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2nd draft [partim] – Scott the Alchemist 3

Nov 1

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“I love you, Scott,” he said into my shoulder. “You couldn’t know how special you are to me…”

“I… I—”

“I wanted to belong to you,” he said. “Do you have any idea what kind of power a big cat like you has over a mouse like me?”

“I—”

“From the moment I met you… and you and me got along like a dream…”

“We—”

“…doing my best to get Flair interested in you so we could play together…”

“You—”

“What?”

“I… I didn’t know you felt so strongly,” I said.

“But I get it, you’re only interested in humans,” he said. “Well, here: make me human.”

“What?”

“I know you know how. Flair doesn’t know I skipped work to come see you; he doesn’t have to know about this, either. I’ll give up being normal for you… just please take me…”

“Arky—”

“Do it!”

I could. It would be easy. I wanted to—he was breaking my heart. But… “You’re not leaving Flair for me,” I said. “You’re special to me too—more than anybody—but I’m not going to be ‘that guy’.”

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WIP – Riding

Nov 1

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I fixed the issue with the legs I was talking about last time, but it could probably do with a bit more work before we throw more detail on.   I’m not happy with the saddle, though, and I think his tail came out a bit thinner than usual; I’ll have to work on that.

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WIP – Bluejays.

Oct 25

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I still don’t have the skills to draw on the tablet, but I’m working on it. That arm, though, really needs help.

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1st draft [partim] – Shine.

Oct 20

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Yeah, so I decided to continue on from my last Shine scrap and see if I could make a proper story out of it.

Jan was no longer the scrawny fox he had been when I’d first met him; a few weeks of eating with me had him up to looking healthy. It didn’t look like he’d be sporting a paunch like mine anytime soon, though.

“All right,” I said, “Let’s get out of here.”

We went down to the street and headed to the subway station. People shaded their eyes as we went by. I ignored them; not fifteen minutes ago they’d’ve been doing the same for the sunset, and my light’d be past them just as quickly.

Jan sat across from me on the subway car. I saw my light in his eyes.

“You don’t hafta sit there, you know,” I said.

“What, and let someone else enjoy this view?”

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WIP [coloring] – Kit and Muke

Oct 17

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I throw in about four different layers to make the change from the last stage to this:

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But I don’t think any amount of Photoshop tweaking can save the background, I’m afraid.  Enh… we’ll see, I guess.

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

Oct 6

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The previous section of this draft was posted a month ago.    This outcome is something I had not at all expected would happen, but it seems inevitable, really.   I know it ends pretty weak here; in draft it’ll be smoothed to segue better into whatever ends up happening next.

“You’re in my chemistry class, aren’t you?” he said, to the burly human in line in front of me.

Ralph’s smiles were infectious, even with my face cracking them. At least, they felt that way from the inside. The guy was not won over. “Yeah… so what?”

By the look he gave me, you’d think I was some new species of pond scum—uninteresting and distasteful.

“I just thought that—”

“I’m not interested in speaking to you,” the guy said, and turned back to face the front of the line.

Ralph turned to face the mouse girl in line behind him. “What was that about,” he said.

“Everyone knows you’re gay,” she said. “You do realize that limits your social circle, right?”

I didn’t know what people thought about me, so of course Ralph couldn’t have.

I’d like to say Ralph handled it gracefully, made a joke, and shrugged it off, but he didn’t get the chance—I took over, fled the cafeteria, and hid under some stairs in the music building, crying, for a good long time.

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1st draft [partim] – Mori

Oct 2

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The previous part of this was posted last month.  I can definitely see a few things that’ll need fixing on the second draft.

I sat on the edge and watched the golem attempt to fight off the monster ram, waving the kelvin’s spear back and forth.

The ram, for its part, seemed to have calmed down, and was watching Munk with an expression that oscillated between indifference and confusion as the spear went back and forth.

“It only wanted me, didn’t it?” I said.

The kelvin I spoke to nodded, keeping his eyes fixed on the arena.

“I have to go back down there, don’t I?”

The kelvin nodded again.

“How’m I supposed to beat that thing?”

The kelvin didn’t answer.

I didn’t come prepared for this.  What’ve I got? My bare hands—but I’m a flabby alchemy geek, that won’t do me any good.

Clothes on my back; not likely to be helpful.

I have a golem, and my golem has a spear.  But my golem is inept at violence by design and the monster won’t fight it anyway.  No help there.  And flimsy alchemy geek arms wouldn’t handle a spear any better.

I have my environment.  An arena full of armed gryphons.

Right, and one unarmed gryphon.

With fire.

“May I borrow your candle?”

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2nd draft [partim] – Scott the Alchemist 3

Sep 29

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The full first draft (also NSFW) was posted at the beginning of the month.

NSFW (nudity) 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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Scrap – Shine

Sep 14

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This scrap is short because my writing hour was sort of cut into by a buddy who had a drama attack. I was going to explain that Jan had been getting a little tubby from having Shine-sized meals with his tiger and the two of them were going to go to Chinatown and enjoy a bunch of time on the subway.   But that’ll just have to wait now, won’t it? Remember kids, just say no to drama!  [This has been a public service message by the Committee to Make Post Descriptions Longer Than The Posts Themselves.]

I sat on the balcony with Jan and watched the sun go down over the city.  It felt like it was going to be a pretty warm night.  I took my fox’s hand and led him back through the apartment and out the front door.

“Where are we going?” he said.

“Anywhere we want.”

“How about food?”

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