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Conjecture also has it that he's in possession of a tomato sniper rifle capable of firing a grape tomato up to a quarter of a mile. Silly? Yes! But by presenting himself to the world as a silly and ineffectual villain, he works under the radar of most superheroes and is thus left in peace to pursue his real goal: world domination! One morning we will all wake up as ketchup-drenched mindless zombies under his sole command! Ketchup zombies: mindless and powerful, and also nummy and good on toast! Seriously, the man's army is also a walking (well, shambling) food supply. He's a much brighter supervillain than you'd think. ... okay, okay. Seriously. A while ago, Ingrid posted to her LJ complaining about how she couldn't read her own handwriting, and was stuck on this one word. "Tormaygeler?" she asked plaintively. "Forvnaygeler? Tornmayyeter?" "Tomatogunner," I said, despite not having seen the word in question. "Seriously." Well, eventually, after much pain and struggling on everybody's part, the word was deciphered. 'Armageddon'. However, by that point it was already too late, and the Tomatogunner was a hit. Ingrid was more or less forced to write him into the Ninja and Roommate canon, then she drew a picture of him, then she wrote a Ninja and Roommate story that mentioned him, and the rest is history. I'm so proud. Anyway, in the midst of all the Tomatogunner-related giggling, I was inspired to do a quick doodle of him, using Ingrid's own sketch as reference. It came out better than it had any right to. Oddly, the best part of the doodle is the pistol-grip on the bazooka, but really, it's all at least amusing. Well, okay, his left arm and hand are way, way wonky, but to hell with it, I got to draw tomatoes. Also note the completely useless and not-so-good foreshortening. Quick sloppy coloring job, nothing terribly good or bad about it. I'm always best with skin and worst with metal. |