In the twilight hours you enter a musky smelling basement apartment. Loud thrash metal playing on the stereo. The earthy smell of some excellent herb mingles in the air with the greasy, savory fast food aromas…

Before you, the sole denizen of this fetid hole of gluttony and unadulterated hedonism… a massively obese, barely even mobile hyena. With the wave of a finger, and a slightly growly baritone voice, he beckons you deeper into his abyss. That glint in his eye. He wants something from you… is it more food? More weed? Or perhaps his appetite is more lascivious in nature. You feel like it’s probably a bit of all these things. Once again, he’s calling you over to him…

What do you do?

What... do... you... do?!

So, this is a little project I've been keeping under my folds for about a week now... and I've been chomping at thbit to drop this one on you guys! Finally finished inking it and scanning it in today. Than I took a couple big bong rips and got a little artsy-fartsy with the colors, and I think I reeeaaally like the results of this unexpected experiment. Really fits the mood of the piece too, methinks. So, input is appreciated.

P.S. - I really want my future to look like this (I'm not too far away as it is, yet, still so much "work" to be done)