I say this as a make up artist I seen the process of you know people getting into Velociraptor suits, or how Harry from Harry and the hendersons was made.
The first Alien movie?
Makeup.
You have people making silicone heads that look so life like you would be shocked. There are so many practical effects that like you can tell when something is CGI vs something in makeup.
How about Aliens seeing our practical effect movies?
The movies like Alien or Jurassic park? Or Stranger Things? They can spit out the ones that are computer generated fine. They use that technology themselves for entertainment. But the movies where the creature was there??? That is harder to wrap their heads around..
“So… in the movie Alien vs. Predetor… you tell me those are humans…. in suits?”
“Yes.”
“And you did not really reanimate ancient giant creatures from your past?”
“Oh no. Those are robots…. except for the the velociraptors. Those are guys in suits.”
“And those people who were stabbed and killed?”
“Oh all fake. It was a fake blade and fake blood.”
Aliens just think humans are really good at mimicking. One even stares at a few of their speices for a few days takes pictures and suddenly one of their own is on their ship and mimicking their voices before laughing and Human stacy’s voice comes from the alien is it takes of their hand to show a smaller fleshy humans hand.
“I made myself look like you!!!!” She giggled as she shows off everything from the texture to the paint job but when you touch what should be hard skin it squishes a bit.
“Sorry Foam latex was perfect for holding it all together… alright give me like twenty minutes while I take this off… hey tell me when we swing by your planet next I want to see if I can fit in.” She said taking off her backpack and pulling out another head of their kind. But there is a split it then bar of the head showing white material….
A mask?
She smiles so naturally with their face on her before walking off gushing about the research she will beable to do.
Or they are attacked and they find one of their humans face down blood pooled around them.
The Pirates snort better the human dead as their ship mates anguish their human. As the captain turns there is a blast. The captain goes down and their human is on their knees smirking gun in hand shirt covered in blood.
“Sorry we humans have nine lives.” They growl seriously. It is a secret power we don’t like to share.“ The pirates abandon quickly as all the humans on board turn their guns on them unfearful.
Once they are safe and the old captain is disposed off the bloody human pulled off the dirty clothes to show themselves unharmed.
“Thanks for the fake blood!”
“You faked your death???”
“I wanted them to get close.”
Idk practical effects man we can trick each other with makeup why not aliens
(Because I’ve seen this guy everywhere! I want to fall down the rabbit-hole as well! And thank you too @magic-marvin-protection-patrol for inspiring me with the ask I saw on your blog!
I’ve seen that Rob was created by Malvin the Magician? I’m unsure of it, but he was a magic trick gone wrong? Or Malvin tried to revive Jack after Anti killed him? Not sure! But there’s a semi back story!)
– The guy has a stomach of steel. He will eat anything and everything. Rotting meat, fresh produce; I’m pretty sure some of the other egos have seen him try to chomp down on a shoe once.
– He’s constantly hungry, but if he eats too much his stomach will start to swell and then he barfs it back up. You’ll have to hurry him away before he starts trying to eat that too.
– Despite his Zombie appearance, Rob is actually quite intelligent. But sometimes, when he’s really hungry or sleepy, he’ll start moaning and stare off into the distance. Non-blinking and wide-eyed.
– If he stays like this for too long, he’ll start wandering off aimlessly. Running into things and chasing after bright lights or very noisy objects.
– Anti found him trying to chase a firefly in the backyard one night. Then proceeded to tease the zombie with a laser-pointer.
– Chase has a harness and a leash so he can take Rob out on walks when he’s hungry.
– Chase constantly has to pull Rob out of trashcans and pull on the leash to stop him from chasing any animals they come across.
– He bruises almost instantly and can be harmed easily. If he bumps into a particularly sharp corner of a table, his skin will tear. Doctor Sneeplestein is quick to patch him up before Rob makes it worse.
– Because of his lack of nerve endings and general heart-beat; Rob can’t feel pain. And due to his easily torn skin and ligaments, he can actually tear off his limbs and throw them at people.
-”Hey Rob, can you give me a hand with this?” Pans over to Rob smirking as he twists his wrist and tears off his hand, throwing it at JackaboyMan. “Not what I meant!”
– He gets easily confused though. If you talk too fast or move too quickly, Rob will ask you to repeat yourself. His brain is a little mushy due to, you know, being dead.
– Anti and Rob have scaring competitions to see who can make the other egos scream the loudest. So far Anti is winning due to his unfair advantage of “Horror Movie Night” and Malvin pretty much use to Rob’s attempts at scaring him.
