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I've been rereading the Kyoshi books, and I'm in a character design mood, so I thought of designing Team Avatar: Kuruk edition

It's so much fun designing Avatar characters. I love getting to research the different influences that contribute to the worldbuilding

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So does this mean the title of Romulus’ infamy on Sabine women intended to be abduction, even if the implications are awful even by Roman standards (I mean they did had Romulus murdering his brother Remus, even in older works besides Aeneid).

shout out to my fave under-appreciated unbreakable transgender hero

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*to Ikram* I would like to pet this creature.

A rough sketch of Dia the Red and her son Ikram 

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Account 2: The Rough Start

“The first week has been rough for me. Had to live out in the wild with a giant cloak for warmth for two days. Lucky for me, I managed to find a well-stocked mine right along my way. I went through the place and found my self some supplies with a nifty stun staff among them. Then I found a door and opened it, only to reveal a giant freak waiting below.”

“I thwarted that freak from above. It backed away a few time before it realized something about the support. It just took a wild slash to get the platform tumbling down to right near that freak. Luckily. I quickly thrust the staff at its chest with a charge. The giant tumbled down and stop breathing.”

“After taking a few deep breaths, I found myself with crates full of goodies. I can’t carry it all, so I decided to wander around the cave. Then I found some tidy area where I can safely place my tent and get some shut eyes without predators mauling me. So I took the entire day to make myself a personal base camp.“

“After the first week, I decided to scout around the planet for further interest and staving boredom. The scouting was mostly clear until I saw a group of guys dressed in purple robes. I plan to run away but one of them called his friends after spotting me. He then raised a blaster at me, but I tackled him before jabbing a blade that I was carrying at the time. I should have brought my shock staff. Then I took the pistol from his hand and forced the last two members to surrender. This is when I realized that my safety has been compromised by sparing two of them. Then again, I had to stop the fight right now since they can overpower me had I continue. I quickly ran back to base and carry what I can with me to find a new safe place. Then, I found a trading outpost that led me to a starship who was kind enough to let me on board to a settlement built on the planet’s moon. I was glad to finally back in a relatively civilized area with room and board. This was before I realized the reason for the starship captain’s kindness when he asked if I would work with him on exploring an abandoned mining outpost in return. At least he gave me an armor and a weapon, which would be deducted from my pay and salvage goods.“

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Frankie Myre

Frc(So I decided to start a new After Action today based on my own story from my screenshots Starbound, which will be different from the game’s lore. While I did Ferg, I decided to make a new character, Frankie Myre, with the recent 1.4 update.)

Account 1: The Prologue

“Folks call me Frankie. 21 years old college student studying civil engineering on my home planet of Hansaheim, the capital world among the territories Expansion and Foundation Incorporated (EFI) and major docks for United Syndicates of Colonial Merchants (USCM) fleets.“

“I am glad to be born and raised on this planet, the epicenter of interstellar bringing different cultures like Pisceans around. My landlady happened to be one. Just after I left my dorm, I saw the chimed tree that Piscean delegation brought to us a long time ago. Seen that venerable tree daily. But the daily routine ended just on that occasion.“

“Something large and fast came crashing on the urban landscape accompanied by explosions. Then the announcement called about the Primate Hegemony’s massive invasion of the planet as the ground trembled and the fire roared across the city. Evacuations were initiated, defense forces were called, and people began to run towards nearest starports for escape. I was lucky since I managed to sneak through the warehouse before finding a cargo ship parked there. When I reached my destination, the Primate landing craft touched down in cleared areas and disgorged everything from soldiers to weapons platform.“

“As the barest system diagnostics were done on such short time, I began to dawn on such horrors: the lack of mighty escort fleets of USCM, the entire EFI’s security forces being overstretched from Primate attacks, and the fall of the capital Hansaheim. Those events meant that the Primate Hegemony had successfully subdued the Corporate territories with the inhabitants either enslaved or scattered. Then the ship rumbled and roared towards the sky, which began to litter with many like it dotted across the horizon. Unfortunately, the rushed launches and attacks by Primate Hegemony’s land units and ships claimed many ships as they failed to escape from the planet. I barely made it out alive with the ship having to make an emergency landing on a border planet. I look at the flower I pluck from the garden, the remainder of my lost home.

Then I found a moment of invigoration after my grievance. I touched down on the planet and began my plans to start my live over in The Untapped Frontier.“

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Awww zog.

Professor X forgot to keep his things in his pants again.

In vague fairness to 616 Xavier, I don’t think he actually knew about any of his kids until it was too late.

