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After many days and nights of composing, Erik finally takes a long awaited rest. Sometimes he will sleep for days, you know.

And finally you all get a sneak peak at how I have designed Erik's room. Of course, you cannot tell much from this image, but it should give you a feel for it. You will see it later in the comic.
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rather lean for a composer, no?

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I used to be here, but now I'm gone.
oooooh! his room...... can;t wait to see more of it.
and thereby see more facets of his personality!


very nice work here....
i like how the light is behind him and around him is all dark, and such...

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I corrupt people.... >= D
Do you do your coloring by hand, or on the computer? I like the lighting on this and I was wondering how you did it.

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He who fights monsters must take care not to become a monster himself,
and when you gaze long into an abyss


the abyss gazes into you.
A composer by night, assassin by day.

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THE IRON-GIBBET

"And what is in a branch? There's a gibbet! That is why I call my forest the torture chamber!"
This was painted digitally.

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THE IRON-GIBBET

"And what is in a branch? There's a gibbet! That is why I call my forest the torture chamber!"
He's a starving artist, of course he's lean. He probably doesn't even eat while he's composing, lol. I bet he forgets to.

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"...But again, you can encounter a crazy person whether you have your pants on or not."
--Charlie Todd, Improv Everywhere
ah, that explains it then.

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I used to be here, but now I'm gone.
ah yes, i can relate.
...though i'm none too lean >.>

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I used to be here, but now I'm gone.
I think it may be your best piece to date hun, and in all honesty, my favorite *save the one you did for me ^^*

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A little piece of paper with a picture drawn,
Floats on down the street till the wind is gone,
The memory now is like the picture was then,
When the paper’s crumpled up it can’t be perfect again.

Forgotten by Linkin Park
So far it has been said that he may not eat much at all. He has never been seen eating. He is a truly interesting specimen.

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THE IRON-GIBBET

"And what is in a branch? There's a gibbet! That is why I call my forest the torture chamber!"

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