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@solidagold <- I’ve been eyeing this girl’s magnificent original character for a WHILE now. Those huge cascading braids and that intuitive way of displaying emotion in them compound eyes - simply brilliant. We don’t know each other and so this is ridiculously random, but while I’m on a bug kick, I found myself wanting to take a shot at Mellifera, the queen honeybee. :)
Edit: The faves and reblogs on this piece are flooring me. Appreciate the interaction, friends!
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Come see what BladeGunSniper made for meeeee!! My 'sona in vehicle mode: tinyurl.com/harkspiderbeast My 'sona as a SPIDER-DRAGON. THIS IS INSANITY: tinyurl.com/harkspidragon And so I have retaliated with fanart of my own. Come and meet BladeGunSniper's John W. Marshal and his ursid skinwalker form (btfo werewolves - werebears are my favorite now).
“Wait… the Armor is metal and you’ve just been lazy about highlights this whole time??” “Always have been.”
Noah is an OC from the Firesiders project, working through his issues as a screamy lava man, encased in the Spirit Holder armor. I hope it’s comfy underneath all that. Lava/molten metal seems like a suiting form for the Fire to be in when it comes to this guy. We are in agreement that the fin on the back of the head is actually a lever intended for playing Hungry Hungry Hippos with the helmet. I’m sure I have a song for this illustration somewhere. Hmmm, ah! Here ya go.
Firesiders - An Overwhelming Spirit
I didn't consult a single ribcage reference and it shows. -Finger guns- For some background, Ridge Segovia can shapeshift into an ashy skull beasty thing. Ridge, being the empathetic performer that he is, has the ability to embody and internalize any of his fellow Firesiders, changing the warform's physical attributes. By channeling Noah, his skull changes into that of a javelina/peccary and has a sword arm. He also becomes much more ticked off. Because what else would you expect to happen? Ridge: "Channel Noah they said. It'd be FUN they said." It's law 'round these parts that every screamy drawing needs a theme song: "Fury" by Wage War
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DnD - Ennoc Courcelles
High Fantasy / Sword & Sorcery / D&D / Pathfinder version of my OC Noah who's been around for a few years. Often goes simply by Noc [pronounced "knock"]. I dust him off when tabletopping beckons and I'm in the mood to play a hooman. Let it be known that not even your non-modern OCs are safe from the grumpy fireman. Huehuehuehueueh.
I've drawn this dude before a while back. That design still pretty much checks out.
I'd love to actually disclose a little bit of background this time, if that's cool. <3
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Noc began his martial career as part of a soldier company, during a point in his life when he was far more of a people-person, even going so far as earning the trust and favor of the commander. At some point, the company is implored by tribal wood elves to help deal with another clan (gnomes long-corrupted by some evil draconic force) threatening to wipe out their way of life.
Post-ambush, Courcelles was made a P.O.W. along with the rest of his squadron. Forced salamander-ingesting was a signature torture method of the clan. As elementals spawned from sulfur, the likes of dark, humid (big fans of rain), acidic biomes were dream habitats for these creatures, but this nesting behavior only resulted in the body burning from the inside-out, with the victim suffering a slow, searing, boiling, agonizing death.
Although thrown in a pit to die along with the rest of his squad and witnessing many of their traumatizing deaths, Ennoc managed to escape the hollow and stagger all the way back to an ally camp where he was delivered to the field hospice. Alas, with fever and delirium firmly set in, he was unable to relay enough information to rescue the squadron before passing out.
Healers soon understood that they couldn't remove or kill the salamander without causing some kind of deadly ignition, and so, with the combined expertise of both a modern and tribal alchemist, they worked together to transmogrify the material make-up of some of Noc's innards to counteract the intruder.
The first thing Ennoc did upon recovery was do something wildly out-of-character and got into a fight with his commander, who told him he couldn't help his teammates because they were certainly dead at that point. He flew into a rage, managing to injure the commander, but he wound up being disarmed and defeated anyhow. With his superior's trust in him completely shattered, Ennoc was let go for mental unsuitability.
Feels bad man.
