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Jost90, who requested, and I quote: "A Column of Redcoats from 1812 marching across a dirt road with a human master sergeant tasked with getting the 1st foot regiment of yinglets to the battle of Waterloo."
I love you guys.
-Even larger version, without dialogue bubbles: http://jost90.deviantart.com/art/yi.....-red-533293932
Capt. Barnabas Kinsley
1st Regiment of Foot (Yinglets, experimental)
Field report, June 18, 1815
SIR DUKE OF WELLINGTON,
It is with great distress that I pen this report, as the sounds of battle echoing over yonder mountains leads me to believe that the battle at Waterloo is underway, and my unit may be too far away to participate (and furthermore, entirely unfit to the task).
At the very least, I may say with absolute certainty that the human-led yinglet unit experiment has produced a clear result; that of utter failure.
Though earlier experiments with yinglet-captained units had produced complications re: following direct orders (as the yinglet captains showed a tendency to "interpret" orders in their own ways), the yinglet infrantry at least fell in line with their yinglet-captain's orders.
It seems that without one of their own leading them, they have lost all pretense of cooperative action. They bicker, wander, fight and play only moments after being given orders otherwise. Some claim to be attempting to cooperate, but I am now hesitant to accept anything they speak as truth.
My unit has suffered an appalling 7% fatality rate upon our short march, resulting entirely from self-inflicted/accidental injuries. The use of bayonets was forbidden after the first day, following glastly incidents of catastrophic mishandling. Shortly after, all musket balls and black powder were confiscated until arrival at battle. Yet somehow, the injuries continue. Only the Good Lord knows how, and He has not seen fit to share it with me.
Morale is low, and desertion is an ever-looming menace. I have suffered many indignities (often painful) in vain attempts to hold my unit together. In doing so, I have assumed unexpected duties, which are more fitting for a nanny of a rowdy orphanage (a woman's profession which I now respect immensely).
They disturb my sleep, require constant attention, and I firmly believe one of them has been eating our supply of black powder for at least a week. My musket became jammed during a test fire this morning, and when ordered to see it safely unloaded, my armorer chose to place the (loaded) weapon in his mouth and suck out the contents. He has been attempting this for nearly an hour, and I suspect he is now simply enjoying the taste. Perhaps I have located our powder-eater, but it matters naught at this point.
I firmly conclude that if we are to integrate yinglet infantry into His Majesty's armies, they must be led by one of their own. From observation, I would highly recommend against integrating them into an artillery division, for the resulting destruction to our great nation would be without limit.
I hope the battle runs in our favor, with or without the assistance of my disgraceful unit.
God save The King, and God save me
Jost90, who requested, and I quote: "A Column of Redcoats from 1812 marching across a dirt road with a human master sergeant tasked with getting the 1st foot regiment of yinglets to the battle of Waterloo."I love you guys.
-Even larger version, without dialogue bubbles: http://jost90.deviantart.com/art/yi.....-red-533293932
Capt. Barnabas Kinsley
1st Regiment of Foot (Yinglets, experimental)
Field report, June 18, 1815
SIR DUKE OF WELLINGTON,
It is with great distress that I pen this report, as the sounds of battle echoing over yonder mountains leads me to believe that the battle at Waterloo is underway, and my unit may be too far away to participate (and furthermore, entirely unfit to the task).
At the very least, I may say with absolute certainty that the human-led yinglet unit experiment has produced a clear result; that of utter failure.
Though earlier experiments with yinglet-captained units had produced complications re: following direct orders (as the yinglet captains showed a tendency to "interpret" orders in their own ways), the yinglet infrantry at least fell in line with their yinglet-captain's orders.
It seems that without one of their own leading them, they have lost all pretense of cooperative action. They bicker, wander, fight and play only moments after being given orders otherwise. Some claim to be attempting to cooperate, but I am now hesitant to accept anything they speak as truth.
My unit has suffered an appalling 7% fatality rate upon our short march, resulting entirely from self-inflicted/accidental injuries. The use of bayonets was forbidden after the first day, following glastly incidents of catastrophic mishandling. Shortly after, all musket balls and black powder were confiscated until arrival at battle. Yet somehow, the injuries continue. Only the Good Lord knows how, and He has not seen fit to share it with me.
Morale is low, and desertion is an ever-looming menace. I have suffered many indignities (often painful) in vain attempts to hold my unit together. In doing so, I have assumed unexpected duties, which are more fitting for a nanny of a rowdy orphanage (a woman's profession which I now respect immensely).
They disturb my sleep, require constant attention, and I firmly believe one of them has been eating our supply of black powder for at least a week. My musket became jammed during a test fire this morning, and when ordered to see it safely unloaded, my armorer chose to place the (loaded) weapon in his mouth and suck out the contents. He has been attempting this for nearly an hour, and I suspect he is now simply enjoying the taste. Perhaps I have located our powder-eater, but it matters naught at this point.
