Damn I Am Pretty

Artist, Writer, Nerd, Weirdo. I art, I write, and I make comics every once and awhile.  

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Wait a minute...I can't read! Haha jk, this is a spicy romance novel.

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dramatically raising the dead like

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Undeadname is my current comic project, finally getting to the point where I can start penciling pages. Its about Noir Bedarte, necromancer with a heart of gold, trying to help an undead in dire straits out- ending with a run into the woods. For Noir, necromancy is social work for the undead people of society.

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Inktober starts today! The yearly challenge to turn one's October as an artist into a mess of black ink, paper, and eventually, effort. This marks my third year taking on the black and white objective. It's something that has helped me improve as an artist, especially in the "getting shit done" department. This year I got my own theme and prompts. Fae. Sprites. Goblins, from Sawlins to Dirtlins. If you want to follow this, I'll be posting it on my instagram and twitter too: Http://www.instagram.com/damniampretty Http://www.twitter.com/sighter LOST One comes to see why they call it the wild. Because one feels bewildered by it. The trail is gone. Home is not that far away. But one can't find the way back. It just... It feels like it's impossible to get back. Dark sets in. As the light fades, the sounds around get louder. So much louder. They cackle from the growing shadows. Dark laughter. What can be heard can't be seen. Goblins. What makes them so scary as one is lost, is that they think they are helping. They break trees, snap branches. They toss rocks. They spook small animals and call out predators to whoever is lost. Goblins. The help they offer will kill before one can get back home.

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Trees cracked. In the distance I could see the obelisks. Ancient remnants of some civilization that left no mark them. Only scorch marks. Burned outlines of bodies. No writing. No runes. The trees cracked again. I hadn't expected this. I had come to this remote wilderness to study these mysterious, ancient marks. Yet I didn't heed them. They told me to expect a dragon. I laughed. Dragons? "No such thing," I told the people who claimed to be from the United States Multiversal Survey. I'd never heard of that place. Nor could I believe anyone claiming to be part of some sort of Dragon Slaying Unit. Purple scales proved me wrong. Purple. Wingless. Hot. Hot enough to melt the snow off the cascades. It sniffed. I hoped my tiny refuge in a tree would work. For a moment more. Just another. Another before it- http://fav.me/db3sri3

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Cyberwood: Headhunter 3917

She dyes her clothes in expensive colors. She almost looks more like a wealthy trader than what she really is. But she's the best the Garden called Bones has to offer. A headhunte...

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First three days: yellow, orange and red.

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Another political piece. Whatever you think, trying to focus on gaining ground for your political team doesn't matter anymore. Lines have been crossed. Don't watch it burn. If you don't like the politics of it, sorry. Debate the art or the symbolism or whatever. Attack me or try to assert what I think, and I'll just block you.

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Not very happy with this one. Could've done better. But consistency matters on these things.

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Cyberwood: The Canid by Sighter Shiro adapt all forms.  The fungoid cyberlife takes hold of dead bodies, dead cyberplants, lost tech- and uses each as if born to them.  Some are chimeric monsters, others beauties of fusions that never repeat.  And a few take solace in simpler forms, moving between Choirs for their own curiosities and needs. The Cyberwood is post-American Scifi, a tale wherein cybernetic plants have displaced humanity as the dominant lifeform.

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Dailysketch: Smoking Robin 12072016

Something festive, no? This is an American Robin, which is technically a thrush. (I don't know how big a difference that is with european Robins, only that European-Americans have a tendency ...

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Cyberwood: Araflax

ARAFLAX: This cybergrass produces fibers that bear strong resemblance to synthetic fibers, specifically aramids like nomex or kevlar. The grass is fire resistant. The sulfuric acid in i...

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Shiro seemed to evolve out of the conditions of the cyberwood. Some fused dead bodies into grotesqueries. But others mimicked more powerful Shiro. The Deer Woman Shiro had so many Shiro in her moot that copied her image. Although they appear half-deer and half-human female, Shiro are fungi who adapt dead animals and living cyberplants for their form. http://fav.me/daq363q

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Firewall 'Bots were initially created to provide barriers between human settlements and the encroaching Cyberwood. In time, Blazer units were developed to create trails in the cyberwood and investigate around cities. After human cities fell, Blazers were the most common Firewall 'Bots to survive, always moving fast and always trying to carve new paths in the ever-shifting growth of the Cyberwood.