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These 5 pages were used as practice... testing out different speeds, time limits, mediums, etc. Not my finest work, but all experimental exercises.
Script was written by Alejandro Montalvo. See below. This story takes place (sort-of) in IDW continuity post-Combiner Wars. The character models are changed to reflect their Combiner Wars toy look.
Characters: Prowl, Ironhide, Prime, Mirage, Starscream, Sunstreaker, Chromia, Optimus Maximus, Menasor
PAGE ONE: We are aboard a spaceship. It’s a corridor, and for background: IRONHIDE and PROWL seem to have recently passed each other walking by. Unclear exactly how their exchange began, but it’s clearly not been pleasant because:
Big panel for this one. We start with action already in progress. Ironhide is charging forward, and has taken a giant backhand swing at Prowl, who is reeling backward. His right hand, importantly, is not in the shot.
IRONHIDE: That’s it!
Chest high closeup of Ironhide using his forearm to hold Prowl against the wall by his neck. Both look furious. Prowl looks strangely confident.
IRONHIDE: You get pretty far with all of your slick yammering. But I wonder how smart you’ll be when I pull your jaw off and toss it out the airlock!
PROWL: Well, I’ll still be smart enough...
Midsection shot. Close on the gun Prowl is holding into Ironhide’s gut.
PROWL: Not to bring a rusty fist to a gunfight.
With this page, I’m giving you the interaction but no blocking. Frame however you like.
Same standoff. Ironhide looks madder than ever. Prowl is smirking, of course. In the background, here comes OPTIMUS PRIME in a hurry, followed closely by MIRAGE.
OPTIMUS: STAND DOWN!
Prowl has his hands up, still holding his gun. Ironhide still has him by the neck.
OPTIMUS: Ironhide, I said stand down.
PROWL: You heard the boss. Or are you “doing your own thing?” Again.
Ironhide storms away.
Optimus confronts Prowl with Mirage still visible. Prowl is casually getting himself back together.
OPTIMUS: Do you want to explain that?
PROWL: What? There’s nothing to explain. We were just catching up a bit. Talking about old times. Funny that you’re here, Mirage. We were just talking about you.
Close on Optimus.
OPTIMUS: Prowl, if this is going to work…
PROWL: I know, I know.
We’re in a Cybertronian prison. Prowl lays alone in a cell. There is no one in any cell near him. The setting is extremely sparse and very isolated.
PROWL (off panel voiceover): I’ve gotta be a team player.
STARSCREAM has led Prime, Mirage and Sunstreaker to Prowl’s cell. Prowl doesn’t move from his prior position at all to greet them.
STARSCREAM: I’m taking a big risk here, Prime.
OPTIMUS: No, you aren’t. If anything goes wrong you get to blame me and elevate yourself. We wouldn’t be here if you didn’t know that. Now leave us.
Starscream has left. View from inside the cell behind Prowl. Prowl has sat up to face Prime, visible outside the bars(forcefield?).
PROWL: Using Starscream’s agenda against him? I’m impressed, Prime. So I’ll assume you’re not here to extradite me?
Close on Prime.
OPTIMUS: I’ll make this short. Whatever you think you’ve become, I know who you once were. And who I think you still are, somewhere.
Prowl leans back, seemingly exhausted.
PROWL: Another one of these talks? So much for keeping it short.
Wider shot to show Sunstreaker and Mirage behind Prime.
OPTIMUS: There are rumors of a massive, mechanical [NOTE: is that the term for robitmen?] being causing considerable damage offworld.
OPTIMUS: I volunteered you…us. To investigate.
Profile shot of Prowl on one side of the bars/divider and Prime on the other. Optional whether the other guys are seen.
PROWL: You volunteered Optimus Maximus, you mean.
OPTIMUS: Not directly, but the potential is what allowed me to negotiate your—
Prowl walking away. Back to Prime.
PROWL: My what, Prime? My parole? Time off for subservient behavior?
SUNSTREAKER: Prowl, come on. We’re only trying to help.
Prowl, small in the foreground, with a larger image of Optimus Maximus behind, beating the shit out of Menasor while structures crumble and Camiens are running scared.
PROWL: I’m sure you are, but I don’t see how this helps.
PROWL: The last time we did this, I ended up here. And I don’t know just how grateful the Camiens were for the assist from the Big Guy.
PROWL: And by the way, aren’t we missing someone?
Ironhide sulks in a corridor outside what is the door to Prowl’s cellblock. Starscream stands nearby looking impatient. And for NO GODDAMN REASON Chromia is there acting as a buffer. Optimus’ head is in a small corner in the foreground.
OPTIMUS: Ironhide is…cooperating with the idea.
OPTIMUS: I won’t lie, Prowl. You have some work to do to regain trust.
Prowl pointing at Mirage and Sunstreaker. Mirage looks sincere, Sunstreaker is breaking eye contact to look away.
PROWL: Who says I want to?
PROWL: And what about you two?
MIRAGE: I remember a bit of what it was like to be an outsider, Prowl. You don’t deserve that.
SUNSTREAKER: You don’t. I get that sometimes you do…things…you think are for the best.
Optimus facing prowl.
OPTIMUS: Prowl, you need to consider what’s at stake here, because I don’t know how many other opportunities there may be.
Optimus and the other two are walking away from the cell toward us down the hallway. Can’t see inside anymore.
OPTIMUS: I’ll see if I can get Starscream to give you some time to respond.
PROWL [not seen, voice coming from cell]: Wait.