I HATE MY SCANER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ok, so i read this fic, amazeing, the auther could be the next JK Rowling, and im not exagerateing. what does JK have to do with my scaner? well, i really wanted to do a pix for it. did a scetch, looked at pix of big cat skulls to get every detail perfect, figgured out shadeing, something i suck at, and vala! one of the best pix iv ever done, every detail is perfect, it fits the tone of the scene perfectly, its exactualy as i wanted it, theres not one detail id touch! then i scanned it. my freaking scanner stretched the face makeing my masterpeice a disporportioned pile of bovine fecies! im not posting it if i dont like it, and every time i see it i want to chuck the scanner into a river, preferably one with gient carnivorour catfish. so, scanned version deleated, orignal safe, but till i find a scanner worth a paraplasmic rats pelet, its staying in the art book.