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The more I got to actually looking at my previous Lives for Hire lineup, the more I became pressed to do another to follow. Month by month these characters have a tendency to grow as well as adapt to the things that their own world and existence throws at them. My depictions hardly ever do them justice, for all my trying, though I do hope there is some accuracy in this time around. This was a labor of the bitter and the sweet, of love and of frustration.

Thus, this piece concludes the second time that I have taken to drawing all of my LfH characters together in a single space. There are flaws, mistakes, and reasonable errors, but I am simply too overjoyed at having this completed to care otherwise. All five of them had much input onto this piece, and the details are where the devils may hide.

Left to Right -

Monster Corps-
Hosting quite the stance there, sword drawn and cigarette smoldering lazily between your lips. Yet again your jacket was the most impossible thing in the history of the entire world to draw. Seems like the design would be easy enough to render, yet too many pressed moments where spent in relative agony.

Horror Hare-
Where did that creeper jacket come from? Should I be worried by those knives? From the look of irritation on your face I should be. Not entirely sure how I would feel if you were to stab someone. Let's hope we don't find out.

Doctus Urchin-
Arber - you are absolute torture. Every detail on that face of yours screams to me in remembered pain. Why can't you, at the very least - smile? Plus ... you are out on patrol in the desert - and yet, you put on your nicest vest and tie? Who are you trying to impress out there in the middle of the wastes? At least you'd make a dapper corpse.

Cosmic Karma-
Karma. Watch your gun. Maybe you should just put that back in the holster for safe-keeping. Liking the return of the mask, though, and your pose just screams ... I need a hero.

Call Me Jack-
You cause so much trouble, yet here you were the easiest to draw. Your easy smirks and Cheshire grins, your boyish good looks and winning smiles. It is really too bad that you are Charlie Sheen.

This time I am already far past insane.

Enjoy.

Jack/Karma/Monster/Urchin/Hare belong to themselves
Artwork belongs to Me

Don't steal, ect.

Description
The more I got to actually looking at my previous Lives for Hire lineup, the more I became pressed to do another to follow. Month by month these characters have a tendency to grow as well as adapt to the things that their own world and existence throws at them. My depictions hardly ever do them justice, for all my trying, though I do hope there is some accuracy in this time around. This was a labor of the bitter and the sweet, of love and of frustration.

Thus, this piece concludes the second time that I have taken to drawing all of my LfH characters together in a single space. There are flaws, mistakes, and reasonable errors, but I am simply too overjoyed at having this completed to care otherwise. All five of them had much input onto this piece, and the details are where the devils may hide.

Left to Right -

Monster Corps-
Hosting quite the stance there, sword drawn and cigarette smoldering lazily between your lips. Yet again your jacket was the most impossible thing in the history of the entire world to draw. Seems like the design would be easy enough to render, yet too many pressed moments where spent in relative agony.

Horror Hare-
Where did that creeper jacket come from? Should I be worried by those knives? From the look of irritation on your face I should be. Not entirely sure how I would feel if you were to stab someone. Let's hope we don't find out.

Doctus Urchin-
Arber - you are absolute torture. Every detail on that face of yours screams to me in remembered pain. Why can't you, at the very least - smile? Plus ... you are out on patrol in the desert - and yet, you put on your nicest vest and tie? Who are you trying to impress out there in the middle of the wastes? At least you'd make a dapper corpse.

Cosmic Karma-
Karma. Watch your gun. Maybe you should just put that back in the holster for safe-keeping. Liking the return of the mask, though, and your pose just screams ... I need a hero.

Call Me Jack-
You cause so much trouble, yet here you were the easiest to draw. Your easy smirks and Cheshire grins, your boyish good looks and winning smiles. It is really too bad that you are Charlie Sheen.

This time I am already far past insane.

Enjoy.

Jack/Karma/Monster/Urchin/Hare belong to themselves
Artwork belongs to Me

Don't steal, ect.