*a hot blonde chick lies in bed, a digital clock reads 4:29.
Panel 2
*clock reads 4:30, an alarm sounds*
Panel 3
*the hot blonde chick rises wearily*
Panel 4
*she stretches, breasts prominent*
Panel 5
hot blonde, to reader: Another day, another dump truck.
[ July 10, 2004, 10:10 PM: Message edited by: MLLASH ]
Posted by Leap Year Lass on :
quote:Originally posted by MLLASH:
*a hot blonde chick likes in bed, a digital clock reads 4:29.
Likes what?
This isn't an all-ages project, is it?
Posted by MLLASH on :
PAGE 2
Panel 1
*hot blonde in shower*
Hot blonde: Everyone always asks me why I didn't become an actress or a model.
Panel 2
*hot blonde getting dressed*
Hot blonde: I mean, let's be honest, with a face and body like this, I SHOULD have, right?
Panel 3
*hot blonde putting on makeup*
Hot blonde: WRONG. Sometimes you have to follow your heart, and my heart has always led me...
Panel 4
*exiting home*
Hot blonde: ...to the street.
Panel 5
*getting in convertible*
Hot blonde: My name is Brenda Fleer. I collect garbage for a living. AND a hobby.
Posted by MLLASH on :
PAGE 3
Panel 1
*driving down expressway*
Brenda: Can you imagine how horrified my family was when I was hired by the Department of Sanitation?
Panel 2
*flashback*
Brenda's Dad: I don't think I heard you right.
Brenda: I'm going to be a garbage girl.
Brenda's Mom: Couldn't you just pick up a nice heroin habit instead?
Panel 3
*driving*
Brenda: Eventually, they came to terms with it... I guess. We never, EVER mention it anymore.
Panel 4
*pulling up into Dept of Sanitation HQ*
Brenda: The JOB part of my garbage collecting is about to begin.
Panel 5
*entering building*
Brenda: The HOBBY part comes... after hours.
Posted by MLLASH on :
PAGE 4
Panel 1
*Brenda enters breakroom*
caption: I work with some really nice guys... and more than a few putzes.
panel 2
*a very large black man approaches Brenda*
captions: Here's one of the sweeties.
Brenda: Hi, Bobo!
Panel 3
Bobo: Yo, baby-- cut the shizzle! When're you and me gonna get down to the tizzle?
Panel 4
Brenda: Oh, Bobo! You KNOW I only date skinny men!
Panel 5
*tickling Bobo*
Brenda: And you're chunk-style, aren't you, Bobo? *tee hee!*
Bobo: *chuckle* There's an awful lot of me to love.
Panel 6
Brenda: And I'm afraid I'm not woman enough for the task! So, what part of town do we have today?
Bobo: Orange Mound.
Panel 7
Brenda: Good!
Posted by Cobalt Kid on :
I'd dish out extra for this!
Posted by MLLASH on :
So I should go prestige format, you think?
PAGE 5
Panel 1
Bobo: "Good"? You so crazy! Orange Mound ain't nothing but a junkyard, full o' rats!
Panel 2
*Brenda suiting up in uniform*
Brenda: And I wouldn't have it any other way.
Panel 3
Bobo: You wanna drive?
Brenda: I never want to drive.
Panel 4
Bobo: I know-- I just don't GET you, girl-- why you wanna haul trash, a fine white lady like you?
Panel 5
Brenda: Oh, you know, just keeping it real.
Bobo: Mmmhmm.
Posted by MLLASH on :
PAGE 6
Panel 1
*Brenda and Bobo hanging onto back of garbage truck*
caption: I never drive. EVER.
Panel 2
*Brenda dragging a garbage receptacle to dump truck*
caption: If I drove, I wouldn't be able to see the garbage. I'd miss things. Important things.
Panel 3
*opens garbage receptacle*
caption: Like the people that live here... someone's been ill... maybe deathly ill...
Panel 4
*shows contents of trash can*
caption: Adult diapers, empty antibiotic prescription bottles... statements from the health clinic...
Panel 5
*Brenda dumping the trash can*
caption: The garbage tells me its secrets, and then I throw it away. But I remember the secrets. I always remember.
Posted by MLLASH on :
PAGE 7
Panel 1
*Bobo and Brenda enter breakroom*
Bobo: I'm feeling mighty fine 'cause its lunch time!
Panel 2
Brenda: Now, Bobo-- you have a salad with me today, okay?
Bobo: Salad? You trippin'! I'm having me a double cheeeeeseburger!
Panel 3
*as Bobo exits, Brenda sits down with her salad*
Panel 4
*ominous shadows approach Brenda*
Panel 5
*she looks up*
Brenda: Oh! It's you...
Panel 6
Brenda: Hello, Gregory. Hello, Catfish.
caption: And these 2 were definitely of the "putz" persuasion.
Posted by MLLASH on :
PAGE 8
Panel 1
Brenda: To what do I owe this pleasure?
Gregory *to Catfish*: Go find Bobo. Let him know you'll be filling in for Ms. Fleer the rest of the day.
Panel 2
Brenda: What...!!?
Panel 3
Gregory: Don't raise your voice, Ms. Fleer. That would seem... insubordinate.
Panel 4
Brenda: Don't you "insubordinate" me! Why are you pulling me from my shift?
Panel 5
Gregory: Take a few minutes. Finish your salad. Then report to my office, Ms. Fleer.
Panel 6
*Gregory walking away from table*
Brenda: But, what...
Gregory: My office. When you're done with lunch, of course.
Posted by MLLASH on :
PAGE 9
Panel 1
Bobo: What's the problem, Brenda? Catfish said he's finishing out today for you.
Brenda: I don't know. Gregory wants me in his office.
Panel 2
Bobo: Mmm hmmm. That ain't the only place he wants you.
Brenda: I know. Hold up a bit before you head back out, Bobo.
Panel 3
Bobo: Why?
Brenda: Because I'll be going back out with you.
Panel 4
Bobo: Damn! You are the most dedicated-est to trash collecting white lady I ever did see!
Panel 5
Brenda: *kissing Bobo on cheek* Thanks, sweetie! I won't be long, now.
panel 6
Bobo: *calling out as Brenda exits* Don't you do nothin' to get yourself in trouble, girl!
Brenda: I won't!
Posted by MLLASH on :
PAGE 10
Panel 1
*Brenda enters Gregory's office*
Gregory: Ah, Ms. Fleer.
Brenda: Let's cut the crap, Gregory. What's going on here?
Panel 2
Gregory: Now Ms. Fleer... you have been a MOST dedicated employee for the Department of Sanitation.
Brenda: I know.
Panel 3
Gregory: In the four years you've been employed, you've been Employee of the Month multiple times. You have NEVER missed or been tardy for a shift.
Brenda: And I never will, if I can at all help it... including my afternoon shift TODAY.
Panel 4
Gregory: So it's unlikely I would be able to convince you to accept a promotion?
Brenda: To work in this office? VERY unlikely. I like working the street.
Panel 5
Gregory: What if, by accepting the promotion, it would mean an advancement and salary increase for your good friend Bobo? He'd be able to buy some lavish gowns for that weekend burlesque show of his.
Panel 6
*Brenda, looking irritated*
caption: DAMN him.
Brenda: Look... let me go back out with Bobo this afternoon... and he and I will talk this over.
Panel 7
Gregory: An excellent idea, Ms. Fleer. Send Catfish to my office, will you?
Brenda: Certainly. And I'll see you at the end of the day
Posted by MLLASH on :
PAGE 11
Panel 1
*Brenda & Bobo on back of garbage truck, both giggling*
Bobo: "Weekend Burlesque Show"? And all this time I thought it was just regular ol' drag! There IS such a thing as too much education.
Brenda: God! Gregory has got to have the world's biggest ROD up his butt!
Panel 2
Bobo: What you trying to say about Gregory there, Brenda?
Brenda: Oh, I'm not saying he's gay... he doesn't have to be what with that permanently wedged rod!
Panel 3
Bobo: You ain't right!
Brenda: Never claimed to be. But seriously, Bobes... what do you REALLY think about it...?
Panel 4
Bobo: Look, sure a raise would be nice, but I make out just fine already... and they're gonna give me my yearly increase anyway in a few months... and I can't imagine not having you around every day...
Panel 4
Brenda: You are TOO sweet...
Bobo: So what I'm trying to say is, DON'T DARE do it on my account.
Panel 5
Brenda: You're a good friend, Bobo.
Bobo: Remember that and bring extra money next time you come see my "burlesque show"!
Panel 6
*Bobo and Brenda giggling again*
Posted by MLLASH on :
PAGE 12
Panel 1
*shot of cityscape*
caption: Night falls over Memphis.
Panel 2
*shot of Brenda's convertible*
caption: I love this city, really I do. But I hate it too.
Panel 3
*passes by a drag queen prostitute*
caption: it's so... dirty.
Panel 4
*Brenda's car parking outside a dark warehouse*
caption: So I do what I can to tidy it up.
Panel 5
*shot of Brenda's feet approaching warehouse door*
caption: This is where the "hobby" part comes in...
Posted by MLLASH on :
PAGE 13
*full-page splash of Brenda in full TRASH LASS gear & costume, kicking door in*
Trash Lass: Avon calling!
Posted by MLLASH on :
PAGE 14
Panel 1
caption: Unlike the garbage I haul off as my job, human trash is much more predictable.
Hood # 1: GUN her!
Panel 2
caption: ALWAYS with the guns.
*Trash Lass shields herself from bullets with her garbage-lid shield*
Panel 3
Hood # 2: NO way! The bullets bounce off!
Panel 4
*Trash Lass punches hood*
Trash Lass: Too bad YOU don't have a sheild!
Panel 5
Hood # 3: What's yer damage, lady? You bought some bad stuff? We'll make it up to ya... we got the primo a-list uncut here!
Panel 6
Trash Lass: You offend me. Your Meth Lab is closing for renovations, punk!
Posted by MLLASH on :
PAGE 15
Panel 1
off-panel voice: Not so fast, Trash Lass!
Trash Lass: ...huh...?
Panel 2
*Trash Lass is blasted with a thick white liquid*
Trash Lass: Unnnnhh!!!
