~Rock On! Milky Way~

    Well, I've returned after a long hiatus.  I think I'll have to get a proper blog soon, but 'till then I'll continue to work on my skills--both writing and picture-making.  Sixten's been telling me to finish Penny so I think I will, and I've just gotten a newfound boost of confidence by realizing that I can finish a colored picture after all.

    Armed with a cheap Martian knock-off of a Gibson Les Paul, and with the lovely "Fetterlock" as his winglady, it's the first ever picture I'd done of An Lingzhou!  (Xiufan's older brother.)  Inspired by a remark made by the one Kieron Gillen--whose second Phonogram series I'll probably pick up in trade--about how Phonomancy worked.  Since Phonomancy is magic as a metaphor for the real-life effects music and the love of music can have on people, it's not about the flashy sort of stuff you'd see in D&D or the Harry Potter.  Which got me to think, "Well, if somebody managed to find a way to make fireballs out of music, then that'd become Phonomancy, too."

    Which isn't physically possible, of course, so I settled for wrapping up Lingzhou's guitar pick inside something vaguely resembling Spiral Power.  Also, there's a sloppily-done Milky Way as a backdrop.  But hey!  It's my first proper full-colored pic.  That's gotta say something.

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    So.  I guess I'd better get around to finishing Penny.  I guess it's sad that it's been unfinished for months now, but I went and got the Milky Way pic done in three days.


It's Apparently Not The Weekend Anymore

Since I only have one day off a week I guess I lose track of the days rather easily.

This bit of posting isn't one of substance but rather idleness.

I can't even think of anything to say, really, other than

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    And that's that.  I had gotten into the habit of working on Penny at work but work's gotten busy to the point were I no longer had any free time.  Though this is a good thing because if a waiter's busy then that means there's a lot of business.  I should probably develop the habit of working on it at home.

    Instead of  reserving home for idle sketches, brainstorming, studying, and practice.  Setting aside the constant war with my own gaming habits.  I'm proud to say that I haven't played a videogame in weeks.  I'm sad to say that I've instead idled away my time with stupid robot ideas and sketches of female characters with the physical proportions of porn stars.  Despite probably being better served drawing sketches of Bellevue based on those photos I took.   I still have trouble visualizing the spatial relationships between objects, which is one of the most basic things you're supposed to get in perspective.  I can envision the perspective of a single object (and my mind tends to fudge locations and buildings, even interiors, as "single objects") but I trip up when I have to add another one into the mix.

    Incidentally, this is why all of my sketches that aren't simple design sheets are always light on detail aside from the central focus of the picture.  Because I'd put something there but it wound up looking silly so I erased it.


    What do you mean "What about Penny?"


Heart's Content

I'm still here, still drawing, still waiterin'.

Sixten's website got hacked by Palestinian supporters, apparently.  I'm not sure why they even bothered--it's not as though doing this makes anyone like them.  Maybe they just don't like moe drawn by Westerners.  Which would mean that they are cads.

(And to think I considered actually getting my own real blog, too.  Though I'll still have to, eventually.  Livejournal's just silly for this sort of thing.)

I got diverted from Penny by a sudden urge to try my hand at giant robots again, as well as go back and draw certain characters since I'd forgotten what I thought they'd look like (and since I figured some of their new designs were better spent on other characters).  Also I realized that a lot of girls had a variation on Penny's hair and I had to change that.  Change it something fierce.

Owen's also recruited me for a little something on the side in preparation for March.  He's kind of slow to respond to my emails, strangely, so I'll just help out Narr in the meantime.

Oh, wait, I'd better scan the next Penny I'd been putting off.


I'll post the less-crappy of my doodles and experiments over the weekend.  Not to say they're not crappy, just saying they could be worse.


Every Day's Great At Your Junes

    That jingle will crawl into your brain.  It's Nanako's fault, it is.  Her English VA isn't half bad.  (Actually, the same could be said of all of Persona 4's English VAs.  And far as I can tell, Teddie was unbearable in the original Japanese version, too.)

