#maya 1

@sirens-wrath

His sensors don’t lie, although they do chirp to him in what he could construe as confusion, like little birds, reading energy emanating from her body that’s not typical. Even among other humans she stands out with her strange hair color and the tattoos circling her arms. Just seeing her feels like he’s standing at the gates of heaven, ready to be judged.

HUMAN. The tooltip flickers, as if he’d forgotten. Her back is to him. The cathedral of the woods is quiet, the city noise distant and muffled. Wilderness has to be mapped. He has to understand his surroundings, doesn’t he? That’s why he’d come out here, not to the accessible, colorful streets. 9S could move very quietly when he wanted to, but he doesn’t want to sneak up on her, so he makes no attempt to hide his footsteps as he approaches. 

It’d been a few days, now, since Kovacs had been in this City. He’d learned quite a few things, met a few people, seen a lot of things that even he hadn’t expected. It was harder to say what itched more; the fact that he didn’t have enough information, or the fact that trying to blend in with the locals here would be like trying to breath a vacuum - meaningless, frustrating, and physically impossible. Too many variables to handle; this place was more a microcosm of humanity than Earth.

Time to make some new connections, he decided. Even if the people here were too ridiculously diverse to get a handle on, he could still get a lay of the land, a feel for the city as a whole. He’d taken some time to simply walk the streets, observe, make a few comments here and there. But it was a slower version of things, and not a very quick way to make friends.

No, he needed a bit more than that. But he didn’t exactly feel like making friends with whatever low-grade thugs might be in the area; and the down-on-their-luck would-be aristo crowd seemed to be in short supply. No; he needed something a little different. Specific, yet chosen at random.

After a few hours of wandering, he found himself at what appeared to be a strange little detective agency. Either that, or possibly some kind of neo-something religious shop. Or maybe that was only his imagination. Something pulled him towards the place; some trickle of the Envoy intuition, perhaps, or simply a whimsy.

Mokou didn’t make it a habit of watching other people just go about their days, but if she was to live in this city now, at the very least she could learn to mingle. So that is what she did for the morning, just sat there and watched other city goers go by. There sure was a lot of them. Were they all abducted from other worlds?

Lots of interesting outfits too. Well, Gensoukyou had its share of elaborate and silly outfits, but this was something else. Alternate universe fashion was...really something.

A woman in what looked to be a kimono with a magatama around her neck passed by the bench, and Mokou almost immediately rose. The fashion was a far cry from what she knew, but the fact that she recognized it at all brought back long forgotten memories of her youth in ancient Japan.

@mediumofthestars

     Things weren’t going completely as planned.

No, they really weren’t. The monster he’d be chasing after, one he made sure was actually causing harm to innocents, found its way into a rather crowded building. Keisuke had transformed into X Rider not that long into his pursuit. He couldn’t reach his top foot speed, but he was alright with that. It was still faster than needed.

The speed, however, ended up not mattering all that much in that confined space. He had to keep from running into people as he tried fighting the creature, itself. People, wearing elaborate clothing of a variety of styles, kept getting in the way. He soon lost track of the thing.

The first order of business would be to try leading the creature outside the building when he found it. If he could use his Ridol Rope he could just drag the thing out, getting it away from the people. He ran through hundreds of scenarios to get things to go in his favor, most of them ending in some sort of loss he wanted to prevent. 

As he worked through each option, attempting to keep up with the monster, who was being rather hard to keep track of in that crowd, and the people, it managed to gain some distance. Mostly though, it was the people who got in between them. He even saw the thing slip through a door in the building. Whether it was to another part of the place or outside of it, he wasn’t sure. The Rider wasn’t familiar with the layout of that part of the city, after all.

He was about to go after it when there was a crowd of people around him. There were people asking to take his photograph. Others complimented his costume. Keisuke was about to say it wasn’t a costume. That was his form, but he found it hard to catch a moment to say anything. He had to follow the creature. He had to make sure it wouldn’t harm anyone else.

The Rider ducked his head and then slipped away as best he could from the small crowd. As far as he could see, there wasn’t a good place to cancel his transformation, either. He clenched his fists at his side.

He didn’t want to walk in that place looking as he did. It was too crowded and his form was too conspicuous. Or, so he would have believed. With so many people dressed as they were, people might not believe there was something dangerous around them stalking through the crowd.

handstand

cartwheel

pirouette

Digital 3D 2013

You are required to animate the character provided for 5-15 seconds.

You must provide evidence of research into the movement you choose, either a pre-existing video (eg youtube) or record your own reference material.

You are also required to produce at least 3 playblasts showing your work in progress. This will show evidence of how your animation is being built up gradually, blocking out the basic moves first then building up more nuanced movements.