Things what come from my head

RPG Log

2005-11-12T02:10:47Z

Yeah, so just for my own sake, I'm going to post my posts from the DDS RPG, because it lets me go through them all quickly, and just in case the message board goes down or something.

-Segment Start-

Noir stood alongside Owen, with an expressionless look on his face. The prospect of going into battle against the Wolves excited him for some reason. And as his Atma mark pulsated, he remembered that reason and smiled.

He nodded in agreement to Owen's question. But that nod was a bit of an understatement. He was excited. Of course, he didnt let this show. He was guarding his leader after all, and that was the most important thing at the moment. He kept his eyes on everything around them. Especially Maribel things.

By the time this "contest" hit its climax, he would feast. He had already hand-picked a few Maribel soldiers along the way that he felt would be especially tasty. But that was only if his appetite wasn't sated by the Wolves. He hoped they were as strong as he had heard. He couldnt bring himself to devour a weak opponent. That wouldnt be satisfying or sporting.

The scar on the side of his face began to itch slightly. he scratched it with his right hand and smiled. "Sir, I'm practically salivating." He said in a low voice.

asura_neko @ 2005-11-05T22:50:00

2005-11-06T03:57:43Z

New art. If you absolutely positively have to see them in full size, go to my galleries.

(gallery usernames)
deviantart: Neko-Noir
Sheezyart: Nekotenshi
Fanart Central: Nekotenshi

My DDS RPG Character's demon form, Chernobog

Priest Pain, an original character.

My DDS RPG Character. Noir. He's from the Solids tribe too, and he's nuts.

Artist's block

2005-11-03T19:33:49Z

YEs, this journal updates slowly. Hella slowly in fact. I'm currently in the midst of big projects, like:

1.) Robo-kitty comic (I thought about making it a webcomic, but I dont really know yet. I'd rather it stay traditional comic book format.)
2.) My book. The one I posted antagonist bios for.
3.) Character designs for the DDS rpg Bunny and I are in.
4.) A new unnamed project.

Blargh. Too much. plus the whole job thing. and school restarting for me in January. I hope I can accomplish something.

Character Bio: Act VI

2005-09-26T23:09:59Z

Blah blah blah, another bad guy bio. Read the previous posts for the others. And now, go behind the cut.

A young traveling artist, Mary found herself in the biggest art hub of the known world. She hoped that here, she could work on her art and possibly become a hit. Her hopes were dashed when a gang of thugs smelling of rotting meat abducted her from the hotel one night. She was blindfolded and brought into the church. She was strapped down to a large altar, and her blindfold was removed by a cruel looking woman in priestess’ robes. The woman began humming merrily as she brandished a razor and began cutting into Mary’s skin, removing it as if peeling a piece of fruit. The Priestess's merry tunes were interrupted when she accidentally cut herself during the process. Darkness set in, and the next thing Mary remembered, her body felt heavy. Her shoulders burned as if on fire, and she soon realized that cold steel hooks were pierced through them, hanging her high above the church floor. The cruel Priestess would often come into the room and look directly up at her, opening her mouth wide and laughing as Mary’s blood would drip down into her mouth and onto her face. This lasted for what seemed like ages, and Mary wished for death. But the release of death was substituted for a different kind of release as Mary tumbled to the floor of the room along with hundreds of others like her. She was weak, and knew it could be hours or even minutes until she died. Blackness settled in again, and when she awoke, she effortlessly stood to her feet. She felt rejuvenated and wondered if she had died and gone to heaven. As she looked around the room, she realized that the building had been destroyed. “You’re awake.” something whispered to her in her own voice. She passed by a shattered mirror, and saw that her entire body was covered in polished wood where he skin should be.

