Gang
To see a collection of just finished images instead of background material and works in progress, see: New Stuff.
"Gang" is a label to group a class of seedy erotica, which includes Matchmaker 1 and Matchmaker 2.
I don't think I've done any storyboard for Matchmaker 2 yet. See the completed Matchmaker images on New Stuff.
Sarah is the story of a country girl who goes to the big city in search of fame and fortune.
Sarah's attempts to join an acting school were not well received. She was not daunted. Sarah embraced the "sleep your way to the top" philosophy and was willing to do whatever it took. In fact she thought she could solve most problems with sex. Back in her home town she had been practicing and honing her skills. Getting ready. Her boyfriend was very sorry to see her go.
I might have included the Sarah sequence with Samantha (see the end of Zieglers Brain 2), since the above does not rightly belong to the new stuff period, but marks a transition to it. Before finally accepting A2 as my page size, I decided to try an A4 page size in the hope that restricting myself in this way would allow me to work faster and make doing a whole comic book seem achievable. It was certainly faster, but the result didn't seem worthwhile, so I abandoned it.
She was wearing clothes. I just hadn't gotten around to drawing them in.
Day is a proper gang story. The girl belongs to the gang in some sense, possibly only economic dependence. She works in their strip club / brothel. At the end of the night, some of the gang members may take one or more of the girls home with them. They sleep late because they stay up late. Her first chore for the day is satisfying him before he drives her to work. I'm trying out the A2 page size with 4 A4 frames per page.
The brothel was set up in an apartment building. She wasn't considered skilled labour. She'd had a bunch of jobs, and when she got paid it always seemed like an insult. This was the first job where she enjoyed getting paid. Between customers the girls sat together in a room on a collection of mattresses on the floor. Some of them virtually lived in the room, travellers with their big luggage case on wheels beside them. Napping there between customers, showering and brushing their teeth in the rooms. Between customers she played a computer game on her phone. The little cartoon character ran, jumping over obstacles and threats, and landing on rewards, pink and gold treasure that glowed and twinkled and made a sweet tinkling sound as it was absorbed by the character.
When a customer came in her mouth, she heard the same tinkling sound in her head.
In a landscape of black and green garbage bags they rummage for anything of value or use. She finds a pair of shoes in a plastic bag. One of the heels is broken but she thinks she can fix it.
They plie their trade in the favela, but their goal is in the city.
The beach is shallow for a long way out. For a long time he watches the two girls playing in the water, in the mild surf, as the sun approaches the horizon, before they head back to his hotel room.
Two tents were set up on the edge of the slums, in which interviews were held for work in the city's brothels. Successful applicants could immediately ascend a series of ladders, leading up the hillside to a brothel at the top of the ridge.
An earlier draft of C 1.
Krystal wanted to be a porn star, so she sat in the waiting room of a local studio. When she was called into the inner office she told the guy behind the desk that she wanted to be a porn star, and added that she loved to suck cock.
He asked her to undress so he could see her body. She complied readily, being very proud of her body. Turning around so he could see it from all angles. Then he undid his trousers and took them off, asking her to come around and show him what she could do.
With the development of sophisticated genetic engineering, the black-market industry of designer humans quickly developed to an enormous scale. They were known colloquially as "woodpeckers". They were designed to want to do the things a customer would want them to do. The workers in the warehouse always had a could activated to use during breaks. The market for woodpeckers extended off-world.
Someone came out of the office and yelled that a raid was about to occur. One of the workers took one of the activated girls, a favourite, out behind the warehouse and told her she had to leave. She had to hide from the authorities because they would lock her up or worse, then he went back into the warehouse. She was standing in a cornfield. She was nude since they didn't provide clothes for the girls in the warehouse, since they were not supposed to be activated there. She could see the city in the distance, and made her way there.
She was walking along the edge of a storm water drain through the suburbs. She peeked over a fence and climbed into a back yard.
She saw a young guy at a desk in one of the upper rooms. So she threw a pebble at the window.
