oc: nemie

Warmup drawing (admittedly overworked) of my OC Nemi. It’s fun to mess around with hairstyles on characters with tons of hair.

2048 - Part 1

The flash of light was blinding and hot, appearing and disappearing in an instant. It made the occupants of the lab shriek in alarm and duck behind their desks for safety, and in its wake was a cloud of steam and two figures. A young man and woman, both coughing a little and waving their hands in front of their faces, who gawped at their surroundings.

“Are we there yet?” the young man said with a laugh. He looked around, becoming slightly puzzled, having expected to see something entirely different, “this isn’t the right lab, is it? Where are we?”

“I think it’s one of the old research levels,” the woman answered, who sounded a lot more worried and suspicious than her companion.

“Well, the calibration obviously needs tweaking but we didn’t get vaporised so… it sort of worked,” the man said, poking at a gold bracelet on his wrist.

The steam cleared and the pair came into view; both stood tall and slim. The man had blonde hair and highly familiar chiseled features, the woman had deep-brown, wavy hair that rested on her shoulders. And she was dressed more strangely of the two, with a navy catsuit and what looked like a kevlar vest. He just looked like a particularly avant-garde SHIELD agent.

“I didn’t know we kept the old levels so clean,” she observed, frowning hard and finally turning to see the tall, imposing figure guarding the desks behind them. She quickly elbowed the young man in the side to look.

“Ah! Uncle Thor!” he exclaimed, “How’d we do? How long did we take? I know this isn’t quite where you said to go but… is everything alright?”

Thor was standing, glowering somewhat nervously at the two. He had never seen either of them before, even if there was something recognisable in their faces. ‘Uncle Thor’ the young man called him, but Loki had no children and they bore no resemblance to him anyway.

“Who are you?” he growled.

“Uh… I’m me?” the man said, haltingly, “what’s going on?”

“Tell me your names and your purpose here!” Thor ordered, holding up Mjolnir. Whoever they were, they could not be of Midgard. Earth did not yet have the technology to teleport into one place from another, as they seemed to have done. The young woman swiftly adopted a side-on stance and reached back into her belt to grasp a strange oval piece of metal.

“Everybody calm down, there doesn’t need to be trouble,” someone said, firmly, from behind Thor. He stepped to the side for Steve to join him, holding the shield in front of him. The blonde man relaxed but the woman did not, in fact she tensed even more as her eyes darted down to the shield.

“Dad, if this is some kind of prank, it’s not really that funny,” the man complained, peering closer, “did you shave just for this?”

“Dad?” Steve repeated, mildly horrified.

The young man finally seemed to realise all was not as he thought it was and he looked over at the woman with concern. Only now did she straighten up and let go of what must be a weapon. She too stared closely at Steve, evidently noticing little differences than what she had been expecting.

“Steve?” came a hissed whisper from under the desk, “is there something you’re not telling me?”

Steve couldn’t answer. Up over the top of the desk, came Darcy’s panicked face. Both the man and the woman gaped at her, coming to their final realisation.

“I don’t think we came down thirty floors,” the woman said.

“We… just… time travelled!! Oh, my god!” the man gasped, looking at his bracelet excitedly. He started whirling around, unable to decide what to look at first, “We didn’t come down thirty floors, we came back thirty years. Wait until Aunt Jane gets a load of this!!”

“Who are you?” Steve asked, this time softly.

“My name is James Joseph Rogers, you call me Jay,” the man answered, then gestured to the woman.

“Would you stop talking,” the woman snapped at him, nodding towards Steve and Thor, and Darcy and Jane huddled behind the desk. Jay quickly shut his mouth, letting silence hang tensely over the lab. He and woman looked at each other for a moment, weighing their options. Jay shrugged, and the woman rolled her eyes.

“And this is my sister, Margaret.”

“Maggie,” she clarified.

“We’re your kids… from the future?” Jay said.

[Part II]

Oc cepa yuh yez | Otra vez así será…

“Oc cepa yuh yez, oc ceppa iuh tlamaniz in iquin in canin.
In tlein mochioaia ie huecauh, in aiocmo mochihua;
auh occepa mochioaz, oc ceppa iuh tlamaniz,
in iuh tlamanca ie huecauh. In iehoantin,
in axcan nemi, oc ceppa nemiquizque, iezque.

“Otra vez así será, otra vez así se acostumbrará a hacer en algún momento, en algún lugar.
Lo que se hacía hace tiempo, que ya no se hace,
otra vez se hará, otra vez así se acostumbrará hacer,
como se hacía hace mucho tiempo. Los que existen hoy,
otra vez existirán, serán.”

La cita es parte de los textos que recogió Sahagún y aparece en el “Libro sexto, de la retórica y filosofía moral y teología de la gente mexicana, donde hay cosas muy curiosas tocantes a los primores de su lengua y cosas muy delicadas tocantes a las virtudes morales” de su Historia general de las cosas de Nueva España, también conocido como el Códice florentino.


Here's my convention commission sheet (featuring some friends OCs.) Not sure if you can read it, but my prices vary between $10 and $60 USD. Sometimes, they have gone as high as $100.  It’s cheaper than my online commissions ( less time, no shipping, etc.)  However, most new people stick between $5 and $30 USD.

My price is a combination of how much time I spend and how much folks are willing to pay. It’s tough, at first, to get people to fork over large amounts of money. Not to mention, it’s hard to do your best work at a con where there’s time pressure and distraction. However, after a few bumps in my first year, I found a drawing style that lets me offer reliable service and quality work, and I’ve gained a lot of repeat customers who think it’s worth the price.  A plus side to my prices is they help me manage my workload by deterring inexperienced clients, meaning each piece can be higher quality.  Having good prints and straightforward commission samples helps a ton, too!

It’s different for everyone, but 60% of my revenue comes from commissions. I take between 10 and 20 per con.

so i downloaded a free trial of manga studio 5 EX and i really like it.  the lines are great, just as good as what i get in sai (if not better), and it has everything i need to make a good comic.  i was doing this test and then discovered that on the trial version you can’t save anything….hence why this isn’t done lol.  this character belongs to quillery, whose art i have admired for a really long time.  her nemie is one of my fave ocs!  i can’t resist that hair hahaha~