Greetings, welcome to my Transylvanian castle. Leave your pitchforks, torches, and closed minds at the door. Inside I dwell, Dr. Evilbones. I am a scientist of incredible... something. Some call me mad, but I'll show them. Oh yes! I'll show them all. I don't remember exactly how many years I have been thinking, but my brain currently resides in the body of Nick Sondgeroth. He's a rather annoying little twit of 20 years that goes to school in Milwaukee, Wisconsin, of all boring as hell places, and is an... "inter-arts" major... or some other crap like that. He does visual arts, and film, although to tell you the truth, it's all pretty sub par, nothing too origional or thrilling. I'm really only stuck in this silly, scrawny body of his because he's fairly gullible, and believed me to be a door to door vacuum salesman from Walawala Washington. What a boob. Yes, so anyways, em... where was I? Yes, this is just a little diversion of mine between insulting the ignoramus that I am forced to share a body with, and making large armies of polka-powered Tuba storm troopers, to someday rule the world. Yes yes, it's a tired cliche, but I'm a mad scientist, whaddaya gonna do? I'm all for art trades, although I don't have many characters to choose from, unfortunately. I enjoy doing the random fan art here and there too. If you wish to contact me, I can be reached at 1212 Wolfman road, Transylvania, Romania, 90210. It's the large, drab grey castle on the corner, right across the street from the Dunkin Donuts, you can't miss it. Or if for some stupid reason you can't make it to Transylvania, I can be e-mailed at "interstellar_pig@hotmail.com" or typed to on AIM with the handle "DoctorEvilbones". I wish you all good luck, and happy drawing. That is, until my Tuba men break down your door. mwahaha. Oh, and if Dracula is reading this, you still owe me that flippin two bucks for the donuts, cheapskate!! You didn't even eat the donuts, I found them on my table the next day with all the cherry filling sucked out, ya big jerk!!