#resin chess pieces

[averyscrafts]

ooooone more thing, my first batch of chess pieces came out looking better than ever, you can see some of the weights at the bottoms but that's the price you pay for weighted chess pieces I suppose.

[reine-du-sourire]

Conversation I just had:

[kollectorsrus]

[its-a-pain-having-a-name]

So we don’t know we just had this little character in our head which made a fucked up little art project and we need to remember it. Gonna post it because why not, they are kind tma so yeah. (These descriptions are bad and rudimentary at best be warned)

The twisting halls-

Long halls of doors which branch off into spirals it has striped blue/white pink/yellow wallpaper

The dark room-

Painted with the blackest black with red coloured lantern and figures in the room

The moon pool-

Liminal space with repeating columns with snaking pools of glass and cyan light.

The room of isolation-

It is cold just a chair and glass all around however behind the glass is translucent white glass and the appearance of talking figures in the distance

Immensity-

Below is lit blue glass which goes continuously down, the surface of which looks like the ripples of the sea. Over head is wide and open, full of titan statues, forced perspective and orbiting planets.

The moon chamber-

Mirrors used to reflect any moon light down to a grasping stone hand

Impossible stairs-

A room of Escher like staircases most defying gravity and leading nowhere. Separate but similar to is large barely climbable blocks making the wanderer feel small

The liminal section-

A mash between different corridors with blue sky painted behind windows, massive arch ways and staircases

The watched library-

A place filled with bookcases which arch to the ceiling packed with books of gibberish. Like the library of babble however some parts of the books have diagrams, strange number systems, characters from made up languages and short spouts of paranoia, ideas about being so close to knowing and endlessly being watched. There is a throne of green in there and the walls are littered with all kinds of eyes.

The trinket room-

Filled with all kinds of curious and impossible mathematical objects

The fractal rooms-

A collection of rooms where the floor is large detailed carving of such things as trionskies triangle, the lichen berg pattern and the Mandelbrot set.

The decay room-

Looks dusty old beige, fungi blooming. There is a withered looking sofa

The proximal room-

You climb up through a trap door, which when put down is almost unnoticeable. It is like a classroom, the clock does not tick, the computers time does not change and where all doors and windows should be there is a recession but the wall is smoothed over.

The static room-

An animatronic model slums across a desk sluggishly moving. A coffee cup filled with a psychedelic looking pattern sits before the figure. In front of the figure the only light comes from many old tv screens which are filled with colourful static, bars of colour or neon smiling face with spiralling eyes.

The meat shop-

A butcher’s shop where you see candy coloured gore, a selection of goods sit on plates on display they are caked in resin made piles representing dripping colourful gore. Some are pink others neon blue. a model stands massive cleverer mid-swing the model of the muscular butcher who has too many muscles and extra parts.

The neglected mall-

A series of ruined shops situated in a concreted looking space devoid of customers

The puppets room-

With a massive chessboard floor , chess pieces, two large marionette figures playing while being controlled by a gargantuan spider puppet. Smaller model spiders and webs are scattered about the room as well.

The faceless auditorium-

A theatre stage with rows of seats slanting up and around. Model of performers’ on the stage mid act, audience members everywhere even up in the gods.

Most if not all audiences members have smooth blankness where a face should be, some may or maybe only some performers only have mouths. All performers have masks. The clothing is fancy in style.

The altar-

It’s hard to say how or why you’d believe so but this place was obviously of worship specifically for the spiral. The only room that seems to have directly worship in this place the others all seem like art installations or appreciation of the other factors of fear it was strange to see.

[artez-000-zetra]

Resinnnnnnnnn

I work with resin as well as drawing:]

Anyang ideas for my next one? Resin molds I have:

Dnd Dice

Large D20

Letters/numbers

chess pieces

Chess Board

[bonfire-at-the-crossroads]

Find the original ivory chess piece…..?

I was handed three tiny bits from an antique chess set awhile ago and asked to “make another one”

Which led to a couple weeks of research, an order of silicone mould / resin casting kit from England - @ €120 - some ugly failed experiments ……

And

I did it.

A whole new trick to add to the sack - and I’m excited to learn more.

[deepdreamnights]

MiGano Pieces

Hand-sculpted game pieces for MiGano, a collectable miniatures game developed in 2005 that was meant to simulate "space chess" type games glimpsed but never fully explained in sci-fi films.

The line never saw release due to RedStagg Games being bought out by DuPont. The level of detail on these miniatures would not have survived the shift from concept to production.

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Made utilizing autogenerated prompts, as such, the above images do not meet minimum levels of human expression and are in the public domain.

Prompt under the fold.

