Good night, sleep tight, don't let the bloodthirsty demons strip your very soul from your screaming throat and eat your flesh while you die a horrible, miserable, agonizingly slow death.

You know, nice, happy stuff.

Top character is Frank, bottom is Diesel. Both are murderous demons that hunt and kill for both survival and for fun.

Frank is still relatively new. His name might make you giggle, but there's nothing funny about this monster. He'll slash open your throat without a moment's hesitation, and keep grinning all the while. (Though admittedly, I still want to hug him!)

Diesel stemmed from a nightmare I had last night. I forced myself back to sleep so I could develop him as a character, even though he was trying to murder my family. Willpower, kids! He hides in the darkest corners of wherever he happens to be lurking, usually in musty cellars or back alleyways. His jaws are similar to a shark's, in that they can actually stretch out a good few inches to grab prey. While his fingers are longer than Frank's (in essence, he really only has claws attached to nubs), they're thinner and a little weaker unless he uses his thumb at the same time. His scream, louder than a lion's and just as ferocious as a dinosaur's, will make grown men fall to the floor in fear.

Frank and Diesel are cousins, if you will. Neither have eyes, just blank sockets devoid of any kind of emotion. Both are equally dangerous.

Both characters © me. Do not trace/copy/sell/reference/use in any way, thanks.