#helen apsent

[helenapsent]

Continuing my obscurantism with an emotional challenge

This time depicting my four main blorbos

Leo - a little bit failed, I'm too lazy to fix his head shape; Absolutely thrilled with Helen's facial expression (I can hear the meme "pathetic"); While drawing Werner I really felt a drawing vacation (I especially like how his hands turned out, I really leave the "chief's kiss"); Oddmand as always has one emotion for all occasions…. Ah, stop, he doesn't really have emotions)0))

[helenapsent]

When every other OC with long hair….. :"^)

Btw, hi--

PLEASE !!!

[transformersimagines]

Ruin Pt. 1

I skip up the steps of the tan, one-story house and eagerly knock on the door. I hear a muffled voice call from within and the shuffling of feet approaching the door. I adjust my backpack and hat as I wait, letting my gaze wander. The bird feeder slowly swings from left to right in response to a light wind, a lone squirrel scurries across the street into the adjacent field, and the Sun's final rays reaching around Mt. Saint Helen in the distance casting a purply-pink color across the countryside. The door knob creaks as it twists, letting the door swing open into the house. Turning back around I smile at the person who answered the door.

“Took you long enough, Beth.” I smirk, stepping forward into the house. She moves out of my way and shuts the door behind me.

“Would you rather me have left you outside?” She remarks. I chuckle at the comment, setting my bag down on the floor and flop onto the couch.

“Hmm… Soft..” I muse, squeezing one of the throw pillows into my chest. Beth rolls her eyes and walks through the living room, grabing my bag up off the ground.

“Come on Allison, we have to get started if you want to even get through season one by tomorrow.” Beth states. I nod my reply. In one easy move, I roll off the couch and stand back up. Before following Beth I fix the pillow so the couch apears to be untouched once more. As we walk through the kitchen, I grab an apple and toss it from one hand to the other, continuing to follow Beth towards the garage, aka Beth’s room. She opens the door and I swiftly slip past her and run into her side of the garage. Bursting through her curtain separators I dart in and sit down on her bed. I wait for Beth to emerge from the curtains herself, and once she does I fake yawn and stretch my arms into the air.

“What took you so long? Been waiting for, like, ever!” I exaggerate. Beth rolls her eyes and tossed my backpack at me. I catch it and set it next to me. 

“Here.” I toss the apple at Beth, she catches it with ease and looks down at it confused.

“And I need this… why?” She asks. I shrug and unzip backpack and start rummaging around inside of it.

“Just set it to the side, I’ll eat it later.” I asnwers. Beth does so and walks over to the bed. I feel my hand grip the fabric object within my bag, I triumphantly shoot my hand into the air and wave the object in the air, almost hitting Beth's face.

“Whoa, watch out! Wait… is that my hat?!” She exclaims. I nod proudly.

“You left it at my house when you came over last,” I explain. Beth reaches for it but I quickly jerk it back down to my lap. “You know what?” I take off my own hat and slip on hers, “I’m feeling dangerous.” Beth rolls her eyes and snatches up my hat.

“Well then, a hat for a hat.” She sticks my hat onto her head and we look at each other in silence before bursting into laughter.

“The Autobot symbol really doesn’t suit you,” I notice. Beth nods in response, sitting down next to me.

“The Decepticon symbol doesn’t exactly suit you either.” She adds. I smile and look up at the rim of the purple hat which I was wearing, “Anyway, let’s get started.” I agree and pull out my computer from my bag and open it up. It was already ready and loaded to the first episode of Transformers.

“Some of this is going to be repetitive for you, but it's better to start from the beginning and make sure we don’t skip any episodes you haven’t watched yet. Anyway, it's always nice to rewatch stuff.” I explain. Beth nods and we both lean close together and I press play. 

Many, many episodes, a few bags of chips, and a liter of mountain dew later the ground shakes lightly, barely moving anything. I glance up from the screen and look around confused. I shift in my spot, inspecting the room. This makes the computer slide down my lap. Beth groans and reaches forward, pressing pause.

