Back when the Camp Whispering Rock RPG was still going, I described what I envisioned Loboto's mind to look like. 'Twas a tiny dentist's office on a rather dangerous cliff overlooking a city in a sort of crater, and the city was constantly ravaged by tanks. Meanwhile, little floating teacups moved brains towards the office in a sort of conveyer belt fashion. It was so awesome. ;_; If I had any drawing talent left, I'd sketch it out.
Then the forum died. Ugh.
(I still stand by his sanity being lost due to psitanium, dagnabbit.)