This is a script for a comic/illustraded freeverse thing that I don't have time to produce, and probably won't remember thinking of in the morning.
It's pretty goo for a rough draft, so whatever.
Big, white panels, stacked vertically, square borders.
Fanatics.
[panel depicts a largish group of football fans raving, and scoffing beer and dogs. ]
Fans for short.
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[students stand apart in dress coded cliques]
Our society increasingly teaches us to identify people by what they are not.
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[panel is sliced up like a pie, depicting isolated individuals. Girl in wheeelchair, panhandler, depressed person, etc.]
We push people away becasue tyhat kid isn't in our grade, that peson isn't of our heritage, that family isn't from our church, that guy doesn't follow our show.
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In this world of isolation, it's no wonder the fan convention was risen so strongly.
[Ren-faire types selling swords to guys in armor, who eat fried chicken from a paper bucket]
It is good to be among your own people.
--panel borders grow fainter over the thing under panles are unbordered into the white background
[diverse gamers crowd a tiny table]
It is good to know there will always be room for you at that table.
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[Fat balding man in midriff revealing sailor mercury cosplay]
Everyone needs a place where they can let it all hang out, for a while.
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We feel safe from judgement here.
[TKD and Karate experts face off in a ring]
For we know that even when there is conflict
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[Jedi duels with a Klingon, leaping the bat'leth, while swinging his saber over a ducking adversary.]
There's a common passion that drives us.
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[Goku and Ichigo cosplayers shaking hands or something.]
Our fellow fans are our brothers.
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We are not just fanatics.
[Pastiche of the Warriors of the World album cover, feturing all the above panels behind the flag carrier]
We are the warriors of the world.
So, yeah. I must sleep.
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