Not sure if I can post tomorrow on Kilka and Sophia. The art is not finished, and I think I'm locking horns with the Zetas. Yes. Those Zetas. I might have to kill some Zetas soon. I'll try to post something tomorrow, even if it's not K&S.
You know, I don't think it was the Zetas. But they are definitely human traffickers and scammer coyotes. I found out more about them today. Despite their threats I don't think they have the courage to actually send someone to kill me.
This is what I found out about them:
Migration experts, more like human traffickers.
These people actually insulted me, mentioned a car I used to own, as if to say "I know who you are, I got your number." Called me a fag (that's not a thing legitimate business owners do) I'd love to see them send someone down here to kill me. Motherfucker would get his head taken clean off with my demon katana. I wouldn't even call the cops. I'd dissolve the motherfucker's body with hidrochloric acid, and then track whoever put the hit on me. I'd also get a free machine gun out of it. And that's my favorite kind of machine gun. FREE.
I've been drawing Kilkas armor with him holding his preferred sidearm this afternoon (it's a modified Chiappa Mateba semiautomatic revolver). I hope I'll have it finished by tomorrow. I really want the story to be well illustrated so you can see it in your mind's eye.
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