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<p>Good evening, Steemit community. This is a meaningful post. As many of you know, I've been doing character design for several characters to be featured in a Steemit/cryptocurrency inspired serialized comic, created and shared exclusively here on the site. You can go back a few posts and look at the profiles of <a href="https://steemit.com/art/@kommienezuspadt/allan-graves-character-design-for-my-upcoming-crypto-comic">Allan Graves</a>, <a href="https://steemit.com/art/@kommienezuspadt/another-crypto-comic-character-design">Freya Thatcher-Forsyth</a> and <a href="https://steemit.com/art/@kommienezuspadt/new-character-design-for-my-crpyto-comic">Biny Sleaze</a>. </p>
<p><img src="http://www.madeineighty.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/steemit286.jpg"/></p>
<p>To be honest, since I joined Steemit, I've enjoyed a wealth of inspiration and creativity. I'm transition careers, previously as a photographer, and trying to focus on comic book illustration/creation. Steemit has been significant in helping that transition along. I believe in this site and it's future, and I feel fortunate to have been introduced to cryptocurrency at this point in my life [...long before the mainstream]. </p>
<p>While I was thinking about this comic, and the world the characters live in [...near future, roughly 5 years from now in post-Brexit London], the name came to me. This title will be called Cryptopia. Absolutely fitting, as the premise is a world where society finally tips and there are more people making, selling and buying with crypto than traditional currencies. The entire social class structure flips as previous million and billionaires lose their fortunes as the dollar and sterling collapse; punks, anarchists and crypto-enthusiasts become the new wealth and new power the world. You can see this early treatment I did long before I landed on a name, or characters.</p>
<p><img src="http://www.madeineighty.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/steemit0130.jpg"/></p>
<p>I'm really excited to announce that I finished the full script for the first issue of Cryptopia this afternoon [...first draft at least, which may change slightly]. I'm sharing it here on Steemit. I'd love feedback and constructive criticism. There are some easter eggs hidden in there that regular users of the site and currency will get. It's very political, and at times, pretty dark [I'm a big Chuck Palahniuk and Charles Bukowski fan, so you'll most likely see the influences]. </p>
<p>Give it a read. I'm not near as worried about post rewards for this. I'd love more followers, just so future pages, writings and artwork gets in front of the community. Big thanks to @mada and @lovejoy who have been invaluable resources in navigating the complicated science and theology of cryptocurrencies and blockchain technologies.</p>
<p> I'll be posting more Cryptopia progress soon. Follow me <a href="https://steemit.com/@kommienezuspadt">@kommienezuspadt</a>!</p>
