I can't draw, but I can write. So. Here's some fanfiction in comic script style

DISCLAIMER: This is biased.

Title: Abomination

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FADE IN:

 

PAGE 1.

 

A BLACK BACKGROUND with a single speech bubble coming from an unknown speaker.

 

UNKNOWN SPEAKER 1, MIDDLE OF PAGE

After all that hype? Man, you really are pathetic.

 

 

PAGE 2.

 

A NUMBER of random letters strewn haphazardly across a bloodied floor. Another single speech bubble.

 

UNKNOWN SPEAKER 1, BOTTOM OF PAGE

Here I thought you'd be a challenge like your mother, but you really are just a fraud like the rest of them…

 

PAGE 3.

 

CLOSE-UP of the unknown speaker's mouth. Single speech bubble from mouth.

 

UNKNOWN SPEAKER 1 (CONT'D), BOTTOM OF PAGE

…Scroll.

 

PAGE 4.

 

TOP-DOWN VIEW - Scroll, lying injured on the ground, trying to lift himself up on one elbow, and clutching his scroll to his chest. He is crying. Single speech bubble from mouth

 

SCROLL, TOP OF PAGE

Please…

 

PAGE 5.

 

LOW-ANGLE VIEW of the speaker, DAGGER, wearing a smug expression. On her right is FLAIL, unsmiling, while on her left is BOW, smiling far too widely.

 

DAGGER, BOTTOM OF PAGE

What are you gonna do now, huh? Run to Orbital?

 

PAGE 6.

 

TOP-DOWN view of BOW, who has thrown his head vertically upwards, laughing. There are tears in his eyes.

 

ONOMATOPOEIA, from BOW.

 

BOW, TOP OF PAGE

HEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHA!

 

PAGE 7.

 

BOW's onomatopoeia continues into this panel. CLOSE-UP VIEW of DAGGER's dagger, reflecting a view of FLAIL. Her eyes are closed. Single speech bubble.

 

FLAIL, MIDDLE OF PAGE

All it took was one anti-feat…

 

PAGE 8.

 

CLOSE-UP VIEW of FLAIL's eyes. They have opened.

 

FLAIL (CONT'D), BOTTOM OF PAGE

…and the gates of slander blew wide open.

 

PAGE 9.

 

WIDE-ANGLE VIEW of the three others standing before a crippled SCROLL. Two speech bubbles from DAGGER.

 

DAGGER, TOP OF PAGE

So, Scroll - have any last words?

 

DAGGER, BOTTOM OF PAGE

Oh, what am I kidding - of course you do.

 

PAGE 10.

 

CLOSE-UP VIEW of BOW licking the tip of an arrow. Single speech bubble.

 

BOW, BOTTOM OF PAGE

But do you have… enough?

 

PAGE 11.

 

CLOSE-UP VIEW of a hand. It blocks SCROLL's face in the background. Single speech bubble.

 

UNKNOWN SPEAKER 2, BOTTOM OF PAGE

Stop.

 

PAGE 12.

 

SIDE VIEW of SCROLL's face. He's sweating and shaking profusely, looking at the unknown speaker. He seems to recognize her. Single speech bubble.

 

SCROLL

You… why…?

 

PAGE 13.

 

TALL-ANGLE view of the unknown speaker. She is wearing a large jacket with a hood that obscures her face in shadow. Two speech bubbles.

 

UNKNOWN SPEAKER 2, MIDDLE OF PAGE

Because I know what it's like to be hated.

 

UNKNOWN SPEAKER 2, BOTTOM OF PAGE

And, well… she said I needed to be nicer.

 

PAGE 14.

 

DAGGER puts a hand on her hip, smirk returning. Three speech bubbles.

 

DAGGER, TOP OF PAGE

Hated, huh? Which one are you? Scythe? Torch? Or…

 

DAGGER, MIDDLE OF PAGE (CONT'D)

*Snort*

 

DAGGER, BOTTOM OF PAGE (CONT'D)

Crossbow?

 

PAGE 15.

 

WIDE-ANGLE VIEW. UNKNOWN SPEAKER 2 is standing between SCROLL and DAGGER, looking down. Single speech bubble.

 

UNKNOWN SPEAKER 2, MIDDLE OF PAGE

I promised mother and father I wouldn't waste this power, and I would never draw it in anger, nor wield it against those who only sought their own self-determination in this world of chainscaling and agendas…

 

PAGE 16.

 

CLOSE-UP VIEW of UNKNOWN SPEAKER 2's two-toned eyes, half orange, half blue. Single speech bubble.

 

UNKNOWN SPEAKER 2, BOTTOM OF PAGE.

So here's mine.

 

PAGE 17.

 

TALL-ANGLE VIEW of UNKNOWN SPEAKER 2 as she brings her hands out to the side and clenches her fists. Action lines surround her. Two speech bubbles.

 

UNKNOWN SPEAKER 2, BOTTOM OF PAGE.

Domain Expansion…

 

 

PAGE 18.

 

TRIPLE-PANEL horizontal close-up view of DAGGER's, BOW's and FLAIL's eyes widening. Single speech bubble.

 

UNKNOWN SPEAKER 2, TOP OF PAGE

Integer winrate.

 

 

PAGE 19.

 

LARGE PANEL with black background. Two narration boxes.

 

NARRATION, TOP OF PAGE

Integer winrate.

 

NARRATION BOTTOM OF PAGE (CONT'D)

A technique exclusive to the most horrid monster ever birthed from the fiery pits of weaponball hell.

 

PAGE 20.

 

CLOSE-UP VIEW of FLAIL's flail falling to the ground and cracking the floor. One narration box.

 

NARRATION, TOP OF PAGE

A shapeless, infinitely blade forged by the hands the standing king and rampaging queen of the block-breakers.

 

PAGE 21.

 

THREE PANELS stacked vertically. The top is a white background. The middle has black lines running up and down vertically in a diffraction pattern. The bottom has the diffraction pattern with a single black line running horizontally through the middle. Three narration boxes.

 

NARRATION, TOP OF PAGE

A power so powerful it breaks the laws of Earclacks. Deleting every single infinitely possible outcome of a match…

 

NARRATION, MIDDLE OF PAGE (CONT'D)

Until all that's left…

 

NARRATION, BOTTOM OF PAGE (CONT'D)

Is the one where she wins. 1.0. 100%. 1/1.

 

PAGE 22.

 

TWO-PANEL close-up of DAGGER's eyes and her hand holding her dagger, which is shaking. Two narration boxes.

 

NARRATION, TOP LEFT

She has never known defeat. And unlike her mother, she will never know defeat.

 

NARRATION, BOTTOM RIGHT (CONT'D)

It's her…

 

PAGE 23.

 

DAGGER's point of view. The unknown speaker has thrown off her jacket. She floats slightly off the ground, arms outstretched powerfully. Scroll looks at her in awe in the background. Her face is revealed, and her hair has become loose, half-blue, half-orange. Spheres of energy spin dizzily around her, so fast they blur together in a diffraction pattern, split down the middle in the blue-orange color of-

 

DAGGER

…Orbislam!

 

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TL;DR: glazing