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'Ello 'ello!
Yeah, well school isn't that fun this year. I'm actually taking art classes (2) for the first time in my life so I'm like yay! But my one teacher is so fucking boring and I don't really like him. =/ He seems to have situated himself on this high horse that I'd like to knock him fucking down. He got upset at me cause I couldn't draw lines creating some type of volume. WELL WHAT THE FUCK MAN. It's not my thing to make fucking lines that go up and down and OMG it's a shape now! So sorry I can't manage this aspect perfectly.
Though, I'm just waisting time with this story.. My best friend has been hospitalized and is hooked up to a.. respirator? Something like that. I'm trying to wait so I can go for visiting hours and I'm getting very antsy cause I need to make sure she is okay.
Other than that.. art wise now. I've felt my art hasnt been as great as it should be. The last one. 'Zari' was the one I tried to work on harder. I want more expression and emotion in the bodies and characters I draw. So, I've got to work harder at that. ;D Other than that, I've been thinking about this story I wrote a long time ago now. It was written originally as something I could Roleplay with my close friends but I ended up developing more and wanted to draw a comic. I drew one and its crappy, but the story stays evident. It's about necromancers and the grim reaper. Lets see.. I think I might be able to remember the concept.. or I might have the intro saved still.. yeah here it is...
Just skip down to where there is a break. I'm going to blab about it anyways afterwards.
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In our modern society today stories, myths, legends, ideas, records and tons more from different cultures, from past days, have created what we know of life after death. There were stories of people who used forbidden arts to raise the dead, bringing them back, but only in a zombified state of mind. Also, having the ability to travel from the realm of life to the realm of death. This was called: ‘Necromancy’. It was never ment for the terrible uses that it was known for and came to learn. It was the divination of the body. A literal translation of this word comes from two Greek words, "Nekros" which means "corpse" and "manteia" which means "prophesy". They had a way to connect with the dead souls and demons of the other worlds, asking them for their strengths to assist them. Only those "blessed" with the power from the Grim Reaper were able to do so. Through being ‘blessed’ a special wavelength in our minds was set in tune with the other worlds. Though, being blessed by the Reaper caused a side effect. Once gaining the arcane powers of life after, and using these abilities more and more, over a certain period of time, slowly your humanity and life force start to wither. It spreads like a disease. This is the reason we see the Grim Reaper portrayed as a human skeleton. He unleashed this power upon himself and his humanity was stripped from him, leaving only his bones, and mind. Those who were able to have families after being cursed, pass down the trait and magiks. It is passed down as a Congenital Disease. Though, it acts like a cancer cell inside the body. Undetectable to modern technology. Either the child is born and the effects start immdediatly or.. it sits and waits until something causes it to activate. Only another Necromancer can unlock it or, of his or her own will. Usually, by being in an extreme state of desperation or, mental stress is needed to start the cell. Or both. These people started to die out from the corrupted powers and others who saw them as evil and blasphemous wretches slaughtered them to rid the world on them. No matter who they might be. Whether it was the Necromancers choice to be born into the legacy or free will they are all subject to the same fate.
Eventually the Grim Reaper was stripped of his power and put into a deep sleep. All the cultures of the world received a bone from his body, his head hid amongst the place of his demise. A guardian was assigned to protect each of these places from greedy hands. These guardians are also in a deep sleep and hidden. They can and only will be awakened when the pre-seal is broken. Then, they re-animate. They come in many different forms from different cultures myths and stories. With the Grim Reaper in remission no more people can be become Necromancers. Only the line of people who have been passing the trait down remain.
Now… 500 years later, yes it has not been that long ago, though how easily things are discarded and forgotten, someone is about to break that pre-seal. Letting loose the balance of all life and the power of the Grim Reaper that was tucked away in the farthest corners of the world. The power of Necromancy is a dangerous and tricky art. It decays the mind and body. If one is not strong enough they will become a slave to their own power, becoming a mindless demon that can be controlled by just about anyone. Those who do have the strength and continue to learn will not be looked down upon in this society, and placed amongst their highest ranks. Before the Grim Reaper was sentenced to his sleep, he let loose creatures into the world. Those very same monsters we all heard as children for bedtime stories. They hunt down the Necromancers... killing them. So beware and keep your wits about you. No one in this game is safe or a friend. The tournament will begin when the last seal is broken and the Reaper revived…
Are you ready? If so... then lets begin…
END
Yeah so I just read that. Its changed a little more since I wrote that part, but the whole story has twists and turns. Haha, oh man. The time I spent writing out each character. Pirell was my favorite. He was a complete psychopath. He holds true and true to the meaning of a villian. He is so awesome.. I might have to draw him out again.. maybe I can draw him better this time. With that crazy grin he had and stained eyes. Out of all the characters he went through the most. The main character's mother used to be bestfriends with Pirell. They were in the same faction and he was inlove with her. Madly. She loved him back, but she never told him and barely returned his affection. He did everything he could to please her and be by her side. She had a brother too. They were like a trio. Until.. some fucked up things happened.. and Pirell ended up killing Carry by accident.. he was fooled into it. He never was able to tell her how much he loved her and his group turned against him. He went crazy and corrupted himself. I make it sound bad cause I'm just talking and not being specific. Either way... Yeah Pirell is my bad ass boy. He's just tormented and ripped up from the inside. He's one of the examples too in the story. He's let the nekros corrupt his body and his eyes are stained from it. He uses something called "Blood Skills" which increase the corruption by ten.
Oh, its time. I'm sorry for the long story. Dont read it if you dont want too. I was just thinking I'd like to get back to it. That and my pied piper story and some other ones. Going to take a grammar class so my writing gets better. Bye.
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'Ello 'ello!
