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More screenshots of Cross Quest!
An upcoming indie game I'm working on...CROSS QUEST
A shorter, bulkier mech than most, the Bonfire Scalycap makes up for its small size and poor mobility with its outstanding durability and impressive heat-based offensive weaponry. Able to easily counteract any signs of overheating with the full-system exhaust, this machine can always push past its limitations to get in that always needed extra hit. Remember, If things ever start looking rough, you can set this mech to full overcharge, super-heating itself to the extreme. Fire will bellow out of ever exhaust, the surface will start to glow, and the ground will start to melt around you, if you survive nothing will survive your fury. Bonfire Scalycap was chosen as this species of fungus grows best after forest fires.
Another design for my Golden Gear Syndicate, introducing the “Swamp Beacon”, an old mech designed for ocean salvage missions, mostly retired by the syndicate, but every once in awhile you’ll see a veteran still piloting one of these junkers. While battered and weathered, this colossus is still ready for a fight with their trusty anchor in hand. Swamp Beacon was chosen in reference to the fungi’s damp choice of habitat and the lights covering the construct.
Finally able to get something complete for posting and I’m really happy with it
This is a fan-mech design for Lancer RPG, I haven’t played it, but I fell in love with the world and art and have recently started watching Zero.Blue.Orion on YouTube. I very quickly felt the need to design my own mechs, Bleeding Tooth being the first.
The Golden Gear Syndicate is a large criminal organization who makes a profit off of stolen goods/materials. They then use the best parts to make mechs which they sell on the black market, and the best mechs they make are used to steal better stuff. They’ll all have a very scrappy, weathered, and personalized appearance to them. I chose to name them after fungus to reflect their resilient, scavenger like nature, and the highly individualized style (Also, fungus are just cool and have the best names, i.e. Bleeding Tooth). Bleeding Tooth is in reference to the fungus of the same name and was chosen for its brutal name and the weaponized head/mouth of the mech
Eclipse: a DIY punk TTRPG by @yvepaints
Welcome to Eclipse’s game dev blog!
Eclipse is in extremely early phases. It is not available for purchase anywhere. This pinned post will be updated periodically with the current phase of development.
Current phase: initial design & writing
Game dev blog is live!
Check out @eclipsettrpg for more!
Ruby Redfort rp
I made three Ruby Redfort rps, youre Ruby in every one, one where Ruby's sick, one where her life is in danger, one where Hitch comes home really drunk, one where shes an assasin, one where you can choose the scenario yourself and one where she's just had a migrane attack.
Do you want to have other ones?
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GET IN LOSERS, WE'RE GOING TO GET EXCITED ABOUT CLONES
I haven't drawn mario characters since middle school? It's been so long. Since I-
Children of The First Flame - Urban Fantasy TTRPG
Hi everyone! Me and my girlfriend have made a project on Kickstarter for our first Indie TTRPG. Would you like to give it a try?
It's an Urban Fantasy set in an alternative Europe, where humans and mythical creatures live together.
If I told you about a world where our society lives in harmony with magical creatures, would you believe it?
In ancient times, the human kind coexisted with magic and all of its children. They grew with fairies, devils and other different mythical beings, learning from them how to use this fascinating power. And so witches were born.
However, something went incredibly wrong: religions gave birth to hateful groups, and words as heresy and blasphemy became dangerous. The arcane world was forced to hide itself to survive, becoming part of myths, legends and stories. Fairies created another reality, a place to be free from human law. Devils retired in their homeland. Witches and other creatures had to hide between common people and learn how to survive in this new, hostile world.
And then, when it all became unbearable, war came, a gruesome conflict where the only winner was Death itself. In 1802, a peace offer was made.
This is the story of modern times, where harmony is again part of our society, even if sometimes it’s still fragile. This is a story of an urban fantasy Europe, where creatures we only ever heard about can be our neighbor, and we can be part of them.
