~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Its been 3 months since Jeff had met the optimitic and energetic Zoey Miles. What started of as a friendly relationship, spun into an uncontrollable feeling of love in a matter of weeks. She took care of him, even when he didn't ask for it, and they mostly spent time together in his apartment in the Citadel, to avoid any accidents with his legs. She enjoyed cooking and cleaning for him, not because she felt that he was helpless, but it was because it was what she liked to do.
She also enjoyed listening to his many stories of the famous Commander Shepard, and at times when the memories got to be too much, she was a comfortable shoulder to cry on. As a friend, she was there for him.
Her clothes were... strange, old fashioned, but he could never see her in anything else.
She had flaws, of course, like any other woman. She was clumsy, forgetful and naive. But it made her feel ... more real like any other person he had ever met.
And now as they were simply 'chilling' in his apartment, in silence, but enjoying each other's company, all he wanted to do, was to try and tell her how he felt. But as he was too shy, he'll settle for just one thing.
Just to hold her hand... just once.
FINALLY! A drawing with my final pairing! 3 of them are done for my contest X3
A sweet moment between Joker and Zoey, Zoey is my original character for the game Mass Effect.
They got together after Shepard in ME 2 and Joker was grounded.
Por fin vuelvo a subir algún trabajo, la semana pasada decidí no subir nada, por culpa de los grupos que acostumbro a subir mis trabajos que están sujetos a unas serie de normas de subida, tales como los días que tienen que pasar, para poder volver a subir algo, de esta forma me aseguro subir mi trabajo, a todos los grupos, cosas mías en fin.
Este es un dibujo que le tengo mucho cariño porque con el paso del tiempo, se ha ido transformando en lo que es ahora. En principio este diseño no es el original, el original esta hecho de la foto y la postura de un esquiador saltando, si os fijáis podéis cambiarle las armas por palos de esquiar y ponerle los respectivos esquíes en los pies, era un dibujo de "Misako" uno de mis personajes del manga SKT. En la viñeta del manga Misako estaba armada y subida a un árbol del cual saltaba, lo podéis ver aquí: :thumb251888401: Desde entonces he utilizado el dibujo de Misako varias veces hasta llegar a este 18 Guns. 18 Guns no es más que el nombre del dibujo correspondiente a la carpeta donde esta, a parte es también el número de variante del mismo dibujo, puesto que tiene 18 armas diferentes, de los cuales ya subiré alguno más, un verdadero arsenal vamos.
Variaciones :thumb272778753: Armas sacadas de "pimpmygun" una web genial en este tema.
2011 Original Coloreado digital Photoshop CS5 29,7 X 42cm.
Go back up some work last week I decided not to upload anything, because of groups that are subject to a higher set of standards, such as the days have to elapse, to replace something, in this way I make up my work, for all groups.
This is a drawing that I have great affection because over time, has been transformed into what is now. In principle this is not the original design, the original photo is made and the position of a skier jumping, if you look you can change weapons by ski poles and skis to put their respective feet, was a drawing of "Misako "One of my manga characters SKT. In the vignette of the manga Misako was armed and climb a tree from which jumping, you can see it here: :thumb251888401: Since then I have used a picture of Misako several times to reach this 18 Guns. 18 Guns is just the drawing name of the folder where it is, a part is also the number of variants of the same pattern, since it has 18 different weapons, of which already go up some more, a veritable arsenal go.
Variations: :thumb272778753: Weapons taken from "pimpmygun" a great website on this issue.
2011 Original digital Colored Photoshop CS5 29.7 X 42cm.
Echo sighed, mulling over the events that had led to her current situation, and nursing a healthy amount of self-pity. Frank sat silent behind her, jacket-less as he'd lent it to his less-clothed alpha for the time. The rain fell steadily. It always rained when a Shadow Lord punished anyone. Echo shivered, pulling her legs closer to herself, shaking some water from her hair. Stupid Frank, why did he have to kill that innocent cop? They'd been on the roof an entire 24 hours already, and had another day of no sleep and continued rain to look forward to. And there was far, far worse to come after...
If my watchers are wondering why it's been so long since I submitted anything, it's because of midterms and papers, but by no means have I been completely unproductive in the art area! I have ton of sketches finished, and was killing myself to get this piece completed! This is just the beginning of the flood
Echo is my Werewolf: The Apocalypse character, the acting alpha of a rag-tag band of misfits who are stumbling their way through the world of the Garou and the war with the Wyrm. The late Frank happened to behead a cop who saw him in werewolf form with a thrown manhole cover, quite a spectacular feat, but earned him severe punishment from the werewolf elders. Echo, as his superior, had to share his punishment for not keeping him in check. So, exposed to the elements and then sent to purgatory to burn in streams of molten silver until their souls were purified.