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Cornerstone Creative Studios is back after a brief hiatus to bring you the best in creative artwork, writing, design, logo creation and more!
This studio has many talented artists, writers (including yours truly), inkers, pencilers, letterers, and is helmed by the amazing Jesse Hansen!
Mission Statement
Cornerstone Studios is to be an Avenue for promoting talent which is dedicated to quality and excellence in the multiple realms of art with a professional mindset.
To allow an avenue of artistic license and create a form of self-support through revenue venues and creative processes.
We are here to help talented individuals get the exposure they need to become forces of their own and make an impact in the art world.
If you love cool comics, or need a logo, or even if you want to create your own comic book hero, then I can not stress enough that you need to contact Cornerstone!
Contact me at BrianBell@cornerstonecreativestudios.com or message the Facebook page at https://www.facebook.com/pages/Cornerstone-Creative-Studios/599297366754612.
Thanks for reading you guys!
Sincerely,
Brian bell-Wiseguy Industries
The New York City International Film Festival 6/13/2013-6/20/2013
Please pardon the quick advertisement for something near and dear to me. For quite some time now I’ve been volunteering my spare time with the New York City International Film Festival(NYCIFF). I went from just hoping to get to watch a few cool indie movies to helping with advertising, sponsorship requests, and being one of the primary operators of Israel day.
So now that you know my connection to this great event, let me explain to you about what’s going on. From 6/13/2013 through 6/20/2013 the NYCIFF will have different days dedicated to different international interests. All of the movies that have been chosen to screen are amazing. I’ve had the privilege of watching all of them and they definitely will not disappoint even the toughest of critics. With a wide variety of genres and topics tackled by extremely talented film makers there will be something for everyone. Not to mention the amazing locations that they will be screened at including the historic MIST theater in Harlem and the Tribeca Cinemas!
Special guests will include Danny Glover and Al Sharpton, Tom Murrow, Michal Yannai, and more!
So if you’re anywhere near New York City in the following week, do yourself a favor and get tickets to the best international film festival in the north, NYCIFF.
Visit the website here at www.NYCIFF.com
We hope to see you there!
Thanks you guys
Sincerely,
Brian Bell-Wiseguy Industries
Spawn Versus The Ghost Rider: The battle from hell!
Prologue
Flames dance in the bowels of hell. Billions of sinners scream in horrible agony as their souls are ripped in half, burned, and made whole again only to repeat the process in the dark caves. Demons leap into the air fighting and torturing the souls of the wicked. The smell of brimstone and despair fill the already dank air. This is the eight circle of hell, on a pedestal in the center of the entire are lies a huge creature 50 stories tall, seemingly fire incarnate with horns and a long curving tongue. It surveys the circle with a hungry, animal like stare. Occasionally it reaches down and grabs a soul and devours it whole relishing the fresh screams and tossing the body back down into the pits. There is a sudden POP! Blue flames burst and a short, fat,stubby clown with blue face paint appears. He walks casually up to the giant creature on the pedestal.
“Heeeey Malebolgiaaaa wassup man! Loungin’ around hell all day, livin’ the life?”
Malebolgia stretches and yawns, “what do you want Violator?” he asks, his voice booms across the catacombs. The Violator looks up at him with a large grin.
“Oh fussy poo! You always think I’m here for myself!” he whines, “I come with news that doesn’t involve me just thought you should know my liege.” He bows deeply as Malebolgia looks on completely unimpressed.
“Then tell me and be on your way.”
The clown straightens up quickly and brushes himself off.
“Of course, of course, well you know you’re little project with the humans?” he asks with a grimace “hellspawn and all that? Well it seems your cousin Mephisto used that nasty business he had with Zarathos to his advantage.”
Malebolgia sighs and Violator has to grab on to a rock to keep from being swept off the platform. “Indeed as he tries to use everything to his advantage. Get to the point.”
“Yes boss man sir!” Violator responds with a false salute, “but that’s just it he’s bonded Zarathos’s soul to the soul of a Human by the name of Johnny Blaze, and he’s lost control of him.”
Malebolgia stares at the clown, the fire in his eyes ever rising he raises up into the air.
“He WHAT?” He roars in anger, ” and the fool lost control!?”
