The Boo-Ya! #2: Pages 1-2

Issue 2- "Angry Little Bastard" (Translation of Issue 2 of "The Boo-Ya!" to the backward, hot mess of an Earth language known as English is sponsored by hit ABN show, "The Dastjloor." Twenty females, and one special amorphous creature, from twenty planets fighting, both psychologically and in pitched combat, for the affection of the virile Dastjloor, famous heartthrob Blahnk Sleight. Who will find true love? Who will joined the ranks of the Barren? And who will disgrace their fair race and become a snack for the soul-sucking Ailus? Find out when the new season premieres 3.1 September at 2000 CST.) Page 1, 6 Panels- Committee of Defense, Tristellar Alliance Parliament, Capitol Planet Panel 1: We focus on a close-up image of MP ATOM AHARONS, Chairman of the Committee of Defense (one of a litany of other committees that make up the Tristellar Alliance's Parliament). He's dressed in a crisp gray suit that barely contains the muscular physique of the representative from the planet Galatiel. His golden coiffed hair gleaming underneath the glare of the room's lighting system, which happens to be the only thing gowing brightly amidst the look of boredom that is being hidden by a faux sense of political collegiality. WITNESS [Off-Panel, to the committee; translated to standard Capitol language similar to English]: "Esteemed males, demi-males and amorphous creatures of the Committee of Defense...I believe the Mayvis is the next generation of fighters that will maintain our Sky Force's domination over the disputed Aarvess system." Panel 2: Same setting as the previous panel. The layout widens slightly to take in a couple of more of Mr. Aharons' colleagues, one to each side. Unlike their colleague situated in the center of the panel view, they both appear to be far more engaged in the discussion at hand taking place off-panel. You can see in the background behind the three of them the bottom section of the logo to the Tristellar Alliance plastered on a big black flag. WITNESS [Cont.]: "Its acceleration point is over a duhzeen times faster than anything currently found either the legendary Kehtnis or the Bet'ny, two ships of which stand as the very fastest our Sky Force have ever produced. All we hear in the media are how the Mayvis' engines can overheat after a quinla straight of flying, or how its power source is cost-prohibitive compared to the TASF's current rohtla Defense budget. But there is so much good that can be done for the Alliance That's why I'm here..." Panel 3: Same setting as the previous panel. The layout widens slightly more to take in the rest of the august body that make up the Committee of Defense. In total, there are 29 MPs that make up the committee on most days. On this day though, only about fourteen of them happen to be seated in order to fill the quota inside the large, august commitee room with the full view of the Tristellar Alliance's flag in the background. Its logo also in prominence in the background with the 3 silver orbs (representing the star systems that make up the TA) in harmonious balance with "Tristellar Alliance" written straight through it. WITNESS [Cont.]: "I believe that an increase in the Defense budget over the next decarohtla by 20% to 330 behillion Eunits is necessary to get the Mayvis functional as it enters the mass Development stage inside TASF Base Feurry. Yes, there have been a rash of robberies over the last two weatts of our other military installations. But I think..." Panel 4: Same settting/layout as the page's first panel. We see the good MP's attention pulled down, seconds after the action of Panel 3, to a point underneath the desk where his portable Comm happens to be ringing at that same moment. The outside world fades out to a voidless, meaningless drone like an air conditioner operating in full blast. Panel 5: Cut to a shot of the main screen to the Comm that Mr. Aharons is holding. Written by someone named simply "X," in white letters, is a single message- "Have good news boss. I'll see you in an horut- main Parliament plaza." You can also see part of the MP's matching gray trousers as well as sandals with a metallic strip in the center of his ten-toed feet. Panel 6: We move back to a shot of MP Aharons a split second later, taken from the desktop in front of him looking out. A mixture of the glow from the lighting fixture mixes with a little bit of black and someof the futuristic looking architecture that makes up the interior of the committee room. The same wordless droning that was in play in the previous panel is still visible here, along with a half-smile over Atom's face for reasons connected to the previous message from Panel 5. Page 2, 6 Panels- Lobby, TA Parliament Building, Capitol Planet Panel 1: Same layout as the last panel of the previous page, focused on the MP looking for the person who sent him the text message. The setting changes slightly to the general lobby area of the Parliament building. The background behind him and to the side showing a sea of politicians and visitors who happen to be walking through the same area at the same time to different locations in the building. CAPTION: Lobby, TA Parliament Building- Halfhorut (Half an hour in Earthly parlance) Panel 2: Same setting/layout as the previous panel. The background continuing to change with the same rotation of politicians and visitors that we also saw in Panel 1. A few moments later, Mr. Aharons attention is pulled over in the direction of a sound coming from within the sea of bodies. One, in particular, that belongs to the one called "X." XAMAELEON [Off-Panel]: Ehyo, Bosso! Panel 3: Cut to a shot of a row of people of the same type of varied body type and shape that we saw in Page 1 as the one known as XAMAELEON passes through them. A wiry looking person dressed in a nondescript looking black suit that looks human, save for the amorphous red blob that is his face with shades of black where the mouth and the eyes should be. X is holding a tablet computer in his right hand pressed to his chest. His body language, however, shows someone who is considerably more cockier and full of bravado than his shrimply exterior. XAMAELEON [Cont., to MP Aharons]: Back from the dangling Gwalxsis known as Glahar...with many glorious shinies! Panel 4-5: We move to a side shot of Xamaeleon and MP Aharons when they finally stand face-to-face, with Xamaeleon on the left of the panel view. He continues on with his cocky bit of bravado that we saw in Panel 3, which is wearing on the MP's nerves. In Panel 5, which closes in slightly on our two antagonists faces, we see Mr. Aharon grab the slightly taller and younger looking X by the scruff of his collar and pulls him in toward his face. XAMAELEON [glances to his left; Panel 4]: Now, where in the name of Ahrn can I get something ice cold that'll cause a considerable amount of hallucinations? I was thinking-- MP AHARONS [interjecting, to Xamaleon; Panel 4]: Shut your flarking mouth before I burn it off! MP AHARONS [Cont., in a muted voice; Panel 5]: What the hells have I told you time and time again? When you're in the Capitol, don't talk li-- XAMAELEON [demurely and finishing the statement, to MP Aharons; Panel 5]: Like a Martian! I know... XAMAELEON [Cont., with a defensive tone; Panel 5, Bubble 2]: It's not like anyone who mattered could hear us! MP AHARONS [frustrated; Panel 5, Bubble 2]: You dense, outer rim numpty... Panel 6: Cut to a close-up of MP Aharons face a split second later. His face brimming with frustration and rage. The intensity of his statement to his underling increases with each word that flows out of his mouth. In the background, the sea of politicos and visitors begins to trickle down to a few as they reach their destination, beit outside to the Tramway or to another committee room in order to begin another scheduled meeting of government. MP AHARONS [Cont. to Xamaeleon, pointing to his face with his left hand]: This face--is one of the most recognizable ones in the Tristellar Alliance (A product, I might add, of fevteen rohtlas of work in this pile of shite show). This is the face of someone who, many say, will become the next Prime Chancellor next rohtla. MP AHARONS [Cont., Bubble 2]: There are dozens and dozens of people in this flarking building who would love nothing more to bury me before I get even a sniff of the Beschuldigig. Showing that face in here...just gives them more ammunition to derail me and the Grand Plan, not to mention the comfortably affluent lifestyle you've grown accustomed to in the Captiol. MP AHARONS [Cont., Bubble 3]: As much as I love you and the skills you bring to the table, Xamaeleon, you flark with the Plan again with your reckless shite and I will not hesitate to skewer you on a spike and feed you to the Kremlees back on Galatiel.