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- Here's the idea . . .
Meet : Tod and Chad Lunceford.
Cousins. Friends. Co-accused. Self interested, self absorbed, but good natured. They careen through life pin balling from paradox to jam - to one in a million back to end of the world, and then back again. Somehow always making it. Even though the margins are often hair slim. Avid 'heads' - their activities and 'interests' lead them from deal to drop, buy to backroom. Their connected and their busy. Their 'trade' brings them into contact with many walks of 'life'.
Indirect or happen chance do - gooders, their benevolent feats are usually a lucky 'by-product' more than an intentional outcome. Their eyes focus more intuitively on the pulse of digital scales and watching for flashing lights, than scanning for incoming storms and helping campers. They just end up doing that, albeit, on their way back from making weed oil in an old 'sugar - shack' way down Charlie Smiths side-road. You know - on the way to 'score' they end up saving / helping / rescuing a bunch of cheerleaders that would have been eaten / incinerated / attacked by ant-men / aliens / were-wolves who were roaming / escaped / crashed in the hills.
The world is still very loosely formed. It's evolving daily. Essentially they are anti hero dudes that have crazy capers with weird characters who are being constantly assailed by monsters while getting wasted and partying. Sometimes working with the 'enemy' for common goals ( business ) sometimes having to take them on. Cause "like - why not . . . heh man ??? "
Sex, drugs and escaped government test 'chimps'. Super powered transsexuals, insect human hybrids, beings from other dimensions. All have residence in this 'Dim' world. Can you see it - a swamp creature creeping up on a bunch of guys on mushrooms head banging to Iron Maiden.
Maybe they punch out the creature ? Who knows. Maybe they get it high ?
The chaps live with their Aunt Dorthy. She couldn't give a shit about them. She doesn't mind their dealing, it keeps her in 'perks' anyhow. Bingo. Liquor and the bar. That's where shes at. And that's alright by the boys. This arrangement gives them plenty of lea-way to pursue their lifestyle. And pursue it they do. Busy, busy, busy - always on the run - if it's not a bunch of monsters on their tails - it's the cops.
Here's a couple of concept pieces I did of the guys. I also thought these might make interesting stories.
THE WOKED -
Chad runs across an escaped / resurrected mummy on his way home, in an 'off - limits' area of town known as the 'Fucked Lands'. After visiting their friend Mike, who having recently returned from British Columbia with 3 pounds of skunk. Chad decides to take a short cut through the 'Fucked lands' ( so named because of 'weird' things that have happened there - for years, that defy explanation - ) in a bid to save time and catch a new episode of Dallas, Chad enters. Looking about for a spot to use, he thinks he see's an old tool shed, or gardening building. After getting a dusty torch burning, and rolling the bat he sparks it up only to be interrupted by . . . . . . . . . . " ARRRAAGggghhhh . . . "
Needless to say he's winded when he gets home -
Todd - "Holy shit man - what the hell ?"
Chad panting - "Man, I just did the craziest thing !"
T - "What dude, are the cops coming here ???" Jumps up, looks out window.
C - "No man. I fought a homeless guy !!!"
T - "What ???"
C - "Yeah man - I stopped in an old shack I found in the Fucked Lands - well - "
T - "YOU WHAT ???"
C - "Man, I had to take a short cut - I'd miss Dallas, and NO WAY - I am not missing that !"
T - " So - wait, you go into the Fucked Lands, and then you fight a homeless guy ?"
C - "Well it's not like I wanted to -" Wiping a hand across his smirk -" I stopped to smoke a cone, you know - try it out -"
T - Suspiciously - "Yeah . . . ?"
C - "Yeah - well I get it going, and then I hear this noise - I guess I woked 'em - this FILTHY old dirt bag comes out wrapped in toilet paper - all Rahhhh - and shit, and tries to grab me -"
T - "Dude !" He is cut off by Chad in his excitement.
C - "Yeah, so I like jump to the side and when he comes around I kneed his balls out his mouth !!!"
T - "You what . . . didn't you hear . . . you don't know, do you ?"
C - "Know what man - ?" laughing.
T - "That was no homeless guy - that was the escaped mummy from that fucked up chemical spill thing down at the Airport, last week. He's been missing since then."
C - "W h a t t t ???"
T - "Looks like you found him dude." Tod howls, but not for too long - remembering - "DUDE - tell me . . . you got the dope ???"
C - "Oh yeah buddy - and it's G O O D ! ! ! "
Acrid smoke blues the chip bag air as the two boys are bathed in television glow.
THAT DAMNED THING -
Chad and Tod come across a repulsive and loathsome new form of life inside the abandoned home of Louise Brown, Tod's ex-girlfriend. They go over to her place, actually - to look under the back shed. You see - that's where Tod stashed all of his pornography. It was a good idea at the time - but now that he's been single for awhile, couple - few years, well, it's time to get the media back. Much to their surprise the home is abandoned. Never in too good of shape to start with, it took little time for the building to atrophy. Having not made it to the shed to search for nudy mags and VHS tapes yet, they decide to enter the house to snoop around.
And thats where they find . . . it !!!
I had an idea 'it' would be Mr. Mc Knavish. An old retired shop keeper from downtown. Nice enough, but - subtly malicious. He passed the years, tormenting and needling children. Pulling at the seams. Only to be institutionalized with dementia. He escapes / wanders off one night. But not just ANY night. For there was a stellar alignment of constellations, also - unknown to us humans, a multi-dimensional meshing, that created an energy hub in the diagonal negative fan. What does this mean : it means - old Mr. Meany wanderers right into the middle of this galactic hick-up and gets zapped. You see, the dementia as it takes away - for a period, also gives. And what we mistake for 'wandering thoughts' and 'day-dreaming' when you go to visit grandpa - is actually higher resonance tuning. They are convening with 'outer entities'. And that's what lead Mr. Mc Knavish to the intersection and his judging ground. That as it turned out - was in Louise's, former back yard. And for his 'crimes' he is turned, actually fused with a Wolf Spider that was passing too closely at the time. 'You lived enjoying seeing others dangling in webs - so as you had once postured - YOU SHALL BE !!! '
I thought it could be cool to have Mr. M - or, 'THAT DAMNED THING' as it comes to be known - fill the role of the wise / seer - advice giver. After finding him he forces the boys to swear to and be bound by an oath of secrecy. Mr. M - needs help, and the boys can be his 'arms and eyes' out there in the world. He also feels he needs to perform some 'good deeds' in an attempt to try to help reverse his punishment. In his new - cursed condition, not only was his body changed, but so was his mind. He can now 'see' into the future and clearly into the past. He perceives time completely differently than we do. And because of that, as things evolve - the boys come to value him more and more. So in return for the assistance, he does favors for the boys. He tells them things. He shows them things. He knows.