Comic Book

Page 1

Panel

Description

1.1

Long thin panel. Glaring sun,

fisherman is on the shore of a
lake, fishing net in hand. He
is dressed in loose fitting
robes, poofy pants, and a
simple turban, poor arabian
gear.

1.2

Small panel left. Fisherman

tosses the net.

1.3

Small panel right. Fisherman

pulls the net back in. It
looks like it is taking a
great effort, he is straining
to pull it.

1.4

Small centre panel left.

Closeup of the fishermans
face. He looks annoyed.

1.5

Small centre panel right.

Closeup of the net open on
the shore, dripping wet. It is
the corpse of a dead donkey,
half decayed, flies already
beginning to swarm.

1.6

Small panel left. He pulls the

net out from under the corpse.

1.7

Insert panel to panel 6. He

tosses the net again.

1.8

Small bottom panel left. He

pulls the net in again, this
time with more ease.

1.9

Small bottom panel right. He

looks in the net, there is a
very dirty jug.

Dialog

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Panel

Description

2.1

Top left panel. He is holding

the jug upside down, as a
stream of mud and dirt flows
out.

2.2

Top centre panel. He looks in

the jug, sq2uinting his eyes.

2.3

Top right panel. He taps the

jug on the bottom trying to
get anything out.

2.4

Centre left panel. He tosses

the jug away, disappointed.

Dialog

Caption: FIsHERMAN
*SIGH...*

2.5

Centre. He hoists the net up

again.

2.6

Centre right. He casts off a

third time.

2.7

Bottom panel. He drags the net

back in again.

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Panel

Description

3.1

Top right panel. His sweating

face close to us, he notices
something in the net.

3.2

Top left panel. He clears the

mud, only to find broken glass
and shards of pottery in the
net.

3.3

Centre panel, wide angle shot.

He tosses the net in to the
lake one more time with great
force.

3.4

Centre-bottom panel. Hes

pulling the net in to shore
again, angry face.

3.5

Bottom panel. From the net

falls a small glass and
gold bottle, thunking on the
ground.

Dialog

Caption: FISHERMAN
FUCK! IN THE NAME OF ISTISHIA AND
THE TEN THOUSAND GODS, GIVE ME A
FUCKING BREAK!

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Panel

Description

4.1

Top right. Closeup of the

Fishermans face.

4.2

Top centre. Closeup of the

bottle, wet and a bit dirty,
but shining on the mud of the
shore.

4.3

Top left. Even closer closeup

of the Fishermans face,
focusing on his eyes.

4.4

Centre panel. Tentatively, he

reaches down for the bottle.

4.5

Bottom left. He holds the

bottle in his hand and looks
at it.

4.6

Bottom right. The bottle in

his hands, we see the lid is
sealed with wax, and on it,
is an eldritch symbol carved
in to the top, including
the three lightning bolts of
Talos.

Dialog

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Panel

Description

5.1

Top right inset to splash. The

fisherman, knife in hand, cuts
the seal on the bottle.

5.2

Top left inset to splash. The

seal pops open, and a tiny
trickle of smoke spills out.

5.3

Splash. The fisherman is

knocked on his arse, the sky
has gone dark. The bottle
floats in mid air as a 12 foot
tall muscular female djinn has
burst from the bottle. Wind
rips around them.

Dialog

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Panel
6.1

6.2

Description

Dialog

Large top panel. Genie is

furious, screaminbg, looking
around the place, still huge,
scimitar in hand, magic
crackling in the air. The
fisherman is cowering.

Caption: GENIE

Centre right panel. She is

still hulking, angry, roaring.

Caption: GENIE

WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU, YOU LITTLE

RAT BASTARD?!

SELMAN, YOU FILTHY WIZARD, I DONT

KNOW WHAT YOU HAVE PLANNED BUT
ILL KILL YOU FIRST!

6.3

Centre left. She notices the

fisherman, cowering in terror.

Caption: GENIE
YOU... ARE NOT SELMAN.

