NEVAEH & NEVAEH script

I don't know if this will be good to look at, good to read, or good in general. Comics is a mix and acceptance of both images AND words, but it's easier these days for me to messily write out a comic or an idea and figure out the rest of it as I'm drawing it. 

What I used to do, making comics as a kid, I would sit at my desk with an idea and figure out how it went or how to tell the joke I wanted to. Real seat of my ass style of writing. It would take a while cus my attention would be taken away by whatever i had on tv for noise. Cartoons usually. I like to keep that feeling at least by letting drawing the comic be the second pass of editing the script and it helps me when I forget something I just thought about, to write em down.

With all of that said, here is the script to the 4-page HiaGB that went up about God and Satan. Here is how I write to myself when I'm making a comic script. Each space represents a new panel, unless I otherwise note to myself as a reminder. Double-spacing represents a new page. Sometimes I write chunks first then go back and break up the paragraphs into panels and pages using that spacing/double-spacing thing.

I like to keep it loose. It helps me not get so bored, it helps me get it out quicker, and feel like I'm not just spinning wheels on one step over and over. Anyway, after this will be the script. If that is something you can get into! I'm also making this a public post so what the hell. Thank you.

shot of an office door from the inside. the frosted glass reads HEAVEN & HEAVEN, like a real estate office. backwards cus we’re on the inside looking at it. 

in a closed-in messy office, god is at his desk finishing up something. 

Devil comes in, slamming the door. looking pleased with himself “Hey-hey! G.D. baby!!!!” 

What are you so loud for? 

I got every reason to be loud. You see this? I got a biiiig score with some frat out in bugworld. And Guess who was the only idiot left alive at that scene, who got the receipt. 

God shrugs 

… Devil thinks for a second. 

That Nut. that nut whose tree went all fucky in front of us. 

you know thbbt *makes an explosion gesture with fingers* 

oh. God thinks 

OHhh god remembers 

oh. god looks disturbed 

Devil asks What? 

Nothing. // What? 

Well...we never really talked about which one of us got that sale at the end of the day what with the.. the blood tree and all. 

Devil remembers. I guess I did now. Right? This last one I got was a big score, some fuckin’ huge Arm came with em and that one’s got the boys upstairs talkin’. 

God paps his hands together guiltily. 

"I submitted my file on that guy the day after the tree thing” he says all at once, overflowing 

oh, You piss-chugging drunk!! // Hey, my case was solid! That was a good deed he done, 

 ...overshadowed by that insane lumberjacking. // I was first on his whole scene! He called me! 

G: Look, it doesn’t even matter. I was told to lay off it.// S: What? 

G: Yeah. Higher-ups said something came up with that jerk’s file. Not to even look at it anymore. It sucked at the time, but I’m over it. 

S: Well…..Where the hell does that leave me, then? 

big triangle one eye boss comes busting in. 

B: I thought I told one of you morons to STAY OFF THE HORSELADY LEAD 

Both are silent and scared. S: wh…horselady? 

B: THIS GUY “he holds up a file with a picture of crange pinned to it. HORSELADY, F. Crange. 

WUhe… devil shrinks away // God: “You told me already boss, it was Satan who filed a new one.” 

B: Shut up, you brown-noser…  

B: Now.. // S: Woah woah woah!! Hold on!! 

S: Th-that was a good get, all those college kids and… and the arm. 

B: We’re not even sure if we’re supposed to HAVE that thing. That Arm belongs to a being, who on the grand cosmic scale of life, thinks of us as little as it does a dog’s dirty butthole. *satan gulps as the dude gets closer to him while he says this* 

BOSS: We can’t accept it. The whole sale is tits-up. And now, this guy, this Craaange. 

B: It’s a garbage lead. We’re cutting it. 

He shoves the whole file, the whole thing into the paper shredder as it groans and shreds up the whole thing.  

it gets stuck halfway in  

and the Boss just waves it off with who cares. “mnyeh…" 

B: “Don’t waste any more of my time, or it’ll be your ass I shred up next.” He points heavily at Satan. 

Boss turns to leave. God calls out “ah.. uh…” 

boss turns in the doorway as God asks “What about the arm? I mean… whose is it?” 

Boss looks lightly and nicely at them both “That….” 

Changes his look to a stern scowl “… is above your pay grade.” 

he slams the door. 

both are left in silence  

God calls over to Satan who is pouting “Hey” satan turns pouting. 

God has two shot glasses and some bourbon. he’s shaking them to call attention 

“Yeah, pour me a double” “gettin yelled at, man…” 

no one likes that *shot of Crange’s photo in the file in the shredder