Hello, and welcome to another installment of The Proving Grounds!

Today brings us someone who’s no stranger to TPG. We have John Lees, who’s asking us to Slay Misty for him. (Personally, I think he should do the work himself, and stop trying to get other people in trouble.) Let’s see what he’s got!

PAGE ONE (5 panels)

Panel 1. Daytime establishing shot of a large California mansion. The building itself is grand, but seems to be in something of a state of disrepair. The grass in the lawn outside is overgrown, and trash and debris are scattered around the lawn and across the front porch. This is the home of Misty Stix. (That’s great, John, but right off the bat, I want to know where the camera is. Are you seeing this from up high, looking down, or are we from the street looking in, or somewhere on the grounds, looking at the house? What do you see?)

MISTY (O.P.): GURRRRRRR….. AH THINK AH JUUUST PISSED MASEEEELF…. (Is this coming from the house, or somewhere on the grounds? If it’s from the house, let the letterer know. You’ll have your choice of what you want to do: word balloons or a caption. Take your pick.)

Panel 2. Long shot of Misty Stix and two of her preening shitcake friends. They are sat in the wreckage of a large living room, surrounded by empty wine bottles and beer cans, and piles of gossip rag magazines and tabloid newspapers. In the background, a huge, wall-mounted widescreen television has been shattered, and smoke sifts out of it. Sunlight pours in from the right of the frame. Slumped on an armchair, looking totally hammered, is Misty Stix. A young woman in her late twenties, we get the impression that Misty might have been beautiful once. But much like her house, she is in a state of disrepair – drink and drugs and binge eating have taken their toll on her body. A half-empty vodka bottle dangles from her hand, and she is wearing a stiletto shoe on one foot. Kissaandrah (yes, that’s how her parents spelled it) and Diamante, the aforementioned friends, kneel on the floor in front of Misty. They are a pair of vapid valley-girl types, a little younger than Misty. Kissaandrah gazes up at Misty, grinning vacantly, while Diamante delicately vomits into a shagpile rug. (Nice. I’ve got a pretty good visual here. There’s enough info for the artist, but also enough space for their own interpretation.)

MISTY: AH USED TUH BEE A STAAAR…

KISSAANDRAH: LIKE, OHMYGOD! IT’S 10AM AND WE’RE LIKE, SOOOOOO DRUNK! YOU’RE TERRIBLE, MISTY!

DIAMANTE: BLEEEEEEEEUUUURRRGGHH!

(I know it’s only panel 2, but all of this dialogue? If they’re supposed to be drunk, I’d make a note to the letterer to tell them to make it look like they are. Strengthen the illusion.)

Panel 3. Misty has stood up, and is unsteadily walking across the room. She has left the vodka bottle behind. It is now lying on its side on the floor by the chair, with the alcohol running out onto the floor. The other two girls remain sat on the floor. Diamante is now sobbing, her head buried in her hands. (Is the vodka bottle important?)

DIAMANTE: YOUR RUG. SO… SORRY.

DIAMANTE: MUUUUUUUUHUHUUUH!

MISTY: ALL THE GRAAAMMYS, THE PLATINUM AAALBUMS, THE SELL-OUT WORLD TOOOURS… THEY MEAN NUUUTHIN’!

MISTY: THEY AAALL JUUUST CHEWED ME UP AND SPAT ME OUT! PUH! PUH! SPAT ME RIGHT OUT!

(more)

PAGE ONE (continued)

Panel 4. Medium shot of Misty Stix standing in front of tall, room-length windows (the source of the sunlight). She is grabbing a trophy from the coffee table next to her. The trophy is old and battered-looking. The medal is simply designed, a star attached to a base with a plaque. (Is she grabbing it, or has she grabbed it? Something of a moving panel, and unclear. I’d go with having it already in her hands, possibly cradling it or something.)

MISTY: THIS IS MA 1998 RIIISIN’ STAR AWARD. AH GOT A ROOMFUL OF TROPHIES AND MEDALS, BUT THIS ONE MEANS THE MOST. (Consider breaking this up into two balloons. More punch that way.)

MISTY: THIS WAS BEFORE ALL THE PARAZZI…PARAP… ALL THE REPORTERS, ALL THE SCANDALS, AND ALL THE BEE-EEESS. WHEN IT WAS JUST ABOUT THE MUSIC. (Usually, I’m fine with exaggeration. However, this is killing me. She should be slurring her words, not just dragging them out, which is what you have here. And what is an “eeess”? I know what it’s supposed to be, but please, let me know if I’m wrong or not.)

Panel 5. Medium shot in profile of Misty looking down at the trophy in her hands, a sad expression on her face.

MISTY: PEOPLE DON’T CARE ABOUT MA MUSIC NO MORE.

MISTY: BUT THAT’S GONNA CHANGE. AFTER THIS BIG COMEBACK SHOW, PEOPLE AIN’T GONNA SAY “MISTY STIX IS WASHED UP”, OR “LOOK AT THE MESS MISTY STIX MADE OF HER LIFE.” NUH-UH!

MISTY: THE WORLD’S GONNA LOVE ME AGAIN.

(Decent page setup, but I think you’re losing some punch here. You did fine in breaking out that last line into its own balloon, but I think it needs its own panel, too. That will heighten the drama.)

PAGE TWO (1 panel)

Panel 1. Full-page splash featuring a group of zombies bursting through the windows. There are eight zombies in total, though I’m not sure how many will be visible through the limited frame of the windows. Whatever zombies we can see all have their arms stretched out and grasping at Misty, who is looking over her shoulder and screaming in horror at the sight. (No. It’s way too early to ask questions of the class, but here’s the problem: you didn’t set the zombies up. The expectation is false, because we’ve already seen the outside of the mansion. If you want to keep this, you’ll have to change your establishing shot somewhat. Nice thought, but too fast.)