Panel 3
*Trash Lass on floor, covered in goop*
Trash Lass: WHO the--!
Panel 4
*3 villains stand revealed*
villain # 1 is a skinny freaky-looking bald albino dude with a skin condition.
villain # 2 is a sort of human rat.
villain # 3 is a woman in a chicken costume.
Pustule: I would advise against attempting to get up, dear Trash Lass. Any sudden moves might frighten my friend Vermin here.
Hen-Pecker: You gonna talk her to death, Pustule, or do I get to peck? BCAW!!
Panel 5
Pustule: All in due time, my dear Hen-Pecker. But first, the lovely Trash Lass and I are going to have a chat.
Posted by MLLASH on :
PAGE 16
Panel 1
*hurls sheild*
Trash Lass: I think not, freako!
Panel 2
*Vermin plucks shield in mid-hurl before it strikes Pustule*
Panel 3
Trash Lass: UH oh.
Panel 4
Hen-Pecker: She's impudent, Boss! She needs a good pecking! BCAW!
Pustule: Yes, yes, my dear, impudent. But not all problems can be solved by pecking your foe to death.
Panel 5
Trash Lass: I dunno 'bout that... it might improve your skin condition...
Panel 6
Pustule: Hm. Hen-Pecker, I've changed my mind. CLUCK HER!!!
Hen-Pecker: BCAW!!!!! Posted by MLLASH on :
PAGE 17
Panel 1
*Hen-Pecker attacks Trash Lass*
Hen-Pecker: Must peck! Will peck! BCAW!
Trash Lass: You're joking, right?
Panel 2
*Hen-Pecker bites Trash Lass' arm with her faux beak*
Trash Lass: YoooOOOwwtch!
Panel 3
*Trash Lass punches HP with her other fist*
Trash Lass: That hurt!!
Hen-Pecker: BCAWWWW!
Panel 4
*Trash Lass kicks HP in the face*
Trash Lass: Stupid chicken woman!
Panel 5
*Trash Lass lifts HP over her head*
Trash Lass: I'll learn you to cluck me!
Panel 6
*Trash Lass hurls Hen-Pecker, who smashes into Vermin*
Posted by MLLASH on :
PAGE 18
Panel 1
Trash Lass: Looks, like it's just you and me now, zit-face.
Pustule: That's PUSTULE, woman... and you would do well to remember it. My allies and I are part of the NEW power in town.
Panel 2
Trash Lass: New power...?
Pustule: Indeed! The times, they are a-changing, Trash Lass! This city's going down the drain and into the sewer--
Panel 3
*Trash Lass leaps*
Trash Lass: Not if I can help it...!
Panel 4
*Pustule blasts TL with his pus ray*
Pustule: But you CANNOT help it!
Panel 5
Pustule: G.A.R.B.A.G.E. has seen to that! We will NOT be stopped, Trash Lass!
Trash Lass: Garbage WILL be stopped! It's tossed and hauled away, just like I'm going to do to YOU!
Pustule: Ha, ha, ha! You threaten me while you lie trapped in my pus. You amuse me!
Panel 6
*both Pustule & Trash Lass are startled by a loud CRASH!*
Posted by MLLASH on :
PAGE 19
Panel 1
*large panel revealing just who has crashed the party; it is a large man dressed in drag, heavy makeup*
Panel 2
Pustule: And what are YOU supposed to be...?
drag queen: The boss sent me! I'm the Savage She-He!
Panel 3
Trash Lass thoughts: There's something mighty familiar about that drag queen.
Panel 4
*Pustule offers hand to shake*
Pustule: Well, She-He... it's a pleasure to make your lovely acquaintance...
Panel 5
*She-He punches Pustule*
She-He: Is it still a pleasure, Priss-tule?
Panel 6
*She-He helping TL up*
She-He: C'mon, Trash Lass... we gotta hightail it 'fore they wake up! Damn, these heels are KILLIN' me!
Trash Lass thoughts: Ohmigosh... that COULDN'T be... could it...?
[ January 17, 2009, 10:07 AM: Message edited by: MLLASH ]
Posted by MLLASH on :
PAGE 20
Panel 1
Trash Lass: Many thanks for the assist, citizen... but before I depart, I must notify the authorities!
Panel 2
She-He: DONE already! I called 911 when I spotted you entering this building... now let's book! You know the coppers 'round here'd just as soon lock you up as the Human Boil over there!
Panel 3
*the 2 exit the building -- poilce cars can be seen in the distance*
Panel 4
She-He: Well, my work here is done, and I've got a show to do! Gotta run... nice to meet you, see you in the morn... uhh, I mean see you around sometime!
Panel 5
*She-He disappears into the night as TL looks on*
Panel 6
Trash Lass thoughts: I wonder if other super-heroines have a gaurdian drag-queen?
Posted by MLLASH on :
PAGE 21
Panel 1
*Trash Lass ducks into an alleyway*
caption: Guess I better avoid the coppers.
Panel 2
caption: I'll hide out here until it's safe to get to my car...
Panel 3
*police leading out the hoods and the super-criminals*
Pustule: BAH! G.A.R.B.A.G.E. will have us back out on the street by tomorrow!
Hen-Pecker: BCAW!
Cop: Yeah yeah yeah.
Panel 4
*TL watching*
caption: Hauled away, like the garbage they are! Excellent!
Panel 5
*TL makes her way to her car*
Posted by MLLASH on :
PAGE 22
Panel 1
*TL driving convertible, removing mask*
caption: I can't help but be concerned about Pustule's claims of a "new power"...
Panel 2
*driving, different angle*
caption: I could be in for a rough time of it...
Panel 3
*driving, different angle*
caption: But it would appear I've got allies of my own.
Panel 4
*rear view of car*
caption: Well... ONE ally, anyway...
credits/title across bottom:
GIVE A HOOT!
Next Issue Blurb:
TRASH LASS only *thought* the streets of Memphis were dirty! Wait until she must face... "The REVOLT of the BOY GARBAGEMEN!!" Trash Lass, Girl Garbage Collector # 2 coming SOON!
Posted by MLLASH on :
TRASH LASS, GIRL GARBAGE COLLECTOR # 2
PAGE 1
*splash page of Brenda in shower, shampooing hair; her naughty bits are obscured by strategically placed steam*
caption: I'm gonna wash that pus right out of my hair, wash that pus right out of my hair and send it on its way!
credits/title along bottom:
REVOLT of the BOY GARBAGEMEN! Posted by MLLASH on :
PAGE 2
Panel 1
*Brenda towelling off*
caption: Last night's battle with Pustule, Hen-Pecker and Vermin has my nerves so shot I'm thinking in plot synopses!
Panel 2
*Brenda towel-drying hair*
caption: And I sure was lucky to have foundan ally like the Savage She-He... even though there's something really familiar about him. Or her.
Panel 3
*Brenda wrapped in towel, blow-drying hair*
caption: But there's little time to worry about it now... I've got to get to work!
Panel 4
caption: Meanwhile, in deep space... a colossal meteor barrels on an unerring path toward Earth!
Panel 5
*meteor approaching earth*
caption: As the earthlings go on about their humdrum lives, they are blissfully unaware of the celestial doom that approaches their planet at breakneck speed!
Panel 6
caption: And speaking of humdrum lives, let's check in at the Memphis Department of Sanitation office...
*scene shows a rather dowdy woman sitting at a desk, with a name-plate that reads JOSIE PICKLES, Secretary
Josie: *Sigh*
Posted by MLLASH on :
PAGE 3
Panel 1
Gregory *from his office*: JOSIE!! Stop that annoying sighing and fetch me some coffee!
Josie: *sigh* Yes, boss.
Panel 2
*Josie approaches coffee maker*
caption: How did it come to this?
Panel 3
*pouring coffee*
caption: You weren't always fat, plain and boring. There once was a time boys liked you...
Panel 4
*Adding sugar to coffee*
caption: Yet somehow you allowed yourself to come to this. Put-upon secretary for a former garbageman.
Panel 5
*appraoching Gregory's Office, Door reads GREGORY PEGUES, Department of Sanitation*
caption: And you can't even bring yourself to pee in his coffee for not realizing how much you...
Panel 6
*entering office*
Gregory: It's ABOUT freaking TIME. Now quit dydreaming and get back to work. I want those budget reports typed by lunch!
Josie: Yes, Mr. Pegues.
Posted by MLLASH on :
PAGE 4
Panel 1
*Brenda punching in, looking a little frazzled*
Panel 2
random garbageman: Check it, Brenda-- you was almost LATE!
Brenda: I know... only 1 minute early today...
Panel 3
*Brenda enters breakroom; lots of co-workers sitting about*
caption: Hmm. No Bobo. Where could he...?
Panel 4
*commotion outside*
off-panel voice: Outta my WAY, big man COMING THROUGH!
Brenda caption: Bobo!
Panel 5
*Brenda pokes head out of breakroom*
Brenda: Bobo! I was was getting worried about you...!
Bobo: Dang, girl, I'm only 5 minutes late... *owwwWWW!*
Panel 6
Brenda: WHat IS it...?
Bobo: My EVERYthing. It's KILLIN' me. I, uhhh... was getting a little bit TOO acrobatic in my show last night... damn, my FEET...!
Posted by MLLASH on :
PAGE 5
Panel 1
Brenda: Well, you better get it together. You know what rounds we have to make today!
Bobo: Yeah, I know... Central Gardens. Stuck-up punks!
Panel 2
Brenda: Bobo!!
Bobo: Well, they is stuck up! You know they is, Brenda.
Brenda: Well... yeah. But at least that community does the best job at recycling.
Panel 3
Bobo: That's 'cause all those no-working housewives don't have nothing better to do.
Brenda: You're impossible.
Bobo: I'm right, too.
Brenda: I won't deny that.
Panel 4
*shot of meteor approaching earth*
caption: Meanwhile, as Brenda and Bobo pointlessly chatter, they remain unaware that things are about to get wacky...
Panel 5
*meteor enters earth's atmosphere, begins to burn up*
caption: Fortunately, much of the strange space-meteor's mass begins to burn away as it enters earth's atmosphere!
Panel 6
*shot of meteor, much much smaller now, approaching Dept of Sanitation*
caption: So much, that it's arrival on earth will go completely unnoticed...
Panel 7
*shot of tiny meteor crashing through Josie's office window, smacking her in the face*
caption: By all but one...
Posted by Star Boy on :
Weird! Wild! I'm lovin' it!
(Edited to add: I hope this isn't an insult - some would find it so, but take it in the spirit given - but your writing really reminds me of Giffen's stuff, from what I've read of it... That blend of understated humour and slapstick is great. I saw all the art in this as drawn by someone shameless like that guy that draws Danger Girl. Campbell?)
[ March 13, 2005, 09:16 PM: Message edited by: Star Boy ]
Posted by MLLASH on :
Wayne... as a HUGE fan of Giffen, you have made my DAY. Wow, I could kiss you!
And J. Scott Campbell is welcome to draw Trash Lass anytime he wants!
I encourage readers to envision these scripts in the art style of their choice!
[ March 14, 2005, 05:39 PM: Message edited by: MLLASH ]
Posted by High Priestess Viviane on :
Ok, I just finished reading this last night. It's fantastic, I have to admit, I was feeling icky after reading Pustule's powers, but that's because I just hate pus...ghahh...but the story is great and I love the Savage She-He. Great stuff, Lash!
Posted by MLLASH on :
Thanks, Viv! I kinda think the Savage She-He is pretty groovy too!
I'm going to see what I can do about getting the rest of issue # 2 knocked out ASAP.
Posted by MLLASH on :
PAGE 6
Panel 1
*Josie Pickles is now bathed in eerie glow*
Josie: OOOoowwwWWWch!
Panel 2
Josie: What the HELL was THAT?
Panel 3
Josie: And why do I feel so... odd?
Panel 4
Gregory, off-panel: JOSIE!!!!!!!
Panel 5
Josie thought-caption: Crap!
Posted by MLLASH on :
PAGE 7
Panel 1
*Gregory bursting into Josie's office*
Gregory: What the hell is going on here! My window! It's broken! What have you done, you fat, stupid...
Panel 2
Josie: *sobbing* P... please, Mr. Pegues...
Panel 3
*scene depicts Gregory bathed in weird glow, eyes glassed over*
Panel 4
Gregory: *getting on knees* I... adore you... Miss Pickles... you are so...
Panel 5
caption: ...beautiful...
*scene depicts face-shot of Josie; her hair and clothes are dishevelled, her makeup is running and her face is bleeding from being hit by the meteor*
Josie: What?
Posted by MLLASH on :
PAGE 8
Panel 1
Gregory: Will... you... marry me?
Josie: Mr. Pegues! How I've longed to hear you--
Panel 2
Catfish: *entering office* Yo, Mr. Pegues, I--- what the crap--?
Panel 3
*depicts Catfish bathed in glow, glassy-eyed*
Panel 4
Catfish: Miss Pickles... I love you!
Panel 5
Josie: Something seems very not right here.
Panel 6
Gregory: If lovin' you is wrong...
Catfish: I don't wanna be right!
Posted by MLLASH on :
PAGE 9
Panel 1
caption: Meanwhile, back in the breakroom...
Brenda: Well, I guess we'd better get to it then.
Bobo: Waitaminnit.... somethin' ain't right... I feel... I feel...
Panel 2
Brenda: Bobo...? *concerned, touching his arm*
Panel 3
*Bobo pushes Brenda aside*
Panel 4
Brenda: BObo..! What are you---!
Panel 5
*depicts Brenda noticing Bobo and other co-workers, entranced, filing out of breakroom*
Panel 6
Brenda: Okay, something is WAY not right here.
Posted by MLLASH on :
PAGE 10
Panel 1
*Brenda waving her hand in front of random garbageman*
Brenda: HelLO!!
Panel 2
*random garbageman pushes her aside*
Random garbageman: You must... not... stand in the way... of my love!
Panel 3
Brenda: And if I do...?
Panel 4
other garbagemen: *turning to her, looking menacing* You will be... moved!
panel 5
Brenda: HooooKAY then. Fine, not blocking you, then. Wouldn't want to mess with love. Go on ahead.
Panel 6
Brenda caption: Good thing I keep extra gear in my locker here!
Posted by MLLASH on :
PAGE 11
Panel 1
caption: Elsewhere...
Shadowy figure: Bring those nincompoops in here at once!
man: Yessir!
Panel 2
*Pustule, Vermin and Hen-Pecker enter*
Hen-Pecker: BCAW!
Panel 3
Shadowy figure: I trust you three have no desire to return to jail anytime soon?
Pustule: No-sir! You can't realize how horrible jail is for someone who looks like me! Another night there and who knows who would have tried to make me their bee-yotch...!
panel 4
Shadowy figure: SILENCE, dolt!
Hen-Pecker: He's impudent, boss! Should I peck?
Panel 5
Shadowy figure: *sigh* I cannot believe you three are the most formidable omegas in Memphis...!
Panel 6
Pustule: To be fair Boss, Hen-Pecker isn't even an omega... she's just a retard in a chicken suit.
Panel 7
Hen-Pecker: *pecks Pustule's neck with faux beak* BCAW!! Posted by MLLASH on :
PAGE 12
Panel 1
Pustule: OWWWW! Keep away, you...!
Panel 2
Hen-Pecker: IMPUDENCE! Will PECK! BCAW
Panel 3
Shadowy figure: *sigh* Hen-Pecker! Pustule will be punished for his impudence later. For now, you must remember he is your boss...
Panel 4
Pustule: That's RIGHT!
Panel 5
Shadowy figure: For just one more night, unless he brings me the head of this Trash Lass!
Panel 6
Vermin: heh.
Pustule: gulp!
Hen-Pecker: BCAW!! Posted by MLLASH on :
PAGE 13
Panel 1
caption: meanwhile, back with the recently-mutated by space-meteorite radiation receptionist named Josie Pickles...
*scene depicts Dept of Sanitation employees (all male) fawning over Josie*
Panel 2
Josie thoughts: Well, a girl could certainly learn to like this...
Panel 3
Josie thoughts: ...though it seems strange that none of these guys ever cared anything about me before...
random male: *presents her with flowers* For you... Miss Pickles...
Panel 4
Josie thoughts: ...until, of course, that weird rock thingie crashed through the window and hit me. Hmmm... could these events be related? And...
Panel 5
Josie: ...do I really care?
Mr. Pegues: *giving her money* You are so lovely... a siren... a big siren...
Panel 6
Josie: "Big Siren"? I like it!
Posted by MLLASH on :
PAGE 14
Panel 1
*smallish panel at top left of page*
Josie: Bow before your Big Siren-- peons! *titter*
off-panel voice: The only bowing I'll be doing--
Panel 2 *rest of page splash panel*
Trash Lass: *standing all heroic-ey looking* --is to pick up the trash!
Josie/Big Siren: Who the--!
Posted by MLLASH on :
PAGE 15
Panel 1
Trash Lass: I'm Trash Lass-- and I'm here to make sure things stay clean!
Panel 2
Big Siren: The way you're dressed, it looks like you're more into dirt... WHORE!
Panel 3
Trash Lass: *shocked expression* thoughts: NO, she di-ent! That's mousy Josie Pickles everyone seems to be mesmerized by. And when did she get all the 'tude?
Panel 4
Mr. Pegues: Miss Pickles...
Big Siren: That's BIG SIREN-- you moron! *titter*
Panel 5
Mr. Pegues: One Billion Apologies, my love...
Big Siren: Accepted!
Mr. Pegues: ...but the sight of this woman enrages me!
Panel 6
*Big Siren turns from Gregory Pegues to face "camera"
Panel 7
*Closeup on Big Siren*
Big Siren: Then.... DESTROY HER!
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PAGE 16
Panel 1
*all the mesmerized sanitation workers advance upon Trash Lass menacingly*
Panel 2
Trash Lass: What a pickle!
Panel 3
*depicts Bobo looking all confused and stuff, no longer advancing with his co-workers toward Trash Lass
Panel 4
*Bobo shaking his head*
Panel 5
Bobo thoughts: What the dickens...!!
Panel 6
Bobo thoughts: Uh oh! Looks like Trash Lass is in another pickle-- with Josie Pickles!
Panel 7
*Bobo running out of room as Big Siren looks on*
Big Siren: Foolish mortal! You dare leave me in my time of need? You will PAY-- IN SPADES!
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PAGE 17
Panel 1
*Trash Lass side-steps a swing from a mesmerized garbageman*
TLass' thoughts: "Foolish mortal? Pay in spades?" Sounds like Josie... or Big Siren... is coming a little unhinged.
Panel 2
*TLass ducks a swing from Catfish*
TLass' thoughts: At least her mind-control or whatever it is seems to have slowed down everyone...
Panel 3
*TLass flips backwards from a few random garbagemen*
TLass' thoughts: ...but how do I stop them without hurting them? I know these people!
Panel 4
Big Siren: Idiots! Ninnies! Trained chimps could do better! Kill her! KILL her! KILL HER!!
panel 5
off-panel voice: Ahh, SHADDUP!
*Big Siren looks shocked*
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PAGE 18
*mimics layout of page 14*
Panel 1
*smallish panel at left top corner*
Big Siren: Who-- or WHAT-- are YOU?
Panel 2
*rest of page splash*
She-He: *mimics TLass pose from page 14* Men call me... THE SAVAGE SHE-HE!
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PAGE 19
Panel 1
Big Siren: Oh? And what do women call you?
Panel 2
She-He: *knocks out an attacking garbageman* Some not unlike you call me-- their worst nightmare!
Panel 3
Big Siren: Whatever. You're a MAN, underneath that tacky gown and glittery makeup-- and that means... you're MINE.
Panel 4
She-He: *smacks mesmerized garbageman with clutch* Sorry, baby... you don't do squat for the Savage She-He!
Panel 5
Trash Lass' thoughts: *fighting* Again that drag queen has appeared to save my hash! She's going to give me a complex or something!
Panel 6
Gregory Pegues: Big... Siren.... I hear... loud sirens...
Panel 7
Big Siren: The fuzz!
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PAGE 20
Panel 1
Big Siren: *pointing at Trash Lass and She-He* Advance on them, my mind-slaves, while your Big Siren makes good her escape!
