#Indie ANimation

[lackadaisycats]

Lackadaisy Voice Cast + Crew are doing a signing and Q&A stream tomorrow!

Saturday, June 8th.

Starts at 2pm PT on the Lackadaisy YouTube Channel.

Come by to hangout and chat! Or, if you'd like a live-signed book or print, pick one up in the Lackadaisy Streamily Shop!

[monkey-wrench-zeurel]

Just 59 more pre orders to go and Tyneen will be REAL!

Help us start funding EP 5 of MW by getting yourself an angry lizard lady today~

[hoopii-loopii]

BOY MALE J

[farfetchedshow]

Does anyone know what Quinn is saying here? Wrong answers only. 🥁

[dreammeiser]

Kaloo, Kalay! Earl Conversational Sprites hastily put together for his Birthday Ask Session, which was on June 1st! Thank you to everyone that wished him a happy birthday and visited with him on his special day <:o)

[regal-bones]

“Stolen Egg.” Blaise Yvankowsky, 2053. Mixed media. “Bleeding Mother.” Blaise Yvankowsky, 2053. Mixed media. Of Yvankowsky final set of paintings. It is hard to ignore the grisly, bloody nature of his final works. A sad, solemn cry for help? Or an angry, passionate swan song? The viewer is viscerally aware of the shift in Blaise’s work in his final years. Blood and guts seemed to fill his mind in the last few months before his disappearance. Researchers are still debating what these final paintings could have meant, but they all agree that the impact they have is palpable. The true intention of these paintings (if there were any) are lost with him.

Watch the trailer for Last Sprout: A Seedling of Hope at this link! 🌱

You can support me on Patreon for £1 and see concept art, assets, and snippets of story for the game!

[burrotello]

⚠️LOOKING FOR MUSIC COMPOSERS!!⚠️

Please contact the email above if you’re interested! Please supply a proper portfolio! THIS IS A VOLUNTEER PROJECT!

[rainbott]

We are a small team of animation students creating The Epilogue of Endings, an 11 minute pilot about four strangers finding family during the apocalypse.

To help us raise funds for the film, visit our official Kickstarter page! You can read all about the characters and story there as well.

[sapphoismywife]

maybe this is a massively gross misinterpretation of ragatha but she has princess bubblegum vibes and i could see an AT crossover

[lackadaisycats]

Lackadaisy Stratagem (Animated Short)

Just Mordecai and Viktor having a normal one.

Watch the full short here on YouTube!

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Clips here feature the animation and cleanup work of Sam Kessler (ENDO), Keaton Sapp, Julia Schoel, Carolina Senra, BMBrice, and Sam Staehler, with compositing by Matt Pichette!

[monkey-wrench-zeurel]

MW Ep 4 - Animation update 06/08/2024

We're 100 shots in out of 512! Consider supporting the patreon so we can hire more folks to help out!

Featuring animated roughs by @Liamfunk

[hoopii-loopii]

Male J’s micr- I mean macrochip 😉

[nine-doodles]

No-way Home

[regal-bones]

”A carcass. Decaying, and grey. The guts of the creature spilled across the landscape, rust eating at the metal pipes, and thickets of grass growing thick between shards of fallen debris. It sat at the centre of a great crater, the impact shifting the earth itself to a great ring of stone. Like a ripple in a pool of water set forever in unmoving rock. At the edge, a stranger looked outwards. Past the crash site, to the lush valley, the dense forests. Deep, rich lakes reflecting the sun, and stoic mountains looming in the distance. They wore a purple robe, tattered and old, and underneath the faded garb the gentle mechanics of their body ticked and whirred. Old machinery, forgotten machinery. The gentle beat of their processor in their chest was the only sound in the still land. Like a heartbeat - slow, steady, each pump pushed hot blood through the intricate web of piping that ran through their system. They shifted slightly, the sound of metal on metal could be heard, of glass vials clinking together from within their robe, and pistons compressing and extending. Even the subtlest of movements made a noise, unseen gears clicking and servos firing within their cold, steel bones, their metal fingers resting so softly in the grass. They looked outwards, and from under their weathered mask, a shaky sigh left the stranger. Such a human expression, they thought. How long had they been sitting there? They looked down to one of their legs, stretched out in front of them. Dandelions knitted themselves in between the intricacies of the sharp metallic shape, and tall grass sprouted from the motionless knee joint. A pale fungus, thin, with button-like caps, poked out of an open compartment. Within, a set of salvo missiles slept, a gentle blanket of spores dusting the warheads and lichen creeping over their ancient casings. Above them, it began to rain. The stranger looked up at the sky as the flecks of rain fell. Fat beads of water trailed down their steel mask, each lit with the brilliant blue light that leaked from the mask's visor and following the sharp geometry down to its chin, where they fell to the eager grass below. With a careful movement of their arm, the figure moved back their cloak to reveal something. Underneath the purple fabric, nestled within the robe, was another machine. The lifeless body of another robot. It was far smaller than the stranger. It had a small, spherical torso, two arms, and two boot-like legs. But, most notably, was its head - it looked just like a flower pot. Within the pot was neatly packed soil, and, softly, the rain fell on the coarse layer of dirt. The two sat, and the rain fell. The clouds churned above them, writhing, worming through the sky. Always moving, dancing, an endless parade across the vast stretch of sky. Far away, an eye opens. A wet, chesty cough, blood flecked phlegm working its way through a strained throat. The same rain falls on its hot, raw skin, and strained eyes gaze at the clouds. Over the distant canopy of trees, the sun dipped below the horizon. Night fell on the quiet carcass, and the stranger enjoyed this moment of silence. Who knows how long this peace might last?”

Watch the trailer for Last Sprout: A Seedling of Hope at this link! 🌱

You can support me on Patreon for £1 and see concept art, assets, and snippets of story for the game!

[lordofdestructionm]

SO EXCITED!

[sleighhethereal]

stone swears he doesn't know them

characters belong to @zeddyzi love u