#Task7

[multi-stays]

Task No:7

Thought I'd be cool if the lightstick fit the ✨magical✨ theme as well, so I present The Lightstick Charm. Once mastered your wand will look like your House's lightstick so the wizard or witch can enjoy K-pop fun as well.

The Thunderous House of course has a fire twist that explodes when shaken to the music.

Note: No tracing, reposting, or editing

[elizabethking83]

Task 7: Future Projection

In this task, we took the ruins created in the previous task and using Vray Renders and Photoshop, I had to envision what the landscape would like in the span of 25 years and 100 years in the future. 

In the 25 year projections, I imagined the world becoming barren and wearing down. Concrete and marble cracking and starting crumble. The pathway into the habitation sinking and rising out of its original placement. With a strong sunlight throughout the day, the bright colours of the ruin become drained out colour, almost sunburnt to a crisp. The land becomes dry and cracked.

In a following 100 years, the landscape adapts. What once was the bare mountainside, is now forming a new life. Moss and vines wrap and choke the once human made forms. Songbirds rest here now, a perfect lookout over the landscape yet they are not the same “birds” we once new. Bright and florescent colours to attract with a song, but only to become their next meal. Deerlike creatures emerge in the daylight yet they still hide in the shade. 

Something lurks and rooms this land. Taken over the abandoned civilizations and now rules. Be wary, traveler.

[xsilverxmoonx]

Bristol was happy with the outcome of this quiz. All her life she had been a very kind soul. There hasn't been a person that come into her life that she wouldn't help. At times she can be very sensitive, it all depends on the situation. She is very understanding to others needs and wants and always tries to be there for her peers. Bristol is the kind of friend you call on when you need someone to talk to. She is a very good listener and puts others needs and wants before her own.

[azrilhafiz]

Spotted Leopard (Panthera pardus) “It also suggests that the degree of melanism might be an evolutionary response to different environments: the pigment genes can help the melanistic form to adapt better to their evergreen dipterocarp forest with closed canopies and low light levels, whereas the spotted ones may do better in open grassland”, cabutan jurnal “The discovery of two spotted leopards (Panthera pardus) in Peninsular Malaysia”. Saya dapat menggambarkan bahawa personaliti saya akan berubah mengikut suasana, situasi, orang sekeliling dan mood semasa. Kita perlu menyesuaikan diri dengan keadaan sekeliling. Sebagai contoh; sepanjang 15 tahun berkhidmat di Jabatan, saya telah bertugas di empat (4) pejabat yang semuanya berlainan skop tugas dan saya dapat laksanakan semua tugasan tersebut dengan sempurna. Alhamdulillah. “When in Rome, do as the Romans do” Photo by Enric Cruz López from Pexels, Thanks @enriccruzlopez Fig. 3 daripada jurnal “The discovery of two spotted leopards (Panthera pardus) in Peninsular Malaysia” @wwfmy @tkcwwfmy #teamkedahcakna #ulumuda #task7 #FaunaUluMuda #spottedleopard #pantherapardus https://www.instagram.com/p/CVLPUpoBk8F/?utm_medium=tumblr

[nicolamarchette]

Task 7

Hyeon- Nicola really wants Waverly to have friends with kids her own age. She met Hyeon and discovered that he had a son that was close in age to her daughter so they arrange play dates for the kids while they sit back and watch them play.

Stella- Nicola and Stella have often seen each other around the city but never really connected with each other until recently. They realize that their fathers are roommates in prison when they get asked to help with their fathers murder plans. They both decline the request and now have to team up together in order to stay safe. (Writing connection)

Maribelle- Nicola and Maribelle met when Maribelle first moved to New York. Maribelle is fascinated by the art gallery that Nicola owns. Maribelle offers to write a piece on the gallery and ever since then they have become art buddies. Their mutual appreciation for art is wonderful and the two have become really good friends.

Gabe: Gabe finds out that one of his paintings that he faked back in the day is coming up in an auction. He brings Nicola in to help him get it back before 1. Anyone realizes that it’s fake and 2.that he is the one that faked the painting in the first place. Nicola is the only person that knows about his past in forging. (Writing connection)

Theo:Nicola decides to take an advanced cooking class. She can cook but there is always new recipes to try or something new to learn. She meets Theo and the two of them develop a friendship. (Writing connection)

Avery: Years ago Nicola attended an exhibition of art like she did most of the time to find new talent to feature in the gallery. As she goes through the gallery she meets someone who asks her opinion about a piece. Not realizing that the artist is in fact beside of her she gives a harsh criticism. Years later the same two meet again and she is blown away by his work and offers him a spot In her gallery. He doesn’t realize who she is at first.

