Robot biped/bipod vehicles I drew.
As the storms ebb and flow, those ships foolish enough to get caught in their swell drop down from the sky.
It's a good time to be a scavenger.
'Drop season' is the period of time on Deslocar when the storms start to cease, as the scavengers call it. It's both a time to trade your goods with off-worlders, and collect from the ships that aren't quite used to the rougher conditions...
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Keeper -- a short comic about an angel meeting a robotic lighthouse keeper that doesn't know the world has already ended. Made in about 18 hours for a 24-hour 24-page* black and white comic challenge (that I arrived late to, ha.)
*the actual submission does not include the cover, which was created after the fact for this post.
This was a really great learning experience as someone who's... never really made a completed comic. I ended up really attached to the story by the end of the project (possibly due to all-nighter deliriousness lol) and ultimately am very proud of what I made.There are some things I'd still like to change, particularly text placement, but in keeping with the spirit of the challenge I've elected to leave it as is.
"I wouldn't say I hope for the crashes. They simply happen, whether we're there to harvest the parts or leave them to rust in the sands. Might as well make something good out of it."
An old mining bot gone rogue, Sprocket (he/him) is now the defacto leader of our little group of scavengers.
Some info:
Was originally scavenging on his own, but started the group when he picked up Glass (another member)
Bounced around in different jobs as he found a spot to settle down on Deslocar after his mining days, the most important of these being his bandit and mechanic days
He still isn't quite settled down now, but there's certain towns and cities he floats between a lot
Very much an engineer, knows his way around all sorts of machines and is great at fixing stuff, including himself
Has made a lot of adjustments and modifications over the years
accidental dad friend
Freaks out HARD when anyone gets hurt, and has a habit of offering the humans water when they complain about literally anything because like??? that's what people need right?????
Not super a fan of violence, but he does what's necessary. Tries his best to keep the crew out of shit, when he can, especially after it's not just him and Glass
The tubes running outside of his body help maintain his temperature- robots run on a liquid power source and it gets hot
Works like rabbit ears yknow?
His eyes emit a light glow, it's hard to see in the daytime but very noticeable at night, some say to an unnerving degree
He has slats above and below his eyes that he can use to emote
Talks through the speaker on his face, but also knows sign language and can flash his eyes to speak in a kind of morse code
He taught it to Glass a while back, and they use it to communicate sometimes, either when its convenient to be able to talk without talking or signing, when they dont want anyone else to understand them, or when Sprocket just feels like it
BLACK HOLE
I'm a big fan of everything space and black holes. As a kid, I was definitely scared of them- those huge, invisible vortexes that no one could escape from. But as I've grown older, and learned more, they're just so damn cool. There's some kind of beauty there too, in seeing glowing matter orbit nothingness, in the strange phenomena of bending light until you can see the back of your head, of watching the universe sped up as it disappears behind you. Unfortunately, I'm not sure my little thread painting does it justice :p
Still very much a work in progress, but long enough I figured I'd share. Filled with strange tunes, some western stuff, character songs, and some story themes if ya know where to look.
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Longing for Rotkehlchen Studies in Ornithology and Borbs, after months of investigative work and research, is proud to present you with intersex mandarin duck. 🤩
Mandarinente (mandarin duck) ♀️☿ am Pfaffensee, Stuttgart-West.
A problem I've been having lately is that while I'm working on a piece of writing, I absolutely love it, and then the moment I'm done it's like a switch is flipped and I can't stand the thing. I feel like it's because you suddenly lose all that potential. While you're working on something, it can be anything, it can be so many things, but the moment it's done all of those alternate routes are gone. In comparison, what you're left with feels disappointing.
"Enough lounging, I need to keep moving." // vikas chander
A note by the photographer:
"In the far north west of Namibia lies possibly one of the remotest and least inhabited places on Earth. Kaokoland is home to the ethnic group known as the Himba, but I came here in search of the Lone Men of Kaokoland. They are not marked on any map and blend seamlessly into the landscape making them, difficult to spot. The Lone men have been wired together using small rocks found in the area by artist, Trevor Nott and each of them has a small tag on them with their number and a small caption. Seen here is Lone man # 5 who says – “ Enough lounging, I need to keep moving”. Rumoured to be in excess of about 40 men of stone, I could discover only 18 of them, during my adventures in Kaokoland. The rest await me and for my next trip into the area."
Sideblog for my personal projects, whether that's art, writing, oc stuff, inspo, or whatever! Yall can call me duck, i use they/them and ey/em pronouns Main blog: @duck-in-a-spaceship
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