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Hurray! Another sketch...

At 3/22/11 10:12 PM, Oliver wrote: Buckethead is shakey.

That's a pretty nice guitar.

Okay I think I'm almost done with this drawing, just needs a bit of editing.

Here's a quick sketch I made the other day. I call him Shark Man

At 3/22/11 08:28 PM, big-jonny-13 wrote:

At 3/22/11 08:25 PM, GMoose14 wrote: Oh... Sorry, I remembered there being some rule about having to post some art with your first post, but I think I may have been wrong. I didn't mean to sound mean, sorry if I misread.

That rule was eliminated a long time ago man..... long ago.

I haven't been on newgrounds for a while so I didn't know...

At 3/22/11 08:02 PM, PigeonOnAStick wrote:

At 3/22/11 07:51 PM, GMoose14 wrote: Uh, this isn't the thread for that you should've probably looked at the forum rules before you posted your question.

... what the hell are you talking about? Course this is the right place. And what rule is he breaking?

Oh... Sorry, I remembered there being some rule about having to post some art with your first post, but I think I may have been wrong. I didn't mean to sound mean, sorry if I misread.

Uh, this isn't the thread for that you should've probably looked at the forum rules before you posted your question.

Here's a dinosaur that I drew before spring break. It originally started as a head, and then when I was drawing it somehow became a dinosaur. RAWR!

At 3/21/11 06:58 PM, big-jonny-13 wrote:

At 3/21/11 06:06 PM, GMoose14 wrote: Yes I was, I remember you as well, didn't think anyone actually remembered me, but it's nice to see that I have some friends here. It's great to be back.

I remember your old thread.... why'd you abandon it?

I don't remember the reason, but I remember that it eventually became full of only my posts. I didn't realize it was still here though... I thought they deleted threads after no one visits in a while.

Also I just came back from the store, and I finally bought myself a scanner. So here is an updated copy of my current W.I.P. Tell me what you think of the quality, as well as what you think might improve my work.

At 3/21/11 04:04 AM, Fifty-50 wrote: I remember you! You were at the levels collab! Welcome back mate!

Yes I was, I remember you as well, didn't think anyone actually remembered me, but it's nice to see that I have some friends here. It's great to be back.

At 3/21/11 12:24 AM, Vonschlippe wrote: I spy, with my little eyes, a posterize. Try to avoid instant photoshop filters, because they never add quality to an image!

Otherwise, it's a good thing you're looking into anatomy; there is still a long way to go. The general proportions of the character displayed take away a lot of believability (even with the backstory of mutation...).

Yeah, it actually looked worse before I made the lines more visible, and I just recently started on my improvement, and I think its great that someone as good as you is actually critiquing my work, I'll try to post a better version tomorrow, with some more work done of course.

It's been quite a while since I last posted anything on Newgrounds but think it's about time that I started up again. Last year I was attending a school in which I found everything too easy, as such I had a lot of time on my hands to do whatever, with that time I doodled like a maniac. Quickly filling up a binder's worth of drawings that were moderately okay. This year however, after having changed school's I find myself with less time for doodling. As such I have to dedicate more time to one specific drawing so that the end result is something I can be proud of.

So to start things off I am posting a current W.I.P. that I started on earlier today. For anyone that has seen any of my previous drawing I hope you can notice that I have been studying some anatomy in an attempt to better my drawings.

This particular drawing is that of a human that was genetically modified by a contagion which severely deformed him and left him emaciated, however it has bestowed upon him a cunning mind, and abilities which could rival those of any superhuman.

Note: The terrible quality is due to me having to take a picture of it instead of scanning it in(as I have yet to buy a scanner), as you can tell it's not a very good camera.

I'm Back! And am ready to post more of my drawings.
To start things off I'm going to show you:

The Lazarus Double-Shot

Which is a concept gun for one of my potential story lines. The name of the gun is based from the bible when Jesus brings back Lazarus from the dead, thus hinting at what the gun kind of does. It fires from the top barrel first which causes the original explosion, the second barrel fires at almost the same time only far enough behind as to use the first explosion to propel itself into the sky at which point the projectile splits into two which then fall back to the ground at the point of the original explosion thus eliminating any survivors in the area.