*two garbagemen carrying Big Siren away*
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PAGE 21
Panel 1
Trash Lass: There's no way we can defeat all of these garbagemen, She-He!
She-He: Maybe we won't have to...
Panel 2
*mesmerized garbagemen looking woozy*
Panel 3
*mesmerized garbagemen collapsing*
Panel 4
Trash Lass: Well... that was fortunate...
She-Hee: Indeed...
Panel 5
She-He: *pointing* ...though this isn't.
Trash Lass: Oh, crap!
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PAGE 22
*page is a 9 panel grid... second panel of second row (Panel 5) features Trash Lass and She-He looking at various other panels (ala the Brady Bunch)
Each of the 8 other panels features a different police officer holding a gun.
All officers in all other 8 panels: FREEZE!
NEXT: You're going DOWN, Trash Lass!
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TRASH LASS, GIRL GARBAGE COLLECTOR # 3
PAGE 1
*depicts TL and She-He surrounded by officers, one of which is stating the title in an oversize dialogue-bubble:
"You're going DOWN, Trash Lass!" Posted by MLLASH on :
PAGE 2
Panel 1
Trash Lass: But we didn't DO anything...!
Panel 2
officer: We received a 911 call about a riot going on here! Hands to the sky!
Panel 3
caption: Dangit all!
*She-He raising hands*
Panel 4
*closeup on She-He's bracelet firing one of those grappling-cord thingies*
Panel 5
*She-He. embracing Trash Lass*
Panel 6
*She-He and Trash Lass rising as officers look on flabbergasted*
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PAGE 3
Panel 1
*She-He and Trash Lass stuck against the ceiling*
Panel 2
*Officers laughing*
Panel 3
Officer: Way to go, dumb-ass!
Panel 4
She-He: I guess I should have thought that through more.
Trash Lass: You tried, She-He... and for that I thank you.
Panel 5
officer: Now you two just, heh-- hang tight... heh heh... while we fetch a ladder and the tasers...
Panel 6
Trash Lass, caption: How will I ever explain this to my parents...?
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PAGE 4
Panel 1
*officers milling about*
random officer: "Hang tight"... you crack me up!
officer from page 3, panel 5: It just, y'know, CAME to me...!
Panel 2
*all officers (6 male, 2 female) stiffen*
Panel 3
Trash Lass *still hanging from ceiling with She-He*: uh oh... I've seen THAT before...!
Panel 4
She-He: *whispering* Don't say a word.
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PAGE 5
Panel 1
*Big Siren, along with the 2 garbagemen who carried her out last issue, enters*
Big Siren: It is I-- BIG SIREN-- returned to enact my reven-- Huh?
Panel 2
Big Siren: Wow, there's a lot of police here now...
Panel 3
female officer: You are... so stunning...
Panel 4
Big Siren: *surprised* What?!?
Panel 5
other female officer: I... love you...
first female officer: I love you... even more...
Panel 6
Big Siren: Ooooooh! I get it... *titter* it's a 'Cagney and Lacey' thing...
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PAGE 6
Panel 1
Big Siren: And what about you boy cops? Anyone playing for the other team?
Panel 2
*one officer-- very handsome-- shaking his head as if trying to wake up*
Panel 3
handsome officer: Lady, who the hell are--
Panel 4
Big Siren: SHOOT HIM, SLAVES!
Panel 5
*other 7 officers shoot handsome officer*
Panel 6
*Trash Lass and She-He, still hanging above, horrified expressions*
TL caption: Good God!
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PAGE 7
Panel 1
Big Siren: Obviously that blonde whore and her disgusting female-impersonating ally have fled.
Panel 2
*Big Siren notices Greg Pegues among the still-unconscious Sanitation workers*
Panel 3
Big Siren: *to her 2 still-mesmerized garnagemen* YOU TWO! Carry Mr Pegues with us!
Garbagemen: Yes, my Siren!
Panel 4
Big Siren: *to officers* And you lot-- I've always wanted a police escort!
officer: We will ensure your safety, oh gorgeous one!
Panel 5
Big Siren: See that you do, idiot! Let us be away! I must plot my revenge against those that attacked me!
caption: My mind-slaves from before... all unconscious... lesbian women, also subject to my will-- this weird power has so many variables and unknowns I still must learn about! All in due time, I suppose...
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PAGE 8
Panel 1
*B.Siren & others exiting*
Big Siren: Hurry up, morons! You will find me somewhere lavish to rest up for... REVENGE!
Panel 2
*door slamming shut*
Panel 3
*shot of unconscious Sanitation workers*
Panel 4
*shot of dead police officer*
Panel 5
*shot of Trash Lass and She-He, still dangling against the ceiling*
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PAGE 9
Panel 1
Trash Lass: We need to get down from here!
Panel 2
She-He: Can do... going down!
Panel 3
*She-He and Trash Lass land as grappling-cord bracelet extends again*
Panel 4
Trash Lass: This-- this is a disASTER! That officer was gunned down in cold blood...! And how the hell did the officers even KNOW... even GET HERE so fast...?
Panel 5
She-He: *trying to revive Catfish* That's... that's my fault... I made the 911 call... Told them that an omega-heroine named Trash Lass was in trouble... I thought I was trying to help, but...
Panel 6
Trash Lass: Who ASKED for your help? I sure didn't! And now that officer is dead... the police know Trash Lass EXISTS...! Oh, and I suppose we shouldn't neglect to mention all the people KIDNAPPED by Big Siren! Way to HELP, She-He.
She-He: *obviously distressed* I'm... I'm sorry...!
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PAGE 10
Panel 1
Catfish: *oooOOooooh*
She-He: He's waking up!
Panel 2
Trash Lass: They ALL are-- thank God!
Panel 3
*shot of various Sanitation officers stirring*
Panel 4
Trash Lass: I've gotta go! I've got to take a shower-- wash the stink of this... this awful mess off of me and figure out what to do next!
Panel 5
She-He: But, TL...!
Trash Lass: I'm sorry too, She-He... but I've got to go. Shower. Shower.
Panel 6
*door slams*
She-He: Trash Lass!
caption: Well, shoot. Guess I better re-Bobofy before everyone comes fully to.
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PAGE 11
*full page splash, a shower scene; lots of steam but some long blonde hair should be visible*
white caption: You tellin' me she even showers in it...?
brown caption: Yeah...
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PAGE 12
Panel 1
*Henpecker, in full chicken costume sopping wet, emerges from shower
Henpecker: BCAW!
Panel 2
Pustule: That's just... gross, y'know? Weird.
Vermin: Like we should talk.
Panel 3
*Henpecker enters room, has towel now draped around herself/chicken costume, and a towel wrapped around the head of her chicken costume*
Henpecker: You two aren't saying anything impudent, are you? BCAW!
Pustule: Of course not. Just watching the news.
Panel 4
*TV Screen*
reporter: ...we spoke with city of Memphis Sanitation employee Catfish Thompson about this morning's events...
Panel 5
*TV screen*
Catfish: It was a big mess, I tell ya-- that fat Pickles did it... and now G.P.'s gone, and that hot white girl too! Pickles got 'em!
Panel 6
*TV screen*
Reporter: And in answer, all brands of all pickles have been recalled from the tri-state area. We repeat-- avoid any and all pickles until further notice. Back to you, Gwen...
Panel 5
Henpecker: Put that on America's Next Top Model! Unless you want to be pecked! BCAW!
Pustule: Fine, but hurry and dry yourself. We have a caper to pull tonight... and from what I hear, the one we're going after is drowning in impudence!
Panel 6
Henpecker: Must peck! WILL peck! BCAW!
Pustule: Oh there will be much pecking... much pecking indeed...
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PAGE 13
Panel 1
TV Screen: Thank you, Tim. Despite today's happenings, regular garbage pickup is scheduled to resume this week. And now it's time for action weather with Dave Brown...
Panel 2
caption: And, in her midtown apartment, Brenda Fleer AKA Trash Lass has just witnessed the same news broadcast...
*Brenda in robe, having just showered*
pink caption: Catfish's memories were too fogged to explain himself clearly... and no mention of Trash Lass. That's good.
Panel 3
*Brenda rising*
pink caption: But the way I spoke to She-He... that's NOT good.
Panel 4
*in bedroom*
pink caption: Maybe I'll pay Bobo a visit tonight at his... night job. I need to apologize.
Panel 5
*Brenda dressing*
pink caption: And I need to talk to him about the Big Siren situation. We've got a boss to rescue.
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PAGE 14
Panel 1
caption: suburbia...
*depicts a nice home; 4 police cars parked in front*
Panel 2
*pictures a regular car pulling up to house*
Panel 3
*picutres a lady in car that has pulled up*
caption: Oh, DAMN it!
Panel 4
*lady exiting car*
caption: If Joey's brought all his meathead friend over AGAIN to watch the game, expecting ME to cook for 'em all after working all day...
Panel 5
*opening front door*
caption: ...I'll KILL him!
Panel 6
*front door closed*
word balloon from house: NNNNnnOOOOOOOO!
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PAGE 15
Panel 1
Big Siren: Excellent, my mesmerized minion!
male officer: Thank you... my love.
Panel 2
*shot of lady, lying dead*
word balloon (Big Siren's): Now dispose of her corpse... put it in the attic or soemthing... I don't want to have to look at it!
Panel 3
Big Siren: (to her 2 garbagemen, now shirtless and wearing shorty-shorts) Come with me, it's time to visit Mr. Pegues.
garbageman: yes... ma'am...
Panel 4
*the 3 entering a bedroom*
Big Siren: Mr. Pegues, sir? It's me, Josie...
Panel 5
*ropes lie loosely on an empty bed*
panel 6
big Siren: *enraged* FIND HIM, YOU FOOLS! FIND HIM AND BRING HIM TO ME!
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PAGE 16
Panel 1
*shot of Crossroads, the bar Bobo performs in*
caption: Good old Crossroads...
Panel 2
*Brenda exiting her convertible*
caption: So glammed up since those new owners took over...
Panel 3
Bartender: Stella? Stella Longstocking?
brenda: Excuse me?
Panel 4
Bartender: My bad... you reminded me of someone who used to work here... what'll you have?
Brenda: Diet coke, please. And I'm actually looking for someone who does work here... Bobo Jones?
