OK guys i have promised my graphic design buddies at UNI i would make a comic or graphic novel trouble is i need a story so i thought lets just throw the chips and see where they land so here it is a CHAIN STORY i start a bit off then you add to it..
IMPORTANT (i hate over dramatic stories try to make it as real to life as possible)
Rain...it washes the streets of all its sins,cleanses the city of its stench it cools the anger and heat of the burning sun from the day.
I remember a time when the rain didnt last so long,when its sad intervals were few and far between.
Its as if this world wants me to feel something,wants to feel worse every life i take.
But the Rain like me can not stop...Until the streets are clean of all there sins.
This is the chronicles of Jason rourke AKA ULTRA VIOLENCE
The Day began like any other in the offices of Mills&Rourke Attorneys at law.
Sifting through the endless paperwork of child custody cases and other mediocre family lawcases Jason Rourke undoes his tie and sits back trying to gain some willpower for the next case,if only there was more to life.
Atleast the coffee is good,the aroma fills the small office rendering all who catch its sent uncontrollably thirsty.
"hey jay,just got off that custody case"
"yeh great whatever listen will you run these to"
"Oh your wanted in your dads office."
Some people think working for your family is a good thing,the closeness the bonding,not in this case.
"Come in son"
"Whats the story?"
"Well...im taking you off the Alberts case son."
"WHAT!?"
"Your wife has called me repeatedly..they have found your wife and son jason,you go ahead with prosecution within the next few months i sense bad things indeed."
OK guys i have promised my graphic design buddies at UNI i would make a comic or graphic novel trouble is i need a story so i thought lets just throw the chips and see where they land so here it is a CHAIN STORY i start a bit off then you add to it..
IMPORTANT (i hate over dramatic stories try to make it as real to life as possible)
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Rain...it washes the streets of all its sins,cleanses the city of its stench it cools the anger and heat of the burning sun from the day.
I remember a time when the rain didnt last so long,when its sad intervals were few and far between.
Its as if this world wants me to feel something,wants to feel worse every life i take.
But the Rain like me can not stop...Until the streets are clean of all there sins.
This is the chronicles of Jason rourke AKA ULTRA VIOLENCE
The Day began like any other in the offices of Mills&Rourke Attorneys at law.
Sifting through the endless paperwork of child custody cases and other mediocre family lawcases Jason Rourke undoes his tie and sits back trying to gain some willpower for the next case,if only there was more to life.
Atleast the coffee is good,the aroma fills the small office rendering all who catch its sent uncontrollably thirsty.
"hey jay,just got off that custody case"
"yeh great whatever listen will you run these to"
"Oh your wanted in your dads office."
Some people think working for your family is a good thing,the closeness the bonding,not in this case.
"Come in son"
"Whats the story?"
"Well...im taking you off the Alberts case son."
"WHAT!?"
"Your wife has called me repeatedly..they have found your wife and son jason,you go ahead with prosecution within the next few months i sense bad things indeed."
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