Thursday, May 5, 2011

Pictures of Drawings

So, my Scanner is stil being trouble, but I really wanted  to put these up, Let me know what you think. Both are in pencil, no shading or anything, and I'm not actually sure what they are. The bottom one is some kind of Dragon though, maybe?




Sooo...Any good? If you think so, comment and stuff. Also, if you want to see the shaded or inked versions, I'll have to make them, but I might be able to have them up next weekend. Suggestions are nice.
 I'll try to get on that Cyborg for you Zach, but Action Scenes are hard.

Yay! I finally put something resembling art on here!

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Monday, April 25, 2011

A New Direction.

I figured out what the problem is here...I'm really good at making things up in my head, but I'm not good enough to make something on paper. But! I'm probably going to try anyways, because even if I fail, I'll know that I tried it. SO! I'm going to take some pictures of my recent drawings, because the scanner is too complcated. And we can hopefully see them on here by next Sunday?

Oh, I also got a new Journal. Now I can look Intelligent and scribble around with my moleskin. Also, sorry for all the silence. I should really write more, it makes me happy.

Sunday, February 27, 2011

I'm Sleeping and Tired of Running.

Dreams have kept pace with each other. My Dream Land is sometimes a Nightmare. I used to have control, I could change things. Now, My Dreams fight back.  They've made things that don't listen to reason. Many months ago, I dreamed I was in a part of my Neighborhood, we just call it the Big Creek. I'm the Dream World, it's called Sand Dunes. That's when this Terror started.


I was sitting there, looking out at the glassy surface of the water. It was sunny, and warm. I pushed my hands under the golden grains of sand down to the cool wet earth beneath. There was a Chicken hopping about, out on one of the Sandy Islands. I watched it hop about aimlessly, my mind focused on nothing in particular. Feeling rather hot, I decided to stand in the clear cool water. Unearthing my hands, I stood, that's when I saw it. Something not quite right. Something else was moving, slowly but purposefully, toward the Island where Chicken now lay, exhausted by her pointless scuttling. The massive creature of Scale and Muscle glided faster and faster through the water, I on the other hand was backing away almost imperceptibly. With grace and intense power the Alligator reached the Island and its great jaws snapped open and shut on Chicken. There was no struggle, no escape, just quick, cold, heartless death. At this I broke. Before, silent tears ran down my face while I watched helpless. Now, I sobbed loudly and looked desperately for an escape. The Alligator turned slowly to face me, its snout and teeth spattered with Chicken's blood. I couldn't move, I was petrified. It moved with bored deliberance, heaving its bulk across the island. Then its reached the Water and moved soundlessly. This silence as my death approached was what got to me, I would Die and the only sounds would be the crunch of my bones and the snap of jaws. The Gator had crossed half the distance to my Dune by the time I began to run. Sprinting away from that monster, I didn't see the root or even the tree I had tripped over. I fell with a splash, but my clothes held no moisture. Blinking water from my eyes I saw the islands had changed. The small pool I was lying in rested inside a small sandy crescent. The rest of the Islands had sunk and disappeared, leaving only cystal clear water. In that water, making no ripple as it passed, swam the Alligator. It reached the Crescent and began to plod toward me. I was shaking to hard to stand, so I backed away, slipping in the sand. The sun beat down, its happy warmth heating the sand I was going to die on. I screamed, I would not die like Chicken, I would make noise. I sound I made was Rebellious, I would not crumble to this mindless murderer. I sat up, and glared into the eyes of the Alligator. Its eyes were Expressionless, Emotionless, and Cold. There was no reflection in them, they showed the Creature's total Apathy; toward me, my life, and Chicken's life that it had ended. All rebellion fled, I whimpered, felt its teeth in my back. I saw blackness. I screamed, and was Gone.

That was when I woke up. There was no more helplessness, I was safe. I wrote the horrible dream down, even though I would never forget it. I picked up Scot, my Turtle Pushie. Wedging myself between the wall and my bed, I hugged him to my chest. For the first time in years, I fell asleep hugging him.


(This is in Rekab because it is a Dream, but it is not Fiction. I have/had Lucid Dreams. They started between 7th and 8th grade. At first, it was wonderful, it sometimes still is. The Dream above started my Nightmares. I have three deep dark terrors and the Nightmares use all of them against me. There have been only two Nightmares, not counting the one above. They take place in my back yard, but twisted. To the far left, is Deep Forest. To the right, is something Beautiful. I've never been able to go that way, but I know it's wonderful. Beyond the Right, is the Sand Dunes. Constants in my Nightmares are: It is always Dark, no moon, no stars. I am alone, there are no other people. There are two Alligators. Five wolves, a pack of four, two adults and two pups, and a solitary lone wolf. The pack of Black Dogs that never leave Deep Forest. And recently, The Oracal: A massive Octopus that rests in a Black Pool in Deep Forest.)

Saturday, February 26, 2011

Currently Writing OADSCDAWYML

Yes, I'm currently writing a new story, None of my previous characters are in it. The Main Characters are actually: Me(Johanna Spencer anyways, but she's modeled after me) and Daniel S. Clare. The title I'm currently using is OADSCDAWYML.
 (or The Ordinary Appearance of Daniel Saint Clare During the Absolute Worst Year of My Life.)
I may put chapters up for view and comment here, Cheers everyone!

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Possible BackStory

So for our Mystery Man... I had a plan for this BackStory for a while, but I thought I might just use it for a new Character. I still might, But I should get the layout now.

This is much more of a "Science Story" than "Magic" but it's an option:

 Project HersheyOne.

HersheyOne has been bouncing around in my head for a few months -  Professor Fisher is selected because of his previous works of Scientific Integrity. He believes this project (HersheyOne) is for a cure to most bodily diseases, and continues to believe despite cryptic and secretive messages from his Boss. Now it's too late for him to back out. Professor Fisher has been erased from History, he is now living full-time in the Lab with several other Scientists. Still unsure of what exactly he is making, but trusting that it is for a Cure and the Betterment of Mankind, Prof. Fisher works diligently on his section of the project and attempts to keep Moral in the Lab as weaker Technocrats begin to crack under the pressure and stress. The Boss (Tall and Dark) notices Professor's almost Paternal care in the Lab...

As HersheyOne develops, it turns out that it IS, in fact, a serum for a cure of disease and possibly Death. After many more tests and nearly 5 years in the Lab, they produce an Stable Serum, (Unstable Ones Froze), and the Boss is told Immediately. However, in the 5 years since HersheyOne was started, the Founding Father's (Boss's), Health had taken a steep drop into the Dark.

 As it turns out, Boss is actually the French-Indian Billionaire-Inheritor: Zach Nolan! Zach's Father died in childbirth (Not really, he had a heart attack in the waiting room) and his Mother fell from the 9th story of her Office Building while sleepwalking (Foul Play?). This was a Terrible Blow to Zach, who had a slow-developing case of ALS. He was raised in mild richness by his GrandFather, until the age of 10. At this point, Mr. Nolan Sr. was Hospitalized by a series of heart attacks and seizures. Finally passing away after fighting Death for nearly a year, the Late Nolan Senor left his Grandson Zach everything in his possession. This made Zach and instant millionaire, which he added to by selling the shares of Nolan Sr. in the Apple Co. and Microsoft, which had been building for generations. That's how Zach became one of the youngest Billionaires ever. Two years later, Zach started Project HersheyOne.

Fisher and the other top scientists in the Creation of HersheyOne quickly rushed the sample to Zachary's personal Hospital. The boy, now more of a Man, had been comatose for nearly 2 of the last 5 years for HersheyOne's birthing. Following procedure Zach had set up for himself, the Scientists injected him with HersheyOne, Not knowing exactly what will happen.