Choose who you want to be! We have many options, from the evergreen Witches to different types of Fairies, Devils and Mythical Creatures. And, if you really want to be special, you can always create something new! We have made many playable species, but you can still create your own unique character with our game! After all, there are so many legends and ideas in our world, it would be a shame to not give you the tools to play them.
Write the story with your Game Master session after session, using your creativity to progress the narration. Mix your stats, your magic and your common abilities to create compelling scenes. There are many ways to solve problems (or to create them), so what are you going to do?
You just need a bunch of d8 dices to play, and that’s it!
The world of Children of the First Flame is complicated, with many flaws that reflect real-life ones. We think that it’s important to represent these kinds of topics in our world, even if in a different reality. So, don’t be surprised when you’ll find social battles as a key part of our lore.
Also, this game is unapologetically LGBTQIA+, and we hope it can help to create safe spaces.
We stand against every type of discrimination and oppression, and our work is going to reflect our views.
Unfortunately, we don't have a professional artist on our team now, but if the project succeeds, we are going to hire someone for covers and illustrations.
We don't care if it's easier, we're not going to use any type of AI. We want something made with the passion of an artist, not by a soulless machine that steals from others.
We are not professionals but, if necessary, we prefer to use our drawings, instead of a machine. Hopefully, we’ll have the money to hire artists. We want to work with human souls and see their vision in their art.
This is an independent project without a big budget, but with your help we can make it work!
Link on my bio!
And last but not least, my beloved Abel, the Ghost
Fourth up is the Werewolf, Daisy
Our third member, January, the Hollow
The second member of our group, the Fae, Gail
I made a set of icons for my Monsterhearts 2 group! I'll post these 5 individually
First up is our Vampire, Morana
Last post actually got a couple likes so i guess im posting more art of my ttrpg character Abel <3 here we are, the Weiss Family
Abels death in comic format tehe <3
An alternative of previous post
R E B I R T H
a ttrpg oc backstory :)
Abel Weiss grew up the first son to a wealthy couple in a nice neighbourhood, he was never a popular child, friends weren't something he ever found ease in making, but he got by.
When it came to late secondary school he met Emeliana, a new girl in town who'd quickly hit it off with most of her classmates, quite the charismatic type. She approached Abel, and a strange relationship spiralled from there.
It was always clear they weren't quite right for each other, they'd constantly spend time together but never seemed that interested in each other. They'd go to parties as a happy pair, but then Abel would sit in the corner grumbling about not wanting to be there, and then Emiliana would bicker back.. and then they'd both be storming out.
It was a hot October evening, the sun sinking behind the canopy of the forest near Emeliana's home, they found themselves curled up in the warmth of her room, and soon disagreeing yet again…
“just- just LEAVE Abel, fuck off"
“I didn't do anything Emile, what the hell is your problem?”
She was antsy, eyes darting to the window and door.
“I said, LEAVE, ABEL”
“... fine, whatever, but I can't keep dealing with your anger issues every five minutes! I love you with everything I have and you treat me like shit.”
“Liar.”
“What?”
“You're a liar…”
“Oh for fucks sake shut u-”
“Get out”
The door slammed, and he left, trotting along the dark street, huffing and kicking at stones, hands buried in pockets, the moon hung low, fog clung to the shine of lamp posts as moths flitted blindly in the distorted rays.
The air wasn't right.
Dread pricked needles deep into his shoulders.
The roads weren't empty.
“Emile are you seriously going to demand I leave then fucking follow m-”
His mouth contorted as his body swirled and laid eyes on her twisting form, tufts of fur pushing through, a painful growl escaping and golden eyes piercing into him making his chest ache, stealing his breath.
“Emile?” He choked on the word, stumbling up the pavement into the grass, backing mindlessly towards the lying shelter of the towering Scots pines and fir plantations.
There was a fear in his words, a genuine longing and worry as her body cruelly shifted and shunted awkwardly toward him, nothing but a snarl matching his cry.
Nails became claws, teeth became fangs. He turned, and ran.
The woods were pitch dark, the only sound his own heartbeat in his ears and howls close behind, the moon's glow through occasional gaps in the branches a respite.