– After-all, Malvin did create him and the two were stuck with each other until Rob escaped and the other egos discovered him.
– Rob is generally a nice guy. Can sometimes get grumpy due to his hunger, but he likes to joke and laugh just as anyone else.
Which ego would you rather see alongside Chase, Schneeple, Jackaboy, Marvin and Jack? Robbie or The Survival Hunter (also known as Angus)?
I suppose I could include both, but I really would rather stick to 6 main characters (I said 7 on the actual post of chapter 3 but I think it was wrong. See I’m already losing count!!) so I, as you just saw, don’t lose count. So…who would you rather see?
Chapter 3 is here! And with a new chapter (apparently) comes a new ego! (Once again courtesy of the followers of @chase-brody-protection-squad ‘s blog.) However, unlike Robbie, I don’t think this ego will be around for very long. I want to just keep with seven main characters so I can keep track of them all XD Any other egos created during the writing of this will probably just have little cameo appearances from now on.
And since I’m on the subject, I’ve seen that the Survival Hunter (one of Jack’s very first ‘egos’ from the earliest days of his channel) is starting to become a proper ego. I feel like I have to include him somewhere but…I can’t think how. I’ve got nothing. So, for now, he’s not going to appear in this. If anyone has any ideas as to how I could fit him in, please let me know!
Anyway, that’s all I wanted to say. Enjoy chapter 3!
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Chapter 3 – Welcome home
“Right, does everyone remember the plan?”
“Yes Jack, you’ve asked this question 10 times already!”
“Alright, alright!” Jack said, scowling at Chase as they stood on the platform. He never remembered the Underground taking this long; they’d been waiting for a good 15 minutes and still now train. The anxiety was killing him. He felt every single pair of eyes that stared at them, he could hear every whisper of wonder the people staring at them exchanged, and he could feel every step closer the scientists took to catching up to them. He started jumping from one foot to the other in an attempt to get rid of this nervous energy, but nothing changed.
That would be a pretty funny story for the scientists to tell though, Anti said, ‘Subjects T10 / C0-6: attempted to escape but were caught while waiting for the London Underground to arrive’.
I guess you’re right…
Jack thought back.
“The plan is: if anyone asks, we’re a group of brothers heading to a fancy dress party, right?” Marvin asked. Robbie was crouching on all fours behind him, narrowing his eyes and growling at everyone that passed; turns out he wasn’t a massive fan of people. “Exactly,” Jack replied. At that moment, the ground beneath their feet began to shake, and a rumbling sound reverberated through the tunnel. The clones tensed. “What the fuck is that?!” Jackaboy said, clearly on edge. “That’s the train coming,” Jack replied, “Don’t worry.”
Two bright lights appeared in the black of the tunnel to the left, which turned into the front of a train, which turned into a whole train which pulled to a stop in front of the group. The red doors opened, and a female voice said: “mind the gap.” Jack motioned for everyone to follow and squeezed through the doors. Once they were inside, they (miraculously) found seats for everyone and settled down for the journey. “Zhis is a train?” Schneeple asked, looking round in disgust, “It looks like a giant tin can on wheels.” But Jack wasn’t listening. He was watching Marvin, who was sat next to him, staring intently down the carriage with wide eyes. Jack nudged him. “What’s wrong?” “Maybe I’m just being paranoid,” Marvin said nervously, “but I think that guy is watching us.” He pointed to a man sat further down the carriage, wearing a black suit and glasses. Jack was just about to say that maybe he was just staring at them because they looked strange – much like everyone on the platform had been doing – when the man narrowed his eyes at them, pulled out a phone and began talking into it. Jack’s heart began to race. Had they really been caught this early? Before he could tell the others that they needed to get off this train immediately, the doors closed and the train started to move.
They were stuck.
Jack leaned back in his seat so he wouldn’t have to look at the man anymore and leaned close to Marvin’s ear. “Just don’t do anything to draw attention to yourself.” He whispered. “What’s happening?” Robbie asked, sitting on the seat with his knees up to his chest and balancing pretty well dispute the train constantly wobbling. “Nothing.” Jack said quickly with a smile, “Nothing. Me and Marvin were just having a chat.” He thought it was best not to freak everyone out. Besides, there was a chance this man was just an ordinary man, a business man even, just talking to a college in the phone. Maybe Marvin was just being paranoid.
Jack had just started to believe that when he saw the man get up and start walking toward them.
