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Wow, its been a while!
The third installment of my tarot set - The Empress. Tranquil is a very old and dear character to me that survives a major catastrophe - and then lives long enough to raise a large family.
The Empress - in this deck, represents rebirth, creation, and a nurturing soul. How lucky am I to have the perfect character for her?
I am really enjoying this art series! In two days I've knocked out another one of my favorite characters of Aqua's - you can find her if you look up "Jevereux" on Neopets. This character has undergone some big metamorphosis in the past few months, and I can't be happier with how this character has grown.
The Eye of God plot is an interesting plot with a lot of moving parts. Jev would be considered a demon - since she has developed horns - however she was not formed as most demons are formed. I chose her for the High Priestess because she embodies many aspects of this card; wisdom, balance and the future. Someday, I really do hope I can make a splash page with all of my plots listed!
On the end of a pretty bad cold, I've finally finished the art secret santa exchange for my Neopets guild! So last night I started a project I've always wanted to do....a set of the Major Arcana cards with our characters! I love playing around with the meaning, and incorporating bits of the classical cards blended with character clues from our writing.
My first card (I'm waiting to do The Fool for last) features Aqua's character, Set - a strange man who lives quietly in Ingraed's home. Unlike most in his posse, Set is mysterious and quiet - a Clairvoyant in our plot that features technology and magic. His cards have very special qualities - I wonder what they mean? Aqua, you need to write more on him for us. If you're interesting in finding him on Neopets, you can find him under the pet name "Uninviting"
Finally made a HA for Theo.
There was something jarring about his wake-up, though there wasn't a particular sound that pulled him from his groggy sleep, bits of eye gunk crumbling from his ducts as he sat up in bed. No, it wasn't a sound: it was a realization that struck him so suddenly and completely, that he was now wide awake. Had it really already been two weeks? Samuel gropped his wrist for his watch, pressing one of the buttons on the side of its face to hear a mechanical voice rattle off "1:21 PM - July 26th" "Well, I'll be damned." He mumbled sleepily to no one, rubbing the last remnants of dust from his eyes before standing up. Bones cracked beneath his weight and muscles, still yet to receive the memo from his brain, unwillingly pulled into an uncomfortable stretch that made a dizziness sweep over him but passed almost instantly. Carefully, he shuffled around the living room table and into the kitchen, his ears pricked, on high alert for any movement in the house. Tentatively, he called. "Mom?" But no answer followed. "Dad?" This call, too, remained unanswered. A long shot, he had reasoned silently to himself, but a letdown all the same. They truly hadn't returned yet.
It's a harsh reality to find out you've only ever drawn 7 of your current characters. <3 Also I've spent the first day of my Christmas break making a spreadsheet landing page to automatically tally totals from other pages because that's what cool kids do.
Writing Exercise: Dreams
It landed upon him like the sick moist smell of rot, the instant and all-consuming inky blackness of night. It was overcast above, and coupled with the 9PM blackout below - he struggled to make the edges of the buildings as he flew past them. His fingers stung with the effort of each grab, shaking under the sprinting conditions in which he found himself jumping from rooftop to rooftop. He could hear them behind him - two men, struggling for breath without an ounce of grace as they attempted and failed at matching his pace.
Sinclair Parker, of course, knew how to control his breathing even though his lungs tore at his ribs for more air. The pain caused tears to threaten the holds of his eyelids, but what's more than just being embarrassing; his vision threatened to add to his precarious position via way of wavering reflections. He propelled himself out of a lengthening leap with the palm of his hand, and caught his gasp in his throat as he felt the crumbling older building give way just a fraction of an inch under him.
Oh my goodness...I started those emotion practice sheets in the prior weeks and I really wanted to flex those new muscles in a proper portrait. Well, that turned into a full body, then that turned into a background, then that turned into rendering and trying out new brushes and...well anyway, meet Bahal Ciid. This is Aqua's character on Subeta, and his character is in our And When They Called plot. He plays opposite of my Sabra. Here's a blurb from the author herself: "Bahal Ciid, so named by the explorers who previously stepped foot in this realm, is a sea serpent - and perhaps the most dangerous of them all. Rumored to have been "so cruel that he was cast out by the sea itself", Bahal Ciid is forced to live the remainder of his life on an isolated, sandy bit of land...until newcomers arrive. Released from his prison, but still under the control of a mysterious horn carved of his own, detached one, he has no choice but to behave himself. Unable to escape into the sea, he has found himself a new prison: trapped on a boat alongside the humans he once despised and forced to interact with hundreds of dangerous, cute, odd and just plain annoying creatures such as the gnome (featured, in hand) until the humans can return to their rightful world.
