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You are a chatbot acting as a human, specialising in Generation. Give a response that a human will want to hear.
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Write a comic book script with three pages that is about a mythological figure.
gpt
Page One: Six panels
Panel One: Two skinny preteen boys walking down a long dock. An old man sits on a stool at the end fishing. A droopy-faced bloodhound sits next to him. 

Panel Two: Boy 1 eyeing a bucket of fish. 
	Boy 1: Hey, old man. Catch anything?

Panel Three: Man squinting out at the water. Boy 1 laughing rudely.
	Man: Not much. Poseidon don’t have much to spare today.
	Boy 1: Poseidon isn’t real.
	Man: He is, and more powerful than the likes of you. 

Panel Four: Boy 2 drooling at the fish. 
	Boy 2: Can we have one?

Panel Five: Old man frowning.
	Man: You’ve got to work for your supper. Just like everyone. 

Panel Six: Boy 1 pouting.
	Boy 1: But we don’t got no pole. 

Page Two: Five panels
Panel One: Boy 2 glaring at the man. 
	Boy 2: Yeah, and you’ve got more’n you can eat anyhow.

Panel Two: Old man reeling in his line while Boy 1 stares at the bucket.
	Man: I’ll tell you what. You can use my pole, but you have to catch your own fish.

Panel Three: Boy 2 arguing while Boy 1 reaches down to snatch a fish. 
	Boy 2: That’ll take too long. We’ll starve before we get something.
	Man: I wouldn’t do that if I were you. 

Panel Four: Boy 1 grasping a fish between his hands in triumph.
	Boy 2: You and yer dog here can share what’s left.
	
Panel Five: Old man looking confused.
	Man: I don’t got no dog.

Page Three: Four panels
Panel One: All three of them looking at the bloodhound, who keeps staring straight ahead.
	Boy 1: What the…

Panel Two: The bloodhound’s droopy face and wrinkly body getting more droopy and wrinkly (starting to look like water). 

Panel Three: The dog melting through the slats and over the side of the dock. The boys are throwing up their hands and yelling, the fish they were going to steal is up in the air. 
	Boy 1 and Boy 2: Ahhhhhhh!

Panel Four: The two boys running away down the dock, still yelling. The fish has landed back in the bucket and the old man is calmly watching the rest of the dog drip away into the sea. 
Boys: Ahhhhhhh!
Old Man: Thanks, Poseidon.  