Age of Apocalypse Cover

God. I am so beyond sick of working on this. The amount of time I've put into this is astounding. I can only roughly guess what it is. I'd wager on more than 80 hours total. Dx

Yeah. So. I have serious doubts that I'll win anything, but it was fun in the meantime. ^^
Ew. I need to go wash my face. Don't you hate that grimy feeling at the end of the day? Well, if you don't, you obviously don't understand why I'm complaining about it so you can probably stop reading and eat a sandwich. Or read a book. Or possibly full view and fav this little baby. Oh, you know you want to. You can't resist it. It's, like, the compelling finger of doom. Without the capital 'D' because it isn't important enough yet. Or ever? I dunno. It's getting late, and I'm getting confused. I should've listened to my keen mind and gone to bed at 11:30, but no . . . I just keep on runnning and running and running. You know I've done stuff like this before, right? I just don't shut up. It's hilarious. I type paragraphs of conversations that must apparently be with myself, conversations I know no one will care about, but hope they read anyways, just because they're random and quite stressful on my time and fingers - .

I'll shut up.
Thanks for the wonderful lineart, Mark Brooks! I swear, DA is your bitch.
(I just lost the vote of people who don't support profanity. Dx)

Oh, and I couldn't've finished and made it so pretty without the help of my watchers and a very special Victor Navone.

Programo!: Photoshop of the 7.0 variety.
Time: Over 80 hours. Easily.
Staple: Mint. Chip. Ice. Cream.

[edit] Oops. Forgot, here're some details. They're from an earlier version, so they're probably slight altered in the final version: [link]