Saturday, March 22, 2014
Godland - Deify - Brian Manton
1.
A man in a Goofy costume stands on an atoll, before a massed crowd of other Goofys.
He gives a riling speech.
The Goofys raise their arms and cheer. Some hold spears. One holds a six shooter.
2.
Same scene watched from a distance. A silhouette of Mickey Mouse ears clue us to the viewer, though it sports some irregular piercings.
3.
The Goofy congregation are attacked from all sides by an strike force of people in Mickey and Minnie Mouse costumes. The mouse heads are adorned with warpaint. Some hold savage Pluto attack dogs on leashes. The Plutos wear black spiked collars. These are all people in costume too. One of the Pluto’s costume heads is missing and we can see he is feral - foaming at the mouth.
4.
Wide.
Disneyland, in a post apocalyptic future. We see the entrance sign - the letters of Disney have been knocked away… the sign now reads GODLAND. Some iconic Disneyland rides can be seen in the background, with intimidating modifications. It’s all gone a bit Mad Max.
The mascots have formed into tribes and a fierce battle rages.
A dangerous looking Minnie Mouse stands in the foreground, sword held by her side. She holds up the decapitated head of a Donald Duck in triumph (it’s just the costume head. The guy is unconscious on the ground beside her.)
Friday, March 21, 2014
GODLAND - This Is Why We Can Never Go Anywhere Nice! - Niel Jacoby
Nickelhead: GOD DAMNIT. GOD. DAMNIT.
Cronus: ANOTHER PLAN GONE WRONG? WHAT YOU NEED IS A VACATION. SOMEWHERE NICE, WITH LOTS OF CHEAP, EASILY AVAILABLE NARCOTICS AND HALLUCINOGENS!
Nickelhead: I GET THAT THIS IS ANOTHER CHEAP SCHEME TO GET ME TO GIVE YOU MORE DRUGS, BUT THIS TIME I THINK YOU ACTUALLY MIGHT BE ON TO SOMETHING.
Panel 2: Nickelhead stands outside the gates to Disney Land, Basil's tank in one hand. Nickelhead is irate, shouting at the attendant.
Nickelhead: WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU WON'T LET US IN THE PARK?
Attendant: I'M SORRY SIR, BUT YOU JUST WOULDN'T GET PAST THE METAL DETECTORS, AND I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT TO SAY ABOUT YOUR LITTLE BUDDY THERE.
Basil: AH, HE CAN GO SCREW, LET'S GO FIND OUR OWN HAPPIEST PLACE ON EARTH!
Panel 3: Nickelhead is fleeing from a band of angry Floridians, with torches and pitchforks. We can see police, gang members, alligators, all sorts of shit.
Basil: I'M SORRY, I'M SORRY, ALRIGHT?
Nickelhead: WHEN WE GET BACK TO THE LAIR, I'LL MAKE YOU SORRIER THAN YOU'VE EVER BEEN IN YOUR LIFE, YOU SKELETAL SIMPLETON!
G0DLAND - Getting Away From It All - R.A. Wonsowski
The story so far...in the early days of Archer's ascendance, he is soon overwhelmed by the demands put upon him, by his government, by his newfound celebrity, and his family. All three slide into panic when Archer disappears. In fact Archer has taken to walking America's highways, and has most recently been traveling with a semi-driver that hauls freight and is known as a roaming preacher man, known colloquially as TRUCKER CHRIST. TC is a portly middle-aged man, greying brown hair pulled into a ponytail through the back of his JESUS mesh baseball cap, and sporting a greyer ZZTop-style beard. He and ARCHER are wearing similar flannel shirts, jeans, and aviator shades. Fun fact: everyone mispronounces his name, and it's pretty much the only thing that gets him angry; it's Christ, rhymes with LIST.
Panel layout: 3 rows of 2
Panel 1 - TC starts the ignition of his big rig. It's an old Mack, but the familiar bulldog has been replaced by the Virgin. ARCHER climbs in the cab, shading his eyes from the sun as he watches other big rigs pull away (off-panel).
