It's been 75 years since the evil witch turned me into this half-pig, half-crow, half-hellboy monstrosity.
I don't know what she got out of it, but I sure don't remember what I did to provoke her. I mean, it's been 75 years... and I don't even remember what I did last week. I had breakfast, and then remember talking to that animated lamp. But after that? I did sit at the mirror, marveling at my beak, scratching it, as I remembered beautiful Belle planting kisses on it. Ah, yes... she was fine lass, too bad it didn't last... cancer, you know... I on the other hand seem to age but not lose any life force. I may look like an old geezer, but I could rip apart any Gaston that comes my way. Eh, anyway... I'm rambling again.
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So... who do you want to be?
Old victorian dude, nah... too overdone.
Old man from NY.
Hitman who's lived for way too long?
Thanks Tadow! It sure is... it sure is...
While i'm still deciding if i want to take him the elderly Hellboy rout, I made this hand. It will be useful either way.
Waiting for updates!
hey, Krane! Thanks!
I decided not to go the hellboy rout. Main reason - I don't know anything about Hellboy.
He's going to be an elderly beast, past his prime, just trying to live his life.
If it's hellboy type creature, perhaps add the trademark mega hand?
Hey Kaspars! Nah, I"m not going to do Hellboy - I barely know anything about him, other than the fact that he is red and has a rock hand. Instead - please enjoy a nice old man with some back problems: