Post by Mercury Reborn on Jan 18, 2021 23:59:19 GMT -5
Cue upbeat stock news show footage with a bold, red-letter graphing that reads
We can hear the sound of a flipping page. We are taken inside a room that looks like a makeshift newsroom. The anchor behind the desk was none other than Jace Knight Myers. He had traded his scrubs for a one-time, TV-appropriate suit and accompanying attire, a nice dark green. Myers had a smile on. He clears his throat before the scene pauses, suddenly, everything becomes a still picture. Everything on screen becomes hand drawn, almost... comics-like. Another thing, he sports a thick, dark moustache.
It’s your favourite doctor here! I’ll be reading along with you a quick short story! I was also told I had to be the one to face lawyers of something. Yes, I’m borrowing from stuff you might recognize. There’s your disclaimer! I thought me reading along could help liven this up a bit! I shouldn’t assume all of our audience can read. -Surprise disclaimer number two, this statement is directed toward the illiteracy of the masses. Blind folk are not at fault for not being able to read this piece of media. Please don’t @ Revo on the socials.
Finally, like the drawn image of Myers, Dr. Colburn similarly clears her throat. Going forward, anything “said” is written in speech bubbles over the drawings.
I am J. Knight Morrison for the PSC News, and we now go live to our on-site correspondent, Crystal M. Hudson. Apparently there’s something coming that is grounding all flights?
Next come a few quick panels of “Morrison” at his desk being handed a photo. He proceeds to toss the producer across the room in a rage. The panel after shows it is a picture of a young gentleman who strikes a similarity to a certain Revo World Champion.
The sound of a flipping page returns as we can now see a young lady who resembled the doctor holding a microphone at an outdoor location. But of course this was a redhead, so it wasn’t.
That’s right, Morrison. It seems that a dark cloud is due to cover the skies and it is being recommended that all air travel be suspended.
The next page shows a split-screen of the pair of them. “Morrison” looks concerned, but also satisfied.
ALL flights? Surely that includes “professional wrestlers” who encourage fighting, and doing unsafe jumping, their feet are NOWHERE NEAR the ground! Why is this thing even coming? What is it? Now-I’ll tell you why! I bet somehow, this is the universe telling him to cut it out! What HE does isn’t charming, it isn’t heroic, it’s silly and it’s stupid! I can never sit here too long, I know that little boy at home watches what he does and says I want to do that. Someone-MULTIPLE someones adore that young man. And I’m willing to bet, hundreds of youths and children have hurt themselves and all the parents won’t admit to it. NO, PTA Sharon, I don’t think little Joseph skinned his knee falling off his bike. No, Cynthia, I don’t believe Katie was crying because she broke her arm “on the swings”. I KNOW they did their best cosplay and landed wrong trying to be like their hero. I am not the bad guy here! I’ve never been that. I’m not against fun, I am VERY fun. I am not against doing charity work. I’ll have you know I make monthly donations to the Do Morr Good J Knight Morrison foundation. I just know that when HE signs autographs or visits children at the hospital it’s ONLY so that he can get away with whatever the heck it is that he does to continue to be an absolute menace on all of us! On YOU watching, on your kid, on your brother, on your partner, on your partner’s sister, on-!”
Of course by now, while all of this was happening, Crystal had just left her space. Morrison’s speech bubble invaded that space and moved to just cover the entire screen. Unreadable text even filled the background. Maybe there’s was meant to be more read, but our narrator just stopped.
One
Eternity?
Later
We see one more Morrison panel, him being jacking his jaw before a long, largely written BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP forces him out of shot.
We return to where Crystal was on site. She isn’t in shot just yet.
You really just left it here? It’s been almost two days-but he’s done, right?
Crystal is visible in the next panel, waist up wearing an entirely different top.
If you are still watching, thanks I guess? I was just meant to warn about a storm and you were supposed to have a bit more notice but it’s due later today, just a storm. Nothing too…
We see Crystal look toward something in the distance, it slowly turns to confusion. We see what it is that she can see. It did look like a storm and it was a dark cloud. There was something weird though. Someone was storm-writing?
So...I’d like to retract my statement about it being a regular storm.
Something was shining through the darkened sky.
The story pauses, our narrator just candidly speaking for a moment.
It’s pronounced like Angeles, the other way just doesn’t go with the...never mind.
The play symbol pops onto the screen, Crystal is still looking at the strange storm sky.
