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I am making a little Bionicle rewrite where everything is a bit more edgy, just how I like it! Maybe the events don't change much. I like to focus on the innerworkings of the characters and motivations.

Toa Lewa, the embodiment of wind, the maker of breeze, the sound that pass through the tallests of trees in all Le-Wahi... it's very normal for a lot of Le-Matoran only hearing her (I did change the gender of this one too, because a team of only dudes it's a bit boring, even design wise) voice through the breeze; or a cackle zooming by, since she barely speaks to them at all.

Lewa prefers the company of the Rahi. Big? Small? Don't matter. She would learn how they communicate and make herself their friend. No "nos" allowed. If she can't do it in one day, she will spend weeks on making even the nastiests and lone of Rahi her friend.

It's not that she HATES her people, not at all. They are all friendly and energetic, like a bunch of tiny Muakas running around their mother while playing. She thinks they are very cute, but she is treating them like she doesn't really respects them at all. Nothing they say to her matter in the slightest.

Lewa had some suspicions on why that was. Why she liked the company of Rahi better. Why the noise from a river Tarakava roaring were way more enjoyable than the voice of any Le-Matoran. Her mind might have forgotten, but the body always remembers, every single tiny thing...

Since Lewa arrived at Mata-Nui, she had her legs very damaged. Not badly enough to make her unable to walk, but badly enough to be a difficult task to do.

She guessed that was why she was so precise and skillful with her control over air and her Kanohi Miru, born from the necessitie of having a better way to move around.

Another thing she found interesting, was her fear of heights. Didn't matter if it were just a few meters off the floor, sitting on the top of the tree, or on top of some stairs. Her stomach clenched and always looking away. A reason for her to ALWAYS be hanging from somewhere. That is a fear she would NEVER let it get root in her.

A bit combative by nature. Going her own way. Except when Onua asked for something, that's when all of what I just said goes off the window. The reason? I don't even think Lewa knows why. She could hear Onua talk for hours... but Onua never did. But she also had this little itch in the back of her brain to hurt Onua back. A scatch, squeezing and arm too hard. Asking for a sparring. She maybe have something in common with Pohatu, but in another level.

Maybe some day she will learn why she is like this. Even if she has a predisposition to get controlled like a puppet. Maybe she likes it. Maybe she hates a bit too much what she became.

I am making a little Bionicle rewrite where everything is a bit more edgy, just how I like it! Maybe the events don't change much. I like to focuse on the innerworkings of the characters and motivations.

You can hear this Matoran approach. Kongu is the largest and heaviest of all Le-Matoran. And also, the most serious of them all. Even more serious than the one and only Turaga Matau... but he wasn't very serious to begin with. Clumsy around the top of the trees and always struggling with things other Le-Matoran find second nature.

Regarded as the right hand of the Turaga, she (I change the gender of many characters. Working with mostly men is a bit boring. Specially character-design wise) has been by his side since the very begging of their lifes in Mata-Nui. Turaga Matau had seen her aptitud, her spirit, her unyielding compromise, and took her right away, right when her first tattoos were being carved into her armor.

Turaga Matau is a very colorful individual. Painted from mask to feet in markings of all kind, so it was normal to get condecorated with them instead of badges like in Ta-Koro. Something permanent, something that jumped to you the moment you saw them, no matter the circumstances. Kongu ofter refused many of them, since she never think she did a job good enough to earn them. A perfectionist. An addict to her Duty, just like a good Po-Matoran.

She was the first to ride Gukko. Trained the others to do as well. Always blaming herself of the losses of those days because she didn't think of one crucial detail: They weren't the only ones in the sky, and they weren't the ones on the top of the food chain. The predators of the Gukko began a hunting game. Take the colorful rider away instead of the Gukko bird. If one Matoran was taken, surely more would come, ending in a massacre of one side or another.

This event inspired her to create the capes. The other Le-Matoran of the Gukko Force had them implemented in their seats meanwhile Kongu has it on her at all times. Sometimes she uses it for gliding and help her close gaps between jumps.

She formed the Gukko Force, and trained the army of Le-Koro. Kongu always says that Turaga Matau ordered her to do so, but that is a lie. She likes to use that as an excuse in recent years, seen how the other Le-Matoran only see her as a general, someone who barks orders and puts you to work even when it's your resting days, to try and get some criticism off her back... it's not working at all. Feeling more isolated.

