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The Nihilmancer
It’s ya gurl, n00dl. I love seeing what a charming little monster she’s become! And also some refs for her new design and how thin she is. ╔ ║The Nihilmancer revels in Creation, ║And she the world to mend. ║Within her claws holds your Salvation, ║For she knows it all will end. ╚ Sometimes nihilism is the only way to protect yourself.
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[7:49:04 PM] rande: ulquiorra shows up to use the airhorn and grimmjow is there [7:49:21 PM] ichigo. (magpie): FUCK [7:49:35 PM] rande: its like that vine where the dude is like 'HEY WAKE UP' and the other dude pops up behind the first guy
Drew my spoopy cult leader lady. I turned out really loving her cassock design. :)
Another style study. This time Rebecca Sugar.
This was actually really, REALLY hard. D:
lineart is done.
TEN DAYS.
fuk mi
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New friend, Elzbieta. She's super cool and loves purple prose. :)
There is a very fine line in doing what one must do and what will damn one to hell; it’s a rather difficult dance, one that has glory at the crown and a waiting noose in the shadow. Kyoraku knows the act well, can recite it blindly if he must, the aging tales hidden in the marrow of his bones, when unraveled, would prove as much. Pride has never been his virtue.
The price of being Atlas is one that needs to be paid. There must be a pillar, there must be a brick layer and there must be one who’s very blood is made to be spilled for his people, his world, his heart. For that reason, Kyoraku has never been fond of war, but it is an old friend who forever follows him, lurks in his shadow ( in his reflection, in his dreams, in his deeds ). Kyoraku knows war in the most unfortunate ways, he knows it sadly and he knows it well. War begs and war is selfish, demanding, devouring; it cannot be satisfied and the horizon promises that the savage cry of misery and pain will take the place of song birds in the morning.
The promise of a coming storm is what leaves Kyoraku adding another weight to the chain of his sins, an act of forsaking pride for the possibility of surviving. Hatred and anger would have their time, but now is not the moment for them.
“Ulquiorra-san, was it?”
“I have something to discuss with you.”