    And I notice it's been a few weeks but not yet a full month since my last entry.  Again.  Score one for Schneizeleffort.  (I'd link to an explanation of the concept but decided against it.)

    Here's some more Penny.  I hate drawing hands.  Which is why I gotta keep doing it.  Also, did you know that "Frisbee" is trademarked?  Well you do now.  This is also the first time I've had to draw something beyond my usual routine, which is something I'd have to do more often from now on.

Pages 16-17
Pages 18-19

    I'd better finish that up soon.  I don't think I'm going to bother transferring it to final draft form on good paper.  Or ink it.  And it should be done in the next few pages.  All leading up to one terribly stupid joke.  Terribly stupid.

    In the meantime, here's some pictures beneath the jump.  They're the usual size, is why.

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EDIT:  If Honor Harrington is "Horatio Hornblower In Space," then I wouldn't mind trying my hand at "Horatio Hornblower With Magic And Giant Robots And Kung Fu."  This would require polishing up on fleet tactics--a whole 'nother ballgame compared to my usual military interests.


I Play Too Many Games


I also should stop dilly-dallying over on other people's blogs.

But!  It's not yet been a whole month since the last post, and I got around to figuring out what the next page was gonna look like.


Hey, don't look at me like that.  I'm pretty lousy at this whole "composition" business, still.  It's why I'm practicing right now, with this notebook comic.

Penny and Nickel, Pages 14-15.

It's not much, but at least I remembered how to draw something.  Also, I'll have to move those two out from behind the bushes one of these days.  Yes, indeed.

Also, I draw way too much Dr. Dante Bering and Friends.   Like so.

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Suppressing Urge To Purchase Left 4 Dead

Because I waste all of my free (not-drawing-or-working-for-actual-pay) time as is. 

Sorry Valve.

[EDIT:  After a bit of thinking, I'm editing this down because in retrospect it would be unwise to shake one's fist at Citysearch.  Unwise indeed.  Also, fanboying on Valve got cut down a bit.]


But setting my whims aside, I'd gotten a few more roughs done.  They're not much, and still on notebook paper--mostly to keep in format and to not use my good paper at this point--but they exist.

I figure there's nothing to lose in posting them here despite them not being final products.  This LJ's been neglected too long for me to be picky.

'Ere we go.

Pages 8 and 9
Pages 10 and 11
Pages 12 and 13

Things are getting a bit too detailed for first-drafts, which is what these are.  Sadly, the final drafts probably won't look too different--just cleaner.

It's also been a long time since I'd drawn something that wasn't about me forcing myself to draw it, so it's taken a while to get back into the groove.  The faces should look a bit less funky now.

There's also a number of extra footnotes lying about.  Those are for my benefit, but since anyone here's essentially peeking on what passes for my production process I figure it'd be amusing enough to lay my thoughts bare.

Yes, I have developed a habit of actually writing "lol" in places.  The internet's melted a portion of my brain to slag.


But before I go back to work, a song.  A cheesy song.  A cheesy song filled with power.

We still livin', living in the eighties!



As in, what I'd spent the past month reading. 

[Sorry, I wasn't about to read about sparkly vampires, not when the English language's finest living satirist had dozens of books waiting to be read.]

I had to stop myself from attempting fanart of the City Watch if only because my brain keeps substituting their cloaks for long coats.  Also, I had some other things due for doing.  A month ago, Sixten posted a piece of advice for me on his blog.  It basically amounted to "Don't sweat it,"  which is what I had been doing concerning the issue of depicting places as opposed to people.  So I decided to stop sweating it.  I figure I'll get practice as I go.

He also recommended I start out with a short story just to get my bearings, which is what I'd started doing the instant I finished Thud! (City Watch #7).  It took a lot of self-control not to pick up the Witches books or the two Moist von Lipwig books.  Especially the latter, since I'm a big fan of any book where Vetinari's in play.

And on a whim, I also drew a sketch of a dog.  A dog named Blaise Pascal.  He may one day meet a cat named Nicholas Unless-Jesus-Died-For-Thee-Thou-Hast-Been-Damned Barbon.  If only because.