“What are you doing?” She asks, slightly annoyed.

“I think I felt something.” I state, removing the computer from my lap and set it down on the bed. I stand up and walking towards one of Beth’s covered windows.

“Come again?” Beth questioned.

“I thought I felt the ground shake.” I repeat, trying to stare through the semi-translucent curtains covering the windows.

“We were watching a battle scene, you probably just imagined it.” Beth offers. She huffs and leans over her bed and reaches for a small clock. She looks it over and whistles, “We might want to finish this episode and go to bed, it's already 3:45, AM. Come on!” I turn towards Beth hesitantly, my gaze still lingering on the window. A few seconds roll by, nothing, I sigh walk back towards Beth.

“Ya, I guess you’re--” I'm cut off as the ground starts to shake violently, causing everything in Beth’s room to fly off its shelf. I fall to the floor from the sudden movement, amny object nearly hitting me as they fell. Beth reacts quickly, jumping from her bed and pulling me up from the ground. We stand in the middle of her room, away from any falling or potentally falling objects. When the ground finally stills we exchange a quick look and sprint to the front door. 

I arrive outside first, looking around for any damage that would explain the tremors. Luckily, with the full moon and millions of stars in the sky, the outside was actually quite visible. My eyes are drawn to the looming mountain, smoke billowing out of one sides. Once Beth is outside she follows my gaze, spottings the smoke.

“Do you think Helen finally popped, again?” She asks. I shake my head, still watching the smoke. If Helen were to explode again the smoke would have a much wider ridius, this was too small to even compare.  

“No, if that was true there would be a lot more smoke.” I correct. Suddenly a white light apears in the sky floating above whatever th source of this smoke is. The light pulses twice then disappears.

“What the hell was that?!” Beth questions. Before I could answer there's a silent, blinding white light that consumes my vision. I stumble back, onto the ground. My ears soon start to ring, my vision remaining white. I shut my eyes and cover my ear to try and dampen the effect, but it does nothing. 

“Beth?” I call out apsently. A hand grabs my arms, a distant voice calls out. I open my eyes and blink rapidly, trying to clear my sight. The light slowly fades, replaced by the blurred shaped of Beth's front yard. Soon I'm able to make out the figure of Beth standing in front of me, her mouth seems to be moving, forming silent words.

“I can’t hear you.” I say. Though, I really didn't know if I said it at all, I could still only hear a high pitched ringing. I must have because soon after Beth stopped ‘talking’ and stood there silently. Once I started to hear the rustling of the leaves and have my sight became more exact I relax.

“Allison?” Beth asks. It sounded distant, but at least I could hear her now.

“I’m fine now, to a functional sense,” I reply, looking back over at Mount St. Helen, “Look!” I point to the mountain. She glances over her shoulder and gasps in surprise.

“Where did it go?” She asks, astonished. The mountain was no longer smoking, every trace of the smoke had disappeared from they sky.

“Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” I ask, still staring in astonishment at the empty sky.

“I’ll get my keys.” She answers. I push myself off the ground and we both dart back into the house. Once back in her room, I grab my thin coat, a soft light catches my eye from the bed. The computer was still on and waiting. 

“Don’t drive off without me!” I yell to Beth as she leaves the garage. I walk over to the computer and pick it up, “Don’t want you using any unnecessary…” I look harder at the screen before me, “energy...”  

By pausing the video it had minimized onto the website page. The screen should be displaying the paused episode with the bots in mid-battle, the episode name printed below it in comic sans, and a few ads along the side. The ads were the same weird, random stuff that popped up, but everything else was different. The episode itself was glitched out, flashing harsh white and black static. The episode name was glitched as well, the letters scrolled through the alphabet rapidly. Upon further observation, the URL was also glitching in a similar way as the title.

