"Just admit it...you like me"
"So...like, you're lyin' on the battlefield with an arrow for a decoration, and everybody homes in on it like a beacon and they start pryin' it out WHILE you're conscious, and you're thinkin' "Ahh! Don't trouble yourselves, just leave it in there for goodness' sake! I got it first, it's mine! Don't touch it! I can use it to hang stuff on and--aahh!" And then when you finally faint from all the pain, they shake you and shout your name and try to wake you up, and you're thinkin' "Heeeeeeell no, I ain't comin' back to that! Why d'you think I fainted in the first place?!" Then they get all frantic-like and such and start hollerin' "Don't die on me, man!" and you're thinkin' "The only one gonna die here is you if you don't quit shaking me!""
-Jason, on getting shot-
Hee, Jason is one of my favorite characters, and I somehow haven't drawn him since 2003. o_O; I discovered this criminal fact when putting together his art-progress chart, and had to remedy it immediately. Painting this took far too long, but it was very good anatomy practice, hee. The words "Mine- Leave it be!" are etched in the wood of his crossbow, if you're wondering what the letters are. XD The background is actually from another pencil piece I was working on, but never finished.