Panel 5
Bartender: I don't know any Bobo.
Brenda: Jenny Tellya.
Panel 6
Bartender: Jenny? Oh, she's in the dressing room... first show's about to start!
Panel 7
Brenda: Good, good...
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PAGE 17
Panel 1
*shot of stage*
announcement from speaker: It's showtime here at Crossraods-- And now, the femme of fame, the gal with no shame-- JENNY TELLYA!
Panel 2
*Bobo as Jenny enters stage, carrying mic*
Panel 3
Bobo/Jenny: Oh, ya'll so crazy. I gots plenty of shame, Mama made sure of that!
Panel 4
*audience, including Brenda, giggling*
Panel 5
Bobo/Jenny: Let's open the show with a little number by a lady whose very last name destined her for greatness... Gloria GAYYYYYYnor!
Panel 6
*deptics a bright flash of light onstage beside Bobo/Jenny*
Bobo/Jenny: What the---!
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PAGE 18
Panel 1
*Vermin, Pustule and Henpecker along with a fourth female are now standing onstage*
Panel 2
*Bobo/Jenny is engulfed with pus*
Bobo/Jenny: GROSS..!
Panel 3
*Brenda rushes stage*
Brenda Back off, freaks...!
Panel 4
*Vermin punches Brenda*
Panel 5
Henpecker: BCAW! That's the way to treat the impudent, Vermin!
Vermin: Yeah...
Panel 6
Pustule: We have him... her... whatever! Snatch, let us beggone!
Panel 7
The Snatch: Gather closely...
Panel 8
*light flash envelops the 4 and Bobo/Jenny*
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PAGE 19
Panel 1
*stage is now empty*
Panel 2
*audience looks shocked*
Panel 3
*audience now clapping, smiling*
random patron: WOW-- Jenny went all-OUT for that! Drag and magic... cool!
patron, in response: They even brought back Stella Longstocking for it!
Panel 4
*Brenda, on floor rubbing face*
Panel 5
*Brenda, exiting*
pink caption: Well, THIS sucks!
patron: Bye, Stella!
Panel 6
*Brenda getting in car*
pink caption: They've made the mistake of their damned lives now!
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PAGE 20
Panel 1
caption: and back in suburbia...
officer: Mr. Pegues is... not in this house... mon cherie...
Panel 2
Big Siren: You stupid dumb apes let him get away! Well, he couldn't have gotten far! Hurry UP! Everyone to the Siren-Mobiles! We must find him!
Panel 3
*living room window smashed into by soldiers*
Big Siren: EEEEEK!
Panels 4 and 5
*soldiers shooting all officers and the two entranced garbagemen*
Panel 6
*Big Siren, cowering*
word balloon: UP, sow!
Big Siren: You... you are in my power...!
Panel 7
*soldiers unmask, revealing females*
Soldier: Not us! Now get UP!
Panel 8
Big Siren: Aren't... ANY of you lesbians?
Panel 9
*Big Siren kicked in face*
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PAGE 21
Panel 1
*Brenda's covertible pulls up to her highrise*
pink caption: They've stepped over the line now!
Panel 2
*Brenda enters apartment*
pink caption: I'm going to find them...
panel 3
*bedroom door closes*
pink caption: ...and I'm going to...
Panel 4
*bedroom door opening*
pink caption: ...kick their...
Panel 5
pink caption: ...ASSES!
*panel depicts Trash Lass in different, all-badass costume*
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PAGE 22
Panel 1
*A lightflash signals the arrival of the agents of G.A.R.B.A.G.E. with the captured She-He*
Panel 2
Pustule: Success, boss! We have the one called... Savage She-He!
Panel 3
Shadowy figure: I see enlisting the aid of my old ally The Snatch was a very good idea.
The Snatch: My aid is yours whenevr you ask. Farewell for now.
Panel 4
*lightflash, the Snatch fades*
She-He: What do you bastards want ME for...?
Panel 5
*Henpecker pecks She-He with beak*
Henpecker: SILENCE, impudent one! Right, boss?
Panel 6
Shadowy figure: *sigh* Right, Henpecker. Now, my dear She-He... once my contacts were able to piece together just who you were, I knew G.A.R.B.A.G.E. could USE you...
Panel 7
She-He: For WHAT?
Shadowy firgure: Why, for bait, dear...
Panel 8
*shaodwy figure is revealed; it is Gregory Pegues, smiling smugly*
Mr. Pegues: ...bait to capture... TRASH LASS!
NEXT ISSUE BLURB!
What the HELL is going on here?
You don't want to miss next issue, where at least SOME of it will be explained in: "Here there be... ORIGINS!"
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TRASH LASS GGC # 4
PAGE 1
*splash page, depicts The Homies in battle stances*
caption: The year 1997...
The Snatch: Maybe I'd better get us out of here...!
Homeboy: NO way, Snatch! Don't dare 'port us out... this is the score of a lifetime!
Doubledare: TWICE the score, Homeboy! We net this freakshow for the public and raid her treasure for us!
Freaksmasher: Yeah, Doubledare, she's a freakshow alright... and Freaksmasher's gonna bust 'er up!
GoodBad Girl: Ick! I'm not going NEAR her!
Homeboy: You don't have to with YOUR ability, GoodBad Girl...
*credits/title along bottom: HERE THERE BE ORIGINS! Posted by MLLASH on :
PAGE 2
Panel 1
*Junebug, blood from corner of mouth, looking all fearsome; the corpse of an eaten-on victim should be visible*
Junebug: Yum! I don't recall ordering McNuggets but I appreciate the delivery!
Panel 2
Homeboy *looking all mad*: It's time to pay for your crimes, Junebug!
Panel 3
*Homeboy looking shocked/scared*
Panel 4
*Junebug is on him, taking a bite out of... wherever*
Homeboy: ArrrrRRRrrgh!
Panel 5
*Freaksmasher punches Junebug away from Homeboy*
Freaksmasher: Get OFFA him, bitch!
Panel 6
*a piece of Homeboy's flesh hanging from mouth*
Junebug: DeeeeeLISH.
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PAGE 3
Panel 1
*the Snatch and GoodBad Girl have come to aid Homeboy in foreground; Junebug & F-Smasher fighting in rear view*
Snatch: Tear off a piece of your cloak, we gotta stop that bleeding...!
GoodBad Girl: ...SO GROSS...!!!
Homeboy: ...urrrk...
Panel 2
*Doubledare to GB Girl*
DDare: For God's sake, Hannah, SWITCH her! SWITCH her!
Panel 3
GoodBad Girl: I already TRIED! The second we GOT here, like I always DO! It doesn't WORK on her... she's immune! TOO evil...!
Homeboy: ...uuurhhhh...
Panel 4
Freaksmasher: Hey, @$$holes! A little help here?
panel 5
*Junebug finally getting a bite of Freaksmasher*
F-Smasher: AAAAAAHHHHH!
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PAGE 4
Panel 1
*Freaksmasher collapses in front of Junebug*
Panel 2
Doubledare: NOOOOOOOOOOO!
Panel 3
*Doubledare splits into 2 identical selves*
Both Doubledares: Come ON then, old lady!
Panel 4
*Junebug, wiping mouth, looking excited*
Junebug: DOUBLE mcnuggets! Yumsville, Tennessee here I come!
Panel 5
Homeboy: uuuhhh...
The Snatch: He's not gonna make it... unless I get him to Saint Francis...
GoodBad Girl: NO! Port HER... that monster!!!
Panel 6
*lightflash signals the Snatch fading out with Homeboy*
Snatch: I sure as hell ain't traveling with her! Sorry, Hannah... I'll be back.
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PAGE 5
Panel 1
Goodbad Girl: *clutching out as if to try to 'catch a ride' on the port* Noooooo!
Panel 2
*GoodBad Girl turns to look over shoulder/at 'camera'*
Panel 3
*depicts Freaksmasher and both Doubledares on floor, scene is WAY bloody; Junebug is feeding on one of the Doubledares*
Panel 4
*GB Girl with head in hands, as if crying*
GoodBad Girl: No... Greg... Greg...
Panel 5
caption: NOW.
off-panel voice: Greg?
Greg Pegues, startled slightly: Apologies, my darling... I had... drifted away there for a moment...
Panel 6
Greg, off-panel: ....my beautiful Hannah.
*panel depicts the adult GoodBad Girl; pink hair will be a dead-easy giveaway if nothing else is*
Hannah: Now, dear. In front of the help you KNOW I liked to be called.... BAD GIRL.
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PAGE 6
Panel 1
Pustule: Whoa. She's hot. I didn't know the boss had a woman, did you?
Vermin: Yes.
Panel 2
She-He: *waving* Um, yoo-hoo? It's me, the bait you just kidnapped to capture Trash Lass with?
Panel 3
*She-He uses a single punch to clock Vermin and Pustule with*
She-He: Well, I'm CUTTING bait!
Panel 4
*Greg punches She-He*
Greg: You smarthmouthed impudent fag...!
Panel 5
Henpecker: *who has been kind-of dazed throughout*: Impudent...?
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PAGE 7
Panel 1
caption: the year 1997 on a farm in West Memphis, Arkansas...
*scene depicts a little girl getting puched by a big hand*
off-panel puncher: You smarthmouthed, impudent little girl!
Panel 2
*man dragging a screaming little girl across grass*
man: I'll learn you what impudence gets ya!
Panel 3
*dragging little girl to a metallic shacklike henhouse in a barbed wire chicken coop*
Man: Impudence gets you taken DOWN a peg, little missy!
Panel 4
*throws little girl into henhouse*
Man: Just like I'm gonna go take your whore Momma down a peg next! Thinkin' she's gonna pass you off as MY kid... I ain't STUPID!
Panel 5
Man: Scream yer little head off, ain't nobody around for miles. You're gonna live with the chickens until you outgrow that impudence, girl.
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PAGE 8
Panel 1
*girl, crying, watches man walk off*
Panel 2
*girl watches chickens go about chicken business*
Panel 3
*girl reaches out to touch a chicken*
Panel 4
*chicken pecks girl's hand*
girl: OwwwWW!
Panel 5
*girl leans against shack, crying*
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PAGE 9
Panel 1
caption: night falls...
