Development of the fictional world of Archban , the Wexray corporation, and the other various entities attempting to co-exist.
A Post, post apocalyptic, cyberpunk, dystopian, global coproratist, chaotic, far future world. Ancient empires, clandestine organizations, vast armies, guerilla fighters, impossible tech, strange creatures and wandering misfits.
In which Caillo scares the shit out of the three remaining thugs at the card table. Last panel - action resolved. slams down her (stolen) straight. Shes right to be cocky, after how easily she dealt with the big guy, but its possible someone has a better hand than her. For the sake of the story, lets say she wins.
In this short story I sought to illustrate a bit of completely gratuitous violence. I think it lends a certain quirky charm to her character. My initial idea was something even more random, her accosting someone on the street. I tried to picture something moebius's Arzack might do, and leave everyone wondering why.
This is Kate, another denizen of my world, the city/state of Archban. She is also an infectee of the K virus, and has adopted the role of older sister/mentor to Caillo. Kate and Caillo are the two main protagonists of the story (which exists largely in my head) that I have been creating (and occasionally writing) since the mid nineties.
Kate's profession, if it can be called that, is a wasteland wanderer, vagabond explorer, occasional bounty hunter, and guerrilla freedom fighter. She makes it her mission in life to destroy the entity that is the Wexray corporation, and its political body, the Great Western Empire.
She is seen here tending to the tools of her trade, stripping and cleaning an intermediate caliber assault rifle.
This first real post is a work in progress of my current school assignment for cinematic story development, by the legendary Ken Steacy, in which I tell a very short story in 4 (or so) pages.
I chose a minute or so in the life of one of my characters, Caillo Deveraux. Caillo is a young (at heart), brash, reckless and impulsive child who is prone to violence, outbursts, swearing, drinking, and is increasingly resentful that her girlhood dream of becoming a princess was ended when she was infected with a sentient synthetic nanotech self propagating symbiotic organism called the K virus. She often expresses her resentment by entering shady establishments and picking fights with shady individuals; wherever possible, several times her size.
The first page sees her walk into a bar, as the story goes. More pages and further detail / ink to follow.
My intention is to write and illustrate comics, with the hope of one day ridding myself of the violent (and often highly cinematic) visions that clog my head. Inshallah, this will be a painless process and no bloodshed will be required.
My interests include graphic novels, Science Fiction, Subversive art appreciation, Queen street hipster spotting, music and film, cooking, T-shirt design, post apocalyptic first person shooter role playing games, and my future punk band project HCFM, and its sister band GURNEY HALLECK AND THE DUNCAN IDAHOS, an acoustic/synth fremen band, covering mostly classic rock and late seventies Atredies power ballads.
My philosophical beliefs are lapsed existentialist/apocalypticist, with leanings towards relaxed empiricism. (or noncommittal, stoned logical positivism)
My political beliefs are (while somewhat bogged down by 21st century apathy) somewhat liberal, and can be summed up by describing a socialist state with free government support services financed by the super wealthy and the few remaining mega corporations, amid a completely demilitarized pacifistic world where all cultures cooperate for their own mutual benefit/betterment and exploration of the universe and their own inner mindscapes.
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I am a student at Max the Mutt in Toronto. It is a school named after a dog where nerds mainly talk about marvel vs DC.
I live alone, with my cat Shanti, 2 macs and my lovely partner who shall remain nameless, Julie.
I posses a small statue of the tall man from the Phantasm films.
I am currently looking for a model of the OCP security concepts ED-209, ideally 1/9 or 1/10 scale. If you have one, contact me.
Let this be a chronological (when possible) catalogue of my work as it develops, for the purpose of introspection, ego, and whenever possible, blatant self promotion. Let it also detail my inner thoughts and publicly list my plans and intentions, so that after the inevitable occurs, the police can reconstruct my final hours. Full manifesto to follow, as soon as I can get access to more psychotropic substances.