SCRIBBLES BY KELLY ANNE MORRISON

Halloween Art!

2011-11-06T11:38:00.002-05:00

Guess what we went as for Halloween :)

xoxChilly

I had a Baby (again!)

2011-10-19T15:05:00.001-04:00

Looking at this page I can see I haven't posted since January. That's fitting seeing as in January I gave birth to my second child Sloan Ruby Morrison. Thought it would be fitting to restart my regular posting by putting up a drawing of Miss Sloan.

I have been working on writing including a new Project Tango show bible, but unfortunately I can't post that kind of stuff on my blog. Oh, well. Expect new art soon!

xoxoChilly

NYC Script Reading

2011-01-25T20:04:00.000-05:00

As Infinite Wishes is one of the three FINALISTS in StoryboardTV's pilot contest, a portion of it was read at a Live Industry Reading in New York City last Friday night. Check out youtube for video:

Part I http://www.youtube.com/storyboardtvchannel#p/u/2/taEo-ERAWCM

Part II http://www.youtube.com/storyboardtvchannel#p/u/1/OQb1gG7LJtw

Or head on over to StoryboardTV to read the full script http://storyboardtv.com/script/164

xoxoChilly

Infinite Wishes

2010-12-10T14:52:00.000-05:00

I've got another script in the StoryboardTV pilot competition. Please check out Infinite Wishes

http://storyboardtv.com/script/164

Underachiever Aaron figures out how to get infinite wishes despite the “no wishing for more wishes” rule. Just wish for infinite Genies and get endless chances for a better life.

xoxoChilly

Last Chance for May

2010-05-31T14:18:00.004-04:00

I just noticed it's the last day of May and seeing as I've yet to a go a month without finding something to post, I thought I better get on it. Here is an excerpt from my on-going Doc Saga which I write sporadically whenever mood and time line up. I think this part can stand alone.

xoxoChilly

Salt in the Wounds

I could dial her number in the dark.

“Hey, I’m too busy to pick up right now. Probably off doing something cool. Maybe fighting terrorists or something. Anyway, leave a message!” And then the inevitable, “The mail box belonging to Doc is full.”

Over the past couple days, dialing her number had become a compulsive act. I knew exactly how many rings it took for voicemail to pick up. So well I didn’t count anymore. I could just feel the correct length of time.

As soon as I hit end, my fingers started itching to dial again. It was ridiculous and I knew it. Every time I dialed I became less and less sure of what I would say if she did pick up. No, it wasn’t for me to say anything. What needed to be said, she had to say.

My phone rang. My heart leapt. I looked at the call ID and my heart stopped. The number displayed was meaningless to me.

“Hello?” I said, hoping it was a telemarketer I could let out some of my aggression on.

“Hi,” said Laura’s voice. “Why didn’t you pick up before?”

“I didn’t recognize the number.” When had I given her my number? She’d asked me out through Chance. It’s not like we’d spoken on the phone before. “I’m sorry,” I added for good measure.

“I think we should talk about what happened the other night.”

“I thought we had.” I talked, you yelled.

“I think we should talk again now that we’re calm.”

I’m anything but calm. “I think I said everything already, Laura. I’m sorry you had to witness that scene, but it does prove that I’m not ready to dat –“

“We should talk in person,” she said, cutting me off. “Now’s a good time, right? I’ll be right over.” Then she hung up.

Persistent is the word for Laura. Delusional is another word. I became aware of ringing in my ear “Hey, I’m too busy to pick up right now.” Speaking of persistent and delusional… “Probably off doing some—” I hung up and tucked my phone safely away in my suitcase.

I wish I could shake off the feeling of annoyance towards Laura. God knows none of this was her fault. My bad feelings should be directed at the person responsible. I feel awful that Laura had been put in such an embarrassing situation. If I could do the night over again…

Hell, I knew what I’d do differently! As much as I’d tried to avoid thinking about it, I had imagined how things would have gone if I hadn’t brought Laura as my date to the party. Still, it was senseless to fantasize about it. Even in my best dreams I knew nothing would have changed in the morning except Doc and I would have had sex. Not unless Doc had magically transformed into a mature women looking for a serious relationship. I think showing up at my friend’s bachelor party, performing a cabaret number then dragging me upstairs to undress me proves she hasn’t.

I left the room I was staying in and headed down the Kret’s massive staircase. When I was almost at the bottom, Sharayah called up to me. “Your girlfriend is on her way over.”

“Laura’s not my girlfriend,” I shot back. “Wait…How did you know she’s on her way over?”

“Who’s Laura?” asked Sharayah, looking confused. “Chance’s Laura?”

“Who were you talking about?”

“Doc,” said Sharayah, matter-of-factly. There was that heart leaping feeling again. “She called twenty minutes ago to say she was on her way. Twice she asked if you were going to be at the BBQ.”

BBQ? For the first time I noticed Sharayah was carrying a large bowl of potato salad. Now I seemed to remember someone mentioning a BBQ to me. Chris or Chance…It didn’t matter. Doc was coming! I could speak with her in person. More than that she’d checked to make sure I’d be here. Maybe she wanted to talk to me.

Without further explanation to Sharayah, I was heading for the front door. What was I going to do? Ambush Doc as soon as she arrived?

I didn’t have time to come up with a game plan. Even as I was opening the front door, I heard a car door slam. And there she was…

Standing on the walkway beside the van she’d arrived in, stretching out her body after the drive. Arms above her head, back arched, sun shining down on her face, wind in her hair. Yes, I know she’s beautiful, Lord. Thanks for the reminder.

I was standing dumbly in the doorway when Doc looked my way. When she noticed me, she smiled. And that smile. What more did I need from her besides that smile? And I was smiling back. I couldn’t remember why I’d been angry with her. It didn’t matter, I was descending the steps. In my head, I’d already reached her, lifted her up, was kissing her…

The slam of another car door snapped me back to reality. I stopped in my tracks ten feet in front of Doc.

“I wish we’d brought something,” said a male voice. He came around the front of the van from the driver’s side. It was that blond bloke from the night before. The one I’d seen going to Doc after I’d left her alone…half naked…oh god. “Maybe if you hadn’t burnt down my kitchen, we could’ve –“ He stopped midsentence, noticing me for the first time.

Doc wasn’t smiling at me anymore. She was looking at him. Before anyone could say anything, another door slammed shut. Behind the van, a car had pulled up without my notice. Laura was walking around the driver’s side, heading towards me with purpose.

“Hey, Brett,” said Laura. She hadn’t noticed Doc standing there with a look that could kill. Probably no more deadly than the look I’d just given the blond bloke. I could see trouble brewing. “Should we --?”

“Change of plans,” I said, grabbing Laura by the hand and dragging her back to her car. “We’re going to your place.”

“Okay,” said Laura, quite happily, but then she noticed Doc. “Hey, isn’t that --?” But I was already pushing her into the driver’s seat. Seconds later I was in the passenger seat, sinking low into my chair.

As the car pulled away, I caught a glimpse of Doc staring at us with her mouth open. Good. Let her get the wrong idea. I didn’t care anymore. She was the one who’d brought that pretty boy to the BBQ. Why had she checked to make sure I’d be there if she was bringing a date? To gloat? That’s mature. Of course, look who I’m talking about.

I became aware that Laura was in the process of chewing me out. Maybe she’d realized that was Doc back there. Whatever. She could verbally abuse me all she wanted, it wouldn’t make me feel any worse. Hell, she could push me out the door into traffic and I couldn’t possibly feel more pain than I was already feeling.

Project Tango

2010-04-01T16:30:00.001-04:00

I have been writing! I've spent the past month working on a one hour tv pilot for a contest with storyboardtv. Please give it a read http://storyboardtv.com/script/91

xoxchilly

Project Tango

Everyone knows Tango Jones is one of the most celebrated actresses of our time. What no one knows is Tango Jones is a Special Agent molded by the FBI to become their VIP All Access Pass to the seedy underbelly of Hollywood life. Tango’s cunning and stealth uncovers a tabloid’s wet dream of scandals and murders until the day her fake ex-boyfriend is found dead. The local police immediately look at Tango as a suspect along with her bodyguard Zee who has been mistaken as her lover. Now Tango and Zee have to find the real murdered before Project Tango is uncovered and Tango's identity made public. Just another day in the double life.

The Award Winning Beatless Nick

2010-03-12T13:20:00.001-05:00

Updated the Beatless Nick poster to include its awards. Have I mentioned you can now watch the full film on imdb? http://www.imdb.com/video/wab/vi3417965593/ Check it out!

xoxChilly

The Longing

2010-02-22T13:52:00.004-05:00

This is an old one, but I've been putting up nothing but art lately so I figured it was time for some writing.

xoxoChilly

THE LONGING

At times when my head is empty and no anxious or excited thoughts are pulling my focus this way and that, without meaning to, I think of a kiss. Not a Hollywood kiss, no worlds spinning, just that moment of two sets of lips coming together. It’s always a surprise when I become aware of what I’m thinking about, because when I usually catch myself doing this is when I’m single and don’t even have a crush. This explains why the person I’m kissing is blurry and out of focus like a dream. It’s pointless to daydream about a kiss when there’s no one you fancy. And it leaves me with such a feeling of longing that I have to start running down a list of guys I know and replay the scenario to see if one of them fit. But that usually ends in cringes rather than eurekas. I could never figure out why I’d dream of kissing when there’s no one to kiss. But wait. Maybe that’s just the point. When I long for kissing it’s when I’m most alone. I’m not longing for a specific person, but for a connection. Perhaps a new connection to the world I’ve never explored before, a new way to tap into my humanity, a new way to open up without saying a word. So at my quietest moments, when it’s just me in my head, I’ll imagine a kiss and invite the world in.

Sweet Ones

2010-01-11T13:44:00.000-05:00

For my friend Elly xoxo

Because this was a requested piece, I was given guidelines to follow. On top of that I took the pose from an ancient photograph of Fred Astaire. In some ways that made it harder. I think it's a cool picture, but something keeps nagging at me that it's not finished.

That's the hardest thing about art, you have to know when to stop improving and step away :)

xoxoChilly

WINNER

2010-01-11T13:36:00.000-05:00

I had a fabulous time at the 10th Annual Kids First! Best Awards at the Sante Fe Film Festival. I won two awards! I received the second place prize in my category for Student Animation College Production. On top of that I received a $5000 Scholarship from Watkins College of Art, Design & Film in Nashville Tennessee and a monetary award of $250. This Scholarship Award was given out to the two most promising students in the categories of College and High School.

Beatless Nick can now be viewed on IMDB.com http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1548905/

xoxChilly

Beatless Nick Poster

2009-12-01T16:10:00.002-05:00

I should've made a poster two years ago, but I was afraid of photoshop. Now we're the best of friends! (Photoshop: a Love Story). I made this for the Kids First Best Awards this weekend in Sante Fe, New Mexico. Beatless Nick is up for Best Student Animation College Production! But enough about that, this isn't the Beatless Nick Blog. (This is the Beatless Nick blog http://beatlessnick.blogspot.com/)

xoxoChilly

p.s. Special thanks to Elaine, Catalina, and Catalina's Nameless Coworker for their imput!

Princess of Rock

2009-11-28T12:09:00.001-05:00

Happy Birthday to me! Happy Birthday to me! As a gift to myself, I have finished another drawing! As I was saying before this is a Doc, a character I write about for funzies (http://kelamorrison.blogspot.com/2009/11/australian-adventures.html just a sample.)

Rough Clean Flat Colour

xoxoChilly

Rock Star

2009-11-26T13:11:00.000-05:00

Sketch of Doc (character from this post http://kelamorrison.blogspot.com/2009/11/australian-adventures.html) Hopefully I will colour this one.

(Sometimes sketches overlap each other, but that's a-okay!)

xoxoChilly

Jackie Dressed in Cobras: FINISHED

2009-11-24T19:10:00.000-05:00

Coloured in Photoshop! Yay (I'm not very experienced in Photoshop, but I'm really happy with the results.)

