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1st draft [partim] РPi̱ata

Sep 22

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You get three guesses to tell where this story’s going to go, and the first two don’t count.

It all started with a shower of confetti.

Stevens had brought a piñata to the office for my birthday party. It was enormous, almost as big as he was, and a lion, just like me.

“Saw this in a window of that party place on the corner and thought of you,” he said. “He looks just like you, don’t he? Happy birthday, lion.”

I looked it over, and it kinda did, in an exaggerated way: it didn’t look like me so much as it looked like a piñata modelled after me would look like. It was firm papier-mâché—or whatever it is they make piñatas out of these days—with ruffled paper in tawny gold all over its body in place of fur, and long orange paper streamers for its mane. “Thanks, wuff,” I said. “It’s great. Let’s hang ’im up and have a couple swings at him, eh?”

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WIP – Rabbit

Sep 18

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Here’s a frame in progress of another little animation I’ve been working on from time to time…

NSFW (nudity, weird, sorta-CTF) below cut

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2nd draft [partim] — …and thou

Sep 15

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Continuation from last time,  and the full first draft for those who haven’t seen it yet.  I won’t have much posted this week: much of last week’s art and writing time was spent on stuff outside the scope of this blog.

He paid two nummi for the bread and headed back out to the street, putting the loaf in his bag.  The wind brought a luxurious smell of citrus, of apples and grapes, making Kohath’s belly rumble.  Time enough for eating later, right?  No… let’s see if we can find something good. He went down to the square at the end of the street where the fruitsellers were set up.

The first stall he saw belonged to a very small tiger selling very large berries.  He picked up a raspberry the size of an orange and looked it over, somewhat impressed.

“Biggest berries in the province,” the tiger said. “I have a certificate from the general saying so.”  It was framed and hanging behind him; he seemed pretty proud of it.  “All natural, too.”

Kohath considered the fruit for a moment, then put it down.  “Maybe next time,” he said, and moved on.  New food can be hit or miss, and today was not a day for taking risks.

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WIP [coloring] – Roquefort

Sep 12

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I’ve been working on coloring this pic of Rock, our blue tiger pirate cook, for a while now… He’s nearly done; I’ll probably be able to finish him the next time I get around to working on him.

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The color doesn’t look all that good IMO, but then IME it rarely does look any good in flat form… I have a lousy sense of color, but usually Photoshop’s “make art” button makes everything look better.

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WIP – Bluejays

Sep 12

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This is part of a frame from a sort of practice animation I’ve been working on in Flash, involving a certain tiger frolicking avec un geai bleu.   I’m afraid I never have gotten the hang of drawing on the tablet yet, so this is also an excuse to do un poquito de eso.  What progress I made this week, vide infra:

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It’s actually a little better than I thought it was.  But then, I guess I was thinking of the other frames in the set which, now that I look at them, are actually not of very good quality.

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WIP [detail] – Riding

Sep 8

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This picture is going to be a little bit ambitious, so there’s a decent chance it won’t be any good for a long time.  Outside of a few establishing outlines, this is all I’ve got to show so far:

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And it ain’t much!

This is, of course, Moriarty, doing his job as a riding beast, with one of those little headset thingies clamped to his ear.  As for the legs, you’d think after having a quadrupedal avatar for so long I’d know how to draw forelegs properly.   Gyah!  Look for them to be redrawn by next time.

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1st draft [partim] – The day Ralph and I switched places.

Sep 5

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I’ve already got the beginning and the ending of this story written out; this week, like the past few times I’ve been working on it, I’ve been writing to link the beginning and the ending together.  Since this is a bit out of context, I should explain that Ralph’s mind is in Frank here; Ralph is mostly in charge of the body but Frank’s mind is still present, chiefly as an observer by this time of the day.

Usually I got my sleeping done while Ralph was at work. For the moment, though, I’d had enough sleep. You bet you have, Ralph said, and took over. “Time to be a better tiger.”

He put on my shoes and got in my car, heading for campus.

I wasn’t really sure what he had in mind, but I felt him running through my memories on the way back.

You don’t know how good you have it, he thought.

What?

Heck, you even get free food out here…

It’s not free.

Well, it gets billed to your parents and they don’t complain. They won’t begrudge you your brain food! My dad won’t even buy me a hamburger.

He got in line at the cafeteria.

Now me, I don’t really know anybody at school. I keep to myself when I’m not with Ralph.

Ralph obviously wasn’t having any of that.

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WIP – Gator.

Sep 5

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It’s another adorable character belonging to someone else.  This week I put an arm on him.

2009-09-01-gatorNo hand yet, I know.  It’s not a very good arm, either; it definitely could do with some form (and action! it should be doing something!).  But I’m taking pics anyway since most of you haven’t seen anything on this guy yet.

2009-09-01-gator-detail In that light he looks a little too mooby.  I’m going to have to do something about that too.

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WIP – Koopa

Sep 3

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What did I work on for this guy this week?  Teeny-tiny little ankle band spikes.

2009-09-01-victor Well, I say teeny-tiny little ankle band spikes.  This fellah is eight inches tall and 1:12 scale, so we’re looking at what ought to be three-inch spikes.  But in actuality: teeny-tiny little ankle band spikes.

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1st draft [partim] – Mori

Sep 3

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Here’s another of those fragments I promised you’d see coming.  Mori’s story is one I still don’t have a title for or much detail in; though I have the broad outline for it, at the moment it’s mostly just something that gets put on paper as I go along.  For example, when I was working on this page it somehow became one of my goals to use the word ‘inhastate’.

Now, ordinarily a golem wouldn’t hurt a fly. They can’t really; it’s not just in their programming, it’s in principle—the magic that animates a golem just doesn’t work if you try to build hostility into it.

Seeing my golem wrestling with the gryphon-man for a weapon was, to put it mildly, more disturbing than the monster in the arena.

When it succeeded at winning the spear from the kelvin, I figured it might be a good time to bail out and jumped off its back. Munk leaped back into the arena, landing with a heavy thud, and started swinging the spear around wildly.

It didn’t look like it had any idea what it was doing.

I looked up at the now-inhastate kelvin, but he was just watching as if nothing had happened, holding its candle in front of it with both talons.

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