He was a programmer. He answered an add online for a "web master" he found on a porn site. His interest was AI, but he had to live. The job was easy and paid well, leaving him time to work on his AI he called "Grace". He came to understand the website was owned by the local mafia. After a while they wanted to see him in person, and after he got the site out of a few technical jams, his employers gained a high opinion of him. They insisted he work on-premises in one of their establishments that also housed the servers for their porn site, so he could look after the servers. The building was also a venue for filming porn. So sometimes he would watch the movies being made. The job gave him enough money to become a regular at the local brothel/strip club. He had been seeing a particular girl there for about 18 months now. He would go in and sit with a drink, and after a while she would come over and they would talk briefly. Then she would take him arm and lead him to one of the back booths.
There was usually no sex, just a blowjob.
After he came, she would sit across his lap on the armchair and they would talk amiably for a while, both nude. They didn't have anything much in common, except for a shared love of her big augmented boobs, which he would play with as they talked amiably and she played with his hair. There was a large mirror in the booth in which he could view his circumstances, which seemed very fine. Then he would go back to work.
They lived in a small terrace apartment in the inner city. Security was a serious concern because thieves were everywhere. There were bars on all the windows and multiple locks on all the external doors. The top of the brick wall surrounding their tiny concrete back yard was lined with the jagged base of broken beer bottles set into cement. This and coils of barbed or razor wire was a common practice in the neighbourhood to deter trespassers. The back yard had a couple of fold-up chairs and a little table to sit at, and some junk. Their two angry dogs nap outside the large wooden crate that was their kennel. His girlfriend was in the kitchen doing the washing up.
He walked home from work at the factory, down the narrow roadway between a row of two-storey terrace houses on one side and the high brick wall of the factory on the other. He was a large, muscular, aggressive man, known for brawling. His temper always simmering in the face of inconveniences and imagined slights. His girlfriend carefully soothed him, moulded herself around him like a garment. Gave him free reign of her. She liked her life, like a little alien planet in the midst of a city of ordinary people.
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"Gang" is a label to group a class of seedy erotica, which includes Matchmaker 1 and Matchmaker 2.
Matchmaker
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| Matchmaker 1.0 (pencil) Pencil on A2 cartridge paper. |
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Matchmaker 1.0 (detail)
Photoshop.
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Matchmaker 1 storyboard - page 1
Ball-point pen on ruled notepad.
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Matchmaker 2.0 (pencil)
Pencil on A2 cartridge paper.
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Matchmaker 2.0 (detail)
Photoshop.
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Matchmaker 2.1 (pencil)
Pencil on A2 cartridge paper.
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Matchmaker 2.1 (detail)
Photoshop.
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I don't think I've done any storyboard for Matchmaker 2 yet. See the completed Matchmaker images on New Stuff.
Film Studio - Sarah
Sarah is the story of a country girl who goes to the big city in search of fame and fortune.
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Sarah - storyboard - page 1
Ball-point pen on ruled notepad.
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| Sarah - storyboard - page 2 Ball-point pen on ruled notepad. |
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| Sarah - storyboard - page 2 (detail) Ball-point pen on ruled notepad. |
Sarah's attempts to join an acting school were not well received. She was not daunted. Sarah embraced the "sleep your way to the top" philosophy and was willing to do whatever it took. In fact she thought she could solve most problems with sex. Back in her home town she had been practicing and honing her skills. Getting ready. Her boyfriend was very sorry to see her go.
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Sarah 1
Pencil on A4 photocopy paper.
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| Sarah 2 Pencil on A4 photocopy paper. |
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| Sarah 2 (detail) Pencil on A4 photocopy paper. |
I might have included the Sarah sequence with Samantha (see the end of Zieglers Brain 2), since the above does not rightly belong to the new stuff period, but marks a transition to it. Before finally accepting A2 as my page size, I decided to try an A4 page size in the hope that restricting myself in this way would allow me to work faster and make doing a whole comic book seem achievable. It was certainly faster, but the result didn't seem worthwhile, so I abandoned it.