“What in the world…” I wonder aloud, looking for anything else that was glitched. Beth blairs on her horn, obviously annoyed. I glance towards the exit then back down at the computer. I sigh in defeat, closing it and tossing it back onto the bed. I sprint out of the room and out to Beths car. I hop in and buckle up.

“What took you so long?” Beth asks, shifting her car into gear and backing out of her driveway.

“My computer was glitching out.” I explain, gazing out the window at the mountain in thought.

“Want to elaborate on that?” She requests. Now turned onto the road, she shifts into drive nd drives down the road.

“Well, the video was static and the words on the screen where glitched out. So, they were switching from letter to letter super fast.” I elaborate.

“Think the light emitted some kind of EMP?” Beth suggests.

“No, an EMP would have a much lower pitch. This one had a higher pitch. Similar to that of a dog whistle, but a half step below.” I clarify. Beth nods, understanding. She lightly presses the brake, slowing down. We soon turn into an old dirt road, weeds and tree branches wack the sides of the car as we drive on. 

“What did it look like?” I ask. She glances over at me confused, before immediantly looking back towards the road as we run over yet another dip in the dirt, “The light. Did it do anything, I know it released an extremely bright flash, hence why I was ‘blind’ for a few minutes, followed by the harsh ringing. I theorize that it was something similar to a wave because of the delay with the light and sound.”

“You’re not far off at all. The flash that blinded you was from the light that apeared then disapeared. It expanded after the flash, but then shrunk into itself. soon after it shrank it instantly exploded outwards in all directions. The light dived down and moved along the ground, maybe two or three feet above, like a wave. It went right through us and kept moving, and it was moving pretty fast.” Beth explains. She pulled off to the side of the dirt road into a semi clear area, turning off the car. “We’re going to have to go the rest of the way by foot, don't think my car can handle this much off roading.”

“Hmm... “ I think, unbuckling slowly, trying to process everything Beth had told me. “Ok…” We comtinue to follow the path, slowly stalking through the heavy brush, completely unseen. As we near the mountain sounds of clanking metal, buzzing saws, and sparking welders fill the air. I have to cover my ears at risk of going deaf, as we near.  A mere three feet away from the mountain's base Beth pushes aside a small bush so we could see what was going on. And what was going on, neither of us was ready for.

At the base of the mountain, working vigorously, was a multitude of robots. No, not robots, Cybertronians! The Autobots even! Beth quickly lets go of the bush she is holding, giving us complete cover from the bots visual, if they were to use there sensors that would be a whole different story. She looks back at me astonished.

“We need to get out of here.” She commands.

“Agreed.” I comply, turning around and running back to Beht's car.

When we finally arrived back at Beth’s house we dart around her house, locking all doors and windows. Once that was done we convene in her room. I sit on her burgundy couch while Beth sits down at her electric piano. She starts to play the chorus of “Stronger Than You”, drawing out each note unnecessarily long.

“Was that?” Beth starts.

"I... I don't know." I reply, even though I knew exactly what we saw, we both new. 

"How is that even possbile? Their not real." Beth continues.

“I know.” I state plainly. How could it be, though? The Autobots, Transformers in general, shouldn’t be real. No matter how cool it is, or will be, from my the extensive “study” and the long string of transformers movies and TV series; Any place with Autobots, means Decepticons are close by. And with Decepticons comes destruction, and with destruction comes… death. I stand up and walk over to my bag, quickly gathering up my belongings. Beth still sits at her piano, repeating the same notes.

“I assume you have a plan?” Beth inquiries, not looking up from her piano. I grab the last of my belonging and zip my backpack up, slinging it over my shoulder.

“Not a full plan, more like… twelve percent of a plan.” I explain, a smile on my face at the chance to us the reference, “Don’t do anything till I get back, don’t even look them up online. Stay safe till I have the proper tools and information to figure out exactly what happened, and what's going to happen.” I walk out of Beth's room and back through her house to the front, Beth close behind. I walk out the door, take one more look at Mount. St. Helen, and sprint home. No matter what the future may hold, I need to protect Beth... I need to protect…  everyone.

