Lester comes in at 4am from a night of drunken rich-gay-boy philandering.
He's drunk, hepped up on lotus fruit and hungry.
He wobbles into the Spiffany Kitchen and attempts to cook himself something. He turns many knobs and presses many buttons but gets frustrated because he doesn't know how to operate anything.
Then he remembers there's people on Daddy's payroll who did this sort of thing for him.
He storms into the servants quarters and demands they get downstairs to fix him something to eat.
The cook, the maid and the butler all enter the kitchen-- just as it explodes, killing all 3 of them.
Turns out Lester accidentally set the space-microwave on 'self-destruct' during his drugged-up ambling around the kitchen.
As punishment for killing 3 people and levelling the kitchen, Lester is sent to Bismoll by Poppa Spiffany.
Lester's response to his punishent: "It's STUPID! *YOU'RE* stupid!!" But off to Bismoll he goes anyway!
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EDE, if you approve of this scenario, Lester's flashback could probably take up 2-3 pages... bringing us ever-closer to the 22-pages we need to finish issue 1...
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That's groovy, Lash! As long as we name the maid Shirley!
Hmm... that could be an ongoing gag. A maid (always named Shirley) gets killed every couple of issues...
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Wow, I'm really looking forward to this issue!
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Hmm... but I think we should leave the flashback scene for a later issue. Let's establish the character and his relationship with Tenzil and Taryn in the first issue, and then maybe around #2 or #3 someone could be wondering exactly how a rich spoiled brat ended up working as a governmental courier on Bismoll.
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Okay, how's this for Page Six? Let me know if we should go in a completely different direction, Lash. I defer to you as the expert on gay lustf and stuff...
PAGE 6
Panel One Lester stands there, lust in his eyes.
Panel Two TENZIL: Uh... can I help you?
Panel Three Lester looks at his package, trying to regain his composure. LESTER: Uh... I'm... uh... looking for a Mr. Tenzil Kem... I've got a package from the Ministry of Elections...
Panel Four TENZIL: Wowsa! I'm Tenzil Kem. Thanks!
Panel Five Tenzil takes the package and hands Lester a tip.
Panel Six Tenzil closes the door, leaving Lester standing there on the doorstep, so smitten he's unable to move.
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We'll keep it going and polish it up later!
PAGE EIGHT
Panel One
Tenzil walks out of the house. Lester is still standing on the doorstep.
Panel Two
Tenzil kisses Lester on the cheek out of excitement.
Tenz: Thanks, man!
Panel Three
As Lester faints, Tenz stops and looks over the fence at the Loy's house next door. Taryn is standing in the yard. Strange noises are coming out of the basement.
Tenz: Hey Beautiful! I'm a senator now!
Panel Four
Taryn looks unimpressed.
Taryn: What do you mean you're a Senator?
Tenz: I've got my draft notice and everything!
Panel Five
Taryn: Uh, Tenz, just because they drafted you doesn't mean you're a Senator. Don't you ever watch the news? Drafting Senators was the old system. These days they draft candidates for the Senate. You still have to run for the office.
Tenz: Willikers! Well, how do I run a campaign?
Taryn: Didn't you get a book with the draft notice or something?
Panel Six
Tenz: Hmmm... must have left it in the house...
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Tenz & Taryn approach the house and see Lester still sitting on his front step, all trance-like.
Lester: *dreamy sigh!*
Tenz: You! I bet you know about this political stuff, right?
Panel 2
Lester: Oh, I'm informed about LOTS of things. I'm rich, you know. Attended the finest space-schools Daddy could find and had top of the line Teacher-trons!
Panel 3
Tenz: Hmmmmm... with your money-- (looks to Lester) --and your brains (looks to Taryn) -- and MY good looks, we just might pull this off!
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PAGE 10
Panel One
As the three stand on the doorstep of Tenz's house, Renkil pops his head out of the door.
RENKIL: There you are! I just won 30 creds at the kangabronc races, and Pop and I are goin' down to the pub to celebrate. Can you stay here with Mom? She ain't feelin' well... her nerves and stuff...
Panel Two
TENZ: So, Renkil, you finally win some money, and now you and Dad are going to blow it all on Silverale?
RENKIL: Uh... yeah, that's the plan!
TENZ: Sheesh!
Panel Three
CAPTION: AFTER TENZIL'S FATHER AND BROTHER LEAVE...
Tenzil pops in to check on his mom...
TENZIL: You alright, mom?
TENZ'S MOM: Do you know anything about Grandin Gender Reversal Disease? I think I might have a touch of it...
Panel Four TENZIL: Uh... I dunno. Look, I'm going over to Taryn's for a little while. You be okay while I'm gone?
TENZ'S MOM: I guess. I'll just vid-phone you if I need to go to the medi-center...
Panel Five At Taryn's house, the three sit around the kitchen table...
TENZIL: So, guys, we all ready to plan my big campaign?
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NOTE TO LASH: I've decided to make Tenz's mother a crazy hypochondriac. We can go back and rewrite eariler scenes to make them consistant with this.
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