Rough Clean Flat Colour

Jackie Dressed in Cobras II

2009-11-23T17:45:00.000-05:00

Getting closer...

Jackie Dressed in Cobras

2009-11-23T14:47:00.000-05:00

(Uh oh. I picked my pencil back up. Now the dishes will never get done!)

What I'm currently working on: Ever heard the song "Jackie Dressed in Cobras" by The New Pornographers? I was listening to it the other day and got an urge to draw Jackie dressed in cobras. Cool imagery. This is a rough sketch. I will probably draw it again before cleaning it up and colouring. I drew it too small and couldn't do any details. Yay! Art!

xoxChilly

Left on the jungle floor

Jackie's dressed in cobras

Giving me ideas

What I really need now is ideas

A Little Crazy

2009-11-22T21:38:00.003-05:00

WARNING: The Character List and the Summary contain *spoilers*, because it's a play and that's just how they're formatted. Everything up front! So if you wanna be surprised, skip to Act I.

A Little Crazy by Kelly Morrison

With only a few days to prepare for his father’s visit, Marshall must create the illusion of a normal life despite the antics of his spiritually in tune girlfriend and his time traveling roommate.

A portion was read at National Arts Centre 4th stage during the Algonquin Hot House Reading Series in 2007. My wonderful actors got a lot of laughs.

This is only Act I. If you'd like to read Act II, please email me at kelamorrison @ gmail.com (without the spaces.)

Dark Fairy

2009-11-21T12:54:00.000-05:00

What's better than Fairy Princesses with Super Powers? DARK Fairy Princesses with Super Powers!

Is the blood too far?

xoxChilly

Luca

2009-11-21T11:07:00.000-05:00

But Kelly, you're a grown woman. Why would you make a Winx Fan Character? Ummmm because they're freakin' FAIRY PRINCESSES WITH SUPER POWERS! Man oh man! If I could be a freakin' fairy princess with super powers with a vampire boyfriend, I'd be set for life :)

Winx Mode

Luca's powers ("winx") comes from the Lunar Ecplise. That's why she wears the nifty belt signifying the different Moon Phases.

School Dress

You can tell she's going to school because she has a book. CLEVER. This was done using pen and pencil crayons so the colours ended up kinda muddy. Maybe someday I'll try to fix it up in photoshop.

Princess Gear

(Careful. Those heels are high!)

xoxChilly

Once Upon a Dream

2009-11-16T21:47:00.000-05:00

Please click FULLSCREEN to read

Once Upon a Dream by Kelly Morrison

By day Stella is shy and plain, but in her dreams she is bold and beautiful. Night after night Stella dreams of extraordinary adventures where she rescues her true love, Milo, from deadly threats. In reality Milo is the cute new boy in school who doesn’t even know Stella exists. Stella is content deluding herself with her fantasy life until characters from her dreams start leaking into the actual world and attacking the real Milo. Suddenly her life is a nightmare haunted by a dark enemy she knows only as Shadow Man. Stella must become the girl of her dreams to save the boy of her dreams

This is a portion of a screenplay taken from the middle of Act II. If you'd like to read the script in it's entirety, please email me at kelamorrison @ gmail.com (without the spaces) and I'd be happy to send it to you. It's just a precaution to keep track of who has copies.

~Chilly

Just a head

2009-11-16T20:58:00.000-05:00

Deal with it.

~Chilly

Still from Spirited Away

2009-11-14T16:18:00.000-05:00

Watercolour of a still from Spirited Away. Taken at an angle to avoid glare. This photo really doesn't do it justice.

~Chilly

Bratial Arts

2009-11-14T15:43:00.000-05:00

A friend of mine asked me to design some characters for a animated show idea of his. As you can see it involves a ninja...and a bra...

When my friend looked at the drawing in the top right corner of the rough sketches he asked, "Why is the ninja wearing the bra?" Umumum cuz it's hilarious! Sadly, I did not make a coloured version of the bra wearing drawing...tho maybe I should.

More people should request me to draw stuff. It motivates me.

~Chilly

Wapos Bay Spec Script

2009-11-14T11:13:00.000-05:00

Please click on "FULLSCREEN" to read the whole thing in it's own window where you can zoom in. It's too tiny otherwise!

This is SPEC script (written on my own initiative and not picked up) for a show I used to animate for, Wapos Bay. I crossed out a couple things on the title page to protect the innocent ;)

~Chilly

Pandora

2009-11-13T20:46:00.000-05:00

My design for a Teen Titan Character.

(Yes, Lisa, you remember this one.)

~Chilly

Captain Awesome

2009-11-12T11:51:00.000-05:00

Click FULLSCREEN for a better view.

This short film was produced by the Algonquin Broadcasting students class of '07 (Super Salty Productions) under the name "Good Bad Guy." I even had a cameo as Underage Girl. I had an AWESOME time watching my writing go from script to screen!

What's so great about being good?

When it comes to hand to hand combat Super Villain Professor Peril has no chance of defeating Average City's saviour Captain Awesome. However, luck is on the bad guy's side. When Peril's alter-ego, Dry Cleaner Trainee Courtney Lance, gets his hands on Captain Awesome's costume he sees it as an opportunity to smear the beloved Superhero's good name. Dressed as Captain Awesome, Courtney goes on a city wide crime spree. But in Average City Captain Awesome can do no wrong and Courtney is at risk for developing a taste for heroism. In the meantime, without his suit to hide behind, the real Captain Awesome's character is unmasked.

Captain Awesome

By Kelly Morrison

FADE IN

EXT. ROOFTOP -- NIGHT

CAPTAIN AWESOME, the solidly built, muscular protector of Average City battles PROFESSOR PERIL (AKA COURTNEY LANCE), a thin, spindly self-proclaimed super villain. They are complete opposites in their looks. Captain Awesome is handsome, well built, and clean cut in a pristine looking SUPER HERO SUIT with a MASK disguising his face. Peril is skinny and disheveled. His OUTFIT looks patched together and homemade. The two of them are circling each other like wrestlers preparing to pounce.

