"I am vengeance. I am the night. I am Lolcatman!"
As part of his Aicardi Syndrome Fundraiser, Jim C. Hines issued a challenge to John Scalzi: Recreate the pose on the cover of The Taste of Night. Hines has a history of recreating the poses of women in sci-fi and fantasy cover art, but Scalzi proved no slouch in the posing department either.
Given the shape the woman's spine is in, isn't it possible the robot's just rushing her to the hospital? Also, hehe knob heads.
I can't even begin to fathom what's going on here. The title has me strangely intrigued though.
Is Reepicheep hitting on me? Well, we are at sea I guess.
"Yes I am riding an anthropomorphic bull while a winged ninja turtle chases me. You want to make something of it?"
Of all the WTF going on in this cover, the thing that concerns me the most: Where the hell is her other leg?
That's the exact face the author made when he saw this cover.
Forget the dude in the weird helmet who seems vaguely annoyed about the snake hissing at him. The weirdest thing here is that there was a Psychodrome One that sold enough to get a sequel published.
I don't remember an angry mouth who eats unicorns being in any of the books.
Didn't even know it was possible to look so uninterested in hurling spells at giant blue lizards.
Remember, when you go mountain climbing, make sure to always pack essential items. Pants, for example.
"Yes, very nice and all, but would you mind waiting until we're on a planet with an atmosphere? I seriously have no idea how you're still alive."
Can't tell if the title, or the image is more disgusting.