Rob drops his cigarette on the ground and steps on it twisting his foot back and forth before returning to his garage locking the door behind him. He walks over to his work bench where all of his tattoo equipment is set up. The setup is just like you would see at his tattoo shop. Saran wrap laid down incase ink spills and to help make it easier to clean up when he is done. A few rows of ink caps all filled with different colors and a cup of water needed to rinse the needles of the his tattoo machines.
He sits down and puts on his black rubber gloves before picking up one of his tattoo machines and starts attaching the needle. The first machine is sets up for all the line work and small details he will add in the end. Another machine is used for filling in color and and shading. He turns his power supply on and plugs in his footswitch and clip cord and does a quick test of each machine before he can start working on the final tattoo he needs to finish something he has been working on for months.
Normally before starting a tattoo of any size the artist would have everything drawn beforehand and have a stencil made of the tattoo and use it to transfer the image from paper to skin. This is done so the customer can see what the tattoo would look like on them before going forward with it. Rob made them all the time but this tattoo was different. This tattoo was going to be done freehand and didn't need the customers approval before he started. Laying face down and naked on an old massage table was Rob's next canvas. The body of a young homeless man from Rob's neighborhood.
Rob found him in the middle of the park sitting on the same bench he uses most nights for a place to sleep. The needle used to pump heroin in his veins was still in his arm as he laid there motionless from overdosing. Rob pulled the needle out and tossed it into the bushes behind the bench before picking the man up placing him over his shoulder. Robs heart starts to beat faster and faster as he walks back to his car. He knows this is the last piece he needs to finish it.
Rob steps down on his footswitch and the buzzing sound from this tattoo machine fills the garage. He dips the tip of the machine into a cap filled with black ink before he starts the tattoo. As the needles pierced the skin the machine goes from a loud buzz to a soft humming sound. Rob takes his time pulling the first line of black ink on down his victims back. After the first few lines have been made Rob starts to speed up to get the tattoo done as quickly as he can.
Seven hours later and Rob is done with the tattoo. A huge exploding pirate ship is now covering the mans back. Large dark blue waves and a dark sky surround the pirate ship. Parts of the ship are flying off in different directions while the ship is engulfed in by flames. In Rob's eyes its perfect and all he needs to do now is remove the skin from the mans back and start the process of preserving it for his mural.
This last piece would complete the huge human skin mural of a ocean battle between two fleets of ships, The mural took up almost half of a wall it was hanging on in Rob's garage from the ceiling to the floor. There was ten ships involved in the battle. One ship had a giant octopus wrapped around it pulling the ship into the ocean while another ship was being crushed by huge waves. Standing back and looking at his masterpiece, Rob couldn't believe it was almost done. All he had to do was attach the last patch of skin and that was it.
Rob knew he could never show anyone the art hanging in his garage. He couldn't display patches of skin sewn together it at a art gallery or post pictures online without the possibility someone reporting him to the police. As much as he wanted to share his art, keeping it hidden away from the outside world hanging in his garage was good enough for him.
Sitting down looking at the many patches of skin hanging on the wall he thought he would feel the satisfaction of completing a one of a kind mural. Instead, all he could think about was how he could take this kind of art to the next level.
DarkKeny, brother of two-time WOTM winner Jorick, wins this month's competition with a tattoo artist's tale which ends with a shocking turn for the morbid with his creation of a human skin mural. Keny's entry was a clear winner far surpassing the others, and for good reason, with an interesting concept and great execution which, according to the reviews, had no major flaws. The win was well-deserved, and it's impressive to know that a dynasty of WOTM winners seems to be coming out of Keny and Jorick's family.
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I now encourage all writers who participated this month to use the next couple days to reveal themselves and respond to comments/critique given before the next Guidelines thread is up.