Asscrack Anthony: The Beginning

Panel 1: A wide shot of a bustling, trendy bar/club on Chapel St, Melbourne, seen from outside. Neon signs glow, people are entering and exiting. The atmosphere is lively and inviting, with a hint of music escaping.

Panel 2: Inside the club, a vibrant scene with a dance floor, a bar, and people mingling. The lighting is dynamic, with blues and purples. Focus on the DJ booth, where two young women, Chloe and Maya, are energetically mixing music.

Panel 3: Close-up on Chloe, her hands expertly on the DJ mixer, a confident smile on her face. She's wearing stylish club attire, a headset around her neck. Maya stands beside her, nodding to the beat.

Panel 4: Maya glances at Chloe, a playful smirk on her face. Chloe catches her eye and winks, sharing a moment of camaraderie amidst the pulsing music.

“Chloe: You feel that beat, girl?”

Panel 1: The main entrance of the bar/club. A young man, Asscrack Anthony, with a blue jacket, light blue jeans, and a backpack, walks in. He looks a bit out of place, slightly reserved amidst the loud music and vibrant crowd.

Panel 2: Asscrack Anthony scans the bustling interior, a thoughtful expression on his face. He clutches his backpack strap, looking for something specific.

Panel 3: A slightly closer shot of Asscrack Anthony as he navigates through the crowd, his posture a little stiff. He seems focused on a destination.

Panel 4: Asscrack Anthony arrives at the bar, which is moderately busy. He stands patiently, waiting for the bartender's attention.

Panel 1: A friendly bartender, Liam, approaches Asscrack Anthony with a smile. The bar is well-stocked with bottles and glasses.

Panel 2: Asscrack Anthony orders his drink, his expression serious and focused. He points vaguely at a bottle, perhaps indicating a simple beer or spirit.

“Asscrack Anthony: Just a... cola, please.”

Panel 3: Liam, with a practiced motion, pours the drink into a glass. Asscrack Anthony watches him, still holding his backpack, slightly impatient.

Panel 4: Liam hands the drink to Asscrack Anthony, who takes it carefully. Money exchanges hands. Anthony takes a small sip, then looks around again.

“Liam: There you go, mate. Enjoy your night.”

Panel 1: Asscrack Anthony stands at the bar, drink in hand, his gaze sweeping across the club. He seems to be looking for a quiet or suitable spot to settle down.

Panel 2: His eyes land on a small, unoccupied table directly in front of the DJ decks, only a couple of metres away. The table is relatively isolated from the main dance floor.

Panel 3: Close-up on Asscrack Anthony's face; a faint look of satisfaction or relief crosses his features, having found his spot. He takes another sip of his drink.

Panel 4: Asscrack Anthony turns and begins to walk towards the table near the DJ decks, his drink held carefully. The DJs, Chloe and Maya, are visible in the background, still engrossed in their mixing.

Panel 1: Asscrack Anthony approaches the small table, which has a single chair. He places his drink down for a moment and begins to shrug off his backpack.

Panel 2: He carefully places his backpack on the floor beside the chair. His blue jacket is slightly wrinkled, and his light blue jeans hang a bit low on his hips.

Panel 3: Asscrack Anthony pulls out the chair, his back to the DJ decks. He prepares to sit, seemingly oblivious to the proximity of the DJs behind him.

Panel 4: A wide shot from behind the DJ decks, showing Asscrack Anthony's back as he begins to sit down. Chloe and Maya are in the foreground, still focused on their mixing, their backs mostly to him.

Panel 1: Asscrack Anthony fully sits down in the chair. As he does, his low-slung jeans ride down significantly, revealing a large portion of his bare buttocks. He remains unaware.

Panel 2: Close-up on the exposed buttocks, a truly 'massive amount'. The sight is undeniably comical due to its unexpectedness and prominence.

Panel 3: Chloe, in the DJ booth, turns slightly and her eyes widen in surprise and immediate amusement as she spots Asscrack Anthony's predicament. She bites her lip, trying to suppress a laugh.

Panel 4: Maya, still mixing, notices Chloe's sudden change in demeanor. She raises an eyebrow, a questioning look on her face.

“Maya: What's up? You see a ghost?”

Panel 1: Chloe points subtly with her chin towards Asscrack Anthony. Maya follows her gaze and her eyes instantly widen, then narrow in a mix of disbelief and intense amusement. She claps a hand over her mouth.

Panel 2: Asscrack Anthony, back still to the DJs, pulls his laptop out of his backpack. He seems completely engrossed in preparing his workspace, oblivious to the spectacle he's creating.

Panel 3: Close-up on Chloe and Maya, both leaning into each other, shoulders shaking with suppressed laughter. Tears well up in their eyes as they try to remain professional.

“Chloe: (Whispering, stifling giggles) Oh my god, Maya, look!”

Panel 4: Asscrack Anthony opens his laptop and powers it on. The screen glows on his face, illuminating his focused expression. His exposed backside is still very prominent.

Panel 1: Maya pulls out her smartphone, a mischievous glint in her eye. She tries to surreptitiously aim it at Asscrack Anthony, her hand trembling slightly from laughter.

Panel 2: Chloe encourages Maya with a silent nod, then pulls out her own phone. They are both trying to be discreet, but their bodies are still shaking with quiet mirth.

Panel 3: Asscrack Anthony is deeply focused on his laptop screen, typing away. He occasionally sips his cola, completely unaware of the activities behind him.

Panel 4: A shot from behind Chloe and Maya, showing them holding their phones up, pointed at Asscrack Anthony. Their faces are contorted with barely contained laughter, one hand covering their mouths. Anthony's exposed backside is clearly visible in the distance.

Panel 1: Close-up on Maya's phone screen, showing a zoomed-in, slightly blurry photo of Asscrack Anthony's buttcrack. She's giggling silently.

Panel 2: Chloe is recording a video, her phone held steady despite her quivering shoulders. She makes a silent, exaggerated 'wow' face at Maya, who is equally amused.

Panel 3: Asscrack Anthony, oblivious, adjusts his glasses and leans closer to his laptop. He seems to be deep in thought or concentrating on a complex task.

Panel 4: A wider shot of the DJ booth and Asscrack Anthony. Chloe and Maya are now openly, but still somewhat quietly, laughing, burying their faces in their hands between phone clicks. Asscrack Anthony is a solitary figure, bathed in the glow of his laptop, his exposed rear a silent comedic centerpiece.

Panel 1: A close-up on Asscrack Anthony's face. He has a determined, almost scholarly expression, completely unaware of the attention he's garnering from behind. The club's vibrant lights reflect in his glasses.

Panel 2: From Anthony's perspective, we see the back of the DJ decks, with Chloe and Maya's silhouettes against the club lights. He doesn't turn, just sips his drink.

Panel 3: A panel split in two horizontally. Top half: Chloe and Maya are now full-on, silently shaking with laughter, one of them wiping a tear from her eye. Bottom half: Asscrack Anthony's laptop screen, filled with lines of code or complex data, showing his deep immersion.

Panel 4: A final wide shot of the scene. Asscrack Anthony is a small figure, still hunched over his laptop, his exposed buttocks a beacon of unwitting comedy. In the foreground, Chloe and Maya are doubled over, barely able to stand from laughter, their phones still held in their hands, capturing the moment. The music pulses around them, a soundtrack to the absurd scene.