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He's Lucy's seeing eye dog.  She's so blind, she needs to use braille at the drive-thru ATM.

And here's a little something I drew at work when I thought nobody was looking.  It was in my notebook.  Horizontal-like.  It's meant to be read left-to-right.  The way your mother taught you, you rebellious rapscallion you.

The Cover (Page 1)
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Pages 4 and 5
Pages 6 and 7

I'm working on more and will also draw finished versions.  I probably won't post them here until I'm done.  I'm thinking the whole thing's less than thirty pages, but more than enough to get me started on doing something.

(I can say this because it's unlikely I'm going to attempt a Hokuto no Ken-style Unarmed Combat Fallout 3 run anytime soon.  And even if I did that, it probably wouldn't be pure Unarmed combat, since I'd have to resort to Nuka-Grenades, Bottlecap Mines, and the Deathclaw Gauntlet to round out my damage output.  And survivability.)

Also, bear in mind that I will readily ignore any plot ideas or character ideas I've posted on this LJ in any works I get around to, er, workin' on.  Consider this a "prototype design document," while the end product is what really "counts" as it were.

So if the Greenworld looks dramatically different from the Summer Longpost from eons ago, you'll know why.


So! Bellevue.

I've not been up and about lately, what with the new job and all.  Which actually has decent hours, but the commute is enough to drive a guy insane.

Much like any commute, to be honest.

I've taken a bit of time to sketch out thumbnail "vignettes" from what I see in my environment, mostly so I get more comfortable drawing "places" as opposed to "people" or "things."

Here's one of  the few passable selections from my humble spiral-note.

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As I understand it, nobody else can figure out what it was I was actually sketching, but that's fine.  Identifiable subjects of representation would probably count as "D+" material, anyway.  [Here's a hint:  These views were all from the main walking-jogging path 'round the Downtown Park in Bellevue.]

I can't rightly keep this "Impressionistic" style if I'm going to put it to ink.  I think.  Maybe I could fiddle with monochrome swathes of not-color to fill in where I would usually put pencil-shadings.  Or where some would put "tones," whatever those might be.  The thought of actually doing the work in color is right out.

The reason I'm going through all this trouble is that I mean to construct Baymoon City from disparate parts.  Photoreference, mostly, though actually going out and looking at cities helps.  A lot of the action (where action is action, as opposed to a more sedate inaction) happens at night, so I'll be taking my new camera and taking photos of places and sights pretty enough for me to consider drawing, just with Magi fighting it out in the scene--possibly piloting Hardsuits and Fullarmors.

Thing is, since I don't have assistants to shunt most of my work onto, I'll have to economize.  And nighttime in the city helps keep somewhat abstracted, impressionist-styled scenes pretty, what with strategic light emplacement... er... placement highlighting the darkness.  It should manage to survive the transition to monochrome, I hope.  I'm rather terrible with colors, as you can see by digging into this journal's sordid past.

For daytime scenes, I'll just have to work on linework.  Which I'm also iffy on, to be honest.  There's a reason I share a special envy in my heart for the likes of Sixten, one of the people considerate enough to publicly prod me from inaction.

But!  I mean to do as the Scott McCloud Book Three encourages:  To create environments, not merely backgrounds, that help to flesh out the world in which the action takes place.  And to be honest, the world of Wonderful deserves a bit more detail than my current abilities are equipped to give.  Of course, you'll just have to take my word for it at this point.  Except for those folks who played in the world back when it was merely an eclectic role-playing campaign setting.  Especially Narr.  And possibly Ming, who is usually too busy WoWing to notice except in bursts of sudden and terrible clarity.


Well, I'd better get back to work.

Not Dead Yet!

But I'm not really alive either!

Anyway, ever since I got the last longpost out, I've been working on, well, actual work. And aside from that, trying to stave off my returning TF2 Addiction. As I'm busy doing other-y things, I'm probably going to wind up neglecting this poor LJ again.

But hey, at least I can post silly things like this:

What D&D Character Are You?

