The year is 2053. After the devastating Chaos Dunk spiraled the world into ruin, the greatest B Ball stars were put to death for their abuse of B Ball energy.
One hero stands tall to oppose the dystopian future.
His name... is Charles Barkley, the last B Ball star on earth.
I was going for a grunge-y look for this one, so I didn't clean the lineart.
It represents the horrible future Barkley lives in, while the splashes of color represent the raw hope and slamma jamma-tude Barkley emits.
Oh, what am I saying. This is a joke piece.