Today is May 6th, which seems to be Rubber Day. Wizardry is generally unplanned, so it's rare to be able to participate in something like this anniversary material, but by the way, there was a picture that was shelved due to the rubber suit, so I thought I'd share it with you. Originally, I started drawing it around Christmas last year with a groove like, "I'm going to turn this holy night into a sexual night, huhaha," but I was late in finishing it and thought, "I'll give myself a little weight against the flowstone," so I somehow missed the timing of posting and left it alone.
What is the content of the picture? Wizards sometimes want to do sci-fi material, but I think this painting was a bit cyberpunk-like. Or maybe you spent Christmas alone, lonely and drawing erotic pictures, so there's some kind of resentment at play. In a desolate near future, a group of all-rubber twin sisters attack and rape people on the street, brainwashing them. It's such a turn-of-the-century scene, but I also feel like they just took the perverted brainwashing material a little seriously.
I usually write about the setting in the story, but when the world is in ruins and I'm worried about the future, it's only natural that the religion I attach to it will become rampant. The introduction of near-futuristic technology seems to have created a terminal situation where believers who had undergone brain and physical modifications would attack "heretics" via radio waves from the cult headquarters, and would find extreme pleasure in their actions. Exhaustion from a long war and environmental pollution have drastically reduced productivity, while declining living standards have worsened public safety. The distribution of supplies is stalled, the city's lower class has no other way of life than to turn to crime or join the cult, and the police are not only unable to afford the cult, but they are also brainwashing the police... well, that's probably how it is. It's a world that's not very interesting to think about realistically, and I definitely don't want to live in it no matter how I look at it... but that's about it. I saw the sight of the full-body rubber Futanari Sister strutting aroundI think so, so I have a deep sense of work to do. Or rather... when I think about a world where beautiful girls who have been transformed into rubber lids that match their sexual preferences are active, I somehow encounter a glitch that becomes dystopian. Unravelable. Bug fixes are available.
And, well, that's about it when it comes to painting. By the way, it seems that if you tag your work with "#MyFromNowOn," there will be a campaign where you can get something in the lottery... but if you do that with this painting, you'll get the message, "What, is this what a wizard will look like from now on?" I feel like this might lead to a strange misunderstanding. Well, I don't mind being a full-body rubber lid, but I'm worried about drift stones getting stuck in my brain with electrodes, so I'll just have to carry it myself this time.