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Art by Wanderingwolf

This prompt was 'fruit.'

Art by Wanderingwolf

Day two's prompt was 'triangles.' This is the result.

Art by Wanderingwolf

Started working on a daily diary of digital art. This is the first prompt: galaxy.

Firefly - Second 'Verse

Call Me Luka "MacGuffin" Voss (KATYA Voss cont.)

<STAGE IS SET ON SHINDIGS, KATYA BEHIND THE BAR CENTER STAGE, HANDS PLANTED ON THE POLISHED WOOD. GRADY, BEHIND THE BAR STAGE RIGHT, HOLDING A BOTTLE OF VODKA. DORIAN ON A STOOL, STAGE LEFT, ELBOWS RESTING ON THE BAR, CRYSTAL GLASS IN HIS HAND.>

KATYA: "They won't be back, period. Do what you gotta do and rid them from my life...and this bar too."

GRADY: <Watches brows knit as he's given a dressing-down at KATYA's tongue. He probably deserves it. Scratch that, judging by the blood on his knuckles--weren't his blood--he definitely deserves it. And the vodka isn't numbing this particular pain.>

KATYA: "If it wasn't for this man right here I could have been good as dead." <KATYA gestures to DORIAN, who feigns not to be listening. GRADY's eyes narrow to slits.>

"You wouldn't have raised a finger before that man killed me. I want you out for good, or at the least until you handle your business entirely." <KATYA doesn't meet GRADY's eyes. GRADY's shoulders tense.>

DORIAN: “And that,” <DORIAN shrugs> “poses tha question. What is that business, sir?” <he smiles, it doesn't reach his eyes> “Considering tha mannah in which Ah negotiated with one of yah associates Ah daresay a little enlightenment is in ordah. Cheers.” <DORIAN lifts his glass to the siblings, GRADY chews his tongue.>

GRADY: <Ignoring DORIAN's question, to KATYA:> "I'm workin' on it, Kat, but you know what would really stop them comin' round?" <GRADY, sidling a step closer to his sister, taps two fingers to his temple, a shimmer in his eye>

"I got a plan will set us right--yes us!" <GRADY, intently to KATYA> "You for this place and our old man, me, well..." <GRADY's jaw tightens, opens for another slug of vodka, for courage maybe>

"You know, I been thinkin'. That ire you got ain't lost on me: I know who I am, Kat. I know who I am, and I'm alright with it." <GRADY raises a hand to show he's not done>

"Hear me out, and if you don't like what I've got to say, I'll walk. For real this time. Hmm?"

"I know I've brought nothin' but trouble to you, to Pa, to this place he built." <GRADY gestures to the bar, affectionately known as Shindigs> "But I'm ready to set things straight." <GRADY unhands the bottle of vodka, dragging the back of his blood-covered knuckles across his chin> "The right way, like Pa always says. No scams, no blood spilled, no more scabs at the door with an over under in your back. And then I can pay you back for everything I owe you--owe Pa--and you get what you want. No more Grady darkenin' your doorstep. I'll take my share and I'm gone for good." <GRADY takes a beat, his hand scratching the back of his neck>

"Trouble is, I can't do it by myself." <elbow propped on the bar, he pivots his gaze to DORIAN to indicate he's included in this, now, for better or worse.>

KATYA: <Takes a beat, brow arches>

DORIAN: <Subtle shake of his head as he lifts his drink>

Firefly - Second 'Verse

Enter Grady (Katya Voss cont.)

The sound of steel scraping cement pealed from the back room, training the eyes and ears of Katya and Dorian on the entrance of a slightly ajar, wooden door squeaking on barrel hinges. The white knuckles of a large hand pulled the door open to reveal a man dressed in a striped button down shirt, suspenders, brown slacks, and an askew emerald green bow tie, complemented by a bushy red mustache beneath chiseled blue eyes. As he stepped into the bar proper, those eyes were focused on Katya, finger pointing as he approached at an even pace.

"You did good, sis," an errant hand smoothed the long hair at his crown against the shaved sides of his head. "Those boys won't be back 'til morning," his approach halted as he palmed a fifth of vodka, unscrewing the cap, "and I've got a plan." The bottle upended into his lips as his eyes landed on the stranger sitting at the bar.

Exhaling, he asked Katya with a glance, "And who's this?" a free hand rested on his belt buckle, replete with a Ruger Wrangler replica hanging at his side. The stranger had a face that was hard to read, but something about his eyes unsettled Grady. Katya on the other hand, looked primed and ready to give another lecture a-la-padre. He lifted the bottle to his lips again to numb the overture.

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Art by Wanderingwolf

I followed a course on simple projects that have big impact and this is the result of the first video series. Had a lot of fun doing this one, and I can't wait for the other ones.

Art by Wanderingwolf

This is my take on a mimic from the game Dungeons and Dragons. Since it's Christmas time, I set the short animation to Jingle Bells by mad/no/mad. I used @curtisjamesholt 's setup from the Modular Workspaces addon to set the evil mood for this mimic. The textures were adaptations from @Felicia_White !







Almost all the deformation for this animation was done with a lattice; the rest was done using the AnimAll for the curves, which comes with Blender by default.

Merry Christmas!