This wasn’t heaven; it was the same hell she had known since she had been kidnapped. But some small part of her wanted to be a part of it. A voice in the back of her mind told her that her new form was..right. That same voice told her of a trapdoor in the room that led to a series of chambers underground. These chambers also included a vast library. Mary became fascinated with books on engineering and blacksmithing. She had always had a love of sculpture, and she took to creating new statues of steel, bronze, and even gold. She was encouraged in her art by the voice in the back of her mind. She was always compelled to prick her finger and smear a little bit of her own lifeblood onto each statue. She couldn’t fathom why her blood seemed to pulsate as it dripped from her finger. She was at even more of a loss to explain why her creations were often missing when she awoke in the mornings, and why they were always standing out in the city, where they stood silently as people gazed at these marvelous works of art. On her rare trips to the surface for food and supplies, she had always felt that when she stared at those displaced statues, they stared right back at her. But the voice in the back of her mind assured her that she was just being crazy.

Character Bio: Act V

2005-09-26T23:02:47Z

Now the next bad guy is something else. Again, read my previous posts to get the full story about all this crap I'm typing.

The youngest of the Carthus children, Plague was also the least powerful of the group. At least this was true only for a short time. As a child, Typhus was very sickly. He was unable to leave his bed for any reason whatsoever. Terae attempted to cure her child with magic, but to no avail. She hired the finest clerics and doctors from all over the world, but anyone who breathed the same air as the child began to rot and die at a terrifying pace. The Carthus family was strangely immune to this illness. Terae took time to bond with the child, explaining her plans to him in great detail and telling of all the wonderful things she would be able to do for him once she achieved godhood. She loved Typhus more than the other children, and he had nothing but the utmost faith in his mother’s plans and ideals. When he grew to adulthood, his condition began to worsen. His fur began falling out, and his right eye became crusted over with sores and rot. His siblings had all left to become church leaders, and Terae had left to finalize her plans. Typhus was alone. But he had unwavering faith in his mother as he always had.

But Terae was defeated. Typhus could feel it in his heart. His mother had died. And he knew without her to heal him, he would die soon enough. He left home regardless of his illness. He sought out anyone and anything that could help him, but all he could do was leave a trail of death and pestilence wherever he traveled. He passed through Artisan, the city his sister Vera had once controlled.

In the outskirts of the city, he met a curious young woman. She wore robes very much like his siblings had, and her face was covered with a wooden mask, her bloodshot eyes staring out from beneath painstakingly crafted eyeholes. Her skin was gone, replaced with equally well-crafted polished wood. If it weren’t for the dried blood and tortured eyes, he would have never thought she was a living creature. Even more curious, his mere presence did not harm the woman. She explained that her blood had been tainted, and that it was possible that this was the reason she could be near him. She offered to help Typhus, giving no other explanation or motive other than wanting to turn him into a thing of beauty and give him a chance to enjoy life. She took him to a room hidden in the ruins of the church, and she began altering his body into one that wouldn’t rot and decay. Using information from the church’s hidden library, she constructed began replacing the rotted parts of his body with metallic constructs. Over time, this had replaced well over 90% of his body, and instead of blood, his body ran on steam and strange alchemical fluids. While he found he would no longer rot away, His mere presence could still kill anything near him. So he stayed hidden away. The young woman told him of the people who had killed his mother, and Typhus found his new goal in life. He would kill the ones responsible for denying him his dream of being able to live a normal life, and for taking his mother away from him

Character Bio: Act IV

2005-09-26T22:57:45Z

Anothe Bio. another bad guy. Suck it down. and go back and read the ones before this to gain any tiny idea of what the hell this is about.

Vera was the third born child of Terae, and the only female. If she inherited anything from her mother, it was her vanity. Vera was beautiful. She knew she was. And nothing else compared. But that beauty was only skin deep. Her blood was tainted. When she cut her hand by accident as a child, she discovered her blood was pulsating as it poured from her wound. She watched as the pool of blood moved seemingly on its own, and then stretched back upwards, pouring back into the wound. Over time, she realized she could control this, and could also cause blood to pour from any orifice in her body, or erupt through her skin like a red fountain. She could manipulate its form with ease, and found that any blood lost could just as easily be regenerated by absorbing someone else’s. She was disappointed to find that others did not share this ability at first, but then she began to see herself as a thing of beauty. But all blood was beautiful. When she was appointed as Priestess of her mother’s church, she was placed in Artisan, a city known for its beautiful works of art, poetry, and music. Vera renamed herself Blood, and took the art world by storm, so to speak. Her beauty and grace attracted her followers to her, but no one knew what she did when the church doors were closed. Women were strung up by hooks in her chambers, high above the floor, and allowed to bleed. Their skin was removed, and “body casts” of polished wood were fitted over them, giving them the appearance of grisly puppets. She enthralled male members of her congregation to bring her female vagrants and travelers to keep the blood flowing while she frolicked around in it like a child. She found by injecting her own blood into the brains of others, she could control those people as if they were a part of her.

