I did a mix of the movie and the book but leaned more on the movie.

I’m baaack.

It’s been a while. Have some art from my current hyper fixation.

Hmmm

It’s beenyeatmrs since I’ve been on tumblr. I’m now 32 and half blind. Looking back I’m reminded on how happy I was back then and then how depressed I was too. I I would love to go back to my California years. But in a bigger place with air conditioning lol. Ah well. When I get a tablet we’ll see how much art I can create.

Don’t know if I ever posted this but it’s an old drawing of #markiplier #art #drawing

It's been a while...again. Update: I have had multiple health problems. I've gone partially blind and I may have a kidney transplant. I moved to ga but one day I would want to move back to CA. I'm gonna try to be on here more though.

Hi guys. It's been so long since I posted here. There are a couple reasons for that. First one is I can't figure out how figure out how to post pics from my phone. Lame right? It won't let me lol. Also is I'm not doing too much creatively. My eyesight is failing and I can't draw as well. I don't really want to explain it but it's okay. Another reason is T is ending. It's sad but true. I can't get there as much anyway. Lack of funds. I'm still here though. I promise.

A little Mad Max fanfiction

So I started writing this a while ago. It's a fanfic that features my Mad Max OCs. Here's the first chapter. --- Chapter 1 He was in Valhalla and Capable sat there on the greenest grass he had ever seen. She held him and stroked his hot flesh with her cool hands. She was soft and smelled better than anything he had ever smelled. Better than the oil he used, better than the air while he drove the fire road. "Capable" he murmured and she smiled, but he was jarred from his dream. He opened his eyes, what he saw was not his redheaded goddess but instead a horridly distorted mask of metal with gaping eyes and a sand mask covering the wearers face. The figure leaned over him reaching for the wheel which he still held onto with a death grip. He let go of the wheel and grabbed the wrist presented in front of him with all his might and the figure jerked back, but he held on tight. The figure seemed to panic as he let out a rattling breath. The figure hovered over him and tried to wrench themselves free. "Capable...safe.." he managed to speak in a raspy weak voice. The figure eased up on the struggling a bit and his grip on them lightened. There was a noise outside and the figure brought their other hand around and hit the poor warboy on the back of the head. His vision blacked out and he slumped down unconscious. The girl ripped off her mask, breathing hard. She stared down at the warboy in shock for a couple seconds before calling out. "Ibex! Chate! Rolynd!" three similarly cloaked figures hurried to the cab of the crashed war truck. A heavy bang resounded on the cabs side door which now served as the roof and two figures appeared in the window. The girl looked up at them "Ibex! He's still alive! The warboy is still alive!" Ibex slipped her mask up and pursed her lips. She was an older woman of about 40 with dark chocolate skin that seemed marred with scars. She frowned and shrugged her shoulders at the younger girl in the cab "well what do you want us to do about it?" The masked figure next to Ibex chimed in "let him die out here! He's a servant of a monster". The girl in the cab looked at the boy then at Ibex "I can't just let him die. There's something different about this one. Plus We're scavengers not killers" brown doey eyes pleaded with the elder female who drew in a breath and then let it out frustratedly "fine but you take care of him. It's your head if he hurts anyone. I swear, girl, you are too much. You're going ti get yourself killed." she motioned at the girl to get out and after the girl slipped trough the window she motioned at her male companions. "Rolynd, Chate, get him out." The man beside Ibex, Rolynd, slid into the cramped cab. Chate jumped in after climbing on to the door and in through the window. Rolynd tried tugging the boy out but he was stuck. He looked down and frowned "Ibex he's pinned. The dash is pinning his leg. It's going to have to come off." Ibex nodded "do it" she turned to the girl who looked dissapointed and Ibex frowned "Eager... go get a saw" ---- So there it is the first chapter. I tend to write a bit short. Constructive criticism only please.

I need my own Nux/capable relationship. Something where it doesn't necessarily need to be romantic but to be there for one another. Some guy to hold me and cuddle me just to make me feel better. A guy I can help when he needs it too.

Another pic of Rancid, my war boy OC. He's not too much of a rev-head but he's a bruiser and a lancer. As much as he loves Immortan joe he loves himself. He wants to become a god too. I'm deciding what scarification to give him. Do far I have a now across his chest. Maybe something weapons related.

Well I got Bored and drew things. First one is Nux because he's a cute adorable warboy. Then we have my original warboy Rancid and my original Mad Max character Eager. Eager is a scavenger with a mechanical leg. She was raped by Rancid and he left her for dead. She was taken in by the scavengers. In the story in my head years later she finds Nux who is still alive. His leg has to be cut off though and eager helps him recover an learn to walk again. She helps him find the citadel and capable I reunite them. Thats the story I cooked up. So art for it came tonight I guess.

So a bit ago a blog on tumblr was talking about a head canon about the march hares being related and dormice and such. I said it had been a long time thing of mine so at work I got bored and sketched my hares. Jagger, Kit, Mad and Happy. Fancy hare in my head is a cousin and I'm not aware if the new bunny has a name yet. So we'll wait on him. I gave them relative ages. Jagger-a bit awkward rocker bunny Kit-always was a goofy sweetheart with overly short ears until he was 16 Mad-was dropped on his head as a baby. He is very quiet but can be a handful sometimes. Happy-pot junkie. He's a great guy but smoked a lot of weed. He was a very tough but carefree child however.

Another doodle of Nux while I was bored at work. I may have a problem.