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Jim Reaper

Lowly office clerk Jim has been press ganged into a clandestine organisation of assassins, who control the population by secretly culling them in a variety of bizarrely ridiculous ways. On the news these tragically comical deaths are passed off as “death by misadventure” and are ignored by the police. In reality, these poor forgotten souls didn’t die in hilarious circumstances… they were murdered in cold blood by Reapers.
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Paul Kelly is a freelance cartoonist, illustrator and comedy writer who has worked on comedy publications for over 20 years. During that time he has produced comedy scripts and artwork for adult publications: Zit, Scurvy Dog and Spit! comic. The latter, he went on to become editor. He also wrote for a successful comic strip in the Daily Star newspaper  called the Star Birds and was a comedy script writer for a weekend football fanzine also at the Daily Star.  He has had a solo artwork exhibition at the Royal Jersey Opera House and is kept busy on the corporate caricature circuit and private commissions. In his spare time he likes to indulge in his two main passions which are comedy and art. Going to comedy clubs and travelling the world to view renaissance art in all its glory.

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Jim Reaper

“Their laughter is their death knell.”

Lowly office clerk Jim has been press ganged into a clandestine organisation of assassins, who control the population by secretly culling them in a variety of bizarrely ridiculous ways. On the news these tragically comical deaths are passed off as “death by misadventure” and are ignored by the police. In reality, these poor forgotten souls didn’t die in hilarious circumstances… they were murdered in cold blood by Reapers.

Jim is a reluctant Reaper and wants desperately to escape this nightmare job. His lacklustre attitude and incompetence has resulted in him making mistakes and showing up on CCTV footage near the scenes of his kills. Although the police don’t notice this, a once brilliant investigative reporter Cassandra, is now hot on his trail. She too is trapped, now working for a sleazy tabloid she wants her once high-flying career, back with one final big scoop. As she hunts Jim she is convinced she has found Britain’s most prolific serial killer… not realising that there are 40 Reapers. Once the Reapers are aware of her interest in them, she is targeted for execution.

On the run for her life, Cassandra encounters a psychotic evangelical Senator in charge of the world’s largest mercenary army, who wants to make the Reaper project a global biblical prophecy, an East End drug lord with terrible bowel trouble, a gun toting porn star… and one very vengeful tramp.