But...how?
There’s another quick pause here.
I couldn’t really choose one here, sorry.
We get a quick look at two silhouettes. One a large, beastly man, the other a short female with what looks like cat ears.
No no, trust me I’m a scientist and a doctor during the day when I’m not a cat burglar!
So you want to do what exactly? And why?
“Earlier that week” gets rewritten, crossed out and replaced.
Earlier that week
Picture a shiny belt, at the end of a very, very hallway. Then, imagine a crowd of people that fill that entire hallway. Chaos ensues, this page is filled with battle action and sounds.
BAM!
POW!
SCREEEE!
Now for some quick images. A glowing, but tiny figure fighting off most of the horde. A man, charging into the crowd, horns first. He was either a bull enthusiast, or a viking enthusiast. Another image, the short, cat-eared woman walking and crushing the crowd, raised above everyone using giant squid tentacles, of course.
One final free for all brawl even closer to the prize, including the bull or fellow held down by the crowd before the glowing figure finally gets to the prize. The squid scientist was just simply too slow. The pair can be seen both tossing random people left and right. The gentleman with his bare hands, the woman with her technological tentacles.
There’s a quick fast forward back to “Earlier this week”.
The short female wears a cat mask, with glasses over top. Again, even though she bears a strong resemblance and is also a doctor, this WASN’T Dr. Colburn.
Honestly? No reason. It’s just fun to cause trouble. Yes, I would’ve liked to have that shiny belt, but just to sell it in a week. And I saw you, you’ve been holding back. If you wanted it, you could’ve gotten it. I kinda think you were there JUST to fight people.
The gentleman couldn’t really deny that
You’re right
The final panel has both figures looking straight at the reader.
The camera zooms out from the comic to reveal that Jace Knight Myers is still sat in his padded soundproofed room, still in his scrubs. Dr. Colburn had been reading this to him.
I’m sorry, Jace. We wasted three months holding back, trying to be the good guys. We weren’t very genuine and that’s not good for anyone. I’ll still be there with you, but you’re free.
She looks him in the eye to check he understood her. He nods and they walk out of the room.
The book is closed and the doctor closes the door.
Jace takes a breath and speaks for the first time in a long time.
Peaceful no more.
BREAKING NEWS - SPECIAL WEATHER REPORT!
We can hear the sound of a flipping page. We are taken inside a room that looks like a makeshift newsroom. The anchor behind the desk was none other than Jace Knight Myers. He had traded his scrubs for a one-time, TV-appropriate suit and accompanying attire, a nice dark green. Myers had a smile on. He clears his throat before the scene pauses, suddenly, everything becomes a still picture. Everything on screen becomes hand drawn, almost... comics-like. Another thing, he sports a thick, dark moustache.
It’s your favourite doctor here! I’ll be reading along with you a quick short story! I was also told I had to be the one to face lawyers of something. Yes, I’m borrowing from stuff you might recognize. There’s your disclaimer! I thought me reading along could help liven this up a bit! I shouldn’t assume all of our audience can read. -Surprise disclaimer number two, this statement is directed toward the illiteracy of the masses. Blind folk are not at fault for not being able to read this piece of media. Please don’t @ Revo on the socials.
Finally, like the drawn image of Myers, Dr. Colburn similarly clears her throat. Going forward, anything “said” is written in speech bubbles over the drawings.
I am J. Knight Morrison for the PSC News, and we now go live to our on-site correspondent, Crystal M. Hudson. Apparently there’s something coming that is grounding all flights?
Next come a few quick panels of “Morrison” at his desk being handed a photo. He proceeds to toss the producer across the room in a rage. The panel after shows it is a picture of a young gentleman who strikes a similarity to a certain Revo World Champion.
The sound of a flipping page returns as we can now see a young lady who resembled the doctor holding a microphone at an outdoor location. But of course this was a redhead, so it wasn’t.
That’s right, Morrison. It seems that a dark cloud is due to cover the skies and it is being recommended that all air travel be suspended.
The next page shows a split-screen of the pair of them. “Morrison” looks concerned, but also satisfied.
