Post by Warrior of Aror on May 4, 2017 12:12:41 GMT
Lylyss I sent you an email back. I really liked it! XD
jliessa44 I remember RPing with some of your characters two or three years ago quite a lot. I don't have a distinct mental picture of your characters really, but I'll give it a go after Kazadan and Cypher.
Dmitri Pendragon Thanks! Y'know, a philosopher's beard might fit him well. XD I use a program called Manga Studio for both drawing and coloring. And I also use a Wacom Bamboo. Very useful for digital drawing.
Lol. Kazadan's such a goody-two-shoes that I bet he shaves twice a day. :P But maybe once he's retired, and no longer feels pressured to look presentable, he could grow a very Socratic beard. :P Looking forward to reading/seeing more of your work, Warrior!
Carpe diem! Member of the UG since October 4th, 2012
Post by Dmitri Pendragon on May 8, 2017 10:11:09 GMT
@lylysssilvertree: Heheheh. Would Kazadan's beard curl into a mass of frizzles or would it grow straight and long like Getafix?
Ellron Silvertree: On the digital drawing pad, yeah, me too, but I'd need to start drawing more and work to get better at it and decide I was going to make more of a pursuit out of it before I'd ever spend the money on a digital drawing pad. So right now it's just a distant opportunity in dreamworld.
Post by Warrior of Aror on May 8, 2017 13:33:03 GMT
Drawing pads can be expensive new, but I got mine used from online and it was quite cheap. It was a fortunate buy, though, (the seller didn't know what they cost originally). I don't know if I'll ever use it for something practical because I don't know if I really want to spend so much time actually learning how to draw well. XD But if either of you find one cheaply (you can very infrequently find ones at thrift stores for just a couple dollars), they are a lot of fun and I recommend it.
Post by Dmitri Pendragon on May 9, 2017 8:00:40 GMT
Warrior of Aror : Heheheh. Yeah, with all the other things you're pursuing, I shouldn't think you'd have time for much art. I've been getting ideas for comic-style stories but I'm too deep in my other things to do much drawing. Maybe after these next three years of university.
Lylyss: He could knot it shorter and let it become something of a legend among the younglings as to how long it really is. Kazadan's full Socratic beard revealed in all its glory…
jliessa44 : Ah, interesting. What software do you use on the iPad Pro for drawing? Do you use a stylus?
I use the Apple Pencil, yeah. XD From back when I had a job and money and could buy such things. As far as apps go, I used Sketches pro (which I got free. Before that I used the free version and that suited me well too) for sketching. It's the most like paper and pencil I think, but really only good for sketching. And then there's an app called Drawcast +, also free, that I like a lot. There's a forum attached to it, but I don't bother with it. I use the app mostly because you can use a large amount of layers for free and the hard brush is closest to what I use in Corel on the computer. I keep meaning to get procreate, but I've never gotten around to it.
Post by Dmitri Pendragon on May 14, 2017 20:43:02 GMT
Warrior of Aror: Communication, information and library studies as a double major. For the last two semesters (including this one) I've been doing one paper a semester; I'm halfway through the second and final paper in the certificate I'm enrolled in, and I plan to start full-time in July. Which will be two papers a semester if I do two in the summer semester as well.
Post by Ellron Silvertree on May 16, 2017 16:51:25 GMT
I'm currently a Communication Arts and Catechetics major and it's great. Unfortunately it's also impossible. And I want to be an English major as well. And history. And biology. And psychology. And sociology. And theatre. And music.
Post by Dmitri Pendragon on May 24, 2017 9:16:38 GMT
Hey yo, next week now.
Also I don't think I mentioned that I really enjoyed rereading your Daki story, Warrior, and brushing up on my memory of some parts of it. I can see the similarities to Avatar even though I haven't watched any of the Avatar episodes or read any of the books, if books exist. Still, I'd certainly like to see more of it—Bambam hasn't appeared yet.
Post by Warrior of Aror on May 25, 2017 20:37:53 GMT
I assume you're referencing my need to post another picture. I do. Cypher is almost done. He was trickier than Kazadan. Also, I will indeed post another chapter of Daki's story soon. I do have a good excuse for not having done either of those things (or put out another podcast ). I finished the second draft of the Shadowlands book of which you've seen a bit. And I'm almost done a non-fiction booklet that I've been casually working on for months.
Also, I think some comic books of the Avatar show do exist.
Post by Warrior of Aror on Jun 3, 2017 2:10:03 GMT
Tada -- Cypher!
Also, here's the fourth part of Daki's story.
The morning dawned without excitement. Fatbees hovered about lazily, buzzing against Daki's morning face with the driest urgency.
Daki jerked himself awake. Last night. He growled. It was real. No nightmare. Just reality. What could he do? Alerting the warriors of the village wouldn't just put him neck deep in trouble, he would be overridden in shame. And yet, shame had always been something he'd known well enough already.