Well shit, Anti said, You’ve got trouble. Let’s not jump to conclusions, Jack thought, battling the urge to bolt and doing his best to appear calm. The others had noticed the man now too. Chase and Schneeple narrowed their eyes at him, while Jackaboy, Marvin, and Robbie tensed up, panic in their eyes. “You shouldn’t be here.” the man said, holding onto the bar above the seats to support himself against the train’s movement. It struck Jack as odd that the man didn’t even say hello before jumping straight into conversation. “Um…ok?” was all Jack could reply, his heart racing faster. Brilliant answer there. Well done, Anti said. “I know where you’re heading,” the man continued, “You’re heading to the first place you could think of. The only place that makes you feel safe. You’re heading home.” Jack glanced at the others, who were all giving him the same look: he’s one of them. Jack looked back to the man. “I’m not going to ask how you know all of this because I know exactly how. And I don’t want to cause a scene so all I’m going to ask is this: how did you us so fast?” The man simply smiled in response. “We have our ways,” he replied, “You lot may have shut down our entire computer systems, but we still have our ways of tracking you.”
The train suddenly slowed, eventually coming to a stop at another train station, situated in a tunnel like all the rest. The man looked out the window for a moment before turning back to the group as the doors opened once more. “Looks like this is my stop.” He said, letting go of the bar he’d been holding onto and dusting down his suit, “Just a little point of advice before I go: we may be leaving you alone for now, but we’ve contacted some…friends of ours who will now be wanting to talk to you. Our company is bigger than you think.” With this, he turned to leave, before remembering something and turning back, “Enjoy your little field trip while it lasts. You’ll be back in our hands soon enough.”
And with this, he was gone, leaving Jack and the clones in stunned silence.
Well, Anti said at last in Jack’s mind, I told you this journey was going to be eventful.
*** A little while later, the train left the winding tunnels of the underground and Jack finally started to recognize his surroundings. A strange feeling began to wash over him, and he could feel himself tearing up. He would finally be going home. After all this time, he was finally free. “You ok?” Jackaboy asked when he saw Jack’s tears. Chase was fast asleep beside him, snoring loudly. “Y-yeah.” Jack replied, wiping his eyes as the tears fell, “It’s just…a bit overwhelming, you know?” “Yeah, I get it.” Marvin said, “After so long, you’ll finally be able to see your family and friends again.” “Do you zhink the police vill want to talk to you?” Schneeple asked. “Probably,” Jack replied, “But we’ll deal with that when we get to it.” “The next stop is Brighton.” A female voice said over the speaker, “Please mind the gap between the train and the platform.” “Wake Chase up,” Jack said to Jackaboy, standing up and grabbing Robbie’s shirt collar to stop him from jumping out at the people getting off the train, “We’re here.”
*** After a short walk, Jack was finally back on a street he knew very well. Once he began to recognize houses, his walking speed increased, until eventually he was sprinting down the road with the clones running after him, grinning like an idiot. This is it, Jack, he thought, this is the moment you’ve been waiting for for a whole month.
But when he got to his apartment, instead of bursting through the door, Jack stopped dead, his smile fading. This sudden stop caused Chase to slam into the back of him. “Dude, what the-” he started, until he saw what had caused Jack to stop.
There was a figure standing outside Jack’s apartment. But not just any figure, it was another clone. It had the same bright green hair as all the rest, but when it turned around, they noticed it had very dark blue eyes that seemed to glow. It was also wearing a brown tweed suit. There was a moment of silence until the Clone finally spoke. “Jack. Septic. Eye. You are coming. With me.” Jack’s eyes widened. “I’m sorry…who are you?” Jack asked, hearing Robbie snarl at the newcomer behind his back. The Clone narrowed its eyes. “My name is S-3-4-N,” it replied in a robotic, monotone voice, “I was. Constructed. By the Intex branch in. Dublin, Ireland. My purpose is to. Bring you to them. Alive.” Now it was Jack’s turn to narrow his eyes. “Oh…really? And what about this lot?” He asked, motioning to the clones stood behind him. S-3-4-N cocked its head to the side for a moment before lifting its arm – which now had a bright red ball forming in its palm – and answering. “These subjects are. Faulty. They must. Be terminated.”
Jack cares about you, who you are, and what you make.
Please, remember that whenever you feel like no one cares.
This community cares as well!
We’re a family here, never be afraid to come to any of us for anything you need.
Jack is here, and so is this community.
