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two out of four, let’s keep going

ALSO AAAAAAAAAAA THANK YOU ORSETTA

“and when you will return to the waking world, paint with the colours of the world we created”

okay, so I just made a huge update over at Spark Needle. it’s so huge that the updates box took over the page, thus why I’m pimping it here. besides, the notes page for the new episode is…just…is. Let me state once again that I thoroughly enjoyed that drink. Fruit liquors. Mmm.

There are some news about Hydride and his character development, but I don’t really feel like writing that entry now. Have a Daevion instead:

And a fantasy self-insert I created to play around with Redbolt. It’s nice to just mess around without worries.

BOOBSPIKES: THE ULTIMATE ANTIGROPE MEASURE
also an amusing weapon

now I’ll be working on birthday gifts because half of the known universe is born in June. Someone please explain me why September is so fascinating.

Look what I finished today!

This is one of those websites that I planned to made ages ago (literally, as in 2006/07) but, for one reason or for another, never saw the light of the day. Today, this project lives :>

There are also some new drawings…

…but this is not really new. I drew this a month ago and forgot to scan it |)

Same for this one…

I seriously have no recollection of even drawing this. WHAT.

Nevermind…

I’m currently working at the Sableye shrine, which will be named Lithovore. If I manage to keep up with the schedule, it will be ready in ten days max, hopefully less so that I can work on Mewtwo. However, yesterday I ended up working on something else, namely the revamp of the weasels fanlisting. It’s now online. As you can see, it’s no longer just a fanlisting; it’s more of a minitribute - a weasel manifesto, if you wish. Actually, the revamp has been ready for about a month, but I never got to upload the new version because I never felt like making a top artwork for it, then I remembered I already had a weasel illustration lying around and used that one instead. I know, I’m beyond stupid.

Have some mouse doodles:

hello there
why are you in this pose

This is a random weasel I drew earlier, after uploading the new layout for the fanlisting. experimenting with colors, of course.

this entry is about things which will melt your heart

and don’t pretend you can’t hear me

after the initial shock, he came to appreciate it

after the first time, Daevion kept appearing in my dreams to teach me how to control them :D

I really don’t feel like writing today

Yesterday, I was about to have a dream involving Daevion (who, for those who are synthonizing right now on this station, is one of my original characters and the one I’m fondest of). Too bad my mom had to wake me up before really getting to do anything; the last thing I saw was his face very close to mine; “I will be back soon”, he whispered.

He kept his word. This morning, I had the most incredible dream of my life.

It began in one of those beautiful roads in the woods, like those where are filmed tv spots for cars and the like. And I was no car and there was no one else around, but I was going to a place in these woods where I would have met someone interesting. So, I glided on the asphalt to reach my destination. For some reason I touched my right boob, and it fell off. Right. I managed to recover it, but at that point it was no longer a boob, but a very large yellow balloon and I couldn’t even push it under the shirt to begin with. Well, whatever, silly balloon boob. I just let it fly away and kept going where I was going. The boob grew back in place as I was flying, so that weird amazon feeling didn’t last too long.

I reached this hole in the road that was more or less shaped like a vagina, with the inner part being rock walls. The walls were six or seven meters tall. They looked fake, like they were made in papier-mache. Other than just looking fake they were also purple, so well, I guess it was more than an impression. Perched on the wall there was a man who began to give me chase as soon as he noticed my presence. I thought he was going to rape me or something like that.I began climbing the wall with him following me. In the beginning he didn’t really have any recognizable facial features except of looking sort of like a Gligar, but as he kept trying to catch me he gained more and more details until I realized who he was.
Daevion.

The walls and the hole disappeared and we were now standing on the road. He said something, but I wasn’t listening because I was too amazed by the fact he was actually there and that, if everything would have gone well, I would have had my chance to spend some time with him. I mean, it was like meeting that actor you’re obsessed with on your way home. Except that Daevion is imaginary, so it’s not like I will ever be able to see him when awake.

“I told you I would have been back, didn’t I?” He said, smiling “I realize how incredible all of this must be for you right now, and I don’t want to kill the moment, but always keep in mind that everything in this dream is a product of your imagination. Me included. So, anything could happen from here now”.
“Don’t go. Not this soon”.
“Don’t worry, I’m not going anywhere for a while”.

