Luciferous Bristlecone

This pine, native to sulfureous and geyserly regions, produces cones of a diabolic nature. Its bract scales are commonly referred to as 'hell hulls.'

In a Romulan Trance

You know the one where Captain Kirk thinks he's a centaur.

Cathartic Peel

Multitasker

Compartmentalization underway.

Christopher Walken

More cowbell!

Brooch

Cocky Death

A peculiarly American kind.

simulacrum

of a benevolent spirit companion

Karl Malden

Happy 95th Birthday, Karl.

Triton

Oceans rising? It's the son of Poseidon.
Man, that dude can play a conch.

Caligulad

Little Soldier Boots poses for a bust.

My Disturbed Neighbor

I don't know what his problem is,
but his shoveling's keeping me up at night.

Reticulated Firkin Sheath

Porphyry Friar

laced with lazurite

Sentry

zoo guard

Fox Moulter

Talmadge Smoot

Flowermonger in life,
zombie cretin afterwards.

Spectre

As I was going up the stair

I saw a man who wasn’t there
He wasn’t there again today
I wish, I wish, he’d stay away.

- William Hughes Mearns

Cratered

Beings of thin-atmosphered galactic bodies are, like their planets, exposed to meteoric impact.

Latrice

urban orphan urchin

Lenin Embalmed

Mausoleum rules state no cameras.
Phooey on mausoleum rules.

Cynthia

My guardian something.

Benediction

Whistling Rock Icon

Laughing Rock Monkey

posterization

of a Fimo face

pixelation

of Fimo face

Cannonball Blurred

Human Cannonball

Melicertes 2

Melicertes, now Palaemon, remixed in typhoon mode.

Imp

I had an imp in a jam jar once. He was comfortable most days. Every so often he demanded to be let out so he could play tricks on those who he said had it coming.

He got into it up Jersey way. He'd been out all night leading Boy Scouts into the pine barrens when an APB went out for his arrest. They cornered him in Chatsworth and then squirreled him away someplace else. But I know his power of persuasion, so I'm holding onto the jam jar.

unknown

I keep looking at this one and drawing a blank.
I like him or her, though.