I firmly conclude that if we are to integrate yinglet infantry into His Majesty's armies, they must be led by one of their own. From observation, I would highly recommend against integrating them into an artillery division, for the resulting destruction to our great nation would be without limit.
I hope the battle runs in our favor, with or without the assistance of my disgraceful unit.
God save The King, and God save me
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Possibly, but since the use of yinglets in the royal army is so new and experimental, he felt it would be wise to field some test units first, before committing them to any influential battle positions.
...Which was wise, as if they were put on the front lines, they'd just panic and run back into the columns behind them, gumming up the whole forward advance.
...Which was wise, as if they were put on the front lines, they'd just panic and run back into the columns behind them, gumming up the whole forward advance.
Come to think of it, yinglets are vastly more suited to guerrilla tactics, like those used by the American colonists in that war.
They wouldn't be of great use on the open field, but would stall enemy movements (and also aggravate them endlessly) with their strike-and-run-away/hide tactics, and also wreak absolute havoc upon enemy supply lines.
They wouldn't be of great use on the open field, but would stall enemy movements (and also aggravate them endlessly) with their strike-and-run-away/hide tactics, and also wreak absolute havoc upon enemy supply lines.
Eyyy, thanks! I recently looked through the older OOPs pages and realized that I in fact have made some improvements since starting! Mostly in terms of backgrounds, now that I think of it. And seriously; as someone whose art I'd been excitedly devouring for years before starting to draw, your words carry a lot of weight to me!
On that note, I'm eager to see those new Merran species ref sheets~
On that note, I'm eager to see those new Merran species ref sheets~
In World War Two, the Allied forces dropped by parachute many hundreds of yinglets onto the various landing sites the evening before the D-Day invasion. Troops at most sites reported their landings were virtually unopposed, as Germans troops, especially officers, were too preoccupied with trying to get them out of their bunkers, supplies, and hair to provide effective resistance.
Things went less splendidly in Viet Nam.
Things went less splendidly in Viet Nam.
Yeah, that's how to use 'em! If this were a tactical board game, they'd be support/specialized units with extremely low defense and offense, but if you can get 'em into certain areas, like tall grasslands or supply routes/camps, they can utterly devastate the enemy's ability to wage war.
There is a wonderful variety of expressions and postures in this picture.
I've been reading through your comic, and looking at the pictures and animations of that you have done of your Yinglets and I am impressed, astonished, delighted and fascinated by the fruits of your imagination and skills.
The Yinglets are in themselves aesthetically pleasing creatures and very pretty to see in pictures, however the animation you did of The Yinglet Ask, I found amazing and spent about 1/2 an hour admiring/listening to it.. The speech, the movement of his pupils, twitching whiskers and ears &c. make the Yinglets live and breath; so full of life and energy. Not only those things, but the stories around them you are making also serve to bring them to life and make them dash and dart in in my minds eye. Your comic, seems to me, to be a very thoughtful and considered exploration of the fictional species and peculiar troubles of the man who finds himself a female Yinglet.
I regard your Yinglets and accompaniments as one of the finest things I've seen on here, and to come out of the general online webcomics/DA scene type culture place.
Thanks for sharing your stuff with us.
I've been reading through your comic, and looking at the pictures and animations of that you have done of your Yinglets and I am impressed, astonished, delighted and fascinated by the fruits of your imagination and skills.
The Yinglets are in themselves aesthetically pleasing creatures and very pretty to see in pictures, however the animation you did of The Yinglet Ask, I found amazing and spent about 1/2 an hour admiring/listening to it.. The speech, the movement of his pupils, twitching whiskers and ears &c. make the Yinglets live and breath; so full of life and energy. Not only those things, but the stories around them you are making also serve to bring them to life and make them dash and dart in in my minds eye. Your comic, seems to me, to be a very thoughtful and considered exploration of the fictional species and peculiar troubles of the man who finds himself a female Yinglet.
I regard your Yinglets and accompaniments as one of the finest things I've seen on here, and to come out of the general online webcomics/DA scene type culture place.
Thanks for sharing your stuff with us.
Wow- thank you so much for taking the time to share that with me! That thoughtful description of why you're enjoying this story seriously made my day. I feel this way about a couple artists who I've followed for years, so hearing that someone is enjoying something I've made makes me think I must be doing something right, you know?
I'm still in the "Wait, they like a thing I made!? That's so crazy and great!" mindset, so reading posts like yours really energizes me to make more of this stuff. Not that I ever plan on stopping, but the extra motivation really makes a noticeable difference!
I've always had a habit of world-building for fun, so when I started this comic, I really wanted to make the cultures, ecosystems, species and histories mesh together in a believable way. So even though this is mainly a fantastical story about a guy turning into a jumpy little birdrat, it can have a mostly believable setting to take place in (if only to give context to the unbelievable thing that does happen).
