Fairy Tale Adaption

Three Billy Goats Gruff

Comic Adaptation: Grace Seward

Page 1:

Panel A: Zoomed in view of three male goats lounging around in a dull yellow meadow.

                       

Narrator: Once upon a time, there lived three billy goats gruff.

Panel B:  Zoom in further on the biggest goat. He has a very styled and tamed ‘hair’ style and a confident/masculine look.

Narrator: The first and oldest billy goat was Zephyr.

Panel C: In a smaller panel next to portrait. Zoomed out to Zephyr lifting the other two goats.

                       

Narrator: He was the strongest of the three and his arms

Panel D: Same size as last panel, Zephyr is talking and his chest is puffed out as if he’s using a lot of wind. Behind him is lots of rambling/text that’s crunched together with different bold and font sizes.

Narrator: and his mouth showed it too.

Panel E: Pan out from last panel a little, to reveal another goat listening to Zephyr. Focus point, middle goat listening in very attentively.

                       

Narrator: The second was Phrixus

Panel F: Small panel, similar in format to previous ones. Phrixus is shown running circles around Zephyr excitedly.

Narrator: and he was the most eager and rambunctious.

Panel G: Pan out completely, showing all three goats, Zephyr talking and Phrixus running laps. Subtly near by is the third goat, rolled on his back, looking up at the sky.

Narrator: Altair was the last and he was a bit different from the others.

Page 2:

Panel A: Zoom in Altair. He is the smallest of the three goats and he’s a bit skinnier than the others. His eyes are pointed up at the sky dreamily as if he not in the field at all.

Zephyr: Al! Are you listening to me??

Panel B: A shadow looms over the smallest goat. His expression reads annoyance and his eyes roll.

Altair: You’re blocking my view, Zeph. Bug off.

Panel C: Zoom out. Zephyr rams his large horn into Altair’s head aggressively while Phrixus continues to bound in circles.

Zephyr: Did you hear that, xus? Baby bro can’t see his pretty clouds!

Altair: Knock it off, Zephyr!

Narrator (bottom of panel): Altair wasn’t strong or energetic

Panel D: Shot of Phrixus collapsing into the grass, sprawling himself out.

Phrixus: Clouds? What’s so great about clouds? You can’t eat’em.

Panel E: Phrixus rolled over taking a giant bite of the dull yellow grass, getting a mouthful of dirt.

Panel F: Zephyr and Altair glancing out of the picture frame toward Phrixus. Spitting onomatopoeia.

Phrixus: Guys….the grass is broken.

Narrator: but at least he was smart.

Page 3:

Panel A: Pan of the faded yellow and brown grass. It seems to go on for miles.

Narrator: The three brothers had lived in he meadow since they could remember. Their mother (and Altair) had warned that if they weren’t careful all the yummy grass would dry up and they’d have to find somewhere new to live.

Panel B: The three goats sit in a circle/triangle discussing what to do about the food.

Zephyr: There’s plenty of grass on the other side of the river. I’ve always liked it over there better anyway.

Panel C: Shot of the bridge and all the delicious grass on the other side. Phrixus dreaming about gorging on all the grass. Piles of grass are all lined up and he’s eating them Pac Man style.

Phrixus: Oh yeah! Much better!

Panel D: Fantasy is invaded by a short petite gnome throwing lightening bolts as Phrixus runs away.

Phrixus: But…what about that Gnome? He ain’t too nice…

Panel E: Fantasy is interrupted again, this time with Zephyr swinging the gnome over his head.

Zephyr: That guy’s a joke! We’ll have no problem crossing, right Al? I’ll knock him around a bit and we’ll have all the grass we can eat!

Panel F: Zoom on Altair who is thinking.

Narrator: There was no Gnome that guarded the bridge. There was a troll…

Page 4:

Panel A: Panel of a awkwardly proportioned troll wearing gloves and watering flowers.

Narrator: and he wasn’t all that scary, either.

Panel B: Zoom out of troll tending to the meadow. Flowers of all different kinds are scattered everywhere.

Narrator: Peder the Troll was the care taker of the meadow.

Panel C: Same panel, but it’s dark and there’s a glow of a lantern in a different area of the picture.

Narrator: He tended to it day and night and Altair often could see the soft glow of his lantern in the distance.

Panel D: Shot of Peder under the bridge in his ‘night’ clothes, covering his ears with two large stones.

