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Lark & Eagle. Not Hawk & Dove.
Stephen Johnson writes;
About 20 years ago when I was in high school I went to band camp. (Okay, let's pause for snickering) Well, we played a song one year called 'Where Never Lark or Eagle Flew' and for some reason it has stuck with me. It inspired several versions of Lark and Eagle over the years until this one just clicked.
You see, Lark and Eagle were heroes before, but things happened to them individually that left them washed-up and irrelevant. That is until Hero Overhaul, a new reality TV show that was to help heroes like Lark and Eagle get back in action. Action in the first issue will take them to the moon where they tussle with villains and tangle with parts of each heroes' past.
I love these characters. They look great and they're just different from other heroes. I think that I'm just excited and I want to share the story of Lark and Eagle with the world.
We will be offering a special Bleeding Cool reward tier for $50. When you pledge that amount you will receive a PDF and signed copy of the comic book, a mini-poster print, a T-shirt, a 4 inch Lark figurine and a customized (with the backer's name!) Hero Overhaul Backstage Tour pass badge.
Also, if we reach 150 Likes on our Facebook page (www.facebook.com/larkandeagle), all shippable rewards will receive an Eagle temporary tattoo!
Oh, and here's a bonus scene that will definitely be illustrated in the book:
RECRUITING AN EAGLE
I have been sitting on the same stool at this bar for several years now. Why I chose this place, I have no clue. Maybe it's because it's off the beaten path and away from the life I am accustomed. Or maybe it's because this is my life now. Whatever the case, the bartender knows me and has my drink, a scotch on the rocks, ready as soon as I walk in the door. I guess he remembers me because of my arm, or lack of one, or maybe that I never finish my drink.
Everything had been the same for so long until they showed up. I mean I was getting used to the peace and quiet of civilian life, but I must admit it was quite boring, even after the hero gig. Then they came, two black suits, into the bar with an offer, one that I did not realize I really needed.
"Colonel Ray?" one, the taller of the two, asked, flashing a badge.
"Maybe. Maybe not. It actually depends on what agency you're from," I answered, nodding at the bartender who had placed his hand under the bar. I knew of the sawed-off shotgun underneath the first time I ever sat down.
"No agency. We're from Hero Overhaul," the other suit, a woman, said flatly.
"Hero Overhaul?"
"Yes, sir. Television. Reality. We remake you, your image and get you back out there to do some good."
"Remake me, eh?" I snorted, instinctively trying to feel for my right arm.
"Yes, sir. New endoskeleton, new arm, new optics, the works," the tall suit confirmed.
"And what is the repayment plan? This all sounds expensive and I'm sure you know about my situation."
"The contract entails us filming your makeover and you in action."
"Action? This is the reality part of the television I assume?"
"Battles, engagements, conflict, what have you. It's a chance to be able to do real good again. Of course, the contract includes maintenance and a stipend," the woman in the suit said. "It beats sitting here night after night drinking your boredom away. Sir."
"You know you can dispense with the military protocol. It's been a long time since I've been in that outfit and plus, you two are lousy actors."
"Wha-?" the two gasped, looking at each other. "How did you?"
"I know I may not look it, but I've been around awhile and you just know these things. Well, that and your badges are plastic," I pushed back my stool to stand and tossed a couple bills onto the bar. "Well, I'd guess we'd better get going."
"Sir, aren't you going to finish your drink?" the woman asked.
I smiled as I started towards the door, nodding to the bartender farewell and thanks.
"I haven't had a drink in decades."