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<p> <strong>PAGE 1.</strong> [TWO PANELS]</p>
<p> EXT. INDUSTRIAL DISTRICT</p>
<p> PANEL 1. DETECTIVES HOWE and ARENDSE stand above an exhumed</p>
<p> casket, resting next to an open grave.</p>
<p> PANEL 2. DETECTIVE HOWE leans down and inspects claw marks an</p>
<p> inch deep on the roof of the casket.</p>
<p><br></p>
<p> <strong>PAGE 2.</strong> [TWO PANELS]</p>
<p> EXT. INDUSTRIAL DISTRICT</p>
<p> PANEL 1. DETECTIVE ARENDSE makes a few notes while looking at</p>
<p> fingers worn down to the first knuckle on the victim's body.</p>
<p> DETECTIVE ARENDSE</p>
<p> He look familiar to you?</p>
<p> DETECTIVE HOWE</p>
<p> Yeah, kinda.</p>
<p> PANEL 2. DETECTIVE ARENDSE looks at a thick pipe laying aside</p>
<p> the pile of dirt and casket. Empty water bottles are strewn</p>
<p> around the feet of the casket.</p>
<p> DETECTIVE HOWE (CONT'D)</p>
<p> It's the politician, right? The one</p>
<p> with the hot wife. What's his name?</p>
<p> Forsyth.</p>
<p> DETECTIVE ARENDSE</p>
<p> Yeah. She's cute. They'll clean</p>
<p> this up. We should probably go tell</p>
<p> her he's dead.</p>
<p><br></p>
<p> <strong> PAGE 3.</strong> [THREE PANELS]</p>
<p> INT. HIGH RISE APARTMENT</p>
<p> PANEL 1. ALLAN GRAVES stands looking out across the City of</p>
<p> London.</p>
<p> PANEL 2. MARIANA APOSTOLAKIS MALFATTI walks up to ALLAN</p>
<p> GRAVES and begins to tie his tie.</p>
<p> MARIANA APOSTOLAKIS MALFATTI</p>
<p> Are you nervous?</p>
<p> PANEL 3. ALLAN GRAVES looks at MARIANA APOSTOLAKIS MALFATTI</p>
<p> and reassures her.</p>
<p> ALLAN GRAVES</p>
<p> No. Of course not. After Brexit, I</p>
<p> was nervous. When we were receiving</p>
<p> death threats I was nervous. When</p>
<p> we were starving...I was nervous.</p>
<p> MARIANA APOSTOLAKIS MALFATTI</p>
<p> That was a long time ago. We</p>
<p> survived and when we're elected,</p>
<p> they're going to wish they did more</p>
<p> to break us.</p>
<p><br></p>
<p> <strong>PAGE 4.</strong> [TWO PAGES]</p>
<p> PANEL 1. MARIANA APOSTOLAKIS MALFATTI and ALLAN GRAVES</p>
<p> continuing discuss their future assuming they are elected top</p>
<p> witness.</p>
<p> ALLAN GRAVES</p>
<p> Trying to get back at a city of</p>
<p> racist old fucks is a distraction,</p>
<p> MARIANA. They're dying off. We need</p>
<p> to focus on ushering in the new</p>
<p> power.</p>
<p> PANEL 2. MARIANA APOSTOLAKIS MALFATTI continue their</p>
<p> discussion as she cuts an apple with a paring knife.</p>
<p> MARIANA APOSTOLAKIS MALFATTI</p>
<p> That power is ours. There are</p>
<p> millions of people in this city</p>
<p> that suffered everything we went</p>
<p> through, and worse, ALLEN.</p>
<p> ALLAN GRAVES</p>
<p> I know, my love. Let's worry about</p>
<p> becoming witness before the things</p>
<p> we're going to do once we are.</p>
<p> MARIANA APOSTOLAKIS MALFATTI</p>
<p> I'm anxious. What time are meeting</p>
<p> YORK tomorrow?</p>
<p> ALLAN GRAVES</p>
<p> 10:00a.m., downtown.</p>
<p><br></p>
<p> <strong>PAGE 5.</strong> [THREE PANELS]</p>
<p> INT. APARTMENT</p>