[helenapsent]

I'm back to aesthetics again...

[helenapsent]

After a few days I got this thing done with my OCs/children, yep, I'm good for it

Again I decided to try to draw in the style of mogeko games, I haven't drawn in it for quite a long time. at least this time there's no strong self-referentiality, as it was in the year 18-19 :^) I think it turned out quite well this time!

/I based the poses on the sprites of some characters from the line of games and manga from the same series, so I think you can see some similarities here

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[helenapsent]

Anyway, made a couple of interesting things with my "kids" recently. Here they are:

/language explanations included, ha-ha/

"Your Character As..."

Oddmand as...

Color: #080b27 Plant: "Crow's Eye" (lat. Paris quadrifolia) Animal: Polar Wolf Smell: Rain and damp Musical composition: Sopor Aeternus & The Ensemble of Shadows - The Conqueror Worm II Sense: Fear/Shock

Werner as…

Color: #E6A8D7 Plant: Belladonna (lat. Atrópa belladónna) Animal: Misumena Vatia Smell: Caramel candies Musical composition: Sopor Aeternus & The Ensemble of Shadows - La Mort D'arthur Sense: Amorousness

Leonid as…

Color: #fdfff5 Plant: Applewood (lat. Malus domestica) Animal: Sheltie puppy Smell: Flour Musical composition: Blackmore's Night - The Circle Sense: Anticipation

Helen as…

Color: #EC3018 Plant: Marigold (lat. Caléndula) Animal: Norwegian Forest Cat Smell: Cinnamon Musical composition: Ella Henderson - Ghost Sense: Irritation/Fatigue

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Big spoiler for the work, although you could argue with that, as there will be 4 people in the drawing In the meantime, check out my under-slept bun Helen /I'll explain later what the fuss is about and what happened to the stylistics, he-he

[helenapsent]

sorry, I stole this thingy from @nighttbound ~ but it looks interesting to me

Me VS my OC's

[helenapsent]

I think I should tell you about my setting... Of course, it is in development now, but I probably just want to present it.

In general, this story takes place in a medieval fantasy. There are a lot of characters in it and there are, as it seems to me, several lines of plot development (I'm still working on this). Only four heroes stand out from the whole mass, the narration from which will go and promote the plot of the book (it will be a novel with illustrations): Oddmand Lofgren (priest of darkness), Werner Richter (minstrel), Leonid Amatanidis (a young guardsman, as well as Oddmand's assistant) and Helen Apsent (a young cook, Leonid's childhood friend).

I will tell you about them a little later, and now I will tell you one interesting feature of my fantasy world. Anyway, everything there is connected with religion, or rather in the belief about the existence of Heaven and Hell. But the catch is that it is taught through the prism of well-known drinks - tea and coffee. Coffee is hell, Tea is heaven, respectively.

The seasons and months are for the most part similar to the names of tea varieties (I also wanted to make them look harmonious, well, alternate in a checkerboard pattern, like, for example: summer - tea, autumn - coffee, winter - tea, spring - coffee, but this is too difficult, so I decided that everything would be connected with tea).

The inner energy of the being belongs to each grade of the tea month. It is shown through the fire of different colors (red, yellow, green and blue).

What am I leading all this to? To the fact that these months and energy will play an important role in the plot twist, as a "Ritual of Awakening". The ritual is associated with two Gods watching over the whole world - Paradise (tea) Dog and the Infernal (coffee) Snake - one of which (specifically the Dog) fell asleep for several years and without his intervention, an imbalance began to occur in the world (in other words, bad events began to happen more often than usual (murders, theft, illegal transportation of prohibited chemical and magical agents, etc.)).

