Comic book Fated

[Loes]

Fated should have been published in June, but I can't find anything about it ...  :shock:

For me this was one of the biggest clues.

Does anyone know something about this?

[DancingTheDream]

Hmm..  good catch.  Where is it??   i wanted to buy that too

[mjintrigue2012]

Hmm..  good catch.  Where is it??   i wanted to buy that too

I am curious about this, too.  The most recent info I can find about it is from March 2010, from a blog:
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[Loes]

Hmm..  good catch.  Where is it??   i wanted to buy that too

I am curious about this, too.  The most recent info I can find about it is from March 2010, from a blog:
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I read in your link that it will be september (Cotham Chopra's tweet), but Random House talks about 9-12 months ...  :shock:

Delayed for what reason?

[mjintrigue2012]

Hmm..  good catch.  Where is it??   i wanted to buy that too

I am curious about this, too.  The most recent info I can find about it is from March 2010, from a blog:
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Can anyone find something more recent?

I read in your link that it will be september (Cotham Chopra's tweet), but Random House talks about 9-12 months ...  :shock:

Delayed for what reason?

I read that as they can look ahead in the system 9 - 12 months, and the comic does not appear then.  And when they say they are not planning to publish that title, it might mean that they have never heard of it? IDK.

[lynn]

The comic was also to be a movie! Gotham Chopra said the comic was never finished.


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REMEMBERING MY FRIEND MICHAEL JACKSON
Posted Fri, 06/25/2010 - 00:22
15 Comments
Tags:

    * Relationships
    * DANGEROUS
    * FATED
    * michael jackson

I was a junior in highschool when my friend Michael Jackson asked me to go on tour with him. He was spending the summer in Europe staging the largest ever (at the time) rock tour for his latest album DANGEROUS. I begged and pleaded with my parents to let me go. We’d known Michael for a few years by then and grown quite close. He’d even come and stayed at our house in suburban Boston for a few days. Who could forget the time he clumsily tried to make his bed in the guestroom in the morning in an effort to impress my mother so he might be invited back? Or the ill-fated breakfast he tried to cook for my sister and I that we forced down our throats with strained smiles as he carefully watched us?  Aside from being the biggest celebrity on the planet, he seemed like a pretty good guy so eventually my parents relented and let me go.

To describe it in one word: impossibly awesome (because one word is not nearly enough). To be seventeen and the sidekick of the greatest rockstar the world had ever known was indescribable. Paris, Rome, London, Munich, Athens and more. Every city we went to essentially shut down to host him. Where Michael roamed, a million cameras followed. A buzz reverberated and the bright light of fame trailed. And I felt the halo effect, often donning one of his iconic fedoras, his signature sunglasses, and one of the countless slick tour jackets Pepsi supplied us with. Private planes, police escorts, marching soldiers (an inexplicable MJ favorite), Michael was more than happy to share his celebrity because he had more than he’d ever know what to do with. He joked that I could ride "shotgun" with him anytime I liked. He knew I was living vicariously through him and he was happy for it.

Arriving to stadiums hours before showtime, while he’d have to go through elaborate pre-show routines and wardrobe sessions, I’d wander out onto the stage where dozens upon dozens of sound techs, engineers, and roadies would be rigging the massive stage and prepping the show. Even four or five hours before showtime, thousands of fans would push as far forward as possible so as to get as close to MJ when the show began. You’ve seen the videos of crazy fans, dehydrated and dazed, having to be dragged out of the crowd by hustling paramedics. I saw it up close and personal – even got involved once or twice when fans started dropping by the dozens.

During the show itself, sometimes I’d hang around just off the stage watching Michael kill it. The man knew how to perform and it was like a meditation to just to witness it. At other times, I’d hang in his dressing room, outfitted to the nines with candy, orange juice, and video games.

After the show, Michael would retreat back to the dressing room too and then be forced to stand around awkwardly and greet VIPs, celebrity guests, sponsors and others who’d earned backstage privileges. It was easy to see that he was far more comfortable singing and dancing in front of a 100,000 strong than socializing with a dozen.

After those formalities, he and I would retreat back to his hotel, usually the biggest and best suite in the whole city. Michael almost always had the place stocked with old movies, more candy, and more orange juice. Even as thousands of adoring fans chanted his name from the streets below, we’d chat about music, movies, video games, girls, and occasionally the meaning of life.