The clown covers his face as the flames from Malebolgia’s anger erupt throughout the circle causing it to become as bright as day for a moment before plunging back into darkness.
“Yep he’s over powered Zarathos and has been running around doing whatever he pleases,” Violator cackled, “its open season up there!”
Malebolgia reaches out and snatches Violator from where he stands and lifts him all the way up to eye level. His patience has worn to its thinnest chord with this clown. “I am in charge of all demons on the surface,” he yells “you are in charge of controlling them where I cannot! How can you believe this has nothing to do with you?”
The clown struggles to no avail. He knew Malebolgia would get angry but he usually just tells him what to do and sends him on his way. “Well I could just go up there and bring him to you…my lord.”
Malebolgia ponders this for a moment before slinging the clown to the ground.
“No…get Spawn, this will be his final test, tell him I want the head of this, Ghost Rider, and I want it now!”
“Yes sire,” says the Violator. He bows and with a POP and blue flames, he disappears.
Chapter One
Bright green eyes stare up at the night sky. Stars shine down as Spawn takes in the night listening, and waiting. His head turns, he heard a sound. He looks down from the top of the skyscraper he’s standing on. His red cape flaps in the wind. A small truck drives up and shuts off right in front of the building Spawn is standing on. A woman gets out from the driver’s seat clad in all black.
“Jessica,” Spawn mutters angrily. Five men jump out of the truck. Nobody notices Spawn leaping down from the building until he crashes all 500 pounds of his weight into the hood of the truck flipping it into the air. He kicks the truck down the street before the men even have time to react.
“Jessica!” he yells. The woman is shocked but her training kicks in, she takes cover and pulls out her gun.
Suddenly blue flames appear behind Spawn. The Violator appears.
“Hey kiddo, we need to chat.” He says, he grabs Spawn and they disappear.
POP! They reappear in a graveyard. In the distance the sun sets under the flashing carnival lights. The festive music carries to their ears on the wind.
“What the hell clown,” Spawn rages “I was in the middle of something!” Violator hops up on a tombstone.
“Settle down, you’ve got a job to do.”
“I’ve only got one job and its back that way.” Spawn turns to leave. The Violator appears in front of him and holds out his hand.
“No see this is coming straight from the big man himself,” he says “and you know you owe him one…or two or more. So just relax and listen.”
“Malebolgia wants this?” Spawn asks hesitantly. It’d be best not to piss him off too soon, Spawn wants him believing his little Hellspawn is well under control. The clown grins a large toothy grin and nods furiously.
“Yes, yes he does!” He laughs, “and it’s not far right over there!” He points at the carnival.
“Oh, I thought that was your house.”
The clown is not amused.
“Funny frog man,” He says “Listen there’s a guy over there parading around as you, the big boss wants you to take him down.”
“parading as me?” Spawn asks incredulously “how?”
“Oh I don’t know flaming head, spitting out hellfire, rides a bike or something,” he says offhandedly “the point is he’s got a demon inside ‘im bonded to his soul, Zarathos to be exact, and you’ve gotta get him out!”
“Since when does Malebolgia care about another ?”
“It’s not about Zarathos’s fool, the guy with the soul bonded to him is out of control” the clown professes “this is to be your final test, destroy him to prove yourself.”
“How?”
“Damned if I know, finding out is half the fun! Whoooo!” He spins around a disappears.
Spawn looks out at the carnival. This job may satisfy Malebolgia’s doubts about him and give him the edge he needed to take him down. One person stands in his way…The Ghost Rider. He changes his cape into a motorcycle, revs up, and rides towards the carnival.
Chapter Two
Johnny Blaze rustles through a bag of jellybeans picking out all the green ones and lining them up on the bar. He stares at them longingly before sweeping them up and chowing down on them.
“Hey Blaze.”
Johnny turns around with his mouth full of jellybeans and is shocked to see Roxanne.
“Roxy what are you doing here?” he asks “how’d you find me?” Roxanne scoots up to him and runs her hand down his neck.
“I always know where to find you rider.”
Johnny stares at her incredulously, “what…Roxanne…you remember me?” Roxanne laughs and pulls him to his feet from the bar, kisses him deeply and pushes him back playfully.