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| Arriving in the big city Pencil on A3 photocopy paper. |
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| Asleep on the bus next to a stranger Pencil on A3 photocopy paper. |
She was wearing clothes. I just hadn't gotten around to drawing them in.
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| Getting off the bus Pencil on photocopy paper. |
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| Interview Pencil on A3 photocopy paper. |
Day
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Day 1a
Pencil on A4 photocopy paper.
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| Day 1b Pencil on A4 photocopy paper. |
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| Day 1c Pencil on A4 photocopy paper. |
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| Day 1d Pencil on A4 photocopy paper. |
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| Day 2a Pencil on A4 photocopy paper. |
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| Day 2b Pencil on A4 photocopy paper. |
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| Day 2c Pencil on A4 photocopy paper. |
Day is a proper gang story. The girl belongs to the gang in some sense, possibly only economic dependence. She works in their strip club / brothel. At the end of the night, some of the gang members may take one or more of the girls home with them. They sleep late because they stay up late. Her first chore for the day is satisfying him before he drives her to work. I'm trying out the A2 page size with 4 A4 frames per page.
Brothel
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Brothel 1
Pencil on A3 photocopy paper.
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Brothel 2
Pencil on A3 photocopy paper.
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Nude Review
Pencil on A3 photocopy paper.
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| Brothel 1 storyboard p1 Ball point pen on ruled notepad. |
The brothel was set up in an apartment building. She wasn't considered skilled labour. She'd had a bunch of jobs, and when she got paid it always seemed like an insult. This was the first job where she enjoyed getting paid. Between customers the girls sat together in a room on a collection of mattresses on the floor. Some of them virtually lived in the room, travellers with their big luggage case on wheels beside them. Napping there between customers, showering and brushing their teeth in the rooms. Between customers she played a computer game on her phone. The little cartoon character ran, jumping over obstacles and threats, and landing on rewards, pink and gold treasure that glowed and twinkled and made a sweet tinkling sound as it was absorbed by the character.
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| Brothel 1 storyboard p2 Ball point pen on ruled notepad. |
When a customer came in her mouth, she heard the same tinkling sound in her head.
Rio
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Rio 1
Pencil on A3 photocopy paper.
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In a landscape of black and green garbage bags they rummage for anything of value or use. She finds a pair of shoes in a plastic bag. One of the heels is broken but she thinks she can fix it.
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| Rio 1a Pencil on A3 photocopy paper. |
They plie their trade in the favela, but their goal is in the city.
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| Rio 2 Pencil on A3 photocopy paper. |
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Rio 2a
Pencil on A3 photocopy paper.
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The beach is shallow for a long way out. For a long time he watches the two girls playing in the water, in the mild surf, as the sun approaches the horizon, before they head back to his hotel room.
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Rio 2b
Pencil on A3 photocopy paper.
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| Rio 3 Pencil on A3 photocopy paper. |
Two tents were set up on the edge of the slums, in which interviews were held for work in the city's brothels. Successful applicants could immediately ascend a series of ladders, leading up the hillside to a brothel at the top of the ridge.
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| Rio 3a Pencil on A3 photocopy paper. |
Night Out
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Night Out
Pencil on A3 photocopy paper.
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Gang Wife
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| Gang Wife Pencil on photocopy paper. |
C
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C 1
Pencil on A3 photocopy paper.
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| C 2 Pencil on A3 photocopy paper. |
An earlier draft of C 1.
Film Studio - Krystal
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Film Studio - Krystal storyboard p1
Ball point pen on ruled notepad.
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Krystal wanted to be a porn star, so she sat in the waiting room of a local studio. When she was called into the inner office she told the guy behind the desk that she wanted to be a porn star, and added that she loved to suck cock.
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| Film Studio - Krystal storyboard p2 Ball point pen on ruled notepad. |
He asked her to undress so he could see her body. She complied readily, being very proud of her body. Turning around so he could see it from all angles. Then he undid his trousers and took them off, asking her to come around and show him what she could do.
