Kirby Krackle
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If the great Google hive mind can't find it, I bet it's up for grabs. Rock it out and submit it to EqD!
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Where do we begin? Let's wind the clocks back a year. These cops and lawyers wouldn't dare cross any of you. I mean... what happened? Did your ba-
Hang on. Wrong script.
Okay, here we go.
There needs to be a stronger word than 'flattered'. My stuff? Sure, it's sketchy. And I kinda like it that way. But it's... ah, c'mon, me? There's plenty of other folks on this board much more talented than I, churning out finished product on a regular basis. It's silly that I get the spotlight. However, please do not mistake these words for ingratitude. Quite the opposite. This little gesture of yours is a real confidence booster. I look forward to continuing to draw for this wonderful board. I hope I can live up to these expectations.
Thank you so very much.
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does Stalliongrad still exist in it? the mountainous terrain would provide (hypothetically) useful rare materials for the futuristic machinery and other stuff like that
I haven't planned out much in the ways of geography yet, except in Manehattan, our setting. But that's for later. While I haven't drawn anything post worth today, I figured I would upload things I drew ages ago that aren't post worthy. Mainly some doodles I've done on my lunch breaks at work. Twilight and the gang find themselves working at a Barnes and Noble. One panel nonsense ensues. It's all unfinished and shoddy and done in maybe five minutes time between Big Mac and French Fries. Bleh.
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How's the multiplayer in this?
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Mozel Tov! This is wonderful news!
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As a matter of fact, the Doctor will be involved in future-based RP setting. I'm busy building the world at the moment. This is a preliminary sketch.
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I played it for a while today on a friend's computer. I had fun! I ended up bogged down with low tier weapons at one point but an Assassin with a Sniper Rifle and an Incendiary pistol covered my bases pretty well. The humor was wonderful.
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Okay. I didn't leave. I'm just confused. What was whose fault now? Is this one of those things that Fungus will be insensitive about because he values life/death differently?
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Equestria as a whole is not a luddite society, despite the cure-all that is both magic and prayer to the
Princesses. There is technology but it exists primarily to build machines for entertainment or convenience,
depending on the field, or to do a job too delicate or complicated for an everyday Unicorn. In the common eye
however, the sciences are written off as something the isolated nerd does. Magic as a whole is much more
common and embraced.
The realm of Astronomy, while not taboo, is more of a hobby than a true discipline. The realm of the heavens
is left in the capable hooves of the Sun and Moon Godesses, benevolent and everpresent. Texts on the subject
are either mass market and outdated, mixed with speculation or Astrology or currently accurate and only
available in Canterlot libraries. Space travel is absolutely unheard of.
Forethought, a middle-aged Earth Pony, brilliant in the fields of engineering is bored with his everyday
tinkering. His desire for the sciences came from looking to the stars at a young age and to the stars is where
his mind frequently wanders. On off days (or rather, nights), he would be either building a better telescope or
looking through it, self-publishing his findings of Celestial bodies and donating them to any organization that
would have them. His efforts were barely rewarding. Research did answer his questions about the cosmos, but
they also brought about more questions, demanding more research. It slowly began to consume all his time and
resources, believing fully that the future of Ponykind depended on their understanding of the heavens. But they
called him mad. The Sun and Moon and Stars belonged only to Celestia and Luna, his peers would say. So he went
to Celestia and Luna, the highest authorities. They called his motivations misplaced and his theories preposterous.
"Preposterous" became spite manifest and his theories twisted. He would steal the domains from the Sun and Moon
goddesses. He would travel to space. But to accomplish such a feat of engineering required funding and any
prospective investor would now just laugh in his face. So instead he found the money with thieves and gamblers
and the desperate. A criminal empire began its construction, unknowingly working towards the Doctor's ultimate
goal.
Because I had no time for drawing today.
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It's tempting as it is to add full head to hoof power-armor, I suppose I'm still stuck in the FIM aesthetic mindset, which is why his rear is bare. Though, the more I think about it, a Cutie Mark is definitely something that would go on a criminal profile sheet. I also thought about adding a visor, though the ancient Grecian helmet never stops looking cool to me.
Functionality vs Rule of Cool.
In the meantime, I work on writing motivations and world building. What happens when Prometheus meets Icarus?
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While I don't want to blame the Hub for everything that is good and wholesome in the Universe, Fraggle Rock is in syndication on that network...
I'm just loving the nostalgia ride right now. May we receive a Fraggle Rock movie and may it be at least on par with the Muppet movie.
Excelsior!
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Kirby, I think you are horrible and should go hide in a cave full of spiders. SO THERE.
That's pretty much my house right now. So many egg sacks...
I need to put a saddlebag in that design some how.
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So. It's me again. Hating things. What I'm hating today is a preliminary character design for... well, dang it, his name is in the picture. Meet Dr. Preposterous, an OC/Alter Ego of mine today brought to you in Pony flavor. Why pony? Because, assuming I can put together the scenarios, he... may be the lead antagonist of a ragtag bunch of heroes that I put through a dice-rolling ringer. This version is an Earth Pony with a Prometheus drive, wanting to steal the gifts of the gifted using his mad engineering. I don't want to give away too much, but he has very big plans for an AU Equestria. Very big plans indeed.
Done in Sharpie and mainly to find placement. Some stuff needs to be moved around. Armor with more detail. Etc etc etc. Since it's only a first draft, I don't hate it too much initially. Oh, and not shown is a cape. All villains wear capes. Expect it to drape over the Jet-Wings, with cowl to cover the horn.
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"Early 2000s".