Prompt: vintage monster game, in the style of dreamlike figures, mosscore, wavy resin sheets, collecting and modes of display, lunarpunk, keos masons, claude monet

Created via /describe using a photo of a display of action figures.

[sassykattery]

Love's Web, Pt 7

Fight fight fight–

CW: Altaira is afab, uses she/her pronouns. Angst. Slight themes of noncon touching. Arguing. Fighting.

Themes: Romance. Jealousy. Multiverse. Angst. Heartache. MiguelxAltaira. Action.

Characters: Altaira (afab oc!), Diavolo, Lucifer, Mammon, Satan, Barbatos, all brothers implied, Simeon, Solomon, Miguel O'Hara

Minors and ageless blogs DNI

18+ only

Enjoy

Masterlist

Miguel stared at the watch for quite some time, waiting to see if it would turn on while he charged it to a nuclear energy housing he built during his stay. He had also made a substitute for rapture, and one of the reasons he wanted to be in the lab alone was so he could inject himself with it when it was finished as well. The centrifuge with the rapture was still spinning, so he began piecing together the watch again, hoping to get some sign of it working.

His thoughts were elsewhere, though. He couldn't shake the feeling something wasn't right somewhere. There was no telling if it was about his home or this new place he was in. Surely, he wasn't happy about Diavolo's chess game, but he couldn't let her know that.

There was a click and a beep as the centrifuge slowed. He stood from the bench to wait. Once it stopped spinning, he took the substitute liquid and loaded it into a needle. Very slowly, he injected the new solution in, already feeling the effects of it stabilizing his DNA. The edge came off just a little for him.

Just as he turned to go back to the bench, he saw a red screen projected above the device saying, "Canon Event Incoming." It was a good sign considering that function hadn't worked before, but Miguel tilted his head and clicked the message, allowing it to show him what event was taking place...

"Wh-What?" She asked nervously, leaning back as he continued to encroach on her space.

"I want you, Altaira. I want you in every way humanly and inhumanly possible. I want to be the one that has you so intimately."

"D-Diavolo," she whispered, looking somewhat afraid as he leaned closer. "I don't understand."

"Then let me show you."

Diavolo surged forward and planted his lips on hers, kissing her passionately. Her eyes went wide, and she struggled beneath him. He could feel the heat of her body and her heart rate skyrocketing as he pressed further into her. His tongue gently slipped into her mouth to greet her tongue softly, lapping the insides of her mouth.

He picked her up through arm strength alone as if she were weightless. She made a soft squeak in her throat when she realized what he was doing, and she felt him carrying her to the couch to lay her down on the cushions as he climbed on top of her. His barrage of kisses didn't stop, and neither did his hands from wandering up and down her body.

"Altaira, I have truly been a fool. I've wanted you so badly for so long, but I let my pride get the better of me. From the moment you stepped foot here, I knew I loved you."

Miguel stared openly at the device, watching this unfold. His teeth ground together, feeling his blood boiling at the sight. He hunched over the device, his upper body tensing as he gripped the bench countertop. There was a groaning sound as he clenched it harder, the epoxy resin beginning to weaken. The feed ended, and he was alone again.

"La madre que te parió," he growled. "Hijo de puta." His talons shot out and buried themselves into the counter. He groaned as he was stuck there for a moment. "Ay coño, no, not again."

["Motherfucker"] ["Son of a bitch"]

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"Say no to me. Tell me you don't want me, that you only want him. Tell me, in this moment, all those nights you stayed here and we talked for hours meant nothing. Say that every time we embraced, you didn't feel your own heart rate jump just like mine did," Diavolo rasped to Altaira, pinning her to the couch cushions.

His golden eyes were filled with intense emotion, almost watering as he bore his gaze down at her. He knew she was frightened. He could feel the way her body was totally on edge and ready to bolt, to fight him if necessary, but she listened, and that's what he wanted.

"I..." was all she could say. Tears gathered in her eyes as well as she stared up at him.

"Say it now! Tell me you don't want me, too!" He snapped at her. She couldn't find the words and blinked several times.

An angered demon was a dangerous demon, and Diavolo was no ordinary demon.

"I'll give you a pact. I'll marry you, Altaira. I don't care about the nobility anymore. I don't care about what anyone has to say about me or my decisions. I can't lose you. Let me show you," he pleaded with her. "Please. I can't... I can't lose you. Not you, too."

Streams began running down her temples. She was still frightful, tense from how he overpowered her and kept her in place with his whole body laying on her like lead weights, his gravity like that of the sun.

"Dia... This..." Her brows pinched together as she tried to find the words. His hand came up to caress her cheek.