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| Film Studio - Krystal storyboard p3 Ball point pen on ruled notepad. |
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Global Media Products Inc.
Pencil on A3 photocopy paper.
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Manufactured
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| Manufactured storyboard p1 (detail) Ball point pen on ruled notepad. |
With the development of sophisticated genetic engineering, the black-market industry of designer humans quickly developed to an enormous scale. They were known colloquially as "woodpeckers". They were designed to want to do the things a customer would want them to do. The workers in the warehouse always had a could activated to use during breaks. The market for woodpeckers extended off-world.
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| Manufactured storyboard p1 Ball point pen on ruled notepad. |
Someone came out of the office and yelled that a raid was about to occur. One of the workers took one of the activated girls, a favourite, out behind the warehouse and told her she had to leave. She had to hide from the authorities because they would lock her up or worse, then he went back into the warehouse. She was standing in a cornfield. She was nude since they didn't provide clothes for the girls in the warehouse, since they were not supposed to be activated there. She could see the city in the distance, and made her way there.
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| Manufactured storyboard p2 Ball point pen on ruled notepad. |
She was walking along the edge of a storm water drain through the suburbs. She peeked over a fence and climbed into a back yard.
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| Manufactured storyboard p3 Ball point pen on ruled notepad. |
She saw a young guy at a desk in one of the upper rooms. So she threw a pebble at the window.
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| Manufactured storyboard p3 (detail) Ball point pen on ruled notepad. |
Grace
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| Grace storyboard p1 Ball point pen on ruled notepad. |
He was a programmer. He answered an add online for a "web master" he found on a porn site. His interest was AI, but he had to live. The job was easy and paid well, leaving him time to work on his AI he called "Grace". He came to understand the website was owned by the local mafia. After a while they wanted to see him in person, and after he got the site out of a few technical jams, his employers gained a high opinion of him. They insisted he work on-premises in one of their establishments that also housed the servers for their porn site, so he could look after the servers. The building was also a venue for filming porn. So sometimes he would watch the movies being made. The job gave him enough money to become a regular at the local brothel/strip club. He had been seeing a particular girl there for about 18 months now. He would go in and sit with a drink, and after a while she would come over and they would talk briefly. Then she would take him arm and lead him to one of the back booths.
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| Grace storyboard p2 Ball point pen on ruled notepad. |
There was usually no sex, just a blowjob.
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| Grace storyboard p3 Ball point pen on ruled notepad. |
After he came, she would sit across his lap on the armchair and they would talk amiably for a while, both nude. They didn't have anything much in common, except for a shared love of her big augmented boobs, which he would play with as they talked amiably and she played with his hair. There was a large mirror in the booth in which he could view his circumstances, which seemed very fine. Then he would go back to work.
Dogs
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Dogs 1
Pencil on photocopy paper.
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They lived in a small terrace apartment in the inner city. Security was a serious concern because thieves were everywhere. There were bars on all the windows and multiple locks on all the external doors. The top of the brick wall surrounding their tiny concrete back yard was lined with the jagged base of broken beer bottles set into cement. This and coils of barbed or razor wire was a common practice in the neighbourhood to deter trespassers. The back yard had a couple of fold-up chairs and a little table to sit at, and some junk. Their two angry dogs nap outside the large wooden crate that was their kennel. His girlfriend was in the kitchen doing the washing up.
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| Dogs 2 Pencil on photocopy paper. |
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| Dogs 3 Pencil on photocopy paper. |
He walked home from work at the factory, down the narrow roadway between a row of two-storey terrace houses on one side and the high brick wall of the factory on the other. He was a large, muscular, aggressive man, known for brawling. His temper always simmering in the face of inconveniences and imagined slights. His girlfriend carefully soothed him, moulded herself around him like a garment. Gave him free reign of her. She liked her life, like a little alien planet in the midst of a city of ordinary people.
Truck Stop Ellie
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| Truck Stop Ellie 1 Pencil on photocopy paper. |
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| Truck Stop Ellie 2 Pencil on photocopy paper. |
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