6.4

Middle panel. Closeup of

the fishermans face. He is
absolutely petrified.

6.5

Bottom left panel. The genie

towers over him, staring down
in silence.

6.6

Bottom right panel. She is

still towering over him.

Caption: GENIE
HMM. PITY. I STILL HAVE TO KILL
YOU.

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Panel
7.1

7.2

7.3

Description

Dialog

Top right panel. Fisherman

scrambling to his knees, fear
in his face.

Caption: FISHERMAN

Top left panel. Genie is

facing away from him, looking
at her glowing magical
scimitar.

Caption: GENIE

Centre left panel. Fisherman

is slowly backing away.

Caption: FISHERMAN

WAIT, WHAT? WHY? WHAT DID I DO?

I WILL GIVE YOU SOME TIME TO SAY

YOUR PRAYERS. HOW WOULD YOU LIKE
YOUR DEATH, MORTAL?

WH-WHAT DID I DO? WHY DO YOU HAVE

TO KILL ME? I DONT KNOW SELMAN.
IM NOT A WIZARD. IM JUST A
FISHERMAN! PLEASE!

7.4

7.5

Centre right. Closeup of the

genie. She smiles, turning
back towards the fisherman.

Caption: GENIE

Centre panel. Side shot of

the fisherman and the genie.
The fisherman relaxes a little
bit.

Caption: FISHERMAN

YOUR ACCENT. YOU SPEAK THE

LANGUAGE WELL BUT I AM NOT
FAMILIAR WITH IT.

IM JUST A PEASANT. IM NOT ANYONE

IMPORTANT. THIS IS HOW EVERYONE I
KNOW TALKS.
GENIE
WAIT... WHAT YEAR IS IT? HOW LONG
HAVE I BEEN TRAPPED INSIDE MY
BOTTLE?

7.6

Centre left panel. The

fisherman looks a little
nervous again.

Caption: FISHERMAN
ERM... I DONT KNOW HOW LONG
YOUVE BEEN STUCK THERE, BUT
RIGHT NOW ITS 1422, BY DALE
RECKONING...

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Panel
7.7

Description
Bottom panel. Genie starts to
shrink out of her battle form
and down in to the look and
height of a strong, muscled
woman.

Dialog
Caption: GENIE
I... FOUR HUNDRED. FOUR HUNDRED
YEARS IN THAT FUCKING BOTTLE!

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Panel
8.1

8.2

8.3

8.4

Description
Large top panel. Genie is
human-sized, but screaming
again.

Dialog
Caption: GENIE
FOUR HUNDRED YEARS IN THAT FUCKING
BOTTLE!

Centre left panel. Shes

angry, pacing around. She
points an accusing finger at
the fisherman.

Caption: GENIE

Centre right panel. The

fisherman sits down, shes
still pacing, arms in the air,
ranting, not paying attention.

Caption: GENIE

Long panel. Flashback to

the past. She is in her
adventuring barbarian gear,
dead wizards around her. A
wizard in ornate Jafar robes
stands nearby. The bottle is
on an altar/plinth. On the
floor, magical occult symbols
are drawn in a ring.

Caption: GENIE

DO YOU WANT TO KNOW WHAT HAPPENED

TO ME? I WASNT SUPPOSED TO BE
A GENIE YOU KNOW. OH YES, SURE,
I HAVE SOME OUTSIDER BLOOD IN
MY FAMILY TREE, BUT WHO HASNT,
RIGHT? RIGHT?!

MY WHOLE FAMILY, WE WERE BOUNTY

HUNTERS. WE TRAVELLED AROUND,
SWORDS FOR HIRE. WE GOT AN
EXCELLENT CONTRACT, TO TAKE OUT
A FEW WIZARDS THAT HAD AN ENCLAVE
NEARBY.

IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN EASY. IT

SHOULDNT HAVE ENDED LIKE IT DID.

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Panel
9.1

Description
Splash page. Flashback to the
past. She is getting turned
to smoke, getting sucked
in to the bottle. She is in
tremendous shock.