ARCHER: Unbelievable...
TC: Howzat?
ARCHER: ...I guess I was just...I dunno...
Panel 2 - Through the windshield, we see both men buckle their seatbelts before hitting the road. The back makeshift shelf of the cab is filled with stacks of National Geographics. TC smiles as he gestures to the yellow spines with his free thumb.
ARCHER: ...not part of the stereotypical idea of the trucker in my mind...
TC: Ha! Thought I just had these fer the nekkid tribal women, didja...
Panels 3 & 4 are a bird's eye view of the truck stop they were at. The parking lot is full of big rigs, RVs, and cars. Speech balloons are tailless.
Panel 3, TC's rig is about to pull into the highway; panel 4, it's moving down the freeway in front of the truck stop.
Panel 3 -
TC: 'dja use the restroom?
ARCHER: ...uh, yeah...long way to the next stop?
TC: Not my point. Notice anything?
Panel 4 -
ARCHER: That you have a knack for finding the cleanest bathrooms on I-80...
TC: Ain't no knack, man. Simple rule of the roads.
TC: We ain't nomads. We got homes, and we spend too much time away from'em. So we look for places like home...
Panels 5 & 6 are another diptych. We are looking out the windshield of TC's truck. Panel 5 is TC's half, he gestures as he drives, the steering wheel is his pulpit. Panel 6, ARCHER leans against the door as he looks and listens to TC. The open road speeds before them.
Panel 5 -
TC: For most folk, that's a solid meal, a clean place to do our "heavy thinking", and community. And for a lot of us, community means church.
TC: And my church takes'em all, Christian, Jew, Muslim...shoot, I got a Sikh and a Maori Mormon I hook up with whenever I do the Alaska-Canada run. All of us, I use the same word...
Panel 6 -
TC: Transcendence.
TC: We're all seeking out something better'n what we got, and examples of how to get it, and roadmaps tell us where we can find it.
TC: All we differ on is what kind of man'll help us get there, and who'll set the tone for the Paradise we all seek for in our souls.
Wednesday, March 19, 2014
Godland – Just Can’t Win – MK Stangeland Jr.
Monday, March 17, 2014
Godland - Casting a Wide Net - Grant McLaughlin
CRONUS (1): Ohhhhh yeah...
CRONUS (2): This is unreal!
2 - The rainbow mixture continues to rise in his headjar. Basil's skull starts to rotate upside down, his robot body puts a hand to his headjar, as if trying to steady himself.
CRONUS: It's the deepest insights mixed with the most foolish inanities.
3 - The headjar is completely filled with rainbow substance, with more continuing to come through the tube. Basil's skull rotates to look behind him and away from the reader.
CRONUS: Not to mention some of the basest depravities I could ever dare to imagine.
4 - Pull out a bit - Basil is hooked directly into the a computer, which is hooked into the internet. He leans forward, firmly gripping the throne handgrips. Some black liquid is coming through the pipe, although it hasn't reached Basil's headjar yet.
CRONUS: I seriously should have tried toking right off the internet long before now!
5 - The black has hit the headjar, filling it with a dark, murky substance. Basil starts panicking, clawing at the pipe connecting to his headjar to try to dislodge it. His minions (who have been standing calmly in the background) start freaking out, one moving to help take out the pipe and the other heading towards the computer. Have Basil's word balloons lose their bendyness and perhaps go dark to reflect the substance.
CRONUS: Oh crap, I'm getting a troll! CTRL-Z! CTRL-Z!
Sunday, March 16, 2014
Godland - Reply - Ben Rosenthal
1. Exterior of The Infinity Tower.
CAPTION (Neela)
Adam?
2. Close up of Adam Archer from the shoulders up. His hand rests on his chin, deep in thought.
NEELA (outside of room)
There's no use hiding in there all day. You have to respond to those law suits!
3. Pane out - Adam is on the toilet, law suits in his hand, crumpled up up and about to be used as toilet paper.
ADAM
I'm about to respond to them right now.