Check my Patreon out if you’d like to support the comic, even a little bit helps. Or just to check out the reward tiers, I tried to make them fun: https://www.patreon.com/waitingforthet

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I remember them. They were interesting nonetheless, mecharina.

(I was RPing as a Highborn officer though.)

Some screenshots of plots I’ve made for my old guild’s rp events. The storyline was about gathering old eldan relics that possessed the soul of the scions. (I know that doesn’t make sense lore-wise, but I forgot how we made it work out.)

Around this time, it was also my first chance at creating missions, and DMing said missions. Of course they were never easy since I was totally new to it, but i definitely learned a lot from them, plus they were fun, even with the rough patches here and there. 

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And this is why Valeria will only let herself, her husband, her maid, and her first cousin to push hover baby cart, twins!edition.

Freebots just wanna be free, man.

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So news from Pappylicious

https://twitter.com/Pappylicious/status/1086307333154586625

(He is part of In-Exile company now, just wanted to let you know and the tag below are for his works rather than what he will do.)

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Since I am starting to write stories now, I find it useful.

Update: 05/15/15

Adjusted a few things regarding handwritten dialogue and sound effects. Hope you find the revisions helpful.

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All these pages are 8.5x11, 300 dpi. Feel free to print it out in full size if you like physical copies

Comics and Comic Artists

Jake Wyatt- deviantart tumblr

“Welcome To Summers”

“Soliloquy”

Suggested Reading/Books: Scott McCloud’s “Making Comics” (entirely done in comic format) Exercises/Practices/Tutorials:

Lettering

Speech Bubbles Mistakes

Paint Bucket Resource

Storyboarding and Camera angles

What is DPI?

Transferring Traditional to Digital (Photoshop Tutorial)

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For anyone who’s feeling silly about getting emotional over the loss of Wildstar, I talked about it with a friend who doesn’t play MMOs, and also expressed the same thought, and here’s what she had to say:

“It was a big part of a lot of peoples’ lives and they invested a lot of time into it, found and maintained friendships because of it. It’s natural to feel sad just like with any big change to someone’s life. Psychologically speaking it would be the same as being forced to move out of a town you’ve lived in for, what, 10 years? Real or virtual, it doesn’t matter to your brain. So yeah, it’s okay and totally understandable to feel lost right now. People will say it’s just a game but fuck those guys ‘cause they don’t understand. The emotional and mental commitment is the same.“

It’s okay to feel your feelings.

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Well, today is the last day.

12 pm PST/ 2100 CET/ 3 pm EST will be the start time before a shutdown 2 hours later.

Sadly, I have work today, so all I can do is to share this gathering.

Farewell, cowboys.

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Well, this is it.

I won’t be making it to the shutdown event tomorrow (work), so I will just post it here.

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Dang it, it is on my work day.

Just in case anyone missed the notice.

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(Ranger Riko, Issue #23)

The Dreadcommando had already taken the planet and the defenders are forced underground. To make matters worse, it was discovered from sorties on prisoners and intel that the planet itself hosted an ancient prison that hosted a monster that will devastate this part of the galaxy. Entire team were devastated by this news as they were essentially trapped while the agents plan to unleash the terror upon the galaxy. Suddenly, the Mech-Marquess looked at Riko’s ancestral sword brought by her as an unofficial badge. He was bemused by its intricate yet powerful design, which he knew its craftsmanship. He then called upon his techno-smith who knew about schematics of such weapons. Riko was reluctant, but she had to hand it over for her sword’s repairs. Soon, the blade was returned with its handle and blade refined by hours of work. The Mech-Marquess told her to click on the jewel on the sword. Upon activation, a sheath of energy covered the entire blade.

“It was fortunate that this blade had been the rare broken ones that can still be repaired.“ said the Mech-Marquess. According to the cyber aristocrat, the blades had been masterpieces of galactic swords but a majority had been presumably lost, if not becoming inert junk. In addition, the blade can defeat the creature if it was released along with its capability to allow a fighter to use it against gunners. The team was rejoiced and proceed to reach to the region where the Dreadcommandos had started their excavation.

The team managed to board a convoy truck that had been waiting for the drill to bore through the mountain to reach the ancient weapon. It has been days with two drills broken from stresses made to bore through the ancient defensive walls The team had to hide and reduce elimination as to prevent the guards on searching for them. Finally, they broke through but the horrors began to pour out from the breach. The Dreadcommandos took losses, but they managed to break through to gates of the ancient vault.