[nanafukumoto0216]

25 year projection & 100 year projection -photoshop

[kvb117-caroline2020]

Task 7: Photoshop 2

[rubyjoneskvb117]

For my Photoshop II Task 7 work I have manipulated an image of my work from Task 3. The photoshop image was more experimental and playful for me as I am still new to Photoshop. However, the image can be read as a ship floating into or leaving an ocean of other ships. Duplicating layers and manipulating the size and shape of the original image whilst still maintaining the original image as the background.

[acuppellarp]

TASK 7: ...THE CLASS OF '99, WEAR SUNSCREEN

In honor of NYU’s commencement tomorrow and the game’s characters donning their caps and gowns, this task will focus on graduation.

Some questions/prompts to consider/expand upon: 

What types of graduation events has your character experienced?

Have they been happy experiences?

What’s your character’s highest level of education?

Does your character want to pursue another degree? A first degree?

If your character didn’t graduate high school, why not? Do they regret it?

If your character didn’t pursue a post-secondary degree, why not? Do they regret it? What would they have studied if they did?

Does your character think others have preconceived notions about them due to their education level?

As with previous tasks, there’s no specific format for completion, and can be approached IC-ly, OOC-ly, or a combination of both. Potential suggestions for completing the task include but aren’t limited to: narratives, solos, threads, social media posts, a starter, graduation themed playlists. As always we encourage aesthetic creations/visual elements to accompany whatever you come up with!

If you choose to complete this task, please tag your post with the following:

acup: task7

acup: inspo

And finally…

Usually, tasks aren’t mandatory, but they are always highly encouraged as a way for you to get into your muse’s head, develop characterization, and enrich the overall verse.

Usually, tasks have no deadline, so please feel free to go back and redo or start an older task at a later time if inspiration strikes!

TASK 1  ·  TASK 2  ·  TASK 3  ·  TASK 4  ·  TASK 5  ·  TASK 6

And as always, if you have any questions or suggestions for tasks you’d like to see in the future, please reach out! 

[softheartedpoet]

moon, recall newton’s law of universal gravitation — that the force of gravity between two objects with masses M and m respectively is quantifiable; measured as G*M*m, where G is the gravitational constant governing attraction, over the square of the distance between them, r, or more simply: F = G*M*m / r² i guess, according to newton, if hearts are objects, absence does not make the heart grow fonder; the pull between two hearts falls away exponentially with each fraction of a lightyear that stretches between them. did he consider, though, the possibility that gravitational pull might be unidirectional? did he entertain the idea that G may not always be constant, defying its very essence? did he ever wonder that there may be another factor, another beating mass skewing the vector with each reverberation? oh, but heartbreak carries its own set of universal principles: i was that archetypal princess, the damsel in (hidden) distress. carving thighs with cracked mirrors till crimson ink pooled around my heels. i guess heartbreak defies physics in the same way you remain tethered, spinning around the earth—even in this starry expanse of zero gravity. moon, what if i no longer fall under newton’s jurisdiction? what if i am the only one being pulled, and there is no push to blame? if time is a function of distance, will i never recover? if you believed you could leave this perpetual orbit of aching (you can, i know it), would you? if i stop chiseling myself away, moon, will the gravity between the whole of who i want to be and the pieces that i am be enough to survive?

maybe i am my own guard keeper, my own high tower, my own voice locked inside a casket of gold, my own hand clutching the map’s diagrammed escape — the princess and the prince, the damsel and the hero, the dragon and its slayer — gravity notwithstanding, key burrowed in swollen gums.

[notthatharperlee]

TASK SEVEN - THE CLASS OF ‘99, WEAR SUNSCREEN 🤓

What types of graduation events has your character experienced?

Harper graduated from Eleanor Roosevelt High School in the spring of 2015. While it certainly was a happy occasion considering the upheaval surrounding her childhood, Harper was more than ready to leave the halls of high school behind her and move on to college. It came as no surprise to those who knew her that Harper chose to apply to NYU Steinhardt’s education program. Outside of Hunter’s place, school was the only place Harper felt safe and she wanted nothing more than to pass on that experience to other children. Harper threw herself into her studies and graduated from NYU on May 22nd, 2019. Between Hunter’s exultant pride and the feeling of overcoming her past it easily ranks as one of the best days of her life.

