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Striker

Striker

by VGAfanatic
In a dystopian future where America has split off into four separate nations, crime has given rise as a result of a spike in the economy shared between the Once-United States. In response, Bounty Hunting has become a feasible profession for those with the skills to back up their bravado. Two such Bounty Hunters, Travis Tucker and Brandon Kent are on the hunt for an escaped criminal, Miranda Connors, who has a massive price on her head. The deeper they dig into the case surrounding her, the more they realize there's something greater going on behind the scenes. Something Travis is all too familiar with...
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Striker

In a dystopian future where America has split off into four separate nations, crime has given rise as a result of a spike in the economy shared between the Once-United States. In response, Bounty Hunting has become a feasible profession for those with the skills to back up their bravado. Two such Bounty Hunters, Travis Tucker and Brandon Kent are on the hunt for an escaped criminal, Miranda Connors, who has a massive price on her head. The deeper they dig into the case surrounding her, the more they realize there's something greater going on behind the scenes. Something Travis is all too familiar with...

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To the victor goes the spoils, as they say.
Trucks are for the road, dumbass.

You got knocked the F out.
I would have loved it if he did that cool anime sword dash, but ended up crashing into a table.
And that is how it's done, Mo-fo.

NOTE: For clarification on what just happened, this image here should show you: https://pbs.twimg.com/media/DbHbQwvUMAAXhnU.jpg:large
All right. Have it your way, Vergil.

Just remember, you were given an out.
Nothing quite like a sword that can cut space out of panels, eh?
Halftime; it's the time to reminisce.
*Insert Wilhelm Scream here.
Oh hey, Rosa. It's been a while.
Nothin' quite like knockin' some heads, eh?
What's that? I couldn't hear you over MY FOOT IN YOUR FACE!
He has no style, he has no grace,
but this thug now has a funny face!
"We'll see who's suckin' who off..."

Just...no. Mr. White, if you were trying to be cool or intimidating, you failed.
Kinda makes you wonder if there's more to this guy's arrest record than just arson, huh?
MICROAGRESSION!!! HIT HIM!!!
Sorry for the two week absence, y'all. This time, I'm back until the near end of April, because we are now entering the second half of the Chapter. I will take a few short pauses to catch my breath or do a quick side project (nothing too major), but aside from that, I'm going at it until this Chapter is done, and I hope you look forward to a nice clean bar fight.
Hey where is everyone going there gonna miss out on all the action
Now I wish Fatass Oneeye had hair, so the bullet could have shaved some off.
Spring Break
The sweat will fly as the crowd scatters!

NOTE: Really sorry to leave y'all again, just as the Chapter started getting good, but I need another break. I'm starting to feel a bit worn out from extensive work on this comic, so I need some R&R and alternative art projects to relieve the mental fatigue. I'll consider this Spring Break, and come back after Easter. Then, aside from a few pauses and project finishers for the Month, I will spend the bulk of April to finish this Chapter, come what may. That, I promise.

PS: This is the closest look at our background extras I've managed to achieve. Many thanks to my friends and family who lent their likenesses to the patrons of Rosa's Bar & Grill.
Striker: Right Back at Ya!
Stop! Or I'll shoot with my poorly-drawn gun!