My design entry of a starship for EVE Online - a combat vessel of 710 meters in length.
I've chosen to use shipbuilding materials and technologies available on the markets of New Eden, but combined in a variety and form that I think reflects what an independant ship design corporation might concieve (as opposed to a state or military-sponsored design).
Made time to create this in between work. I actually had a bunch of sketches which I chose this one from. Wish I could paint up another one but time is ultra short! There are so many awesome entries already! Just entering for fun really... Good luck y'all!
I wanted to create a follow-on image from the original poster. A 'later-in-the-day' version, when things have turned sour and that Fan has seen some heavy action.
Also wanted to focus more on the grittiness and bleakness of the War & the World. Was thinking of epic last stands and fights-against-the-odds.
The 4 main figures stayed pretty much the sme from the original sketch but the two ladies went through a number of pose edits. I did a version with one of them getting shot/wouned with some blood spatter but decided to edit it for the contest. The flag bearer was originally looking backwards towards the nuclear explosion but as this was thier last stand I wanted her more involved. In the end they are all focused on thier Nemesis who lurks just off camera.
My most complex piece to date and I feel that I did achieve what I was aiming for. Will probably do some minor tweaking and balancing once I have a few days break from it.
Great experience and very happy to have been a part of the contest. Thanks to all the folks involved in hosting the event!
Everything is painted in PS with the exception of some clouds from the provided material. I wanted to paint my own characters but also make sure that they were instantly identified.
After failing to obtain the 9 fragments of The Scientists soul - The Machine, robbed of its own spark of life was thought to have been destroyed. It was left - broken, crushed, and dying. Yet having been spawned from the mind and drive of man, The Machine's will to survive was imperishable. Refusing to give in to the blackness, it called to its spawns for aid. Heeding its call, they came to help, but were instead mercilessly consumed. The Machine began feeding on the shards of itself, dwelling within the thousands of its underlings spread across the land. Yet the more it fed, the more it hungered...
Soon all things, great and small, learned to fear the coming of the black cloud. Even those which had once served its will, now fled from before it - knowing that being caught meant a fate much worse than death...
Born from a thousand tormented minds, fused together by wrath and driven by hunger and rage - Knowing only one purpose: To live...survive...grow. To live that it may find those filthy rags who sought to destroy it. Soon they too will be found - They too will be a part of it - And they too will know the fury of The Hive Mind.