Twisted Pop Chapter 1: Watermelon (Comic Script)
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Panel 1: Wide panel. Bright white clouds overhead of a flat grey concrete surface. Two silhouettes are running across this surface. Seagulls in the background. Continue reading
It has been a quiet month for Twisted Pop but now settled into my new work area and more ideas boiling around in my head. Such as helter skelter fight scenes and how to reveal certain pieces of information to the readers and not to the protagonists. As you can see it isn’t all about helter skelter fights and men in tights. Continue reading
With the ten chapter pilot over (yes it wasn’t the real thing *cough*) it was only a matter of time before I’d pick up my pen and get going for the real deal, the world of Twisted City (name unfortunately still pending) would come alive and it would be more awesome than tuna and cheese melt. Though I realise that is impossible, so maybe just as good as a cheese sandwich on cold hard bread. Better. Continue reading
Falling is but a dream
of escaping all life’s toils.
In reality when someone falls
it is a collapse of ones senses all around. Continue reading
Previously on Twisted Pop!
The city is twisted surrounded by desert. Buildings are build up and trains travel underground. There isn’t much room for vehicles so people mainly walk or use scooters. The city is run by a government named ‘The Rainbows’, seven main officials running under a mysterious man named Iris. There is a mob going around causing problems too but they aren’t doing so well these days. Enter Roy Ran Red, a man who seems a little dizzy as he tries to protect a metal watermelon everyone wants. He works with his female friend Alexandria Dover who works as a pizza delivery girl part-time. Unfortunately she runs overs her customers most the time and attacked the mob boss causing the mob members to hunt her down.
Currently Orange has betrayed the organisation and has killed Red and Yellow along with trying to blow up a passenger train to make the government seem unable to control the events of the city. He is stopped by Violet though and starts a fight to the death. He wins by blowing her legs off and is ready to escape and start his master plan. Continue reading
Chapter 8: A murder case isn’t a murder case without murder
The evening was setting in and Alexandria was riding down the streets on a scooter supplied by Silver Tree. The sky was orange with a little smog though little could be seen due to all the weaving of the twisted buildings which looked as if they were grabbing hold of each other. The wind was blowing through her hair, the green goggles protecting her eyes and the pizza boxes were strapped onto her back with little hating squares stuck on each box so she could take her time. She wasn’t really thinking of the job though as the scooter spouted legs (a silver tree device) and started climbing up the bronze buildings to the higher areas, she had her mind on Roy and his reaction to the project Silver Tree had underway. ‘I don’t know anything about him but it’s going to be tough learning more, I’d have to delve into my past… I just can’t do that.’ As she rode up she looked behind to see the Silver Tree egg-shaped mansion, as she looked she had to blink because she swore she could see something on top. Maybe it was Silver the dog? She shrugged it off and carried on her pizza delivery quest. Continue reading
The first detective story starts this chapter.
Chapter 7: Solving a crime is like solving a raisin cake with raisins.
Babysitting is always a nuisance. You can rarely ever pick who you babysit and a teenager going through his angry years is certainly not fun. It’s like buying a sweet with a toy, you keep getting the rubbish plastic giraffe which just doesn’t crack its neck or turn into a box as promised or advertised or mentioned down the school yard. Mr. Laurence’s son was like the rubbish plastic giraffe as he kept throwing swear word upon swear word into Roy’s face who just sat looking deadbeat on a crooked bench sucking his lollipop. Alexandria was snoozing keeping the bench in balance. Sleeping and annoyed such a crooked balance.
Chapter 6: Let’s adventure!
Warning bad language within! That’s kids innit?
Alexandria and Roy were sitting on moth ridden red seats on the local coach. The coach was swirling around corners through the night, the coach lifting away from the wheels when any people or other vehicles needed to be avoided, poles shot out from the wheels to allow this propulsion into the air. The coach could ride down the back alleys thanks to being half the width of a standard coach and the passengers had to sit sideways on the single seats lining down the coach. Other than Roy, Alexandria there was no one else. The perfect time to begin conversation. Continue reading
A chapter when I try to make some characterisation. Maybe a bit weird.
Yellow scratched his bearded chin deciding on his first decision of the day. Possibly the second choice of the day as his first may have been on his outfit, bright yellow coat with the ends curling up like a banana and dark banana pants to attempt a contrast with black boots to be the banana’s end. With spiked yellow hair and yellow piercings adding a few more holes to his face, he really did look like a banana. Yellow was in truth the colour of the rainbow in which while nice in small doses, you wouldn’t want to look at for too long in fear of going blind. This may be why Yellow looked depressed as he was making his decision for the day. The decision of milk chocolate or milk chocolate and marshmallow from the vending machine. A tough choice for the start of a working day. He fumbled in his pockets for some coinage and slotted three coins into the machine. ‘Maybe I should quit’ he muttered to himself as a character stepped behind him. Continue reading