In the middle of writing a comic i've been planning for a solid 5 years, problem is i'm a pretty shit artist. So since i'm your self-made maniac, i'm in the middle of improving, for you, reader dearest. Debatable if i'll really post it here, but I definitely WILL make some promos for you little rascals. Uh, and, I have a few rules. If I hear the words 'senpai' or 'bean' or 'cinnamon roll' anywhere NEAR my turf you will be fixed. Zoinks, scoob, what does that mean? It means you're too young to be reading this go back to bed.
Now that i've caught your attention, if you're even remotely interested, my comic is a scifi, disguistingly futuristic tale about the beginning and end of the world. A few kids caught in peril only to rise up and find the truth. And that truth, is only the beginning.
The wars are coming.
The wars are coming.
Can they stop them?
Scents of machinery and decay
All vibrant in neon lights
Blending together in a slush of the melting pot
A Heat producing from a source unmoving
It ramps
The skin flakes and then disperses
Something you know
Something you knew
In the back of your head
Until it blew.