Bloody Mary

Funny thing, this was originally meant to be a self portrait... O_o

Here's this semi-realistic art thing that I made.

The problem with this is that I basically looked in a mirror, then tried to draw myself from my memory. Tip: That's a bad idea. Don't do that. I think a better idea would be to take a picture of yourself, then draw from that. Unless you think you know yourself so well... :D

Anyway, I've decided to start posting only twice a week, on Mondays and Fridays, just 'cause I'm kind of swamped otherwise. To anyone who's been watching this so far, thank you, I hope you continue to enjoy my hobby.

Also, please let me know what you think I could do to make my blog more interesting and engaging. I might start posting art tips, but that seems kind of... dumb, since I'm obviously no master. Idk, let me know please :)

Oh yeah, this is part two of the story I started last Friday.

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She wasn't expecting any resistance. The last few killings had gone smoothly: buy the equipment - with cash, of course - pick the target, then execute. Sure, in the last few days she'd been seeing warnings of "the serial killer, known as Bloody Mary," (a stupid nickname; her name wasn't even Mary) but she was a careful person and the detective force was composed mostly of incompetent idiots.

The only light on the dim alleyway came from a sputtering street lamp. Leaving the place, she'd been inconspicuous enough. Latex gloves would ensure no fingerprints. She'd dispose of the weapon as soon as possible. Had she forgotten anything? It was possible, in the rush of the moment...

Then the light dimmed for a moment. She looked up. Before her, blocking the rays from the streetlight, stood a man in a nondescript outfit. He bore no badge or mark of authority, but his eyes were concealed behind a strip of reflective black material.

The girl stared at her opponent, amused by his strange mask and apparent confidence. Did he even know who she was? He raised an empty hand, spreading his fingers toward her as though he meant to attack with telekinesis or something. She laughed. Then she drew her knife and lunged.

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This art is completely original and hand drawn by me. Credit if you repost. Thanks!

- Carina