Excuses is what we have to be civilized. For what being dares admit that they are driven by their loins and chemicals in their brains, pumping and filling them with a hunger, the hunger to eat, to mate, to kill.
So we wear suits and ties and write letters and take walks on the beach. We have laws and justice and the gods go to sleep with pacified eyes, knowing that we will blunder and bungle but have a general desire to be better, to control ourselves.
But sometimes it only takes microwinks for everything to go to hell.
The last time this island was visited, it was to drop another couple hundred thousand beings. We welcomed them with open arms, and guns and swords in their guts.
The ones who survived helped us build more of this world.
Deevolution, they call it on the last satellite transmission that happened to come our way.
The Dark Lands, they name this metropolis of steel that sleeps in the cold bossom of an arid desert, a steel katana ready to cut anything that treats it with disrespect.
And here, respect is earned by what you can do: Sure, we wear suits when we like. We've got running lights, and bars and cars and implants that make you feel like Dali on acid.
But if you can't do some good old fighting then you're dust, my friend.
My name is Kali Ma
Welcome to Mars.
This is a workshop for myself more than anything, and an experiment. I will absolutely butcher the drawings as is custom, and I will experiment as much as possible, because I've got some clogged pipes in my flow and I need to let loose with drawing what comes to mind to increase my mileage.
The Story- Mars is a city in the abandoned Dark Lands, a boiling pot of the worst of the worst, and the best of the best. It's all extremes here, but somehow, the city still manages to stay standing. And not everyone is interested in the downward spiral. Kali Ma, maybe, but she's a lost cause, hundreds of years old, and madder than Dionysus.
How this works- If you've read this far, I assume you're a bit interested. Basically, I'll take a character request according to some guidelines, and you'll either fight an NPC or another person who has put forward a request, using a simple rock-paper-scissors fighting system I made for an earlier game story.
- Instead of simply writing out the battle however, I'll be drawing it. But you absolutely have to know what you're getting so here's samples of my work.
- If you're still interested, and you want to help me out, then please send in your characters. If this turns out successful I'm definitely getting the main MR Battle Ground active, because that's an idea that never stops being fun.
I'll post the rules and stuff after this one.