Zach wakes up almost immediately. So quickly, several members of the group around him jump back. Zach looks over at Professor Fisher. "So, it worked." he said calmly. His voice sounded mature and strangely not hoarse from disuse. Fisher looks Zachary slowly up and down. "Yes, it would seem that way. How did you know exactly what to do?" He responded carefully. Laughing slightly, Zach proceeded to explain to the group exactly how the HersheyOne Serum came about and what it was supposed to to.

"HersheyOne is a Perfect Substance, this means nothing can overpower it's effects. When it is mixed, say into a bloodstream, it will take on the semblance of other blood cells in the vein, and quickly and efficiently remove any negativitys the blood doesn't need. The effects spread thorough the body very fast, curing and formatting to it's advantage. " He then further explained their own experiments and tests to them, past the point that the Master Scientists could understand. Zach look flushed with his accomplishment. "Now, we can talk about Salary and Payment for ---" He stopped, it sounded like the breath had caught in his throat. "Mr. Nolan? Mr. Nolan!" One of the Standby Nurses gasped. Zachary made a strangled gurgling noise, his color had gone past the flush of success and he was now quite crimson. The Doctors and Scientist stood dumbstruck as Mr. Nolan Jr.'s skin dissolved before their eyes. But instead of the Gorey mess that should have occurred after such an incident, not a single drop of blood fell from the enlarging wounds on Zachary. A figure nearly human in form stood where the boy had stood moments before. A see-through humanoid. A Golem of Blood.

~fin~


Well, that was a pretty Dark background. I hope You don't mind, but I used your name in this Zach. Sorry that you died at the End...Nothing Personal. This kind of changed while I was writing it, so there are different endings I can post, if anyone wants to see...?

The other's are this Dark, I promise. Eventually, this will become it's own Comic. It will, If I get enough Recommendations and Motivation, become a main story.

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Monday, February 14, 2011

Chaotic Dawn

I thought up a new Character today! Her name is Dawn. She isn't going to really have any back story, but I can think of at least one nice storyline for her. The story might also Include Shadow, He's a Character I really need to Develop more. Anyways, some notes on Dawn...
  • She looks as if she's only about 16 or 17, but being Elemental, She's ageless.
  • Her appearance only happens between Twilight and Dawn (Sunset and Sunrise)
  • Dawn has a Wooden Sword, pretty much Identical to Mine, except She doesn't carry it with her.
  • She is very powerful, but also quite unstable. This causes Massive to Minor disturbances in Our World when she appears.
  • She's quiet, I'm not sure if I'll have her talk at all.
  • She'll have her own interesting battle with Shadow, before both of them disappear (Forever?)
  • At Dawn Sun Rise, Her physical body disappears into the Elemental Vein.
Again, these are mostly notes for me so I don't forget about her.
 Musical Inspiration was: Rise Against - Prayer of the Refugee.

Even though these notes are for me and My reference, Please comment on them and if you'd like to know more about some of my Writing or Drawing plans, let me Know! Thanks~

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Plots

Some Plots I was thinking:
  • EchoTerrorists - Zipper
  • DW: Beast Below - Copy Writers
  • Truancy: Part of the Crew - Copy Writers
  • The Past - Monday
  • Extinct - Monday
  • Being Social - Monday
  • Travel - Monday
  • Silence - Monday
  • Team Work - Monday and Zipper
  • Without Wars - Death
  • Twilight - Light and Dark
  • Birth - Nat and Dan, Good and Evil
  • Twins - Nat and Dan
  • Single - Nat
  • Arizona - Rouge or Death or -Unnamed- or (maybe Monday?)
  • Religion - Fire
  • Pillar - Water
  • Opposites Attract - Fire and Water
  • Mission - Metal, Wood, Earth, Wind, Water, Fire, Rouge
  • Destruction of the Navy - Water

This is also where I'm accepting Requests, eventually I'll make an Email for them, but until them if you want anything ask here. Really, Just comment here. Please...I feel so lonely...