Narrator: Most Trolls only sleep a few hours each day, but poor Peder never got much.

Panel E: Zephyr and Phrixus goofing around at edge of the bridge, trotting and trampling on it.

Panel F: Peder waving his arms as the two goats laugh and bounce away.

Narrator: He always begged them to play elsewhere, but he wasn’t tough enough to scare them away like a troll should.

Panel G: Smaller panel, Peder with his tongue out, making a gross face.

Narrator: He couldn’t even frighten them by threatening to gobble them up. Goat meat was too gross.

Page 5:

Panel A: Shot of Zephyr and Phrixus butting heads.

Zephyr: No! I already said I’ll rough him up! I should go first!

Phrixus: You always get to go first! There’s no where good to hit after you!

Panel B: Zoom in on Altair, a grin on his face as he squeezes between his brothers.

Altair: I’m the smallest, so I’ll go first. I can work him up, that way he’s mad and more of a challenge for you two.

Panel C: Shot of Phrixus plopping down into the grass in defeat as Altair skips off toward the bridge.

Phrixus: I never have any fun…

Panel D: Altair trots onto the bridge and pounds on the stone.

Altair: Mr. Troll! Come out come out!

Panel E: Peder peeks his head out from under the bridge.

Peder: What do you want? Are you here to torment me like your brothers?

Panel F: Altair looks over his shoulder at the two goats wrestling and not paying any attention.

Altair: No, but my brothers want to eat up your garden. I have a plan to save it, but I need your help…

Panel G: Altair whispering into the Peder’s ear.

Page 6:

Panel A: Phrixus runs onto the bridge and skids to a halt in the middle.

Phrixus: ALLLLL! Where are yooou??

Narrator: After a while of playing, Zephyr noticed Altair never came back to get them so he sent Phrixus to go fetch him.

Panel B: Peder comes out from under the bridge with a large bulge in his tummy.

Peder: There’s no use calling. He can’t hear you.

Panel C: Zoom in on Phrixus face, he’s confused.

Phrixus: What? Why not? Did a bug get in his ears?

Panel D: Zoom out, focus on Peder as he pats his large belly.

Peder: No. I ate him.

Panel E: Phrixus’ eyes are wide and he steps back.

Peder: Don’t believe me? See for yourself.

Panel F: Silhouette of Peder, his large teeth white and gleaming as he opens his mouth wide and Phrixus looks in.

Panel F: Something reaches out, grabbing Phrixus to pull him inside.

Page 7:

Panel A: Zoom in on Zephyr mumbling in his sleep.

Panel B: Wakes up with a jolt, zoomed out a bit and he looks around.

Zephyr: Xus? Al??

Panel C: Zoom out on empty meadow.

Zephyr: Where are you?

Page 8:

Panel A: Shot of Zephyr stalking across the bridge. Peder is there waiting, his belly twice as big.

Zephyr: Where are my brother’s, gnome?

Panel B: Peder smiles, leaning on a large stone.

Peder: Digesting.

Panel C: Zoom out as Zephyr charges Peder, his head down ready to buck him.

Panel D: Peder opens his mouth as wide as he can and Altair leaps out and lands on Zephyr’s head right before he hits Peder.

Panel E: The three clash, sending Phrixus jutting out of Peder’s belly, sending the three goats in the opposite direction.

Panel F: Phrixus and Zephyr are stunned as Altair and Peder tie them up.

Page 9:

Panel A: Shot of Zephyr frowning and Phrixus watching a butterfly in Peder’s meadow.

Zephyr: Fine. You can untie us now.

Narrator: After a while of gobbling talk and embarrassment, Zephyr finally began to come around.

Panel B: Zoom out of Altair shaking his head as he looks at his brothers.

Altair: No, you have to say it.

Panel C: Zephyr groaning.

Zephyr: Fine, we will be careful what we eat and we wont bully. Now will you?

Panel D: Zoom out, Phrixus gnaws through the last piece of rope.

Phrixus: That was yummy. Can I have more, Al?

Panel E: Zephyr falls over and Altair laughs.

Narrator: From then on, the three billy goats began to get along better

Panel F: Split panel. Peder waking up from sleep.

Narrator: and Peder finally got some sleep.

Panel F: Second panel. Peder brushing his teeth furiously

Narrator: But he still can’t get the taste of goat out of his mouth.