That also made her stand out. Her posture, heaviness, and ruthless attitude was made a mockery between the Le-Matoran, who are more... laid back. Taking it specially from Turaga Matau. And when Toa Lewa came along and had the same laid back attitude, it made her feel even more self councious about her body and aptitudes, sometimes forcing herself (and other) to be even more exceptional. To "make it up for being made wrong by Mata-Nui" she sometimes thinks at her lowest.

Maybe she won't get too much character development in the island,(a butterfly-shape on her clothes to signify she wants to bloom more than anything and change into a flying creature) maybe even less back at Metru-Nui. But I'm sure Kongu would feel very very strongly about being denied the Kanohi Kadin.

A dog pretending to be a wolf

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Another character for my BOOK📖📚

MY 🅱️OOK📚📚 about stuff and gays!👀

An illustration for my BOOK

My booook. My book about GAYS!!

If they are all gay? Who is the woman!?

But, 1. I chosen the WORST photo for a bunny

2. This isn't my main sona anymore.

3. Still cool tho.

4. In the original photo that I won't show, my eyes look like two dark pits of nothingness.

Dibujo terminado a lo mal porque no me apetece nada hacerlo pero me gusta la idea

This has to be the drawing I had the most problems with.

Conceptually, it was easy. I had the idea of a black bunny with white vitiligo in shape lf stars, mimicking my own vitiligo as if I got put through a negative filter, also making him resemble something like a night sky. With meaner eyes and overall chubbier.

That was the end of the easy part. The pose was fairly simple, but I struggled doing one I liked, so, after two or three poses, I ended up on that one, having to change the arms and hands a couple of times, ending up on getting him to be in this half state of grooming-himself-before-leaving-the-house type of pose.

And when that was done, the clothes was the second obstacle. I made seven designs of different types of clothing. Getting more intrinsic, more simplistic,... overalls, a suit, a dress, sweater... (I just remembered there was supposed to be an accessory on a belt I forgot to made). Nothing was working ar all, so, dress shirt with short sleeves, some shorts, some boots, and two bows, one for the neck as an ornament, another one for the head, trying the long ears in a somewhat braid.

And then the coloring. At first, he was gonna have some more... colorful... clothes. And again, nothing was working. Every color combination I could think off. Every shade of green, lavender, pinks... nothing at all. I could give it a little bit of color with those pinks but that's all I could do.

And last but not least, the background. I always struggle with backgrounds, but this specially. I have nothing to add. I just tried a bunch of more simple ones, considered leaving it empty a couple of times, took some images from the internet of starry nights... until I found a tood that had a star pattern and made this one instead.

Overall, terrible experience, but glad I could push through to finish it. Now I'll sleep for a hundred years.

I am making a little Bionicle rewrite where everything is a bit more edgy, just how I like it!

Memories are a tricky thing for this Matoran.

Of course, the colors indicate that he is from Ta-Koro, surely. But that mask... a weirdo in and out of the volcano. Unable to handle that hot temperature, can't even solve simple math. He tried to fit in, maybe in Ga-Koro he would fit better, but the constant movement of the ocean made him sick and the cold water of the ocean was making him shiver day in and day out. Ko-Koro was discarded for the same reason. Po-Koro also scratched because of the hot weather. Couldn't even get into Le-Koro before falling down like a log from the trees, and his navigation skills underground, in Onu-Koro were making more problems than solving them.

Takua is one of two Matoran that "hide" their flashing core. A makeshift representation of the Three Virtues, disecred and scattered across his chest, like that would make him more like the rest.

The other one that his the light of his core, was a weirdo like him as well (an OC).

Clothes so broken down from usage, one wonders why he clings to them so vigorously, like there's something or someone of value from where they are. Pieces falling down, worn out, torn, just to get stitched together once more to retain that look. His friend (that one OC) wondered many, many times, if that's how Takua felt inside, like a broken doll needed to put back together again, and again, and again, and again. He (the OC) wondered... Was he even his friend at this point? That Matoran full of resentment and haunted by whatever he knew in other lives, now was smiley, energetic, positive in attitude, and loved helping others, even if they were the ones who casted him away like a burden to die in some ditch by some of Makuta's beasts...

I am making a little Bionicle rewrite where everything is a bit more edgy, just how I like it!

In Ga-Koro, the Matoran that go in the water more often, wear a kind of swimsuit that regulates their temperature and that dries quickly and efficiently, but they are not very resistant in other kinds of environment, for example, in the jungle or in the dessert, so Macku has her swimsuit made for many pieces of many different ones. If she knew how fragile they were gonna been, she would've decided to tattoo her arms and legs, but refused when thinking they were be covered most of the time, just leaving her mask decorated.

El protagonista del libro que estoy escribiendo

Monster design