The whole district suffers from this imbalance, and in order to get rid of it, you need to conduct a "Ritual of Awakening". For him, you need to collect five doubles (4 women and 1 man, or vice versa), each of which carries the energy of a certain type of tea. The last fifth double should be secret, it is a kind of "milk companion" (milk can be added to both tea and coffee, so that the alignment was chosen exactly like this). These five will have to dance around a large bonfire, and then jump into it so that their energy is released and forms a single image of a "righteous" who will have to wake up the Paradise Dog.

Hence my whole universe got the name "Awaken God" (simply and succinctly, and reliably, like a Swiss watch ha-ha)

Now perhaps I will return to my four heroes. As I said, they are the ones who will acquaint the reader with the whole plot (I will describe them as briefly as possible to keep the intrigue and make you at least a little interested (well, I hope so 👉👈)):

1) Oddmand Lofgren is a Priest of darkness or an "evil sorcerer", the only person who knows about the existence of the "Awakening Ritual" and how it should be carried out.

2) Werner Richter is a Minstrel, as well as the mentor of idi "Big Brother" (this is his nickname) Leonid and Helen. He is a professional in the field of all types of dancing. He belongs to an ancient genus of arachnids (perhaps he can even be considered the only representative of this race, since it was exterminated when he was very young).

3) Leonid Amatanidis is a young guardsman and Oddmand's assistant. He searches for treasures and magical artifacts on the instructions of Oddmand, and also practices the art of fencing. This boy is one of the "companions" for the "Awakening Ritual".

4) Helen Apsent is a young cook, as well as a "Fiery Executioner". She works in a restaurant with her father, has been friends with Leonid since an early age (and in general they look like two drops of water, even from different families) and Werner. In addition, she sells chickens. She is also one of the "companions" for the "Awakening Ritual".

In conclusion, I will only say that these four are a kind of family. They all know each other well and consider themselves to be related people to each other (you can argue with Oddmand, of course, but still it's no different, he joins the whole company of three guys)

Actually, that's all for now. :ь

I think when I'm more or less done, I'll introduce you to it better. I really hope that it will be interesting to you and you will not regret spending time on it...👉👈

[helenapsent]

Again last year ... Or this year? Oh sure! It was January! So the current one, he-he

By the way, one of my favorites (made a monster from my OC)

And all just because of one song ...

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It was another birthday present, but only for one of my artist friends. It was last year and, of course, there are some inconsistencies in this work, but I think they are not so noticeable

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Well

The end of the summer and I came up with a more or less good OC. Her name is Helen Apsent and she works at her father's restaurant called "World of Sweets".

She is a very caring, calm and quiet girl with her own "quirks" (she experiments with tastes, so she never refuses to enjoy eating any insect by first giving it or cooking it. Besides, she suffers from insomnia and instead of "fairy tales for girls", she reads "Playboy" at night (only because of a love for the female body) and quietly collects a collection of these extravagant magazines, lol).

Such are the things, in fact.

[osophobic]

Love love love!

Continuing my obscurantism with an emotional challenge

This time depicting my four main blorbos

Leo - a little bit failed, I'm too lazy to fix his head shape; Absolutely thrilled with Helen's facial expression (I can hear the meme "pathetic"); While drawing Werner I really felt a drawing vacation (I especially like how his hands turned out, I really leave the "chief's kiss"); Oddmand as always has one emotion for all occasions…. Ah, stop, he doesn't really have emotions)0))

[osophobic]

finger lickin' good

After a few days I got this thing done with my OCs/children, yep, I'm good for it

Again I decided to try to draw in the style of mogeko games, I haven't drawn in it for quite a long time. at least this time there's no strong self-referentiality, as it was in the year 18-19 :^) I think it turned out quite well this time!

/I based the poses on the sprites of some characters from the line of games and manga from the same series, so I think you can see some similarities here

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[osophobic]

What can I say? I got a thing for moodboards

I'm back to aesthetics again...