Character designs for a My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic fanfic I wrote a few years back and will probably put on the blog once I'm done putting up all my Neopets stuff. It's the story of how a peculiar unicorn saved her small kingdom with the power of happiness, and fought for everyone's right to be happy and hope for a bright future. Because it takes place several centuries before the show, in a made-up region of Equestria, I got to create a lot of pony OCs and even a villainous creature, so it was a lot of fun.
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Concept sketch for the EX-β006 Karkadann from Blue Diver!
Blue Diver is still at the editor's, so I'm taking the opportunity to brush up on my art skills. I've been watching technical tutorials on YouTube and following along... with my own subject matter, of course. :) This sketch came about while watching a tutorial by vehicle designer Dwayne Vance.
The Karkadann is an experimental PT model, its primary weapon being a pair of arm-mounted laser ribbons for mid-range combat. Its computer is also equipped with sophisticated combat algorithms developed by a martial artist. As a result, the Karkadann is a highly technical PT that most Divers have difficulty handling--but Auva, a trained martial artist and test pilot hopeful who wants to make a living out of flying innovative vehicles, takes quickly to the Karkadann. It's a speedy, lightweight unit that also packs a powerful punch, with a tradeoff in the defense department.
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“Now,” Isengrim said, “we… er… move in circles. I think.” He began to lead his owner in a slow, swaying pivot.
Terra took a moment to get used to the footwork. “Hm… I think we’re supposed to be moving to the rhythm of the music.”
Isengrim glanced up at the musicians. “Oh. Right.” The two adjusted accordingly.
“This isn’t too bad at all,” Terra said as they began to ease into it. “When you read about it in books, it always seems so much more complicated—“ Isengrim suddenly flinched and drew a sharp breath, making Terra jump. “Did I just step on your foot?” she asked.
“It’s okay,” Isengrim said with a chuckle.
“Sorry,” Terra said, biting her lip.
“I assure you, it was not the worst wound I have ever received,” Isengrim said. “We can keep going. I think we are getting the hang of this."
Wednesday, August 11, 2021
The Werelupe King’s fur flattened. “Lady Illusen. I was not expecting to see you here.”
“The sentiment is mutual,” the faerie said, folding her arms and tilting her head, looking up at him like a disapproving parent. Illusen was taller and longer-limbed than any normal human, but the Werelupe still easily won in the height and bulk division. Not that that kept him from looking intimidated by the powerful magical being’s presence.
“Well, then,” Isengrim said, ears still low, “we can both go our separate ways and not trouble each other any longer.”
“Tell me,” Illusen said, drumming her fingers on her arms, “are you planning on stealing the Chocolatier’s recipes? You’re quite good at taking things that don’t belong to you.”
“I would never do such a thing,” Isengrim said. Although he tried to maintain his composure, a low growl started in his throat.
“Really?” Illusen asked. “Because you’ve done it before. To me.”
Tuesday, August 10, 2021
“This is an outrage!” Blynn said as she backhanded the front page of the Neopian Times. The disco Zafara’s magenta tail lashed behind her in frustration as she paced around the library of her family’s Altador villa.
Her faerie Draik brother edged over her shoulder to look at the headlines. “What’s an outrage?” Pharazon asked.
“This!” Blynn pointed to the largest text on the page: PREPARATIONS FOR ANNUAL CHOCOLATE BALL UNDERWAY. Beneath it was an illustration of the Chocolate Factory shopkeeper overseeing the decoration of an enormous dancing hall.
Pharazon’s brows pinched together in confusion. “Yes, that’s… that’s terrible, Blynn. My condolences. I think.”
Monday, August 9, 2021