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a brown catgirl wearing a loosely-wound black hijab, her ears creating two little peaks in the fabric. a hinyabi, if you will.
cat(girl)s are ritually pure
indeed! these are pretty much just palette-swapped NVA uniforms, hehe
two EULR androids wearing uniforms heavily based on those worn by the women of the east german NVA
office girls #signalis
two women in ww1-era nurse garb carry heavy brass canisters carved with occult symbols. one is a slightly-built brown woman with long braids, who seems to be struggling with her load; her companion, a tall, beefy girl with curly red hair, has a canister comfortably tucked under each arm. an explanation of the red symbol on the chest of their aprons is provided: "The 'Lacerta' - a symbol of medicine, originally depicting a lizard with its tail severed."
A pair of proud Royal Arcanist medics lug armfuls of "annie canisters" across their C.C.S. Invented in the early years of the War, just one of these sturdy brass batteries contains enough live ether to save the hides of three or more of our brave fighting girls.
a gaunt, frail-looking doll woman in the nude. hairline cracks mark her limbs. she's leaning on a cane.
dolly body scrib
ETTA ASTEROPE YOUR MECH
obviously there is a layer of metaphor to the thing, but the poor condition of her joints does result in clumsiness and difficulty with fine-object manipulations. i tried to keep her design clear of elements that would be a pain to put on or maintain with poor manual dexterity (no bows, etc)
realising many of you have not seen this wonderful post
i should work the chatelaine back in . . . .
various rough concept sketches of the character's look, some including a walking cane
a set of outfit exploration sketches depicting variations on the character's clothing
+ early thumbnails and costume exploration
character design sketch of a doll-woman in a skirt and apron. her face is laced with cracks from injuries sustained when falling.
her name is Dolly Fallover and she lives on the Floor
various exploratory sketches of balljoint construction
this feels.. perverse
two young women hold hands, rifles slung over their shoulders. the figure of a sphinx looms benevolently behind them.
wedding of the sisters cordelia and emily thomas; officiated by the sphinx ispheria, during the siege of st. clothilde's hospital
the retaining of their people's old name was a matter of some contention among them, but they've kept it around as a reminder of what they once were, and what they refuse to be again
serviles are a former slave race, created by a cruel and arrogant order of biomancers. abandoned to their own devices on a remote island, they've made themselves a home in amongst the bones of their old masters' works
a handful of drawings of serviles, short non-human folk with tapir-like snouts/trunks. their other physical features are covered by heavy cloaks, hoods, and hats.
playing through the old geneforge games with my sister and im really quite fond of the serviles
a woman stumbles on bloodied feet, led by a chain. she is naked save for a crude iron chastity belt, and her arms are bound to her collar by an iron bar. a contraption of iron bands enfolds her head, resembling a scold's bridle modified to cover the eyes. her clawed nails and pointed ears mark her as a vampire.
vampyr penitent
that hornet piece looks good on my desktop but way too dark on my phone..... it's ..... probably fine........
hornet from hollow knight / silksong, sitting with her legs curled in, inspecting a bloom of glowing blue lifeblood flowers emerging through the carapace covering her chest
infested
going forward there will be fat trans girls. this is my promise
the font used for the ascii tileset here is uncorrected sperryPC CGA. i specifically found a font that *was* 1:1.
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coward-eater, a transfeminine dragon-woman with a thick, soft build, kneels in a mire of blood. she gazes balefully, licking gore from her arm with her forked tongue, a bloodied and blackened war-spear in one hand.
beneath a rotten sun /
coward-eater, unloved, nith-king /
gorges on the abject dead
a mockup game interface. on the left, an ASCII tileset representation of a basement filled with junk and loose cables. on the right, a tense dialogue between the player character and a broken-down gynoid of the same model.
mockup produced in sleep deprived haze
man how is this my first ever piece of warhound fanart
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