Yeah, well school isn't that fun this year. I'm actually taking art classes (2) for the first time in my life so I'm like yay! But my one teacher is so fucking boring and I don't really like him. =/ He seems to have situated himself on this high horse that I'd like to knock him fucking down. He got upset at me cause I couldn't draw lines creating some type of volume. WELL WHAT THE FUCK MAN. It's not my thing to make fucking lines that go up and down and OMG it's a shape now! So sorry I can't manage this aspect perfectly.
Though, I'm just waisting time with this story.. My best friend has been hospitalized and is hooked up to a.. respirator? Something like that. I'm trying to wait so I can go for visiting hours and I'm getting very antsy cause I need to make sure she is okay.
Other than that.. art wise now. I've felt my art hasnt been as great as it should be. The last one. 'Zari' was the one I tried to work on harder. I want more expression and emotion in the bodies and characters I draw. So, I've got to work harder at that. ;D Other than that, I've been thinking about this story I wrote a long time ago now. It was written originally as something I could Roleplay with my close friends but I ended up developing more and wanted to draw a comic. I drew one and its crappy, but the story stays evident. It's about necromancers and the grim reaper. Lets see.. I think I might be able to remember the concept.. or I might have the intro saved still.. yeah here it is...
Just skip down to where there is a break. I'm going to blab about it anyways afterwards.
START
In our modern society today stories, myths, legends, ideas, records and tons more from different cultures, from past days, have created what we know of life after death. There were stories of people who used forbidden arts to raise the dead, bringing them back, but only in a zombified state of mind. Also, having the ability to travel from the realm of life to the realm of death. This was called: ‘Necromancy’. It was never ment for the terrible uses that it was known for and came to learn. It was the divination of the body. A literal translation of this word comes from two Greek words, "Nekros" which means "corpse" and "manteia" which means "prophesy". They had a way to connect with the dead souls and demons of the other worlds, asking them for their strengths to assist them. Only those "blessed" with the power from the Grim Reaper were able to do so. Through being ‘blessed’ a special wavelength in our minds was set in tune with the other worlds. Though, being blessed by the Reaper caused a side effect. Once gaining the arcane powers of life after, and using these abilities more and more, over a certain period of time, slowly your humanity and life force start to wither. It spreads like a disease. This is the reason we see the Grim Reaper portrayed as a human skeleton. He unleashed this power upon himself and his humanity was stripped from him, leaving only his bones, and mind. Those who were able to have families after being cursed, pass down the trait and magiks. It is passed down as a Congenital Disease. Though, it acts like a cancer cell inside the body. Undetectable to modern technology. Either the child is born and the effects start immdediatly or.. it sits and waits until something causes it to activate. Only another Necromancer can unlock it or, of his or her own will. Usually, by being in an extreme state of desperation or, mental stress is needed to start the cell. Or both. These people started to die out from the corrupted powers and others who saw them as evil and blasphemous wretches slaughtered them to rid the world on them. No matter who they might be. Whether it was the Necromancers choice to be born into the legacy or free will they are all subject to the same fate.
Eventually the Grim Reaper was stripped of his power and put into a deep sleep. All the cultures of the world received a bone from his body, his head hid amongst the place of his demise. A guardian was assigned to protect each of these places from greedy hands. These guardians are also in a deep sleep and hidden. They can and only will be awakened when the pre-seal is broken. Then, they re-animate. They come in many different forms from different cultures myths and stories. With the Grim Reaper in remission no more people can be become Necromancers. Only the line of people who have been passing the trait down remain.
Now… 500 years later, yes it has not been that long ago, though how easily things are discarded and forgotten, someone is about to break that pre-seal. Letting loose the balance of all life and the power of the Grim Reaper that was tucked away in the farthest corners of the world. The power of Necromancy is a dangerous and tricky art. It decays the mind and body. If one is not strong enough they will become a slave to their own power, becoming a mindless demon that can be controlled by just about anyone. Those who do have the strength and continue to learn will not be looked down upon in this society, and placed amongst their highest ranks. Before the Grim Reaper was sentenced to his sleep, he let loose creatures into the world. Those very same monsters we all heard as children for bedtime stories. They hunt down the Necromancers... killing them. So beware and keep your wits about you. No one in this game is safe or a friend. The tournament will begin when the last seal is broken and the Reaper revived…
Are you ready? If so... then lets begin…
END
Yeah so I just read that. Its changed a little more since I wrote that part, but the whole story has twists and turns. Haha, oh man. The time I spent writing out each character. Pirell was my favorite. He was a complete psychopath. He holds true and true to the meaning of a villian. He is so awesome.. I might have to draw him out again.. maybe I can draw him better this time. With that crazy grin he had and stained eyes. Out of all the characters he went through the most. The main character's mother used to be bestfriends with Pirell. They were in the same faction and he was inlove with her. Madly. She loved him back, but she never told him and barely returned his affection. He did everything he could to please her and be by her side. She had a brother too. They were like a trio. Until.. some fucked up things happened.. and Pirell ended up killing Carry by accident.. he was fooled into it. He never was able to tell her how much he loved her and his group turned against him. He went crazy and corrupted himself. I make it sound bad cause I'm just talking and not being specific. Either way... Yeah Pirell is my bad ass boy. He's just tormented and ripped up from the inside. He's one of the examples too in the story. He's let the nekros corrupt his body and his eyes are stained from it. He uses something called "Blood Skills" which increase the corruption by ten.
Oh, its time. I'm sorry for the long story. Dont read it if you dont want too. I was just thinking I'd like to get back to it. That and my pied piper story and some other ones. Going to take a grammar class so my writing gets better. Bye.
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But in lighter news the story sounds great x3 I'd love to read more xD