*girl watches Man in the distance dragging a large garbage sack out of house*
Panel 2
*girl watches Man digging a grave*
Panel 3
*girl watches man putting garbage bag into ground*
Panel 4
*girl lies down on ground of chicken coop*
Panel 5
*a chicken nuzzles up to girl*
Panel 6
*girl places arm around chicken*
Panel 7
*girl and chicken asleep*
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PAGE 10
Panel 1
caption: 1 week later...
*girl pecking ground surrounded by chickens*
Panel 2
*girl notices man approaching coop with a bucket*
Panel 3
Girl: Can I see Momma today?
Man: Nope. She's still... being punished, like you.
Panel 4
Girl: I want my Mommy!
Man: You just bought yourself another week in the chicken coop.
Panel 5
Girl: I'm HUNGRY!
Panel 6
*man hurls bucket, which contains chicken feed, all over girl*
Panel 7
Man *closing coop gate*: TWO weeks. Eat up, now.
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PAGE 11
Panel 1
caption: one year later...
*Girl "talking" to chickens*
Panel 2
*girl and chickens watch the man approach coop*
Panel 3
Man *opening coop gate*: It's dinner time again! Come and get it!
Panel 4
*chickens and girl attack man*
Man: WHUT the-- You impudent...!
Panel 5
*girl stabbing with makeshift shiv fashioned from part of coop wall while chickens peck him*
Man: Arrrrrrr...!
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PAGE 12
Panel 1
*girl and chickens fleeing chicken coop, as the gate is still open*
girl & chickens: BCAW!
Panel 2
*back to present*
Henpecker: BCAW!
Panel 3
*Henpecker pecks Greg*
Greg: Arrrh! Bad Girl...!
Bad Girl: I warned you of the dangers of long-term 'switching' the mentally unbalanced!
Panel 4
Henpecker: Stop hurting the big girl! BCAW!
Panel 5
She-He: Are you... rescuing me?
Henpecker: BCAW! Posted by MLLASH on :
PAGE 13
Panel 1
white caption: Does anyone remember a young lady named... Trash Lass?
*Trash Lass shuffling around refuse on her table*
pink caption: Garbology... detective work that focuses on refuse to solve cases, answer questions and unlock mysteries...
Panel 2
pink caption: ...looked down upon by the mainstream, possibly due to its origins stemming from private investigators and tabloid reporters, it is still nonetheless a valid form of detective work...
*Trash Lass has a picture of Bobo placed beside a wrinkled, stained ad for Crossroads Bar featuring Jenny Tellya and an old newspaper article with headline reading 'HERO OR HEROINE?' with a picture of Savage She-He*
Trash Lass: Well, that's pretty conclusive.
Panel 3
*Trash Lass arranging many old, yellowed covers of 'The Memphis Flyer' together that feature various shots of the Homies*
Trash Lass: And there's no doubt about it... you add about 15 years to him, that's DEFinitely Mr. Pegues... Cut this girl's hair, age her a bit-- and that's the one with the G.A.R.B.A.G.E. crew that kidnapped Bobo... I knew keeping that old lady's box of Flyers was a good idea...
Panel 4
*Trash Lass with a puzzled expression*
pink caption: It's just THIS I can't figure out...
Panel 5
*Memphis Flyer cover with picture of GoodBad Girl bloodied and hysterical*
cover reads: HOMIES NO MORE... MASSACRE AT MUD ISLAND MANSION
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Panel 1
*GoodBad Girl, with hands to side of face, mimicking cover shot on memphis Flyer cover*
Panel 2
*Junebug feeding on a Doubledare*
Panel 3
*GoodBad Girl, taking sword from a wall*
artist's note: this is a mansion (Junebug's home) with various treausres hanging on the walls
Panel 4
Junebug: Don't get any bright ideas, little girl. That sword weighs almost as much as YOU do...
Panel 5
GoodBad Girl: G... get OFF of him...!
Panel 6
Junebug *rising from Doubledare*: Look deeply into my eyes...
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Panel 1
GoodBad Girl: *eyes closed* NOOOOOOO!
Panel 2
Junebug *leaping*: Ha! Gets 'em everytime! I'm no vampire, girl... just learned to like the taste of human flesh during the Depression... saved LOTS of money that way...
Panel 3
*Junebug upon GoodBad Girl*
Panel 4
*the sword through Junebug*
Panel 5
*Junebug collapsing*
Panel 6
*GoodBad Girl, looking upon scene with Junebug, Freaksmasher and Doubledare lying all bloody, she is screaming*
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Panel 1
*back to the present/Trash Lass*
pink caption: I guess it's a mystery for another time... now to track down likely candidates for a crime syndicate headquarters.
Panel 2
*Trash Lass opens closet stacked with boxes, boxes are labelled WAREHOUSE 1, WAREHOUSE 2, DOWNTOWN (MISC), MAYOR's MANSION, etc*
pink caption: Heck, it's easy enough to spot meth labs from all the cold remedy containers in their garbage, it should be easy as pie to find an evil kidnapping criminal conglomerate! I'll just look for particularly evil garbage...
Panel 3
white caption: 2 hours later...
*Trash Lass sitting in floor, surrounded by garbage*
pink caption: This is going nowhere fast! I'd be better off hitting the streets-- I've got to do SOMEthing! I'll start at likely criminal locales and go from there...
Panel 4
*TL startled by a knock at the door*
Panel 5
*answers the door, mask down but body hidden behind door*
Trash Lass: What the hell-- Mr. Pegues?
Panel 6
Greg: Lemme IN-- we don't have long!
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Panel 1
Trash Lass: How did you--
Greg: Find you? As your boss, you should know I have access to the personnel files!
Panel 2
Trash Lass: I was going to say 'How did you know I was 'Trash Lass'?
Greg: I wasn't sure... It gets complicated. What my brother knows, I know and vice versa. Plus how many hot blonde garbage themed girls do you think are OUT there? That doesn't matter anyway! That weird-- whatever it was with Josie Pickles earlier shattered her hold on me for the first time in years... but she's still got my bro, and he'll know I've come here...
Panel 3
Trash Lass: You are not making ONE ounce of sense... Josie's hold shattered what?
Panel 4
*Greg spots Memphis Flyer cover*
Greg: HERS! Hannah... GoodBad Girl... she's got Bobo... I'm pretty sure that's him in that get-up anyway...
Panel 5
Trash Lass: THAT'S all I need to know. Show me the way!
Greg: It isn't going to be easy... Hannah can "switch" you to her side... and she's got allies more than willing to serve her...
Trash Lass: But don't you have allies as well?
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Panel 1
Greg: I HATE doing this...
Trash Lass: You have to.
Panel 2
*Greg dialing cellphone*
Trash Lass: What happened with Josie anyway? When Bobo got kidnapped, you're.... um... situation kind of got put on the back-burner... no offense.
Greg: None taken. Turns out mesmerized garbagemen don't necessarily make good knot-tiers. Yolanda? It's Greg. We gotta talk, quick.
Panel 3
Greg *on phone*: It's Hannah. She's turned. I'll put it to you like this... everything I've done in, oh, about the last few years has been under her spell. SHE got me that job. C'mon, do you REALLY think Doubledare would have been happy at a desk job? Around the BEND, I'm serious. Completely. We gotta get back to where you dropped that last snatch-n-grab off. Okay...
Panel 4
*Greg hanging up*
Trash Lass: That was that teleporting woman, huh?
Greg: The Snatch. She's coming for us.
Panel 5
*The Snatch entering in lightflash*
Trash Lass: That's a little... unnerving.
Greg: We've got one more stop to make. C'mon!
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Panel 1
Snatch: I'd rather not teleport inside mansions anymore.
Greg: We've got to, Yolonda.
Trash Lass: Where are we going? This is TOO weird...
Panel 2
Greg: Weird? Hells yeah. And we're going to see my old buddy-- what's left of him anyway.
Snatch: He's mostly bionic now.
Panel 3
*materializing inside mansion*
Greg: Uh oh!
Panel 4
*Greg, Snatch and TL are surrounded by female soldiers; readers will recognize them in the same garb as the soldiers who captured Josie Pickles previously*
Soldier: State your business, Snatch!
Snatch: We're here to see Noah.
Panel 5
Soldier: Knowitall sees NO ONE without--
off-panel speaker: ENOUGH, Schante.
Panel 6
*Knowitall (the former Homeboy) is revealed*
Knowitall: Gregory. Long time, man. I assume you're here about your little problem earlier?
Greg: With Hannah? YES!
Panel 7
Knowitall: Hannah? Oh. Get out. Yolanda, next time you enter unannounced, you will be treated as any enemy.
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Panel 1
Trash Lass: Hey! You can't just--!
Panel 2
*all soldiers cock guns*
Panel 3
Trash Lass: Oh.
Greg: Goodbye, Noah...
Panel 4
Soldier: I was sure they were here about your capture.
Knowitall: I was too. They know nothing of it. And if they somehow DO manage to take down GoodBad Girl, we can simply dispose of the capture. This could all work out nicely.
Panel 5
*Soldier pulls back curtain, revealing Josie Pickles submeged in some kind of liquid-filled coma-tube*
Soldier: Nicely for everyone but her.
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Panel 1
caption: back with the Gangsters and Real Bad Ass Girl Evildoers...
She-He: Well, Henpecker... it's nice to have you with me rather than against me...
Henpecker: BCAW!
She-He: ...I think.
Panel 2
She-He: But our days are numbered... the pus-guy, the rat-guy, my boss guy and the pink-haired chick are totally advancing on us... it all reminds me of my origin...
Panel 3
*smoky flashback panel; a little boy, slightly pudgy, about 9-10ish, wearing his mother's oversized shoes and her dress; A Lady's legs can be seen standing to the side*
Legs lady: Good LORD, child, take that off fore your Daddy gets home and has a heart attack!
Panel 4
*back to present*
She-He: My origin sucks!
Henpecker: BCAW!
Panel 5
Greg: Pustule, subdue Henpecker!
*Pustule 'splortching' Henpecker*
Bad Girl: What is this now, love?
Panel 6
Greg: Switch the drag queen, baby. Trash Lass is coming...
Bad Girl: Oh. Delicious!
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From the Commercial Appeal, August 1996
THE HOMIES: Groupie Edition!
