DS Backlog art part 3! I always kind of wondered how spiders became spider queens…but I’m pretty sure that’s not how you do it, little spider. A for effort, though. Also, behold my one attempt to color scanned sketches in with GIMP. A little too clunky for my tastes.
So, there are two games I like that feature sarcastic, near omnipotent villans. They both enjoy locking individuals in hostile environments for their amusement, while keeping them under constant observation. Both were once human. And, both show up in metal potatoes.
DS Backlog art part 4. Not quite sure why I drew this one… Tentacles have been responsible for so many of my death induced ragequits. Frogs I like…or at least I liked them a lot more before a certain element of adventure mode was added. Mostly, I think I just enjoyed duplicating all the different little flower models from ingame.
Backlogged cute DS mob stuff, part 2. I was trying to draw body shapes/paws like they show up in game, but ugh. I can’t wait till I get through posting all this old stuff…needless to say, I draw hounds very differently now.
Some of my old backlogged DS art, from a project where I drew sympathetic versions of most of the mobs. Hallucinations were first on the list. (When I scanned it in, they sort of rotated before I added the background in GIMP. So they’re not actually levitating at awkward angles in the picture, I swear.)
DS Backlog 6, more Portal/DS stuff. This, I think, is my least favorite. I like the concept, but I doodled it out so quickly that it just looks too lumpy. Anywho, meet the companion machine!
“Pal, I’d like to remind you that the Companion Machine cannot speak. In the event that the Companion Machine does speak, I urge you to disregard its advice. Not that anything it would have to say would be remotely helpful, of course. After all, you made it, so how useful can it really be?” ~ M4X-W3LL
DS sort of newer but still oldish backlog. I’m too lazy to check which number this is.
Anyway, I’ve always liked Mr. Skitts, but there’s something very creepy about how he skitters off after Wilson gets too close.
Maybe Skitts is like a parasite; always invisibly lurking near Wilson, siphoning off his fear whenever his sanity drops. Then he scampers away to drool out refined nightmare fuel. Maxwell’s place as the puppet master ensures a fresh supply of fear. The reason Wilson and the rest are brought to the wilderness isn’t simply Maxwell’s entertainment…