ALL flights? Surely that includes “professional wrestlers” who encourage fighting, and doing unsafe jumping, their feet are NOWHERE NEAR the ground! Why is this thing even coming? What is it? Now-I’ll tell you why! I bet somehow, this is the universe telling him to cut it out! What HE does isn’t charming, it isn’t heroic, it’s silly and it’s stupid! I can never sit here too long, I know that little boy at home watches what he does and says I want to do that. Someone-MULTIPLE someones adore that young man. And I’m willing to bet, hundreds of youths and children have hurt themselves and all the parents won’t admit to it. NO, PTA Sharon, I don’t think little Joseph skinned his knee falling off his bike. No, Cynthia, I don’t believe Katie was crying because she broke her arm “on the swings”. I KNOW they did their best cosplay and landed wrong trying to be like their hero. I am not the bad guy here! I’ve never been that. I’m not against fun, I am VERY fun. I am not against doing charity work. I’ll have you know I make monthly donations to the Do Morr Good J Knight Morrison foundation. I just know that when HE signs autographs or visits children at the hospital it’s ONLY so that he can get away with whatever the heck it is that he does to continue to be an absolute menace on all of us! On YOU watching, on your kid, on your brother, on your partner, on your partner’s sister, on-!”
Of course by now, while all of this was happening, Crystal had just left her space. Morrison’s speech bubble invaded that space and moved to just cover the entire screen. Unreadable text even filled the background. Maybe there’s was meant to be more read, but our narrator just stopped.
One
Eternity?
Later
We see one more Morrison panel, him being jacking his jaw before a long, largely written BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP forces him out of shot.
We return to where Crystal was on site. She isn’t in shot just yet.
You really just left it here? It’s been almost two days-but he’s done, right?
Crystal is visible in the next panel, waist up wearing an entirely different top.
If you are still watching, thanks I guess? I was just meant to warn about a storm and you were supposed to have a bit more notice but it’s due later today, just a storm. Nothing too…
We see Crystal look toward something in the distance, it slowly turns to confusion. We see what it is that she can see. It did look like a storm and it was a dark cloud. There was something weird though. Someone was storm-writing?
So...I’d like to retract my statement about it being a regular storm.
Something was shining through the darkened sky.
No Fly List:
Barry C. Lose
The story pauses, our narrator just candidly speaking for a moment.
It’s pronounced like Angeles, the other way just doesn’t go with the...never mind.
The play symbol pops onto the screen, Crystal is still looking at the strange storm sky.
But...how?
Earlier that week…
There’s another quick pause here.
I couldn’t really choose one here, sorry.
We get a quick look at two silhouettes. One a large, beastly man, the other a short female with what looks like cat ears.
No no, trust me I’m a scientist and a doctor during the day when I’m not a cat burglar!
So you want to do what exactly? And why?
“Earlier that week” gets rewritten, crossed out and replaced.
Black Friday
Picture a shiny belt, at the end of a very, very hallway. Then, imagine a crowd of people that fill that entire hallway. Chaos ensues, this page is filled with battle action and sounds.
BAM!
POW!
SCREEEE!
Now for some quick images. A glowing, but tiny figure fighting off most of the horde. A man, charging into the crowd, horns first. He was either a bull enthusiast, or a viking enthusiast. Another image, the short, cat-eared woman walking and crushing the crowd, raised above everyone using giant squid tentacles, of course.
One final free for all brawl even closer to the prize, including the bull or fellow held down by the crowd before the glowing figure finally gets to the prize. The squid scientist was just simply too slow. The pair can be seen both tossing random people left and right. The gentleman with his bare hands, the woman with her technological tentacles.
There’s a quick fast forward back to “Earlier this week”.
The short female wears a cat mask, with glasses over top. Again, even though she bears a strong resemblance and is also a doctor, this WASN’T Dr. Colburn.
Honestly? No reason. It’s just fun to cause trouble. Yes, I would’ve liked to have that shiny belt, but just to sell it in a week. And I saw you, you’ve been holding back. If you wanted it, you could’ve gotten it. I kinda think you were there JUST to fight people.
The gentleman couldn’t really deny that
You’re right
The final panel has both figures looking straight at the reader.
The camera zooms out from the comic to reveal that Jace Knight Myers is still sat in his padded soundproofed room, still in his scrubs. Dr. Colburn had been reading this to him.
I’m sorry, Jace. We wasted three months holding back, trying to be the good guys. We weren’t very genuine and that’s not good for anyone. I’ll still be there with you, but you’re free.
She looks him in the eye to check he understood her. He nods and they walk out of the room.
The book is closed and the doctor closes the door.
Jace takes a breath and speaks for the first time in a long time.
Peaceful no more.