"Gather round and listen well, for I have quite the tale to tell.~"
I haven't done a piece with lighting like this before, and seeing as it's a season of darkness and sharing stories around the fire, this felt like a good time to try it. I'm really pleased with how it came out! XD Seeing as I am the storyteller fairy, one must occasionally tell some scary stories, right?
Girl, please tell me everything about your Bendy Chapter 3 Level P Alterations Worksheet, I'm super curious!
Ask and you shall receive in spades, Kat! >u<
But to answer that, I need to share a little about my Abstract AU~!
You see, all the floors shown in BATIM Chapter 3, along with all of Storage 9 in Chapter 4, become an extra large safehouse called "The Haven"; the group that establishes it have the two main goals of mapping a way out of the depths of Joey Drew Studios, and freeing/healing as many Lost Ones, Searchers, and Toons as they can along the way.
To achieve the latter, it's important to have a good Infirmary for the group's healers to work out of! Places for medical supplies , several operating areas, a room next door to clean equipment, etc etc etc. Even a makeshift woodstove to boil up Thick Ink on!
The main room's about done, still needs a few more touches, but I haven't gotten to the room next door or the stairwell halls connected to it. I'm hoping to get to them soon once I have the time 😊
Thanks for the tagging me for a bit of fun @inkabelledesigns 😊🌺
Rules: Make a new post and post your latest line from your WIP & tag as many people as there are words.
Ray finds herself in a strange form of darkness; she questions if she’s dead, not able to move or really see. She is able to hear something, however; the sound of distance voices and sounds, some happy and lighthearted and others upset and in pain. One male voice is loud and clear at one point, asking someone named Hailey what’s going on. It’s all very strange. Eventually, Ray feels herself beginning to wake up; at the same time, she also feels as if she can’t breathe and begins to struggle…
The redhead drops from the ceiling in a large glob of ink, landing on the floor with a hard splat. She groans in pain and coughs hard while slowly picking herself up; looking around, she finds herself in another part of the studio, farther down and with more of that ink staining the floor and walls. She carefully gets back on her feet, trying to figure out what happened through her throbbing headache. The building had begun flooding, the floor had collapsed and…someone had knocked her in.
Ray moves to get a better look at her surroundings; as she does, she fails to notice something peek up through a nearby puddle; it retreats when she turns around at the feeling of eyes on her. Facing forward again, she’s shocked to find Jack suddenly ‘standing’ in front of her. She instinctively gasps and scrambles back from the inky blob of a man.
Jack doesn’t attack, only groans and looks back at her with intrigue. They spend a couple moments just staring at one another before Jack turns and starts removing something from his back; it turns out to be Ray’s backpack, now stained and a bit torn up from her initial fall. He holds it out for her to take it back. Ray hesitates, confused on top of scared. Cautiously, she comes up to him again and gently takes her bag back; she gives him a timid “Th-Thank you…”
Keeping Jack in her line of sight, Ray opens up and starts checking the bag; her art supplies and some other smaller things are gone, but everything else is still there and intact. She pauses again and all she can think to say is that she needs to get out of here. Jack nods in agreement and begins to head toward the opening of one hallway, turning back and beckoning her to follow. Ray’s still confused by this creature wanting to help her, but some part of her tells her she can trust him; pulling out and turning on her lantern, she follows the Searcher on down the darkened hall.
Mostly working on scripting action dialogue right now, this WIP’s gonna be really long. This is just a small portion of it XD
I’m not about to tag that many people for all of this, so gonna follow my friend’s lead and just do a few; @anartistwhowrites, @lil-artist-blog-fandoms-ocs, and @sbpstudios!
Based on @angelofthepage’s latest resin project~! (Go and see it here. It’s so cute~!!) https://www.tumblr.com/blog/view/angelofthepage/688686783125471233?source=share
My brain wasn’t fully satisfied with the smaller one I designed, so I went ahead and took a few steps further with the idea. Now you can choose from a whole bunch of toons to love and care for~! (Even a few stranger ones if you meet all the right conditions. >u>)
So I’m sitting in my kitchen drinking some tea and painting my nails. I’m almost done packing for the big trip tomorrow. My family is headed to see the rest of our relatives in a big family Christmas party, our big tradition right before New Years. I’ll be driving back on New Year’s Day, but even though I’ll have my computer with me, I feel the need to say this now while I have the spirit of it in me. Just a little musing on this year.
