No, not my review thread. I'm still having fun with that. What I'm referring to is the short script I posted below, which I wrote in 2007. I remembered today that an artist friend of mine, after a substantial delay, sent me most of the pages for it a while ago, which I think turned out great. But by the time I got the pages, I'd already completely lost interest in the project, and they've been sitting on my hard drive for the past several years gathering digital dust. Hypothetically, I could ask the artist to complete the story, and then try to find someone to color it. But, as this thread's title asks, is it worthwhile? I seem to eventually detest everything I ever write, so I don't know if I'm able to look at this issue from an objective standpoint.
What do you think?
THE GROOVY ADVENTURES OF GUMMI HENDRIXX: EPISODE ONE
Wide; medieval village in a valley.
CAP: Once upon a time, in a peaceful valley deep within the heart of Electric Ladyland, there was a small but prosperous town called Grooveville.
Children playing and boogieing.
CAP: Grooveville was a place where the children played and boogied...
Birds chirping and singing.
CAP: ...the birds chirped and sang...
Everyone living happy and productive lives.
CAP: ...and everyone lived happy and productive lives.
Some ridiculously happy and colorful scene.
CAP: Everything was perfect in Grooveville.
CAP: Until, one day...
The shoes and the bottom of the pants of THE FAT CAT.
THE FAT CAT stands firmly along with four CAT BOTS as worried villagers look on.
THE FAT CAT: "Greetings, fair citizens of Grooveville! Surely you remember... THE FAT CAT!"
VILLAGER (angry): "I remember you! You're that weirdo up in Kitty Kastle who hates music!"
The CAT BOTS take out empty sacks from a compartment in their chests.
THE FAT CAT (angry, intimidating): "I hate music because it's stupid and it encourages people to have sex and do drugs! Now, hand over all your phonographs, records, 8-tracks, and cassettes, or my goons'll beat the snot outta you!"
CAT BOTS harass people in the background.
VILLAGER (frightened): "What about our compact discs and iPods?"
THE FAT CAT (evilly): "Yes, those too! Mwa ha ha!"
VOICE FROM OFF-PANEL: "Not so fast, buckaroo!"
THE FAT CAT (angry, turning around): "What? Who dares?!"
Full-page; GUMMI HENDRIXX on the EMO EMU, THE FAT CAT cowering in the foreground.
GUMMI: "I'm Gummi Hendrixx! And I'm gonna teach ya a thing or two 'bout music!"
GUMMI stands holding his electric guitar.
GUMMI: "Ya got it wrong! Music ain't stupid! It ain't stupid at all!"
THE FAT CAT, with CAT BOTS menacingly behind him.
THE FAT CAT (angry): "Cat Bots! Go knock some sense into the little twerp!"
Gummi riffs on his electric guitar causing a psychedlic atmosphere, and a CAT BOT explodes.
GUMMI: "Music's all 'bout peace 'n' love, baby! Yeah!"
Same thing, blowing up another CAT BOT.
GUMMI: "It's all 'bout th' human soul 'n' tryin' ta get in touch wit' a higher power! Huh!"
Same thing, and the remaining two CAT BOTS explode.
GUMMI: "An' most of all, it's about jammin' wit' yer friends 'n' havin' a good time!"
GUMMI: "Can ya dig it?"
GUMMI holds his guitar coolly while THE FAT CAT cowers.
THE FAT CAT: "Please, let me go! I promise I'll never both anyone ever again!!"
GUMMI (coolly): "S'all good, my man. Brotherhood and forgiveness is where it's at."
GUMMI walks coolly as THE FAT CAT runs off in the background.
GUMMI: "Now, skeddaddle on outta here! Gummi's gotta lotta things, but he ain't got time to waste with squares like you!"
VILLAGER1 (amazed): "Wow! That's the gnome who defeated the Disco-Trolls of Dorkwood!"
VILLAGER2 (amazed): "And the Screamin' Demons from Venus!"
Hot medieval babes in the background, oogling.
GUMMI (smug): "Hey, now! My reputation ain't the only thing I got that's big! I'm sure the ladies'll be findin' out 'bout that soon enough, though!!"
GUMMI walking off with the hot medieval babes.
GUMMI: "Heh! Patience, foxes! There's enough Gummi to go 'round for everyone!"
GUMMI backstage with PEASANT 1 and PEASANT 2. GUMMI has his electric guitar, PEASANT 1 has some primitive medieval guitar thing, and PEASANT 2 has a flute.
CAP: That night...
GUMMI: "You guys rock! This concert's gonna be groovy. That is, if our drummer gets 'round to showin' up!!"
PEASANT 1 (curious): "Hey, Gummi? How does your electric guitar work if electricity hasn't been discovered yet?"
GUMMI: "Well, y'see..."
VILLAGER runs in, panicking.
VILLAGER (terrified): "Oh, no!! The drummer just got eaten by a bear!!!"
GUMMI (disappointed): "Aww, man! What a bummer! An' we was jest gettin' ready to play!"