"Don't break my heart, lamb. Please, give me a chance. Give me a chance to make it right to you. You won't be without, you won't want for anything. I can take care of you for all your days. I can give you a stable life, like I know you want," he continued with a shaky voice, tears dripping down onto her blouse. "Let me love you. Let me show you what you deserve. You can deny me for anything as long as you stay, but I won't ever say no to you. I have a ring if you want it."

"She can't provide what the realm would want from the prospective royal match."

Everlasting life, and the ability to give life.

She sobbed and turned her head. "I won't live forever, and you know it."

"We can change that."

"I won't give you an heir."

"I don't care about that, Altaira, I never have. If I don't have you, an heir wouldn't matter anyway because you're the only one I can stomach calling my wife. Not a nobledemon's offspring, a greater witch, nor a siren could compare to what I have with you," he insisted, his tone bordering on begging. "Please believe me."

She sobbed again, more tears streaming down her temples and into her hair. "Why now?" She asked venomously while looking back at him, slapping her hand against his hard chest, though he felt no pain. "I've waited so long, and you kept me at arm's length. Why now?!" Her voice increased in volume with every word, barking on the word "now."

"I told you, I've been foolish, and I'm sorry, my love. I'm so sorry. I see he's taking you away from me. But please, give me a chance," he replied hastily, understanding of her anger. He waited for a moment before adding a desperate, "Please."

Another flash of anger crossed her eyes, and she started to squirm beneath him. As a last-ditch effort, he kissed her again, holding her head in his hands carefully. Their tears mixed together as their lips melded to one another. She let him continue, feeling how true to his words he was, how much he meant everything said and left unsaid. One hand remained cupped against her cheek, and the other wandered lower, caressing her arm, side, hip, even her thigh that he could reach.

"I love you," he whispered. "Let me love on you," his lips ghosted her ear, sinking to her neck to kiss her there too. She stared up at the ceiling, questioning herself in that moment.

She wasn't saying yes.

But she wasn't saying no.

He pressed his lips harder into the delicate flesh of her neck, causing her to gasp and hold him tighter. His wandering hand landed on her hip, his thumb passing up and down over her jeans. The warmth of her body was inviting, and he wanted to be enveloped in it. He sank lower and kissed the skin across her chest that peaked out around her shirt. His own senses picked up on the captivating scents her body released, like an aphrodisiac he didn't have to directly consume to feel its effects.

"My love," he murmured to no one in particular. He focused on kissing her body over her clothes, content to just show how he felt about her. "I've always thought you were beautiful. I know what you think about yourself, but you must know that demons see you differently."

She listened to him, still staring up at the ceiling while she tried to decide her next move.

"This is so soft, so easy to hold," he murmured as he gently grasped at her stomach, his long fingers carefully digging into her. His hands left her stomach to reach up to her breasts while he kissed the soft swell of her abdomen. Her eyes finally flickered down to watch him. "Your breasts are absolutely perfect. Don't get me started on your gorgeous thighs."

The woman swallowed thickly, feeling a blush high on her cheeks.

"All of you is perfect. I could hold you every night, and it'd never be enough. I've longed to touch you, to caress you like this. Your body is perfectly made... made for me," he whispered and then finally looked up at her.

Her brows pinched together again. A very hesitant, much smaller hand reached out to Diavolo. He leaned toward her, and her hand came to rest on his cheek, sliding around to touch him. All she did was blink as she watched her own hand move.

"But to feel you touch me like that..." he whispered in awe of her. His eyes were wide and glittering, pupils dilated as if he were a feline about to pounce. He kissed her wrist as her hand reached up higher to feel his locks through her fingers. Slowly, he pulled himself up to level his face with hers again, his chest pressed to her abdomen. "Altaira, you don't know what you do to me..." He sighed. That deep inhale, however, forced more of her scent onto his senses, and he gripped onto the couch to try and control himself. "I can smell your... Fuck, you're irresistible."

He kissed her roughly that time, grinding himself into her and trying to keep his hands locked onto the couch to avoid doing something he possibly shouldn't.

"Dia–" she started to mumble until Barbatos called out from the hallway.

"Apologies, my lord, but there's an emergency."

Diavolo growled and hung his head, trying to stuff down his feelings and reel in that straining erection he had.

"Can we continue this?" He asked her.

"My lord, I'm afraid it's urgent. It's Mr. O'Hara."

Within seconds, Diavolo was on his feet and striding toward the hallway, and Altaira scrambled to follow.

The three left the castle in a hurry to head toward RAD. Even from a distance, they heard the quakes and shatters within the building. They met the brothers outside the main doors.

Lucifer stepped forward first. "Satan came back to look through the library when he heard a commotion, and when he found Miguel, he– Wait!"

Altaira stormed past all of them and ran inside, hearing shouts of disapproval behind her. She followed the sounds of the destruction and found herself opening the door to the Student Council Room. She took maybe five steps into the room and was knocked to the ground. When she was rolled onto her back by her captor, she saw Miguel hovering over her.

"Miguel! What happened?" She asked. There was a feral look in his eyes as he glared down at her.

"That sneaky hejo de puta, he fucking touched you. I can smell his stench," he snapped, the eyes of his suit narrowing.

"M-Miguel, wait–"

"¡Cállate! You're mine. I had you first, cosita linda," he barked. The door opened again, and he took hold of her, dragging her back and plastering her against the far wall up high. Guarding his prize, he watched as Diavolo, Mammon, Lucifer, and Barbatos all filled the room in their demon forms.

"You idiot, she doesn't like heights. Put her down," Mammon snapped, lurching forward until Lucifer stopped him.

"You pinche demonio, I thought we went over this," Miguel called out to Diavolo.

[Fucking demon]

"She doesn't know what she wants. I don't remember her ever saying she was only yours," Diavolo replied, stepping closer. "But I highly recommend letting her go. You seem to be outnumbered."

"Gilipollas, over my dead body, now vete a tomar por culo," Miguel replied hotly.

"Oi, that's not nice," Mammon murmured as he watched Diavolo take the lead.

"The part where he called us dickheads or to go fuck ourselves?" Lucifer asked with a sigh, measuring where to retrieve Altaira from.

Diavolo and Miguel collided in a fury of arms and snarls, keeping each other in an arm hold.

"How dare you take advantage of her like that," Miguel berated the prince, shoving him back and shooting a web to bind his feet together. Diavolo fell to his knees but held out his hand to shoot a bolt of fire at Miguel, scatching his left arm and temporarily destroying the left arm of his holographic suit.

With the spiderman temporarily stopped, Diavolo looked up to Altaira, and she turned her face to avoid looking at him. He blinked and focused back on his opponent. "You don't belong in her world. You're nothing but a character from a story where she's from. Does she know you're destined to cheat on the woman who helps you with your tech?"

Miguel growled and lunged at the Demon Lord again, both of them toppling into a heap, rolling back and forth as they clawed at one another, using brute strength against one another. Diavolo threw him off and flew up in the air. The spiderman used his web to attach to one wall, pull himself up, and from the wall, he kicked himself off to tackle the prince in flight, knocking them both down to the floor again and webbing the demon's feet together again.

"That's not my story!" Miguel screamed as he tore a slash onto Diavolo's left lower wing. The prince hissed and shoved the man off him using magic, tossing him aside like a ragdoll.

Out of the corner of Miguel's eye, he saw Lucifer and Mammon approach Altaira, and quickly shot out a web for each and pulling, binding them together, back to back.

"Dammit," Mammon sighed. Lucifer snarled at the spiderman while trying to break the webbing.

Turning his attention back to Diavolo, Miguel lunged again at the prince, throwing his elbows up to use his blades, but the demon dodged away. The blades tore through the desk they landed on, cleanly splitting it. He pulled away and had the air knocked out of him as Diavolo tackled him down again, having broken the webbing around his feet.

"You come to my realm, touch and try to take away my human, destroy my building. I simply cannot allow you to exist here anymore," Diavolo whispered menacingly.

Miguel dismissed the mask of his suit and lurched forward enough to land a bite into Diavolo's shoulder, along with lending some of his paralytic venom. The Demon Lord hopped back and held his shoulder with his opposite hand, panting as the venom burned in his body.

Miguel slowly stood, his shoulders hunched as he stalked toward the prince and wiping his mouth.

"You have no one to blame but yourself," Miguel spat.

"Now that will be enough," Barbatos stated, walking calmly toward the two. He held Miguel's watch up in his hand. The man looked at his wrist, realizing it had been taken.

"Don't you dare," Miguel snapped.

"Don't worry. This is your ticket home, and I have no intention of letting anything happen until you are safely back into your realm," Barbatos replied neutrally. He stopped next to his master. "Besides, I think you already know this can't go on much longer unless you want to destroy her too, just like Gabriella."

Miguel flinched, his face instantly going dark.

"If you haven't figured it out, I'm the reason why you can't seem to leave, or totally fix your little device here," Barbatos continued, sounding apathetic as he looked over the watch and rotating it in his hand. "My presence alone is enough to maintain this dimension's timeline, and your entrance is merely a disturbance, so I am obligated to keep you from altering anything. I'm perfectly aware that the young master's love for Altaira is canon, and you know it, too. Therefore, I can not allow you to keep going like this. You must leave if you want to leave our universe in tact."

"What?"

The sound was small, unimposing, and weak. All of them looked toward Altaira, who had managed to get down on her own but at the expense of a broken ankle during their fight while the brothers were still tied up. She drug herself up, and both Miguel and Diavolo moved to help her, but she held a hand up as Lucifer and Mammon were at her side, helping her to meet the others. She leaned against Lucifer as she looked between the other three demons. "What's this about?"

"I knew what had happened because I saw the Canon Event through my watch," Miguel gestured toward the device in Barb's hand. "I just..."

"I apologize, but it would be wise for you to go," Barbatos stated to Miguel, extending his hand with the watch. He took the watch but approached Altaira. Lucifer gripped her tighter, glaring down the human mutant.

"Altaira..."

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Thanks for reading! <3

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Tags: @itsmeninerz @delphi-dreamin @bite-sized-devil @attic-club-sandwich

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Something new! Choose your own ending!

1. "But... The Canon."

2. "Only One."

3. "Everybody Wins."

[arudhacreations]

Handmade Resin chess Pawns, 32 piece set

[jackalopes-pen]

Tacenda

Summary: Loceit playing chess gets a little umcomfy

TW: None!

Characters: Janus (Deceit) Sanders | Logan (logic) Sanders

A/N: I heard a fun word a decided to make a fanfiction. Can ya blame me?

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Tacenda -

(Noun) Something not to be spoken about or better left unsaid

Root - Tacit

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Logan was never one to interact with the others beyond due societal call. He would show up to dinner, being cordial and continuing conversation, yet never seemed to hold interest in another small talk conversation. It was another reminder of how they would listen only when they asked.

Thusly, he found it rather strange when a note appeared at the door to his room. It was in a black envelope, and inside was a black paper with gilded corners and gold flowing handwriting inviting him to a game of chess in the library. He knew it was deceit making the offer, only Roman was this pompous with delivery and his handwriting wasn't nearly this neat. Deceit knew how to play chess? That's .. surprising. Logan decided he might ask where Deceit- Janus learned.

Logan went back inside his room and placed the note on the desk. It asked to meet at 8:00pm. Normally, that would be considered an unheard of hour of the night but it was for a reason. It had to be after all. As far Logan knew the embodiment of self-preservation wasn't about to put himself out too far. So, he worked at his desk until it was about 7:55. He had a choice to make.

It was either see Deceit's offer through or work alone until the sun peaks through. Fine. It's not as though Sides can die, only be minorly inconvenienced.

He walked through the mindscape to the library, a grand oak behind which hid hundreds of books that Thomas had read or almost made. He pushed open the door to see the usually cold fire place bright with a roaring flame. Deceit sat in one of two high backed, cushy chairs. Between them was a chess board that appeared to be resin covered marble.

"So, you took my offer?" Deceit mused from his chair, not even glancing up at Logan.

"I.. didn't realize you knew how to play chess." Logan said tentatively

"So what if I do?"

"It wouldn't be unheard of, in theory." Logan walked to the chairs to sit down. Deceit was staring at the bridge of Logan's nose.

"Hm. Well, choose your colour."

"White, thank you."

Janus barely flicked his wrist as chess pieces moved themselves onto the board. All of them looked to be intricately carved quartz and smoky quartz dipped in resin to preserve their luster. Logan looked over the pieces, unsure of what to do.

"Lovely set you have, De- Janus." Logan said fumbling over his tounge

"Mhm. White plays first, yes?" Logan could see a grimace behind Janus' slit eye.

"Correct. Pawn to.. B4." Logan obliged by the standard set and flicked his finger to inch the pawn forward.

"Polish opening, interesting. Pawn to F5."

"Dutch defense? I believe they were, historically speaking, on well terms."

"Yes well, best not to make enemies of those geographically close?" Janus made eye contact with Logan for the first time in thier conversation.

"In times of war it could prove a poor choice. Why the observation?" Logan said, leaning in. "Pawn to G3"

"An idle thought, nothing more. Pawn to G5"

"I have yet to see you make a purposely uncalculated move." Logan started, trying to dig just deeper "Why start now? Bishop to H3."

"I'm sure you'd like to think you've figured out my inner working." Janus rolled his eyes "But that's far beyond you and a 1,300 year old game. Pawn to G4."

"1,400 actually. Did I misread your invitation tonight? It appeared purposeful" Logan said. This had become it's own game, did Janus want that? "Bishop takes Pawn G4."

"Could you put it past a Disney villain to put some flair into their work? Besides, you seem to understand." Janus said smirking. This is the game he meant. Not the board but a game of conversation. "Pawn takes Bishop G4."

"Are you a villain? You always seem to insist otherwise." Logan put a hand to his mouth to think "Pawn to F3"

"Perhaps the stereotypes of a long dead generations are constrictive. Is it surprising that neither of us really.. fit"

"Are you insinuating that I, to adhere to your rhetoric, abandon those who enforce the 'ancient stereotypes'?"

