#storm hawks OC

[jazzyrazzy157]

Merry Christmas (Eve)

[stormseclipse]

“Woah!! What’s up with your eyes??” Finn exclaimed once he looked at Rook, staring at her curiously.

The girl stepped away from him, annoyed by his staring. “I don’t know what you mean”

“Rook must have a membrane in her eyes that reflects the light back, most nocturnal animals have it” Piper explained, noticing what Finn meant. It almost looked like her eyes were glowing.

“Hm, just another way I’m superior to all of you I guess” the vampire bragged, holding her head up proudly.

Behold! My entry for Hawkstober day 7! :b and a sneak peek at chapter 3.

[retshirou]

retooled the design of my storm hawks oc and made her an official looking bio!!!

[rin-henricov]

At first, he claims that all means are good in war, but then returns to Condor with a broken arm after an unequal fight with a baby bog howler.

I share the theory that Stork is taking over as team healer whenever possible. Although clinical hypochondria played a cruel trick on him, it may also have prompted the pilot to learn various techniques for dealing with her side ailments. At the very least, he might have paramedic skills at an acceptable level, and the squadron will need a personal healer in any case, which will significantly save on the services of doctors from Atmos.

[a-sad-mage]

Because the Eli Shane post reached 100+ notes, i give you an animation i made a while back but never posted until now.

Do know that this is related to a OC for Storm Hawks i have not really posted about before. And this was more of an animation test if anything. A base was used for the body but other than that everything else i did myself.

I was going to animate the foot tapping on the ground but completely forgot and by the time I remembered i couldn't be bothered lmao

[animelovermurillo]

“Don’t mess with the bull”

If any sky knight got the need for speed, Taurus is the best racer in all of Atmos.

Taurus [Male] - Helmsman

Weapon: Crystal Energy Pistol

Bio: Taurus has grown up with Cancer when they were young, considering they both are the bestest of friends. Eating together, hanging out, even trying to find themselves a girlfriend. But what Taurus is notorious for is for being the fasted racer in all of Atmos with his skimmer, a talented pilot but enjoys taking a bit of risks when needed to. He joined Scorpio’s squadron as their helmsman, he enjoys flying in the sky and racing on the ground, not to mention that his skimmer means a lot to him since his older sister own that skimmer until she passed it on to Taurus so she could retire and start a family of her own. Taurus cherished it, and took well care of if so that he too would become a Sky knight.

Voice Actor: Kenny Yates

[happypanda101]

Cute feral babies cause I told @stormseclipse that I would draw baby Rook and my version of baby Cyclonis together. Excuse the blood.

TW! For dead bunny and some gore(?) under the cut.

[gallifreyianrosearkytiorsusan]

Mirrors Lie, Mirror Truth

Mermay with Claude part 2, Past

tagged: @sleepyfan-blog, @whorety-k

Author’s Notes: Let me know if there needs to be more tags. Borrowing some ideas from @sleepy-fanblog.

Warning: Panic, a bit of self-loathing, not realizing one’s true nature? Shape shifting, ish. Self-denial.

Summary: Claude is. Well. Chimeric. As all Primaris are. Some have more than two gene-seeds within them. Claude… learns he does as well. And doesn’t handle it well.

All of the different loyalist, renegade, and Chaos Astartes have their own form of sea creature that they take. The feared and hated Alpha legion were a known and unknown quantity. There are whispered rumors that the poisonous octopi of silver rings and teal were able to shape shift and mimic the forms of whom and whatever they wanted to, for their own, mysterious and nefarious goals. The Primaris marines, all of them, or most of them, are chimeric in their gene-seed, due to the tinkering of the Mechanicus. To strengthen them, and to help over come some of the… genetic instabilities that the first born have, due to only having one form of Gene-seed.

Not that having more than one kind of gene seed didn’t come with it’s own… eccentricities and pit falls. There are rumors that one of the Very First of the Primaris was given gene-seed of all of the Primarchs. That some of the oldest of the Primaris have nearly as many, but the Mechanicus had decided that paring doing the mixing to two or three was best and most viable for the wider population of Primaris marines. Not that many of the Primaris Astarrtes know for certainty which of the gene-seeds they are mixed with, not unless they are informed of such by their handlers, and even then, who’s to say if that is the truth or not.

Certainly Claude knows he has gene-seed of the Raven Guard, for his hair and eyes are (mostly) as dark as the stalwart, clever, and stealthy sons of the Raven Lord. Although… his teeth are far sharper than a pure Raven Guard Gene-seed is. He frowns as he looks at himself in the mirror. His eyes aren’t quite the right color as well. A bit of a teal-ish color to the dark black. He focuses on his teeth. They are sharp, far sharper than his pod-mates and First Born Brothers, and he focuses on them and thinks of how much more rounded and smaller their teeth are. He’s heard of Night Lords, those hateful, dreaded, Chaos? Renegade? Bastards are. Their teeth are… sharper and more needle-like.

No! He’s a good and loyal space marine! He’s… surely the Mechanicus wouldn’t have cursed him with traitor stock in his blood? No- no, surely not. Ignoring the fact that Night Lords have future vision. But so do Blood Angels and their successor chapters. He has no hints of red and gold. He thinks about his pod mates and pulls up a picture of one of them, and projects it on the mirror as he focuses on them and how their teeth are and freezes when he hears a crack and feels the bones in his mouth shifting. Warping. Changing. His hearts are pounding in his chest like the drums of war as he sees his teeth shift and change to his podmates.

