Vanity Killed Studios Presents Misfits inc:
A ragtag group of twentysomethings surviving, thriving and thrill-seeking in the fractured remains of a post-Apocalyptic Earth.
A deadly flu pandemic gripped the planet, vaccines were useless and trigger fingers got itchy. Turns out that for our rich, elitist leaders, when all else fails the very best way to eradicate a terrible blight is to nuke the arse out of the vermin carrying it… in this case, the general population.
Missiles were fired, bombs exploded, the virus (and most of humanity) wiped out… tits.
Those who didn’t perish in this armageddon emerged from the ashes of the past and rebuilt their lives in a very different world, a world rife with danger, sharp corners and even less toilet roll than before.
Tackling this lawless, dystopian future head-on are the self-proclaimed ‘lords and masters’ of the wasteland… Misfits Inc… Now they traverse the remains of our fallen society with style and aplomb whilst tackling a host of confusing, mindlessly self-indulgent and ill-fitting plot devices introduced at the whim of the creative deity.
Whether it’s visiting parallel universes, traveling forward in time to stop the inevitable gestation and hatching of Hitler II, or battling an army of giant mecha spiders, these characters will be liberally stretched and worked into whatever overtly construed situation takes our fancy at a any given moment.
Oh, and did we mention they’re not entirely human, although they are burdened with a veritable top-shelf cocktail of neuroses, mummy and daddy issues, vitriol and of course biting wit.
Because on the bright side just because it’s the apocalypse doesn’t mean it’s the end of the world.