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Arcas – Sample 5

© Art by JC Thomas from ARCAS

Below you’ll find pages 9-12 of the upcoming graphic novel Arcas. These pages correspond to roughly the first half of the script pages from Arcas – Sample 2. Enjoy.

Arcas Page 09 (Art by J.C. Thomas)
Arcas Page 09, illustrated by JC Thomas
Arcas Page 010, illustrated by JC Thomas
Arcas Page 10, illustrated by JC Thomas
Arcas Page 11, illustrated by JC Thomas
Arcas Page 11, illustrated by JC Thomas
Arcas Page 12, illustrated by JC Thomas
Arcas Page 12, illustrated by JC Thomas


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Arcas – Sample 4

© Art by JC Thomas from ARCAS

Below you’ll find the pages 6-8 of the upcoming graphic novel Arcas. These pages correspond to roughly the second half of the script pages from Arcas – Sample 1, and are in progress pages. Minor amendments to copy are still pending, but the art begged to be shared. Enjoy.

Arcas page 6, illustrated by JC Thomas
Arcas page 6, illustrated by JC Thomas
Arcas page 7, illustrated by JC Thomas
Arcas page 7, illustrated by JC Thomas
Arcas page 8, illustrated by JC Thomas
Arcas page 8, illustrated by JC Thomas


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Arcas – Sample 3

© Art by JC Thomas from ARCAS

Below you’ll find the first 5 pages of the upcoming graphic novel Arcas, beautifully illustrated by JC Thomas. These pages correspond to roughly the first half of the script pages from Arcas – Sample 1.

Arcas International Space Station

Arcas page 1, illustrated by JC Thomas

Panning from entry ladder down spacestation corridor into central as laughter can be heard

Arcas Page 2, illustrated by JC Thomas

Pan into dining area across bolted down chairs and into common room

Arcas Page 3, illustrated by JC Thomas

Pan through common area by entertainment viewing corner, workout area, and to a Foosball table

Arcas Page 4, illustrated by JC Thomas

Pan out of common area, into a view room with seats facing screens that show the Jovian system.  Voices over each panel. Voice 1"You Cheat" Voice 2 "You lose poorly" Voice 2 "You're up." Voice 3 "I'm busy" Voice 2 "Too bad. Time for R & R, Gant."

Arcas Page 5, illustrated by JC Thomas


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Arcas – Sample 2

© Art by JC Thomas from ARCAS

Below you’ll find the second writing sample for ARCAS. These are pages for the original short film from which the comic is being adapted. Enjoy!

ARCAS

By

Chris Hutton

Story by

Marielle Woods and Chris Hutton

INT. CENTRAL WORKSTATION – DAY

Computers everywhere. Floor to ceiling. Two booth-like stations screened off to either side of a two-seated central monitor area. More seats at less important stations.

Sam taps a button. Casual. He’s done this a million times.

SAM

Say again, Artemis Base?

ARTEMIS DIRECTOR (SPEAKER)

We are good for launch. Copy Arcas Station? Good for launch.

Sam blows at the steam from his coffee and grabs a sesame seed from a pile. He holds the seed through an air hole of a mouse cage; EDDY, the mouse, noses at the offering.

SAM

Check. EECOM?

COMMANDER SITWELL (SPEAKER)

Go.

SAM

Hydraulics?

COMMANDER SITWELL (SPEAKER)

All go, Sam. Prep the mess hall, we’ll be back in time for lunch.

SAM

Hallelujah, sir.

COMMANDER SITWELL (SPEAKER)

Our resident cynic been giving you a hard time?

SAM

Not at all, sir – just ready to kick someone else’s butt after six months playing with that cheat.

COMMANDER SITWELL (SPEAKER)

You just want us back so I’ll sign your release and get you off that orbiting tin can and down here where the real action is.

SAM

Just ready to do my part–

An orange light blinks on the console, lit then gone.

SAM (CONT’D)

Hold. I had a flicker on booster 3.

COMMANDER SITWELL (SPEAKER)

Copy. Likely a short, again. Still reading?

Sam stares. No light. Finally presses the button to speak.

SAM

No. I’d like to call in Xu. Advise.

COMMANDER SITWELL (SPEAKER)

Negative. All reads well on board and at Artemis Base. Relay Ship II is good for launch. Let’s go.

SAM

Copy that Commander. See you soon.

A timer begins on the monitor: “30. 29. 28…” Sam glances to the thruster light. Still off. Pauses on it.

“23. 22. 21…”

The light remains unlit. Sam runs his hand through his hair.

“17. 16. 15…”

Sam tenses in his seat as Eddy perches up by an air hole. He grins at the mouse, then turns back to the count down.

“10. 9. 8…”

He leans forward: “7. 6…”

COMMANDER SITWELL (SPEAKER)

— Go in five. Four. Three. Two. One.

The THRUSTERS ENGAGE blasting over the speaker. No warning light. Sam taps nervously. The THRUSTERS INCREASE VOLUME.

COMMANDER SITWELL (SPEAKER) (CONT’D)

Clear of Artemis Base. ETA, one hour, 37 minutes.

SAM

Copy. I’ll put out the welcome mat.

Sam sighs and leans back. Turns to Eddy with another seed.

SAM

How’s that for a start to the day,
Eddy?

(re: Eddy won’t take it)

No?

Sam shrugs and cracks the seed open for himself when — BOOM!

COMMANDER SITWELL (SPEAKER)

Command Module abort! Abort!

ASTRONAUT 1 (SPEAKER)

System jammed. Come in, system —

— STATIC.

A NEW LIGHT FLASHES! Sam wheels to the neighboring console. All calculated action. Flipping switches.