<p> CAP 1. YORK'S Apartment. 9:10a.m.</p>
<p> PANEL 1. A heavily clad punk is seen leaning over a leopard</p>
<p> print table doing a few lines of cocaines.</p>
<p> PANEL 2. YORK slips on a leather jacket adorned in patches,</p>
<p> pins and spikes.</p>
<p> PANEL 3. YORK grabs a set of keys on his way downstairs.</p>
<p><br></p>
<p> <strong>PAGE 6.</strong> [FOUR PANELS]</p>
<p> PANEL 1. YORK walks through a set of high double doors, and</p>
<p> surrounding him on the stoop are several dozen homeless men,</p>
<p> women and children holding up phones showing QR codes.</p>
<p> PANEL 2. YORK stops and pulls his phone out.</p>
<p> YORK ELLIS</p>
<p> Good morning, fuckers!</p>
<p> PANEL 3. YORK begins scanning each phone sending 100.000</p>
<p> STEEM to each person near his reach.</p>
<p> YORK ELLIS (CONT'D)</p>
<p> I'll never get tired of this! Evey</p>
<p> one of ya, the same cunts that went</p>
<p> out of your way to avoid me just to</p>
<p> cash your bloody paychecks.</p>
<p> PANEL 4. YORK drives away on a motorcycle.</p>
<p> YORK ELLIS (CONT'D)</p>
<p> Same time, same place, wankers!</p>
<p><br></p>
<p> <strong>PAGE 7.</strong> [FOUR PANELS]</p>
<p> CAP 1. East End, London</p>
<p> PANEL 1. FREYA THATCHER-FORSYTH answers the door and on the</p>
<p> other side are DETECTIVES HOWE and ARENDSE.</p>
<p> PANEL 2. FREYA THATCHER-FORSYTH's head collapses in her hand</p>
<p> and her posture slumps.</p>
<p> FREYA THATCHER-FORSYTH</p>
<p> I knew it. I knew it!</p>
<p> PANEL 3. DETECTIVE HOWE addresses FREYA THATCHER-FORSYTH</p>
<p> DETECTIVE HOWE</p>
<p> Ma'am. May we have a word?</p>
<p> PANEL 4. FREYA THATCHER-FORSYTH waves the men inside while</p>
<p> wiping a tear from her cheek.</p>
<p> FREYA THATCHER-FORSYTH</p>
<p> Just come in.</p>
<p><br></p>
<p> <strong>PAGE 8.</strong> [FOUR PANELS]</p>
<p> PANEL 1. DETECTIVE HOWE and DETECTIVE ARENDSE try to explain</p>
<p> what happened to her husband. FREYA THATCHER-FORSYTH</p>
<p> addresses the two detectives before they can finish speaking.</p>
<p> DETECTIVE ARENDSE</p>
<p> Mrs. Forsyth, I'm sorry toΓΓΓΓ</p>
<p> FREYA THATCHER-FORSYTH</p>
<p> It was those crypto slags, wasn't</p>
<p> it?</p>
<p> DETECTIVE HOWE</p>
<p> Ma'am. It's an open investigation.</p>
<p> PANEL 2. FREYA THATCHER-FORSYTH admonishes both detectives,</p>
<p> impatiently wanting answers to her husband's murder.</p>
<p> FREYA THATCHER-FORSYTH</p>
<p> I give a fuckall about your</p>
<p> investigation. My husband has been</p>
<p> missing for five weeks and telling</p>
<p> me he's dead is the first time</p>
<p> either of you, or anyone from your</p>
<p> department has lifted a finger</p>
<p> during this "investigation".</p>
<p> PANEL 3. Both investigators try to calm FREYA THATCHER</p>
<p> FORSYTH down, acknowledging the stress she's under.</p>
<p> DETECTIVE ARENDSE</p>
<p> M'am. We understand you're under a</p>
<p> lot of pressure. This part of the</p>
<p> job is never easy.</p>
<p> DETECTIVE HOWE</p>
<p> I assure you, we're doing</p>
<p> everything we can.</p>
<p> PANEL 4.</p>
<p> FREYA THATCHER-FORSYTH</p>
