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The text, translated, says "Future Is Paradise". This motto reflects an almost rebellious rejection of the past and a hopeful outlook on the future ahead, despite the difficulties presented by the coming apocalypse.
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todays bird
Claire Keane
art blog(derogatory)
AnasAbdin
styofa doing anything
KIROKAZE
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸

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trying on a metaphor

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JBB: An Artblog!
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noise dept.
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Flag for the Triad TET.
The text, translated, says "Future Is Paradise". This motto reflects an almost rebellious rejection of the past and a hopeful outlook on the future ahead, despite the difficulties presented by the coming apocalypse.
God I am so sorry for going radio silent for so long, Ill share some more of my work later when I can
Casey's room circa 992
Logo/Flag for Black Formation 13, an infamous nihilist terror cell operating out of Psyberia and parts of Urasia.
Just a little guy, small man, Rico is his name.
Supposed to be a cartoony depiction of a fictional flightless bat, has his own kids cartoon show called "Rico's Room".
Hope you like him.
A standard Troika Gate, with the Kil Nod-Ak temple (demolished Haugust 2nd, 955) in the background.
An uncommon variation of the Troika, typically built for rural shrines, like the one pictured above.
(Picture dated Jury 7th 989, unknown photographer.)
A-Frame Troika standing in a field.
(Somewhere between 900 and 930, unknown photographer)
The planet of Nod, as of 992 AL.
Here we have what is called Symbiotic Genitalia, or as many call it, the "Slug Strap".
It is essentially a bio-engineered organism using Sea Angels as the genetic foundation. The organism binds, or interfaces, with the nerves located within the vaginal canal. This symbiosis translates any sensations the bio-strap experiences with the nerves it is currently interfaced with, giving the impression of genuine penile stimulation.
Popular with transmasculine individuals who are either unable or unwilling to receive bottom surgery.
A standard Troika Gate, with the Kil Nod-Ak temple (demolished Haugust 2nd, 955) in the background.
An uncommon variation of the Troika, typically built for rural shrines, like the one pictured above.
(Picture dated Jury 7th 989, unknown photographer.)
A standard Troika Gate, with the Kil Nod-Ak temple (demolished Haugust 2nd, 955) in the background.
Logo for Ayari Electronics, a general technology and weapons development corporations. Their unscrupulous business practice and rumors of unethical experiments have done little to deter prospective clients, and in fact, has only lead to their increasing popularity as they continue to push the limits of technological progress.
Founded in 967 AL by one Hasan Ayari, former archeologist and current "savant inventor".
While some laud the genius of such a man, others, regarded as madmen, accuse him of stealing what he had "created". Using his fortunes to swallow less fortunate companies in the wake of Post-MACS economic collapse. The signatures on old blueprints smudged out and written over with his own. Though if that was the case, then it was just business as usual. He isn't the first to do it after all.
But that's only half of it, the secrets of his momentous success are far more ancient than anyone could ever assume.
Some mockups of AE security, namely the many variations seen patrolling strongholds/facilities throughout Northern Anterra.
Sheets/The Trio/Body
Character reference sheets, namely for my trio, for use in better visualizing them as im writing out my story. Nothing bombastic, just simple enough for me/others to understand.
I hope to transform these sheets into something more proper, like an actual illustration rather than a collage of images like Im usually committing to.
(My friend made some lovely art of 2/3 of my main characters, bless bless them <<33.)
Felled Giant
The icon of MACS (Malthusian Alliance of Confederated States), the former leviathan of Nod and once a monstrous, fearsome power brought low by its own magnanimous hubris.
The War of MACS Aggression (976-982) had given the world the reason to put an end the worlds torment. Centuries of international humiliation boiling like hot acid, until burst out their very stomachs, searing vengeance. Its icons melted into meaningless slag, whole cities swept away in the fury of a billion strikes, Skinned alive by the sheer megaton power of nations spurned.
There would be nothing left but ashes for the future.
It's once bustling cities and pulsing industrial strength had been reduced to nothing more than a nigh inhospitable wasteland. What had once been a place of a billion souls had been reduced to less than 100 million.
For those that survived, the greener pastures the city-states had provided some facsimile of a life they clung to. These infant nations continued to hold onto the beliefs of the once mighty MACS, to its own unfortunate detriment. Incalculable greed and violence, puerile domination and unearned pride. A repeat of history, again and again and again.
It doesn't have to be that way.
Foundation lays beyond the boundaries, patiently waiting for those who flee from a civilized society unwilling to part with their beloved dystopic constrictions. The winding, crumbling miles and the overgrown spires of rust, provides a solace to the many incorruptible malcontents that find themselves here.
Genuine freedom is to had, where the possibilities are truly limitless. A freedom that had once been the false promise of a nation that wrapped its strangling borders around the neck of the land.
The very land itself wants for you, to take up its offer. To grasp at the chance for a life unrestrained.
All you need to do is to take that first step.
Bedroom
A little experiment in set design, this room in particular is for one of my 3 protagonists (1 part of the trio, i should say). Specifically it would be her apartment bedroom while living in the megalopolis of Bastille.
Hope you dig it!
Specimen
Exceptionally rare preserved specimen of a Noumena Annelida.
Bedroom
A little experiment in set design, this room in particular is for one of my 3 protagonists (1 part of the trio, i should say). Specifically it would be her apartment bedroom while living in the megalopolis of Bastille.
Hope you dig it!