Here he is...the German Shepard, Sergio. Armed with his bad-ass outfit and short-barreled-UMP, standing in front of a city that has obviously seen way too many war movies in it's box offices, Sergio remains one of the only people who can keep terrorists and enemy soldiers from finishing the metropolis off (and no, he is not a Mary Sue, just a very skilled warrior with a lot of guns at his disposal). Ironically, no one in the city really thinks that he's there to help, and he has to put up with a lot of (at best) verbal abuse whenever he goes into a bar, store, whatever. The fact that he wears clothing reminiscent of the Middle-East doesn't help much either, but he doesn't give two shits for what the general populace thinks--he is merely there to do a job, and he plans on leaving when the city is no longer in danger. Sergio is the last person you would expect to get attached to somebody emotionally.

I've been drawing all of these for the last two months, and my art style has changed so that, over time, I've done less full-body pictures and more close-up pictures. Obviously, I've been uploading all of my pictures in no particular order now that (most) of them are scanned onto my computer, so if you see a variable rise and fall of certain elements in my pictures, this is the reason.