<p> I'd like to see my husband. Other</p>
<p> than that, I'd appreciate if you</p>
<p> both left me to our affairs.</p>
<p> DETECTIVE ARENDSE</p>
<p> We'll find who did this Mrs.</p>
<p> Forsyth.</p>
<p> FREYA THATCHER-FORSYTH</p>
<p> They'll be dead long before you do. </p>
<p> I'll see you both out.</p>
<p><br></p>
<p> <strong>PAGE 9.</strong> [THREE PANELS]</p>
<p> PANEL 1. YORK ELLIS stands at a podium in front of hundreds</p>
<p> attending waiting for an announcement by ALLEN GRAVES.</p>
<p> YORK ELLIS</p>
<p> This man about to take the stage;</p>
<p> he's one of us! He came here for an</p>
<p> opportunity, and he was met by a</p>
<p> bunch of hateful fascists. He was</p>
<p> told to "go home", just like I was.</p>
<p> Just like you all were. I find that</p>
<p> rather amusing that the majority of</p>
<p> those old wankers are currently</p>
<p> homeless themselves. </p>
<p> PANEL 2. YORK ELLIS continues to excite the audience with a</p>
<p> rousing speech, energizing them for when ALLAN GRAVES and</p>
<p> MARIANA APOSTOLAKIS MALFATTI take the stage.</p>
<p> YORK ELLIS (CONT'D)</p>
<p> He's been here through all of it!</p>
<p> Fuckin' hell. While I'm spending my</p>
<p> STEEM on drugs, alcohol and</p>
<p> subsequent rehabs...ALLAN GRAVES is</p>
<p> building a program that'll see this</p>
<p> shitehole of a city through the</p>
<p> ugliness we all know is still to</p>
<p> come.</p>
<p> PANEL 3. YORK ELLIS leads up to ALLAN GRAVES and MARIANA</p>
<p> APOSTOLAKIS MALFATTI's introduction to the stage.</p>
<p> YORK ELLIS (CONT'D)</p>
<p> He is here today, because he has</p>
<p> something he wants to tell all of</p>
<p> you, so without further adieu,</p>
<p> comrades, I give you MARIANA</p>
<p> APOSTOLAKIS MALFATTI and ALLAN -</p>
<p> FUCKING - GRAVES!</p>
<p> PAGE 10. [FOUR PANELS] </p>
<p> PANEL 1. ALLAN GRAVES takes to the stage, accompanied by</p>
<p> MARIANA APOSTOLAKIS MALFATTI.</p>
<p> ALLAN GRAVES</p>
<p> London! I'm here to announce...</p>
<p> PANEL 2. ALLAN GRAVES captivates the audience with a long</p>
<p> moment of anticipation. MARIANA APOSTOLAKIS MALFATTI grips</p>
<p> his arm with a big smile.</p>
<p> PANEL 3. ALLAN GRAVES leans forward and announced to the</p>
<p> crowd that he is running for witness.</p>
<p> ALLAN GRAVES (CONT'D)</p>
<p> I am running for top witness of the</p>
<p> STEEM blockchain!</p>
<p> </p>
<p> PAGE 11. [TWO PANELS]</p>
<p> FREYA THATCHER-FORSYTH meets a older gentleman at a small</p>
<p> cafΕ½. An envelope sits under a folded newspaper on the table.</p>
<p> MAN</p>
<p> You keep saying "crpyto people" are</p>
<p> going to pay.</p>
<p> You should accept that the majority</p>
<p> of the population that aren't</p>
<p> living in shelter are "crpyto</p>
<p> people". I was able to get you a</p>
<p> jump on which "crypto people", but</p>
<p> it isn't much. </p>
<p> FREYA THATCHER-FORSYTH</p>
<p> Meaning?</p>
<p> PANEL 2. The older man continues to explain the information</p>
<p> he's gathered on FREYA THATCHER-FORSYTH's husband's murder.</p>
<p> MAN</p>
<p> Meaning, there was a bounty placed</p>