SFX: SMASH!

MISTY: ZOMBIES! AAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! (How does she know it’s zombies? Sure, they’re in the public consciousness, but is it going to be the first thing someone thinks? I don’t think so, but I could be wrong.)

Title. SLAY MISTY FOR ME

WRITTEN BY JOHN LEES

PAGE THREE (6 panels)

Panel 1. Long shot in profile of Misty, still holding her trophy, trying to run away from the window. The zombies pour into the room in a heap, with the ones in front lying on the carpet as the ones behind them clamber through the shattered frame. The zombie nearest the front has grabbed Misty’s ankle (the foot with a shoe), and its slobbering mouth is wide open, ready for a bite.

MISTY: OH MY GAAAWD! HELP! DIAMANTE! KISSAANDRAH! HELP ME, PLEEEASE! (Comma.)

Panel 2. Close-up of Misty’s lower leg, as the zombie bites into her calve (right word, wrong usage. Calf.).

SFX: CHOMP.

Panel 3. Close-up of Misty’s face as she lets out a scream of pain. (What is this panel doing to push the story forward or to reveal character? Do you really need a close-up here? I don’t think you do. What are the other girls doing? This would be a great place to get their reactions.)

MISTY: EEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

Panel 4. High-angle shot looking down on Kissaandrah and Diamante as they remain seated on the carpet, now surrounded by zombies. They both look terrified, and are holding onto each other.

DIAMANTE: NO! PUH-PLEASE!

KISSAANDRAH: I CAN’T DIE! I’M LIKE… RICH!

Panel 5. Same high-angle shot, only now Kisaandrah and Diamante are buried under the pouncing zombies, with only Diamante’s outstretched hand visible under the mass of undead.

GIRLS: AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHhhhllllkkkg…

Panel 6. Medium shot of Misty letting out a cry of despair over the loss of her friends. Tears run down her eyes, and her hand is futilely reaching out towards them (or rather, from this angle, towards us). Behind her, another zombie is approaching. (No. What about the zombie that chomped on her? Has it stopped eating? Is it just hanging out? Having an espresso?)

MISTY: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

PAGE FOUR (6 panels)

Panel 1. Medium shot of a screaming Misty, as the zombie behind her bites into her shoulder. (John, you ran through this, didn’t you? I don’t usually see bad logic and worse pacing from you. Slow down. Because this panel? It should have happened earlier. And really, are the other zombies going to pass up an easy meal in order to get the other girls? Logic problem.)

MISTY: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHYOUFUCKEEER!!!

Panel 2. Medium shot from behind Misty, as she swings around and cracks the zombie that just bit her shoulder with her award. She is holding it by the star end like a kind of baseball bat, so it’s the thicker base that connects with the zombie’s skull. She has a look of steely determination on her face as she hits the zombie. The zombie, meanwhile, has blood spraying from its head at the point of impact, and its neck has jutted at an unnatural angle from the blow. (Probably not going to see her steely determination, because the artist is going to focus more on the zombie than Misty. More than likely, her back is going to be toward the camera. And it should be.)



SFX: CRUNK!

Panel 3. Close-up of the zombie on the floor that had been gripping onto Misty’s ankle. Misty is stamping on its head, with her stiletto heel going right through its eyeball. (This zombie just stopped crunching after the first bite? Let’s go back some. A silent panel should take 3 seconds of time. Maybe a touch more. Talking panels? Possibly up to 15 seconds, depending on the amount of dialogue. Border time, which isn’t what you’re thinking about, but should be. So, there are five panels separating the first bite from the first zombie to this panel. Call it 20 seconds. That’s WAY too long to go. She should have been eaten a while ago. I can see a second bite within ten seconds. Two to three panels, not five. Bad pacing and not thinking things through.)

SFX: PUNKT!

Panel 4. Long shot of Misty (now barefoot, her one shoe left stuck in the floor zombie’s eye socket) running through the living room, past the gathering of zombies feeding on her friends. She is still bleeding from her calve and shoulder, but is apparently unaware of the injuries as she runs, still clutching her trophy. In the background, the zombies are busy tucking into chunks of meat. Some are kneeling, others are standing. One is holding the ripped-off head of Kissaandrah, staring inquisitively at it as it sticks its finger up the head’s nose. The zombies nearest the front have noticed Misty as she runs past. (WOW! John, I’m shocked and hurt. You’re making it look like you never learned anything from me. If this isn’t a moving panel, I don’t know what is. First, if this is a long shot, that means we’re pretty far away from Misty. So, how can we see how much ground she’s gained as she runs past the zombies who are eating and biting off heads and noticing her as she runs? If the zombies are in the background, that means she’s in the foreground, and it’s no longer a long shot of her. This panel description cannot be drawn. Shame on you.)

MISTY: OHGAWDOHGAWDOHMAGAWD…

Panel 5. Medium shot of Misty as she runs down the hallway. In the background, we can see the zombies exiting the living room after her, and beginning to follow her. They are your traditional shambling, walking zombies, rather than your latter-day runners, so they are still some distance behind. (Then her girlfriends shouldn’t have gotten et. Yes, I said et. Drunk and high, sure, but so drunk and high that they can’t move? This is everything that’s wrong with horror movies, you know that, right? Well, 80s horror movies.)

Panel 6. An over-the-shoulder shot from behind the zombies. They are further along the hallway now, reaching out for Misty. She is standing in a dimly-lit room at the end of the hallway, with no visible door attached to the doorframe. She is typing something into an unseen keypad behind the doorframe. (Decent way to end the page.)

SFX (keypad): DIT-DIT-DIT-DIT…