Someone tell me from where this is, and who this is. With the Good Wife, I'm watching one (ONE) TV series nowadays, but somehow I seem to recognize 60% of all new actors from this series. This IS Dallas Roberts, isn't it?
Someone tell me from where this is, and who this is. With the Good Wife, I'm watching one (ONE) TV series nowadays, but somehow I seem to recognize 60% of all new actors from this series. This IS Dallas Roberts, isn't it?
Holy Cross of Coronado, the music in Indiana Jones and the Emperor's Tomb is amazing. Thank you, based Clint Bajakian. I feel like such a whippin badass in this game, and it's not because I'm Indienema Jones, it's because of the music.
Setting: The house of Johnny Tranquilo. It is a small, normal two-storied house, with not much décor. When a person enters the house, if they look to their left they will see a dining room littered with books, bags and papers. If they were to look to their right, they would see a living room, with a rather straggly looking armchair facing away from the direction of the entrance towards a tv. Upstairs is a bathroom, the door closed. Asleep in the filled-up, overflowing-with-bubbles bathtub is Johnny Tranquilo.
Cut to: As the camera (in first person) glides forward in the hall, it turns right to face the living room. The television is still on, blaring the news report. Sitting on the couch in Ronnie Tranquilo, asleep and loudly snoring, a ruffled, torn bag of potato chips and a six-pack of beer lying at his feet. The camera then turns back towards the main hall, towards the staircase. The camera begins to bump as it goes up the staircase. Once it reaches the top, it goes straight to closed bathroom door. A small hand comes from the left-hand corner and opens the door. In goes the camera, which glides into the middle of the room, and positions over Johnny, still asleep in the bathtub.
Cut to: Timothy, standing in the middle of the room, with a blank, emotionless face.
Cut to: Timothy’s hand. In it is an icepick.
Cut to: Martha Tranquilo, Johnny’s mother, walks through the front door. She is wearing a rain coat and is carrying an unmbrella. She turns to look at Ronnie, still sitting on the couch.
MARTHA
Lazy bum.
Cut to: a shot of Ronnie’s head. A large, bloody hole is on the side of his head, indicating that he is clearly dead. Martha is a blur. She turns her attention back towards the stairs.
MARTHA
Johnny! (short pause) Johnny, I hope you’re not still in the tub, you’ll shrivel like a prune!
No answer.
Martha begins to climb the stairs, still a blur behind the shot of Ronnie’s corpse.
Cut to: Martha opening the door to the bathroom.
MARTHA
Johnny, please tell me you’re not…
She screams in terror.
Cut to: An overhead shot of the bathtub. The water is no longer soapy, but lathery and bloody. An icepick is lodged in Johnny’s throat. Blood is leaking from the corners of his mouth. Still in overhead shot, Martha continues to scream, running out of the room. Still positioned over the bathtub, the camera very slowly begins to spiral down as screams continue to be heard. Eventually, they come to an awful, gargling stop. The camera stops just above the icepick.
Cut to: A side shot of Johnny’s head. A small hand plucks the icepick out of his skull.
I'm gonna get Paper Mario Sticker Star soon. Either in the sales now or after Christmas but it looks fun as hell. The new leveling up looks way more fun then level grinding on enamys over and over.
Setting: The house of Johnny Tranquilo. It is a small, normal two-storied house, with not much décor. When a person enters the house, if they look to their left they will see a dining room littered with books, bags and papers. If they were to look to their right, they would see a living room, with a rather straggly looking armchair facing away from the direction of the entrance towards a tv. Upstairs is a bathroom, the door closed. Asleep in the filled-up, overflowing-with-bubbles bathtub is Johnny Tranquilo.
Cut to: As the camera (in first person) glides forward in the hall, it turns right to face the living room. The television is still on, blaring the news report. Sitting on the couch in Ronnie Tranquilo, asleep and loudly snoring, a ruffled, torn bag of potato chips and a six-pack of beer lying at his feet. The camera then turns back towards the main hall, towards the staircase. The camera begins to bump as it goes up the staircase. Once it reaches the top, it goes straight to closed bathroom door. A small hand comes from the left-hand corner and opens the door. In goes the camera, which glides into the middle of the room, and positions over Johnny, still asleep in the bathtub.
Cut to: Timothy, standing in the middle of the room, with a blank, emotionless face.
Cut to: Timothy’s hand. In it is an icepick.
Cut to: Martha Tranquilo, Johnny’s mother, walks through the front door. She is wearing a rain coat and is carrying an unmbrella. She turns to look at Ronnie, still sitting on the couch.
MARTHA
Lazy bum.
Cut to: a shot of Ronnie’s head. A large, bloody hole is on the side of his head, indicating that he is clearly dead. Martha is a blur. She turns her attention back towards the stairs.
MARTHA
Johnny! (short pause) Johnny, I hope you’re not still in the tub, you’ll shrivel like a prune!
No answer.
Martha begins to climb the stairs, still a blur behind the shot of Ronnie’s corpse.
Cut to: Martha opening the door to the bathroom.
MARTHA
Johnny, please tell me you’re not…
She screams in terror.
Cut to: An overhead shot of the bathtub. The water is no longer soapy, but lathery and bloody. An icepick is lodged in Johnny’s throat. Blood is leaking from the corners of his mouth. Still in overhead shot, Martha continues to scream, running out of the room. Still positioned over the bathtub, the camera very slowly begins to spiral down as screams continue to be heard. Eventually, they come to an awful, gargling stop. The camera stops just above the icepick.
