Orbulon MimeDna

sorry for the roughness, did this in like... 10 minutes.

this one was especially uncomfortable.

did this while on break. Papillon was considered pretty good looking even by the high standards of the Emperors Children, he would often be used as an ambassador to new planets, using his good looks and charming personality. he sided with fulgrim during the heresy and has now watched his own body become twisted from a symbol of charisma into a symbol of temptation. he regrets his decision to side with chaos and wants the help of Fabius Bile to to find a way out of Chaos(not possible, but Fabius is willing to indulge his desperate delusions and in return Fabius uses him as a test subject for new ideas).

you were seperated from the rest of your squad while on the run. in the fray you and your team fled into the darkness of the old ruined fort. it had no power, no resources, but maybe it could act as a maze to slow down the monsters. they were fast, beyond anything a human was capable of, they moved like the wind and rain, and they carves through swaths of guardsmen like they were made of cloth. you'd heard about them the one time you served alongside one of the Emperors red clad angels. he spoke of evils from the darkness of space, once astartes turned daemons, corrupted by chaos. you didnt believe they were real.

after becoming separated you hid inside a partially collapsed service tunnel. you thought it was remote enough, and g hen you heard the door creak, all together the massive steel door that took all your strength just to budge an inch, was hurled off its hinges and away from the door way. in its place stood the daemon, the monster marine. it spoke in a soft, almost cooing tune.

"found yoooooouuu, what an adorable effort youve made of hiding yourself, little bird. you have some information i need, unfortunately for you, so tell me my little canary, how much pain will it take to make you sing?"

i was accosted by this image in my head of a chaos Marine with large functioning eyes on his chest plate, like a butterfly's wings but they actually work.

im considering going on a hiatus, ive got some pretty bad sht going on and its been hard to keep a smile on my face lately, or any expression at all really. Just feel numb. ill give it some thought and see how i feel tomorrow, I dont want to go on hiatus as art is basically the only thing I have to look forward to rn but idk.

monster woman trying to improve my skin rendering skills

"finally free"

Jubals corruption is one of my favorite parts of the horus heresy books, its pure nightmare fuel. I love the times when chaos reared its head, before they fully knew what chaos was. it was always so eerie and sudden, out of nowhere this grim space opera, transforms into a horror movie, with no explanation!

words of wisdom from me, the fly man! with my ipad in the repair shop im back to primarily working with pen and paper, its fun but it hurts my hand a lot more, writing especially.

hope you enjoy! help Homer!