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Well, it was a part of an animatic — and it's finally completed! Today I present you something I worked on for three full months. I'll be INFINITELY happy if you'd support this video <3

Secret Santa!!!

POV you finally got new Kineema but this is the shit you do to it

DISCOTOBER DAY 24 — DISCO MONSTER

Klaasje...they can never make me form an opinion about you.

DISCOTOBER DAY 5 — FAILED CHECK

DISCOTOBER DAY 23 — LONELINESS

You stumble across a small abandoned Dolorian church. You see a stained glass portrait of Dolores Dei.

PERCEPTION — It's damaged and covered in graffiti. Some inscriptions are fresh, some seem like they've been there for decades.

EMPATHY — The last thing she ever experienced was fear. A woman loved by all gone in a blink of an eye. And look at her now, disrespected and humiliated decades after.

HALF LIGHT — Dolores Dei was an evil and sinister woman. She barely resembled a human. That's what she deserves.

ENCYCLOPEDIA — That is speculation, not a historically accurate fact.

LOGIC — Your opinion of this woman is not objective whatsoever. You feel deeply offended by her broad and haunting existence.

No. You feel...

EMPATHY [Hard: Success] — Abandoned. Terrified and fragile in front of the cruel world you live in. You feel unsafe, unprotected...And you think it's her fault. Or, maybe, not exactly her?...

SHIVERS — Not only you, but all of them too. The young communists with pink paint dripping down their fingers, the fishermen who still bow passing by, just because it's an old habit parents taught them, the lawyers from a nearby office, who stopped paying attention to her deformed face, the local drunks who spit on the ground just below her once golden lungs. She left me, too. We are alone — no one to blame.

You carefully draw a line with two of your fingers across the lower part of the stained glass. Now they're covered in red paint and a thick layer of dust.

You bow.

It doesn't do anything.

DISCOTOBER DAY 11 — GUILT.