The Boo-Ya!, Season 2- Issue 3: Part 3.1

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13.1: On this same image, the layout widens in order to highlight via imagery some of the stuff that happened to her since the challenge began. On one side, we see her in the same meditative pose from the end of the previous page combatting a rush of Arctic-quality air hitting her face and body. On the other end, there’s the sense of monsoonal rain and wind crashing at her.

ROBIN

(Cont., thought bubble) Just…gotta keep my head in place. Remember wh–what I’m fighting…for! Which honestly would be a lot helpful if I knew what the rules were…or where the bloody clock is. Certainly would help…painwise! 13.2: Same setting/layout as the previous panel. The images fade, along with the sense of unbearable toastiness from before. Which gets the human woman to slowly open her eyes and take in just what’s happening.

ROBIN

(thought bubble)

Creepy, utter silence…Not what I was asking for, universe. Maybe it means something good’s about to–

13.3: The first thing she spots, moving to a standing position, sends a proverbial chill down her back.

LAURA

(Off-Panel)

I don’t believe for one damn second you’re that sad!

ROBIN …Shit!

13.4: Standing a handful of feet away, looking at Ms. Cartwright with a dark and ominous glint, is LAURA, Robin’s mother.

LAURA

(Cont., scoffs)

What do you have to be sad over? You never had any real connection to anything normal or proper. Every relationship you ever had ended as quickly as it started. Thanks to your silly “genotherapy,” you could try for one of those aliens you always fancied–like that Doctor Who fella!

13.5: As the vision of her mother continues on, right next to her is one of Robin’s friend AIMEE dressed in a NATO uniform who slides in with her own theory to the endeavour.

AIMEE

(just as darkly ominous as “LAURA”)

It could be another type of…connection she’s missing back on Earth.

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14.1: Back to Robin where we start to see on her face the first cracks coming from this whole business, listening as Aimee finishes up the rest of her statement.

AIMEE (Cont., Off-Panel)

If only she had the courage to act on it!

ROBIN

You–You were never interested in me in that way.

AIMEE

(Bubble 2, Off-Panel)

You had four years to work with–you never even bothered to try!

14.2: A profile shot of “AIMEE,” “LAURA,” and a vision of Robin’s deceased father “JEREMY” move closer to the young human woman; the ominous darkness increasing compared to the last ones.

JEREMY

That is a running theme with you, is it not, dearest? Whether it’s Band in High School…

LAURA (chiming in)

…or Football…

JEREMY

(Bubble 2) …or that obsession with Tap. Each one of them you quit or just got bored with it.

AIMEE

Give it time, being at NATO would’ve ended the same way. Not to mention whatever this silly nonsense with this Madam woman.

LAURA (Bubble 2)

Maybe you fancy her? You certainly have a thing for–

14.3: Close-up on Robin’s face a few moments later, listening on the very edge of excruciating pain as the noise and bits of self-doubt start to swirl and bash around her head.

14.4: The three of them stop mid-stride, thrown back slightly by a primal scream of frustration that bursts in off-panel.

ROBIN

(Off-Panel) ENOUGH!!

14.5: Cut to Ms. Cartwright moving toward the group with a sense of courage and determination that, like a snowball moving down a mountain, grows with each beat of time that passes. From her periphery, she notices the first view of the running clock (2:11)

ROBIN

(thought bubble) About bloody time that showed up…! (Bubble 2)

You think all this self-confidence and sexuality crap is gonna break me? Shit, that’s been my life for over twenty years!