Professor Peril launches himself at Captain Awesome who simply bats him away as if he were nothing. Peril lands hard on the snowy asphalt.

Captain Awesome turns and poses for the PRESS who are watching the battle and snapping pictures from the sidelines.

CAPTAIN AWESOME

Pilot Plunder is simply no match for the mighty Captain Awesome!

The Press cheer.

Peril pulls himself back onto his feet.

PROFESSOR PERIL

My name is Professor Peril!

Captain Awesome rolls his eyes and turns back to face Peril.

Peril pulls out a ray gun. It looks homemade and pieced together.

PROFESSOR PERIL (CONT'D)

And you’ll rue the day you ever heard it!

Peril pulls the ray gun’s trigger but all that comes out is a cloud of filthy black smoke which sprays all over Captain Awesome’s suit. It leaves a greasy black stain right on the front of Captain Awesome’s outfit.

Peril throws down the ray gun in frustration.

PROFESSOR PERIL (CONT'D)

Blast!

Captain Awesome tugs at his suit and looks at the large black stain.

CAPTAIN AWESOME

Oh, perfect!

He looks up angrily at Peril.

CAPTAIN AWESOME (CONT'D)

We’re done here!

Captain Awesome delivers a show stopping blow to Peril’s face. This sends Peril flying backward. He hits hard against a brick wall which cracks from the impact. Peril slumps to the ground.

Captain Awesome turns back to the press and heads towards them, waving off the cameras.

CAPTAIN AWESOME (CONT'D)

No more pictures!

No one’s watching Professor Peril as he crawls away. No one cares that he’s getting away.

PROFESSOR PERIL

I’ll get you for this, Awesome. Everyone thinks you’re so great. I’ll prove them wrong. Just you wait.

As Peril slinks away, a fresh shiner can be seen forming on his eye.

EXT. DRY CLEANERS -- DAY

Establishing shot of a DRY CLEANERS SHOP. The sign on the door reads “24 HOUR DRY CLEANERS”.

INT. DRY CLEANERS -- DAY

COURTNEY LANCE sits behind the counter at the Dry Cleaner’s where he works. He wears a BADGE that says TRAINEE. A black eye identifies him as Professor Peril’s secret identity. He’s angrily reading the NEWSPAPER.

The headline of the article which is causing him so much pain reads CAPTAIN AWESOME THWARTS UNKNOWN THUG: CITY SWOONS.

COURTNEY

Well, they definitely didn’t spell my name right!

Courtney tosses the paper aside in frustration and suddenly becomes aware of the customer standing before him. CAPTAIN AWESOME stands before him, dressed as his secret identity. His large muscles are nearly bursting out of his button up shirt and tie. Tiny thick framed glasses rest on his nose. His whole outfit seems out of place on him as if he were wearing a disguise.

Even though Courtney has clearly noticed him, Captain Awesome begins ringing the RING FOR SERVICE BELL obnoxiously.

Courtney takes the bell away and hides it under the counter.

COURTNEY (CONT'D)

May I help you?

Captain Awesome looks Courtney up and down.

CAPTAIN AWESOME

I doubt it.

Captain Awesome tosses a spandex garment onto the counter.

CAPTAIN AWESOME (CONT'D)

I need this cleaned and I need it done right away.

Courtney unfolds the garment which happens to be CAPTAIN AWESOME’S STAINED COSTUME. Courtney’s eyes widen as he recognizes the suit, but he manages to keep his surprise under wraps.

CAPTAIN AWESOME (CONT'D)

This dry cleaner’s has either shrunken or destroyed every other suit I’ve brought here. This is my last backup so I need it cleaned ASAP. Understand?

Torn between his good fortune and his hatred for Captain Awesome, Courtney manages a gritted teeth smile.

COURTNEY

It’ll be ready tomorrow.

INT. DRY CLEANERS -- NIGHT

COURTNEY finishes closing the till up for the night.

He looks around to make sure he’s alone then tip toes over to the clothing rack.

He pulls CAPTAIN AWESOME’S freshly cleaned costume off the rack.

Standing in front of the reflective window glass, Courtney is dressed in Captain Awesome’s suit and mask. He turns back and forth examining himself from every angle. The spandex which should conform to his body, sits loosely on his skinny frame. Courtney has not noticed the poor fit.

COURTNEY

Not bad.

Courtney strikes a heroic pose.

COURTNEY (CONT'D)

I’m Captain Awesome. Everyone loves me ‘cause I’m a big prude!

Courtney considers his reflection for a moment.

COURTNEY (CONT'D)

Bet they wouldn’t love you so much if you were the bad guy.

Courtney’s eyes light up.

COURTNEY (CONT'D)

In fact. I’m going to show this town just how bad Captain Awesome can be.

EXT. STREET -- NIGHT

POV of COURTNEY as he walks slowly towards a commotion up ahead. A THUG has a MAN pressed up against his own CAR. He’s attempting to car jack him.

THUG

Gimme the keys!

The man fumbles in his pockets searching for his keys.

MAN

I don’t want any trouble.

THUG

Hurry it up!

The man finds his keys and, shaking, hands them to the thug.

COURTNEY (O.S.)

Hey, bad guy!

The Thug and the man look towards the voice.

Courtney is standing there triumphantly, hands on his hips, dressed in Captain Awesome’s suit and mask.

COURTNEY (CONT'D)

Don’t do that bad thing!

Frightened, the Thug drops the keys and throws his hands up in the air.

THUG

Look, Man, this isn’t what it looks like!

Courtney strolls up to the thug confidently.

COURTNEY

Actually I’m hoping it is what it looks like. ‘Cause to me it looks like you’re about to run away scared.

The Thug looks confused.

Courtney leans in as if you to whisper something in his ear but instead yells.

COURTNEY (CONT'D)

BEAT IT!

The thugs takes off running.

Courtney bends over and picks up the man’s car keys. The man beams at Courtney as he watches him.

MAN

Thank you so much!

Courtney tosses the keys up into the air and catches them. He smiles at the man.

COURTNEY

Don’t mention it.

Courtney unlocks the driver’s seat door.

