Daily OpusEverything I write is freely rebloggable. Just keep the source and tell people about my books :D [Until I decide otherwise, my pronouns are Ze/Hir/Hirself. As in "Ze went to the shops to get hir medication hirself". Thank you for the respect.]
BlueAvian gave me this in response to _Where We Went_ [aka Dibbles2] and it is pure adorable.
I made this 11.7”x17” at 300 dpi so this could actually be posters. I might do a giveaway someday.
i would so buy this as a poster
Rabbit has a sad look somehow :/
Of course Rabbit’s sad. Look closer. She’s wearing the uniform of a paratrooper.
They drop her out of airplanes at the enemy.
Very possibly not factoring in the extra weight of her mechanical body and giving her a standard parachute.
So every mission comes along with the risk of breaking her.
They drop her out of an airplane with a standard parachute and expect her to fire on people as she goes down, because there’s a high probability of her breaking to bits when she finally lands.
And she knew this.
That’s why they couldn’t get her to look happy for the recruitment poster.
She’s essentially free-falling ordinance. With a high probability of shrapnel.
Alright. One more. Tried to use the female Rabbit build for the outer portion of the design, not sure it worked out.
I shouldn’t stay up late… because as I created this Venice Carnival mask of Rabbit’s face (which was practically one already) I kept thinking how the Carnival there seemed less like a big fun party and more like a Comicon on LSD… It looks like the kind of party you’d invite your enemies to instead of friends, if you know what I mean. And bring down some big steamy vengeance. So as I drew I heard this odd little story in my head…
“This is my palace of crystal, open to the public today only. I have spent many years building it with the walls I have been offered by others, with the aid of those who have reinforced the walls. Come inside, a banquet awaits. What will you drink? We have bitter wine and sweet poison. The sweet poison I have reserved for those who made and reinforced my walls; only you may drink, and drink you must. And when you have had all you can take of it, I will carry on drinking the bitter wine in the palace of crystal, the cold palace that is my heart.”
Drawing Carnival masks at night is creepy.
I may go back and redo this with different coloring, maybe one of the more traditional mask designs for the outer portion. It was a lot cooler when I had just done the line work.
holy fuq that is made out of awesome
(All I can ever manage is a scribbly-sketch. I am totes jelly)