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1st off, BOTH GUYS!!! yes, there are no women in this picture. now that that's out of the way, this is my thoroughly belated Valentine's day piece, dedicated to my bestest friend in the whole wide world,
FULL VIEW RECCOMMENDED... FOR DETAILS: [link] sorry the pieces of the scan don't all align perfectly p.s. yes, i skimped on the tattoo on Adramalech's hand... i had a migraine headache by that time time spent: unsure... over 100 hours (my hands will be grey for several days now) i think i'm gonna take a break from drawing for a couple days tools used: 0.5 mechanical pencil, 9XXB extra smooth crayon graphite pencil for darkest parts, blending sticks, white pen ink for a few of the finer white lines, all on illustration board references used: a pic of Adramalech's tattoo on his hand, and [link] for Adramalech's hair, the cross on his forehead, etc. character inspirations: Renae was a mild inspiration for O'brea EDIT: updated with a better pieced together scan... oh, and i sorta signed it and added another watermark... O'brea Passe © Nicolette Wagner, created around 1998 Adramalech © Jennifer Hopkins ( |
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This crowd's not ready for Slayer...
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This crowd's not ready for Slayer...
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my art website
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Mr. Burns: Ahh, fresh victims for my ever-growing army of the undead
Smithers: Sir, you have to take your finger off the button.
Mr. Burns: Oh, son of a bi-!
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Mr. Burns: Ahh, fresh victims for my ever-growing army of the undead
Smithers: Sir, you have to take your finger off the button.
Mr. Burns: Oh, son of a bi-!
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"the little pink-haired bundle of awesome" - =hotaru-sama666
"So this is how liberty dies - with thunderous applause." - Padme Amidala
Nice shading, I'm amazed
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Mr. Burns: Ahh, fresh victims for my ever-growing army of the undead
Smithers: Sir, you have to take your finger off the button.
Mr. Burns: Oh, son of a bi-!
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Mr. Burns: Ahh, fresh victims for my ever-growing army of the undead
Smithers: Sir, you have to take your finger off the button.
Mr. Burns: Oh, son of a bi-!
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