Cut to: A side shot of Johnny’s head. A small hand plucks the icepick out of his skull.
Sounds like something out of a Tarantino movie. Nice woik.
i fall asleep to half in the bag. like, i put it on and it's comforting and allows me to go to bed.
I apparently went on a date yesterday. I'm still pretty dazed about how it actually happened considering I asked only the day prior. Second date is definitely happening. welllp
Sounds like something out of a Tarantino movie. Nice woik.
Thanks. It’s a horror movie. Me and a couple of buddies of mine are planning on making it with my friends using a film camera. We got it all figured out. All we got to do is cast it and then I have to finish my draft of the screenplay and then we’ll get to making it. Once we finish, we’re going to convert it to dvd and keep it amongst ourselves.
It's Rather Dashing's birthday! Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
I'll start the day slow, avoid my mother's church this year (not out of principle, but out of the presently poisoned parish atmosphere :mad: ), have a good German 'early' round of presents by the evening. The greater slice of family is slated for tomorrow though. And I ain't got presents for all of them!! :eek:
I just went to look at the still unfinished Ness figure I made. I thought taking time away from it would make it look better later. Urgh, I hate it so much, I think I may never do another sculpt ever again.
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*shudder*
Someone tell me from where this is, and who this is. With the Good Wife, I'm watching one (ONE) TV series nowadays, but somehow I seem to recognize 60% of all new actors from this series. This IS Dallas Roberts, isn't it?
It's Jay Bauman, from Red Letter Media.
Like this comedy review that rips apart the god awful song, Christmas Shoes.
I just love how he picks up the chicken at the end.
Hahahaha that was awesome! Always hated that stupid song.
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Setting: The house of Johnny Tranquilo. It is a small, normal two-storied house, with not much décor. When a person enters the house, if they look to their left they will see a dining room littered with books, bags and papers. If they were to look to their right, they would see a living room, with a rather straggly looking armchair facing away from the direction of the entrance towards a tv. Upstairs is a bathroom, the door closed. Asleep in the filled-up, overflowing-with-bubbles bathtub is Johnny Tranquilo.
Cut to: As the camera (in first person) glides forward in the hall, it turns right to face the living room. The television is still on, blaring the news report. Sitting on the couch in Ronnie Tranquilo, asleep and loudly snoring, a ruffled, torn bag of potato chips and a six-pack of beer lying at his feet. The camera then turns back towards the main hall, towards the staircase. The camera begins to bump as it goes up the staircase. Once it reaches the top, it goes straight to closed bathroom door. A small hand comes from the left-hand corner and opens the door. In goes the camera, which glides into the middle of the room, and positions over Johnny, still asleep in the bathtub.
Cut to: Timothy, standing in the middle of the room, with a blank, emotionless face.
Cut to: Timothy’s hand. In it is an icepick.
Cut to: Martha Tranquilo, Johnny’s mother, walks through the front door. She is wearing a rain coat and is carrying an unmbrella. She turns to look at Ronnie, still sitting on the couch.
MARTHA
Lazy bum.
Cut to: a shot of Ronnie’s head. A large, bloody hole is on the side of his head, indicating that he is clearly dead. Martha is a blur. She turns her attention back towards the stairs.
MARTHA
Johnny! (short pause) Johnny, I hope you’re not still in the tub, you’ll shrivel like a prune!
No answer.
Martha begins to climb the stairs, still a blur behind the shot of Ronnie’s corpse.
Cut to: Martha opening the door to the bathroom.
MARTHA
Johnny, please tell me you’re not…
She screams in terror.
Cut to: An overhead shot of the bathtub. The water is no longer soapy, but lathery and bloody. An icepick is lodged in Johnny’s throat. Blood is leaking from the corners of his mouth. Still in overhead shot, Martha continues to scream, running out of the room. Still positioned over the bathtub, the camera very slowly begins to spiral down as screams continue to be heard. Eventually, they come to an awful, gargling stop. The camera stops just above the icepick.
Cut to: A side shot of Johnny’s head. A small hand plucks the icepick out of his skull.
Sounds like something out of a Tarantino movie. Nice woik.
i fall asleep to half in the bag. like, i put it on and it's comforting and allows me to go to bed.
I apparently went on a date yesterday. I'm still pretty dazed about how it actually happened considering I asked only the day prior. Second date is definitely happening. welllp
Thanks. It’s a horror movie. Me and a couple of buddies of mine are planning on making it with my friends using a film camera. We got it all figured out. All we got to do is cast it and then I have to finish my draft of the screenplay and then we’ll get to making it. Once we finish, we’re going to convert it to dvd and keep it amongst ourselves.
Oh wait, I actually KNOW where he is.
EDIT: Aww you had to go and fix the image.
The new ones suck, though. The transformer keeps buzzing, stupid thing.
Errrr... [highlight]MERRY CHRISTMAS, EVERYONE.[/highlight]
I'll start the day slow, avoid my mother's church this year (not out of principle, but out of the presently poisoned parish atmosphere :mad: ), have a good German 'early' round of presents by the evening. The greater slice of family is slated for tomorrow though. And I ain't got presents for all of them!! :eek:
Luckily, our family gathering is on Christmas day this year rather than Christmas Eve like usual, so I'll have time to shop today.
Don't forget me!
Also, what the hell: