As terrifying as it would have been, I like to think there was a moment of peace there at the end, among the stars.
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So... this is the next part of the Shakarian comic, but it's not the big one I said would come next. I've made the decision to put that on the back burner for now and pick away at it a lot more slowly while I continue on with what I originally had planned. The next thing you see from me will likely be the Joker-centric part I mentioned a while back, but for now please enjoy this rare coloured comic in the meantime.
Maximus is such a failboy goober and it's hilarious.
He is just a kid fucking around with power armor, which he has no idea how to use. He at no point does anything impressive in the armor, but he does all the dumb bullshit you'd do if you got power armor. He has every advantage and fucks it up everytime.
Except he is somewhat competent outside the armor. He handles the guys who took his armor, and the fiends, pretty well. His armor is honestly more of a detriment than anything.
Yet he is sooooo fucking sad he has to give up his fun new toy and its great.




















