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It’s a start! “Simple” Animation for a lovely lady.

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Inspired by anime in general but recently watching Attack on Titan. Seeing them maneuver through the alleys. Quick movement, high action, and hard camera angles. Even going to have alil slow-mo in there for fun.

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Beginning of animation.

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Comfort (April 12, 2009)

Wings spread apart showing every inch of his back. His skin sunk deep into the crevices of his bones. Scars running across i winced in pity. The dark flesh pulsated with an undertone of red like the fires surrounding us. He hunched over as if he hadn't revealed his true form in ages. Stretching his arms and back now his scars stretched in agony. Slowly turning, his giant wings viciously swung across the room tearing through the air with their thorns and sharpened edges. Taunting me he stared at me. As if seeing beyond my eyes his pupils dilated and perhaps even rotated in adjustment. I began to feel his mind in my own. It ravaged through my brain, tearing into whatever it came across. Looking for something, but what? My body stood limp, yet my eyes and mind begun to roll back. He was taking hold of me and there was nothing I could do. Beginning to quiver I would have sent my arms to hold myself, but nothing happened. My body was motionless and my mind was being torn apart. This was my end. What could I do but stand and wait for my end. Appearing before my mind his form took shape in the mists of what was once my soul. He looked like me. His smile was my own and it mocked my very existence. I roared in rage and charge ahead. Positioning my arms in the way they feel natural, my sword took shape and I realized anything I could imagine would be here to help me. Taking full strength I rotated my body, taking a side step with my right I cut through the air making two full circles with my blade and sending a final crash vertically through my foe and into the ground. Standing there confused myself and I looked at each other. Lifting his hand he showed my worn palm to me as if he were to grab me. Standing in this position for some time I waited to see a sign that my sword did any damage. A pulsation erupted from his reached out hand and knocked me back. Enraged I quickly sprung to my feet and charged once again. Believing this magical sword to be my imagination I dropped it mid stride and lunged through my foe. Laughing now, as I rolled off the ground, he turned to me once again and waited for my next move. For hours it felt like I fought him. His only response was knocking my back with his hand. With my hand. Nothing seemed to hurt him, and I sent every weapon and creature through him. Tired now I walked up to him. I stared into myself and grew sad. My tired eyes, my worn hands, my scared body. The signs of a man who has lived through too much pain. I hadn't looked at myself in so long I forgot what I looked like. I grew sad and wished to be back home. I closed my eyes and dreamed of the good times, away from the heat of this place, away from the scars which haunt my body and mind. Thinking back to the jovial times with family and friends. I thought of my friends. Just then soft footsteps approached behind me, unbeknownst to me. Gently a cool hand placed itself on my shoulder. Then another. I smiled, for the first time in perhaps weeks. "We're all with you. We've always been". Two voices came from behind me as I had almost forgotten the hands placed on my shoulders. My companions standing there arms stretched out to me gave me comfort once again. Content, I looked once again towards my foe, his smile no longer apparent. With comfort behind me, more than anything, I took one step, then another, and again till I met with him face to face. My eyes sunk deep in him and showed just the slightest bit of fear. Slowly concentrating I placed my hand upon his forehead and meditated. Holding there for some time I thought of the good. The good in myself and the good in the world. Now flexing my fingers, I gripped into the flesh. Without a sign of pain my foe stood there. Slowly I pulled my grip away and stripped the flesh in its whole from the body. Beneath my skin, his true shape took form and once again I was snapped back into the world of the living. 

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"ain't I a succer" #baby #cute #cactus #stung #poked #sad #scared #pun.

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Some short animation pieces I stringed together.crude and alil ugly. But very fun. I haven't done any animations in a while so doing this was a treat. Very little subtlety. A few explosions. Lots of action. Flash

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With the latest news of who's playing who in the Suicide Squad movie. Jared Leto's playing the joker. Will Smith plays Deadshot. Something tells me deadshot will not have a mask at all or will have it on very little. I feel like they want Will smith's face all over the movie.

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Inspired by The Airborne Toxic Event band.

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Two funny pieces and a shirt design. You put the lime in the coconut. Bear in Mind. Its November still. Xmas adverts start way too soon.

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sorry to those that actually follow me. I stopped posting on here for some bad reason or another. I'll update in groups with some of the piece I've done. These are some artsy type piece. Artsy in that I was going for visually interesting and beautiful.

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Batman Descends

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Catching up on Beware the Batman. Fan Art! Can't wait for BvS:DoJ

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Three-Toed Trago:

Lives most of its life in water. It's a formidable creature underneath the water and on land. It's streamlined body and power tail make it an agile swimmer. It has a tough, shell like, exterior with a stone like horn on the front of its face. Ready for battle the Three-Toed Trago has clawed, rammed, and swam it's way up the food chain.

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Goliath Barbarian, Dwarf Archer, Human Sorcerer, Gnome Bard

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Plane Transformation