And another story takes it's beginning. I should tell you, how long this one might go is anyone's guess. It might go on forever, even. Or stop halfway through.
Well, let's wait and see.
Now, this story has been on my mind a long, long time. I had the basic script for the first eight comics done sometime 'round July, but I didn't want to start it with so many other things going on. Now that I'm free of the constraining chronology of the AutoKeen-created archives, though, I'm starting this one up.
It's the fulfilment of a very old promise, or, perhaps more appropriately,
agreement between myself and an artist on deviantART.
Her deviantART-name is RememberArt (
link). The short version of it all is that she designed a character, I happened to like the design and now I've stolen- that is,
obtained permission to borrow that character for this story.
Before you wonder: no. The borrowed character has
not been introduced yet. She will be, soon enough. You'll see her before she's introduced properly. I have a feeling you'll guess who it is easily enough.
Anyway, let's talk about the story. It's about what happens when things get out of balance. That's ambiguous enough that I haven't really revealed anything. Well, I'll let you in on a bit of the goods. It's a former all-girls-school. There aren't very many boys. It's also a formerly catholic school. Who, d'ya figure, has the upper hand in that place?
Yes yes yes. Catholic school girls. I know what you're all thinking.
But no matter what Turi says, tentacle monsters will
not pop out of the walls, nor is an ancient cult of erotic magics operating the place,
nor is the school built complete with an ancient portal to a dimension of perverted demons that possess boys and turn them into obsessed love-machines with a craving for school-girls.
Oh, and there will be no fanservice panty-shots either. There may be panty shots, but they won't be fanservice. They'll just be pictures of catholic school-girls' underwear. That way it's not fanservice. At all. Nuh-uh.
