Here is my final installment for my series “The Scene”...
About this creation
Here is my final installment for my series “The Scene” and my acceptance speech for my winning the S.A.C. Darwin Awards Contest 2009. It was certainly a fun contest and some stiff competition.
The contest was a blast (pun intended) and it feels good to get back to building. Thanks to Mark and Chris for judging and to Mark for putting up the prizes. I am in negations with him at the moment, and will update everyone as to what my choice is (already made) when the deal is done, and I have my precious in my hands and on my wall.
Second place was taken by Dennis Price; although, it looks like he had to self censor again. Must be either a teacher or a priest ;-)
Third place went to Dylan B. Well deserved, this man has talent and a good eye.
So here is a graveyard scene with all our heroes either buried (whole or in parts), or a memorial built in their memory. I was playing with my new setup and most are taken with very long exposure times (eg 20s). I tried to be consistent with the lighting, but due to retaking some of the shots, there is some inconsistencies in the lighting. Also note that the tree was bumped a couple of times, which resulted in it being moved. I tried to get it back to where it was, but it does change slightly through the later pics.
Time line – one year after “The Scene”
Here enters our hero with a gallon of absinthe in one hand. He survived the blast relatively unscathed, but scarred for life. You see the blast had blown off Mark’s 33078 and his x18s, which hit him smack in the face. Life has never been the same since, and the feeling of inadequacy when he goes to the washroom is intolerable.
This isn’t the biggest problem, however. What has made life truly miserable, is that without this ragtag group of ‘friends’ MOCpages has been overrun with Halo kiddies – he can’t even bear to post on the pages that have been his sole solace since that horrible picnic a year ago today.
So he comes to visit his friends in the Canadian Rocky Mountains, in the lonely graveyard built strictly for them.
He has been partaking of la fée verte throughout the day. Only a few steps down the path, a simple nod to Phipson’s grave sends his world spinning and he crashes to the ground.
Thankfully his bottle does not break; and after he drags his sorry ass halfway up – he shares his first drink with the gang.
He tries to pass by Ocean’s resting place bravely, but he is forced to stop and swallow hard. “No!” he says to himself. “Not now!” He had promised himself he would be brave. But losing Ocean, was like losing the left side of his body – he hadn’t felt complete since that day o-so long ago. A single tear falls to the ground as he musters the courage to continue his journey down this path.
Leaning heavily against a cold metal post, Mr. Young takes another mouthful of courage, and washes down the pill that was lodged in the back of his throat since he walked onto this holy ground. He relishes in the burning sensation in his belly as he feels his mind becoming one with the universe around him.
Unfortunately, as he stepped away from the cold iron support, his legs are not up to the task of supporting his ever expanding mind. He falls slowly to the ground and barely feels his skull bounce off of the stone pathway.
He lays there for what seems like hours, or maybe like minutes. Time seems to have no meaning at this point, and the clouds above him race across the sky, then stop in their journey for an eternity. Laying there he watches his dreams play out on the screen above him – a curious smile plays across his lips as he fights against the inertia that pins him to the ground.
Mr. Young stands and reaches for his salvation that resides in the bottle he brought. However, his legs fail him again as the world turns on its side.
Regaining his balance, he screams at the tree that stands before him. It is a primal scream that would make the hair stand on the back of the neck of even the most hardened man.
The tears again well in his eyes, and he stops his screams to choke them back. He came to say goodbye to his friends, not ask for their pity.
His head spinning, and his ears ringing, he grabs for the cold support of the railing. He can feel the pulse of his heart in his hand as he squeezes with all his might.
Making it only a dozen staggering steps before he must sit down – Mr. Young’s barriers break down and his body is wracked with his emotions as they pour out of him. His vision starts to go black as he feels himself going to another place.
Jumping to his feet as he feels a deep bite in his wrist, he finds that he has a knife in his hand. He stabs with his steely knife, yet the beast will not die. It seems to get stronger with each thrust and slash.
He sits down hard on the ground and watches as the beast tries to get away; it is melting into the ground in its efforts to flee. Then the beast appears to grow smaller, and then disappear into his arm.
The world starts to turn from grey to black and he wonders if it is going to break his heart…
Thanks for reading guys, but I should get back to cleaning.
Bricklink
www.leejones.ca
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December 19, 2010 |
You have too much plants. |
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August 14, 2010 |
When all of MOCpages' greatest builders are dead, the end of the 'pages is at hand. |
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September 14, 2009 |
Quoting Mister Fang
So, he stabbed it with his steely knife, but he just couldn't kill the beast....HAHAHAHA, seems I have heard that somewhere. Great job!!