“Why wouldn’t I remember you silly?” She asks playfully “You’ve got one of my people burning inside you!”
Johnny steps back.
“What?” he asks shakily, “what’d you say?”
Outside the sun’s last ray is disappearing.
“Oh we’re gonna get him back from you,” she says advancing and smiling widely. Was her face turning blue? Johnny squints it is! Roxanne’s tongue rolls out of her mouth. It’s an impossibly large size and Johnny steps back again. “Roxanne?” he asks “what is-”
Slowly blue face paint takes form on her face, a huge belly pops out busting loose the buttons on her shirt. The leather outfit of the clown appears and he stands before johnny in his full form.
“Hey lover boy!” he laughs, “how’s about another kiss?” He perks his lips and comes at Johnny who jumps behind the bar.
“Great I kissed a demon,” he spits “and you made me lose my jellybeans, what do you want?”
“hey man I’m here to help you I might as well get something out of it right?” he chuckles “I don’t have much more time but just know there’s a big green guy coming for your head, or flaming skull.”
“Who is he and why?”
“Now now, you don’t need to know all that, I just thought it only fair to give you a little heads up! Tata for now!”
POP! and in a blue flame he’s gone. The sun finally sets as Johnny stares blankly at the space the clown once stood. A big green guy ? Why was he after me? The worst luck ever since I opened that damned book! Roxy was right…
CHAPTER 3
Johnny stands at the bar and downs the rest of his bag of jellybeans. Flames begin erupting around his whole body, Johnny falls to his knees. In a few seconds the flames have spread from head to toe and he is a flaming skeleton clad in a leather jacket and biker pants. He shoots out a flame which turns into a giant flaming motorcycle. He revs twice –
BOOM! The door of the bar explodes into tiny wood fragments as Spawn comes screaming in on his bike. He wastes no time and pulls out two Barettas and unloads both clips directly into ghost rider’s chest.
Ghost Rider, caught off guard almost slips off his bike. He hangs on with one hand as his bike takes off towards Spawn. With his other hand he reaches into his jacket and pulls out a shotgun. He fires as Spawn jumps behind the bar. Bottles and glasses explode sending glass and liquor flying everywhere. Ghost Rider skids to a stop at the door.
“Who are you!” He screams at Spawn, “and what the hell do you want?”
Spawn answers with a grenade thrown directly into Ghost Rider’s mouth. It explodes and bone and hellfire rain down upon the bar. Spawn jumps out from behind the bar and goes over to check Ghost Rider’s body. The motorcycle has vanished. Spawn kneels down and grabs the skeleton’s neck. Slowly Ghost Rider’s head begins reforming.
Ghost rider grabs spawn and throws him across the room. Spawn slams hard into the wall on the opposite side of the building and slides to the floor. So he can regenerate as well, he may be more like me than I thought Spawn thinks.
Before Spawn can get to his feet Ghost Rider’s head has reformed and he whips his chain across the room and wraps it around Spawn’s neck. He grabs at it to no avail as Ghost Rider lifts him high in the air and slams him on the ground. He whips Spawn back and forth across the room clearing tables left and right before throwing him right through a wall into the middle of the carnival.
Spawn tumbles through the carnival knocking over a few kiosks before coming to a stop almost in the center of the carnival. Ghost rider shoots out of the bar on his hellfire motorcycle swinging his chain over his head. Spawn leaps to his feet. His cape forms a giant battle-axe, as Ghost rider speeds at him he swings the axe catching the ghost rider in mid-air. The axe catches right in the middle of Ghost rider’s body and spawn lifts him up into the air, pauses, and brings him to the ground with a might crash. Then he violently slams the axe down onto Ghost Rider’s body over and over again. Bone and fire fly up into the air. Ghost rider rolls over and dodges the next strike jumping to his feet. Spawn extends the axe directly at Ghost rider shooting him back into the bar. He stands and stares at the second hole in the wall. Did that get him?
VROOM!
Ghost rider comes back out on his bike he stops in front of the hole in the wall and revs up. Spawn shakes his head and turns his cape back into a motorcycle. He revs up and they both take off towards each other.