The entire landscape is made of flesh and tentacles, which the entire environment is grotesque yet alive. The team. made up of Kitty and a former EFI security, attempted to trudge away from Dread Commando’s convoys. The journey was treacherous, but the team made it through save for Kitty who was wounded when a fly-like creature detonated near her. Even in such desperate times, Riko refuses to leave Kitty to her fate. But they reached the chasm and found that she had to go there alone. Riko had to bid farewell, as Kitty and the guard began to help her hoist down. As she reached the bottom, she had to worry about two of them as the guard is the only one capable of defending Kitty with few ways to return save for the possibly arrival of Dreadcommandos who would not have prisoners.

Riko travelled the underground of the vault, filled with ichor and more tentacles. Then, she met the leader of Dread Commandos, Annette Naxos herself. Riko yelled at Naxos and charged at her. The two entered to a duel, which lasted for three minutes. Both of them were at a contest, now taking themselves a brief break as they prepare for second strike. “Ms. Naxos, why would you resort to such tactics? Isn’t your people suffered already by the invasion? The Realms, the resistance, the humans, and even neutral colonies are planning to defend against the tyrannical primates.” as Riko attempted to reason with her.

Naxos just huff and puff, before replying, “Bah, you were naivete, Ranger. I’ve seen what Primate are capable of. Even the best fleet that my corporation had fielded were annihilated. And do you think what’s left of the board at EFI would care other than profits? We Dreadcommandos are only functioning asset here. And we will not give advantages to the upcoming rivals in your so-called alliance. In fact, those apes didn’t know what they just did when we called for a truce, and this is our window to retialiate against them. This creature is the only way, the Untapped Frontier will be left for no one.”. Riko found her to be a narcissist and a selfish commander who deluded herself as an extremist commander. Then suddenly, the creature awakens with Annette looking at it with joy. “BEHOLD, THE OCULUS MONOLITH!“

The beast’s eye began to fire its beam at Riko and mad Naxos.

The beam was intense and blinding, yet Riko managed to dodge it for some reason. Annette Naxos was left as a burning husk. As the creature flail its tentacles, Riko was busy dodging and parrying until she saw an opportune moment. She then ran up to the tentacle before hopping towards the creature’s eyes as it began to glow to open fire again. It was a Riko gamble as the beam and the tip of her energy blade began to contend.

As the blade pierces through the creature’s eyes, its energy contained behind the pupil begins to explode. Riko dropped down, and became exhausted as she look upon her deed to save the Untapped Frontier. The entire area began to crumble. On this moment, entire Dreadcommandos lost their effective fighting force save for a small portion of vehicle fleet parked out at the excavation that managed to escape at the moment the land rumbles. The convoy managed to reached the rim and only 9 out of 100 personnel remained, with the rest perished at the breach, excavation, fighting wildlife, and eventually the sundering the region. Other than the nine, Kitty and the guard managed to sneak at the back of the car during the Dreadcommandos’ panic escape. Now they quickly retreated to the directions of the ruined castle to reunite with their comrades.

It was a lucky day for the two, but not for Riko as she sacrificed herself in order to save the galaxy. But it was just an official report and an assumption based on the general devastation of the region. It took 3 days for the survivors to reach to Mech-Marquess, who was emotional as he hears her demise. Soon, the remnants of Dreadcommandos surrendered as their leadership was destroyed and their fighting forces was battered when the defenders returned to deal with them. The Piscean Royal Ministry rewarded the Tideseeker family for the heroic deeds of their scion, leaving behind her siblings to carry on their legacy. The colony that Riko built would become a fully fledged town with the EFI remnants finally getting their normal lives with a functioning habitat.  A month after the EFI announced their bankruptcy and Primate Hegemony halted its massive offensive due to resistance, the Humans’ core worlds began to plan to assemble an expedition back into the Untapped Frontier with the aid of Frontier Corps. 

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(Ranger Riko, Issue #22)

Note: The new work schedule had made me post my Tumblr stories on Sunday and Monday instead of usual Wednesday and Thursday. Also, I am going to wrap this story up tomorrow.

A wounded and a dead, former being the gold-haired human and a latter being the tribal mercenary, is the report for the quarrel with the Dreadcommandos at the avian temple. As they tracked the convoy from their last point from the temple, they were hailed by a robotic feudal lord from his personal fief that he enriched by a combination of agricultural goods and tolls on passing ships in exchange for rest and refuel. The group visited the aristocrat, or by his preferred title “Mech-Marquess”, who was pleased to have a visitor with news and wealth brought to him for his gratitude of hospitality. Riko began with a bow as her entourage flanked around her.

