Hello, my name is George T. Robertson. I’m an aspiring screenwriter who has decided to get into comic book writing. I have multiple stories with mixed and varied genres. "Artificial" An action/romantic comedy. When James Leff opens a crate he found floating in the ocean by his house, he never would have imagined that it would contain a sentient, robot girl named Aira. Now, James and his friends must protect Aira as they face off against high school bullies, a megalomaniac with a secret agenda, another female robot and even each other too save, not only themselves, but the heart and soul of an artificial girl that just wants to be norm "City of Steel" The megatropolis that is Steel City, a true testament to mankind on all levels of life, its thousands of skyscrapers tower over the land like an immaculate beacon with a bad attitude, secured by its reluctant protector, a man with the same name and the same disposition. When Jacob Steel, Private Detective, agrees to find a missing child abducted by a bogeyman, he never imagined that he will have to risk everything to save not only the woman he loves, but also his city and the world from malevolence beyond anything he’s ever faced before. Now, Steel must team up with a metallic ex-partner who would prefer to see him dead and a cowardly, but loyal, friend who's infused with the knowledge of an ancient wizard. Together they must overcome insurmountable odds and fight an ancient, unspeakable evil to rescue all Steel has ever cared for. "The Reaper's Call" An buddy story about an assassin that's hired to be a Grim Reaper after he dies and end up having to save the world from a rouge demon on the first day on the job. "Bemis" A horror about an alien slime mold that's taking over a small WV town and turning people and animals into infected, mindless killing machines. "Equinox" An action/supernatural adventure story about a transporter who's hired to deliver a package which content could bring down Armageddon. "The Last Bastion" A zombie apocalypse story about a group of over 300 people surviving in the heart of zombie filled New York. "Quarter Past Dead" A zombie noir that takes place shortly after WWII. A P.I. get tangles up with a group of Nazi Werhwolves and their plan on destroying the world with a zombie virus. All of these stories are copyrighted. The comics will be one to six panel pages, but on average it will be basically a four panel per page comic. I am willing to host once we get going. Here is a sample of a script I’m working on: Page 1 This is a full page set up. Thousands of towering “Art Deco” skyscrapers span across the entire landscape reaching up into the clouds while their bases vanish into thick, ugly smog. The waxing Moon shines high over the city. V.O.: My city, Steel City, a testament to mankind, on all levels. Page 2 Panel 1: Thousands of flying cars in the style of the 30's and 40's buzz around the towers as huge zeppelins leisurely float among the towers tops. Smaller police zeppelins shine spotlights down on the city. V.O.: At the top, old money Elite. They sit on their self made pedestals. Thinking they run the city, looking down on all that they perceive worthless. This, by the way, is everyone else. Panel 2: Steam engines run on high suspended railroad tracks that weave through the city and past giant holographic and neon advertisements in the art style of the 40's. V.O.: At the bottom, The Broken. The poor bastards and the low-life scum that plague the lower smog, like the rats that infest Steel City's culverts. Panel 3: A 1935 beat up Chevy dips to avoid an oncoming autogyro flying through the city. V.O.: And in between, everyone else. The everyday citizen who simply wants to live out their meaningless existence, then fade quietly into the night. Page 3 Panel 1: Close up of Steel lighting a cigarette. V.O.: Then there’s me. My name is like my city. Panel 2: JACOB STEEL (late 30's), rugged, hard jawed, haven't shaved in three days dressed in classic detective clothing with a fedora drives the car and closes a Zippo. V.O.: Steel, Jacob Steel, Private Detective. But, not the type that deals with meaningless bullshit like cheating spouses or worker's comp violators. I leave that shit up to those who believe they know what they're doing. Panel 3: Steel holds the cigarette as he inhales. His eyes are focused and intent. V.O.: I leave that shit up to those who believe they know what they're doing. Panel 4: Steel exhales as he checks his watch. V.O.: I deal with other problems, problems that deal outside the natural and supernatural laws. Where the world of flesh and blood ends, and the real nightmares begin. Page 4 Panel 1: The Chevy flies over a cul-de-sac fixed on top of a tower with green grass and trees. V.O.: Why do I do what I do? Panel 2: Steel lands his car in the driveway of a lovely two story ranch house. V.O.: I've been asked this more times then I even care to remember. Panel 3: Steel sits comfortably in the old car as looks at the house. His seriousness hasn’t changed. V.O.: Everyone thinks it's for different reasons; heroism, deathwish, bravery, insanity, but the real reason is very simple. Page 5 Panel 1: Steel steps out of his car. The lights of Steel City can bee seen in the distance. Panel 2: Steel walks towards the house, flicking away his cigarette. V.O.: I do it because it’s my job… Panel 3: Close up of a finger pressing a doorbell V.O.: …and it’s time to clock in. SOUND FX: DING DONG! While, I can’t offer money at this junction, I will split everything 50/50. I also plan on using café press to try to sell merchandise. I cannot guarantee anything but 100% of my effort. _____________________

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Bumping, and wishing you good luck finding an artist. :)

Cool! I want to help you. I know that what you're doing is a risk and I want to take that with you. I'm new to Sheezyart so I just have this one upload http://www.sheezyart.com/art/view/2157167/ But give me a scene to draw and I'll do it. If you like what I draw, we can work together. Otherwise, it's all good.