Now you'll know as much as we do!
HOMEBOY
This blonde-haired, brown-eyed dreamboat is smarter than your principal and cuter than your boyfriend! He's the guy who turns IQ into I-CUTE!
Credited with rounding up his posse after he sailed through high-school at age 13 but wasn't quite ready for college life, Homeboy is no doubt the richest teenager in Memphis. His patents have fetched him millions with which he and his Homies use in their fight to make Memphis a better, brighter place! (photo)
DOUBLEDARE
Homeboy's best friend and just as much a cutie-patootie, Doubledare gives you TWO hotties for the price of one! Double your pleasure, indeed! The rumour mill says that Doubledare is one of those "omegas" you've been hearing about... someone born with weird powers beyond mortal ken! AND mortal Barbie!
Those rumours suggest that Doubledare was actually supposed to be twins. Well, you know what we here at the Groupie say about the rumour mill: It's TRUE, it's DAMN true! (photo)
THE SNATCH
There's no doubt this one is an "omega"... many eyewitnesses have viewed The Snatch's ability to make the Homies appear in a magical flash of light. She's reportedly on a first-name basis with the cops down at 201 (that's 201 Poplar-- the jailhouse to the more innocent of our readers!), where she has "flashed in" several times with the unconscious criminals the Homies have apprehended!
One drawback: she can't "flash in (or out) without traveling with her 'victim'. Another drawback: she's reaLLLLY pretty. And those glowing eyes seem to light up whenever she's around Homeboy. Don't fall for her, Homeboy! Sure, she may give the story that she calls herself the Snatch because of her "grab and go" specialty powers, but we here at the Groupie think she's just trying to be provocative! (photo)
FREAKSMASHER
He's super-freaky! The fun-loving member of the Homies who is funnier than the class clown, he's also the muscle of the team!
His "omega"-ability to change his shape usually involves making himself look like a weirdly-proportioned mack truck on steroids, but we here at the Groupie can't help but wonder if he could just as easily change his shape to look like our favorite movie stars. Wow... the mind reels... (photo)
GOODBAD GIRL
Sure, the pink hair is a bit strange and clashes with the red she's so fond of wearing, but GoodBad girl can be forgiven since she's the youngest member of the Homies.
She's pretty much an engima as no one has ever seen her actually DO anything, but our old pals at the rumour mill suggest she has an invisible "omega" ability. They say she can mentally "switch" a person's primary character. In easy-to-read terms: If you're primarily a bad guy, she can make you a GOOD guy... at least long enough for one of the others to konk you on the head and citizens-arrest you. One thing that isn't such as enigma: her obvious adoration of Doubledare. It's evident in every photo of the team I've ever seen! (photo)
There you have it! Now you know as much as we do!
NEXT: The knuckle-gnashing, ass-bashing, face-slashing,trash lashing conclusion! MISS IT NOT!!! Posted by MLLASH on :
TRASH LASS GGC # 5
PAGE 1
*splash page with Trash Lass, Greg Pegues and the Snatch, in teleportation-transit*
pink caption: I was just a girl. Inventive, atheletic, wanting to do something good, something... different. Maybe I remembered the adventures of Memphis' costumed teens when I was a little girl... maybe that was part of the reason years later I made this costume and took the name... TRASH LASS, girl garbage collector.
I guess I thought I was real clever, using my day job as a garbagewoman to clue me in on possible criminal activity I could deal with at night after donning the costume.
I guess I never thought that those former costumed teens would now be adults, and here I am caught in a gang-war between them. I put on the costume and drew their attention. And now everything I know... might be coming to an end.
I mean, I'm just a girl... and these people are "Omegas"... the END of evolution... people with super-powers...! What am I DOING here...?
The Snatch: Prepare yourselves...
Greg Pegues: Remember the plan!
pink caption: The plan...? Oh yeah... I'm just a girl.... who kicks ass.
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*splash page featuring Savage She-He, Bad Girl and Greg Pegues' second body*
lavender caption: I was just a girl... Well, okay, actually, just a boy if you want to get picky about it... and doesn't EVERYbody wanna get picky about it...
Fine then. Just a BOY. With a talent and a desire to fix myself up like a girl. And when I did, WHOA how things... changed.
As a girl, I could... DO stuff. Stuff I couldn't do as a boy. Stuff like run really REALLY fast no matter how high the heels... acrobatic stuff like you see the gymnasts do on the Olympics, despite the fact I was as big as any 4 of them... and the strength I got...!
I even gained a little fame as a protector of my less-fortunate sisters... there's always some scumbag looking to hassle a tranny...
And then came Trash Lass... cute as a button and sweet as pie... and a little in over her head at times... so I made it the business of The Savage She-He to keep an eye on her.
And girl... or boy-- did THAT ever go wronger than tranny touch-football!
Greg: Have you switched her yet?
Bad Girl: Well, I'm going to switch Trash Lass as well, but a little blood sport first could be fun... DONE. He... She's switched.
lavender caption: TRASH LASS MUST DIE!
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Panel 1
*Trash Lass, Greg & Snatch arrive in flash of light*
Evil Greg: That's the trouble with your power, Snatch... that bright light always gives you away!
Panel 2
Bad Girl: Your wayward brother is mine again.
Panel 3
Snatch: *as newly-arrived now-evil Greg is reaching for her menacingly* The PLAN...!
Panel 4
Trash Lass: Oh yeah... almost forgot. *hurling shield*
Panel 5
*the shield glances off Bad Girl*
Bad Girl: Oooowww!
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Panel 1
*She-He attacks Trash Lass*
Trash Lass: WHAT the...! I thought you said...!
Panel 2
Snatch: It TAKES a minute to wear off! *fighting off both evil Gregs*
a Greg: That's a minute you don't have, Snatch.
Panel 3
Pustule: Well, Vermin? What are you waiting for? Let's go assist our evildoing allies!
Vermin: *hesitant* B... but...
Panel 4
*shows Henpecker working her way free of Pustule's pus-trap*
Panel 5
Pustule: Never mind! I'll.. ARRRRRGH!
Panel 6
*Pustule collapsing so that Henpecker can be seen behind him, bloody ooze dripping from her beak*
Henpecker: Your impudence has been punished, Pustule... PERMANENTLY! BCAW! Posted by MLLASH on :
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Panel 1
Vermin: P... Pustule...
Henpecker: You're NEXT, impudent one! BCAW!
Panel 2
Bad Girl: *on floor, unnoticed amidst the various melees* Vermin... I release you from your order to maintain the ratlike-form...
Panel 3
Bad Girl: *rising to stand* ...you are Shaun again... you are...
Panel 4
Bad Girl, off-panel: ...Freaksmasher!
*shows Vermin morphing into the former member of the Homies known as Freaksmasher*
Panel 5
Bad Girl: Now KILL her... kill Henpecker! She is your ally no more!
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Panel 1
Snatch: *fighting both Gregs* SHAUN...! He's ALIVE...!
a Greg: Yeah, we were surprised too!
Snatch: You mean, we ALL survived that night we attacked Junebug? How...?
Panel 2
Bad Girl: *approaching Snatch who now is being held by both Gregs* Not everyone survived that fateful night, Snatch.
Panel 3
Snatch: What? But we're all here, except Noah, and he's fine too...
Panel 4
Bad Girl: You abandoned someone that night, Snatch...
Snatch: I left for a bit... to get Noah to the hospital...
Panel 5
Bad Girl: You left Hannah to face Junebug alone!
Snatch: And Hannah... you... killed Junebug!
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Panel 1
Bad Girl: WRONG!
*large panel, her mouth is wide open as if to bite, looking totally evil*
red caption: Just a girl was I... so long ago... I stayed a girl for years... until the disease, the plague took its toll at last...
And then I found myself in the body of the rich lady who was walking by as I died unnoticed on the street... Oh, how I made use of that body, for decades!
But I grew careless, and these... children found their way into my home!
Panel 2
*Bad Girl bites Snatch's neck*
Snatch: NOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Panel 3
Bad Girl: *now all bloody* Hannah did not survive that night, Snatch... she became the new home for... JUNEBUG!
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Panel 1
*Snatch collapsing to floor*
Bad Girl/Junebug: And a lovely home she's been, too! Complete with these exquisite mental powers, powers that could get most anyone to see things MY way!
Panel 2
*Trash Lass and She-He face off*
pink caption: She-He hasn't made a move... almost as if he doesn't WANT to...
Panel 3
*She-He lunges at Trash Lass*
pink caption: Well, so much for THAT theory...
Panel 4
*TL sidesteps She-He's leap, elbowing her head*
pink caption: Someone who makes love into hate-- friends into enemies, against their wills-- it's APALLING!
Panel 5
*a kick from TL to She-He's face*
pink caption: These omegas... they're a hazard! I didn't know how bad it was!
Panel 6
*TL standing over the now unconscious She-He*
pink caption: But I sure know NOW.
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Panel 1
*Trash Lass seeing shield on floor*
pink caption: I'd best get that back!
Panel 2
*running towards it*
Panel 3
*Junebug's shoe stepping atop shield*
balloon toward Junebug/Bad Girl's off-panel face: uh uh UH, Trash Lass. You should relax a moment and enjoy my villainous exposition!
Panel 4
Trash Lass: Why? To give your boyfriends a chance to gang up on me? To give Snatch time to bleed to death? To give rat-smasher time to kill Henpecker? You are one TWISTED piece of...
Panel 5
*Junebug backhands TL*
Junebug: SHUT. YOUR. MOUTH.
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Panel 1
Junebug: It's fine if you don't want to hear about how inhabiting a new body blends my feelings with theirs... Oh yes, that's why the obsession with the former Doubledare... Or how I got one of them the job with Sanitation to lessen the chance of them rejoining... for some reason, their rejoining into one makes them harder to keep switched...
Panel 2
Junebug: *getting nearer to 'camera'* And I'm sure it would bore you to hear how I punished Freaksmasher's assault on my previous form by forcing him to take that Vermin persona for years...
Panel 3
Junebug: *now in TL's face* But I figured you would want to know how YOUR presence brought all this to a head, Trash Lass.
Trash Lass: Me? Why?
