'GENECONOMICS' : a Motion Book script exampleUPDATE: The art is starting to come in for this book:More Like This
As it gets completed we will be posting the process of how this script becomes a Motion Book, and goes to print! So if you're interesting in the process stay tuned!
I've been asked a couple of questions about designing comics with the 'motion book' mentality in mind. Because motion books are dynamic and not static, you can create stories in a format that incorporates a motion book foundation. Where traditional comics deal with page layout, motion books deal with how that layout flows and evolves over time (Treatment: Tokyo is a great example of this).
I have an animation background, so the writing I've done in the past reflects this. Below is a script for a property I'm developing that I wrote as a motion book- so the format is taking into account how it would be interpreted at the art stage and motion book creation stage (and for that reason the format sort of bridges the 'animation/cinema'
Jeri The Pooh, InterludeMore Like This
Jeri the Pooh, Interlude
“Whoa!” Jeri woke up with a gasp. As her eyes focused better she realized she was not in Rabbit's house, or whosoever it was, built in some dirt under a tree. She was also in her own house, with its sky-blue siding and brick first floor, and the nearest window looking out to their front yard and their awkward neighbor working on that beat-up twenty-year-old Volvo wagon of his again (or was it the second?).
She also found herself laying on her side, on a couch, with pillows and all as her bed. As her senses came to she looked around to get her bearings. “Wow…that was some funky dream-oof!”
One of her babies kicked up near her ribs. Right, babies. With a groan she kicked her legs out and pushed herself to a seated position. Observing
Frozen Over: The Winter ChildMore Like This
It was a cool night this year on All Hallows Eve. Many trick or treaters wore warm coats over their costumes to keep out the biting cold. Just as 44 year-old Maureen Charleston was about to bring her empty candy bucket inside, a group of young trick or treaters walked up to her porch.
"I'm sorry kids but I'm fresh out of candy." she said to them as she turned the bucket inside out. "I'm afraid I have nothing left to--" she stopped mid-sentence when her firstborn daughter Ellen emerged from the house holding a full bucket of candy. The fresh bucket looked small next to Ellen's pregnant belly, which was full with child.
"Sorry I'm late." she said to her mother as she put the bucket down. "I wanted to put my costume on before I came outside." She then put her witch's hat on to complete her costume. While mother and daughter both dressed as witches, one little boy noticed although Ellen was clearly younger the younger of the two, she had snow-
Introducing MiraIntroducing Mira the Rus'More Like This
-The sun was beginning to set over the city of Kiev. The clouds began to roll towards the Asian steppes and the stars began to pierce through the night time sky. Snow covered the streets, the house tops, the stone walls, everything. Lamp lighters began making their rounds. The average Kievan citizens retired for the evening. Parents called out to their children who were busy playing in the snow. Night time was no place for a child. The night belonged to an entirely different cast of characters. Soldiers from the local barracks searched for a good time. Virile and rowdy teenage boys, who fancy themselves men, poured into the streets. Serb bandits scoured the streets looking for easy pray. Greek traders sold their goods. Old drunks and working girls began to crowd the bars. My oh my, this was no place for a child.
Charlie: RulesMore Like This
Charlie lay in her bed, her fingers idly tracing patterns on her gravid belly as she watched TV in her bedroom. She felt a twitch and her belly dropped flat like a rapidly deflating balloon. She frowned in slight disappointment and reached over for the stop-watch and digital audio recorder on her nightstand. After turning the TV off, she started the recorder and stopped the watch. "October 22, Friday. Bedroom. Time is 10:37pm. Belly's gone back to normal, start time was 4:03pm for time of..." She pursed her lips in concentration as she mentally calculated, "Six hours, thirty-four minutes." She lay her hand on the bare skin of her stomach, "As normal, no signs that anything ever happened, no stretchmarks, no swelling, nothing."
She rolled on to her side and grabbed a notebook from the nightstand with a series of start and stop times, adding in the latest entry. "Okay, with this one, average time is..." she scribbled some math out on the margin, "Average time is eight hours, fifteen minu
Charlie, the Origin StoryCHAPTER 1More Like This
It was a harsh day in the desert. The hot winds whipped the sand in to an obscuring fog around the small oasis. Outside the tent a horse whinnied its complaint as its master negotiated with the old man inside.
"Fifteen coin is plenty for this work," Tagecaf said standing over the older Udaga who was fiddling with a crudely sewn hood where he sat on the floor across the small table. "It's not much to look at."
Old Udaba lips cracked to a smile on his wrinkled face. "Ah, but don't let its appearance fool you." He turned the hood over, looking at the rough stitching fondly. "I'm not much of a tailor, that is true, but my true craft, that I know well..." He turned his eyes up to Tagecaf, "Besides, we had agreed on forty-five, you offend me with a mere third of that."
Tagecaf shook his his head and hissed derisively, stroking his beard.