"Would you be cross if I did? After all, what could I gain from it, that is, if you insist every move I make in calculated well in advance." Janus gave a half smile "Bishop to H6"

"You gain an ally, a source of intellect on your 'enemy', a numerical advantage.." Logan curt himself off slowly "I don't know why you wouldn't consider it at the very least."

"You seem to insist I have. How would one act upon it?" Janus rested his chin on the back of his hand.

"By extending a 'casual' invitation to harmless game. Luring them in to a conversation of subtext and subconsciously introducing the idea, feigning a self-made decision." Logan crossed his arms in triumph. "A common tactic used by cults, in fact."

"So, I'm a shepherd then? Leading a flock of brainwashed sheep to my evil plans. I suppose I have the crook for it." Janus gazed in the hearth seeming to consider Logan's words.

"Pawn to B5." It was an offense, a strike. Just ride out the game now. It would be rude to leave.

"A tone shift? Whyever might that happen?" Janus lifted his head and cocked it slightly.

"Perhaps the impression of offence is reason enough." Logan looked down to the right arm of the chair, hand sewn patch repairing on old rip.

"Well, it would be an incorrect impression. After all, civility had been maintained." Janus seemed to try a warmly nervous smile.. it almost looked real. "Pawn to D5"

"I see. You seem to enjoy these Tacendas. You've used them often on this conversation alone." Logan remarked

"A.. Tacenda?"

"Yes. Here, you might find them useful." Logan handed Janus a stack of cards

Janus flipped over the card with the key word on the front. "I see. How curious."

Logan glanced to his watch. 11:30? He was so behind. "I need to leave. This was.. enjoyable though."

"It can become a scheduled event. Saturdays?"

"Sounds acceptable." Logan walked out with a final nod to Janus.

How peculiar.

[poecatherinek-g]

Decorative/collectable chess sets

There is a surprisingly large demand for these high quality and unique chess sets although they aren't actually used to play the game and many of them are strictly used as display pieces because there almost like works of art in themselves. The prices for them range from £40 to upwards of £2000+. One of the reasons behind the high price point for these is that their made with expensive materials like marble and bronze along with some expensive wood and sometimes even gold and silver plating. That being said, sometimes pieces are a made from resin or blown/ molded glass.

I think the overall concept of these boards are cool and creative. I like some of the sets especially the ones that redesign the pieces to be intricate miniature models linked to themes like the Romans or ancient Egyptians however there are some sets that take a more abstract route when it comes to the look of pieces which isn't really my thing.

(examples of some more abstract boards:)

(some sets that are on the market:)

[calico-kiwi]

THE RESIN OBSESSION CONTINUES!!!

So, this weekend I really needed to just have fun because life is STRESSFUL, and currently my happy place is making crafts with Dimension 20 playing in the background.

I decided to make some things for my friends!! Because I love hand making people little trinkets!! There’s a dog tag for my friend’s adorable little goofball of a puppy, Daisy, and a heart keychain for another friend!

While making these, I started digging around in the rest of my resin stuff and remembered MY PARENTS GOT ME A MOLD SET FOR A CHESSBOARD AND CHESS PIECES SEVERAL CHRISTMASES AGO!!!

I got really really excited and just HAD to experiment with making some pawns!!

And today I had so much time on my hands and wanted to take this chance to have fun because everything’s been so consistently busy and crazy. I have some pressed flowers and cute bookmark molds, so of course because I’ve started reading again I HAD to make a bookmark!

And I have another friend who I showed the pawn to, and she went absolutely crazy for him. Kept saying that he’s just a little guy and basically kept him as an emotional support fidget. So I made her her own little pawn in one of her favorite colors!

And after showing my friends the bookmark I made, one of them was so in love with it I made her her own! So total number of resin projects has increased quite a bit! I honestly couldn’t be happier with how all the ones from today came out. I’m having so much fun and I love that for me.

[oneefin]

happy palindromic marijuana day! it's 4:20:24 PM on 4/20/2024. 🌿🌿🌿🌿

according to wikipedia, there are over 2000 terms for weed out there. i compiled a list of all the distinct ones wikipedia lists at time of writing, for funsies

remember that if you're reading a cryptic crossword clue, any of these words could secretly be talking about weed!

