Attention Odyssey Project mods! If you need this image in a larger size, please let me know! As I am selling prints, I have set it to not allow downloads of the large original image!
The creature sharing his body struggled to escape the pain, to fight back, but not while he still held some control. He felt a tingling pressure reverberating through him. The bones of his mouth cracked and split, his teeth melting away and forming a hard cephalopod beak.
Submission for Odyssey Project II chapter 6 (winner).
Hm, feeling kind of like I may be running out of ideas now, and also that I didn't spent enough time planning out my painting before I started in with the ink. I didn't have enough time to do a second try at the painting though, so I hope you still enjoy this.
I'm wondering what's going to happen now with the story. The monster's still changing Paul and Maya is still fighting with him. Two chapters left to wrap it up. I'm wondering how everything is going to conclude, and really hoping that it's not going to be a simple case of, then the monster died, the end.
Mr. Squiddlydiddly here (an Illithid, going by the name of Malincorian, whom I've been puttering around with lately) loves all brains equally, be the owners of said brains be gay, straight, lesbian, bisexual, transgender, pansexual, asexual, whatever. They're all equally tasty in their own unique ways. Although, happy brains are always the best, so Mal would appreciate it if stupidly ignorant folks quit ruining the tasty happiness of others. If the problem persists, Mal isn't above going on a spree and eating the offenders. That is all...
Clothed or buck naked, Mal is always in purple. ;D - - -
Well, this is my submission for Spirit Day. I wanted something purple and something that I could use fairly quickly. Then it hit me: 'Ah ha! I do have a certain something that I can put out there!' So, yeah. That's Mal. In a rainbow gradient robe. Hearting at something. It's got the colors I was wanting so...yeah. <D;
It greatly saddens and infuriates me that folks are bullying others to the point where they consider or commit suicide over what their sexuality is. Love is love is love is love. Love isn't about gender. It's about the joy and wholeness one feels when they find the other soul that completes them.
The hate needs to stop.
My name is Melissa. I am bisexual, and today I wore purple.