Showing posts with label Booster Gold. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Booster Gold. Show all posts

Friday, October 6, 2017

EXCLUSIVE--Rejected Script From DC's Doomsday Clock!!

As we all know, both the UN Security Council and the Illuminati have banned me from writing comic books.

Still, I feel compelled from time to time to try and sneak some things through the anti-snell firewall.

Case in point--DC's forthcoming Doomsday Clock, which will feature Geoff Johns giving every fan what they've always wanted: Alan's Moore's beloved Watchmen characters explaining why it's not Geoff John's fault that the nu52 sucked really hard.

On the sly, I submitted a script. Of course, despite a jaunty pseudonym, I couldn't disguise my writing style, and the script was swiftly rejected. And shredded. And burned.

Still, I had the foresight to save a copy. So here is a crucial scene from the 1st issue of my proposal for Doomsday Clock.

DOCTOR MANHATTAN: Behold, Kal-El, I have come to--

SUPERMAN: Hold on a second...you're just a Captain Atom knock-off!

RORSCHACH: Hrrrmmm.

BATMAN: And this guys just Travis Bickle meets The Question. Seriously, how can characters so derivative be a threat to our universe?

BOOSTER GOLD (whispers to SKEETS): Yeah, like those Metal "Dark Multiverse" Batmen weren't derivative...

OZYMANDIAS: I think you're underestimating the sheer genius I bring to the table!

BATMAN: Some genius. You kept your entire masterplan--unencrypted!!--on a computer with the password Ramses II. I mean, how stupid was that? Even the lame Nite Owl was able to crack that!

NITE OWL: Now wait just one--

FLASH: Who are you even supposed to be, anyway? Are you Batman, are you Blue Beetle...?

BOOSTER GOLD: I knew Ted Kord. I worked with Ted Kord. You, sir are no Ted Kord.

DOCTOR MANHATTAN: Listen, men of Earth-0. We successfully deconstructed the super-hero genre on our Earth, and now--

HAL JORDAN (Makes raspberry sound): Please. You had one person with super-powers in the entire universe. Even the earliest Golden Age publishers had more than that. All you "deconstructed" was the Charlton universe, and, well, there's a reason that failed multiple times!!

OZYMANDIAS: I think you're overlooking how brilliantly I manipulated the world into peace!!

SUPERMAN: Congratulations. You invented fake news. Well done. We already have enough of that here.

BATMAN: Don't forget the thousands and thousands of deaths he's responsible for. Which he conveniently didn't have to pay any price for.

RORSCHACH: Soon you will come to us for help. And we will look down and whisper--

FLASH: Don't you idiots realize that you're the villains? You're. The. Bad. Guys. You screwed up your tiny little universe with one planet and only one guy with powers. You couldn't handle even that much, so you took your world to the brink of annihilation, killing millions--and you want extra credit for that? Get bent.

DOCTOR MANHATTAN (clearing his throat loudly): A-HEM. As I was saying, we have come to... [drones on in background]

BATMAN (whispers to SUPERMAN): Keep him talking. My tachyon suit is almost ready. I'll take care of him.

BOOSTER GOLD: (whispering to SKEETS): Yeah, as long as Doc Manhattan doesn't have a mother named Martha...

Well, it just goes on like for 12 issues.

I wonder why they rejected it?


Monday, March 17, 2014

Manic Monday--Reviewing Science Fiction Comics With Booster And Beetle!

It's time for a mature, sophisticated look at the adventures of:

And what kind of spaced-based excitement do we have in store this month?


Oh, come on, Ted, be mature. It's the name of a planet, for heavens sake!

Anyway, there are these viscous space pirates, and...


You too, Booster? Come on, this is a perfectly serious story about crook who just happen to have a base on...well, let the commander say it:


*Snort* OK, "The raiders are operating from Uranus" is pretty funny, guys. But can we tone it down? Think of the kids. Just be mature for a few more panels!


All the excitement is at Uranus?!?!?! Bwahahahahaha

Ahem. You two are getting to me. Look, just one more panel, OK? Can we be grown-ups about this?


Bwahahahahahaha...Task Force Strong takes off for...hahahahahahahahahahaa!!

Look, I know this has all been stunningly immature. But if could have been much worse!! If this captioned change just a little bit...

...to "the bowels of Uranus," well, we never would have gotten them to shut up!

From Tom Corbett, Space Cadet #2 (1955)

Friday, June 20, 2008

Friday Night Fights--Squisssshh Style!!

So what do you do, when the nefarious Mr. Mind...

Bug-ugly...is nestled in your evil dad's brain, and threatening to take over the multiverse??

First, you zap the hell out of him...

Futuristic earwax treatment...then you accidently blow off your dad's ear (oops)...

Ear's looking at you...sorry, sorry...then when Wormy tries to make his escape...

Inch worm, inch worm......you have your dead best friend put his foot down!!

Don't tread on me
Matter over Mind!!Oh, don't woory, kiddies...Mr. Mind just tranferred his intellect into one of his thousands of "children"...probably.

Bahlactus eats punks like Mr. Mind for breakfast every morning...Mmm, mmm squisssshhy!!

Bug-killin' from Booster Gold #10.