I made a hat out of cardboard that looked like a spider once.
I think it was for school, but I could've just been really bored. I had way too much time when I was little.
I made this website, which also has a page of a bunch of stuff I made, some of it with my friends too.
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LINK: http://heroic-intentions.net/?q=node/3
@Sexual Harrasment Panda: AWESOME!!! I love the style!
@XMark: I fav'd the Still Alive Cover
@Griphphin: Exploding Colours, I dig it
@Chogg Van Helsing: I'm gonna sing that next time I get pizaa
@unoleian: Trippy
She is supposed to be sitting in a window, waiting for Shepard to return (well it was too much to hope she'd be waiting for me!) I haven't decided on a background yet and I am hesitant to do so as doing backgrounds with TRIA markers isn't my strong point! I could use a graphics package but the only picture manipulation program I have is way too basic.
One thing that worried me is how I would get the "mottling" effect on her forehead and tentacles (if that's the right word) but in the end the solution was so painfully simple and I think they came out pretty good.
This pic featured many firsts - This is the first alien, let alone first Asari I've drawn and she is also the first blue character I've coloured since I switched to markers.
This piece has made me aware I need to look into a smoother grain of paper. The card stock I use, whilst being good for marker-blending, doesn't allow for much finesse as it bleeds just a little too much. I may try cartridge paper. I used to have a Letraset TRIA marker pad but it was shite!
I also need to get a wider colour range for my style. Using the same marker to build up colour grades, to make up for the lack of blue shades I had to work with, meant I used up an ENTIRE marker on this one pic alone.
The temptation to make the transition to tablet-colouring for the sake of convenience is high but I always prefer real-media (if it's done well) and I have already spent so much on markers it would be a shame not to use them!
Because I didn't feel like posting any of the usual garbage I draw;
http://fc01.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2010/239/0/8/Medli_by_LordNaraku.jpg
http://fc05.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2010/238/c/b/D__awww_by_LordNaraku.jpg
It's Medli and Makar from Windwaker
Warning. This is an amv (Animated Music Video) that I made, so if you don't like those don't even bother. It's Naruto vs Edward to the song Saints of Los Angeles by Mötley Crüe and I think I did pretty well.
I need feedback (and views ^^), here or at the youtube comments.
I've written some stuff for Ficly, so here's two of my stories:
Fillian lay on the ground between two trees. His hands slowly clenched and unclenched grabbing pieces of grass each time. His breathing came in short gasps and his head pounded like it was being hit in with a frying pan. Fillian stood up slowly, grabbing at tree branches for support. Slowly, he forced his eyes open.
He stared out into a black forest. Dark gray light filtered down from the impenetrable cover of leaves and branches that made up the forest roof. Just ahead of him was a small clearing. Fillian stumbled towards it. As he entered the clearing, he saw a large circle of light slowly passing through the trees.
As he walked towards it he heard a long, low, sickening cracking sound behind him. He turned around slowly, dreading what he might find. Hanging from a branch was a young women, her neck in a noose. Her cold, dead eyes were fixed on him.
?Well, well? she said in a low hissing voice, a small forked tongue playing over the skin around her mouth, ?What do we have here?. Fillian?s heart fell.
All noise stopped as the girl stepped forward into the space between the rioters and the police. All the police turned their weapons on her. Slowly she pulled her hands out of her yellow rain jacket. Rain poured down on her as she raised her hands above her head. In one hand she clutched a frag grenade and in the other the pin, dangaling from her right hand. She stopped in the middle of the space and stared at the police, her face streaked with tears.
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