This year kind of sucked. There’s been a lot of struggles with asshole professors, inconsiderate students in colleges, breaking it off with my boyfriend in March, my father’s cancer returning and becoming likely to kill him in the next year, and my art having taken several hits and falling apart. It’s bizarre for me to not want to draw, but I’ve felt drained after doing nothing. Everything feels uncertain and scary right now. And for a long time, I’ve been alone, incredibly alone. It’s not a good feeling.
But for all the bad that’s happened, there’s been some good too. I got to fulfill a few dreams, like photographing fireworks over Cinderella’s Castle at the beginning of this year. After two awful match-ups, I now have the most wonderful roommate in the universe, someone who’s encouraged me to embrace my inner fangirl and be free to love the things I love. Geeking out over things with her is amazing, and god, I needed it. @exbarbiegirl Thank you for lighting up my life, love you to pieces. And for the first time in my life, I had a surprise party thrown for me for my birthday. I’ve never had friends who have done that before, and I think I cried a little. A ton of my friends from home have moved away, but we’ve gotten closer over Skype, and I made two of them so happy with mailing some cookies I baked this Christmas. I’ve been asked to voice in a fan game called Sonic: Shattered Realities as of this past summer, which has been a dream of mine for a long time. That project, along with Sonic Mania and Sonic Forces has renewed my love for the series, and I’ve gotten better about staying away from the petty bickering in the fandom.
And on top of that, while I’m still not into the horror genre, Bendy and the Ink Machine came into my life, and that’s been a blast too. I think this in particular is notable for a variety of reasons. I’m not a quitter by any means, but in this semester, I began to wonder if maybe I’d made the wrong decision when it came to being a graphic designer. But Bendy has a takeaway from it that I needed to hear, and it’s changed my mind. There will ALWAYS be a Joey Drew that tries to take advantage of you, no matter who you are, but you can’t let one person control your life. On the other side of the coin, meeting someone you never expected to meet can change the course of your life, and the amazing people I’ve met in this fandom never fail to put a smile on my face.
In particular, a huge thank you to @devilsroost . Jess, you and everyone in the Discord server are amazing people, and it’s so wonderful to have met you all. No one parties like the Roost!
And how could I forget @nyrandrea, @mythmica, @star-going-supernova, and @shinyzango? All of you inspire me, and I look forward to seeing what you post every time I log on. You do what you love, that’s something to celebrate, and I’m glad I learned of your existences at the tail end of this year. I’ve learned a lot from enjoying your content, be it about storytelling, art, or comedy, it’s all valuable and I hold it close to my heart.
But there’s one person that stands out, who’s probably gonna be broken after I’ve said this. You probably saw this coming @themarginalartist, there’s not a day that passes where I don’t want to compliment you. Where do I even begin? I wouldn’t be back to roleplaying or writing if not for you, and as I tell it to most people when the subject comes up, drowning in ink ended up setting me free. You are an inspiring human being. I’ve learned so much about a ton of things from you, be it talking to you, watching your livestreams, or just reading and weeping a little at the precious amounts of angst. You give me a reason to believe that nothing is impossible, and with enough belief (and more importantly, effort), we’re more than just sheep.
So even if things didn’t go as well as I’d hoped, I’m still glad I did more than just survive 2017. It’s been an adventure, and starting in a few days, a new one is about to begin, and I’m gonna tackle it with a sketchbook in hand. In the words of Gomez in The Addams Family Musical “Let’s live before we die, let’s laugh before we cry, let’s hold each other tight, and dance.” I’m determined to make it the best year ever, both for myself and for my family. My dad’s always said to live life to the fullest, and with him dying, I need to embrace that notion, now more than ever. I’m gonna do my best for both of us and start working on some dreams. Because after all, dreams can come true, but only if you work hard, and smart, to do it.
So to all of you lovely folks, thank you for giving me something to look forward to at the end of my day. I never expected to find so much joy here on Tumblr, but it makes me glad to have met you. Here’s wishing you and your loved ones the best in 2018!