Written Discovery: Mad Max and the Thunderdome


Picture the Thunderdome.  A shadow filed, iron caged, dome with a dirt floor the color of rust from recently spilled blood.  The moving shadows are created by the post-apocalyptic spectators hanging along the outside of the cage, clad in various leather costumes with open sores oozing puss.  You are Mad Max, you have a whistle, and your opponent is Master Blaster, a physically intimidating champion controlled by a small genius.  “Two men enter, one man leaves!  Two men enter, one man leaves.”