10s poof

2 long

25 or twenty-five

30 sack

36 or thirty-six

4 o's

40 sack

420 or four-twenty

50 piece

9 or nine

a draw

acapulco gold

ace

afghani

african

african broccoli

airplane

ak-47

alfalfa

alligator cigarette

ammo

ammy

amnesia

amnesia haze

amsterdam's finest

antiguan rocket

arathi

ashin’ kusher

asparagus

astro turf

aunt mary

baby

bake sale

ball

banga

bar

barney

bc

beenth

benj

benners

bhang

bible worksheets

bifter or bifta

bilge

billy

binbag

bingger

bis

bishop

blaze

blifter

blim

bloop

blue dream

blue goo

blueberry

blueberry diesel

blunt

bob

bob hope

bobatti

bobby brown

bobo

bomber

bone or bag of bones

boner soup

bong

bongo

boo

booboo shit

boof

boogity brown

boone

bottle

bread

brickweed

broccoli

brown buddha

brown frown

bruce banner

bubba kush

bubble kush

bubblegum

bud

budder

buddha

budski

buge

bunk

burger king

c-jizz

cabbage

cactus green

camberwell carrot

cambodian red

cancer weed

cannabidiol or cbd

cannabinol or cbn

cannabis

cannabis edible

cannabis indica

cannabis ruderalis

cannabis sativa

cannabis tea

cannon

caracas

carribean cabbage

catnip

cd's

cess

charas

charlotte's web

cheatham

checkers

cheeba

cheech and chong

cheese

cheg

cherry

chess

chicken

chillum

chiquitty-freddy

chocolate

choof

christmas tree

chronic

chronicles of narnia

climb

clouds

cola

collie

colombian

combustible herbargy

comic books

concentrate

course notes

cousin mary

cow

cripple

critical mass

crop or cro

crunch

curley wurley

cut

cutie pie

d's

da kine

daccha

dagga

dak

dan k. buddinhash

dandelion

daniel nuggetstone

dank

dankinstein

dat sticky icky icky

dave

delta-9

detroit

devil's lettuce

diesel

dime or dime bag

dirt weed

discarded bibles

ditch weed

dives

djamba

dodo

doink

doja

dollar

doobage

doobie

dope

doña juanita

draw

dro

dronabinol

dub or dub sack

dumm

dunce

durban poison

dutchie

dvd's

edible

edwardian morris baskerville

eight ball

eighter

eighth

elbow

electric puha

endo

extract

farmer's daughter

fatty

fatty eight

feral cannabis

feral hemp

fid or fiddy

fifty

fir

fire

flower

forb

forbidden fruit

fossils

fosters

freakus

friendship

frodis

full

funk

funky falafel

g-regs or gregs

gage

gangster gumbo

ganja or ganj

garden gate

gas or gasoline

gauge

george

girl scout cookies

goo

good advice

good giggles

good shit

goofy boots

gorilla glue

grade

grandpa's medicine

grape ape

grapes

grass

green

green badger

green crack

green goddess

green tea

greenery

greenest of the goop

greenest of the green

grefa

griffa

grifo

grizz

guitar hero

guy smiley

gwaai

half

halfer

halfie

half ounce

half quarter

half-o

halfling's leaf

harris

hash

hash oil

hashish

haskell

hawaiian

hay

haze

headies

hemp

henry

herb

herbal jazz cigarette

herbsteins

heyman

hindu kush

holden

holy sacrament

holy weed

houdini

hundy

hungarian hummus

hydro

ice cream

indian hemp

indo or endo

insangu

izm

j

jack herer

jacket

jamaican gold

jay tokenstein

jazz cabbage

jazz cigarette

jean

jibber

jimmy

jive

jobb

jobb the finest there is

joint

juicy fruit

jupiter's beard

kaka

kevin bacon

key

kibs or kibbies

kief

kif

killara

killer green bud or kgb

killer herb or killa

kilo

kind

kind bud

kine bud

krinze

kush

kushempeng

kutch

l pape

la

lamb's bread

leaf or leaves

lef

left-handed cigarette

lemon g

lid

lit

little beasts

live resin

loud

louis

lowes

lula

lye

magic

magic cancer

magic dragon

magical brownie

marihoochie

marijuana

mary

mary jane or mj

mary joanna

matanuska thunderfuck or mtf

maui waui or maui-wowie

mbanje

mecca

method

mex

mexican kilobrick

mexican red

mezz

microwave popcorn

mids

mike vick

morning meds

moss

mota or muta

mother mary

movies

muggle or muggles

mull

nabilone

nabiximols

nay nay famous

newguys

nick

nickel or nickel bag

nixon

nodge

northern lights

nug or nugget or nugs

number

o

o-z or oz

og kush

oil

old toby

onion

onion ozzy

orange bud

oscar

ounce

outdo

pack

pakalolo

panama red

pants

paonia purple

paper

party parsley

phatty

pineapple express

pinner

pipe

pizza

platinum og

plingots

polen

poop

portuguese plant

pot

pound

puff

purple haze

q

qp

quad

quap

quart

quarter

quasimodo

rainy day woman

ramín

recreational drug

reefbuds

reefer or reefa

reggae cigarette

reggie miller

regs

resin

roach

rodeo

romanian ramen

root

salad

sampson

sappad

schwag

schwanal

schweed

schwugs

scooby-doo

scratchy

seed or seeds

sensimilla or sensimillia

sha-bang-a-bang-a

shake

shakira

shamya

shatter

shirt

shit

shizzle

shuzzit

silly spinach

single

sinsemilla or sinse

sister mary

sixteenth or teenth

skunk

slice

smeed

smoke

smookey smoke

snickle-fritz

snoke

snoop

soap bar

sock

solid

sour diesel

space cake

spank

spinach

spliff

square grouper

squirter-farter

stank

stash

stem

stick or sticks

sticky icky or sticky icky icky

stogie

strawberry cough

stuff

submarine

sup herb bowl

super lemon haze

sweet g

sweet galenas

sweet leaf or sweetleaf

tacos

taima

tapes

tea

ten bag

ten bit

tenners

tens

terpene

tetrahydrocannabinol or thc

texas tea

thai stick

thirteen

thrax

tiger fear

tin or tinny

tincture

tochigishiro

toke

tommy chong

tooka

tree or trees

trichome

trizer

tuppence worth

twamp

tweed

twig

twist

viper

wacky tobaccy or baccy

wax

weed

wheat

white rhino

white russian

white widow

widdle

willie nelson

wisdom weed

wizard

x box

yankey-doodle

yarndi or yarndie

zaza or za

zig-zag

zip

zombie

zone

zoot

[boredgamesgracieosborne]

Here is 4 of my 3D printed chess pieces, I'm really pleased how they came out. Each piece took 2 hours to complete on the 3D printer. They are made of white polymer resin. I sanded down each piece to get the desired effect. The Bishop was my only slight disaster as it broke when Chris sanded it, it was too thin because I didn't 3D model it like the others, I 2D modelled it and rotated the design. The 3D printer obviously found more air space in-between this model, making it thinner than the others. I will make sure next time all models are 3D designed.

[seasons-of-ceres]

I was today years old when I found out people make resin chess pieces and now I want hundreds of them.

[designdekko]

Home decor Tips: 5 tips to make resin seascape art for your home

Do you enjoy the beach? Do you also find beach décor fascinating? If so, you should consider adding ocean resin art to your coastal home!

To be honest, I think this is one of the best ways to decorate your home with seaside décor that you can do yourself. It is not nearly as difficult as you might think even if you have never used resin before. Take a look at these suggestions and put them into practice as you work on your resin art:

 A quick tip for beginners

These are excellent projects for beginners who are new to resin beach art. The fundamental idea is to paint a surface, and then apply resin to a canvas by mixing it with paint. After that, move it around to get the look you want, and then add shells, sand, or other elements to it.

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If you want to make your home, office, or balcony deck look better, consider making wall clocks, coffee tables, chess boards, and other items with an ocean theme. Allow your imagination to run wild and construct something out of the ordinary to create a fascinating environment.

Make waves come to life!

I'll walk you through the process of creating a stunning work of art featuring water — waves that sparkle and appear incredibly realistic — all with the use of resin!

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The glossy resin layers create a realistic image of the ocean that shows movement and depth. Resin artworks with ocean themes almost resemble photographs of seascapes. You can create a maritime masterpiece on a table, canvas, piece of wood or glass, or even on a coaster!

How to make resin look like the ocean?

After tinting your surface with various blue paint or alcohol ink tones, apply resin to it. Then, using a hair dryer, apply resin that has been mixed with white paint for a variety of sea and wave effects.

Step-by-step instructions for painting with epoxy resin:

1.    Prepare your workspace and cover the floor and surface you'll be working on. Make sure the area has adequate ventilation because you don't want to inhale the toxins from the resin. Wear a mask! 2.    For resin art, you will need all the materials, like ocean colour pigments (blue and white pigments for waves). 3.    The surface should be prepared with Gesso or white paint. 4.    After that, pour the resin one layer at a time to resemble ocean waves. 5.    Paint the edge white to create the look of lace waves.

Design your very own furniture!

Choose a workstation at a table. You can make a new coffee table from scratch, use an old one, or buy a new one at a great price for your artwork. For the best results, wood is a great option, but glass can also be used. If you decorate the top of your coffee table with an ocean theme, it will come to life. Wall clocks and wall art are both made using the same techniques.

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A piece of furniture or beach resin art can induce feelings of calm and relaxation in a design environment. Observing the waves, sand, and shells on the beach can help people who come to your home or business feel better. If you're wondering how one of those pieces of beach resin art might look hanging on your walls, you have to see it to believe it.

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