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Paginated Comic Scripts

"Skeleton Flowers"

6 Page Comic Script

Terrence stands up, looking a little unsteady on his feet. He still has his hand on his head, and he looks dazed.

 

Terrence: Where… Where am I?

OTS shot of Terrence looking down at the flowers in the meadow.

 

Terrence: Huh? Ghost orchids…? But those only grow- !

We can see Terrence silhouetted against the large expanse of meadows. The ground is rumbling underneath his feet.

 

SFX: grummble rrumble

Large trees start to grow up from the earth, shaking the ground violently. Terrence is thrown off balance by roots sprouting up beneath him.

 

SFX: RRUMMBLE
 

The meadows have been replaced by a thickly wooded forest. Only a few streams of sunlight break through the trees, leaving dappled shadows among the undergrowth. The ghost orchids now grow on vines that cling to the tree trunks. Terrence, knocked down by the shaking, is sitting on a large tree root.

 

Terrence: on trees…

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Scrolling Format Comic Scripts

"Ghost Orchids" Chapter 1

33 Panel Comic Script

OPEN on TERRENCE, crossbody bag and belt with vials of flowers/leaves and small tools, making his way through the woods. It is around noon, tree leaves making dappled shadows on the ground.

CAPTION

(Terrence): I didn’t believe what my mother said when I was a kid…

Terrence kneels by a berry bush, reaching for a pair of tweezers on his belt.

CAPTION

(Terrence): about curses or bad luck. All I did…

CLOSE on twig being plucked off with tweezers.

CAPTION

(Terrence): was pick a flower.

SFX (Twig): Snap!

OVER HIS SHOULDER, we see the distant opening of a cave. Terrence puts the twig in one of the empty vials around his belt.

CAPTION

(Terrence): It started with minor inconveniences. Stubbing my toe on my

desk, tripping over an untied shoelace…

CAPTION

(Terrence): Nothing you’d blink twice at.

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"Ghost Orchids" Chapter 2

53 Panel Comic Script

As the satyr winds up a punch, Terrence leans over, reaching for the shattered bits of glass on the floor.

TERRENCE: N-Not a problem! Lemme pick this up for you!

The satyr throws a punch, but it goes right over Terrence’s head and hits a CENTAUR in the back of their head.

SFX: Bam!

Just as the centaur whips their head around, Terrence is standing upright again, completely oblivious.

TERRENCE: So sorry!

Misunderstanding the situation, the centaur kicks Terrence in the back, knocking him into the satyr.

TERRENCE: Oof!

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"Ghost Orchids" Chapter 3

41 Panel Comic Script

CUT to the market. Tents and wagons line the dirt path, merchants proudly showing off their wares. People walk around, perusing. Terrence examines dried herbs hanging from a stall, satchel over his shoulder and journal tucked under his arm.

CAPTION: Merchant’s Alley, later.

SFX (Crowd): Chatter chatter

The MERCHANT manning the stall - a slender elf with sharp eyes - pats Terrence on the back. He holds a bundle of ginger root in his other hand.

MERCHANT: What are we lookin’ for today?

TERRENCE: Not positive myself…

Terrence tugs at the eyepatch string wrapped behind his ear.

TERRENCE: but I hope to make some medicine.

JUMP CUT. The merchant waves from behind Terrence, who leaves the stall with a drawstring pouch. Some leaves and flower bulbs poke through the opening at the top.

MERCHANT: Come again!

TERRENCE:

(Thought Bubble): Were herbs always this expensive?

Terrence continues down the street, scanning the items on display at each tent.

SFX (Crowd): Chatter chatter

Looking toward a wagon in the foreground, Terrence stops and looks surprised.

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Screenplays

"Lesson of the Lily"

7 Page Screenplay

EXT. MARSHY FOREST - DAY

The sun shines brightly through the branches of weeping willows and oaks. Ferns dot the ground, leading to a still pond. Numerous lily pads drift on the water's surface.

MEELYN, a 10 year-old forest sprite with a sprig on top of his head, chases a dragonfly through the ferns.

CALLUM (O.S.)

Hey, are you listening to me?

CALLUM, six years Meelyn's senior with a lily pad sprouting from his hair, steps up beside his junior and shoos away the insect.

MEELYN

Aw, you scared him away!

(under his breath)

You meanie.

CALLUM

It's our job to help the creatures,

not bug them.

MEELYN

(snorts)

Bug! Get it?

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