Then Alice appeared. Yes, the one from Alice in Wonderland. The fact that I’ve seen the movie very recently may have something to do with that, but still. She said she fell into my head and had to slay several monsters created by my imagination to get out, and she needed help. Daevion and I agreed to help. The first monster was found near a sea, so we began walking.

During the journey, Alice turned out to be pretty talkative and seemed to get along with Daevion. I lacked her verve, so I felt kind of left out and a bit jealous, although it was nice only listening to Daevion talk because he had such a deep, soothing voice. After a while we reached a shack by the sea, and we got in to ask for food before the battle. Inside the shack there were a lot of people eating together around a large wooden table, among which the Mad Hatter, a baby and Sheila. I went straight to the Mad Hatter and whispered to him in the ear to please flirt with Alice or something of the sorts because I didn’t want her to interact with Daevion in my place, and he was glad to help. Anyway, we sit at the table and talk and such. Sheila, who in this dream was a mercenary (she was wearing an army uniform, which looked rather nice on her), offered to give her help for Alice’s quest.

After that, the Hatter brought everybody to have some fun at the Stairs Waterfalls. These were a set of yellow stairs as tall as a building with each step being tall like a person with water flowing from the top. The baby fell down the stairs, but no one seemed to care. Everyone had fun playing on these huge steps in the water.

In the end, Alice, Sheila, Daevion and I went to the shore to fight the first monster. A huge half-mecha octopus rose from the green sea into the red sky. Alice was terrified by it, she said I had a sick imagination or something like that. I must say, I actually liked that thing, it had all those steel tentacles and looked pretty badass. Daevion told me to remember that, in the same way I created this thing, we could also destroy it with my help, but did I want to destroy something that I thought to be so awesome? Even though I didn’t really want to I ended up agreeing, so Sheila called some buddies on helicopters and everyone took down the mecha octopus. After the battle, I remember pointing to a huge moon that appeared in the sky and Daevion said that it was the least I could do, leaving me puzzled.

So, everyone went to do whatever they pleased, so Daevion brought me to a beautiful balcony with these white cubes where to sit on and a white city underneath it. We finally began to talk.

“The only one missing in this dream is Hydride, it seems” I said to break the ice.
“Maybe he’s the final boss”.
“It would fit with him, true”. Awkward silence. “There is something I wanted to ask you”.
“Let’s hear”.
“I was wondering how you feel knowing to be my creation…if the treatment I give you is fair. It’s something that has been bothering me for a while now”.
“I am part of your mind”, he answered, “and as such, I feel flattered that among your many creations you hold me in such a special place. You don’t have to worry about me, your worries are enough on their own”.
“So you don’t feel treated like a toy?”.
“Do I look unhappy about this right now? You don’t have to worry. You already have enough problems with other people, so I want for you to always feel at your ease with me, as a part of yourself. Solving your own problems is not going to be easy, but at least you can fall back on your imaginary world - and on me. But don’t forget to live in the real world just because I’m here”.

I hugged him so tight and his hair felt like feathers. Then he pointed at the sky: there were several giant full moons. “See? This is what you’re capable of doing!”. He stood up, grabbed me by the ankles and lifted me above his head spinning and laughing, which terrified me because my head was now at about four meters from the ground and it was too much - yet he kept laughing,lifting me even higher. I began to scream, then I fainted from the fear. During that time, I wasn’t really completely unconscious; it was more like when you’re about to fall asleep and you see pictures behind your eyelids. I feared I was about to wake up, so I screamed his name on the top of my lungs, so loud I thought I had screamed outside of the dream and that people had heard me.

When I got back, Daevion was still there. “Why, welcome back! I thought you were actually going to wake up. Glad to see you’re still here”. We began to walk, then something hit me on the back of the head and I fell unconscious.

I woke up in a bunker. There was a female furry character with her fur completely black, the head of a bear and eyes and mouth which were actually holes filled with ropes of slime. She had a machine gun, and commanded me to move on. Then her mate arrived - it was a young man with a gracile body, dirty, shoulder-length brown hair and a very pointy nose. “You look cute” I said “It’s weird that I created you to be like this”. He then turned over, looked at the girl and they both cursed, saying they got the wrong person. So they let me go out, where Daevion was waiting for me. But I felt my time was over, so I said him goodbye and thanked him for everything.