<p> on your husband. I had NED scrape</p>
<p> known dark web sites after you</p>
<p> contacted me last night. This</p>
<p> morning, he turned up a listing for</p>
<p> a 1,000,000.000 bounty to be</p>
<p> collected for the execution of one</p>
<p> DAVID M. FORSYTH, with very</p>
<p> specific instructions. </p>
<p> FREYA THATCHER-FORSYTH</p>
<p> Who posted the bounty?</p>
<p> MAN</p>
<p> So far, all we've got is an</p>
<p> account. Almost certainly a</p>
<p> surrogate. It's all in there.</p>
<p><br></p>
<p> PAGE 12. [TWO PANELS]</p>
<p> PANEL 1. FREYA THATCHER-FORSYTH and the MAN continue their</p>
<p> discussion.</p>
<p> FREYA THATCHER-FORSYTH</p>
<p> Keep your friend NED on it. I'm</p>
<p> going to need a name.</p>
<p> MAN</p>
<p> Your escrow isn't going to cover</p>
<p> that Mrs. FORSYTH.</p>
<p> PANEL 2. FREYA THATCHER-FORSYTH clicks and thumbs at her</p>
<p> phone.</p>
<p> FREYA THATCHER-FORSYTH</p>
<p> Sent.</p>
<p> PANEL 3. FREYA THATCHER-FORSYTH just notices on the</p>
<p> television screen in the cafΕ½ the breaking news that ALLAN</p>
<p> GRAVES has just announced his candidacy for top witness. The</p>
<p> MAN is turned over his shoulder watching as well.</p>
<p> FREYA THATCHER-FORSYTH (CONT'D)</p>
<p> Are you shitting me?</p>
<p> MAN</p>
<p> Oh. You didn't hear? Yeah. They're</p>
<p> eating it up. Poor, tattooed</p>
<p> immigrant kid announces that he's</p>
<p> running for witness. Never a dull</p>
<p> moment here in London.</p>
<p> PANEL 4. ALLAN GRAVES on the TV during the witness</p>
<p> announcement.</p>
<p> FREYA THATCHER-FORSYTH</p>
<p> Indeed.</p>
<p><br></p>
<p> PAGE 13. [FOUR PANELS]</p>
<p> PANEL 1. DETECTIVES HOWE and ARENDSE stand in the morgue with</p>
<p> forensics investigator CLEMENT PAUL, going over the body of</p>
<p> DAVID FORSYTH.</p>
<p> DETECTIVE HOWE</p>
<p> Motive is pretty straight forward.</p>
<p> He was a prick. How long was he</p>
<p> underground?</p>
<p> CLEMENT PAUL</p>
<p> If I had to guess, maybe five or</p>
<p> six weeks...give or take?</p>
<p> PANEL 2. Conversation in the morgue continues.</p>
<p> DETECTIVE ARENDSE</p>
<p> You can tell all that from the</p>
<p> decomposition?</p>
<p> PANEL 3. CLEMENT PAUL raises the corpses' hand exposing a</p>
<p> hand without fingers and rugged, exposed bone. </p>
<p> CLEMENT PAUL</p>
<p> Oh, no. This was the result of</p>
<p> clawing to escape a foot locker two</p>
<p> meters deep under ground. </p>
<p> On his back, here you can see the</p>
<p> degenerative tissue. I'd say around</p>
<p> the third week, worms and slugs</p>
<p> probably started to get in.</p>
<p> PANEL 4. DETECTIVE HOWE and ARENDSE both turn away, visibly</p>
<p> disgusted by the scene.</p>
<p> DETECTIVE ARENDSE</p>
<p> Good, PAUL. We got it.</p>
<p><br></p>
<p> PAGE 14. [THREE PANELS]</p>
<p> PANEL 1. CLEMENT PAUL continues with the forensics report.</p>
<p> CLEMENT PAUL</p>
<p> He was hydrated right until he died</p>
<p> of either starvation, or septic</p>
<p> shock.</p>
<p> DETECTIVE HOWE</p>
<p> Yeah. Whoever buried him left two</p>
<p> cases of water near his feet. </p>
