During highschool I combated stress and anxiety with creative writing. It started first as a pile of skewed pieces I thought were neat enough to write down. I later got the idea to string them together and the place name of Max Foster was created.

Max was first a bearded human (see what is now Gabe Varlet) in an post-apocalyptic setting but with a push for both originality and creativity, He grew into a bartending fox who listens to The Black Keys inside a futuristic space-land.

Mr. Foster has now since been shelved for the time being but I expect him to have a minor feature in the hobbying strip of Varlet: Fetal World Tour.