He writes impossible things and paints what he shouldn't. When his current meatshell begins to decay, he'd like science to put his brain into a giant killer octopus body with which he promises to be very responsible and not even slightly shipwrecky. Pinky swear.
Want a sketch? Minutes = dollars. Tell me what you want, and i'll do everything i can in the timeframe you give me! If you don't want it publicly posted on my social media (maybe it's a secret gift?) e-mail me at firstname.lastname@example.org to let me know you want it delivered privately.