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Behold and despair, unworthy mortals, for before you sits the Demon Princess Delaroxxa!

  For the uninitiated, I’m the crazy-cool demoness that Thoreandan accidentally summoned with a bargain-bin Ouija board a few years back. But instead of ripping off a few of his limbs (a totally fair comeuppance for someone who, like, dabbles in powers he doesn’t understand), I just come and go whenever I want, and harass Dan into doing stuff for me. Like creating renders featuring yours truly (which you can see in his gallery). Since then, we’ve even become friends (although Dan’s too uptight to admit he’s friends with a demon). I have no interest in turning Dan into my thrall, though, so our relationship is strictly plutonic. Platocratic? Whatever.

  The problem is that Dan’s posts only talk about how I act around him. I mean, it’s not always about you, Dan! (And he has the nerve to call me a narcissist!) So you guys only ever see my super-cool friendly side. But the real Roxy is actually, like, a totally hot, manipulative seductress demon who gets her kicks by toying with people and exploiting their weaknesses. When some unscrupulous, over-ambitious type wants more money, or fame, or power, I offer to make it happen. All they have to do is sign a contract to serve me as a thrall for a few hundred years, give or take.

  Now you’re probably thinking, “But Roxy, only a fool would agree to a deal like that!” Well, that’s where you’re wrong, and honestly, why are you are being, like, so judgemental right now? Because that’s what everybody thinks, until there’s a hot demon-chick sitting on your lap, whispering in your ear, promising to give you everything you ever wanted. Including some playtime with the hot demon-chick. Because I’ll do whatever it takes to close the sale and persuade you to sign on the line that is dotted. You humans don’t even, like, stand a chance.

  Anyway, I decided to take matters into my own hands and set up this scene myself, so I could give you guys a little taste of what it’s like to be one of my marks—I mean, “valued customers.” It’s still kinda tame, but Dan’s still basically a prude, and I didn’t want him to literally have a heart attack when he saw what I wanted him to render. I really enjoy pushing his buttons and making him freak out, but I don’t actually want him to, like, keel over and die or anything. See, there’s that super-cool friendly side of me coming out again!

Dan would probably still have that heart attack if I clicked "submit" on this post without describing the workflow, so here goes:

Daz Studio -> Iray -> Photoshop.

Exciting. Oh, and by the way, I’m still kinda bummed that Iray has, like, nothing to do with laser beams shooting out of your eyes. Seems like false advertising, but, whatever.

- Roxy

Description
Behold and despair, unworthy mortals, for before you sits the Demon Princess Delaroxxa!

  For the uninitiated, I’m the crazy-cool demoness that Thoreandan accidentally summoned with a bargain-bin Ouija board a few years back. But instead of ripping off a few of his limbs (a totally fair comeuppance for someone who, like, dabbles in powers he doesn’t understand), I just come and go whenever I want, and harass Dan into doing stuff for me. Like creating renders featuring yours truly (which you can see in his gallery). Since then, we’ve even become friends (although Dan’s too uptight to admit he’s friends with a demon). I have no interest in turning Dan into my thrall, though, so our relationship is strictly plutonic. Platocratic? Whatever.

  The problem is that Dan’s posts only talk about how I act around him. I mean, it’s not always about you, Dan! (And he has the nerve to call me a narcissist!) So you guys only ever see my super-cool friendly side. But the real Roxy is actually, like, a totally hot, manipulative seductress demon who gets her kicks by toying with people and exploiting their weaknesses. When some unscrupulous, over-ambitious type wants more money, or fame, or power, I offer to make it happen. All they have to do is sign a contract to serve me as a thrall for a few hundred years, give or take.

  Now you’re probably thinking, “But Roxy, only a fool would agree to a deal like that!” Well, that’s where you’re wrong, and honestly, why are you are being, like, so judgemental right now? Because that’s what everybody thinks, until there’s a hot demon-chick sitting on your lap, whispering in your ear, promising to give you everything you ever wanted. Including some playtime with the hot demon-chick. Because I’ll do whatever it takes to close the sale and persuade you to sign on the line that is dotted. You humans don’t even, like, stand a chance.

  Anyway, I decided to take matters into my own hands and set up this scene myself, so I could give you guys a little taste of what it’s like to be one of my marks—I mean, “valued customers.” It’s still kinda tame, but Dan’s still basically a prude, and I didn’t want him to literally have a heart attack when he saw what I wanted him to render. I really enjoy pushing his buttons and making him freak out, but I don’t actually want him to, like, keel over and die or anything. See, there’s that super-cool friendly side of me coming out again!

Dan would probably still have that heart attack if I clicked "submit" on this post without describing the workflow, so here goes:

Daz Studio -> Iray -> Photoshop.

Exciting. Oh, and by the way, I’m still kinda bummed that Iray has, like, nothing to do with laser beams shooting out of your eyes. Seems like false advertising, but, whatever.

- Roxy