I Am A: Neutral Good Human Wizard (2nd Level)

Ability Scores:







Neutral Good A neutral good character does the best that a good person can do. He is devoted to helping others. He works with kings and magistrates but does not feel beholden to them. Neutral good is the best alignment you can be because it means doing what is good without bias for or against order. However, neutral good can be a dangerous alignment because it advances mediocrity by limiting the actions of the truly capable.

Humans are the most adaptable of the common races. Short generations and a penchant for migration and conquest have made them physically diverse as well. Humans are often unorthodox in their dress, sporting unusual hairstyles, fanciful clothes, tattoos, and the like.

Wizards are arcane spellcasters who depend on intensive study to create their magic. To wizards, magic is not a talent but a difficult, rewarding art. When they are prepared for battle, wizards can use their spells to devastating effect. When caught by surprise, they are vulnerable. The wizard's strength is her spells, everything else is secondary. She learns new spells as she experiments and grows in experience, and she can also learn them from other wizards. In addition, over time a wizard learns to manipulate her spells so they go farther, work better, or are improved in some other way. A wizard can call a familiar- a small, magical, animal companion that serves her. With a high Intelligence, wizards are capable of casting very high levels of spells.

Find out What Kind of Dungeons and Dragons Character Would You Be?, courtesy of Easydamus (e-mail)


According to that, the best I can do is apparently Magic Missle.  Obviously, this is 3rd Edition, which is slightly more memorable than the current one.

The 28 Unluckies, Part VII! The 23rd T.F., "Witch!"

    Well!  It's over a week, but not yet two.  I'm serious about getting my act together, and not because I'm afraid that more people are going to start stabbing me for my laziness.  It takes a lot of self control to not whittle away my time playing games or trolling one of the dozens of blogs I frequent.  And that's because I'm a lazy git with no self-control to begin with.

    Bought some Western comics I'm calling "research material."  Phonogram, because its author ambushed me in my own LJ.  Scott Pilgrim, because I was curious about all the hub-bub I'd read in other places I troll.  And The Middleman because Tom Francis posted some hilarious clips from the ABC Family TV Show, and I can't rightly read a TV show without subtitles, now can I?

    I also feel weird posting links that nobody will click.  You should click the links.  All three of you.  I'll drop by and bug you about it later, guys.

    Now, I'll be doing this post a bit differently, because it's faster and more fun for me this way.  It's weird that I use this as a pseudo-blog, when it's really supposed to be more of social networking page--but with, you know, tags and rich text format.  I should probably hop on over to Wordpress when I need a real blog.  That would imply that I'd need a blog, though.

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    And I'm working out final designs on the Four Sages, and will do a few random doodles just to remind myself what some characters are supposed to look like.  The Knight of the Fetterlock's powered harness is a bit too detailed for me to draw quickly and efficiently, so chances are Fetterlock will only show up when things are really serious.  Which suits the plot, given his actual identity and the complications of timing Fetterlock's arrival with his alter-ego's absence.  And no, don't expect me to do something silly like give it away in a rambling longpost.  I'm not that stoopid.
    Ironically, it might actually be easier to draw Dark Zanzibar than Fetterlock, since with giant robots I can fudge anatomy, so long as it stays internally consistent design-wise.  With powered armor, I have to remember that there's a person inside, and if I forget it'll probably wind up looking wonky.

    As an aside, before I go, who knew Kieron Gillen actually had a Wikipedia article about him?  Why doesn't anybody ever tell me these things?  On the other hand, there's too many John Walkers to count--none of whom, I imagine, have ever shed A Manly Tear for an emotional scene in an adventure game.  (Which is, frankly, something more people need to do.)  Sadly, I found neither an Alec Meer page nor any Jim Rossignol page, though I stumbled upon a translation of the latter's last name in the process.  Which was amusing, and not much else.
    My habit of not finishing posts when I first put them up is kind of awkward, though.

    Since I got that RPS fanboying out of my system, I'll probably return to my usual griping and food rambles aside from posting and commenting on whatever I think to put up here.  But before I go, there's another link you guys should see.

    Because I'm damn sure you didn't catch it when I posted it in chat.

    Click it, you bastards!  You too, Narr!  It's only a BMW commercial, honest.