great story who’s next ? 
image 50’s kid and creative story postings to it.
Gliden’s Cabin by the Lake
Monster Cove is what Gliden called his place by the water. The town folks all thought Gliden was a hermit, a real odd fellow, who collected odd things that he kept in his cabin and lying around on his property. That is until about a couple of hours ago when the clouds turned black and lightening began sprawling from the skies over Gliden’s cabin by the lake.
Almost in a trace the town folks looked upon the strange brewing over the cabin. Then a large green creature could be seen rising into the storm then a bright flash of light, the creature gone and all was calm again in the skies. The town folks began rushing to Glidden’s cabin to see what had happened. They could not find Glidden at his cabin and began searching the grounds.
A group of the town folks started to approach the fishing pier when a giant green tentacle splashed up from the water and grab the “Monster Cove - keep out sign” that Gliden had put up and began waving it at them. Screaming they began running. The green creature splashed out of the water and floating in the air changed into Gliden and like a rocket went into outer space.
Very conform to the B-Movie Monster Rulez! Poor Gliden must have eaten some of those inferno beans ;-). I like the twist that Gliden is actually the monster.
Nice! Lovely thread!
LemonNado
SpaceMan, what an imagination you have! Wild story. A very different twist on it. Lemonnado, I hope this goes for awhile, I’m enjoying this . Watching for the next. 50.
this must be a true story its to far out not to be :lol:
Nice Idea 50!
2 quick questions to your pic’s.
- You made an alpha for the typo’s externaly right? Or did I miss a text tool in ZB?!
- Is there a color picker somewhere??? I am desperately looking for a way to pick a color from the canvas. Maybe I am just to dumb to see the obvious but I have not found a way…
Hi lemonnado, I was going to make a type alpha-stencil and paint in the words in Zbrush, but just decided to do it postwork in Photo Impact. There is a way to select a color from the canvas, just click on the color swatch and drag onto the canvas, it works just like an eyedropper tool, you can do the same for selecting a material from the canvas too. I was very excited when I discovered that. 50.
lemonnado
Thanks for the comments:)
50’sKID
Wild image to work with
are you planning on making a graphic novel? the Retro SciFi Series
cosmicf00l
You are correct it is a true story that was found in the Book of Travels at the Interspace Library on planet Glidendos:lol:
SpaceMan, thanks, I’m certainly enjoying reading the stories you guys have come up with . Such a good response. It was a fun picture to make, too. As far as doing another, Who knows,… maybe just the Monsters. 
50’s checkout my horror wip ive taken a leaf outta your book 
but instead of pic telling the story the pic needs composing from users votes then the storys start http://www.zbrushcentral.com/zbc/showthread.php?t=24639
take a look n vote
Thanks for the ‘Pick’ tip 50. Works like a charm. Had to try it out right away. Nice way to implement that feature. You do not need another menue item or shortcut.
Cheers
LemonNado
Hi cosmicf00l, I just voted on your image. Good Community input idea! I’m curious what approach you end up with and how you do it. Reminds me of that movie, (the name eludes me), where the kids are out in the woods shooting a documentary and they find things hanging in the woods.
Hi lemonnado, that is a very usefull effect in Zbrush. They’ve thought about just about everything,…and keep adding more. 50.
ok here goes…
Whenever we visited Grandpa Joe, he felt the need to remind us of his past as old folks are wont to do. He would
Drive us all around Monster Cove, as it’s called now, and show us where he played ball as a kid or the tree under which he got lucky the first time. Which by the way was with Miss Daisy Mae, the purdiest little heifer he ever laid eyes on……she happens to be my grandma. Some things you just don’t wanna know about your grandparents.
Anyway, this summer Grandpa took a detour and told us about the summer of ’46. That was the year that Batesville became known as Monster Cove ever there after. I reckon Grandpa knew his days were numbered and he felt the need to pass on a history no one in town will ever acknowledge. Some things, folks in these parts just won’t talk about son, and this is one of them he would tell us. Of course this peaked our interest. Oh boy did it peak our interest.
He drove us, in his dusty old ’50 Ford truck (only vehicle he ever owned), down a long overgrown road. At the end of the road was a lake. The lake…hell the whole area smelled like….death. The water was putrid, as well as the air. It smelled worse than the slaughter house I worked in back in ’74. We begged him to take us out of there, but he insisted we stay until his story was told. He said he wanted us to associate this wretched, lifeless smell with the story he was about to tell so that such a thing might never happen again.
He started off by telling us about the radio broadcast of ’38. Of Orson Welles’ broadcast of War of the worlds and how it got a whole lot of people panicking, thinking it was real. He described how he and his 4 sisters listened in sheer terror as
The world was being taken over by Martians, not long after it started….announcements were being made that it wasn’t real…it was only a story. He said that while him and his sisters, let their common sense take over and breathed a sigh of relief….that they never quite believed it wasn’t real. That the fear that something or someone from space could or already had invaded the earth. But like all childish whims, was soon forgotten. Well, til the summer of ’46 that is.
That summer, a skinny little boy no one ever paid any mind to, went stark raving mad. He had been out fishing in what was known as Jason’s Lake, when some giant silvery object fell from the sky and crashed into the earth on the other side. Curious he made his way around til he came upon the crash site. What he saw, was too much for the boy and he ran screaming all the way back to town, tearing his clothes off along the way. He ran through Pastor Dodd’s Holy Baptist, completely naked screaming something about the devil has come, right in the middle of Sunday Sermon. They found him an hour later, curled up in a fetal position, having clawed his own eyes out, rambling about the devil in Jason’s lake. He was shipped off to the McAree Sanitorium, never to be seen or heard from again.
Wasn’t long after that Hugh Douglas, the local handyman, was sent out to fix the pier at Pastor Dodd’s place on the lake. He disappeared without a trace. The only thing anyone ever found was his hammer sitting on the dock. It was surmised that he was drunk again and fell in and somehow got swept away by some non-existent current. No one really investigated. Poor old Hugh wasn’t missed by anyone really.
well…my isp is getting fussy again so gotta stop now…man I wish I coulda finished cuz i dearly wanna read everyone else’s stuff…will try to finish it up later
zya nuts
edit…speed session…please forgive grammar, spelling punctuation etc…oyyyyyyyy
Hi aminuts,…good ole Grandpa Joe. Good story, and you hit on a very different take on the 1938 broadcast, that maybe it was real and the government came in to suppress it.:lol:
And right through the Sunday Sermon, too!
Batesville has quite a haunted history, kinda like Kecksburg, things better forgotten.
Hey, thanks alot for your contribution to this thread, I wll be watching for YOUR update. 50.
Haha! Super cool, super funny, super retro!
50.'style!
GREAT!
Nice :lol: . ‘the purdiest little heifer he ever laid eyes on’ LOOOOOL
LN
Hi, Sebcesoir and lemonnado, I hope we have a few more stories. 50.
Thanks guys!
I hope to buy some time this morning for another go at it, haven’t done any speed writing in a long long time…forgot how fun it is. Thanks for the push 50!!
Push, push. 50.
Awesome idea…Top render…Very funny stories ! ! !