Their bikes hit and both turn the same direction heading through the carnival side by side. Spawn and Ghost rider trade punches back and forth. Ghost rider jabs him in the side a few times before Spawn grabs his arm into an arm lock. Ghost rider pulls out his shotgun and fires. The blast rips a hole in Spawn’s midsection revealing his stomach and intestines. It immediately starts rebuilding itself.
“Come on Rider, do better,” Spawn says “when I rip that demon out of you I want to feel accomplished.”
“If you’d caught me last week I would’ve given him to you,” says Ghost Rider “But now I’m in control, and I’ve got work to do.” He punches Spawn in the head and tries to kick him off his motorcycle. Spawn recovers and sends a punch at Ghost riders head, Ghost rider peels off and rides directly up the side of the Ferris wheel. He perches at the top.
Spawn looks up at him and gets off of his bike. Ghost rider sits atop the Ferris Wheel on his bike. This green guy was tough and fast. What the hell’s he doing now?
Spawn lifts his arms into the air, and takes off into the sky.
Great he can fly, Ghost rider thinks.
Spawn shoots back down at him. As soon as he gets close ghost rider jumps off of his bike and grabs Spawn by the cape. He whips him around and grabs his neck.
“Look into my eyes!” He stares into Spawn’s eyes as he struggles to break free, then his body goes limp. Ghost rider performs the penance stare.
The ghost rider is confused…where is his soul? “How are you operating without a soul?” He screams in anger.
Spawn’s suit acts of its own accord and turns the cape into a spike and drives it into Ghost rider’s mid section. Ghost rider drops Spawn and he falls down the side of the wheel. Right before he hits the ground he awakens and flips landing on his feet. I might need a little help after all he thinks.
He places his hand to the ground as The Ghost rider revs his engine and tears down the side of the Ferris wheel. The Gates of hell open and demons flood out towards the ghost rider. Spawn grabs the back of a flying demon and rides up towards the Ghost Rider.
Demons fly at the Ghost rider he takes out his whip and shotguns and blasts and whips his way through them. Demon body parts litter the sky and shotgun pellets rain down. He tries to blast some with hellfire but they fly right through it. He finally gets through the front line of demons and launches himself off the bike towards spawn. Spawn leaps off the demon towards Ghost Rider.
Chains whip out from Spawns body, The Ghost Rider wraps his chain around Spawns neck and fires his shotgun. The chains from Spawn’s body wrap around ghost rider and completely stops his movement. The chains constrict tighter and tighter as Spawn falls through the air and back onto the demons back. He opens up a hole to hell as he crushes The Ghost Rider. He fires green necroplastic energy balls at the being in his grasp turning the ghost riders fire from orange to green.
They fly through the first circle of hell and the Ghosts Rider’s body begins to shatter. Spawn stops at the 8th circle of hell. Malebolgia rises all the way to his feet.
“Is he the one you wanted Malebolgia?” Spawn yells up at him. “Well here he is!” He throws Ghost rider’s broken and battered body on the floor of the catacomb. Malebolgia looks down upon his servant curiously.
“You were able to bring in the flesh-demon,” he says “now rip the demon soul from his body and cast him into the pits.”
Spawn stands before Ghost Rider’s motionless body, he reaches down and rips off the jacket. He holds his hand out. A bright green glow emanates from his hands. He plunges his hand into the Ghost Rider’s Skeleton chest. His body starts shooting off green flames. Spawn pulls his hand back with great effort and rips Zarathos free from the Ghost Rider. Johnny Blaze now lies on the floor. His body immediately begins burning. Johnny Blaze screams and rolls around the ground in agony.
“The pits,” Malebolgia says. Spawn kicks Johnny Blaze deep into the pits of hell.
“It is done,” Spawn says “is there any more you require Malebolgia?” Malebolgia looks down at Spawn pondering his existence and worthiness.
“You shall be…interesting,” he says “I will have many more…exerting tasks for you in the future.”
“Fine, are there anymore like him?”
“None. He was the last.” Malebolgia looks down at him “I could make another if you fancy…a sparring match.”
“If that’s what you want.” Spawn replies, his green eyes never wavering from the fiery pits of Malebogias pupils. “I will fight again, just tell the clown to stay out of my affairs.”
Malebolgia grabs Spawn and lifts him up to eye level. “I will talk to Violator, and I will talk through violator,” he says “when you see him you address him as you would me.”
