One is a finished piece, and the other is a sketch. Anyway, this post is only going to be digital art. I have a few drawings based on certain Twinkle's Story scenes drawn traditionally. But that will be for a different post.
I'm nervous about posting the first one, but I think I should show it. So yeah.
The first one is the rest of my current profile picture. The full-body version.
I'm actually proud of this digital art. I like this Duke drawing. I colored differently this time. The neck bothers me a little though. The anatomy, especially in the legs down, looks off. I intentionally made him be slightly slanted.
Haha, my Duke Fierdan boy with the black flames. My problematic boy.
<3 :')
The second one is a sketch based on a scene in Chapter 62.
It's the memory from the human world. It's when Dawn meets the two brothers. I'm gonna try to make Danny (the shorter boy) look as cute as possible. But still make him look similar to his brother.
Anyway. I love them. Makes me emotional.
<3 :')
Oh, before I forget. I have to take an exam this weekend, so I'm not looking forward to that. Haha. But really though. I'm probably not going to post daily this week. I have to study, ugh. I also only want to make story-related posts for a little while. I don't want to go back to posting about my feelings and crap. So you're welcome.
Well, here you go. Have a skit.
~*~*~*~
Sparkle: So, uh, the RIM. I don't know what it is. Finny, do your math thing.
Finny: Uh, it's actually business.
Sparkle: Okay, but it involves numbers. Correct?
Finny: I guess so.
Sparkle: Numbers mean math.
Finny: Okay fine.
Sparkle: Then go ahead. Give your statistics.
Finny: But I don't have them.
Sparkle: What do you mean you don't have them?
Finny: I mean I don't have them.
Sparkle: Wow. Wow Finny. Okay then.
(The rest of the gang shows up.. except Duke)
Sparkle: Wow, look at you. Not up to doing your magical entrances anymore, Dawn?
Dawn: No, I still do. I just don't feel like it as of late.
Sparkle: Okay sure.
Dawn: Anyway, Duke is like my child.
Brock: Okay, that's good to hear. Dawn is still creepy.
Dawn: Ugh. Shut up, Brock.
Brock: Wow, everyone loves being so rude to me. It's incredible.
(Duke comes in with someone)
Duke: Hey guys.
Brock: Who is that? What is that thing?
Twinkle: That thing is a person.
Sparkle: Why is there a wolf kid here? Duke, explain yourself. I need another reason why I shouldn't report you to Taurel.
Finny: Will you quit it?
Sparkle: Haha, no.
Duke: Well anyway, this little guy here is my golden bro friend.
Brock: Can it talk?
Ardere: Yeah, I can talk. Oh and I'm a he.
Brock: Wow, what a good boy.
Ardere: Uh, thanks?
Finny: What's his name?
Duke: He's right there. You can ask him yourself.
Finny: Okay fine. What's your name?
Ardere: I'm Ardere.
Finny: Cool name.
Ardere: Thanks. It means light. I think.
Finny: Yeah dude, that's cool.
(Duke and Ardere sit down on the couch)
Twinkle: So, uh, how's everyone doing?
Brock: Great actually. Cashier Girl No Lady and I had a date in the park a few nights ago.
Sparkle: Where did you even go? Phantoms are everywhere.
Duke: Stop looking at me, Sparkle. I don't control the phantoms.
Sparkle: Oh shut up.
Duke: Wow, that was rude. Uncalled for.
Brock: Finally someone understands the torture I have to go through.
Duke: Oh shut up. You know nothing about torture.
Brock: And you do?
Duke: Well, actually I do.
Dawn: Oh gosh, here he goes again.
Twinkle: About what?
Dawn: I'm not sure. Duke right now reminds me of when Fierdan would constantly be ranting on and on about his father.
Duke: Well you see, Brock. My mom was abusive to me when I was younger. Soulless lives inside my heart, and they abuse Fierdan. I used to be abusive to myself.
Brock: I said torture. Not abuse.
Duke: I was getting there. Abuse is like torture.
Brock: Okay and?
Duke: I'm going to be tortured in the near future.
Twinkle: What?
Duke: Yeah.
Twinkle: And you're chill with that?
Duke: I'm never chill.
Twinkle: How do you even know that?
Duke: Well you see, Twinkle. The writer of our story has been planning out torture scenes for almost two years now. Okay, maybe a year and a half.
Dawn: Yeah okay.
Duke: What? It's true.
(It is true lol sorry)
Brock: Ahem, ahem. As I was saying, we were in the park.
Twinkle: No one cares, Brock.
Brock: Oh, not you too.
Twinkle: Yeah, me too. Shut up, Brock.
(Dawn gets up and grabs Ardere, Twinkle, and Duke then they move to another room)
Dawn: Anyway, we gotta train. Okay now, kids?
Duke: Twinkle and I are both taller than you.
Dawn: Height has nothing to do with wisdom, sweetie.
Twinkle: Seeing you next to each other in person makes me confused.
Duke: What? How?
Twinkle: You know what I mean.
Duke: Uh, I actually don't.
Ardere: Stop being so dumb and dramatic, Duke.
Duke: I'm not dumb or dramatic.
Ardere: Oh really? Remember when you...
Duke: Okay, okay! I get it.
Twinkle: Are you sure? Remember that time you cried? Like come on now. I don't think I've met another guy who has cried as much as you do.
Duke: I'm emotional, geez.
Twinkle: So you admit you're emo?
Duke: What? No!
Dawn: Okay, I don't know what you mean either. What are you hinting at, Twinkle?
Twinkle: Well, uh, shoot. Never mind.
Duke: Ugh, what is it?
Twinkle: You have different heights. I mean. Uh...
Duke: Yeah and we do too.
Ardere: Wow, you're so tall.
Dawn: He really isn't.
Duke: Yeah.
Twinkle: Okay fine. I find it weird imagining you two kissing.
Dawn: Yeah, I find it weird too.
Duke: Then stop imagining it.
Ardere: You're all way too dramatic.
Twinkle: It's all about Duke. He's the dramatic emo kid.
Duke: Well, I find it weird that you two kissed.
Dawn: Haha yeah. Because of me. Ayy.
Duke: Yeah, you're weird.
Dawn: Thanks.
Duke: That wasn't a compliment.
Twinkle: What's the point of training?
Dawn: Good question, Twinkle. Now Duke, go cook some food.
Duke: You? Me? What now?
Ardere: She didn't ask you to do something else.
Duke: The thoughts you guys get. Incredible.
Twinkle: Says the problematic emo child.
Duke: I'm done.
(Duke leaves)
Dawn: We have to get used to being familiar with our powers.
Ardere: Why?
Dawn: Because I said so. Anyway since Duke isn't here anymore, I'll explain. I'm like his protector.
Twinkle: Oh really? Where were you when...
(Duke comes back holding a bowl of burnt popcorn)
Duke: I, uh, burnt it.
Dawn: Again?
Duke: What do you mean again?
Dawn: The cereal, Duke. The cereal.
Duke: Stop reminding me.
...... I gotta go. Bye.
~ Cutepups ;>
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