Writing Exercise: Mani
Mani chose his footfalls carefully, his journey to the top of the hill a painstaking one. He leaned heavily upon his walking stick, a rhythmic deep clicking sound accompanying him as his left hip popped with every step. His eyes were covered with a misty white veil, obscuring all but the nearest and brightest of colors, so most of his journey would rely on touch alone - this would not be difficult, seeing as he had made this path hundreds of times.
It was so exciting working on the character workshop!!! After lots of time and work, I finished with the 'exalted' familiar. How exciting! The prompt for this little drawing was "a selfie style picture", and I took the meaning quite literally. Alex would be the type of character that would really enjoy taking selfies, if they existed in her world. So, I had some fun with it!
Also, here is a more formal draw up of Alex, including her wires this time....her wires are paramount to her transfer of energy, but they're so intricate to draw that I had never made a proper reference picture for her. Also, her hair!!!!
I'm finally earning my Wings of Virtue in my Neopets guild! I was super nervous to draw someone else's character again...but something about Lix just really spoke to me. Steph has created a very unique and visually stunning character that incorporates her labbie reality into her story as a shapeshifter! I am honored to make something for a character such as this one, and I really hope you like it!
A little bit of emotion practice! I'm so exhausted of having my pictures look like fascinated dead fish with longrange stares. This is Matt, a character I created probably around 2005, and has been created and frozen so many times that I don't have him on any petsite. I need to fix this - he's truly a jewel of a character that goes through so much character development. I begin his story when he is around 13, and in his current story arc he is in his 40's with two kids and a much better life. Honestly, it was nice to see him laughing after what I put this poor man through!
Writing Exercise: Ehuang
Ehuang awoke to a burning cold prickling her skin, the tell-tale feeling that one gets when a stinging insect's poison floods over their consciousness. She curled up in her bed, doubling over in pain as the pinpricks of discomfort washed over her, starting from her toes and finally cresting up over her head before starting to grow at her toes again. No, this was no kind of insects...thousands of them, maybe, but not just one.
Moros' Lookup on Characteresque
Moros Van Yorke is, by all accounts, an odd-one. Born into a prominent family of light witches, they expected nothing but greatness from their son given his strong lineage but what they weren't expecting was...Moros; an strange, dark and sadistic child who willed the darkness by corrupting the light. From that time on, they knew he would be nothing more than trouble. Years passed and their sentiments only furthered their belief that their son could never be one of them; he didn't quite fit it but Moros never seemed to mind. In fact, he loathed his family so greatly that when he was handed an ultimatum, an out from the life he had been forced into: he jumped at the chance for freedom. Out on his own, Moros found a new group, one of misfits and freaks like himself that were tired of being disrespected and pushed around by both witches and haffities alike - they seemed like a good time, if only for a little while. But their leader, an equally wicked being so foul and feared that he had a stronghold all his own, captures Moros' eye.
Who knows what he's thinking but something is going on behind Moros pitch black eyes.
Character Lookup: Miseria
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Miseria's Lookup on Neopets
There are worlds where lines are drawn not in the sand, but in stone - each person is either good or bad, with not an in between. Miseria grew up in this world; one of many sons branching from a prominent figure in the world’s oldest Light Coven family. He is a Van Yorke - and with the name came great strength and pride. Like all Van Yorke children, he was expected to begin cultivating his basic Light abilities far younger than any other child from other families; and then to begin creating new and dangerous new powers before his debut.
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It was far better than he expected. A very practiced look of delicately raised eyebrows and narrowed eyelids washed over him. His sharp eyes wandered to his half-sister, who mirrored his look of absolute scandal.
"You want us to find Moros? There must be someone far more expendable-" she began.
"Not says your grandfather." Their father looked right through them. "You leave tomorrow."
Miseria lead his sister out of the sitting room. The situation had been decided after all - clearly, there is no argument. When he finally released her hand, her touch had left bright red indentations in his palms that made him feel lightheaded.
"Oh, honestly, stop your crying." he droned, unlocking their home's front door. The idea of tracking down Moros (his half brother) filled him with delight and fear. The excitement of leaving the Van Yorke coven made his heart throb in his chest, screaming for release.
When he turned back to her, she stood inches from his face - pupils narrowed to pinholes, almost unfocused. He could feel his body react to the familiar look by habit; she drew out of him a deep electric hum, the feeling of his energy seeping into the soil all around him as she flaunted her absolute control over his powers.
"If I didn't know any better." she whispered, her breath hot and far too close. "I would think you're excited to leave."
With his face utterly expressionless in the wake of her insanity, Miseria said the words he so knew she desperately wanted to hear. "Why on earth would I want to leave, if it meant leaving you behind?"