But then something unexpected happened. The awesomeness wore off for me. Believe it or not, I started to get bored of sitting up in that suite with just MJ. And then I started to feel claustrophobic. I was seventeen years old, in freaking Europe, surrounded by a rock band, sexy dancers who could bend in all sorts of ways and backup singers who hit octaves I fantasized about. They liked to rage every night after the show and openly talked about their exploits the following day. Soon enough, I gained the courage to ask Michael if he minded if I slipped out with some of the others after his shows.

Not only did he say it was okay, he encouraged me. Outfitted with his fedora, sunglasses, and tour jackets, getting the best table at the best restaurants, into the VIP sections of the hottest clubs, and the adulation of all the local girls was easier than could be imagined. Often when I got back from a night on the town, Michael would call me in my hotel room and summon me. I’d head up to his suite and proceed to narrate my night’s misadventures to him and debrief him on all the latest gossip surrounding his band. I didn’t really need to dramatize my exploits, but I did anyway because I knew that he was living vicariously through me and I was happy for it.

It’s a cliché to say that your highschool summers are the most memorable of your life, but I challenge anyone to say how mine could not be. For years, I wore the badge of that summer and my many exploits over it boldly and boastfully. Then of course, as time passed and Michael became embroiled in scandals involving teen boys, all of a sudden my summer as his teen sidekick didn’t have the same glamour to it. Now it was a stigma, something I treasured but certainly did not tout.

Over the years my brotherhood with Michael evolved. When I went to college in NYC and lived uptown, he lived at the Four Seasons in midtown and I’d see him regularly, sharing with him collegiate exploits and adventures. Years later when he became a father, he invited me over to Neverland to see “the greatest thing he ever created” – his son Prince. More time passed. I watched as he endured the agony of his dramatic fall from grace, his resurrection through his children Prince, Paris, and Blanket, and then once again the agony of his descent into the shadows of things he couldn’t control.

During the last years of his life, I got to see his creativity up close and personal once again. He and I were working on a graphic novel together entitled THE FATED. He had big plans for it. One day he wanted to direct it as a film, impress his mentor Steven Spielberg, and have his favorite actor Will Smith be in it. It was classic MJ in terms of process, intense at times, with intermittent months of total inaction in between. The story of an iconic Rockstar worn out by the agony of his fame, driven to the most desperate measures, only to discover that his super-stardom has him “fated” for far more than just fame and fortune. Of course, I eventually realized Michael was giving me a window into his own personal allegory and I felt privileged to help record it. Sadly, we never were able to complete the story and I was left instead with an eerie tale without a proper ending (note: I hope with the assistance of Michael’s Estate - in the hands of some very capable and conscious stewards - that we’ll one day be able to share The Fated with all the dignity it and Michael deserves).

Like The Fated, we never got to see a proper ending to Michael’s tale. Instead there’s a tangled legacy, the bright light of fame shining over the tumbled necropolis of unfounded allegations twisted around the neverending tenderness for his own children. it's funny to me how in the last year, in death Michael has been canonized by many of the same commentators who were so relentless in tearing him down while he lived. He'd see the irony in it and call them bad names - the man could curse like a drunken sailor.

One night while on that tour with him, toward the end when I was getting ready to go back to school and the real world, Michael asked me if I was glad that I had come, even though I couldn’t stay for the whole tour. He knew I was sad that I wouldn’t get to stay until the very end. Still, it was an insane question and I told him so. “Are you kidding?” I said. “Every second I was here with you was a privilege. Thank you for letting me ride shotgun even for a little while."

[Its her]

Fated should have been published in June, but I can't find anything about it ...  :shock:

For me this was one of the biggest clues.

Does anyone know something about this?

 My Comic  guys told me there was NO such thing---the only MJ publication they HAD last June was a tribute thing, they said he did of his own life. (HUH? :roll:)

I have a catalogue, of all the comics coming available to order, and MJ has NOTHING in it. We even looked online, under BOTH names. Nothing. But online is still the best source. They get new ones all the time, first. Even if there are rumors that it is not finished... MJ could be working on it RIGHT NOW....:lol:

 Perhaps it is TOO much of a clue and will explain everything---and Michael Jackson wants MORE people, ALL his fans,  to get up to speed with the HOAX he planned....too, before he just comes out and TELLS ALL.

ALL of his millions of fans still don't have a clue...just the few thousand of us on a few different hoax sites---and of these, THIS one is the only one where everyone isn't whining or lollygagging.   This is a Thinker/Investigator's site!!    We'll find it as soon as it is published!!!!!!! 8-)

[Jude]

the man could curse like a drunken sailor
 :lol:  :lol:  :lol:  I hear ya Michael  :lol:  :lol:  :lol:

[voiceforthesilent]

So, Gotham said it was not only going to be a comic but also a movie...maybe we're doing the live movie now The comic will come after the BAM because Gotham made a statement that he's left without a proper ending. Well, I have a proper ending Gotham....how about bringing Michael back!!

