More stuff will be added as I go along, this is the beginning sketch of ideas. Kept it rough and kept eraser usage to minimal, else I’d end up fixing things repeatedly. Just kept drawing on top of what you have previously, don’t worry if it looks weird, cause you’re the only person who needs to understand it at this stage. then after done, use the eraser to erase some really messy overlap lines to give a rough idea of what this drawing is.

This is just inking it and try to fix some angle errors…etc. The road is still messed up, gonna fix that later.

Girl lineart.

I blocked out the colors, cell shaded where I think everything should be at to give myself a rough idea. First time tried this actually.

Tried to draw a background, never drawn one before. Failed really really hard.

Smooth out the shading.

Deadline for CCS’s contest is today. Out of time. So I just tried to do whatever background I can. If I have more time, I’d like to actually try to do a good attempt at a background. Now this is over with, I actually wanna try to draw a scenery for a change. Well, I’m done, this is my entry for CCS’s character contest thing.

I don’t know if I can finish by the end of July. But I’m making good progress.

That’s when he suggested a miniature cactus.

Plants? I don’t keep plants.

But hey, why not check’em out. And who’da thunk? I walked away clutching the most gorgeous baby succulent evar. Click through to the full pic for epic justice.

'pulv-Oliver,' according to the label

Thanks, bro!

1. Fault. People would probably still blame each other for inconveniences left and right, but it would be even more meaningless than it already is. True fate means no agency, and without agency nothing is your fault. “Mama, I killed a man.” “That’s fine, sweetie, just fine—it was fated, after all!”

2. “I think this is fate.” Sherlock, everything is fate. There goes one creepy pick-up line down the drain. Good riddance.

3. “Don’t tempt [fate].” Because what’s fated to happen one way can change to happen another? Oh, but then it wouldn’t be fate! Guess not, huh. Also… fate is an autonomous entity with agency, unbound by its own world rules? Sounds a bit too much like some object of religious worship (“God isn’t affected by physics lololol!!”).

This is just some basic brainstorming. No real stories here. Enjoy!

What Flak Wants Me To Write

There’s a man that’s become obsessed with clouds. For as long as he can remember, he’s always admired clouds. Every day, clouds can show him something different and amazing. He’s spent his entire life studying clouds, and decided to take up a profession to help him get closer to them. Once he becomes a pilot, a whole new world of possibilities open up to him…

(Will require amending once history facts are worked out)
The year is 1656. The coast and lands in what was now known as “New England” had practically been scoured clean of Native Americans. Diseases from Europe had proven highly effective in reducing native populations. One young boy sets out to prevent the strange invaders from pushing further into their land. His journey will take him through far off lands of myth and legend.

A young boy is confronted with the death of his dog. The boy and the dog had been best friends for as long as the boy could remember. In order to help the boy cope with the loss, the boy’s father suggests he builds a tree house. The boy spends months constructing the tree house, and on the night of its completion, he sleeps there. That night, the boy dreams of his lost friend, and finally feels he has a proper chance to say goodbye.

A woman wants to go traveling around the world. She works hard for a year, studying for school and saving up money. She logs her progress in both my schooling and her earnings throughout the year. She finally has enough money and begin her trip. On the way to the airport, she has second thoughts, which causes her to drive slowly. When she arrives at the airport, she learns that a bomb was planted on the plane and prematurely went off before take-off, and that she was spared only because she had been running late.

Watching TV is a staple of families all across the world. We watch, and we watch, and we watch. Entire generations have been shaped and molded by what we show on the television. But what if we’re not the ones in control? What if the television itself is more interesting and intelligent than we ever imagined…

It was too late. On that fateful day, the sky opened and the sun stared down at us like a great eye of flame, scouring all life it saw before it. Few survived, and the world that remained could sustain any semblance of a civilization. Why would anyone want to live, after the devastation that had been wrought? Because the desire to live is strong, has been strong, and will remain strong.

Aren’t we the ones who are supposed to do the work, struggling to make something that will somehow resonate with an audience? You can lead a horse to water, but you can’t make him drink. The best you can do is make the water as appealing as possible.

I’m still thinking about these matters; please lend me your thoughts.

This one is a sketch of my favorite show this season, Angel Beats. Just the sketches, I’ll probably work more on this when I am not playing WoW.

Above image is a really really rough sketch on the location of the character’s bodies in order to have an idea what this picture will look like. Keep it extremely rough at this step, even to the point that only you will get this drawing if you have to.

Did a less rough sketch to fill in some details.

This one above is the final sketch, where you add on the final details like the gun and the emblem and the tedious little details like writing “rebels against the god” while going with clothing fold… Only Yuri so far…

Base layer colors.

Edit: After weeks of not drawing, this has been sitting on my desktop forever. So I spent the morning finishing it.

Finished Product. You can see it here on dA http://thenewhorde.deviantart.com/art/Angel-Beats-170681087?q=&qo=

One more essay. One final exam. And then?

A more realistic timeline for Tundra of Heroes:

July 31: finish editing Jeuni’s story.

“Is that all you’ll do?”

No, but it’s a good goal. And I think that’ll give me the time I need. It’s slow going, but I do think I’m making significant progress. Stuff is transforming for the better. There are already fewer loose ends, less extra content. I’m currently working on chapter 5, ‘The Conductor,’ and I’m having fun with it.

With every rewritten section, though, the editing work multiplies. Hopefully by mid-July I’ll have gotten through the last chapter and made sure the content is where I want it to be. The rest of the month can be used for tweaks and screw-tightening.

I had some interesting conversations with people yesterday about ToH. It was a generally positive day—it also involved two amazing episodes of K-on!, one about failure and one about success—and I came away from it feeling like getting stuff done. I practiced the SImoun OP and ED on my mom’s piano for almost an hour and was pretty happy with the progress I made on that front, too.

I’m going back today, and I’m going to play more today.

And I watched more K-on! today.

In chapter 5, Jeuni sets out from his town, ready to face the South. I’m trying to play him more cheerful where appropriate. He’s the juggler, the comedian, but he was always so glum. His irritability is good, but he needs to be more cutting with it. He can’t always just be an unpleasant asshole. :)

A more cheerful Jeuni isn’t necessarily optimistic, but right now I think I am.

The going is slow, and not nearly steady, but it’s still going.

CAGAYAKE FLAK!