(still talking to vid-screen, grinning evilly & horny-ishly)
Evillo: And do any of your ideas involve erotically-placed brimstone...?
voice from behind: Sire?
Panel 2
Evillo: (shocked, whirls around) WHAT in the name of...!! Lotus Fruit Lass! You dare disrupt my meditations...?!?!!
Panel 3
L F L: But sire, you ordered me to inform you when the Dozen had gathered. The 5 of us await you in the throne-room... once your meditations are done, of course.
Evillo: Of course. Now beggone, I shall join you all forthwith!
Panel 4
caption: Later, after Evillo's meditations are spent...
(Evillo entering throne room as the Dozen look on)
Evillo: BEWARE, my Loyal Royal Guard! Mine enemies have converged and do plot to squash me like some sort of overripe squash! Are you prepared to lay down your lives for me? ARE you...
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Evillo: *sigh* Well, I guess we'll need to hold another tryout tomorrow!
Panel 2
Zombie Servant: Uh... sire? Remember that your ex-wife is going to be visiting the castle tomorrow?
Evillo: *sigh* I think I need to lay down...
Panel 3
As Evillo leaves he turns to the Devil's "Dozen"...
Evillo: Dismissed!
Panel 4
Lotus Fruit Lass: So... uh... that's it?
Apollo: Basically. Evillo's been trying to get a full dozen members for his "Royal Guard" for over a year now, but he never quite gets there. We're supposed to perform some big mission once he gets us all together, but no one really knows the details...
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Hmmm... I'm thinking this would be a good time for some Kem family hijinks, before we get to the scene where Taryn and Tenzil infiltrate the Devil's Dozen tryouts!
So Lash... you want to write something on what Renkil and Pa are doing during their "vacation" to Tartarus?
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(closeup on a strip club; neon sign reads Flesh Eaters )
Caption: I dunno, Dad... there's just something weird about this strip joint...
Panel 2
(inside club; omstage are chesty zombie chicks in various states of undress)
Caption: Hey, a strip club's a strip club, son!
Panel 3
(closeup on one of zombie strippers dancing; shows a part of her jaw breaking off)
Caption: Yeah, Dad but... something about the CHICKS here... I can't quite put my finger on it. And to be honest, I kinda don't WANT to put my finger on it...
Panel 4
(shot of the crowded bar itself; lots of zombie and a few non-zombie patrons and workers milling about)
Caption: "Don't want...!" GRIFE, kid, you're turning as bad as Tenzil's friend Nancy! Chill out, watch yer ol' Pop pay this hottie for a lap dance!
Panel 5
(close-up of Renkil's face-- horrified expression)
Renkil: Oh GODS no!! Dad, her butt is cracking!! DAD!! DAD!!!!!
Panel 6
(shot of Pa sitting in his chair holding the upper half of his zombie stripper; her bottom half has crumbled to dust in his lap)
Pa: By damn! Now THAT is what I call a LAP dance..!!!
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WOW! I've got to say that while I was thinking "Zombie Sex Club" for the Pa-Renkil scene, you wrote it better than I could ever have imagined, Lash!
You rock!
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Let me do it if I may be so bold... I have this idea and I can't get it out of my head... we can change it if need be...
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caption: Meanwhile...
(scene shows Ma Kem in a large hot-tub type thingie; lots of other vacationers are in there with her)
Ma: And that's how I got over the Oomarrian Plague. I'll tell you what, the cramps are bad enough, but the itching is what REALLY gets to you!
Panel 2
(a few less people in hot-tub)
Ma: Has anyone ever had space-fatigue? My space-fatigue is chronic. The doctors say I don't get enough iron in my diet, but I told those quacks to stuff it, because I eat at least one iron a week-- sometimes two!
Panel 3
(only 3 others remain in hot-tub with Ma; she is holding one leg up pointed towards the 3)
Ma: Last year when I had the pain plague, the pain was so intense I pushed my husband down the cellar stairs! That's what my lawyer said, anyway. I've actually got a touch of it now, but it seems to have localized in my feet. This hot-tub sure seems to help, though!