Been making a lot of progress on Paradise sprites, but instead of posting any of the animated ones, here's the initial sketch phase for Anya and jones. I love progress pics and sharing my process.
[Image Id: two pictures with the same background; a dark red circle on a desaturated green and red gradient. In the first image we see Alex, standing and facing three quarters to the left. He's a white man with spotty acne, gold circle glasses, and a septum piercing. He wears a denim jacket, a red sweater, and a necklace of a scorpion trapped in amber. He looks like he may be listening to someone else, and is blushing slightly.
In the second image, Alex is in the same position. However, there's now another man with his arms wrapped around him from the back. Jones has white bangs and the rest of his hair is black. He's wearing a black shirt with cyan, yellow, and magenta shapes on it. He has a gap in his teeth and he's smiling wide.]
my heart fell out while i was on a walk through the forest and it got covered in pine needles and then an osprey picked it up but she dropped it in the sea and the fish ate a hole straight through it before it was washed ashore and when i found it again chamomiles were growing in the cavity. i put it back inside of me and now the world seems stranger and more beautiful than ever
Gracie's playlist focuses on two major aspects of her character. She's a bit of a hopeless romantic and she's a bit of a monster. She wanted to be a vampire so bad she became a Liminoid, which is like, next best thing. She has fangs and cat-like eyes, she doesn't need to eat or sleep, and she has her own (fairly negative) opinions on her behavior and how she acts and lives. Also, she's desperately in love with Samiyah Nix, who she's taken to following around and trying to convince to go on a date. She's an obstruction on the plot of Liminal, but a very cute one.
Tracklist:
Curses - The Crane Wives
But the smoke clears when you're around
Haunt, the Cartoon Heart - Bear Ghost
You've got me craving with outrageous adoration
Tongue and Teeth - The Crane Wives
My teeth will only cut your lips, my dear
Howl - The Family Crest
Now you say, Lover stay, warm these bones my dear
Mary - The Happy Fits
She'll fill you with love and then drink out your blood
Sex with a Ghost - Teddy Hyde
She's a freak in the sheets, play it cool
Disco! In the Panic Room - bug hunter
My minds computing every path that screws up what I want to do
No One Lives Forever - Oingo Boingo
Let's have a party there's a full moon in the sky it's the hour of the wolf and I don't want to die
Love me Dead - Ludo
You're a parasitic psycho filthy creature finger-banging my heart
She-Wrecks - Bear Ghost
"that girl's a monster and she'll consume you"
Slow Down - The Deadbeat Cousins
There's no need to worry, by this time next month you'll be my girl
Violence - Frank Iero
Your violence feels like kisses to me, your silence makes it hard to breathe
Montero (Call me by your Name) - Lil Nas X
If Eve ain't in your garden, you know that you can
New Invention - I DONT KNOW HOW BUT THEY FOUND ME
I've got to break you like a bad addiction
She Doesn't Sleep - Anthony Amorim
There's no cause for alarm, she means you no harm
Vampire Chick - Shawlin Supreme & the Kick Back Boys
This girl will fly right into your heart and keep sucking til the blood runs dry!
Bloodsucker - Harley Poe
I was hoping maybe we could love each other until we die
I've decided for all the talksprites I want to do live2D models, which either means rigging them all myself or hiring someone to rig them, which means either learning a new, difficult skill or spending literally tens of thousands of dollars for several dozen rigs.
He is so incredibly different from the only other person they've met with this particular psychosis. Alex is never confident, never so at peace. But this man, bandaged face and tattered coat, exudes something that disturbs them deep down. For some ineffable reason, they know he might be the only one in this setting that isn't crazy. Their stomach turns.
"...You know why I said it." The power rests on the tip of their tongue, the words that are so familiar and base shaping foreign and distant in their mouth, like the chant in a far language of world-eaters. They are dangerously toeing the line of not only knowing, but understanding. In this moment, they know the difference between the two of them is one of knowledge and understanding.
"Nope." The man smiles, leans forward across the table, resting his chin in his hands. His tone is vacuous, empty, a distinctive quality of someone who has glimpsed beyond the walls of code and letters. It hits them like a falling brick. He does not know because he is not the one being spoken to. "But I'm told I have a good feeling why you think that. You believe everything is in the frame of a narrative, do you not? If this is all a narrative, or a series of narratives, there must be a frame, containing many frames of the smaller stories. And I happen to know the frames are made of glass. I am a plot device, Ripley. And you know what that means."
Ripley swallows hard. Takes a shaking breath. This is as close as they are allowed to get, and they have the inalienable thought that this is somehow so much worse than Jacob's gift. Their blood runs cold. They never asked for his name. The wrecking ball of another story stares them in the face. They know, in that moment, they are part of the machine that will break their frame. They take a breath and stand.
"No. I don't. And I don't want to know. Take it back." And in all of my kindness, I give them the blissful ignorance they so desire. This conversation has not happened. Ripley may be touched, but the greater frame is obscured to them once again.
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