Episode 5: Planet of the Laugh Track!
Original Characters and Concept: Travers, Kenyon, & Rioux Jordan; Alex & Natasha Gorely; Sam Barnett
Original Story (Trapped on the Planet of the Laugh Track!): Kenyon Jordan
Adapted to Comic Form by: Travers, Rioux, & Kenyon Jordan
Photos: Travers & Rioux Jordan
Background Photos: Search Engine Image Sources & personal photos
Art/SFX/Photo Editing: Travers Jordan
Editing: Kenyon Jordan, Therese Jordan
Social Media Coordinator: Danielle Jordan
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7/7/25:
So, the nacelle damage on the Intrepid was both in the story and in real-life. They had a tendency to fall off constantly and then break in half on the table or the floor. BUT! My brother tackled the problem recently with a clever new attachment. (I will get a close-up photo at some point.) The funny part there is that it required these number 4 technic
angle connectors, and we needed two of them for each side. But, combing through our pieces, we could only find three of them. (But, of course, a million number 1, 2, 3, and 5s.) Long story short... I did eventually find some, but, for anyone who builds a lot of Lego and doesn't have perfect sorting... I'm sure you know how hard it can be to find specific
pieces sometimes!
Comments from the Tagboard:
None for this update!
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Transcript
Panel 1:
Yeoman Bridget Janson: Apologies for the delay. We weren't expecting you. I'm Yeoman Janson and I can--
Special Envoy Lorraine Hulyard: Yes, yes. Let's skip the formalities, shall we? I would speak with the Commodore.
This absurdity of WALKING on board a starship has already wasted several minutes of my time.
Computer: Locate Commodore Bannister.
Computer: Unable to comply. Voice print not recognized.
Panel 2:
Bridget: Oh, I'm sorry. We have rather high security measures in place. Also... our turbolift is being repaired.
Hulyard: You must be joking.
Bridget: I know, right? But I'm not.
It's all right, though! I know all the secret hatches and maintenance shafts. I'll get you up to the Commodore in no time!
Never fret.
Hulyard: . . .
Very well. Lead.
Panel 3:
Narrative Text: Meanwhile...
Commander Vedrix: Last chance, Talbot.
Grayson Talbot: Oh please. You're going to pretend you didn't hear the Potemkin broadcast as clearly as I did?
I'll admit... you almost got me. Real convincing.
But now it looks like I'll be heading home in style. While you all? Well...
Colonel Hank Reynolds: You're digging your own grave.
Panel 4:
Talbot: Yeah, I don't think so. It's been fun, though!
SFX: *DING!*
Commander Dale Zurkett: Gentlemen? A word?
Panel 5:
Hank: We almost had him, Dale. We were THIS close!
What the hell's going on, anyway?
Dale: A big goddamn problem is what. Whoever set us up on Spoogie just sent a stooge to mop up their mess.
Bridget is stalling her as long as possible... but if we're gonna stay out of prison, we'll have to move fast.
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