Ah, doodles of my own character(s).  What more is there to say?

First, there's Quinn, of course, first in black and white, then in color.  In various states of cuteness and species . . .

And how can we forget Quinn's big brother Pete?  He's big, he's buff. . . but he's a big pussy.  Really.

Of course, those two wouldn't have gotten far without their friends, Hope and Manic.  I suppose I should say something sappy here. . . but I won't.

They aren't my only characters though. . . there's a fledgeling mage I used to play by the name of Tristan that kinda ran away on me.   But that's alright, because he left Dusk in his wake.  And who doesn't love giant bunnies?

Unfortunately, not all my attempts at characters always worked out.  Kyle (my first macro) and Dot (first micro) bombed from the moment of their conception.  Thankfully, they drug this rather nasty looking dragon with them. . .  which was good, or I'd have to find a Jedi or martial artist to kick his tail.