This is a blog about America Chavez kicking things.
Emma got them dolla dolla bills yall
This is the scene right before the other one, where Etta is ordered to take Diana to a mall…
EXT. A PARKING LOT OUTSIDE A BIG SHOPPING MALL - DAY
Diana, Etta and Trevor are outside an unmarked black van, as Diana looks about the cars in wonder. We see many shoppers, but no children yet. Etta still looks very skeptical, which annoys Trevor a little bit.
So many people!
I want it on record that I’m
against this…this ridiculous
Orders came straight from the White
House, Etta. They want to make
nice with the country that can
build invisible jets…and that makes
Diana a kind of ambassador.
Deal with it, soldier.
ETTA’s cell phone buzzes. She holds the cell to
her ear as Diana looks about the parking lot in wonder.
Oh! General Rock, what a pleasure to…
Nossir. We believe that she actually
is what she claims, the princess of
an island nation of warrior women cloaked
by some mystical means.
Diana cocks her head, baffled by a hugely-tired monster truck parked in the lot.
No, General. She didn’t bring
any unicorns or leprechauns with her.
Etta, still talking on the phone, as Trevor smiles, rubbing it in a little.
Yessir, get her anything she wants, in
the interest of diplomacy. Absolutely,
sir. Pardon me, didn’t quite catch
Diana lifts the front of the truck easily off the ground, looking at its undercarriage out of simple curiosity.
Well, sir, right now, I believe she
says what she wants most is a coney
dog, sir. Pardon? Yessir, ‘silent
but deadly.’ I’ll keep you updated,
General. Thank you.
She hangs up.
Diana drops the truck, smiling, without an ounce of guile.
Well, the State and Defense department
heads want to debrief you. But until
then, you’re our responsibility.
It was kind of you to vouch for me
like that, Etta Candy.
Diana hugs her again, warmly.
Etta pauses…she can’t figure Diana out, and takes Diana’s arm. But it IS hard to dislike Diana for long.
Listen, you don’t have to hug me
every time you think I did you a favor,
Come on, let’s get you something to
wear that’s not quite so…
Diana, Steve and Etta, walking into the mall’s entrance. Etta is calm, but Diana reacts in shock.
The mall, a three story covered mass of stores and stalls and restaurants, seemingly going on forever. There’s a fountain, and lots of people, but again, let’s not show children here, yet.
CUT BACK TO:
Diana’s stunned reaction.
It…it goes on forever!
And yet, just try to find a cocktail
dress in my size. Come on.
Let’s get this over with.
Steve and Etta hang back a little and whisper conspiratorially as Diana delights in every window she sees.
Listen, she obviously means no
one any harm—when are you gonna cut
her some slack?
Funny. I was just about to ask you
when you were going to stop acting
like a lovesick teenager and start
acting like an officer in the U.S.
Diana is reluctantly pulled along as she gazes in wonder, as Etta points to a store off-screen.
I know, I know, I know, it’s shameful.
Hey, look! Cute shoes!
They walk past a heavily tattoed, multiply-pierced Goth girl, and Diana speaks to her earnestly.
Greetings, sister. May I ask what
your tribal markings mean?
Steve pulls Diana away quickly.
I believe she’s a Goth-azon,
Princess. This way, please.
They are about to enter a dress shop (“SKIRT THE ISSUE”), again the other shoppers gawk.
INT. DRESS SHOP
Diana, stands in front of a row of dresses, and pulls one out, tasteful and sexy without being skankalicious.
What about this one?
Steve smiles, a bit uncomfortable.
Aw, you’d look good in anything,
Etta, suddenly annoyed, punches him in the arm.
Ow! What’d I say?
Maybe you’d better try it on,
Diana cocks her head at he dress, shrugs, and begins taking off her uniform right smack in the middle of the busy dress shop.
Etta and Steve both react, Steve basically slack-jawed. Etta silently places one hand over Steve’s eyes.
Them leaving the store, each carrying an absurd number of full bags (Diana carrying more, obviously). It should be comical, here. Diana is now wearing a flattering dress, rather than her Wonder Woman garb.
At home I had three outfits, and
I was the princess.
I don’t know if that’s admirable or
They walk to a glass elevator, the door opens, they enter.
Annoyingly bright MUZAK plays.
Diana leans back, grooving.
I know, it’s awful, isn’t it?
Diana closes her eyes, smiling widely.
It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve
kiran’s favorite female characters : 5/?? : natasha romanoff
It’s not the length of a life that matters, just the depth of it. The chances we take. The paths we choose. How we go on after our hearts break. But in the end, what matters is that we loved…and lived.
WHY AM I AT WORK
THIS IS A NATIONAL HOLIDAY
Hugh Laurie on Stephen Fry
Young Avengers Vol. 2 #14 Preview
We gather in a night club, and have a string of connected and overlapping stories starring our cast. It’s a completely and unprecedented approach to a story in comics history. There are no parallels. We refuse to accept it.
Team Young Avengers are joined by an all-start cast of some people we really like. Each individual section gets one individual artist. It’s a metaphor, probably.
It’s been one hell of a year. In two episodes, one before and one after the new year, the Young Avengers get resolution. You guys do as well.
HUFF HUFF CEE HUFF HUFF
Officially on break now, and lined up at my library, I have:
JLA Year One
Relish: My Life in the Kitchen
Some G. Willow Wilson with Air (just finished her Vixen miniseries. I enjoyed it, want to read some more of her work!)
Christopher Priest’s Captain America and Falcon
Some old school Doctor Strange and Ms.Marvel
Gonna live it up this break…by reading comics.
The trench coat looks more in line with what I’ve seen of the movie design? I really dislike the mask though. It’s just really….awkward.
STILL CAROL’S THERE WITH HER 1000 TIMES BETTER MASK. STEP UP YOUR GAME, STARLORD
Nevermind, the Avengers one isn’t valid anymore. However, the Uncanny X-Force one is still good and valid! Message me if you want it!
reblogging because this was earlier in the day! I have a digital code for the first issue of the Sam Humphries’ Uncanny X-Force. I don’t need it! If you want to try the first issue, or you want someone else to read it, let me know!
this is exactly what the end of the semester feels like