Outta This World, 2015 (continuing project)
Photos by Tayler Smith and Jessica Pettway

Hey Everyone!
Jess and I have been working on this project for quite some time now and we have a solid idea of where we would like to see our aliens go.
Our current issue in moving forth with the project is our low budget for props and costuming. Being able to source more materials for this project will give it the extra production value that we have envisioned as we move forward. 
If you are able and would like to help us and our aliens, we would be forever grateful for your generosity-

My paypal email to donate to this project is: ubertayler@gmail.com

Thank you so much!
We can’t wait to continue to take you on this journey through our planet and hope you’ll stick with us for the ride!

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Completely stupid, random headcanon with no basis in anything other than my own amusement.

OK so, post-Fury Road, the War Boys still settle disputes as they always have– with physical aggression. Fistfights, whatever, etc. But this irks Furiosa and bothers the former-wives. They’re trying to steer the War Boys towards a more peaceful existence. One day, Cheedo is meeting with some of the War Boys working in some part of the Citadel, so she can report back to Furiosa. A fistfight breaks out and she freaks out and begs the fighters to stop.

“He insulted me!” snarls one of the Boys that’s fighting. “How else am I gonna settle this?!”

Cheedo, intimidated and panicking a little, blurts the first thing that comes to mind and squeaks out, “D…dancing?”

So. Imagine. Imagine the War Boys settling their differences from then on. With. DANCE BATTLES. Imagine that. They’d get way too into it of course and go 10000% overboard with it. It starts with solo dance-offs and then it evolves and gets out of control. Dance squads forming, squad alliances forming, choreographed routines unique to each squad, dance wars that last for like hours. Coma and the taiko drummers have a new job– dance battle jams.

The number of broken noses and black eyes at the infirmary goes way down– but the number of twisted ankles skyrockets.

Cheedo, seeing what she has spawned, is just like, “…..Well, at least they’re not hitting each other anymore? Ha ha….”

Bonus extra headcanon: War Boys keep challening Nux (who’s totally still alive) because they’re like “LMAO it’s Nux he’ll fall on his ass watch this it’ll be hilarious.” Plot twist: Nux is a natural at it and has the sickest dance moves out of all the War Boys. No one can out-dance Nux. He is invincible. Pretty soon no one challenges him anymore except really arrogant youngsters and the older Boys are like “DO YA WANT TO GET YA FECKIN ASS KICKED HE’LL DESTROY YA”. Capable is the world’s proudest girlfriend. The only one who can out-dance Nux in the entire Citadel is the Dag.