I did this ages ago and thought I might post it here before I get into the real nitty-gritty of my usual pixel work: trees.

It is from a story I have been working on in the back of my mind for ages about a police state run by magical girls, and before your inner Freud gets too hard at work on that bit of information, know that I am perfectly aware of how big a nerd that must make me. :y

Anyway, the image: an illumina in her late twenties with a flamethrower. She is relatively immune to the heat the weapon creates, but not to the fumes, and hence the mask. Illuminae, in general, are more concerned with mobility than protection from bullets.

There are twenty-three colours and a transparency value and that is a bit more than I should like, but that's just the way the turnip tumbles. I have been thinking of making an animated version but I probably will never get around to it. Too lazy, you know...

Anyway, yeah. There you go. :D