Tomorrow I’m going to draw the scenarios and characters I saw in this dream to fix them forever.

Some concepts for Daevion. Not definitive in any way, but there are some new ideas.

On the left there is the first new design, the one I posted some time ago. But no one would ever wear a sweater in summer, so on the middle we have something for the warmer months. On the right, a Siberia-ready winter coat. I should make some color references at some point. The shirt will be definitely white, in any case.

More sweaters. It seems there is a lozenge theme with him. The dragon on the far right should be embroidered.

I was just randomly doodling and then I was hey wait let’s see how he’d look like with a tie
then I realized how sexy he’d look and I literally fell off the chair

and two Volkner and Flint pics under the cut, they’re uhhhh–view at your own discretion

GIGANTIC ARTWORK POST!
still without laptop, but since I’m currently at Jacopo’s I can use his awesome computer and do stuff! yes!

This was made at the same time as the Xivilai painting, so we’re talking about stuff that’s already two months old. Oldest joke ever, but still cute. For me, at least. :>

stop complaining, you’re just 257 and that bedroll was pretty comfortable too

playing with pencil shadows. naked because he looked silly with underpants.
…lol I forgot the chair
HE’S LEVITATING ON HIS MAGIC MAGIC BUTT

I don’t even know why I made this

Isaac Clarke from Dead Space
well this could really be anyone else with a RIG, but since I used his figure as a reference we’ll say this is Isaac

then I played Riviera yet another time and wanted to find a way to draw the characters in my style, and this is what I got. Here we have Serene and Cierra. In case you were curious, the note on the second page is the name I wanted to give to the shrine to Serene I was planning to make, but as you already know I ended up falling in love with Malice instead.
I’ll never stop repeating it: drawing in anime style is
SO BORING

These are the artworks for the test I’m making for Angeltower Page. The space on the left is where the text will be.
I think they turned out great 8>

Now to something completely different. This painting is a gift for Cercatesori and was inspired from the song Rachel by Klimt 1918. It’s a very moving song written to a true story, you should really listen to it. The painting was based on these lyrics:

Death is down at the end of the street, it brings me on my knees
But I live in a world where nobody loves, nobody hopes
“Please hold me now, don’t let me fall” She says, her skin dirty with mud
“I hold you, love, like a wounded bird, I won’t let you fall!” I scream with pain
Rachel knows her blood still runs, the ground turns red so close my arms
I see the sun going down her eyes, she won’t forget to sleep with me tonight

The blood in this painting is actually not paint, it’s my blood.

Now back to something less intense. When Cercatesori came, we spent part of the evening drawing silly stuff. Here, have a Pelipper.

After that Pelipper, crack ensued.

Chingling is useless, hence this pic

penises and bowties make everything better
Mantine’s cry is hilarious
also check that sexy Lopunny out

hi, I’m the Left Hand Snorlax

Carnivine’s Platinum sprite is silly

tiny wingull

Cercatesori asked me to make the opposite of this infamous pic
I’m so going to hell

Back to my head

Sheila makes a comeback with a new design. I think she’d look great in a digital work, but NO COMPUTER HURR HURR
For a few days, I toyed with the idea of actually making a comic with her as the main character but then scrapped it because I couldn’t make any other characters in her same style and because I really don’t want for this to be my first “serious” comic. I don’t want to give people the wrong impression about my work, since Sheila is my only anthro character and I don’t really care about furries and such, if you catch my drift. Well. Sheila lives on, though.

there’s no such thing as not enough Daevion

Classic!

this is really for my own amusement
you could say it’s fanservice, except this is not a fan art so I don’t know
I left a blank page after this one so that Daevion can cry in there when I’m not looking

At this point, Daevion is not a derivative character anymore, so it wasn’t fair to keep drawing him with the Oblivion outfit and to have his backstory fit with the Elder Scrolls canon. He’s really my own creation, so I wanted his outfit to be my creation too.
This is Daevion’s final design. He no longer lives in a fantasy universe; he now lives in an alternate present. Alternate, because how else could he still be an elf then XD I still have to write his new backstory, but he’s the same as before as for his personality. I’ll have to draw a better reference picture with colors, but as you can imagine his sweater is crimson and grey, his trousers are grey and his shoes are black. As for his necklace, the actual design is the one under his right hand.
He looks so elegant :> I like him even more now.