Maybe calling the Masters was best? They were truly the ones who would lead the fight against those terrors – not the village warriors. Or possibly even King Shiro. He could rally a sizable force from all the villages around. And yet, why would Shiro even listen to a village boy? Stupid talk about ghost skeletons. There probably wasn't even anyone in the village who would believe him.
A fist hammered at the window, loud and obnoxious. “Wake up, sleepy-yack!” Someone scampered away, a snicker following.
Daki jumped out of bed and whipped open the sliding wooden window. Yari was disappearing behind another hut. Daki growled and fell back down to bed. He rubbed at his eyes and stretched. Two hours til noon . . . and being late for practice wouldn't make the others happy.
He raced out of the house and down the main village street, towards the practice field. It was a clearing of long and pale grass. The training was about to start. Daki positioned himself twenty yards in front of another Jinna named Ty. She was twelve and, like Yari, a prodigy. But at least she didn't stuff it in Daki's face like a pie on Cream Pie Day.
Warrior Minuki scowled at Daki, then started his lesson. And a long one it was. Painful and dreadful, horrific and despicable, and whatever other words that meant really boring. A lecture, followed by a demonstration, and finally a pitiful attempt at replicating Minuki's lesson on the Jinnas's part. And it continued. Why did Minuki have to be so good at the philosophy - “mastering by repetition”?
Noon offered a long desired break, on all the Jinnas's parts. Working in the heat had not helped Daki's panicking questions.
He dropped down on a flat stone and put a hand to his forehead. Thick sticky sweat clung to his hand, and a headache throbbed, ready to erupt like a volcano into a migraine. Daki pressed a finger against his forehead, to alleviate the pain, and closed his eyes.
He jolted when a voice addressed him.
“Hey Daki, mind if I sit here?”
Daki blinked against the sudden bright light reflecting off the grass. “Hi, Ty!” He shook his head. “I don't mind.”
Ty handed him a loaf of salt and pepper bread, the crust almost blackened thick with pepper. “Here, I brought you some food,” she said, sitting down.
“Thanks.” Daki tore into the loaf hungrily, but coughed on the sudden bombardment of pepper overriding his senses – even the headache. His expression turned sour.
Ty's face wrinkled up into a giggle. “Guess who's been baking? "
Daki gulped down the bread with a cough. “Yari, from the looks of it.”
Ty couldn't help a full laugh – or as close to one as she ever got. “Here,” she took the loaves and started brushing at them. “Brush the pepper off the tops. It's not as strong that way.” She handed it back to him.
“Thanks.” Daki went back to munching on his bread.
Ty fiddled with her loaf. It seemed as if there were words right on her lips, but she wasn't speaking them. Finally she almost whispered, “What were you doing last night?”
Daki's eyebrows jumped, his face a mix of confusion. She knew? He was alone with Kai Mun's ghost – there was no way for Ty to know about it. Daki's lips twisted as he tried to stutter out a response.
“I- well- you saw me?”
Ty dropped her gaze. “Yes, I did. I saw you sneak out a window. And that's not normal for you to do at eleven o' clock.” There was a threatening severity in her voice. So different from what it had been moments before.
Daki brushed a peppery hand on his shorts and stuffed his fingers into his hair, resting his temple on his palm. “I- I guess I went for a walk . . .”
“You were gone for so long, though. I stayed up for a little while, because I was worried about you, but you never came back.”
Daki bit the inside of his lip. “I did stay out there for a while.” He dreaded where the conversation might lead.
“What were you doing, Daki?” Ty stared up at him, straight into his eyes, but he couldn't meet the gaze. How could he say what he really did? He violated the village rules by going outside the protective ring, he entered a honored place without permission, and he let something loose. Something dark, something evil. Some kind of malicious . . . spirit, if those things really did exist.
Daki took in a breath. “I, yeah . . . I just went for a walk I guess . . . I don't know what I was doing.” Or what I'm saying! his thoughts echoed. How can I explain this? How do I start?
Ty's watery blue eyes clouded with worry. “It was another fight again, wasn't it? Your parents . . . y'know – y'know what I mean, right?”
A wave of relief hit Daki. But he felt a tinge of new pain. And not about his parents. He rubbed his temples and nodded. “Yeah, they were . . . yeah.” Just the word fight had been taboo in his mind for years.
“I'm really sorry about that . . .” Ty smiled hopefully nevertheless.
“Thanks.” Daki tried to smile back. “Thanks for being a good friend.”
The practice went on as expected. And among the brutal exercise, the weight of guilt bore heaviest on Daki's shoulders. How could he lie to a friend like Ty? How could he be that messed up?
I must regretfully say that I probably won't be on the UG for about a week. I've hardly been on at all this past week and I just won't have time to get on (aside from a 'hello' now an then) because of some stressful things that require my immediate attention. Sad face. I won't get to write or draw much at all either. But certainly before the month is over I'll be able to get back on the UG like normal and I'll do the other two drawings and post more of Daki's story.
Dmitri Pendragon: Elytra: Wait, it's actually referring to the oldest post on the Underground? (I never did chase that down in fact…)
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