MAN

You saved me!

Courtney opens up the car door and climbs inside.

COURTNEY

No really. Don’t mention it.

Courtney closes the car door and starts the engine. The man knocks on the window. Courtney rolls down the window.

MAN

Is there any way I could possibly repay you?

COURTNEY

I said don’t mention it.

Courtney revs the engine once then takes off speeding. The man watches adoringly for a moment then his face falls when he realizes Courtney’s just taken off with his car.

MAN

Hey wait...WAIT!

The Man makes a futile attempt to run after his stolen car.

EXT. LIQUOR STORE PARKING LOT -- NIGHT

A GROUP OF THREE UNDERAGE KIDS, average age of about 16, are trying to convince Liquor Store Patrons to buy alcohol for them. As a man heads into the store, a girl in the group tries to talk to him.

GIRL

Hey, Mister. Think you could pick me up a case or beer? I’d get it myself, but I lost my I.D.

The man ignores her and heads inside the store.

There’s a loud engine roar and all the kids turn and watch as COURTNEY runs a red light with his stolen CAR and whips into the liquor store parking lot.

The group of kids run up as Courtney steps out of the vehicle. One boy grins as he checks out Courtney’s newly acquired car.

BOY #1

Nice wheels, Man!

The second boy looks Courtney up and down and stifles a laugh.

BOY #2

Nice suit.

Courtney walks past the kid as if he didn’t even hear him. The girl runs after him.

GIRL

Think you could pull for us, Mister? We all forgot our I.D.’s and --

Courtney stops and turns to look and the girl. She shuts her yap as he considers her.

COURTNEY

Why not? I’m all about helping the needy. Follow me.

Courtney motions for the kids to follow him into the liquor store. They trot in along after him.

BOY #2

Is this dude for real?

They enter the store.

EXT. LIQUOR STORE PARKING LOT -- NIGHT

An ALARM sounds. The KIDS coming flying out of the liquor store carrying CASES OF BEER. COURTNEY strolls out leisurely behind them carrying a CASE OF WHISKEY. He pauses, pulls out the car keys, and hits the unlock button.

The kids start piling into the car. The one boy stops and waves anxiously at Courtney.

BOY #1

Hurry up, Man! Or we’ll get caught!

Courtney strolls up and opens the driver’s seat door.

COURTNEY

And who’s going to catch us? Me?

He climbs in, starts the car, and speeds away.

EXT. FRONT STEPS OF APARTMENT BUILDING -- NIGHT

Hanging out on the step of a rundown apartment building, the KIDS are enjoying the spoils of their liquor store heist. They’re playing loud Hip Hop music on a GHETTO BLASTER.

COURTNEY, with an open bottle of whiskey in one hand, is showing off his mad dancing skills. The kids are cheering him on and chanting.

GIRL, BOY #1, AND BOY #2

Go Awesome! Go Awesome! Go Awesome! Go Awesome!

Courtney break dances.

INT. DRY CLEANERS -- DAY

A dishevelled, hung over COURTNEY is sitting behind the counter at work reading the NEWSPAPER.
The article he’s reading is making him frown deeply. The headline reads CAPTAIN AWESOME STARTS INNER CITY DANCE TROOP: STREETS SAFER.

COURTNEY

They love him even when he acts like an ass...Or a bigger ass than usual.

The RING FOR SERVICE BELL begins ringing and Courtney jumps, noticing the real CAPTAIN AWESOME standing before him, once again dressed as his secret identity.

Courtney quickly tosses the paper aside so Captain Awesome doesn’t see the article.

COURTNEY (CONT'D)

May I help you?

Courtney reaches to grab the bell away. But Captain Awesome grabs it and holds it out of reach.

CAPTAIN AWESOME

I’m here for my suit.

He continues clutch the bell as if he were holding it ransom.

Courtney pauses in thought for a moment.

COURTNEY

It’s not ready. Come back tomorrow.

Captain Awesome becomes angry.

CAPTAIN AWESOME

What do you mean it’s not ready? You told me it would be done today!

Despite Captain Awesome’s rage, Courtney remains calm.

COURTNEY

It was a bigger job than we thought. It won’t be done until tomorrow.

Captain Awesome sticks his finger in Courtney’s face.

CAPTAIN AWESOME

Now you listen here! I’ve had enough with this place’s shoddy service! You told me my suit would be done today and --

COURTNEY

Gee, I’d love to sit here and listen to you yell at me but I’m on my break.

Courtney stands up and starts heading towards the back.

COURTNEY (CONT'D)

Come back tomorrow!

He heads into the back room.

Captain Awesome slams the bell down on the counter in frustration. The bell is now distorted from being crushed in his fist. Captain Awesome storms out.

EXT. STREET -- NIGHT

In a deserted street a PIMP is knocking a HOOKER around. He slaps her on the face.

PIMP

Where’s my money, bitch!

The Hooker touches her sore cheek and cries.

HOOKER

I don’t have it. I’m sorry.

The Pimp grabs her by the shoulders.

PIMP

Oh. I’ve had enough of this.

HOOKER

Please! Don’t!

The Pimps makes to throw her down and she screams and cries.

COURTNEY (O.S.)

The Lady asked you politely to stop.

The Pimp stops what he’s doing.

PIMP

This is between me and ma bitch. So why don’t you --

The Pimp turns and sees COURTNEY dressed as Captain Awesome. He lets go of the hooker and throws up his hands.

PIMP (CONT'D)

Whoa! Me and the lady, we was just talking!

Courtney saunters up slowly.

COURTNEY

If you were just talking then maybe it’s time you and I had a chat of our own.

Courtney cracks his knuckles. The pimp’s eyes widen.

PIMP

Oh HELL no!

The pimp takes off running so fast, his HAT flies off. Courtney catches it mid air.

HOOKER

Thank you so much! That guy’s a total creep.

Courtney puts on the hat. He turns to the hooker and grins.

COURTNEY

Speaking of Creeps, I have a proposition for you.

Courtney wraps his arm around the hooker's shoulder.

