I can picture almost exactly how a tabletop RPG adaptation of the narrative precision platformer genre using dice-stacking as its core mechanic would work, but I'm not sure how worth a writeup it is given that practically nobody plays indie RPGs face to face these days.
My good friend and roommate (@vividropp) and I decided to do some new mane 6 redesigns, and record drawing them! These here are my designs. I've changed quite a few things since I last did mane 6 redesigns... They were a lot of fun to work on :]
And here's the speedpaint to go along with!
Hey Guys guess who decided to do a bunch of fancy over-the-top redesigns for no reason. I had wayyyy too much fun with these
I even made a speedpaint for the Mane 6 base-edits so here’s that (I tried to record unicorn-twi, starlight, and sunset but the program crashed at some point while I was drawing oops)
Bonus!
Yeah I had a few sketches that were left unfinished and decided to finish them!
We love 💕 that the AU belongs to Chrisrin go, go
these AUs where they are both harry's godfathers 👀
Dick, driving Jason, Tim, Cass, and Damian somewhere- This guy in front of us is going soooooo slooooow.
Jason- We're officially going five under the speed limit. You gonna pass him?
Dick, grinning evilly- No. Everyone? Open your windows
Dick, blaring super upbeat early 2000's pop songs as he, Jason, and Cass sing along- He's going so fast now!!
Tim, pulling down his hood over his eyes- You don't by any chance still want to kill me, do you?
Damian, equally unamused- You're not leaving me alone with this.
Congrats on the followers could you by any chance draw the batbros in a cuddle pile that would be amazing especially in your art style
Jason was already asleep when Dick dragged Tim in, then Damian joined and left before anyone noticed he was ever there.
Collab with @massivespacewren (sketch) and @unstable-river (lines)!
A fill for the @stevetonygames, square: Helmet, challenge: Crossover
Hey buddy, I got some uhhhhhhh ANGST for ya.
Jason died in Ethiopia, and his soul moved on.
Jason's body was revived, and via exposure to the Lazarus Pits grew a new soul.
So when some cultists summon the ghost of the second Robin actually succeed, Red Hood and Batman are emotionally slapped in the face. (so is everyone else, but they were present for it)
Because that is verifiably, undeniably, 100% Jason. The Jason pre-pits, who was full of hope and energy and shied away from killing.
But if that's Jason, then who the fuck is the Red Hood?
Anonymous asked:
How about a story chung myung flirting with the reader...🤔
nah anon you're taking advantage to the fact i can't ignore this bc flirty chung myung is something i can't resist (❦ ᴗ ❦ ✿)
it’s a subtle thing that you didn’t consider a big deal at first. the crowd in the black market surrounds every nook and cranny. the alleyways do not provide any comfort as they are also filled with curious people ready to risk anything to acquire valuable information or objects for their interests. if you have the time, you would do the same.
it’s the black market, after all.
and you blame the black market for making you land in this situation.
the rest of the disciples decided to separate and leave you alone with chung myung. trusting you to keep the young man on a leash, stay out of trouble, and eyes sharply watching every move. in the meantime, he is behaving himself, watching left and right to the stalls, the occasional eye contact when the other is stealing a glance to the other, raised eyebrows and just enjoying the quiet—well maybe not so quiet as you’re in a market—time.
a large hand wrapped around your shoulder, tugging you to the side. then you see a bunch of guards on black running and almost bump into you, if not for your companion’s help.
“distracted?” chung myung clicked his tongue. “tsk, tsk. that’s no good, senior.”
you huffed. “i’m not.”
chung myung didn’t respond. his hand is still on your shoulder and you feel it leave but then it slides down to hold your waist, guiding you amidst the crowd that is starting to suffocate as the both of you walk on further. a tickling sensation on your ears and neck took you to realize that he leaned in to whisper, “don’t stray too far.”
you suddenly feel hot. it’s quite distracting when your back is closely pressed to his well-toned chest and his warm large, thick hands firmly holding your waist.
discreetly, you looked up and were startled to see chung myung looking at you too with cheekiness, lips curling on a grin. this little shit knows exactly what he’s doing–!
“hey, now. don’t look at me like that.” he mused, his hold on you never loosened, passing through the people albeit not with ease. you’re grateful that he is guiding you or else the crowd might have swept you along. chung myung tilted his head to the side. the action makes him more boyish with that grin on his face. “those kids will think i’m not taking good care of you.”
you raised a brow, entertained by his playful implications. “what are you talking about? i believe it's the opposite.”
chung myung chuckled. “am i some sort of pet that you need to watch over?”
“i didn’t say anything like that." you noticed that the crowd lessened, and you elbowed him lightly. "look, you can let go now.”
“can’t at the moment.” he tugged when you attempted to step away from him. there is a slight frown written on his face, his voice upset as he says, “i don’t want to lose you.”
“woah that mad dog finally lost it. look at him trying to flirt with senior. what's that? 'i dont want to lose you' . he said that!”
“pfft-! jo gul sahyung if he sees us, we will drop dead for sure.”
yknow i was trying to figure out how to draw him pretty and then immediately got sidetracked into drawing him as a bastard as the author intended.
One more, im in a mood
look i need people to draw plum blossom sword saint as an old man oK?? OK??? HE IS 80 SMTH CAN HE HAVE WRINKLES PLEASE