Junky junk that's been sitting on my desktop. Seems like all of these are more or less based off of doodles on envelopes I did while waiting for Wz's to pop.
Haha no idea. I just love the look of big black oily explosions. It seemed to fit with the grunge of a bounty hunter life. Living on the edge, paycheck to paycheck
For some reason I can imagine her stuck in the ground rigid like a thrown spear. Couple of other bounty hutners come over and pull her out the ground, stand her up, she then says "that's right Cindy, it's 23 minutes past the hour, and now here's the Buckinghams, with kind of a drag," before she conks out.
What happened to her Jetpack anyway? It get shot or was it poorly maintained?