I just had to do a shot where Mettaton does a trick where he summons Dapper Blook out of his hat. I’d like to imagine that he pulls this trick off by having Napstablook hide under the table, who then floats upwards right into the hat when the time comes.
Mettaton’s blazer is made of stretchy black fabric, with purple ribbon for the lapels. The white shirt on the inside is sleeveless to prevent arm bulk. Seed beads were used for the buttons. Pink velvet was used for the cummerbund and the bow tie. I already had a top hat from a previous project.
The lighting for these shots were kind of tricky. It involved having to take the shots at twilight hour (this so that it’s dark outside, but not exactly night), while keeping the shades closed. A pocket LED flashlight was then used as the light source to give the soft spotlight effect.
Speaking of lighting:
Here’s a picture of Mettaton in regular room lighting. From an artistic view, this lighting is bad, but I decided to take this shot so you can see how Mettaton looks like from head-to-toe.
And here’s a picture where the LED light was not focused right, causing Napstablook to stand out much more and Mettaton to hide in the shadows. It’s not a good shot, but at the same time, I like this one anyway because this oddly gave Napstablook a much more haunting look to him. them. (edit on 12/12/16. Totally forgot ghosts were non-binary! Whoops! ^^;)
When someone says ‘nymph’, this is not what you think. You don’t think upper arms that bulk from the broadness of their shoulders or bodies so heavy with muscle that the earth trembles beneath their feet. You don’t think chlorine hair or five-thousand-calorie diets. You certainly don’t think sweat dripping onto the floor where a puddle has already formed as they settle yet another twenty-kilo weight onto the machine. You think skinny; elegant; desirable. But these women — The Naiads of Greece, Team Iara from Brazil, the Russian Rusalkas — they are not the delicate, fragile flowers of the myths. To them, it’s the feeling of perfecting an inch of a stroke; of that tenth-of-a-second cut off their times after half a year of sweat, tears and vomit; of watching the sun rise over the pool as they finish their first practice of the day… It’s power, not elegance or femininity. They don’t care about the attentions of men. All they care about is winning.
if I had a second do at dunebuggy I’ll probably bulk up its arms….it idea is that it’s more focused on grasping and crushing other mechs. idk what the environment these mechs are fighting in is like but they probably shouldn’t be dealing with too heavy projectile weapons (there’s no “audience fatality” in “fun”)
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Me: I am a great soft jelly thing. Smoothly rounded, with no mouth, with pulsing white holes filled by fog where my eyes used to be. Rubbery appendages that were once my arms; bulks rounding down into legless humps of soft slippery matter. I leave a moist trail when I move. Blotches of diseased, evil gray come and go on my surface, as though light is being beamed from within. Outwardly: dumbly, I shamble about, a thing that could never have been known as human, a thing whose shape is so alien a travesty that humanity becomes more obscene for the vague resemblance. Inwardly: alone. Here. Living under the land, under the sea, in the belly of AM, whom we created because our time was badly spent and we must have known unconsciously that he could do it better. At least the four of them are safe at last. AM will be all the madder for that. It makes me a little happier. And yet … AM has won, simply … he has taken his revenge …
Oh my effing god. It occurred to me today that pretty much any program I’ve done involved doing triceps and biceps on different days. Which was how block one of BB went. Chest and Tris one day, Back and Bis the next. Now it’s broken up into sections with every part of the arm being worked in one workout.
Today was killer. Like as much as yesterday was killer. I thought it couldnt get worse then legs but when I have to pick up a freaking 5 pound weight because I cant continue with even the 8s….Ugh… talk about leaving your ego outside.
Anyway killed it. Tweaked a nerve in my wrist which resulted in some freaky weird tingling in my hand and fingers, but other than the blow to my ego, it went rather well. :)
So now… I am going to go devour a salad and some steak and be a vegetable!
Photo dump. Been cutting back on calorie intake and trying to avoid extra snacks. Hitting cardio like a crazy person. I decided it was time to scale back my like, year-long bulk. Surprise surprise my arms and shoulders are starting to look wicked cool.
Got a haircut and decided I wanted to do the rooster faux hawk look. Everyone loves it?? Contemplating keeping my hair in this style for a little while.