[PinkTopaz]

Fated should have been published in June, but I can't find anything about it ...  :shock:

For me this was one of the biggest clues.

Does anyone know something about this?

 My Comic  guys told me there was NO such thing---the only MJ publication they HAD last June was a tribute thing, they said he did of his own life. (HUH? :roll:)

I have a catalogue, of all the comics coming available to order, and MJ has NOTHING in it. We even looked online, under BOTH names. Nothing. But online is still the best source. They get new ones all the time, first. Even if there are rumors that it is not finished... MJ could be working on it RIGHT NOW....:lol:

 Perhaps it is TOO much of a clue and will explain everything---and Michael Jackson wants MORE people, ALL his fans,  to get up to speed with the HOAX he planned....too, before he just comes out and TELLS ALL.

ALL of his millions of fans still don't have a clue...just the few thousand of us on a few different hoax sites---and of these, THIS one is the only one where everyone isn't whining or lollygagging.   This is a Thinker/Investigator's site!!    We'll find it as soon as it is published!!!!!!! 8-)

Oh my gosh, Its Her, that's exactly what I thought when all the way back in October! I just always get the feeling that there's something really mysterious surrounding that comic, and I thought the same thing as you, that it might explain a lot!

[PYThing7]

Gotham said (on twitter) to wait...so...patience;)
FATED is FATED, right? KEEP THE FAITH.. & LOVE

[Badgirl777]

Frim Copyright catalogue under The Estate of Michael Joseph Jackson....there where only two registrations...the other where under Michael Jackson Estate.


Type of Work: Text
Registration Number / Date: TXu001655594 / 2009-11-03  
Application Title: Fated (treatment)
Title: Fated (treatment)
Description: Electronic file (eService)
Copyright Claimant: Liquid Comics LLC. Address: 770 Broadway, 2nd Floor, 10003, NY, 10003, United States.
 The Estate of Michael Joseph Jackson, Transfer: By will. Address: c/o Ziffren Brittenham LLP, Attn: John Branca, Esq., 1801 Century Park West, Los Angeles, CA, 90067, United States.
Date of Creation: 2009
Authorship on Application: Liquid Comics LLC, employer for hire; Domicile: United States; Citizenship: United States. Authorship: text.
 Michael Joseph Jackson, 1958-2009, employer for hire; Domicile: United States; Citizenship: United States. Authorship: text.
Alternative Title on Application: Michael Jackson’s Fated (treatment)
 
Names: Jackson, Michael Joseph, 1958-2009  
 Liquid Comics LLC
 The Estate of Michael Joseph Jackson



Type of Work: Visual Material
Registration Number / Date: VAu001004787 / 2009-11-03  
Application Title: Fated (treatment)
Title: Fated (treatment)
Description: Electronic.
Copyright Claimant: Liquid Comics LLC. Address: 770 Broadway, 2nd Floor, New York, NY, 10003, United States.
 The Estate of Michael Joseph Jackson, Transfer: By will. Address: c/o Ziffren Brittenham LLP, Attn: John Branca, Esq., 1801 Century Park West, Los Angeles, CA, 90067-6406, United States.
Date of Creation: 2009
Authorship on Application: Liquid Comics LLC, employer for hire; Domicile: United States; Citizenship: United States. Authorship: 2-D artwork.
 Michael Joseph Jackson, 1958-2009, employer for hire; Domicile: United States; Citizenship: United States. Authorship: 2-D artwork.
Alternative Title on Application: Michael Jackson’s Fated (treatment)
 
Names: Jackson, Michael Joseph, 1958-2009  
 Liquid Comics LLC
 The Estate of Michael Joseph Jackson

[laura58]

:oops:  :lol: I really like the fact that Michael cursed like a drunken sailor way to go  

[DancingTheDream]

Like The Fated, we never got to see a proper ending to Michael’s tale. Instead there’s a tangled legacy, the bright light of fame shining over the tumbled necropolis of unfounded allegations twisted around the neverending tenderness for his own children. it's funny to me how in the last year, in death Michael has been canonized by many of the same commentators who were so relentless in tearing him down while he lived. He'd see the irony in it and call them bad names - the man could curse like a drunken sailor.

How can Michael see the irony in it if he is dead?

[Kirsche]

Can't find anything new about it... just searched also for it on amazon, because it somethin will be released soon, you can preorder it there...But there's nothing about it