<p> PANEL 2. Continued conversation.</p>
<p> CLEMENT PAUL</p>
<p> I saw that in the report. Fucked</p>
<p> up.</p>
<p> PANEL 3. Continued conversation and DETECTIVES HOWE and</p>
<p> ARENDSE leave the morgue.</p>
<p> DETECTIVE ARENDSE</p>
<p> Always a pleasure, CLEMENT.</p>
<p><br></p>
<p> PAGE 15. [TWO PANELS]</p>
<p> CAP. 1 Vang Vieng, Laos</p>
<p> PANEL 1. BINY SLEAZE sits in front of a computer, staring at</p>
<p> a screen with a shocked expression. </p>
<p> BINY SLEAZE </p>
<p> No. No, no. No fuckin' way.</p>
<p> PANEL 2. BINY SLEAZE screams at the computer, processing his</p>
<p> current situation.</p>
<p> BINY SLEAZE (CONT'D)</p>
<p> FUUUUUUUUUUUCK!</p>
<p><br></p>
<p> PAGE 16. [THREE PANELS]</p>
<p> PANEL 1. BINY SLEAZE loses control and begins throwing things</p>
<p> from his desk against the wall.</p>
<p> PANEL 2. BINY SLEAZE stands in the middle of a wrecked room,</p>
<p> with two scared teenagers in the corner.</p>
<p> PANEL 3. BINY SLEAZE takes a deep breath.</p>
<p><br></p>
<p> PAGE 17. [FOUR PANELS}</p>
<p> PANEL 1. BINY SLEAZE makes a call.</p>
<p> BINY SLEAZE (CONT'D)</p>
<p> You haven't received it, have you?</p>
<p> MAN ON PHONE</p>
<p> No.</p>
<p> PANEL 2. Still on the phone.</p>
<p> BINY SLEAZE</p>
<p> It appears the funds have been</p>
<p> intercepted, somehow.</p>
<p> MAN ON PHONE</p>
<p> That is not possible. We are here,</p>
<p> waiting for the transfer, BINY.</p>
<p> PANEL 3. Continuing the conversation while lighting a</p>
<p> cigarette.</p>
<p> BINY SLEAZE</p>
<p> I know it's not possible, but it</p>
<p> just fucking happened, Vitali!</p>
<p> PANEL 4. The two teenagers huddle close to other another in</p>
<p> the corner of the room, trying to hide from BINY SLEAZE's</p>
<p> outbursts.</p>
<p><br></p>
<p> PAGE 18. [TWO PAGES]</p>
<p> PANEL 1. BINY SLEAZE is still on the phone, assumably with</p>
<p> the recipient of the money he tried to transfer.</p>
<p> MAN ON PHONE</p>
<p> BINY. This is not good business.</p>
<p> You offered a very big reward for a</p>
<p> very specific bounty. It was</p>
<p> carried out and my guy, he wants to</p>
<p> be paid, you know?</p>
<p> PANEL 2. BINY SLEAZE is still on the phone, pressed against</p>
<p> his shoulder while he's sharpening a machete. </p>
<p> BINY SLEAZE</p>
<p> I'm aware. </p>
<p> MAN ON PHONE</p>
<p> You find who took your money later,</p>
<p> maybe. Now, you need to send it</p>
<p> again. You get a bad reputation for</p>
<p> payments, you lose a lot more than</p>
<p> money, BINY.</p>
<p><br></p>
<p> PAGE 19. [FOUR PANELS]</p>
<p> PANEL 1. BINY SLEAZE sits back down at the desk, visibly</p>
<p> shaken by the prospect of losing money.</p>
<p> PANEL 2. He brings up a window to send payment for the</p>
<p> FORSYTH bounty.</p>
<p> PANEL 3. The teenagers in the corner sniffle, clinging to one</p>
<p> another in the corner of the room.</p>
<p> PANEL 4. BINY SLEAZE lashes out at the teenagers.</p>
<p> BINY SLEAZE</p>
<p> I can't fuckin' concentrate with</p>
<p> your pussy whimpering!</p>
<p><br></p>
<p> PAGE 20. [FOUR PANELS]</p>