The blast-radius is about 5 blocks, as for ammunition the white gem on the rear of the gun is made of white-matter, which is an explosive self-replenishing material. The gun drains some of the white matter into a small chamber that forms the shape of the projectile and the exposes it to oxygen which causes it to harden almost immediately.

In the darkest depths, where even the light fails, I live. Tormented by memories I'd rather forget I guard my haunt, such a dark and wearisome place. No being has lived as long as I, or suffered as much as me, and none ever will, for I am embedded into the very womb of time. I see none and they do not see me for that is the way things must be, I dwell here in this abyss longing for freedom, craving the light, yet I am lost.

The love of my life has now long since passed, and the earth is now no more. I have outlived all of humanity, and am now alone on this husk of a planet. The sun has become nothing more than a white dwarf providing barely enough light to maintain the day in a permanent twilight. The moon is now no more. It is always cold here and my very surroundings reflect my loneliness. There are no oceans and no living thing survives. I now dwell at the bottom of an abyss, and have no intention of crawling out, there is no point in it, for she is no longer here.

I suppose it would be best if I started from the beginning, so as that you could understand how I came to be, and as to how I got here. It all began approximately 64 Billion years ago, and you must understand that I am one of the few beings to have survived from the past universe. At the moment the current universe is 18 Billion years old. I know that you must wondering as to how I came to live
46 Billion years, and more specifically how I managed to survive the collapse of one universe and the expansion of a new one. Well the thing is, I wouldn't want to tell you just a piece of the story so I shall commence from the beginning, 64 Billion years ago...

As many of you might have guessed I was kind of taking a bit of a break(an extended break) from newgrounds but have come up with plenty of new ideas for my story, which I began re-writing a while ago, I hope that you will like it better than the original.

Anyways I decided that I would combine the first chapter as to form a proper origin story for my Character thus enabling me to construct an appropriate foundation to work upon.

I also appreciate any input any of my readers provide and in fact welcome it.

Oh and I forgot to put what its name means so here you go:

Atrox : terrible, cruel, horror. By the way this is latin.

P.S. sorry for the double post

Alright here's a gun that I made, its name is Atrox, It is demon made and it fires red pulses which incinerate the flesh and just leaves burnt bones, it weighs quite a lot and cannot be used by any other race unless they want to risk burning up. The power cell provides nearly infinite ammo as long as the charge holds, the charge lasts up to 5 days of nonstop shooting, and an indefinite amount while idle.

I'm back! And I also started drawing again! Why?! Because I got accepted into LASA that's why! So right now I'm pretty giddy and seem to have rid myself of my drawer's block.

Anyways this here is Team Alpha, they are a group of elementals in my story, the dude with the fire on his back is Taurus Morrisa, the main character of my story, this "Pic" was taken pre-elemental war so his full power hasn't unleashed itself.

Alright I'm back and have already started writing the third chapter, and as of this moment am to commence taking my story seriously(more so than before). I shall also start revising my chapters before posting as to make the story flow easier. Any reviews would be much appreciated as it would help me to understand what readers like and dislike about my style and grammar, plus this is also a great way to get my story out there.

Heh heh, I's getting myself some fans :D

Since I seem to have gotten some drawer's block, I decided I'd recolor some of my older pics and fix them up a bit, tell me what you think!

Here's the 11 ft something guy.

Alright I started revising the chapters I already have so if anyone has any tips say em' now.

Just to let you guys know I will resume posting the story in about a month, the commotion should have if not died down at least not have a lot of randomness.

Here's a link to a PDF of the story in case anyone wants to read it a bit more clearly.

The Elements

Is anyone gonna read this thing?