Spawn looks at Malebolgia. I think I’ve got his trust, my uprising will be completely undetected. A shame I had to off such a good warrior though. He would’ve been very helpful in the uprising.
Spawn nods silently at Malebolgia.
“Good now get back to the surface, I want fresh souls.” he places Spawn back on the floor. Spawn nods again, stands straight, and teleports out of the catacombs.
“Danny Ketch…good enough host as any…” Says Malebolgia, “what do you say Zarathos?” He looks toward the ball of flame on the floor where Johnny Blaze once laid and only just sees it dive over the edge down, down, down, towards Johnny Blazes burned body. Malebolgia stares after him shakes his head and lies back down. I guess I’ll have to call upon Spawn again he thinks as he stretches and begins once again surveying the circle.
Well thank you all for reading my fan fiction of Spawn VS The Ghost rider. The abilities, stats, and characters used to come to this conclusion were gained from various locations including comic books, official marvel and image statistics, and opinions polled from across the internet.
(Continuity-this happens right when both are starting out and assumes that they both were created around the same time.)
Again thanks for reading I hope you enjoyed reading it at least half as much as I enjoyed writing it. This was really fun actually. I plan on doing one of these a month So stay tuned! If you’d like to see any two superheros or supervillains go at it feel free to say so in the comment section! I’m always looking for ideas!
You guys are the best!
Sincerely,
Brian Bell-Wiseguy Industries
Kickstarter, losing it to hollywood?
In lieu of a picture tonight I decided to write about something I see going on that’s troubling.
Kevin James just turned down Kickstarter. “We nearly Kickstarted the budget back in November,” he said. “But now I’m feeling like that’s not fair to real indie filmmakers who need the help. Unlike back when I made Clerks in ’91, I’ve got access to money now — so I should use that money and not suck any loot out of the crowd-funding marketplace that might otherwise go to some first-timer who can really use it.”
When it first started, Kickstarter was for the independent artists who would never have gotten funded by the big corporations. But ever since veronica mars threw a project on there and made way more than what they were asking for, the celebrities have been drooling.
It’s a very simple idea, and I loved it. You have an idea, you have no money, no name, no way to get it off the ground. All you have is passion, drive, and determination. Well guess what here’s a site full of people like you who will help and receive help and it can be one big community of artists doing great things! Of course until celebrities get involved. See they have something, several things, that independent artists just don’t have. But the main thing is a name.
Bear with me a moment while I explain exactly why this is going to destroy Kickstarter for the people it was meant for.
Crowd-Sourcing, that’s what its called. You are attempting to get a bunch of people you don’t know to donate to something you are throwing your all into. The first trick is to get people to FIND your listing. This is hard enough without people searching for famous celebrities listings. If you don’t get picked as a staff favorite you pretty much have no chance. Even IF they find it AND like your video and your project getting them to believe you will finish it is yet ANOTHER obstacle. With celebrity comes a name that people feel they can hold accountable.
People like to donate to things other’s have donated to because they figure if they like it maybe its good. However the floodgates have now been opened for people to say “who is this guy? That’s not Zach Braff nope not donating.”
What’s worse is this could scare people away from posting things because they know they don’t have that name recognition that others have. The co-founder of Kickstarter Yancey Strickler spoke on this earlier.
“The thing is, if Michael Bay came along and wanted to do a Kickstarter we’d probably tell him, please don’t,” Strickler said at the time. “I would never want to scare the girl who wants to do a $500 lithography project, ’cause that’s why we started this thing. We think we have a moral obligation to her.”
Very well put, however I feel that Kickstarter will become commercialized and over run by celebs who could easily fund their projects themselves or with a studio’s green light but will whine about having to have their character drink Coke instead of Pepsi, or don’t want to put in the energy to argue down a studio on small issues like that. Pretty much it will begin to be dominated by people who don’t need our money but as shown previously in human history, we will continue to give it to them.
I had a Kickstarter that failed for several reasons one being advertisement and placement. I’ll be listing it again utilizing a different marketing strategy, I still remain hopeful for this site. It has amazing potential. I’d just hate to have to re-list my project next to George Clooney and Denzel Washington’s projects.
Thanks for reading
Sincerely,
Wiseguy Industries
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