So you have, but there are at least ten quotes from songs in the text. Still, good catch. |
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September 14, 2009 |
Originally, I was going to comment on each scene, but my internet is just running to slow tonight. Great series, I haven't laughed so hard in a long while. Great graveyard by the way. |
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Pedro Cuahchic July 17, 2009 |
Love the mounds for the graves. Nice, spooky scene. Good job! |
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July 15, 2009 |
So, he stabbed it with his steely knife, but he just couldn't kill the beast....HAHAHAHA, seems I have heard that somewhere. Great job!! |
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June 28, 2009 |
Sorry I never commented on this series, Lee…I’m pretty bad with that kind of thing. It’s hysterical though…well done, and congrats on the win. Too bad you couldn’t have worked in the ol’ Hagrid Hair though… |
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George Kemper June 24, 2009 |
Wow great job! I wish this was at BRickworld. It was great to meet you. Oh and when you get the chance check out my Brickworld post. Your in it! http://www.mocpages.com/moc.php/129765 -George |
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May 25, 2009 |
Very cool! The writing is spectacular, as is the build. Great work!
Can you check out my Venator? I'd appreciate it. |
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May 17, 2009 |
Oh waw! this is something else, really don't know what to say, just impressive! You know what, you need to add a sound track to this great MOC; may be something like "Clubbed to death" by Rob Dougan. Any way great work. |
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May 13, 2009 |
What's with the calmness? And the day that Shannon Young loses his nerve to Halo MOCs, MOCers and MOCPages will signal the beginning of the apocalypse for me. Just as the Romans believed that if the're great city walls would fall, the apocalypse would begin... Greeks... No, Muslims!
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May 12, 2009 |
Quoting Mark Kelso
You know, what concerns me is the ease with which our good doctor seems to be able to describe the effects brought on by that bottle of liquid courage. I'm anticipating some good "back in the day" stories at Brickworld!
Back in the day stories? But what is wrong with the present? |
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May 11, 2009 |
Nice grave yard. Just the prefect place for the MOCpages zombie army to hatch from. see ya. garth |
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May 11, 2009 |
Not much time to comment so I'll come back later to see the whole serie ! Because this MOC is truly awesome !!!
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May 11, 2009 |
Kind of funny that the ocean gravestone is cyborg racer style. |
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May 11, 2009 |
You know, what concerns me is the ease with which our good doctor seems to be able to describe the effects brought on by that bottle of liquid courage. I'm anticipating some good "back in the day" stories at Brickworld! |
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May 11, 2009 |
Quoting Giovanni Seynhaeve
any chance we get a zombie version of this around Halloween?
Halloween? But that is so far away... |
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May 11, 2009 |
And just in case you were thinking of blaming an unnamed mind-expander for SigYoung's sorry end, kids, don't. If alcohol is involved, it is always alcohol's fault. Always. |
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May 11, 2009 |
any chance we get a zombie version of this around Halloween?
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Dave Sterling May 10, 2009 |
Congratulations! Your win is well-deserved and this is a fitting end to 'The Scene'. Thanks for the awesome burial site for Stacy and I. I can only hope that my real burial site is even half as cool as this is. This is full of epic win. :-) |
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Heather LEGOgirl May 10, 2009 |
Wow! What a perfectly constructed burial ground. I love the double burial site for the Sterlings there. The little topper on their headstone is my favorite by far. Congrats again, Lee and extremely well deserved. |
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| Legion of Doom May 10, 2009 |
Now THIS is my kind of party! Always makes me smile to think about those guys decomposing six feet under with the worms. AAHAHAHAHA Joker. |
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May 10, 2009 |
No Nick, I didn't. You must be hallucinating. Either that or you got into ShannY's stash again. Either way, nope, never said it. ~ Chris. |
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May 10, 2009 |
Excellent end to your story, and a great build! I absolutely love the grave markers you did for everyone and your tree is fantastic. Congrats! |
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May 10, 2009 |
Well Lee, a well deserved 1st place and a fantastic end to the "scenes." Nice job, you've still managed to crack me up here, especially the comment about Mark loosing his... well anyway nice presentation. -Dylan |
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May 10, 2009 |
Chris, did you honestly make that comment? I mean the stuff you say, but that was something I never saw coming. Wonderfully dark MOC, unfortunately I'm not familiar with the entire back story, but the graveyard has a good dark feel to it. That tree is definitely Nannanian. |
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May 10, 2009 |
This definitely has that spooky effect! |
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May 10, 2009 |
Flappin Epic! How many Coronas did you finish altogether? 10? 12? |
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Nice job overall, Lee. A fitting epilogue to your story. The graveyard is awesome. And you're right, there's a reason I had to self-censor. |
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I know Mark's been trying to get his 33078 and x18s to hit him in the face for years, but don't you think he went to extremes with that one? I can't really blame him though. I mean come on... if any of us could get our 33078s to our faces, none of us would ever leave the house! ~ Chris. |
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