I was addicted to Pokemon since December the 25th, 1998. The main reason I didn't do a berserk amount of collecting back in the day is mainly because all my favorite 'Mons were rarely if never represented in plushy form. This still holds true today, though I have always had something to hang on my wall. I also did the card game.
But yeah, the two fandoms share plenty. The complex subtleties masked behind colorful blobs of children's character. The moral of trust and love. The furries.
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"Yes yes yes, I'm not that bad. Sheesh. I have my permits. My loan is Orzhov approved. Nice guy, too. Some pastor by the name of Melody Amber. Also, I know you're talking but all I'm hearing is", and then he started clucking like a chicken. Fungus even went so far as to flap around his forearms, really playing the fowl part.
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It's a list of overused tropes. we've seen lots and lots of blind ponies come through. Especially unicorns who then use their magic to make up for being blind.
Blind isn't overused. Overcompensation for blindness is. Though, "Overcompensating" can be an interesting character flaw, but that's besides the point. Can you imagine the strain it would put on a Unicorn to use magic for spacial awareness all the freaking time? Even if it's just a ten foot span with pony at the middle. To have that on all the time would be far too taxing to be practical.
What I'm talking about is the following: Blind. If they're a Unicorn, they can waggle a can in front of them as we would normally see. If not, they better have a good friend or family member with them at all times. No fingers means no braille, so blind ponies are by definition illiterate. They have not honed their senses to Daredevil level. They cannot "sense" something else to substitute for sight like Toph. They don't have sight under the right conditions like Dr. Mid-Nite. They are just unable to see, and are treated as the disabled typically would, with all the good and bad that go with it.
Any trope can be misused, not just blindness. But as such, they can add great flavor to a character. From the anime Baccano, the character Nice (pronounced Niece) is an explosives expert. At a young age, while mixing chemicals, she slips up and blasts half her face off, leaving what is an otherwise pretty lady with Harvey Dent syndrome (sans the MPD). That includes losing an eye. And she struggles with it. But she never lost interest in her hobby and, as an added appropriate level of awesome, keeps a tiny emergency grenade in her empty eye socket. Yeah. It's not blindness, but it's sight related and if properly played, we could see some interesting character development.
Because you're an RP buddy, Bramble, you know who Curtain Call is. I know full well how many tropes he is. But I try to avert or twist or otherwise play around with them to make him a pony that's interesting to be around.
http://tvtropes.org/...asterOfDisguise
http://tvtropes.org/.../ConsummateLiar
http://tvtropes.org/...ightInSourArmor
http://tvtropes.org/.../WickedCultured
Keep in mind. I said 'try'.
Also, did I derail this thread? I'm sorry if I did. But the delicate line between "trope" and "cliche" is... ever-present, especially in fanfiction and roleplay.
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What if the blindness is a completely legitimate birth defect and isn't played for sympathy or for "I took a level in badass"? He's just like everypony else, except he walks with a cane (with magic or something, I dunno) and has to be paid in singles Ray Charles style?
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Here is a minor critique: Got cerulean socks? Keep that color scheme marching forward. Other than that: aces! Also, Eeeee kitty.
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"Oh geez...he underestimated his drinking ability...Again!" Forest whined and looked at Norma "Last time we drinked like this he insisted that he will get the strand from Borborygmos beard....and he succeeded! Well with my little help, but he did it. We were chased by half of the Grull I belive most scary mo...." unicorn realised that he was digressing.
"Now look at you Amongus! I feel like cheater now. And you have enough for today...especially with that leg of yours. Here - let me help you." Doctor said. He stared to wash dishes and clean the floor...well THAT parts of the floor he could see over the shrooms.
"Listen. *hiccup* I didn't underestimate my nuthin. I overestimated... whatever this stuff is." He flicked at the bottle of vile fluid to emphasize. "Which, I notice, you didn't take a hit of. Chicken. And! *hiccup* ...thanks for the help. A big head isn't going to get me anywhere in this business. Heck, I should probably be putting up a help wanted sign tomorrow."
He booted his friend away from the sink to at least take half the work load. It was only fair. And he couldn't help but but give the occasional glance to Norma. The big dope couldn't even make it inconspicuous.
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Budding friendships and warm wishes, maybe? The problem is... lack of conflict? I dunno. The discussion is open.
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A quick run to the back of his bar gave him the wet whistle he needed. There was less fog in his head and less fire in his throat. Not quite fit as a fiddle but at least now he could do his job and carry on a conversation without falling over. He still had the hiccups, though.
"Just peachy, ma'am. I don't think I'll be drinking that... whatever it is again. *hiccup*"
Fungus made a quick run through of his guests, refilling drinks and collecting plates and the like before sitting back down with Norma. Her eyes were pretty. He knew they weren't natural by a long shot, but gosh, they were pretty.
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"Sweet and sour Svogthos, it tastes like fire!" Or, to be more precise, it tasted like a violent mixture of dragon's blood, alchemist's fire and a puree of chili peppers and horseradish brought to a rolling boil and served on a rusty knife. Inside Fungus Amongus's mouth was suffering and his mind was no better. The buzz smacked into him awful quick and he was thankful that his wits were still with him. Best to call it quits after the one. And maybe it was the booze making him a bit more personal and a bit less verbose, but he lifted up the little mare's chin so his gaze could meet hers.
"No *hiccup* ma'am, every bit of life from *hiccup* the littlest mushroom to... *hiccup* Gosh, your eyes are pretty... oh heck, even Razia, deserves their fighting chance. And *hiccup* a second one at that. S'why we do what we do. Oh hayseed I need a glass of wa- *hiccup* water."
Kirby hates everything he does.
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