And even though I put a lot of thought and fun little ideas into the yinglets' creation, I never expected people to enjoy them half as much as they have! That just gives me an excuse to have more fun with them, so it works out for everyone. And after having these little things tumbling around in my head for a few months, I had a clear enough idea of how they'd sound and look in motion... and since Motion Graphics is my "real" profession, I just had to put the yinglets in some kinda Flash. It was a lot of fun to make, and people seem to have enjoyed it, so I'm definitely going to do more of them sometime in the future (but with a better microphone).
I originally just wanted to draw up a story for my own practice and satisfaction, regardless of how "successful" it might turn out to be, so I'd be "sharing" something regardless. Therefore, I'd argue that others' responses to what I'm sharing is what gives that sharing meaning and worth, so thank you for being someone who enjoys it! It was people like you who helped me understand that I might actually be making something of worth, and therefore turning the OOPs from a part-time hobby to what it is now.
I had a little fire going at first, but it was people like you who threw tons of coal onto it, giving it the fuel it needed to become something bigger. And contribute to global air pollution.
I'm still in the "Wait, they like a thing I made!? That's so crazy and great!" mindset, so reading posts like yours really energizes me to make more of this stuff. Not that I ever plan on stopping, but the extra motivation really makes a noticeable difference!
I've always had a habit of world-building for fun, so when I started this comic, I really wanted to make the cultures, ecosystems, species and histories mesh together in a believable way. So even though this is mainly a fantastical story about a guy turning into a jumpy little birdrat, it can have a mostly believable setting to take place in (if only to give context to the unbelievable thing that does happen).
And even though I put a lot of thought and fun little ideas into the yinglets' creation, I never expected people to enjoy them half as much as they have! That just gives me an excuse to have more fun with them, so it works out for everyone. And after having these little things tumbling around in my head for a few months, I had a clear enough idea of how they'd sound and look in motion... and since Motion Graphics is my "real" profession, I just had to put the yinglets in some kinda Flash. It was a lot of fun to make, and people seem to have enjoyed it, so I'm definitely going to do more of them sometime in the future (but with a better microphone).
I originally just wanted to draw up a story for my own practice and satisfaction, regardless of how "successful" it might turn out to be, so I'd be "sharing" something regardless. Therefore, I'd argue that others' responses to what I'm sharing is what gives that sharing meaning and worth, so thank you for being someone who enjoys it! It was people like you who helped me understand that I might actually be making something of worth, and therefore turning the OOPs from a part-time hobby to what it is now.
I had a little fire going at first, but it was people like you who threw tons of coal onto it, giving it the fuel it needed to become something bigger. And contribute to global air pollution.
In this branch of alternate history, that would definitely have been their type of position up to this point, in which the English decided to see how else they might make themselves useful in combat.
And you're spot-on about their strengths; they're light, hyper, zip around erratically like a frightened chicken, and are small, thin little targets that are hard to hit with a projectile with as small a radius as a bullet.
And you're spot-on about their strengths; they're light, hyper, zip around erratically like a frightened chicken, and are small, thin little targets that are hard to hit with a projectile with as small a radius as a bullet.
Man, I'm still not used to reading things like this! With so many webcomics out there (which have all sorts of characters, art, settings, plotlines, etc. that I admire), knowing that I'm making someone's favorite comic really means a lot to me!
And also that I made the right decision in making the comic past this point more scav-oriented. :)
And also that I made the right decision in making the comic past this point more scav-oriented. :)
Yeah, I learned a lot about Napoleonic-era English military structure from this commission! Which is part of the reason I had this (and the letter) happen in 1815. And in this alternate timeline, Napoleon lost the same way he did in ours. Ironically, the yinglets actually making it to the field of war would have turned the battle in Napoleon's favor.
I absolutely love this. I love the concept. I love the picture. I love the yinglets. I love the field report. I love everything! The mere fact that the sergeant had to confiscate the ammunition from the yinglets because they would injure themselves (and/or kill themselves/each other) is hilarious. They're going to war and yet they practically need their weapons taken away because they won't survive long enough before they actually need to use them. The only yinglet I see being remotely useful is the little drummer yinglet.
Thanks to the commissioner for the absurd request and props to you for exploiting it to its full potential. Also, well done on the description. You certainly have a knack for writing, if I haven't already told you so. I think that's best displayed by the way you present the double-dialogue in Lusty Argonian Maid'd.
Thanks to the commissioner for the absurd request and props to you for exploiting it to its full potential. Also, well done on the description. You certainly have a knack for writing, if I haven't already told you so. I think that's best displayed by the way you present the double-dialogue in Lusty Argonian Maid'd.
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