EXT. DOWNTOWN STREET -- NIGHT

COURTNEY struts down the street wearing his PIMP HAT and swinging around a BASEBALL BAT. He has three HOOKERS in tow and together they’re marching down the block as if they own the place.

COURTNEY

Okay, my Bitches. Let’s damage some property!

The march off.

INT. DRY CLEANERS -- DAY

A GIRL in her mid-twenties sits behind the counter reading the NEWSPAPER. The headline on the first page reads CAPTAIN AWESOME STARTS WOMEN’S SHELTER. The is a PHOTO of COURTNEY DRESSED AS CAPTAIN AWESOME with his three bitches on his arms.

The real CAPTAIN AWESOME storms in, marches up to the counter and rings the deformed bell obnoxiously.

The GIRL puts down the paper which has been covering her face. She glares coldly at Captain Awesome.

GIRL

That’s not a toy.

Captain Awesome stops ringing the bell and slams his hands down on the counter.

CAPTAIN AWESOME

Where’s my suit?

GIRL

Do you have your ticket?

Captain Awesome slams his ticket down on the counter. The girl gives him a dirty look as she picks up the ticket. She strolls over to the rack of clean clothes.

She comes back empty handed and checks something on the computer.

GIRL (CONT'D)

That’s odd. Your suit should’ve been finished yesterday but it’s missing.

CAPTAIN AWESOME

Missing! How could you lose my suit?

GIRL

Hey! I didn’t lose your suit! It must have been that idiot trainee who didn’t even bother showing up for his shift today.

CAPTAIN AWESOME

Unbelievable!

Captain Awesome suddenly notices the newspaper the girl had been reading. He picks it up and looks closely at the photo of Courtney in his suit.

CAPTAIN AWESOME (CONT'D)

Unbelievable...

Captain Awesome slams down the paper.

EXT. BACKYARD -- DAY

COURTNEY wakes up in a hot tub still dressed in CAPTAIN AWESOME’S SUIT. Around him his BITCHES are snoring away contentedly.

Quietly, so as not to wake them, he untangles himself from the girls’ embrace and climbs out of the hot tub.

EXT. NEWS STAND -- DAY

Still sopping wet, COURTNEY approaches a News Stand.

He picks up one of today’s PAPERS and begins reading the front page.

As he reads his face darkens with frustration and he shakes his head no. Finally he throws down the paper and stomps off.

EXT. ALLEY WAY -- NIGHT

COURTNEY is once again dressed in his everyday attire. He’s holding CAPTAIN AWESOME’S folded SUIT.

He walks up to a trash can, gives the suit one last frustrated look, and tosses it inside.

As he’s walking away he hears someone scream. He pauses. He hears the scream again. He picks the suit out of the trash and walks briskly towards the sound of the commotion.

EXT. OUTSIDE TALL BUILDING -- NIGHT (CONTINUOUS TIME)

COURTNEY arrives in front of a tall building where a small crowd has formed. They are all looking upwards and pointing.

MOTHER

My baby’s up there! Someone save my baby!

Courtney follows there gaze upwards where he spots a small child hanging off the ledge of the building’s roof.

MAN

He’ll fall if someone doesn’t save him!

FATHER

Where’s Captain Awesome when you need him?

Courtney looks from the child to the crowd then back up again. He pauses thinking for a moment then smiles mischievously.

COURTNEY

If the child falls it’ll be his fault....Excuse me.

Courtney pushes his way out of the crowd. He doesn’t notice the real CAPTAIN AWESOME, dressed as his secret identity, watching him within the crowd of people.

CUT TO:

EXT. SIDE STREET -- NIGHT (CONTINUOUS TIME)

COURTNEY darts inside a PHONE BOOTH. He fumbles as he changes once more into CAPTAIN AWESOME’S SUIT.

CUT TO:

EXT. OUTSIDE TALL BUILDING -- NIGHT

The crowd is gathered in front of the tall building, looking up at the poor helpless child. The MOTHER of the child is near hysterics.

MOTHER

My poor baby! If only Captain Awesome were here to --

COURTNEY (O.S.)

Save him?

The crowd cheers as COURTNEY, dressed as Captain Awesome, strolls past them.

He stops at the front of the group and turns to address them.

COURTNEY (CONT'D)

Never fear, good citizens! Captain Awesome has this one under control!

The crowds cheers. He turns and heads towards the building.

COURTNEY (CONT'D)

Complete control.

The real CAPTAIN AWESOME continues to watch silently from the crowd.

EXT. BUILDING ROOFTOP -- NIGHT

As COURTNEY arrives on the rooftop, the soft cries of the child can be heard.

He spots of the child’s hands hanging onto the ledge. He peers over.

The small BOY’S face is wet with tears. He spots Courtney and looks at him with utter desperation.

BOY

Help me! My hands are slippy!

Courtney holds out his hand. The boy carefully picks up one hand at a time and grabs hold of Courtney’s hand.

Once Courtney has a solid grip on the boy’s hands, he thrusts out his arm violently and dangles the kid over the side of the building.

The crowd below gasps in horror.

The child begins to cry in terror. Courtney looks into the child’s frightened face. He sets his jaw and slowly begins to loosen his grip.

The boy cries harder. Courtney winces. He tightens his grip and pulls the boy to safety.

EXT. OUTSIDE TALL BUILDING -- NIGHT

When COURTNEY arrives back on the ground carrying the BOY, the crowd envelopes him. The cheer and pat him on the back.

The MOTHER and FATHER of the BOY push their way through the crowd towards Courtney. The Mother takes the boy into her arms and sobs with joy.

MOTHER

My baby!

The Father looks at Courtney.

FATHER

You saved my boy!

Courtney attempts to shrug off everyone’s attention.

COURTNEY

It was nothing. Really.

MOTHER

Our hero!

Courtney shakes his head.

COURTNEY

I’m not a hero.

CAPTAIN AWESOME (O.S.)

You’ve got that right.

The real CAPTAIN AWESOME, dressed as a civilian pushes his way through the crowd.

Spotting Captain Awesome, Courtney tries to flee, but the crowd is still pushing in to see him. Captain Awesome walks up to Courtney and points dramatically at him. He addresses the crowd.

