Cynical (You're so)

WHY IS THERE NO CATEGORY FOR NINE INCH NAILS?*grumble grumble grumble GRR...* Anyway, this was a sketch done way to late at night, when I should have been getting ready for bed, but I was on a heavy metal sugar rush. It came out REALLY bad, but I felt I should put it up anyway. *shrug* The blue pencil was SUPPOSED to come out *glares at scanner*, but for some reason, it's still there. Yeah. No idea what Trent's doing in the picture, other than sweating *points at teeny tiny trickle of sweat running down his face and his mussed hair*. How does he do that, anyway? I mean, he's a lighter-skinned Caucasian person. And yet he doesn't even get remotely pinkish! HOW?! *head-desk* The giant blue scribble in the upper lefthand corner, by the way, was yours truly, drooling and ranting about the hotness of "hur bebe:" TRENTREZNORZMINE!!!11ONE11 NOTOUCHU!! X3.
-Mongoose

Even though I claim him as mine, and I really wish he was, Trent Reznor belongs to himself.