How- what- why? No. No this isn’t happening. This is a nightmare. He’s… he must be asleep and this is a nightmare. The teal, that hateful, dreaded, dreadful teal in his eyes blooms and covers his Scalera, briefly a flash of and strange not his, not him. No. NO. Form of teal and silver and tendrils of octopus flash in the mirror. Ever so briefly before the teal in his eyes fully fade into dark, comforting, dark and his hair and eyes and form are as they should be… Just... His teeth are more normal and not Weirdly Sharp any more.

Claude had decided that he really, really doesn’t like mirrors. Strange things, he’s heard rumors about how the warp can play tricks on the unwary and unwitting with mirrors distorting a person and making them look... Different or strange. He flips the mirror around and bolts from it, as if it had burned him. He’s. He’s normal. He’s a Primaris Astartes. He’s of the gene-seed of Raven guard and… some other Primarch. He’s loyal. He’s dutiful. He’s good. The whispers of green giggle and babble at him that’s not all you are. He ignores the voices, he’s always had them, and they are far more likely to lie to him or try and get him into trouble than to be of actual use. The madness of the Eighth is something that the Mechanicus has chittered about and had talked about how they could take it out, or stabilize it with a more stable stock. Or something more… malleable.

He looks at his limbs, the grey and black tipped stripes of his shark form are that of the Raven Guard gene-seed. No tendrils of hated teal and silver. No, he’s normal. Well, as normal as a Primaris Space Marine can be. Thankfully no one else saw that. Getting sent to a strange ocean, away from his brothers had been, hard. He’d nearly died, before he’d been brought to this strange world, full of sea and land, with base line humans living on the surface. The mirror, a small silvery thing, had been one that he’d brought with him. Hes’ going to see if he can trade it for something else. He… mirrors, well. Mirrors are Bad and Not Good. And he hopes to wake up from this strange dream-nightmare soon.

He continues to swim through the water, he’d put the wretched mirror, that might be cursed back into one of his pockets. There are quite a few different pods and schools of space marines in these waters, loyalist, renegade. All of First Born, and he’s only sensed the rare Primaries Space Marine. One of the primaris marines that he’s sensed that are nearby is a good friend of his Cedric- who he’s not seen a long time, since their assignments came down and they were to be sent to different chapters. He’s… he’s fine. Just… it’s the stress from everything and getting shifted into these strange waters after being nearly killed in battle that has him all out of sorts and… seeing Lies in the Mirror.

If he was… if he was a dreadful, hated shape shifter, surely he would know? The Mechanicus would have said something? Or not. But his pod, they don’t shift, or, at least they hadn’t. The Primaris Space Marines who exhibited Odnness or Powers far faster or more strongly were taken away by the Mechanicus… never to be seen or heard of again. That’s why he never said anything about the whispers, the green, the giggles. For it would have him die while in training and his body parts used to further the goals of their handlers. Dying is something that happens, to all, but he’d rather die in glorious service, rather than found wanting and Not Being What He Should Be.

[far-side-skies]

Spitfire is finished! Super proud of this one, I put a lot of focus into making him look like a cohesive member of the team as well as his own individual character. Super interesting team lineup to work with.

[zr-art-world]

[lir-the-witches-art-cottage]

We have more of the crew! I did the beefy girl, wallop and Merb on stream today, all fun stuff!

Beefy girl is muscle, she more or less deals with the heavy shit

Mr. Wallop is the desk/ face of the salvage crew and takes salvage calls

The Merb is the risk guy! which sounds funny, but there has to be at least one guy who is the voice of reason!

Okay that's it

I mean I still need names, but they'll come to me

have a nice day

[jazzyrazzy157]

Here some drawing that I was done with but forgot to post or drawing that was unfinished but I posted anyway

[stormseclipse]

I’ve been holding onto this doodle for maybe a year now, thought I’d finally post it.

I think I posted about him before but just as a refresher, meet Ryder! Eclipse and Aerrow’s youngest kid.

Here he is as a teen/young adult.

I’ll reveal more when I finish his ref but for now I’ll tell you that he becomes a popular skimmer racer :b

[goddess731]

She is finished

My first animatic!!!

If anybody has any questions about it, or the characters, let me know!

Edit; Summary since I already made it for my tt account:

Raven (young Dark Ace) started off as a simple soldier. Upon realizing that Archanis's late champion is an Atmosian spy, set on destroying Cyclonia from the inside, he wanted in, in exchange for his previous crime being pardoned. After knowing it was a child he was meant to kill, he couldn't bring himself or his superior to do it. But in the end, a life is still taken.

[rin-henricov]

Ho-ho, wha? Sudden Storm Hawks OC!

Hector Olathe — the leader of a group of convicted merbs previously sentenced to life community service in the Cyclonian Empire's penal labor colonies before declaring rebellion. Currently actively fighting war criminals, rescuing the remaining members of his species from the hands of the Cyclonians. Decisive about many things, he always stays true to his words. Treats temporary «coworkers» as true soul mates, being willing to fight desperately for their well-being. Although his overconfident and sometimes childish mindset greatly overshadows his combat intelligence, so many people mistakenly believe that he is strong only in words. In fact, in the art of giving strong blows merb is absolutely unrivaled. He has an exceptionally mutually beneficial interest in Stork, often trying to suggest that he join his squadron, but to no avail. Believes he got his name in honor of the Trojan heir to the throne Hector, who slew 31.000 Greek warriors, and therefore is always proud of it, thus not missing any opportunity to mention it somewhere. The catchphrase — «Cyclonians have no honor, no respect, no beer».

[a-sad-mage]

Another old thing i did but never posted

Based off the 'it's still you' Undertail thing

Robin, in my main SH AU is semi immortal. This led to... a lot of stuff happening hehe