Opening Scene

     So I started writing the opening scene tonight and I am really pumped! I think this is going to be a very integral part to getting people on the side of Damien, getting them to see and feel his hatred and passion for bringing down The Alliance/Bureau. Which in essence is the whole point of this blog....I want you to get a feel for these character, I want you to know why Damien became himself, why he is such a loner out roaming  for months on end until he finds New Aires and "The Leaders". I think the best part about it all so far is how intense the scene is, how brutal and raw the events are that are taking his family away.
     /on some other great news I think I have found my illustrator for the time being...My guy Dean is gonna take a look at the script and hopefully we can get a storyboard rockin and get you guys some sample artwork to get your chops tingling! I m also in the process of writing a new character...Thanks Nate! and should have her somewhat rounded out here in the next couple of days. I think she will be an addition a little deeper into the story of Damien, I am hoping I can sneak her in as a somewhat tail for him, like an orphan on the street who has done all she could, good or bad, to stay alive. She should be ready soon so hopefully you all can get excited about that!! Well thanks again for taking a peek into my world and tell you friends to fucking get on this shit its only getting better!!!!!

Damien-The Leader

 Damien- The leading character, He is a nomad at the time of the opening scene. A soon to be Hero for the lost and the damned. Lost his faith after his Mother and Sister were slaughtered one winter when he was fourteen by outlanders about two years after the War of The World. His sister sacrificed herself to get him out of the house and off the farm. He got away but not before he saw the outlanders rape and kill his family. They were able to survive all alone because of the family farm which was fully self sustainable. He grew up on the farm with his Mother and sister in the upper Midwest. His father left when he was five to join the People’s Army, so he had to become a man on his own by instinct hard work on the farm and books they had or could trade for when travelers would come through. He learned how to hunt and fish mostly by trial and error, but by 13 was very efficient at both skills and they rarely would go hungry, thanks to the hydroponic self sustaining garden and fishery they devised with the help of a drifter who stayed with them as a hired hand for the summer when he was eleven. After his mother and sister were murdered he managed to live on the farm for the duration of the spring until he had enough provisions to cross the void of earth across the middle of the continent. Due to the nuclear winter that was fast approaching the upper states were in a nearly continual fall state and the southern areas were next. within two years of leaving the family farm there would be only winter above what is for us Tennessee. Following the Great Migration south was the only choice anyone had anymore. The land was all but dead and the days getting shorter and colder from the fallout were unbearable above the equator.