<p> PANEL 1. BINY SLEAZE types the amount of 1,000,000.000 STEEM</p>
<p> in to the "send" dialog of a Poloniex style exchange, with a</p>
<p> clear recipient.</p>
<p> PANEL 2. BINY SLEAZE clicks "send".</p>
<p> PANEL 3. BINY SLEAZE waits.</p>
<p> PANEL 4. BINY SLEAZE stands up.</p>
<p><br></p>
<p> PAGE 21. [FOUR PANELS}</p>
<p> PANEL 1. BINY SLEAZE learned over and grabs his machete.</p>
<p> BINY SLEAZE (CONT'D)</p>
<p> Zero.</p>
<p> PANEL 2. BINY SLEAZE walks towards the teenagers.</p>
<p> BINY SLEAZE (CONT'D)</p>
<p> It's zero.</p>
<p> PANEL 3. BINY SLEAZE grabs the teenager by the hair and</p>
<p> dragging him towards a door.</p>
<p> BINY SLEAZE (CONT'D)</p>
<p> How? How?</p>
<p> PANEL 4. The door is closed behind them and the teenager</p>
<p> screams.</p>
<p><br></p>
<p> PAGE 22. [THREE PANELS]</p>
<p> PANEL 1. ALLAN GRAVES leans against a table, tattooing</p>
<p> STEEM/altcoin related art on the neck of his friend YORK</p>
<p> ELLIS.</p>
<p> YORK ELLIS</p>
<p> Have you noticed that as witnessing</p>
<p> gains influence and wealth, career</p>
<p> politicians are leaving Parliment</p>
<p> just to suck on the teet of the</p>
<p> blockchain?! They hate us, but they</p>
<p> can't fucking stop themselves!</p>
<p> PANEL 2. ALLAN GRAVES interrupts.</p>
<p> ALLAN GRAVES</p>
<p> They're just trying to survive,</p>
<p> mate. It's a new world and they're</p>
<p> clueless. They have no idea where</p>
<p> they belong.</p>
<p> PANEL 3. YORK ELLIS and ALLAN GRAVES continue their</p>
<p> discussion.</p>
<p> YORK ELLIS</p>
<p> ...and THAT is why you're the</p>
<p> politician in this outfit.</p>
<p><br></p>
<p> PAGE 23. [THREE PANELS]</p>
<p> PANEL 1. MARIANA APOSTOLAKIS MALFATTI walks through a curtain</p>
<p> and alerts YORK ELLIS and ALLAN GRAVES that a man wants to</p>
<p> talk to them both.</p>
<p> MARIANA APOSTOLAKIS MALFATTI</p>
<p> There's a guy here. Want to talk to</p>
<p> you.</p>
<p> ALLAN GRAVES</p>
<p> Who is he?</p>
<p> PANEL 2. MARIANA AOSTOLAKIS MALFATTI explains the visitor and</p>
<p> his intentions. </p>
<p> MARIANA APOSTOLAKIS MALFATTI</p>
<p> He says he can help with the</p>
<p> witness campaign. Should I tell him</p>
<p> to fuck off?</p>
<p> PANEL 3. ALLAN GRAVES replies to MARIANA APOSTOLAKIS MALFATTI</p>
<p> while YORK ELLIS blots his neck from the tattoo.</p>
<p> ALLAN GRAVES</p>
<p> Nah. Send him in.</p>
<p> PAGE 24. [One panel] </p>
<p> A Muslim man walks through the curtain and makes his</p>
<p> introduction to MARIANA APOSTOLAKIS MALFATTI, ALLAN GRAVES</p>
<p> and YORK ELLIS.</p>
<p> MUSLIM MAN</p>
<p> My friends. Your annoucement for</p>
<p> witness has inspired me. I'd like</p>
<p> to make campaign contribution.</p>
<p> YORK ELLIS</p>
<p> Appreciated. You could do that on</p>
<p> the website, though.</p>
<p> MUSLIM MAN</p>
<p> With all the recent currency hacks,</p>
<p> I'd feel more comfortable</p>
<p> transferring this amount in person.</p>
<p> ALLAN GRAVES</p>
<p> How much is it?</p>
<p> MUSLIM MAN</p>
<p> 2,000,000 STEEM.</p>
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