Personal note: Blood is my favorite child of Terae. She's fucking nuts. No really.

Character Bio: Act III

2005-09-26T22:52:30Z

This next bio is for Pain, the second born of Terae's kids. Who the hell is Terae? What the hell am I talking about? go read my last two posts what share the same subject titles as this one. Then, come back here and read behind the cut. And if you dont wanna read behind the cut, why the hell do you read THIS journal?

The Second born of the Terae children, fate did not smile upon Mendel as it had his older brother Remian. Mendel was hideous, his blue fur patched with hard scales. His back sprouted two long tentacles, and there were more were his legs should have been. As a child, he found an injured animal and tried to take care of it, but he discovered that his touch alone caused the small creature to convulse and die in his hands. With Terae working tirelessly on her plans for godhood, and his father missing, Mendel had only his siblings to communicate with. Remian was stable enough, but the other two didn’t seem to care he existed. As he grew, Mendel was forced to hide his hideous form from the people around him. While his siblings could fit in among the people, he could not. Isolation made him bitter. When he reached adulthood, he was placed in charge of the chapel in Ivory, a city known for its rich inhabitants and beautiful architecture. But he couldn’t enjoy this place. He preached sacrifice and suffering in his sermons, teaching that the only way to true salvation was to give up the things you loved most and to isolate yourself from the things around you. Since his teachings fell on deaf ears, he had to rely on enforcers to scare the wealthy at night by breaking into their homes, stealing, and scrawling religious scripture on the walls of their homes. As a priest, Mendel began calling himself “Pain.”, a description of his life as well as what would result in his physical contact with others. Pain built a sanctuary in the aqueducts beneath the church, and was rarely seen by anyone outside of sermons. Even then, he always hid himself in his robes and hoods.

Pain was a being of despair. He had no loving contact, no friends, and hardly much of a family. His only solace in life was his church, because it gave him a place to call his own. The people in town were under his control, and while he didn’t care about them at all, he found it enthralling to be able to stand before them and speak, even if his ideals had to be forced into them. But he didn’t care about those ideals any more than they did. His mother’s plan was all that mattered, and he considered carrying out her wishes a necessary evil in order to keep his sanctuary beneath the church floor.

Character Bio: Act II

2005-09-26T22:43:06Z

Yes, another character bio. And yes, its another bad guy. I'll inform everyone when I start posting the antagonists. So go read the next one behind the cut!

And if you missed my last one, shame on you. Go back to my last story entry and read the bio.

Remian was the first born child of Terae and Antyphus. He was also the least affected by the aberrations that occurred as a result of his parent’s union. He inherited the powers of darkness from his parents, and possessed the ability to move silently and swiftly through shadows. He also possessed genius intellect like his mother, but unfortunately ambition and common sense were among the traits left out of his genetics. Upon reaching adulthood, Terae placed Remian in charge of a church in the town of Meridian. This town was the largest center of import and export in the known world, and was also known for its criminal element. He renamed himself “Shroud”, and set to work as a responsible and effective church leader. Or so his mother would have liked to have thought. Shroud used his power and influence to gain large amounts of money. He opened an illegal gambling den inside of the church, and paid the criminals and pirates of the town to become his enforcers. This enterprise eventually grew into smuggling operations and brothels as well. Shroud cared little of Terae’s plans, he just wanted to become rich and live a life of pleasure. Oddly enough, while Shroud gained quite a reputation in the underworld as a deviant, he had never had sexual relations with his charges. He was content to have beautiful women in his presence. If one of his women were abused in any way, the offender usually met with a swift and brutal death by Shroud himself. In these executions he used a large scythe lovingly nicknamed “reaper”