This is Hydride. Here we’re talking about another alternate present in which people are beginning to modify their bodies using cybernetic parts. Hydride - which is not his real name, of course - modified himself so to enhance his physical capabilities. He had a very strong reason for doing so. I don’t know what this reason is yet, but I know that, since he implanted a cyber hand on his dominant right, he had to learn to write with his left hand. The wires on his upper body don’t allow him to wear anything on his torso anymore, thus why he’s half naked. The rest of his clothing is very practical. As you can see, the upper part of his trousers is a bit larger than how it should be so to not rub against the wires down there, but they are also very tight on his legs and tucked into his boots so they won’t fall down. One could ask why didn’t repair his eyes so to stop wearing glasses, but he likes them, and that’s all about it.

Concept sketches. The colored sketch is his very first concept; the glasses were added later. I spent a good day working on his design, in case you were wondering. The first idea was to make him into an enemy for Sheila, but that was very silly since he’s a human and Sheila is an anthro fennec. This idea was dropped for good right after sketching him here.
I should really write a more detailed entry about my creative process, but know that for me is very important to understand how a character feels into his skin and to have his design making sense rather than being just pretty. For this, I even spent a few days wearing wires all over me to understand how does it feel. One would think that all those wires make walking hard and tripping easy, but I found out that’s not true and that after a while you end up considering them a part of your body. I also found out that people is more prone to notice someone who walks in a weird way than a person covered in wires. How else could I have made these discoveries?
But I’m getting off topic. Anyway, Hydride will probably be something like an evil guy in his universe. He seems to be such an important character, so I’m taking my time to write his story.

Margareth Stone belongs to the same universe as Hydride. She’s 31 and works in a cybernetic parts research center. She’s not brilliant at all, though; she just makes some components and that’s it, the big projects are in the hands of her superiors. Margareth is very average in everything, actually, and she’s not a beauty either. Her fashion sense is also questionable.
Her husband left her a few years ago because he realized his life was boring and that he could have much more. He was really one for adventure; he married Margareth before he could understand that part of himself. Margareth even let him have his way with other women without objecting, but in the end he couldn’t cope with this lie anymore. The problem is, he left his wife alone with their three-years-old child. All that’s left of Margareth’s family is her old mother and a sister who lives far away, so she had great problems in taking care of the kid, who had in the meanwhile become her only reason to live.
Luck turns to her side when a project for enhancing the brain’s capabilities with the help of technology comes to the human testing phase. Offering herself as a test subject, she has the right to work a lot less and be paid a lot more for only being in the project, with the downside that of course it’s her brain, so if something breaks down she’ll have to run to the center and get fixed as soon as possible. But even like this, the risks are not very high - she was also among the people who made the parts for that project, so she knows how the whole thing works.
So, she undergoes surgery and the top of her head is changed with a metal dome that can be opened to check what’s going on. Because of that she can’t have hair anymore, but since she doesn’t want to freak out people she always wears a wig. Now that she’s a test subject she has got enough time and money to take care of her kid, but she’s also become a lot different from before; she can now memorize and learn everything without effort, retrieve information from any part of her brain at any time and think a lot faster. So, her way to see the world changes as well…
And that’s when her backstory ends and her story begins.

You’re going to hear a lot more about Hydride, Margareth and their universe. There will be new characters and new details. For the time being, every post in which I’m mentioning this alternate universe will be tagged as “unnamed saga”. I’m going to rename the tag in the future, of course. It’s just a placeholder.

LOOK WHO’S BACK
this didn’t turn out as planned but well it’s still cute
There would be two more pics with them but they’re suggestive so I’ll be posting them in another entry, another time.

Phew, I’ve finally finished writing this epic entry, to bed now

The Xivilai is still in the works, but it’s looking good so far. In the meanwhile:

melting the lock with his reality alteration skills, he looted everything he could take and headed out of the marauders’ hide

Now that I think about it, I’ve never ever drawn him not smiling in some form.