Dialog
Caption: GENIE
GETTING YOUR REALITY RIPPED FROM
YOU AND BEING FILTERED THROUGH THE
ELEMENTAL PLANES HURTS MORE THAN
YOU COULD EVER KNOW.

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Panel
10.1

Description
Top left panel. She is sitting
down, facing him. He is still
sitting. Her sword is on her
lap.

Dialog
Caption: GENIE
THAT WAS FOUR HUNDRED YEARS AGO.
IVE ONLY HAD THREE OWNERS IN ALL
THAT TIME. THEY WERE ALL BASTARDS.
GENIE
EVERY TIME THEY LET ME OUT TO
DO THEIR BIDDING, I MADE THEM AN
OFFER. I PROMISED INFINITE WEALTH.
I PROMISED POWER. I PROMISED
ANYTHING. ANYTHING, SO LONG AS
THEY FREED ME. THEY NEVER DID.

10.2

Top right panel. She stands,

sword in hand.

Caption: GENIE
AFTER ALL THESE YEARS, IVE
COME TO REALISE I CAN GIFT ANY
MORTAL THE ONE THING THEY SHOULD
TRULY APPRECIATE. THEIR CHOICE
OF DEATHS. YOUR TIME IS OVER,
FISHERMAN.
GENIE
PLEASE MAKE YOUR CHOICE.

10.3

Centre left. Falling forward,

grovelling, the fisherman
raises and arm, begging.

Caption: FISHERMAN
PLEASE, PLEASE DONT KILL ME.
GENIE
I MUST. CHOOSE NOW.

10.4

Centre panel. Closer shot of

the fisherman.

Caption: FISHERMAN
JUST ANSWER ME ONE MORE THING
BEFORE I DIE.

10.5

Centre right. The genie

pauses, looking at the
fisherman in the mud of ths
shore.

Caption: GENIE
WHAT IS IT, MORTAL?

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Panel
10.6

10.7

Description

Dialog

Bottom left. Fisherman kneels

in the mud, unable to look at
the genie in the eyes.

Caption: FISHERMAN

Bottom panel. The genie

laughs, amused.

Caption: GENIE

I STILL DO NOT UNDERSTAND THE

EXTENT OF YOUR POWER. YOU SAY YOU
CAN GRANT WEALTH. POWER. DEATH.
BUT HOW IS IT THAT YOU CAN GROW SO
LARGE? HOW IS IT THAT YOU CAN FIT
INSIDE SUCHA TINY BOTTLE?

YOU STUPID PEASANT. THE POWER OF A

GENIE IS COSMIC. OBSERVE.

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Panel
11.1

11.2

Description

Dialog

Half page. She becomes huge

again, a hulking beast of a
genie, rippling muscle, magic
fracturing the air.

Caption: GENIE

Half page. Smoke sucks back

in to the bottle, the bottle
bouncing with the force. From
the bottle comes a voice.

Caption: GENIE

AT A WHIM, I TOWER OVER THE

LARGEST OF ANY MAN.

OR I CAN SHRINK MYSELF AND RETREAT

BACK TO MY CAGE, IF THE DESIRE
SO TAKES ME. MY POWER IS NIGHT
ENDLESS, MOR--

Page 12

Panel

Description

12.1

Top half page panel. The

fisherman holds the bottle
in his hand, popping the lid
back on with a "pop!".

12.2

Centre left panel. Side shot.

The fisherman puts the bottle
standing upright on the ground
and sits back down, facing it.

Caption: FISHERMAN

Centre right panel. The same

position, but the bottle
wiggles a little.

Caption: FISHERMAN

Bottom panel. The fisherman

leans back a little, relaxing.
Zoomed out, sun starting to
set, sky going orange.

Caption: FISHERMAN

12.3

12.4

Dialog

CAN YOU STILL HEAR ME?

GOOD.

IVE GOT A LITTLE TALE TO TELL YOU

TOO, YOU ARROGANT BITCH.