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- About the Precinct :
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Precinct.Zero was something I dreamt of while riding home on my bike one night. I was watching people fly by, the cool night made pleasant by the after-effects of rainfall. That night I had been decked in black wares, right down to the gloves Detective 22 wears ever so often. I start thinking "what if they couldn't see me?" But it's like, way more than invisibility, son. It's like "ah, you died, follow me!" At first, it was more guardian angel business. But that's too pissy. Spirit detective? That's sweet. And not that Yu Yu Haikusho spirit detective, I mean a solid case worker. Like Beetlegeuse, but even cooler than that.
Cut the business. This comic is about the dead and what really happens. It's about humanity, the philosophy of death, religion, God, and everything you can think of when it comes to the Alpha and the Omega. Precinct.Zero is the last station. Once you're booked, you're not released.
That sounded pretty cool, huh? Well, we'll see. If you ever wanted a break from swords and medieval, dragons and birds, heroes and maidens, then this is the comic for you. This comic is bicycling detectives, cool glasses, a holographic clipboard and a wand. He's so badass he carries a wand. Go on. Enter the station -- it's the last stop.
precinct.zero and associated images and texts are copyrighted 2004, 2005 to Mike Toth. Step.
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