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20: Occupant Sin 4 - i. Prologue

[Chapter 1: Occupant Sin 4]

20: Occupant Sin 4 - i. Prologue

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Chapter 1: Occupant Sin 4

Mr. S. Pain goes to Spain! Travelling to a remote rural location with the Captain to buy a biological weapon, Pain finds himself suddenly up against a massive cult of Spanish brainwashed zealots out for his blood.

Can the intervention of a seven-foot Scotsman and a well-dressed woman who looks suspiciously like his accountant save the day? And what role does the druggie superagent Jack Bauser play in things?

(It's basically Resident Evil 4. Seriously.)


Page Notes

Episode published on Tuesday 11th of July, 2006.

To kick off the story, it seemed like a good idea to have the beginning of it start in flashback. This will come back to bite me later.

I'm not sure why Pain thinks in BradleyHand ITC, one of the most heinous fonts ever devised since Comic Sans MS, but I am sure there's a perfectly reasonable explanation. Perhaps it's all he had installed at the time. In his brain, I mean.

You might wonder why Pain would go without an armed escort. I like to think he is a "hands-on" kind of person, and does not like to have his armed entourage hang around with him if he doesn't need them to.

You're also probably wondering who the guy with the cigarette and blue jacket with white sleeves is. If you click on the "Cast" link at the top of the page you'll discover he's a regular character. He has his own profile and everything. Why did he get no introduction whatsoever? Because when I originally uploaded these strips online (to DeviantArt), the storylines were broken up by two "profile" pages, one of which introduced our friend the Captain. However, we've come a long way and there's a proper profile page now, so we don't need to upload profile pages into the story archive. It breaks flow, which is also what happens when I go to the lavatory sometimes so I can tell you from experience that it's an uncomfortable thing to do.

OMG THAT PAGE CURL EFFECT IS TEH AWESUM ISN'T PHOTOSHOP GR8?!!!1!

Tagged: The Captain, Location - Spain, Max Valerion

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Transcript

Title - 20: "Occupant Sin 4"
Subtitle - i. "Prologue"

(The page starts with an excerpt from a Detulux file.)

File: Detulux Incorporated Report RE/4#. Mr. Pain and the Captain are due to travel to Spain to close a deal with European crime lord Don Salvatore concerning some new biological weaponry. Due to the rural environment the Captain has established for the deal to take place in, no armed support shall be accompanying Mr. Pain and the Captain. Risk assessment: MINIMAL.

(Cutting to a dark forest environment, Pain points off-screen and yells to another man. This man is dressed like a regular Detulux henchman - sunglasses, white peaked cap, white jacket - but he is wearing a blue flak jacket and grey trousers. He is also smoking. This is the Captain, and he looks in the direction he and Pain have come from nonchalantly.)

Narrator: In Spain, the present.
Pain: F***ing run!

(The two sprint along a forest path towards a derelict cabin, its windows boarded over. Behind the two, in the distance, there is an amorphous black crowd of people. Small fires from burning torches can just about be made out. Pain thinks in monologue.)

Pain: (monologuing) I'm in a rural village in Spain, running from people who want me dead.

(Pain grabs the doorway with one hand and points inside with the other while yelling to the Captain over his shoulder, as the Captain was about to run past.)

Pain: In here!

(Pain slams the door behind the Captain.)

SFX: SLAM!
Pain: (monologuing) I feel like I'm trapped in an 80's B-movie horror film.

(Outside, a chainsaw is hefted high, like a totem. We do not see who is hefting it.)

SFX: VRRM!
Pain: (monologuing) Someone is pulling the strings behind all of this, I'm sure of it.

(A close up of Pain's intense stare as the sound of the chainsaw reverberates through the cabin. A bead of sweat rolls down the side of his face.)

SFX: VRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRM
Pain: (monologuing) And now they have a chainsaw. Joy.