Udaba laughed softly. "Unbelievable. I offer you for sale a magic that could let you steal whatever you most desire..." he shook the hood at Tagec
Charlie: InterimMore Like This
Charlie squirmed to the side. There was a pain right beneath the left side of her ribcage where something was poking. Someone. She stopped walking and grimaced for the third time, pressing her fingers against a distorted swell on the left side of her gravid middle. Rubbing the offending spot she balanced herself by holding on to a bike rack. "Ow, quit it."
She lifted the hem of her shirt over her swollen middle and looked at it critically. It was annoyingly lopsided. Everything had been going fine up until a few minutes ago when she happened upon someone to join the original guest she had snagged earlier that morning. The second one seemed to have 'landed' crooked or was very anti social and trying to get away from the original occupant as it seemed to be predominately laying on the left side of her belly making it distort asymmetrically. No prodding and poking would remedy the situation.
With a tsk she lowered her shirt back over her tummy and tried too smooth the imperfection for the
Charlie: Upwardly Mobile (part 1)More Like This
Charlie huffed blowing a strand of hair from her face and slouched with an elbow on the counter. The stool pinched her butt randomly where it was cracked when she shifted in a certain as yet undefined way. The kiosk was smelled heavily of pretzels which she initially found pleasant but now haunted her dreams. It was cramped with the appliances to produce and bake them, giving her barely enough room to squeeze around them under ideal conditions.
It was the end of week two of her summer internment at the ‘Pretzelmaniacal’ booth at the local mall. Week one consisted of her brief training and was the longest period of time she had seen her boss. On the second week she was turned loose to run the little food kiosk on her own, only seeing Elise at the end of the afternoon when the owner/manager took over. Charlie at first was pleased at trust she assumed she had been entrusted with but then quickly realized that the booth could be run by a trained monkey. Not even a particu
TF Shorts Raffle #22). Aeron to Pearl asleep in her bedroom.More Like This
The morning light filtered in through the window of Aeron’s bedroom, but the young girl did not notice it. Aeron’s face expressed the discomfort her dream had brought her. But this would not be the full extent of what the effect this dream would work upon the sleeping girl. The dreams showed her majestic venues and glamorous scenes, but Aeron felt herself torn. A part of her truly yearned to immerse herself in it all. But another felt a person like herself was woefully unsuitable for such things and that lingering thought was all it took to trigger a remarkable transformation in Aeron.
It was minute at first, Aeron absently turned in her sleep and a strand of hair fell across her face. But this stran
Essence of the HydeMore Like This
Unbound by morals and unrestrained by ethics, the Hyde is an embodiment of vices and desires of an individual incarnated into raw and absolute form. Their nature is both abhorrent to society bound by their customs and rules, but ultimately enticing to individuals who inwardly chafe at such societal constraints. Yet it is a nature that resides in any individual which only takes a particular alchemical formula to unleash.
Though there are many circumstances by which an individual can come upon the condition, the root of it lies in alchemy. Not all are aware of this matter some having stumble upon the formula purely unintentionally without any prior knowledge of alchemy. But it is a dreadful nature of the formula on how easy it is to replicate by the uninitiated.
Essence of Hyde - Addendum 1Samples of HydeMore Like This
'Bomber' Hyde - Mindset: Predator - Though she appears as a young teen, this spunky troublemaker was once a military explosive specialist with an uncomfortable fascination with fire. Unburdened by restraints, she gladly use her talents to help insurance scams and property seizure through a massive helping of explosions. She uses the money to fuel her other indulgences and is prone to play with lighters to alleviate her desire to burn and explode stuff.'Driver' Hyde - Mindset: Predator - A Hyde that is an adrenaline junkie, he finds the greatest satisfaction when he feels the thrill of intense speed in vehicles. Participating in illegal street races have been a welcome outlet to fulfill this desire and taste other sweet indulgences. He also finds it particularly thrilling to do transportation jobs too if only for the fun it brings even if that fun might not be what his employee d
Deadly Thank YouMore Like This
After your alarm goes off you lean over to shut it off. You yawn and rub your eyes, ready to start another day but then you’re startled by tall figure standing at the end of your bed and looking at you. The figure was draped in a spandex suit; that was covered in colors of red and black. The mysterious individual wore a spandex mask with black circles around the exterior of both eyes while the rest of the head was covered in a red color. The figure had to sword handles sticking up from behind its back. Its waist had an arsenal of weaponry from grenades to hand guns. “You know you drool when you sleep? And pee-eww do your farts stink, might wanna cut back on beans before bed” said the mysterious figure. “Get out of my room or I’ll call the cops!” you yell. “REALLY? YAY! I love police dogs there so cute, especially when there mauling on my arm but we’ll save that for later, right now I’ve got something to do for my brother from
Cosplay Friday: Howl's Moving CastleMore Like This
COSPLAY FRIDAY: A Heart’s A Heavy Burden
Howl’s Moving Castle 1
Howl’s Moving Castle is best known as the 2004 animated fantasy film written and directed by Hayao Miyazaki.
While it is as beautifully animated as all of Studio Ghibli's other films this was one of the few times Miyazaki based a film on an existing work. The film is an adaptation of British author Diana Wynne Jones’ 1986 young-adult novel by the same name and the first book in the Ho