brains: it's what's for EVERY SINGLE MOMENT AS I MUST APPEASE MY UNDEAD HUNGER BRAAAAAAAAAAINS

( surveyishness, because typing instead of eating breakfast is fun )

lj-cut? LJ-CUT? NO LJ-CUT FOR YOU

Meet Kestrel. She marks my first attempt at something approaching cel-style shading. She also gets to hang around in front of a crap background that took way too long to do. The trees started life as part of a photo taken by chrisxk, and I manipulated said photo without permission, for I am evil. Plus I know he'd give me permission if I asked anyway.

I really, really like Gargoyles. Can you tell?

Also, from m-w.com:
Main Entry: kes-trel
Pronunciation: 'kes-tr&l
: any of various small chiefly Old World falcons (genus Falco) that usually hover in the air while searching for prey: as a : a common Eurasian falcon (F. tinnunculus) b : an American falcon (F. sparverius) having a reddish brown back and tail and bluish gray wings

So now you know.

I thought it was rather witty of me, really

Mr. Sock-Zombie calls a request for Undead (The Zombie-Sweater Song) to the band. Ultraviolet Catastrophe set down their glasses of Zarkoff Punch and begin playing Undead (The Zombie-Sweater Song). Mr. Sock-Zombie says "if you want to destroy my sweater... eat my BRAINS as I walk away..."