CAPTAIN AWESOME (CONT'D)

This man is not the real Captain Awesome!

The crowd looks on in dumb silence.

CAPTAIN AWESOME (CONT'D)

He is my Dry Cleaner!

Captain Awesome tears off Courtney’s mask. The crowd gasps.

CAPTAIN AWESOME (CONT'D)

I’m the real Captain Awesome!

A MAN steps forward from the crowd.

MAN

If you’re the real Captain Awesome, how come he --

The man points at Courtney who is trying to sneak away. He freezes when the man points at him.

MAN (CONT'D)

Saved the kid and you didn’t?

Captain Awesome looks around nervously.

CAPTAIN AWESOME

Well, I....

The Mother sets down her child. She crosses her arms and steps up to Captain Awesome with fire in her eyes.

MOTHER

That’s a good question.

Captain Awesome tries to back away but the crowd closes in on him.

With the attention off of him, Courtney attempts to slip away unnoticed, but the Father of the child stops him.

FATHER

Sir, you saved my son. Have can I ever repay you?

Courtney tries to brush off his compliments.

COURTNEY

It was nothing. Really.

FATHER

Yes it was. You’re a real hero.

Courtney gives the man a look of surprise.

Courtney’s BITCHES push their way through the crowd and run to his side. A REPORTER walks up with a camera.

REPORTER

Can I get a shot for the front page?

FULL SCREEN NEWSPAPER
On the front page of the NEWSPAPER there’s a large photo of COURTNEY with his BITCHES on his arms. The headline reads LOCAL MAN OUR HERO, CAPTAIN AWESOME ON THE OUTS.

FADE OUT

(c) 2007 Kelly Morrison

Transplant Concept Art

2009-11-10T15:10:00.000-05:00

This is concept art for a short film I pitched to NFB for their annual Hothouse. It's a rough idea I had of using textured backgrounds. In the end I wasn't in love with the story idea. It had an enviromental message which I do believe in! But whenever I go to write something serious, I end up writing something funny in it's place. The same would've happened here.

~Chilly

Doc Down Under

2009-11-10T11:06:00.001-05:00

My friend Elly and I (and sometimes other people) have been writing an on going story for years. Basically we each have a few characters (rock stars, actors, cops, etc.) and write from their perspective. We tag each other back and forth to come up with the next plot twist. It's a fun writing exercise, but since is has no overall story arch, it's purely self indulgent. Still I have fun writing it and like to reread stuff from time to time. One summer we did a long story about our characters in Australia. Here's a sample written from the perspective of a couple of my characters.

PATEN:

"Ohhhh pretty," gasped Doc.

I followed her gaze to a new arrival hugging Chaz. "And so enters the love interest," I muttered.

"Huh?" asked Doc.

"Nothing."

Doc skipped over to get introduced and I wandered up, half listening to the conversation.

"Oh I’m taking the 4x4 and travel in convoy," said this Bunyip guy. "Give everybody some more room. And Doc you wanna keep me company for a while?"

"Sure!" said Doc a little too eagerly. "But I’m driving!" Then she took off towards the driver's side of his 4x4 before he could protest.

"I wanna drive too!" I exclaimed and ran towards the driver’s side of Chaz’s pick up before she could stop me.

In no time Doc was tearing away from the gas station and I was yelling at Chaz and Rio to get their butts into gear.

DOC:

I rolled down my window and screamed, "EAT MY DUST, PATEN!"

"Uhh Doc?" Said the tall cool glass of water in the passenger seat.

"Yes Bunny?"

"You’re on the wrong side of the road!"

"Huh? Oh right, Australia…" I swerved onto the left side of the road.

PATEN:

"What the hell is she doing?" she just pulled onto he wrong side of the road!"

"Paten." Said Chaz. "We’re the ones on the wrong side of the road."

"Huh? Oh right Australia…" I mumbled turning the wheel.

DOC:

"This is my first time driving a 4x4." I said, pressing the gas just a little harder.

"You’re doing very well."

"Uh huh, then why are your knuckles turning white from clutching the dash board?"

"No reason," he said, releasing his death grip on the dash board.

"You’re nervous." I stated.

"I am not." He said, crossing his muscular arms.

"You so are. But you have nothing to worry about. I’m an excellent driver. Oops! I almost missed my turn!" I spun violently to the left. The back fishtailed as I pulled onto a side road.

"Where are you going?" asked Bunny.

"Shortcut."

"But this is your first time here, how do you know a shortcut?"

"….Instinct."

PATEN:

"Oh shoot!" I said as I passed Doc. "If she’d bothered to signal, I would have known she was turning. Sorry I missed the turn."

"That’s not the turn," Said Chaz. "I have no idea where Doc thinks she’s going."

"Probably looking for a secluded spot where she can jump Bunyip."

"I would have thought she’d do that in public."

"As long as Bunyip is with them, they won’t get lost, right?" asked Rio.

"I don’t know," I mused, "Doc has absolutely no sense of direction. She once got lost in the shower."

DOC:

"Cause if we’re lost!" I sang, "We are lost together!" I looked over at Bunny who was wearing an amused expression. "Okay, so you don’t know Blue Rodeo. Any requests?"

"We are not going to get lost," he stated.

"I don’t know that one, but if yo hum a few bars I can fake it."

"We can’t get lost because I know this area like the back of my hand."

"Oh yeah!" I said grabbing his hand. "Describe it!"

"Long slender fingers, soft milky skin…," he cooed.

"I mean your hand, not mine!" I giggled.

"Sorry, all I could think about was yours."

My eyes met his deep blue ones and my stomach did a flip flop. Suddenly I was feeling very nervous. I let go of his hand and pretended to focus on the road.

"Uhhh Doc?"

"Yes?"

"You’re on the wrong side of the road again."

"Right…. Australia….I’ll try to keep that in mind." I swerved back onto the left side of the road. For a couple of minutes neither of us said anything. "Sooo Bunny," I said breaking the silence,

"What’s with the weird name?"

"Actually, I’ve been meaning to tell you it’s Bunyip, not Bunny."