“A Piscean Ranger” exclaimed the Mech-Marquess, “A pleasure to meet someone from the Realms known for diplomacy and fine culture”. Both of them shared a conversation before finding an icebreaker on the Dreadcommandos, which the mere term made him open to give a write-off of toll for Riko’s team. According to Mech-Marquess, he had issues with Dreadcommandos just as he was about to relax from the demise of Expansion and Foundation Incorporated when they launched a series of raids on his planet. He wanted Riko and her group to put a stop to their glorified banditry before a coincidence arrived. Riko called her group on a battle station and they began battle near the wall of the castle. It took hours as endless waves of robed soldiers dropped from their shuttles and countered with the arrival of Primate resistance.  It was rather a large battle, but they managed to put the former EFI agents on the retreat after a big push near the castle’s citadel. The broke siege equipment, various weapons, and bodies were strewn across the castle. Riko just sat near the entrance to find respite.

 Then a giant dragon approaches from the horizon, but a human is riding it. As the creature landed and roared, the rider revealed to be the leader named Annette Naxos. She began to lead the second assault with the Dread Commandos as they assailed upon the weary defenders. Riko pulled out her blade and grenades to focus her attacks on the dragon. Riko dodged and strike as the dragon began to attack her, where her infliction upon it revealed its metallic underneath its cover. Then finally, a bomb was lodged near the spine, which its came loose and dismantled as the bomb exploded. Unfortunately, Annette Naxos escaped and still managed to lead her troop as Riko’s forces was pushed back.

The Mech-Marquess called Riko and her group to follow him as he led the defenders to retreat to the chambers below where he explained his well-prepared moment for such a disaster. Riko reluctantly called a retreat and forced to give the ruined castle to the Dread Commandos. Then, they were guided across the secret door away from the sight of Naxos and her commandos. Finally revealing strange ruins with the Mech-Marquess and his treasures and supplies waiting for her.

“I think they got to the gates to their goal, Ranger. Now we wait for the moment to plunge the dagger upon their vulnerable moment,“ said the Mech-Marquess.

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(Ranger Riko, Issue #21)

Riko had visited the committee on the city she frequented for reports on her surveys and diplomacy. The committee members were aghast at such treatment of their delegation and intention to treat them as obedient vassals. They promised to Riko that they will delegate to the government at core regions and muster their defenses on incoming Primate Hegemony raids. In addition, they were blessed with the existence of resistance who would aid them in mutual goals of their discontent against the authoritarian regime. Riko was also allowed to visit the temple on an arid planet. She assembled the team and began their journey.

They were greeted by a local clergy who had tended the temple. He was glad to have a visitor other than Talonian pilgrims or religious leaders. He then guided the three into the sanctum of the temple while allowing them to see the impressive sight of their architecture. The setting seems contradictory, at least by more technologically inclined civilizations like Piscean and Humans, which the temple may seem ancient and yet blended with modern technology. The temple is made with brown clay bricks and cobblestones yet self-powered electric light dotted the temple. Ancient sarcophagus and religious symbols in a room with what seems to be computer screens. To further the anomalous mixture, they also saw a group of warriors armed with well-made clubs with a few carrying hi-tech rifles. Riko took note of such culture before reaching the atrium.

Then the team was reunited with the large Talonian priest, who was glad to have new guests. Riko then conversed with the priest about their cultures, which she learned about Talonian’s rise from their unchanging religious culture into the spacefaring culture in a span of forty years. The priest told about a phenomenon where their annual celebration coincided with a crashed starship with schematics for spaceship manufacturing and infrastructure. It was also fortunate that the curious priest was more interested in learning rather than ignoring or dismantling the crashed ship. As a result, his discovery allowed the Talonian to construct starships and advance to galactic culture barring a strife between traditionalists and modernists beginning over his trial of heresy as his invention grew the ire of older hierophants. Currently, things had not been as well as the Dread Commandos had subjugated into a tributary subject and now loading their wealth into their starships. Riko then asked if they would wish for a liberation, which the Talonian priest nodded and asked the team to assault as the Dread Commandos had been declared as “enemy”. The assault begins with the team swimming towards the underground river before reaching the cave. Riko opened up her weapons and caught them by surprise. It would seem to be a victory except the soldiers rallied and managed to halt their advance. Three hours passed and Riko was glad that the Talonian was able to bring their temple guards to break through their makeshift hangar. Except it was gone, and the group along with their loot escaped.

And the casualty hadn’t been reported yet.