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What Happens When the Shelling Stops? . Occupation of course! This little scene is my entry for Shannon Young's Vig/orama contest. I personally consider it to be a vig, but according to the rules it's a diorama. (Over 8x8 and contains multiple characters/ events) . We join our characters on 42nd street right outside the Ribberts Memorial Park on a peaceful Halloween evening. Let's go closer... Chuck: Hey Dave... Dave: Yeah Chuck? Chuck: Why are we guarding a park? It seems kinda pointless. Besides, this one's almost a graveyard. I mean, check out the oversized headstone. Dave: I've seen quite a few of those... I think they're supposed to mark mass graves. For orphans. Chuck: That's only a little depressing. Dave: Shut it, you're a robot. You have no feelings. Chuck: Now that's offensive. You know as well as I do that we can experience emotion. Dave: What does that matter. We're just cogs in the machine of war. Chuck: See, you're going through depression. Dave: No... Chuck: Do you want to talk about it? Dave: No... Chuck: Are you sure? You seem pretty bad... Dave: I'm fine. Astromech: Beep-boop. Chuck: We're in the middle of something buddy, come back later. Astromech: Beep-beep. Beep-boop-boop. BEEEP. Dave: Hey now, that was uncalled for! Chuck: I'd like to see you try pal! Chuck: Okay, so you've got backup. I do too, do you want me to call in a strike team? Dave: Come on guys, this isn't necessary! We're all mechanical constructs, right? Astromechs: Beep. Beep. Beep. Dave: Whoa! Get back! Get back! Chuck: Run for your motherboards! Dave: Aiee! SEVERAL HOURS LATER: Chuck: Man, I'm sorry they're gone. We have GUNS now. We could totally have kicked those trash cans back to Episode 1! Dave: Were we even allowed to take these? Chuck: They left the armoury open! It's fine. Dave: I'm still not sure this is even legal. Chuck: Stop worrying, we can get tacos when our shift's over. Dave: How is that supposed- What's that? Chuck: What? Dave: That. Chuck: No. Not again, I'm tired of hiding bodies! Dave: We don't have to hide it, we just have to call it in. Chuck: Really? Thank God, I still have nightmares about the Pantora incident... Dave: *Shudders* Chuck: Well, we have a dead pair of pants here. Dave: It's a pair of- Chuck: Pants. Dead Pants. Dave: But- Chuck: No buts, we have a pair of dead pants, and that's what we're calling in. *Chink Chink Chink Chink Chink Chink Chink Chink* Chuck: That's still incredibly unsettling. Dave: What are you waiting for? Just call it in already! Chuck: Fine... *Click* Chuck: Hello? This is Patrol... 36-A. Does anybody read us? Command: Where on earth have you idiots been? We've been trying to contact you for hours! Chuck: Well, we can only use one radio at a time. We're older models. Command:... Command: I don't know what to say to that... Maybe we can make an exception... Nope. Nevermind, just get your caracasses down here. Apparently you guys are up on charges. Chuck: What charges? We haven't done anything wrong! Command: Theft of weaponry, abandoning of post, and loiterig. Chuck: ... Loitering? Command: We needed a third charge. Just get down here. Chuck: Come on dave, let's go. Dave: I told you so. Chuck: Shut up dave. Dave: What about the body... Chuck: We can mention it when we get there. *Silence* Treadwell: Beep-beep. *Clank Clank Clank* Treadwell: Beep-boop-beep. Tweet. *Timely Exit* Dave: At least they only took the guns. Chuck: But I didn't get to shoot anyone! Dave: Stop complaining, you could have been incinerated, or reprogammed, or something equally scary. Chuck: Like what? Dave: They could have cut off your Wi-Fi. Chuck: *Shudders* Okay, you got me there. Dave: What the heck? Chuck: Maybe command did something about it? Dave: Let's find out. Chuck: *Sigh* fine... *Antennae Raising Process Skipped* Chuck: Hey Command, it's us again. Did you guys do anything about that body on our street? Command: No, why do you guys keep talking about a body? You said it was a dead pair of pants, Dave said a body. I need some consistency here. I suggest we drop the subject, before I start thinking you two killed someone. Get off my radio. Chuck: Hey now, no need to be so rude. Command: I am your SUPERIOR. You do NOT talk back to me! Chuck: I'm sorry, is there someone else we can talk to? Command: No, now go away or I'll report you a second time. Chuck: Sheesh! What a bad tempered guy. Command: I can still here you. You'd- *Click* Dave: That could have gone better. Chuck: Yeah. I just wasn't expecting a sort of spanish inquisition. Dave: Oh no... Spanish Inquisition Member: Nobody expects the Spanish Inquisition! Dave: Really? We're reusing that gag? Oh, the cliche! Spanish Inquisition Member: Are you saying we're no longer funny? Chuck: You guys are really overused nowadays. Spanish Inquisition Member: I could come in again? *Flash/Spark* Chuck: I am content. Dave: Agreed. Dave: Y'know what would make this day better? Chicken. Chuck: Or some drinks. (Insert your beverage of choice) Dave: Chicken and Drinks... That'd be great... *Poof* Chuck: Best... Day... Ever. Dave: Dude, it even came with the 12th Wheel of Time book! Chuck: Best... Day... EVER. Oi! What are you still doing here? Oh... You're waiting to see the set be disassembled? Well... I guess I can let you stay for awhile... Want some candy? Watch, as the set is completely disassembled. Now, you can see why I never have anything around long. I happen to like fire... *Ding* Fourth Floor: Commentary, Inane Babbling, Egomaniacal Rantings ... You're actually reading this after my description? I'm surprised. Anywho, I'll get on with what you came to read: Well, I have to say I'm happy with the overall results. The posing isn't exactly stellar, but I think I've met my target goals for a first attempt at an actual comic-type scene. And I got to give center stage to my favorite creations from the Dread Pirate Ribberts series, the Skele-bots. Anywho, my characters from this little fiasco are heavily based on Ross Scott's characters from Civil Protection, Mike and Dave of the City 17 Police. Also, I realize the main picture is a gag never seen in the 'comic'. This was supposed to be my Halloween MOC, but it took too long to edit, upload, and type all of this. So my MOC is wearing a Dread Pirate Ribberts MOC costume, and both of the 'good' characters are disguised. Pretty clever, eh? Oh, and by the way: Shannon Young, you That covers my groveling requirements for the entry, right? If not, Shannon Young Rocks Shannon Young Rocks Shannon Young Rocks Shannon Young Rocks Shannon Young Rocks Shannon Young Rocks (I could go on, but I'm sure the rest of you don't want to see that, now do you?)

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