Chapter 3 is gonna be awsome! :P

Wonder how long until someone post's a review on chapter 1 and 2...:|

At 1/28/10 11:56 PM, THEANTIFULP wrote:

that is one awfully long swiss army knife

mabey its the combat edition

Well actually it's the "Reaper's only edition" that's why it's all big and stuff :D

Here's chapter 2 of the Elements:

Chapter 2
Shift

I awoke early in anticipation of finally being able to change my physical appearance. Leaving my hole I started walking around in what the locals called "the park". Even though I scorched the very earth as I walked I could not help but to feel as if life was full of astounding things. This strange green fuzz called "grass" seemed to never need any nutrition. This surprised me as I had seen those who walk on two legs, called "humans", consume various kinds of "food". Yet this green fuzz seemed to not require any such thing. My first encounter with dying fuzz occurred but a few minutes later. I had decided to stroll to a different area and found that here the green fuzz was yellowing; and whereas the green fuzz had been soft and comfortable, this yellow fuzz was dry and stiff. Assuming that the fuzz did in fact need nutrition I took "food" from a couple who happened to not be paying attention. The bag started to burn and I had to dump the contents onto the fuzz. I knelt down and took pieces of the fu "burger" and tried to feed it to the yellow fuzz. But no matter how hard I tried I could not get the fuzz to eat, it was as if it did not want to eat what I had exerted myself to take. I became angry at this and burned the yellow fuzz, which in turn became black.Deciding that it would be best to just leave the fuzz alone I started walking again.

Having entertained myself for quite a while I resolved to commence my experiments at once. My first attempt was to duplicate the image of a squirrel. I felt my skin at first contract and then expand as it grew a length of black hair. This was not really hair but a really fine and compressed form of rock which my body naturally produced. Luckily the color of this rock could also change to the color necessary for true camouflage. After I was certain that my shape and appearance were exact I stared into a nearby puddle to observe the results. What I saw nearly caused me to faint. I had gotten every detail correctly except that the ears were shaped like horns, this error was of course quickly resolved but it caused the tail to unexpectedly spike up. The squirrel test was a failure, I could not completely control all of my appearance without something else changing. I spent hours duplicating the experiment and came to the conclusion that the reason for my failure was that my focus was on individual body parts and not the whole squirrel. With that in mind I pictured in my head a squirrel and blurred out the background, leaving only the squirrel; I again felt my skin contract and waited for the fur to completely cover me before I decided to open my eyes. I looked again at the puddle and was overjoyed at how I had duplicated the appearance of a squirrel albeit one of fur as black as coal. Any onlookers would have found my joy amusing, for I truly looked like a squirrel, and I was dancing around the puddle on two legs.

Having finally accomplished shifting into a squirrel I quickly moved onto more complicated specimens. I resolved that a wolf would be my next form to take. I spent the following days studying the physiology of the Black wolf, as I believed that this mutation of a wolf appeared more intimidating. I studied the skeletal structure as well as the organic arrangement and functions. Soon I had memorized the structure and was to commence the shifting into a wolf this night.

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I awoke late at night with a sudden chill. The temperature had changed dramatically from being mild to below freezing. Figuring that as long as I was awake I might as well try shifting into a wolf. I gazed up at the full moon and I chuckled to myself, what a fortunate night to shift into a wolf. The puddle I had used as a mirror had luckily not dried up and had instead frozen over. I stepped closer to it and gazed at my reflection I was still in the form of a squirrel. I quickly shifted back into my original form and began concentrating on the image of a black wolf.It did not take long for me to feel the changes occurring; I felt the skin contract and then loosed, the tail shoot out, and this time felt my face get stretched out, my arms and hands were now on the floor and I was no longer able to stand erect. I waited until I felt sure that I had stopped shifting and opened my eyes. The first thing I saw was the reflection of the full moon on the puddle, I could smell the freshness of the grass and inhaled deeply the rich aroma that the wind carried. I looked down into the puddle and saw a early exact replica of the wolf from my studies; except that I for some reason had dark green eyes, and was slightly larger than a black wolf should have been. I pondered as to why this was, and soon reached the conclusion that, the bigger and more complex the animal is, the more things are bound to change.

I fear to see what the results of shifting into a human will be. Surely it shall be hideous, but nonetheless I am absolved to at the very least attempt it. With that in mind I began running around the park enjoying the speed which this form provided me, I felt free and careless. I decided that I would finally attempt to shift into human shape after having studied the exact nature of human beings, and the structure of every cell in their bodies.

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I hope that you enjoyed reading this chapter, and I'll probably write the 3rd chapter tomorrow but I'm not making any promises as you never know what could happen.

Anyone else notice that the people who posted here are all "light" aligned. I is the opposite