VOICE FROM OFF-PANEL: "'Ey, 'ey, nah, ya don' got 'a be gettin' awl doom 'n' gloom nah jes 'coz yer drumma got eat'n by a beah 'n' alla that jazz."
GUMMI (shocked): "Well, how funky is this! It's..."
OMG, IT'S RINGO STARR!!
GUMMI (from off-panel): "...the legendary drummer of The Beatles, RINGO STARR!!"
RINGO: "Eh, wot, an' ya guys be'n up fer sum jammin', yeh?"
ANNOUNCER (on stage, curtains closed): "And, now, the moment you've all been waiting for! I present to you... the Gummi Hendrixx Experience, featuring Ringo Starr!!"
Crowd of cheering-- and dirty-- peasants.
GUMMI's band on stage, with RINGO on the drums.
GUMMI: "Hey all you groovy cats out there in Electric Ladyland! Since our old drummer got eaten by a bear, here's a little song dedicated to him called 'Rememberin' the Good Times'. Here it goes."
"Our buddy got eaten by a bear to-day,
An' none a' ya alls is ever gonna hear him play.
Npw he's flyin' with the angels, up in the sky,
Flyin' higher than' Astro Man, he's flyin' so high."
RINGO drumming emphatically.
"But, don't hate the bear, 'cause then you'd be fools,
It's just playin' by Motha Nature's rules,
Instead, we gotta focus on rememberin' the good times,
An' salute our lost pal with a couple a' groovy rhymes."
"Now, don't cry if yer little world gets swept away,
Or if what you had yesterday ain't here to-day,
Just think a' Gummi playin' here to-night,
An' remember that everythin's gonna be alright."
THE FAT CAT (mad): "Hey! Quit your noisy noise-making!"
Wider shot to reveal THE FAT CAT in a large and menacing battle tank. I'll call it the PUSSY PANZER! Anyways, the villagers who were watching the concert are now running away from it, and stuff.
THE FAT CAT: "You got lucky earlier, but after I destroy you with my PUSSY PANZER I'll make sure that no one in Electric Ladyland will every play music again!!"
GUMMI: "This ain't groovy at all! I thought I told ya ta head for the highway, busta'!!"
RINGO: "Eh, yeh, ya 'ad betta' git lost 'n' outta 'ere, ey!"
THE FAT CAT: "Hah! Do your worst! You'll never get through my Feline Force Field!"
GUMMI plays his guitar and it shoots "purple haze" at THE FAT CAT.
GUMMI: "Huh! Let's see if ya can handle a little PURPLE HAZE!"
The PUSSY PANZER'S FELINE FORCE FIELD completely nullifies the attack.
THE FAT CAT: "MWA HA HA!!"
GUMMI: "Jeepers creepers! He really means business!"
GUMMI (worried; to Ringo): "Gee! This sure ain't lookin' good!! How d'ya think we're gonna make it outta this pickle, brotha'?"
RINGO: "'Ey, don't worry, Gummi! I'm sure we'll get by... with a little help from my friends!!"
GRAPHIC: MEET THE BEATLES
JOHN, PAUL, and GEORGE riding a flying YELLOW SUBMARINE.
CAP: JOHN LENNON!
JOHN: "Peace 'n' love, brothers!"
CAP: PAUL MCCARTNEY!
PAUL: "Fancy meetin' ya chaps 'ere, ey?"
CAP: GEORGE HARRISON!
GEORGE: "E's wood, I tell ya!"
Everyone's on stage.
GUMMI - lead guitar
JOHN - bass
GEORGE - guitar
RINGO - drums
PEASANT 1 (background - medieval guitar
PEASANT 2 (background) - flute
GUMMI: "That's more like it!! Now, let's get jammin'!!!"
The PUSSY PANZER has turned into a tank-shaped pile of sunflowers!
THE FAT CAT: "Nooo! My precious Pussy Panzer!!"
THE FAT CAT (pissed): "Grr!! You haven't heard the last of me!! I'll get rid of you and your stupid music no matter what I have to do!!"
THE FAT CAT suddenly vanishes.
JOHN: "I don't think so!"
GUMMI: "Huh? Where'd he go?"
JOHN: "Let's just say I took him down..."
THE FAT CAT in an endless strawberry field.
CAP: "...to Strawberry Fields forever."
THE FAT CAT: "Nooo! I hate strawberries!!"
Dawn, with optimistic sunrise.
The Beatles (including RINGO) start getting back into their YELLOW SUBMARINE.
RINGO: "'Ey, 'twas fun playin' wit' yeh, Gummi!"
GUMMI: "You bet! Let's do it 'gain some time!"
The YELLOW SUBMARINE flying away in the sky.
GUMMI: "Rock on, brothas. Rock on."
CAP: The End.
Like, there's no health meter or points, because everything's just cool. You don't have to worry about it. And when you come to a boss at the end of a level, you just make friends with them, and then you all party together.