Rainbow Dash - All the Bronies in the House - R.A.Wonsowski

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Panel 1 - Night, my kitchen.  ME, staring blankly into the screen of my laptop.  I have a blank, worried look on my face, my fingers poised above the keyboard.

NO COPY


Panel 2 - Same as above, but RAINBOW DASH is now peering over my shoulder at my computer screen.  One of her eyebrows is arched in curiosity.

NO COPY


Panel 3 - Same P.O.V., but RAINBOW DASH is mildly annoyed at ME.

RAINBOW DASH:  Are you kidding me?  You can't think of ANYTHING?!?

ME:  You're not helping.


Panel 4 - Same as above, except RAINBOW DASH is smacking ME up the backside of my head in disgust.  I cringe.

SoundFX:  Thwak!

ME:  Hey!

RAINBOW DASH:  I swear to Applejack, this has been happening to you wa-ay too often lately...


Panel 5 - Same as Panel 3.  A 9-inch tall, chain-smoking TRUTH-SAYING BASTARD SPIDEY walks across the kitchen table to talk to ME and RAINBOW DASH.

TSBS:  Remember Pokemon week?  How many times have we done the bowel-disruptor gag now?

RAINBOW DASH:  (pointing at TSBS) He gets a bowel-disruptor?  Where's MY bowel-disruptor?!?


Panel 6 - Same as above, but my head is in my hands as a tiny KRYPTO floats around my head.  RAINBOW DASH looks even angrier at ME,.

KRYPTO:  He cribbed my script from an old Peanuts strip last week...

RAINBOW DASH:  You cribbed the Schulz?!?


Panel 7 - Same as above, but I'm dragging my fingers down my face, pulling down the bags under my eyes in exasperation.  A 12-inch tall SAMMY HAGAR THOR (see comments at http://www.thought-balloons.com/2012/04/why-mjolnir.html ), lightning crackling from his guitar, lands on the kitchen table.

SAMMY HAGAR THOR:  You haven't even brought me up in a year.  I got better things to do than wait on your silly @$$.

ME:  Oh for the luvva...


Panel 8 - DR. DINOSAUR and DEADPOOL, who is pointing at RAINBOW DASH happily surprised, walk in as I get up and walk out.  Everyone is talking after me as I go.

DR. DINOSAUR:  We can help you.

ME:  I'm out...

DEADPOOL:  Hey, it's Rainbow Dash!  I'm your biggest Brony!

RAINBOW DASH:  (calling worriedly after me over her shoulder) RA-A-Y!?!

Autobiographical - Slings And Arrows - Niel Jacoby

Panel 1: I am on my futon with my laptop. The clock behind me says 5:00. The sun is out, which you can see through the window.

Me: Alright, let's get to work.

Panel 2: Same place, but I'm surprised. 6:00. The sun is lower.

Me: Ooh, someone talked to me on Twitter!

Panel 3: 8:00. Dark.

Me: Just one more Busta Rhymes video.

Panel 4: 12:00. Still dark.

Me: Heh, Tucker Stone is awesome.

Panel 5: 12:15. I notice the clock.

Me: FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK.

Panel 6: 12:20. I am working fast, panicking.

Me: fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck

Autobiographical – Chase – Shaun Richens.

1 PAGE.

5 PANELS.

Two rows of two panels, then a page wide final panel at the bottom.

In an ideal world Skottie Young would be drawing this.

1. A young Shaun aged 5 stands at the side of a river on a summer’s day. In his arms he holds a loaf of fresh bread. He wears a huge grin on his face. He is wearing his favourite Thomas the Tank Engine cardigan. It looked very similar to this one. http://www.theclothingoutlet.co.uk/siteimages/24/4/8/244854/2550621/f_1691031.jpg

2. Shaun is throwing chunks of the bread into the river, a little crowd of friendly ducks swims near him eating up his treats.

3. A huge dark shadow is cast over the small figure of Shaun. His huge grin is now gone and he looks damn scared.

4. A shot from behind Shaun looking up at the huge monstrous form of an angry Swan that stands over him.

5. Shaun is running, arms flailing wildly in the air as he flees from the Swan as it chases him all along the riverbank.

         SHAUN:

         Arrggghhh!

         CAPTION:

Even now at the age of 23 I am still terrified of the devils ducks known as Swans. 

Autobiographical- Rituals -Dan Hill

Yeah, so I went for abstract and pretentious.

Panel One
Tight shot on DAN lying on his side in bed, his head on a pillow. His eyes are open.

NO COPY

Panel Two
Shot from behind Dan as he stretches in front of a window. The white wooden blinds are drawn tight but we can see sunlight filtering through slightly. Dan is wearing a black cotton wife beater and boxers (form a line ladies).

CAPTION:  On the field of the Self--

Panel Three
Close up on Dan's hands as he operates the roller to open the blinds.

CAPTION:  --stand a knight and a dragon.

Panel Four
Close up on Dan's eyes, squinting slightly at the sun, as he looks through the new-found gap in the blinds.

CAPTION:  You are the knight.

Panel Five
From Dan's POV looking through the window and across the skyline. We see the tops of houses stretching into the distance. The horizon is dominated by the green mounds of the Malvern hills.

Reference: /images/hills_1_safe.webp

CAPTION:  Resistance is the dragon.

Panel Six
Inset panel. Close up on Dan, a small smile playing across his lips.

NO COPY

Autobiographical – How A Thought Balloons Script Is Written - MK Stangeland Jr.

(9 Panels)

OVER PANELS 1-3: Method A

Panel 1: MK STANGELAND JR (MKSJ) sits at his desk with his laptop in front of him. He looks at his computer and strokes his chin.

MKSJ: Ooo, that character! I know what I can do for them.

Panel 2: MKSJ leans over his computer. His arms look like he’s typing fervently.

SFX: type type type type type

SFX: *enter*

Panel 3: MKSJ leans back in his chair. His arms are crossed in front of him and he has a satisfied look on his face.

MKSJ: Now I wait.

OVER PANELS 4-6: Method B

Panel 4: MKSJ leans over to take a close look at his computer screen. He has a confused look on his face.

MKSJ: Who? I have no idea who that is.

Panel 5: MKSJ is hunched over his computer. His arms flail about as he works fervently.

SFX: *RESEARCH!*RESEARCH!*RESEARCH!*

SFX: *TYPE!*TYPE!*TYPE!*TYPE!*TYPE!*

SFX: *SEND!*SEND!*SEND!*

Panel 6: MKSJ Leans back in his chair. He looks worn out.

MKSJ: Just in time.

OVER PANELS 7-9: Method C

Panel 7: A thought balloon with gears inside it appears over MKSJ’s head. His eyes show determination.

Panel 8: A light bulb flashed over MKSJ’s head.

MKSJ: Ooo! I like that idea!

Panel 9: MKSJ sits in his chair, disappointed.

MKSJ: Now if only someone would pick a character I could use it for.

(END PAGE)

Autobiographical - Typical laptop session - Ray Wonsowski

Panel 1 - The AMERICAN ZOMBIE sits, facing us, at his laptop at the kitchen table.  His eyes are glazed over as the screen casts its sickly glow upon his face.  Thought balloons ring his head.

TB:  scrpt

TB:  blls

TB:  "i" key broken agan

TB:  sht

Panel 2 - Same as above, but two boys are running behind him.  The 7-year old is holding his Iron Man action figure up high in front of him.  The 4-year old is chasing him, Hulk action figure in one hand, Thor in the other.  Thor's hammer was lost, so there is a little red guitar in its grip.  A.Z. is getting frustrated.  More thought balloons about his head.

7-YR:  Whoosshhh!!!

4-YR:  RAAAaarrrgghh!!!

TB:  school

TB:  ups¡de down exclamat¡on po¡nt looks l¡ke an "i"

TB:  w¡fe

Panel 3 - Same as above, except the 7-year old has run off panel, and the 4-year old is looking over A.Z.'s shoulder.  A.Z.  Looks even more flustered under the pressure

TB:  $

TB:  no $

4-YR:  Whatcha doin'?  Wanna play?

Panel 4 - Same as above, except A.Z. is rubbing his tired eyes.  The 4-year old puts the Thor with the red guitar on the table next to the laptop.

A.Z.:  Dude, l would so love to, but Papa's got a lot of work to do.

4-YR:  You can be Sammy Hagar Thor.

Panel 5 - Same as panel 1, except A.Z. is looking at the toy, not the laptop.

4-YR:  (off-panel)  RAAARRrrrggghh!!!

Panel 6 - A.Z. gets up from the table, moving off panel, Thor in hand.  Small dust cloud behind him as he abandons his laptop to join the fun.

A.Z.:  WHOOOOooooshh!!!

CAPTION:  "A day that fills the heart with remorse and fear cannot be called a day of amusement."

- Don Bosco

Autobiographical - Lait - Grant McLaughlin

I worked in France the summer of 2009 giving tours of the Juno Beach Centre (the only Canadian World War 2 museum in France!). Imagine this page comes from the retelling of that summer. It would be near my initial arrival.

I don't know who I could possibly sucker in to drawing an autobiographical comic about me, but since I'm limited only by my imagination here, I choose to imagine it as being done by Yuko of Johnny Wander fame, because she's hyper-talented and her easy-going style is something I think would work well with my story (at least this page of it).

Three rows of panels.  First two rows each have three panels.  The last row is a single panel spanning the page.

1 – A stereotypical “cartoony” farm. Grant stands next to a cow, giving it a big ol' hug. There's a heart above his head. The cow looks appreciative of the gesture. In the background there's a barn, fence, and other farm-related things.

CAPTION: I am a man who likes his milk.

2 – Five 4-litre bags of milk (Yeah, we have bags of milk in parts of Canada.  I don't want to talk about it.). Four of the bags are circled in what looks like crayon, with a big “MINE” written nearby with an arrow pointing towards the circle. The first caption is towards the top of the page; the second caption is near the bottom.

CAPTION (1): At the time, my household was in the habit of buying 20 litres of milk a week.

DRAWN: MINE

CAPTION (2): I would usually drink at least 16 of those.

3 – Grant stands in a grocery store looking up at a huge display (that is currently off-panel). The size of the display casts a large shadow that dwarfs and covers Grant. Some aisles can be visible in the background, if deemed necessary. Some passing grocery shoppers, wondering what the heck Grant is so worked up about, can also be passing by, if desired.

CAPTION: So image my surprise when I arrived in France to find grocery store milk not in a fridge--

4 – Switch to a shot from behind Grant. He continues to stare at (what's revealed to be) a huge shelf full of tetrapaks (like this, except it's regular milk and not soy) .

CAPTION: But in tetrapaks.

5 – Go back to that farm scene from panel 1, but instead of Grant, we have Louis Pasteur standing next to a cow. He looks confused and is shrugging his shoulders. The cow has its back turned to him and looks standoffish.

CAPTION: Indeed, it turns out that even though their fellow countryman, Louis Pasteur, invented the thing, the French are not terribly keen on pasteurization.

6 - Grant holds a tetrapak in his hand (if further reference is needed, it's pretty much the same size of those rectangular 1 litre juice containers).  Grant wears an expression of infinite woe on his face.

CAPTION (1): Instead, they're under the impression that it is way better to boil their milk at an ultra high temperature in excess of 135°C for around 1 – 2 seconds and then to leave it outside of any type of refrigeration whatsoever.

CAPTION (2): In tetrapaks.

7 – Shot of Grant on his knees, arms raised up to the heavens in frustration. The classic “Why, God, why?!” pose.  The caption begins at the top of the panel, and along the bottom (on both sides of Grant) "IT'S THE WORST" is drawn in the same crayon style as before.

CAPTION: Believe me when I tell you --

DRAWN: IT'S THE WORST

autobiographical - ryan k lindsay

1. Wide panel. Ryan sits hunched at a desk, his desk. His head is down, his eyes are focused.

Caption: I'm writing.

2. The exact same panel.

NO COPY

3. The exact same panel.

NO COPY

4. The exact same panel.

NO COPY

5. The exact same panel.

Caption: It's not exactly a spectator sport.

Caption: Sorry.

Why Go Autobiographical?

To celebrate two years of scripting, we all thought it would be nice to write an autobiographical script. It would tell you a little bit more about ourselves and it might be fun to also analyse ourselves. There are plenty of good autobiographical comics out there, so here you'll get a tease for six more.

This is a pretty loose set up, it can be a moment from now, or before, or maybe even after if you want to get all crazy. As long as it's about you we'll be fine.

Have fun and instead of writing about someone who doesn't exist get a little real. Let's find out who you are.