FIGHT ME.

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I WANNA CRY ARE YOU THE SAME ANON? OR SOMEONE WHO WAS PAID TO MAKE ME FEEL BETTER ABOUT MY STORY?

NDECKLNWSKDLNVKLNSDNKDSLKV I’m gonna draw some more soon

AAHHHHH Thank yoouuuuuuuuuuuuu

I’ve been sketching a lot more lately. Lots and lots of concept art. I’ve seem to have drawn more of the side characters than the actual main character. But nonetheless, It’s all in development.

Trying to figure out the police and government official uniforms.

The government uses hawks and small eagles for method of communication, while the more common person uses pigeons and smaller birds.
It’s extremely cold due to the lack of natural light. Large Coats and jackets are necessary.

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Max drawings.

First one is when he was in a lot of fights, not caring what happened to himself. Second is him a couple years later

Made it all up myself. I’m hoping the story and idea is original enough. ; o ;

Nightfly drawings!

1. John sketches / The door to their apartment. Built to withstand cold and anything else that comes at it.
2. “More fire power!! We’ve lost both engines!”
3. “Then i guess we’re going down Captain!”
4. Going outside is quite dangerous. Extreme cold calls for at least 3 layers of clothing.

(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:・ﾟ✧ FATHERHOOD *:・ﾟ✧ 

Past/Present (Maxwell?)

(In his world, darkness has swept the earth and further plans to rid the dark and clouds have been futile.)

As his mother was dying of a terminal illness, She yearned to see the sunlight one last time. At the moment, he was only beginning the research to rid the clouds and darkness. Working fast and with a reason, he still couldn’t make it. His mother died later that year. Frustrated and angry, he dropped any progress and refused to even think about it. He constantly went out, picking fights to unleash his fury.