An opening, feet fumbling down a slope barely keeping their placement, the cold glow of water spreading out around him, pebbles crunching under foot fall, teeth sinking, driving, another step denied, the ground and sharp rocks coming up to meet his skull.
Searing pain burning and sizzling, flowing fiercely under piercing panicked eyes, limbs weak and shaken, cut and bruised.
The lick of lips and sniffing of acrid red iron, blood, pooling and mixing.
He pushed himself helplessly to his knees, hands were soaked, skull itching with fiery pain, crimson ichor flooded his fading vision, memories flickered. He swung his head around, almost throwing up from the awful motion, meeting the face of a beast with eyes so familiar.
“Emeliana… please..”
His voice was waning, ached, as he dragged himself against the stones onto his feet, stumbling like a wounded lamb into the ice cold of the lake.
Nowhere to go.
She followed, gaze unbreaking, intently watching his sad attempts. Her form contorted once more as she wadded into the ripples, ratty wolven fur gave way to hazel locks and tear dribbling eyes.
Her brows furrowed, a snarl persisted, his terrified gaze locked with hers of pure yellow rage.
Desperate nails clawed at him, finding hold in wet cloth and skin as balance failed and his form dropped into bloody water.
Hands grasped and pulled, finding purchase around a gasping throat, pushing and squeezing against a flailing expiring body.
His eyes blurred and squinted against pond water as air left him in jittering bubbles, a final search for love and regret in her eyes. Naught remained. Writhing limbs became decadent, hope lost, eyes rolled, the last gasps of life lost under the water.
Light glowed down on her verdant painting of liquid sunset, she stood tall and raised her tainted palms to the moon, rising from the lake onto the stony reed lined banks, trailing her bloodshed into the grass.
Not an ounce of true regret persisted, only gratefulness to the silent drifting corpse.
More Flavio. (Paper Mario The Thousand Year Door)
I made some other TTYD drawings yesterday that I'll post here later.
Flavio from Paper Mario The Thousand Year Door. My first drawing of him after a long time. I love him.
A very quick and unfinished Paper Mario thumbs up animation gif. (I probably made this in like an hour.) The art in the first frame may look weird but I'd like to finish this sometime.
Vivian art! (TTYD / Paper Mario The Thousand Year Door remake fanart)
(The Boggly Woods background is an official image from the trailer.)
Hello friends! I’d like to direct all of you to the following link: https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/1367347179/dead-in-the-west-a-tabletop-rpg-set-in-the-mythic?ref=nav_search&result=project&term=dead%20in%20the%20west The past year and a half or so, I’ve been working hard on creating my very own pen-and-paper tabletop RPG (think Dungeons and Dragons if you’ve never played one before). The game is set in what I like to call a “Mythic Old West” setting - think old cowboy movies and pulpy novels - the kind of place made up of tall-tales and larger-than-life characters. Setting out on an adventure in Dead in the West should feel like your party is a group of modern-day scribes, stitching out the tapestry that is the first Great American Folklore! The Kickstarter is not asking for very much, and will go towards creating both a digital and physical edition of a beautiful rulebook, filled with gorgeous artwork by tumblr users like yourselves, all paid a fair commission.
Please do consider contributing to the Kickstarter! Dead in the West is an incredibly fun game, and I’d love to share it with as many people as I possible can.
Also you get the bonus of seeing my ugly mug in the dieo up there.
Thanks everybody <3
Hukanpolku-roolipeli on uudistettu ja taas vihdoin auki liittyjille! Olit sitten kyttäillyt sivuja aikaisemmin tai kuulet roolipelistä vasta nyt, niin mene ihmeessä katsomaan ja kokeile liittyä, jos kiinnostaa! Sivuille täältä!
Flight Rising things, a fake screenshot! I got this idea of creating rpg-esque text boxes for my dragons in their info. Here’s my progen Ceirien! Probably going to make commissions like these at some point.
Oh, and my nickname is Kipine in FR!