One day, his men brought a young woman before him. She was an oracle, able to read minds and predict the near future. She became his most valued possession, and he treated her better than any of his other charges. His mother ordered the young woman’s death, but Shroud decided it would be better to keep her locked away so he wouldn’t have to kill her. Unfortunately for him, the young woman was followed back to his hideout one day by a pair of young men intent on taking her away. Shroud fought the two of them, fighting for no other reason but fear. He knew the men were her friends, but he also knew that if she were allowed to leave, Terae would have her hunted and killed. He lost the battle and was burned by fire magic that one of the young men wielded. As the church burned to the ground and chaos ensued, Shroud managed to escape, though badly injured. His hold over Meridian had been lost, and chaos ruled the streets. He secretly arranged for his vast fortune to be given to the women he had held in the brothels, and he disappeared from the town, taking a ship to parts unknown. He wanted to try and find a new life for himself, and find a way to fight his mother’s ambitions. If the world were to be remade in her image, how would he have any kind of a future?

Shroud was greedy, conniving, and a bit of a partier. But he had an unshakable sense of honor that only surfaced when his empire was crushed. His cunning helped him rally the criminals of Meridian into a civil and controlled force. Despite having a criminal stranglehold over the city, he did a lot of good for it. There was no more crime in the streets. He loathed his thugs, but loved the women of his brothels. What initially was a place for him to round up beautiful women and sell their “services” to men eventually became a sort of haven for those women instead. Shroud truly believed they were safer in his company than on the streets. He paid them well, and would let no man touch them. Any attempts at such proved fatal for the men involved. Shroud felt empty though. After meeting the “Oracle”, he felt renewed, and felt like he could do something positive for the people. When he fought to protect the Oracle, he lost everything, yet gained much more in the process.

New background and icon

2005-09-26T17:24:44Z

yes. The background in this journal has changed. and I made an icon. Rejoice you um..rejoicers!

Character Bio: Act I

2005-09-26T16:48:24Z

So now, as I rewrite this old as hell book project (or comic, should I feel inclined to draw the thing out), I'm going to put up bios of some of the major characters from it. I'm starting with the Antagonists first, because heroes are overrated.

The first bio is of Terae, the main antagonist of the story. Assuming this LJ cut works, read away! I'll probably upload the character art for her when I dont feel too lazy to hook up the digital camera and take the pic.

Terae was born on the island of Azure, home to the newly-built Academy of Arcane Arts. Showing a natural aptitude for magic at an early age, she became the youngest student in the academy, enrolled at the age of 5. She progressed through her studies quickly, becoming top of her class in every subject the school had to offer. At the age of 15, she had mastered the arts and sought to learn more than the school could teach. She got her wish when she met a boy known as Antyphus, who was also enrolled at the academy. Antyphus was the child of Serenia and Astalis, the deities of Life and Death. He possessed the powers of a god, but lacked the knowledge to tap into them. Terae found his mere presence fascinating, and the two became fast friends. She tutored him in his courses, and through this she learned of the nature of his powers, as well as his lineage. Terae began to grow jealous of Antyphus. She hated the fact that she, the brightest and most talented student on the island, would live a life of mediocrity and boredom, while he would ascend to godhood. She wanted that power, and would do anything to get it.

Terae tried to convince her friend to leave the school with her and travel the land in search of a life together, revealing that she had feelings for the young god. (Which were of course fabricated.) Antyphus refused, saying he wanted to remain behind to finish his studies. Upon graduating from the academy, she was given a position in the school and became the chief instructor of the class Antyphus was a part of. The other staff members became suspicious of her relationship with the young god, calling it indecent and immoral. Terae knew what the other instructors were saying behind her back, and began working on a plan to separate herself and her prized student from the academy. She robbed the school’s treasury one night in an attempt to steal the school’s most forbidden and secret tomes. She was stopped by the school’s Archmage, but in a panic she killed the old woman and made her getaway. The entire school went into disarray afterwards, and classes were shut down while the adults searched for the killer. Terae knew it was only a matter of time until she was caught, so she told Antyphus that the Arch mage had attempted to kill her out of jealousy of her powers. Antyphus was shocked by this, and became disillusioned with the academy, so he followed Terae off of the island. (Let me remind everyone again, how naïve Antyphus is.)

