They say god doesn't shut a door without opening a window...or something. Zandra was just getting home in nothing but a towel after the incident destroyed her last job when she got a phone call from a publicist that witnessed the whole event. He seemed rather enthusiastic as he spoke of a new, simpler offer; waving around ad signs for his sponsors. The money seemed awfully generous too, so she agreed without hesitation.

Next day she arrived at the warehouse a bit confused to find several signs, all of which dozens of feet in size. It was only then the publicist explained she was to wear them all while being 80 feet tall...

Thankfully the people of Pointbreak City stopped their panicked screams around the third lap through downtown. But the gig was still insanely boring and made her wonder if anyone was even paying attention to her signs. Oh well, at least she made rent for the next couple of months.


Drawn by  inu-jean