Prosthetic - Blog Posts
My hand slipped and, um . . .
I wrote another all left fic for the au by @sabertoothwalrus! One chapter up, the other two written. It's what I've been referring to in my head as the prosthetic fic. I am quite happy with it actually and, um, I would be even happier if you would read it . . .
Anaesthesia
A dystopian soldier concept.
I drew this in 12.5 hours using #ibispaintx on my tablet. Even now, I think I want to give her even more luscious locks and litter the floor with papers and clutter.
The columns look far too clean too. And what if I added a hole in the ceiling/roof and had another beam of light coming in? Could I get the effect of dust floating in the air or would the image quality just look terrible? Gah!
And she went on to add slightly more detail...
This has been heavy on my noggin:
Please hide me, God, deep in the ground— and when you are angry no more, remember to rescue me. Will we humans live again? I would gladly suffer and wait for my time. My Creator, you would want me; you would call out, and I would answer.
Job 14:13â€-‬15 CEVDCI
Anaesthesia
So far, I've spent 3.5 hours on this.
I have this idea in my head of a cybernetic woman in a cryogenic chamber that is sheltered inside a Roman cathedral style building that has been abandoned and overtaken by nature. She would be, like, a post apocalyptic sleeper.
Now if I can just get my hands to print what I see inside my head, then we'll be golden.