During their travels, Terae found a way to siphon the very essence of her lover away in the books she had stolen, and slowly began to add his powers to her own. The two of them disappeared for many years, during which Terae gave birth to four children. The children were born unnaturally through the union of God and mortal, turning them into aberrations. After their birth, Terae set her plans in motion. She had drained enough of Antyphus’ powers to become stronger than he, and she imprisoned him in an unknown location. She delved deeper into her studies, using the very books she had stolen from the academy as well as other rare ones collected in their travels. One of these tomes spoke of special children , each of which would rise to greatness and be able to save the world from any evil that threatened it. Terae traveled to the villages she believed these children would be born into with hired thugs and killers, and burned them to the ground. She then slaughtered all of their inhabitants. One young boy escaped the carnage, scarring her face as he wrestled free from her grip.

To further establish control, she created a subversive religion to undermine the authority and control of the deities. Her plan was to rally the people behind her, and massacre the lot of them once they were willing to give their hearts and souls to her false religion. She used her growing powers to deceive the people into believing she was a goddess. When her children reached adulthood, she placed them in charge of her three largest chapels to prepare for the coming time when she could complete her rise to power.

Terae was manipulative, cruel, and completely obsessed with her goal. She took great pride in herself, believing that she was the epitome of both mental and physical perfection. After being scarred by that young boy, she covered her face in an ivory mask with three jagged claw marks down the right eyehole. She considered her scars to be a “small price to pay” in her quest for godhood and glory.

New artwork unlocked!

2005-09-16T22:59:37Z

http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/22906790/ fanart of my favorite comic, Serenity Rose

http://fanart-central.net/pic-286876.html AWFUL AWFUL sketch of Buggy the Clown from One Piece

Webcomic crap

2005-08-09T00:30:23Z

So we move at the end of the week. As such, I've been brainstorming about the revival of my comic project. It was originally supposed to be a submission to a comic company or two as a book, but thanks to time constraints and financing, I couldnt afford to work on it. Here's the general idea behind it:

The main character is a small robotic feline. He was built by the government as an infiltration unit, based mostly on the popularity of those stupid robo-pets that were big a few years back. They're built to be robotic pets, while gathering information about their owners. The government exports these to other nations to learn of military operations, or advances in technology.

But the main character? He's a failed product. During a systems check, it speaks nonsensically and doesnt listen to simple orders. It gets disposed of. But it pulls itself out of the garbage and wanders away. This little robot has a personality all its own, and what's even more odd, it believes itself to be a human being. So its adventure begins as it tries to fit into daily life, including jobs, social gatherings, and other aspects of human life.

The idea is that he develops over the course of the comic, learning more and more about the world around it and how to adapt. Important aspects of human life are seen through the eyes of a character that doesnt necessarily know the importance and impact of the things around it. It experiences everything from religion to social deviance. And through all of it, learns not only about the world, but himself as well.

-how fucking inspirational. Of course, there's crude disturbing humor, and alot of my own messed up views on life. It'll be fun.

Explanations are due.

2005-07-29T18:32:54Z

This journal is mostly for five things:

1.) A place to plug anything new I draw.
2.) The development of ideas for my webcomic
3.) A sort of "story log" for my Shin Megami Tensei: Digital Devil Saga RPG (when it starts)
4.) A place to jot down ideas for the re-write of my forgotten book.
5.) A place to request artwork from me. (yeah, like this'll happen EVER)

There may be assorted weirdness as well, so stay tuned. I'll likely start updating this things within the month, after we get the whole moving thing worked out.

Oh yeah, go see my crap at www.neko-noir.deviantart.com if you havent been to my Deviantart Gallery yet.

-That is all

welcome and all that.

2005-07-28T17:23:44Z

Yes yes, art journal. This is an art journal. keep your eye on it for new stuff once in a great while.