"Well, that’s even weirder… I bet there’s a story behind it. What's it mean?"

"Brake!"

"That's an odd definition. You'd think -" I was cut off when the car lurched forward abruptly. There was a sloshing sound then we weren't moving forward anymore.

********

"Well, this is a fine mess you've gotten us into," said Bunyip.

"Me? You were the one navigating! Way to navigate us into a bog!"

"It's not really navigating if you don't listen to my directions!"

"Whatever!" I said, throwing my arms up in the arm in defeat. "Just push us out of here so we can get back on the main road."

"Oh, I'm not pushing us out. You made your bed, now lie in it."

"You actually expect me to get out and push?" I shrieked. "What kind of guy are you? Get out there and do the man work and do the woman work of steering!"

"And you're sooo good at that," said Bunyip, rolling his eyes. "You steered us right into a bog."

"Alright, my bad! I admit it! But you can't seriously expect me to wade knee deep into mud and push this monstrosity out! I am not very strong! I'm even weaker than I look! I probably couldn't even push you out of here and then you go and add on the weight of a 4x4!"

"That's your problem, not mine," he shrugged. I narrowed my eyes at him. "You know like an hour ago I kinda liked you, but now you're the last man on Earth I want to be trapped with!"

"Then get out and push!"

"ERRRRRRG!" I screamed. "I can't! I'm weak! Like a little girl!"

Bunyip stared thoughtfully through the window for a few moments. "You're right, you can't push us out," he said calmly.

"Thank you!" "Like you said, you're a weak spoiled little girl."

"I don't think I said spoiled..."

"What else could I expect from a Canuck? You come from a whole country of wimps."

"Whoa, Buddy! Why are you going there?" "

I better get out and do the man's job of pushing and you just sit here, if it's not too difficult. Never send a woman to do a man's job."

"Hey! I could push if I wanted to!"

"We both know you couldn't, it's alright. I'll do it."

"No, it's not alright! Perhaps you haven't read my t-shirt," I said, unzipping my hoody. "'Canadian girls kick ass!' Truer words were never printed on a shirt!"

"I'd love to discuss fashion with you, but someone has to get us out of the bog, and it's certainly not going to be you."

"You bet your sweet ass it's going to be me!" I kicked open the driver's door and jumped into the knee deep muddy water. Bunyip started to get out on his side, but I stopped him. "And don't you dare help me! You get behind that wheel, hit the gas when I tell you to, and look pretty while I rescue us!"

"If you say so," he said, sliding into the driver's seat.

"Just watch out for crocs!"

"Crocs?" I gulped, spinning back towards the car just in time to see the door slam in my face.

PATEN

It was well after dark when I spotted the headlights of Bunyips's 4x4. "Thank goodness!" I exclaimed, running to meet them as they pulled up. Chaz and Rio were right behind me.

"Doc, I'm so glad you're all..." I cut myself off when I saw the state my cousin was in. She jumped out of the car, making a squishing noise as she hit the ground. It looked like she was more mud than human at the moment. "Wow! I'd hate to see the other guy..."

Right then Bunyip got out, looking just as spotless as when he left. "I was right, I am hating his. What the hell happened?" I snapped, directing the question at Bunyip.

It was Doc who answered. "You guys should have been there!" she exclaimed excitedly. "I totally saved the day! I came, I saw, I pushed a 4x4 out of croc infested waters with my bare hands! And I proved once and for all, I'm the only real man around here." She gave Bunyip a playful swat and they shared a smile.

"And you actually let her push?" asked Rio.

"There was no stopping her," said Bunyip, shaking his head.

"Okay, you can all talk about me like I'm not here, while I'm showering," said Doc. "Chaz, please tell me there's some form of running water."

"Alright," giggled Chaz, "Follow me, Pink Ranger."

I waited until they were out of earshot then turned to Bunyip. "So I assume you tricked Doc into getting out and pushing."

"Me?" said Bunyip, "Never!"

"I can't believe you actually tricked my cousin into pushing a 4x4 out of croc infested waters. I don't know whether to punch you or admire you..."

"There were no crocs. I would've never let her get out if there were. And I already apologized for tricking her so don't worry about that. I actually wasn't expecting her to push for long. I was just trying to teach her a lesson and then she goes and impresses me."

"I don't know Doc that well," said Rio. "But what I do know is she's bad at learning lessons, but good at impressing people."

"You two don't know the half of it," I said. "So are we gonna eat or what?"

Halloween Art

2009-11-09T21:38:00.000-05:00

I had an epiphany: I can merge my creative side with my mom side! Halloween was just the beginning of the fun: Pumpkin carving, mood lighting, and spooky window paintings! Love it.

~Chilly

Beatless Nick

2009-11-06T15:09:00.004-05:00

Mah Film

Watkins College of Art, Design & Film 2009, Most Promising Student Scolarship Award

Kids First! Film Festival 2008, 2nd Place Best College Animation

CBC Exposure 2007, Finalist

Kansas City Film Festival 2009, Official Selection

Newport Beach Film Festival 2009, Official Selection

Heart of Gold Film Festival 2009, Official Selection

SF Bay Area International Children's Film Festival 2009, Official Selection

Los Angeles International Children's Film Festival 2008, Official Selection

Frame Damage Festival of Animation 2008, Official Selection

Chinh India Kids Film Festival 2008, Official Selection

San Diego International Children's Film Festival 2008, Official Selection

Sarasota Film Festival Kids Fest 2008, Official Selection

BAMKids Film Festival 2008, Official Selection

Chicago International Children's Film Festival 2007, Official Selection

Αza Digital Cinema Festival 2007, Official Selection

Raising the Dead (blog)

2009-11-06T14:24:00.000-05:00

My friend Andrew set up this blog for me over two years ago. Sadly, he never showed me how to use it...or actually I think he tried, but gave up when he saw how confused I got. But I'm older and wiser now so I think I can handle running my very own blog! I will do my best to post writing and artwork on this site and pull my poor blog out of the gutter it's been festering in for years.

Cheers to second chances!

~Chilly