Sketch Thread ([not so daily] Daily sketches!)

Barely a doodle, but it's something, like I said I'd do at the very least.

Spoiler: Astronomer on balcony

(the Add layer type is so useful for making things actually look bright)

 

Absolutely nothin'. Got a piano lesson today

 

Another nothin', I think. Maybe I can get a doodle out later, but don't expect much, or anything at all. I am totally working on an essay to give to the Hypixel Forums though, so watch out for that.

 

SKETCH!

Spoiler: Fish person I guess

I saw some YT thumbnail saying something about fish people, so have a fish person

 

Perspective is weird.

Spoiler: Pool 1

 

HAHA! A FOUR PANEL COMIC MADE IN ONE DAY!

Spoiler: Internet Mind-Reading?

Wowie! I can't believe I did this! I will probably put out something small the next few days to compensate!
(I am actually trying to figure out ways to lighten the load this puts on me so I can pursue my other artistic endeavors. If this keeps taking so much time, I may just have to quit it altogether.)

 

Just a small sketch, cause it's Wednesday!

Spoiler: Darn (Courier Sketch, there is gore I guess!)

The Courier has a bit of habit of getting his head blown open, despite Emison telling him to be more careful.

 

I was working on music, and the essay I'm writing on Bedwars, so nothing today

 

I think I'm missing it again.

 

All I have is this tiny face.

Spoiler: Face

Human faces are cool.

 

Spoiler: How it FEELS to play Hailey in Blizzard Brawl

Hehehe, push go brrrr
Seriously though, I caused so much pain to Toms as Gawrick and Hailey that I, no joke, MET A TOM PLAYER I HAD KILLED, IN REAL LIFE!

 

Just a sketch, cause I wanna do other stuff.

Spoiler: Emison Chillin' (Sketch)

Yay, Emison!
I drew this cause I, by looking at the one human body at my disposal (me), realized that, when someone is bending over, their spine bends backward from the standing position. Their ribs will be basically horizontal, while their hip is diagonal.

Also, unrelated to this, I've been watching stuff about John Carpenter's The Thing, and, man, I wish I didn't have such a weak stomach, so I could actually, y'know, watch the movie, cause it seems so good, man.

 

I am very tired, and also out of time. I need to save my energy.

 

Hey, no drawing, but have a non-peer reviewed complete first draft of a short story I guess.

[IMPORTANT CONTEXT: The Courier is meant to be, like, a kid in this.]

Spoiler: Justice (The Wise Courier)

I cannot feel my fingers. I cannot feel my feet.

I cannot see. I cannot hear.

I am in so much pain.

Where is it coming from? I cannot feel. It’s everywhere.

The flames took my fur, my skin. It took my eyes, scratched at my lungs, my bowels, my heart.

I lie here. I do not want to go.

I’m scared of the dark.

I wish to see, and I see the sky.

I cannot close my eyes.

I cannot move my fingers. It’s all gone.

I’m scared. I wish to move my fingers. I see my arm move above me.

I cannot feel my fingers. My fingers are moving.

I wish to feel.

It’s all wrong. Everything is twisted.

I wish to tear off my skin. My hand rises, and pulls away blackened red sheets.

My hands are not there. There is only bone.

I wish to get better.

My neck hurts. My fingers cannot feel.

I wish to feel my fingers. They are cold.

My neck burns.

I wish it would stop. My neck feels nothing.

My fingers are still not there. I lie down, and wish it to be. I will wait.

I can feel it spiraling around me. Rising like fireflies from the inferno.

Everyone is leaving me.

There is red in the sky. There is red on the grass.

This is justice.

Isn’t this justice?

They deserved it. They deserved it.

The fireflies. The fireflies come to me. They make me whole again.

I want to feel.

The heat is unbearable. It towers above me.

Step back. Step back.

The night is cold. I wish for my jacket.

My jacket is bleeding.

Bring it back to me.

I want my jacket.

Many are running over the hills.

They come to me, they pull me close, they ask me questions.

“They deserved it.”

They want to scream.

I cannot feel.

I will not feel.

There is so much left to do.

So many screams to silence.

No one will ever hurt again.

Hopefully this is any good. It seems like it is, but you never can tell.
It was pretty fun writing this in one go, so maybe, if I find the motivation, I can write more little things.

 

HAHA, I HAVE SOMETHING, DESPITE BEING AWAY BASICALLY ALL DAY!

Spoiler: The Mermaid

Didn't have time to spice it up with, like, a proper sketch, or… anything, so I just tried to capture the main idea.

 

Yay, landscape!

Spoiler: Grindstone (Concept 1)

Forgot the sun, oh well.

 

Spoiler: Observer

Made two drawings, realized they fit together. Bing bang boom, yippee!

 

Truly, sketches are the way to go on days like these.

Spoiler: Descent

I love this color pallet I have.

 

Couldn't do coloring cause of plans, but have a sketch I'm really happy with.

Spoiler: Stretch (sketch)

Screw consistent proportions, Emison is whatever you want them to be.

 

Sorry for the last minute upscaling blurriness, I wanted people to be able to see things clearly.

Spoiler: Bomberman (Journeymen Sketch)

I wanted to figure out a design for bombers in my story idea, The Journeymen.