Eventually he graduates from sellsword, to SPELLsword sellsword as the salamander's presence starts giving him access to fire spells. Magically allowed some fire-proof hair to grow in too. All done as a thank you for the free lodging, I suppose. It's the least the little beast can do to rectify the chronic pain, the temper problems, setting things on fire unintentionally, the white-blonde makeover, the sulfuric breath (which he goes through a loooooot of parsley and flowers to suppress), killing his career, and a million other things he didn't ask for.
A focus is implanted in his hand to help keep them pyrotechnics under control.
Even more sucky post-salamander side effects: He not only has a severe distrust of small races (gnomes especially - he'll get ridiculously triggered upon hearing their boisterous signature laughs), but the abnormal amounts of heat his body took on gave him brain damage that, in a sense... burned away his social filter. He throws insults, fantasy-race slurs, and meanspirited remarks when he really doesn't mean to, and you can tell it was an accident by the surprise and regret on his face afterward. No I'm not sorry for his inevitable future full of tavern brawls and getting thrown in jail all the time for insulting royals on accident.
Major elemental weakness: ICE.
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Thanks for letting me annoy you with some personal RP stuff. C:
In the midst of the art trading I had going on with BladeGunSniper, she was thoughtful enough to request a piece featuring an original character belonging to @ladypepperofdavenshire (who was cool enough to draw me gift art before, so I was thrilled to take up the offer). Merry Christmas, Pepper! I had a fabulous time tackling your Mandalorian OC, Heln Kadrin. I'm smitten by any >8( face he makes, so I continued the trend. 👌 Tremendous battle damage was on the horizon for Kadrin's armor, but upon vaguely remembering that Mando armor is the Adamantium of the Star Wars universe, I saved it at the last second and restrained the wear and tear to the paint. It's very possible that the beskad sword is made out of the same material, yet I went ahead and chipped it anyway. Might also be too short as well... I invite any and all shaming for my rusty SW knowledge. This is admittedly an experimental piece (hey look - black-spotting). I don't tend to do that for gifts, but I hope it's an interesting outcome.
Was waiting for Halloween to pass before I uploaded this. Didn't want to hurt its feelings. Upon learning more about CinnaMonroe's character, Leif Hjoreth, and watching her construct a character sheet for the guy, I jumped at the chance to draw a pic of our deer sons hanging out. Fjorgus is friggin giant and Leif is such a sweet, gentle little thing, and I'm a sucker for brotherly dynamics, eeeee~ I don't have a sheet for Fjorgus, so here's an info dump: Full name is Fjorgus of Clan Urdr, but he's commonly referred to as "Gus". Or Goose. Or Moose, which he hates. He and his species (known as the "Julbock", a subtype of faun) work for a guy who is essentially Santa, traveling from town to town installing anti-troll runes and charms as well as beating up said trolls. The Julbock are also couriers, healers, restoration workers, and errand-runners. And of course, they help deliver presents during Christmas~ The world this character hails from is modern fantasy with a Fae-centric world hiding within it, similar to Dresden Files, Hellboy or Harry Potter. Hails from the magically-hidden region of Hartingland (which is nestled somewhere in Lapland, Finland), but he's always satisfying his racially-instilled wanderlust by traveling about and keeping up with friends and fam all over the world. One can summarize Gus as: big friendly hardheaded deer. He loooves interacting with the people in his life and thinks he knows what's best for everybody, and he will prefer to take the initiative in virtually everything. Being slightly behavior-blind of "smaller creatures", he is in the habit of voluntelling agreeable characters. Like Leif. "Leif and I are going to the next town over to deliver packages." *Is the first time Leif is hearing about this.* "What? No, we don't need a vehicle. We'll carry it all, the traditional way!" *Triumphant smile.* The sheer arrogance. The bird is technically a piece of gear! His European Robin is named "Nana" and she acts like a supernatural walkie-talkie/party line between other Julbocks' shoulder birds. She is temperamental and will peck his head and get real puffy whenever Gus acts like the doofy buck that he is and puts her in danger. Silver bells keep pesky trolls away. >:'O
