You know it seems odd to say that now, but I remember when I was younger it was common practice for me to just call Ryan and Sean “Brothers” as if it was one collective name they shared. “Brothers, wanna go outside?” “Please don’t cry, brothers!” “Dad, brothers did it!”
I just wanted to wish you guys a happy birthday here since I know you both read this site, and since there are no good e-card sites anywhere and I’m too poor to buy either of you a real card (or gift).
So Happy Twenty… (um, let’s see, they’re three years younger than me, and I’m 22, so they’re 19 now… so yeah…) Happy Twentieth Birthday, Ryan and Sean!
Ah, that blissful month when Scott’s only my older brother by *two* years . . .As for the "brothers" thoughts, my blood still boils at the thought of Steve once greeting the two of us with "Hello, ladies."
Happy Birthday, guys!!! I think I witnessed one of you getting attacked by Steve… hehehe
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, LADIES!!!!i mean- err..wait, no, that’s what i meant to say after all.
Wait, Mr. Bread is Scott and Seans brother? Really? I had no idea.Happy B-Day you guys!
that would have been me.I’m working on a script for a second Hammerspace comic regaling that incident. Plus some other stuff I made up to make it more interesting. ;)
I think I should write a Hammerspace comic, too. Maybe about me and steve. I’d do one about Miles, to be different, but I’ve never actually met Miles.Suggestions, anyone?
er… Not quite what I’m thinking of, but interesting nonetheless. I ought to polish up that idea for an Isometric for ya sometime.Or just do my own damn webcomic already.
Ah, jeez Pat. Pay attention!
<ROLLING ON THE FLOOR LAUGHING TOO HARD TO TYPE ANYTHING WORTHWHILE>Miles, you are my new rock’n'roll superhero.I’m going to write a comic about you anyway.
<scott> .oO( Why am I chewbacca? )these are great, miles!
FADE IN:EXT. WUDAN MOUNTAIN. MIST RISES THROUGH THE TREES LIKE SLOWED-DOWN STEAM. PAN, REVEALING A DISTANT FIGURE CARRYING HUGE LOGS UPSTREAM THROUGH AN ICY, WAIST-DEEP RIVER.
OLD MAN (V.O.) And then Sean trained in the mountains for many months, hammering every weakness from his body and spirit, infusing it now with the skills of the Wind Dragon.
CLOSE UP SHOT
SEAN My name is Neo!
PANEL 1: (BEACH SCENE)
SEANETTA: Eek!
SEAN: That big jerk has been kicking sand in our faces all day! Hey, you!
PANEL 2: (big guy grabs sean by the bicep)
BURTON HAVELKO (wearing male one-piece bathing suit, strap over one shoulder circus strongman style): Listen, shrimp! I oughta mertilize ya! But you’re apt to dry up an’ blow away! HAW, HAW HAW!
SEAN: ulp!
PANEL 3: (sean, seanetta converse)
SEAN: that darn bully!
SEANETTA: Oh– don’t worry about it, LITTLE BOY!
PANEL 4: (indoors, alone)
SEAN: God DAMN It!! [kicking over chair]
SEAN: I’ll return that bastard’s offense a hundredfold! With the Aleister Crowley body-building program!!
PANEL 5: (darkened room, only light is a candle)
SEAN: Ateh, Malkuth, Ve-Geburah, Ve Gedulah, Le-Olam . . . [ tying complex knots of woolen cord around an undentifiable fist-sized bundle which drips dark red fluid ]
SEAN: mwa, ha, ha…
PANEL 6: (roadside culvert with car embedded in it, tail-up… police photographer is taking a photo)
CAPTION: AND HAVELKO DROVE HIS CAR INTO A DITCH THE VERY NEXT DAY
SEANETTA: Oh, sean! You ARE a man after all!
SEAN o o O HERO OF THE BEACH!!
PASSERSBY: He is possesed of dark and unnatural powers! Beware, beware!
<pulsating techno soundtrack>
SEAN (running): I wish I was a hunter, in search of different food / I was I was the animal that fits into that mood
STEVE (chasing): KOMM ZU MIRRRRR!!!!
Steve: I have you now!!
Sean (headlocked): Can’t shake him!
Bread (w/rubber band gun): whoo!
Steve (letting go): Ow! Hey!
Bread: you’re all clear! Get him and let’s go home!
[ Sean DOUSES steve with WATER BALLOON ]
Bread: Great shot, kid, that was one in a million!
– CUT to AWARD CEREMONY –
[ Annie, beaming, hangs candy necklaces on Bread and Sean ]
Scott: Nraaaawr!