"You see these scars, heathen? They are proof of the Emperor's protection, of his mercy and his love! Dare you deny him, and force me to reveal to you that same touch, when roused in hate!?"
Subtelty is not common in the Imperial dogma.
I drew this character because I just needed to get her out of my mind and on paper, so that I could move on to other characters (more valid ones) that needed to be sketched out. I was asked to come up with a character for a potential Rogue Trader RPG (which I'm kinda picturing as Pirates of Dark Water in The Future while In Space) and came up with a deranged Imperial Missionary. Sadly, I was later informed that it was expected that I would play the Rogue Trader himself, so I came up with a new concept and moved on (figuring that my fellow players would not appreciate a leader whose solution to every situation was "if it can be set on fire, it's not a real problem").
I still like this character, though.
Edit: Holy cow - check out this wonderful coloring work Aegresen did! [link]
God, I lost count how long this took. Maybe nine hours? More? Yeah, more than that. Somewhat satisfied in the end, though. We got our mekkie, toting around his nice, brand spankin' new shokk attack gun. Along with his little bag o' nasty, filled up with squigs of all varieties. Squigs don't like to be kept in bags. Badly-drawn bags, to boot.
I'll be drawin' up some 'nids later.
Comment/ critique/ feedback/ opinions. For de WAAAGH, boyz an' ladeez. We needz ta look our bestest!