[ For the Make Ugly contest ]
I finally finished my old lineart of Jeff The Killer, but found it more suitable for the contest than anything else. It shows what one can become after the effects of smoking and such. It unleashes a monster deep within oneself that feeds on individuals, oneself, and sucks the life out of everything around it.
I know from experience, with my mother. She snaps each time she doesn't have a cigarette in hand and often will "borrow" money in order to buy packs for herself. I love her and she is getting better, but she's not quite there yet.
If I do win this, although I doubt my abilities to do so, I'd probably use most of the money to help things out around here, like paying off stuff for the long run and purchasing a few things we really need, like a new car. I don't know, really. I just hope I get this.
[ Jeff The Killer, the creepypasta itself, does not belong to me whatsoever. ]