[marlsbuck]

task 07 | body tour pt. 2 / details

it took marley most of her almost twenty six years to finally start liking the way she looks. for years, she hated all of her little imperfections, but over the years she’s learned to embrace them because they make her unique. there’s beauty in that uniqueness and a little confidence too someday. 

we also have a pinterest board here ( body image tw ).

( general abuse tw, cancer mention tw ) - the individual sections have triggers on them as well, but i just wanted to be safe. pls take care of yourselves bbies. 

face. 

eyes - more hazel than true green, marley’s eye color is up for a bit of debate. she tends to wear clothes that make her eyes look more green than anything, so that’s why she usually just says they’re green. in reality, though, there’s a ring of very light brown around her irises that fades out into a light sage green. since her eyes are framed by dark, thick brows that draw attention away from her eye color, the only time people really notice is when they’re up close and personal with marley.

hair - marley’s hair is almost always a curly, frizzy mess. she does her damnedest to contain them, but the midwest humidity just doesn’t seem to agree with her. most days, especially if she’s working, she’ll pull it back into a messy bun or two french braids. on her days off, she’ll usually just let it air dry and leave it down. the only time she really puts any extra effort into her hair is if there’s an event that requires it. she’s never dyed it or permed it, so her curls are naturally a light, caramel brown that lightens considerably when she’s been in the sun a lot. every once in a while she’ll do a deep conditioner treatment on it to keep her curls hydrated and healthy, especially if she’s been using heat on it more than she normally does. 

smile - she’s got a big mouth, plain and simple - both in volume and literal size. marley’s smile easily takes up half of her face when she really smiles. her smile usually results in her eyes squinting, causing the corners of her eyes to crease, and her nose scrunches up. marley also has dimples when she smiles. she was blessed with mostly straight teeth and has always been diligent when it comes to brushing twice a day and keeping up with getting her teeth cleaned. since she has such a strong love of coffee, she does occasionally get them whitened. it’s one of the few vain things marley indulges in. 

blemishes.

stretch marks - ( verbal/emotional abuse tw ) marley is thin, yes, but she’s on the curvier side of thin. so, while her stomach is generally stretch mark free, her booty and thighs are peppered with them. she’s not particularly insecure about them anymore. when she was with wade, though, he’d consistently comment on how gross he thought they were and how marley’d be so much more attractive without them. back then she’d hated them and obsessively kept them covered, but since leaving and entering therapy, marley’s learned to accept them as a part of herself and her body. though she may not love them, she does love her body and appreciates that it allows her to do so many things she loves.

moles - ( cancer mention tw ) marley’s body is peppered with moles. only a few are on her face and legs, but most seem to pop up on her chest, back, and arms. she’s never really given them a second thought aside from during her annual physicals when her doctor makes sure none of them show signs of skin cancer.

freckles - mostly concentrated on her nose and cheeks, marley loves her freckles. she’s always thought they were cute even though they make her look younger than she is. when she’s been in the sun, the freckles on her shoulders become much more noticeable, otherwise they’re much too light for most people to see. 

scars ( not pictured ) - ( physical abuse tw ) aside from a few small scars on marley’s hands from working on the ranch, she has a scar on her upper lip from wade. it’s not super noticeable and has faded a bit over time, but you can still clearly see the half-inch long scar from where wade’s fist split open her lip during one of his outbursts. if someone asks about it, marley will usually just make some joke about being clumsy and running into a door or falling on her face. very few people know the actual story behind it.

extremities.

nails - she wants to be one of those girls who always has her nails done and looks put together, but she is not. marley’s lucky if she doesn’t smudge her nails while she’s still doing them and she’s entirely too cheap to get them done professionally. so, aside from right after she’s finished painting them, marley’s nails are always chipped. they’re normally a bright, vibrant color unless someone’s drug her to see a professional manicurist to get them done. then she’ll usually get a cute little design. 

hands - aside from perpetually chipped nails, marley’s hands are rough. they’re by no means soft or smooth like most would imagine. she’s got knobby knuckles, scars, and callouses all over her hands from working on ranches for the last ten-ish years. oddly enough, marley’s hands are probably one of her favorite things about her body. they’re strong and capable but also gentle and capable of caring for other living beings with so much love. the fact that they can be strong and rough, but gentle and caring all at the same time is beautiful to marley.

feet - these are also rough but for a much different reason. dancing for years has left marley’s feet almost as calloused as her hands. she’s also broken several toes, so those are knobby and crooked as well. she’s fairly indifferent towards her feet. she knows they’re aesthetically very ugly as most dancer’s feet are, but she has a hard time committing to that notion when she dances. the lines her body creates when she moves are beautiful and that includes her nasty lil pointed toes extending the lines of her legs. 