Panel 4
Junebug: What were you? The beginning of a new wave of heroes to descend upon my city? Well, I certainly couldn't have THAT. Hannah might have enjoyed it, but MY personality is always the dominant one. And MY personality... just despises you heroes... but REVELS in using the good/bad powers to SWITCH them.
Trash Lass: So I've noticed.
Panel 5
Junebug: So now you're mine at last, leaving-- STILL-- only Noah, the Homeboy himself as the only hero who has eluded me. Trash Lass, you are now... SWITCHED.
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Panel 1
Trash Lass: My evil mistress! How best my I serve you?
Junebug: Well, aren't you quick to come over to my way of thinking. No resistance at all! How refreshing!
Panel 2
Trash Lass: This way is better...
Panel 3
Trash Lass: ...because it makes it easier to CLEAN THINGS UP!
*punches Junebug*
Panel 4
Junebug: *rubbing jaw* No!
Trash Lass: Yes.. looks like I'm immune to your little switcheroo powers, Junebug... GoodBad Girl-- whatEVER you are...!
Panel 5
Trash Lass: And I'm going to wipe the FLOOR with you!
*attacks Junebug*
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Panel 1
*Freaksmasher & Henpecker fighting*
F.Smasher: Stay still, featherbrain! Damn, you get on my NERVES...!
F.Smasher: BCAW you're stupid! BCAW you're a retard! BCAW you fu%$%ing ANNOY me!
Panel 4
*Henpecker turns her back to F.Smasher, bent forward slightly*
Panel 5
*repeat panel but with 2 oversize egg-shaped objects hurtling from... somewhere in the back of the chicken costume*
Panel 6
*the 'eggs' break open on Freaksmasher*
F.Smasher: What the f$%^...!
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Panel 1
*Freaksmasher collapsing*
F.Smasher: No... freakin' WAY, man... uuuuh...*
Panel 2
Henpecker: I seriously doubt that a stupid retard could have devised my collection of specialty eggs, like those sleeping-gas ones you just encountered-- or the propulsion system that launches them, Impudence-face. And one more thing...
Panel 3
*Henpecker leaning into F.Smasher's unconscious face*
Henpecker: BCAW!!!!
Panel 4
*The Snatch on floor, blood everywhere from neck wound*
tan caption: Vision's going white... that's not good... blood pressure bottoming out...
Panel 5
*different angle of Snatch*
tan caption: Noah, WHY wouldn't you join us... You never feared anything... well, except after that night... you feared...
Panel 6
*closeup of Snatch's face*
tan caption: JUNEBUG. You feared JUNEBUG. You knew. YOU KNEW.
Panel 7
*head rising up somewhat from floor*
Snatch: YOU KNEW, YOU SON OF A BITCH!!!!
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*this page should be divided into 2 equally sized panels, running horizontally, split in the middle*
Panel 1
*depticts the entire room of G.A.R.B.A.G.E. HQ and what is currently happening:
Henpecker standing by the just-defeated Freaksmasher, the dead Pustule nearby, face-down; She-He on floor, stirring;
Trash Lass and Junebug/Hannah battling as both Gregs/Doubledare surround them;
The Snatch in her bloody pool, surrounded by light.
Panel 2
Everyone is still in the same location, but they are now inside Noah/Knowitall/Homeboy's mansion; his femme-soldiers are mixed in now as well.
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Panel 1
femme-soldier: BREACH! BREACH! Take 'em ALL out!
Panel 2
*femme soldier whacked by She-He*
She-He: Shut up, dear. Mama's got a KILLER migraine.
Panel 3
*Doubledares take out a couple of soldiers; rayblasts flying*
Panel 4
*Henpecker takes out a soldier*
Panel 5
*Trash Lass and Junebug continue to fight; a stray rayblast is shown hitting a curtain behind them*
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Panel 1
Knowitall: *heavily armed* EVERYONE FREEZE!
Panel 2
Junebug: Well, if it isn't little McNuggets himself! He's done gone and made himself all half-robot, he has. GUess he HAD to, after I got done chowing down on him...
Panel 3
Knowitall: No... Good God, no...
Panel 4
*Junebug knocks away Trash Lass*
Junebug: My how things can change. Looks like this time, I'm invading YOUR home, McNuggets. Mighty nice of our little teleporting girlfriend to bring us here. And might I say SHE'S a tasty little treat...
Panel 5
*Junebug knocks away a soldier, getting closer to Knowitall*
Junebug: And you just don't DARE kill me... never know if you do where I'll end up NEXT, DO ya now? Yes, you've studied all UP on me, haven't you?
Panel 6
*Junebug faces Knowitall directly*
Junebug: Now you know full well you aren't going to shoot me, darling. Of course, I could switch you and make you shoot yourself, couldn't I? And I think I will... AFTER you take a moment to soak in what your handiwork has wrought... Hannah, DEAD. Your teleporting girlfriend over there... DEAD. Freaksmasher? He's been switched since "Hannah" told the press he was dead, years ago... I made him live in a human RAT form, for kicks. And your best bud, Doubledare? HAH! Nothing more than my MALE CONCUBINE! You ready to blow your brains out yet, darling?
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Panel 1
*Knowitall blasts Junebug's face with raygun*
Panel 2
*entire rest of cast looks all freaked out*
Panel 3
Knowitall: Fu%^&%ing mind-controllers. I HATE 'em... been my mission for years to-- Relax, people, she isn't dead.
Panel 4
green caption: She's been lobotomized.
*depicts Junebug, eyes blank, drooling at mouth*
Panel 5
Knowitall: Man, am I ever glad THAT worked... it hadn't been tested yet...
Panel 6
*rest of cast looks away from him*
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Panel 1
Knowitall: *to Doubledare* Man, Greg... I didn't know this had been going on for years, man... I figured you were, y'know, enjoying the life of a city employee...
Panel 2
Doubledare: A freakin' DESK job... with the department of sanitation?
Panel 3
*Doubledare punches Knowitall*
Panel 4
Doubledare: Thought you knew it ALL, man. You better see that Yolanda gets a proper burial.
Panel 5
*picking up Freaksmasher*
Doubledare: C'mon, Shaun... shake it off... we're getting you out of here...
Panel 6
*rest of cast, staring at Knowitall*
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Panel 1
Knowitall: What the HELL are you all looking at? Schante, get them OUT OF HERE!!
caption: Not much later... let's say, oh, 5 days...
Panel 1
*an alarm clock reads 4:29 am*
Panel 2
*now reads 4:30, is buzzing*
Panel 3
*female hand presses snooze*
Panel 4
*Brenda nuzzling pillow*
pink caption: I think I'll sleep IN a little...
Panel 5
sound effect: BCAW!
pink caption: Oh, crap!
Panel 6
Henpecker: *bursting into room* It's morning! Morning! My first day on the job... BCAW! Get up, up, UP!
pink caption: This should prove interesting if nothing else.
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Panel 1
*depicts Brenda and Henpecker-- who is wearing a dept. of sanitatiton uniform over her chicken-suit... at the breakroom table, drinking coffee...
Panel 2
Bobo: *entering* Hey hey hey, for shizzle! Bobo's here right on the tizzle!
Panel 3
Bobo: You ready for some fun, Henny? With me and Brenda, you're gonna have a good time!
Henny: I'm sure of that, just don't get impudent about it. BCAW!
Panel 4
*an ominous shadow falls over the three*
Brenda: Gr... Doub... MR. PEGUES! You came back!
Panel 5
Greg: Of course I did, Ms. Fleer. I merely took some time off after my unfortunate kidnapping. And it's time to get back to it... going to help break my new secretary Shaun in today. Good day, Mr. Jones, Ms.... um, Pecker.
Bobo: Seeya.
Henny: BCAW!
Panel 6
Greg: *from exit* And Ms. Fleer... THANK YOU... for everything.
Brenda: Anytime, Mr. Pegues.
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Panel 1
Bobo: Well, I still say he wants you...
Henny: Smelled like it to me.... BCAW!
Panel 2
Brenda: Don't be silly, guys. He's had a rough time. I'm glad he came back... and a little surprised, too.
Bobo: Why?
Panel 3
Brenda: I just got the feeling he disapproved of the life that had been made for him...
Panel 4
*scene has now cut to Knowitall's mansion*
pink caption: ...that he might return to super-heroing or whatever you call it... full-time. If nothing else than to keep an eye on Knowitall.
Panel 5
*closeup on outside mansion; Greg's other body-- in full Doubledare costume-- spying through a window*
pink caption: But if he doesn't, well, Trash Lass will be ready to lend a hand... and step in if Knowitall steps out of line.
Panel 6
*depicts inside of mansion, the room where the battle took place; curtain is visible*
white caption: As will Henpecker! BCAW!
Panel 7
*behind the curtain, the tube containing Josie Pickles was cracked in the battle by stray laserfire... liquid has dripped almost all out*
lavender caption: You can count on the Savage She-He!
Panel 8
*inside tube, Josie/Big Siren opens eyes*
pink caption: Thanks, guys! You rock! Well, let's get to it... another day, another dump truck!
lavender caption: So, Bren, when do we get to make fun of you for being too Polly Pureheart to be switched over to the BAD side?
white caption: That sounded impudent... should I peck him?
. . . . . . . . THE END?
title/credits:
GIRLS ROCK
[ January 17, 2009, 04:50 PM: Message edited by: MLLASH ]
Posted by MLLASH on :
Looks like this TRASH LASS miniseries has a penciller!
Nicholas Chmaberlain, a friend of Dean's and an upcoming contributer to STARSEARCHERS has rec'vd the script for # 1, apparently enjoyed it and is working on thumbnails (I've seen 'em and they're fun!!). I think issues 2-5 get progressively better and intro some criz-AZY characters so I'm pretty confident they will keep him wanting to and interested in pencilling.
In all reality this will take awhile to get done, but when it is, I'm going to launch a TRASH LASS page on FB where the whole series will be available.
Posted by MLLASH's back on :
*bumped for mysterious reasons*
PS/ Sadly the above plans fell through!
Posted by Power Boy on :
Y the Last Man had a foxy ex supermodel dead body collector ... I think she was born male If my memory is working after this lifetime of binge drinking ...
Posted by Power Boy on :
I just felt the need to blurt that out in this thread ...
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