Short Answer:
Comic by Lady Yate-xel and Gypsy Lynn featuring a story that is over 10 years old, rated about Web14 and updated mostly M/W/F.
Long Answer:
This story is old. I don't mean 'In a galaxy far, far away' or 'once upon a time', I really just mean old. Threads of this story are over 15 years old by now. Granted, most of it is 10 years old or younger, but this doesn't make the story new.
You've clicked an 'about' link, this page assumes you want to know.
To adopt a cat macro for my own, Old Story is Old.
What is now finally in comic form that is not assaulting to the eyes of others is something that has been in nearly every form imaginable. It's oldest threads were played out like kids play Power Rangers in the backyard. This moved on to paper figures, text online, phone calls, conversations squiggled on paper, pictures squiggled on paper, bad comics and probably interpretive dance somewhere along the way.
It's nothing but the roleplay/escapism/fantasy world of the two girls in class who were smart, creative, left-handed and weird enough for no one else to talk to, but for some reason, it just never stopped.
We probably won't be doing this in sixth grade, we said, when we were in third.
We won't do this in the high school, we said in sixth.
Guess we have until we're seniors, we said in seventh.
Can we keep this up in college, we said at graduation.
I have work in the morning, but this is a good part, we say now.
Old Story is Old.
As a whole, I think CK is about families, good and evil, and perhaps racism, but that may work into good and evil. On a smaller scale, CK is probably about all the little things that people are probably supposed to experience in the real world to be well adjusted human beings that we taught ourselves by accident.
Those two girls are two women by this point, but CK is still their place to escape.
Synopsis-wise, this is the story of a small island and it's people after they discover that a few among them were created artificially for evil purposes, by a large cat-demon woman claiming to be their mother. This story is about those people discovering who and what they are, how it defines them, how it relates them to others, and their choices regarding their creation.
The story centers heavily on a few main characters to tell its story, but the cast of the world is large. Most strains of the story can be traced back to Hades, and he is the one who begins it, so he is a prime focus, especially in the beginning. Characters we haven't met yet will take over later, and then they'll all juggle focus duty.
What you're looking at is drawn, laid out, and written on the detail scale (dialouge and editing-wise)by Lady Yate-xel, with inputs on rembrances and the nature of characters not belonging to Yate-xel from GypsyLynn. A notation of who belongs to/was played by who is under each character's cast portrait on the cast page. Story, as said above, was written in a more broad sense by us as role-playing elementary school students. Page one starts action that, for us, happened in 1997. The story is taken from both of our drawings, audio recordings, comics, AIM conversations, and a small book compilation in addition to our own memories to make this as much the story that happened in 1997 as possible. There have been edits, of course, because small children don't always make complete sense. As we get further into the story, the memories are clearer, the drawings are more numerous, more is saved on computers, and older girls created it, so it will be a more accurate depiction of the events we laid out.
The story, like I've mentioned repeatedly, was conceived by girls of about 10 years old, however, the rating systems are telling us that the content here will soon venture into WEB14 range, and could possible continue into the internet equivalent of R. It is our belief that if it was born of the brains of two little girls, that mature and intelligent 6th graders can enjoy what we've made here and not end up robbing a bank or stabbing their classmates in connection with reading it. It was what kept us from doing so, after all.