[heavenlystjames]

                              Jessica St.James. Bachelor of Arts, RADA. ( Royal Academy Of Dramatic Art )

“ "No other road, no other way, no day but today.”

[thiswinterheart]

[247krp]

Hello and welcome to 24/7′s another writing task!

The looking glass speaks the truth without using words, but is it always objective? Each person descries the reflections in their own way and sometimes these aren’t so easy to face. They don’t show only the appearances, they may send you on a challenging journey down the memory lane. Imperfections hidden from sight, past mistakes that cannot be taken back anymore, white lies slowly falling to pieces — what does your muse see when they stand in front of a mirror? It’s what we would like you to explore!

You have until August 19th, midnight, EST to complete the task. It isn’t mandatory, but we sincerely encourage you to take part in it and give some more space for further character development! Remember to tag your posts with #247: task7.

Be creative and have fun!

[247jiyong]

— An I For An I || Solo

The upcoming company banquet had turned into a ludicrously trivial concern when for the past days he was being relentlessly tormented by his father’s sudden willingness to strengthen the tenuous contact between them. His phone was being uninterruptedly bombarded with texts he cursorily skimmed and calls he had no intention to answer until now, in the middle of choosing a tuxedo for the nearing event he personally would be hosting. Jiyong preferred to think it was nothing but an impulse and not him pathetically raising a white flag. 

Sizing up the tall mirror, his grim expression deepened more the second he grudgingly pressed the mobile to his ear. The shop assistant standing beside observed the abrupt change in the blink of an eye and falteringly recoiled, as if to avoid getting caught in the line of fire. After the grumbling he had already lavished the worker with, this defense reaction was wholly justified.

“Could you come to my office? It’s urgent and we should discuss it face to face,” the man’s enquiry soaked in deception resonated on the other side and he didn’t have to look him right in the eye to ferret out that there was an intrigue up his sleeve.

“No, I’m busy getting a dazzling outfit for your funeral,” his absent glare stayed zeroed in on the mirror before him and it took him a while to realize the ghastly quip rolled off his tongue. If it hadn’t been for the evidently frightened male who stood rooted and almost dropped the hangers he was tightly gripping on, Jiyong would’ve continued his bleak comedy. But it wasn’t the best place for emphasising hostile family relations. “I’m kidding,” glancing towards the store employee, he distinctly articulated the affirmation. A scandal wasn’t on his wishlist.

Stepping forward to have a closer view of the lavender velvet jacket, his attention slowly drifted away from the elder’s indignation. Tuning out the insults he began to madly spit was more gruelling than he expected, however. Unblinkingly staring at his reflection, it was impossible to brush off derision older Kwon was fluently speaking in. Echoing affronts started to sound like his own, like the ones he fed on those perilously lonely nights.

You think you have achieved something for once? Nonsense. You were always the bad apple. Escape that fool’s paradise. You are the same spoiled brat. Stop deluding yourself, you will never make me proud. No matter how hard you try. It’s too late for purifying your reputation.

Even after hanging up for everyone’s good, Jiyong remained in his shell he had been effectively pushed into. Incessantly riveting his vitreous eyes — which openly revealed his sleep deprivation — on the pristine mirror he was inches away from, he couldn’t see past his inward self-loathing.  Buried insecurities would resurface each time he ended up analyzing his own self for a longer moment. Apprehensive thoughts and doubts were playing inside his head like a broken record and what he was currently sure of was that he didn’t need a striking reminder from his dear father in order to immerse himself in judgements and hatred hounding him on the regular.

You know you don’t deserve what you have. Sooner or later everyone will see through you. Your back will be left cold. Wallow in the glory you laid your filthy hands on while you still can. You fell from grace in the past, didn’t you?

“Bullshit,” Jiyong snarled in annoyance exclusively directed at himself, snapping out of the somber trance to return to the reality he blocked out. “Too bright.” Rapidly turning on his heel to avert his gaze from the cheval glass, he swiftly slipped off the jacket and briefly scanned the ones held by the assistant, whose nerves of steel must’ve been failing him at this point. “Gosh, bring me something that doesn’t look like duds straight from the flea market,” pulling his eyebrows together, a disapproving frown etched his features. “Who do you think I am?”