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Historical Angst My name is GaiusHistorical Angst by ~kingclumsy
I'm Fourteen years old
My parents don't understand me.
They won't let me go to to the Colosseum alone
And they wont let me free any of the slaves that they own
They say stay away from those Celts and Goths
and Don't dress like that! When I wear bronze Belts or black cloth.
When I grow up and have kids, If I choose
I'll be able to understand what's young and what's new
I'll have been through what they've been through
But for now. I hate my parents and their old fashioned views
Hello, I'm Sigurd
I live in the North
and I'm stuck here until I grow up
My dad's off for months raiding the saxon lands
and I offer them
comic script 1-7 1st draft PAGE ONEcomic script 1-7 1st draft by ~kingclumsy
Pic 1.
Exterior: old british small town terraced house. Patches in walls boarded up. Badly repaired. People outside walking past looking suitable medival, perhaps carrying bits of scrap.
CAPTION
"The Oldens had a saying, pride goeth before a fall"
CAPTION
And they had indeed grown proud
Pic 2.
Interior: MIKUL, an elderly man is leant on a cane. In front of him on simply benches are a mix of VILLAGE CHILDREN aged 4 to 16ish. MIKUL Isn't necessarily looking at them, quite caught up in telling the story
MIKUL
With their technologies they spanned the globe and touched the stars.
Pic. 3.
MIKUL from behind, KATIE, boyish, one o
Sample postapoc script SAMPLE PAGE ONESample postapoc script by ~kingclumsy
PANEL 1.
DISTANT SHOT- TOWN can be seen in distance. Wooden walls around a few buildings. Two Small figures (OWYN AND KATIE) are walking down path with farms on either side. Similarly small figures are tending to fields by hand. If you want, a few cottages can be around the farmlands. Maybe ruined houses in amongst the farms, to suggest this used to be the outskirts of a town. The road is a modern one but cracked and overgrown.
KATIE
You Don't seem too happy with all your bardic...bardy...bardery.
OWYN
Bardistry
KATIE
….Bardistry. Why did you take it up?
PANEL 2.
Two of them are walking along the road. It is Tar
A Creation story In the beginning the old mother took all her dreams and thoughts and set them on fire and in the smoke from the fire the universe was created, spreading like air across the void. She looked upon her creation and knew that the universe was too much for her alone. Like us, her dreams were far more than her mind could ever contemplate.A Creation story by ~kingclumsy
So she created for herself , out of her dreams, four children. Two sons, and two daughters, to keep her company and help her govern the universe.
The eldest son was tall and strong, unmoving and patient. He stood by his mother as all rushed about them. He was given the earth, the mountains and trees who, like hi
Tired 
Sta.sh
