Steve walks warily down the street
his brim pulled way down low.
Ain't no sound but the sound of his feet,
machine guns ready to go.

Are you ready? Are you ready for this? Are you hangin' on the edge of your seat?

Out of the doorway the bullets rip, repeating to the sound of the beat!


Now that's out of the way I can quietly sob in the corner as I recover from the frustration this picture has caused me and REJOICE in the fact that it's DONE.

Originally sketched on paper scanned fixed and then painted in SAI.
I hope this is everything you were hoping for  electricfox777 cause I don't have much more in me on this one ;3;

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Art © Wretched