SAM

Relay II come in?

(STATIC)

Relay shuttle, come in.

(STATIC)

Commander Sitwell? Ben?

Still STATIC. SAM drops his head for a moment, taking it in, then flips the next switch.

SAM (CONT’D)

Artemis Base, come in.

ARTEMIS DIRECTOR (SPEAKER)

This is Artemis base. We’ve lost visual —

BOOM! And more STATIC.

SAM

Artemis —

A station ALARM SOUNDS. Sam swivels to — THE MONITOR: “Incoming.” Sam braces.

Another BOOM! This time not over the speakers. Sam shields his eyes as SPARKS fly out from overhead. Coolant billows down drowning the fire before it can take hold.

A GRINDING NOISE WRENCHES through the station. Everything shakes. Sam’s coffee crashes to the floor!

The mouse cage slips over the edge, falling. Sam reaches for it, then…

Slowly the mouse cage begins to float rather than fall. Sam pushes it down and the cage suctions to the console, but the maneuver thrusts him up into the air. Welcome to zero G.

SAM (CONT’D)

No, no, no.

(flips switch)

Xu!



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Arcas – Sample 1

© Art by JC Thomas from ARCAS

Below you’ll find the first writing sample for ARCAS. These are pages for the original short film from which the comic is being adapted. Enjoy!

ARCAS

By

Chris Hutton

Story by

Marielle Woods and Chris Hutton

FADE IN:

INT. STORAGE ROOM – DAWN

A CIRCULAR HATCH dominates the ceiling above a built-in LADDER, the rungs just visible in the pre-dawn light. Down the ladder, stowage strapped in, covering every inch of the cramped room.

The only exception: an open doorway.  Barely audible sounds of MIRTH carry in hints of life.

INT. HALLWAY – CONTINUOUS

Smooth walls.  The architecture resembles a boat interior – hidden compartments in floors and walls – all items secured on brackets, lipped shelves, etc. Very smooth. Unadorned.

The hall branches. From one path the sounds heighten: LAUGHTER? We flow from room to room following the source.

INT. MESS ROOM – CONTINUOUS

Yes, definitely LAUGHTER. It echoes in this, the first open space – a vast and empty dining room. Wide and clean with an air of comfort, drowned in loneliness.

More LAUGHTER sounds, then… a voice? Too QUIET to tell.

INT. COMMON ROOM – CONTINUOUS

Another large room. In one corner: an in-wall video console and chairs bolted down. A second corner holds shelves of books and stowage, and yet another, exercise equipment, including a few WEIGHTS, all secured.

The final corner: a games shelf, a card table, and a glass-topped FOOSBALL table. The CLATTER of a Foosball game mixes with the LAUGHTER.

For all its mirth, the room is still empty. Finally voices:

XU (V.O.)

GOOAALLL!

INT. HALLWAY – CONTINUOUS

Back in the same hallway, but further down. The voices here are louder. At the end of the hall…

… an open doorway. Massive and metal. All the doors, even those camouflaged to be normal, hint at a solid build with air-tight seals.

COMMANDER SITWELL (V.O.)

You cheat!

XU (V.O.)

You lose poorly.

Halfway to the open door, another room viewed in passing.

INT. VIEWING ROOM – CONTINUOUS

REVEAL: A vast window displaying a vista of Jupiter and its many moons.  Empty chairs hold a silent vigil over the expanse of space. Still the voices sound.

XU (V.O.)

You’re up.

INT. HALLWAY – CONTINUOUS

Continuing down to the final open door.

SAM (V.O.)

I’m busy.

XU (V.O.)

Too bad. Time for R & R, Gant.

INT. SLEEPING QUARTERS – CONTINUOUS

True dawn now, as if a sunrise peaks within the bunk style sleeping quarters. All empty save for two beds.

XU (O.S.)

(half asleep)

Gant.

SAMUEL “SAM” GANT – late 20s, athletic, with close cut hair – perches on the edge of a bottom bunk over a monitor. Possibly a quarterback or young marine, definitely the all-star.

ON MONITOR: Security footage. On it —

— SAM leans over a console in the COMMON ROOM. XU JINHAI – Chinese, early 40s – beckons from the Foosball table. Wiry and gruff, he’d appear jaded if not for the joy in his voice.

XU (ON MONITOR) (CONT’D)

The printers can wait five minutes. Schooling you…

SAM (ON MONITOR)

(turns to XU; all grin)

Schooling me, my ass, XU.

XU (O.S.)

Gant.

BACK ON BUNKS: Sam pauses the video.

SAM

Right there, I turned. That’s the moment. Printer 12 threw a glitch —

XU (O.S.)

Gant!

— a PILLOW SLAMS into Sam from above.  “Edith Hamilton’s Mythology” flies down with it, a photograph fluttering out.

REVEAL: Xu glares down from a top bunk.

SAM

(tosses back pillow)

I missed the warning on truss twelve’s printer. I should’ve —

XU

— should’ve nothing. People make mistakes – even you. Watch it one more time, I’m deleting that log.

SAM

But had I —

XU

— No. With Sitwell lunar-side I’m the ranking officer and I order you to let me sleep.

SAM

Yes, sir.

(makes to leave)

One more thing.

(re: Xu eyes him)

You’re so purty when you’re sleepy.

XU

(pillow smothers himself)

My god! Let me sleep or so help me, I’m going to kill you!

SAM

Aye, aye, captain.

Sam hands Xu the mythology book stuffing a picture of Xu and his YOUNG SON back among the pages. As Xu takes the book, Sam flips a button and Venetian-like slats close over two false windows blocking out the artificial dawn.


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