Orbulon MimeDna

18+ no minors/ I make scary pictures/ not available for commissions (sorry)

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Papillon, Emperors Children quick sketch

Papillon was an startes who sided with fulgrim during the heresy, loyal to his primarch even as his beautiful body transformed into something perverse, now in the absence of his primarch he finds himself desperate for some level of humanity again. he has no love for the Emperor but he can see the endless spiral that Slaanesh is pulling him down and wants to resist it. turning to Fabius Bile, Papillon seeks his help to strengthen his body against the pull of excess, and in return Fabius may use his powerful body as a canvas for new experiments.

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emperors' children oc im experimenting with (info below)

did this while on break. Papillon was considered pretty good looking even by the high standards of the Emperors Children, he would often be used as an ambassador to new planets, using his good looks and charming personality. he sided with fulgrim during the heresy and has now watched his own body become twisted from a symbol of charisma into a symbol of temptation. he regrets his decision to side with chaos and wants the help of Fabius Bile to to find a way out of Chaos(not possible, but Fabius is willing to indulge his desperate delusions and in return Fabius uses him as a test subject for new ideas).

his armor, known as the Incubus' Harness, is alive and has a will of its own, drinking the terror and temptations from Papillons enemies as they are smote.

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found by a child of the emperor

you were seperated from the rest of your squad while on the run. in the fray you and your team fled into the darkness of the old ruined fort. it had no power, no resources, but maybe it could act as a maze to slow down the monsters. they were fast, beyond anything a human was capable of, they moved like the wind and rain, and they carves through swaths of guardsmen like they were made of cloth. you'd heard about them the one time you served alongside one of the Emperors red clad angels. he spoke of evils from the darkness of space, once astartes turned daemons, corrupted by chaos. you didnt believe they were real.

after becoming separated you hid inside a partially collapsed service tunnel. you thought it was remote enough, and g hen you heard the door creak, all together the massive steel door that took all your strength just to budge an inch, was hurled off its hinges and away from the door way. in its place stood the daemon, the monster marine. it spoke in a soft, almost cooing tune.

"found yoooooouuu, what an adorable effort youve made of hiding yourself, little bird. you have some information i need, unfortunately for you, so tell me my little canary, how much pain will it take to make you sing?"

i was accosted by this image in my head of a chaos Marine with large functioning eyes on his chest plate, like a butterfly's wings but they actually work.

im considering going on a hiatus, ive got some pretty bad sht going on and its been hard to keep a smile on my face lately, or any expression at all really. Just feel numb. ill give it some thought and see how i feel tomorrow, I dont want to go on hiatus as art is basically the only thing I have to look forward to rn but idk.

also I apologize for the roughness of the accompanying story, I wrote it one draft in like... 5 minutes

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quick world eaters scribble

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monster woman trying to improve my skin rendering skills

still not sure which eye color I should use

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monster sketch wip

ive come to the conclusion that i like designing monsters with odd proportions and fat placement it makes for interesting work

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some doodles

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ive decided to fully animate this. it needs some tweaks, I need to pull the view out so its not so claustrophobic, and I think i want to change the look of the surgeon woman and creature at the end. I think i might give her a large metallic conical device for a face, pyramid head style, ykwim? also need to fix up some of the poses they look a bit stiff here and there. this is the first thing ive actually wanted to animate in a long time.

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"finally free"

Just some rough animation

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Jubals corruption is one of my favorite parts of the horus heresy books, its pure nightmare fuel. I love the times when chaos reared its head, before they fully knew what chaos was. it was always so eerie and sudden, out of nowhere this grim space opera, transforms into a horror movie, with no explanation!

I am samus

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"C. for allof the above"

words of wisdom from me, the fly man! with my ipad in the repair shop im back to primarily working with pen and paper, its fun but it hurts my hand a lot more, writing especially.

hope you enjoy! help Homer!

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There are actually more cool angles I want to draw but I think I stop here for now. really want to move on to drawing something else

Looking at WIPs sitting in my folders makes me feel o[-[

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kick ass

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Just some scribbles

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ive had this idea for a small unfiction project but I dont know how I want to execute it. I want to do it like a blog with the ability to either comment or send emails to the blogger, but I dont want to put it on something popular like tumblr, twitter, reddit, yadda yadda. I want to do it somewhere you might just stumble across it, a place where it can grow slowly.

but I dont know what to use. substack? wordpress? making my own website would ensure that it would probably never get stumbled upon by ANYONE which is not what I want.

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think ive finally figured out how to make Salmon and Peanut Butter work together. its still theoretical but I believe it should work. Just need to wait for a weekend where I'm alone... lest someone try to stop me

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I need TADC fans to stop making these deeply moving "there's still time" drawings of Jax. I do not need these vibes in my head rn.

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more BeachHead progress

I want her to look like something from the deeper sea, something that doesnt come up to the surface often. she cant get her old helmet off