back to how it all began.
For those that have TV, please tune into the Chiller network tonight at 10pm and watch. I had the absolute pleasure of meeting Steve Niles and Evalena Marie at Comic Con this past year. Amazingly talented people.
(Source: arcaneimages)
Yes, the bottom part I came up with and posted a long time ago. I finally found where it belongs :-)
“Are we seriously crashing a wedding reception?” she asked. Her brown eyes narrowed as a grin creeped across her face. “Of course we are. I owed you a date didn’t I?” he asked. Antoinette shook her head and laughed at the situation she found herself in. He was more than what she had expected, that was for sure, and she was beginning to realize that she loved every single part of it. Every single part of him. “Ready on three.” Adam said as he took her by the hand.
Applause rang out as they entered the back of the crowded ballroom. They found themselves on the dance floor and quickly snaked their way in between unknowns, applauding to blend in. “Thank you,” the singer’s voice rang out from the front of the room, as the band had just finished a song. “Ok, hold someone real close for this next one.” commanded the singer. Shyly, Adam slipped in hand into Antoinette’s and turned to face her. She became tense confessing, “I uh…I don’t know how to dance.” Her free hand coming to rest on the side of his neck. His skin was cold to the touch and clammy, a sign that he was equally terrified. Adam drew a sharp breath in and placed his free hand on the small of her back. “Hey, neither do I,” he said with a nervous smile. The band began to play just then. Antoinette’s heart beat kicked up a notch, unable to tell if it was from the fear of her first dance or from being so close to him. Whatever the source, she liked the feeling; she liked being in his arms.
Although he led well, Adam couldn’t help but feel the same. He couldn’t take his eyes off hers. She smiled, shook her head, and looked down. “Sorry if I’m stepping on your feet.” she said. “It’s fine, you’re doing great. This is fun right? You’re having a good time?” Adam asked, fearing rejection. She looked back up at him with a big smile; Adam felt a rush of blood to his heart. “I couldn’t have asked for a better date.” she said. “Your welcome. Hey listen, I uh, I have a confession to make Antoinette.” Her hand on his neck pushed down, bringing them closer together. “I know it’s not the most romantic thing but I uh…fuck it, here goes; you frighten me, ok. I’m constantly trying to figure out ways to impress you and always wondering if I’m saying the right thing or if I’m saying too much. It’s just that…you are the most beautiful, smart, funny, most awesome person I have ever met. I’m sure there’s a word out there to describe exactly how I feel about you, but I just can’t think of it, so these will have to do I guess.” Antoinette began to laugh as Adam smiled and continued. “Seriously, you scare the shit out of me and I love it. I don’t want any other feeling but the one you give me. I know that at times my life is a complete mess, but when I’m with you, none of that seems to matter. Just seeing you, even if you don’t see me, makes my day that much better.” Adam shrugged and smiled at her not knowing what else to say. She pressed her body on his, their lips inches from meeting. A moment passed were neither of them moved. Hot breath came crashing down on the oversensitive lips of one another. She whispered, “Adam you’re a dork, saying I love you isn’t easy for me for me either.” The band seemed to play louder as their lips met. Caught in a sea of unknown people, they found solace in one another.
A single candle burned in the darkened room as they faced each other. Untamed love killed the other as they stood transfixed. His fingers slid across her brown skin as she succumbed to her desires. As the clothes came off, they stood baring so much more then just their bodies. The candle began to flicker rapidly as they fell to the bed. Not even a bomb falling outside could break this moment.
United States of Zombie update.
For those that have been asking,( yes, believe it or not people do ask!) here are a few sketches of what we had for the comic. Had, because as of last week, this art work was scrapped. There is a light at the end of the tunnel thought. The art work is currently being redone in a different style, that more suits my writing. If all goes well, it should be done soon. Thanks for listening :-)
-S(D)A
Anonymous asked: yo steve, where are doze new comic pix u showed me at the laundra-mat. I couldnt see them on your ghetto ass android... i thought they'd be showcased here. C-Rizzle
Haha leave the shit droid alone. I’ll post them soon with an update about what exactly is going on in that department. Thanx for reading man ;-) Comment more!!
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