A lovely comic done by the wonderfull
tyrix he did a awesome job with the shading, colors and lightning. ;A;
Hedniska commissioned a picture from the artist and he wished it to be as natural as possible. To his surprise the Artist made his wish true in other ways than expected, by giving the fox towards his symbiont turning him into more living ink, his soul captured within the sticky mass soon to be used as living ink to finish the Canvas making it literally "look" alive.
The Chocobo Artist has no name as of yet and is only known as "The Artist" for the Public. His art is special in many ways, as his black ink is a living being by it's own that shapes in colors and form even without a canvas physically by the mind and wish of the artist. The Black ink itself is in a symbiont state with the Artist, if only the artist influences the tasks of the Ink or the ink influences the Artist can't be said by now.
There will follow more stories and background information about the Artist soon.
Picture ©
Tyrix
The Artist ©
Zalir
Foxy ©
hedniska
tyrix he did a awesome job with the shading, colors and lightning. ;A; Hedniska commissioned a picture from the artist and he wished it to be as natural as possible. To his surprise the Artist made his wish true in other ways than expected, by giving the fox towards his symbiont turning him into more living ink, his soul captured within the sticky mass soon to be used as living ink to finish the Canvas making it literally "look" alive.
!Attention! No Foxes where harmed during the Production of this Canvas, they are still alive and well fed just more inky !Attention!The Chocobo Artist has no name as of yet and is only known as "The Artist" for the Public. His art is special in many ways, as his black ink is a living being by it's own that shapes in colors and form even without a canvas physically by the mind and wish of the artist. The Black ink itself is in a symbiont state with the Artist, if only the artist influences the tasks of the Ink or the ink influences the Artist can't be said by now.
There will follow more stories and background information about the Artist soon.
Picture ©
TyrixThe Artist ©
ZalirFoxy ©
hedniska
Category Artwork (Digital) / Comics
Species Avian (Other)
Size 1280 x 1280px
File Size 142.1 kB
*The artist blinked some as he saw Corro shivering and stood slowly up, leaving the room to what appeared to be the kitchen before coming back with some hot chocolate bringing it over to Corro. "Here you go, you shiver all over it sure must be cold outside. Why not have a seat?" he said offering you a nice seat on the brown couch he had in his living room. It would feel similar to a leather couch, beside being clearly far more half solid yet comfy to sit on and warm to the touch, but seemingly safe to sit on.
He didn't knew what he did wrong if at all,
all he wanted was being nice to his guest.
With a wing he patted Corro on the back and looked up at him "Is everything alright? If you prefer to stay that is fine too, it is nice to meet you. I don't have often guests over here, since I prefer to work in private so any company is very welcome. May I show you around some? Or would you like to drink something else?"
all he wanted was being nice to his guest.
With a wing he patted Corro on the back and looked up at him "Is everything alright? If you prefer to stay that is fine too, it is nice to meet you. I don't have often guests over here, since I prefer to work in private so any company is very welcome. May I show you around some? Or would you like to drink something else?"
The artist hummed some and looked sad as he seemed not to be able to convince his guest to Relax. He tapped his beak some and wondered what he could do to make his guest feel better and soon ran off towards a blank Canvas after a idea hit him. It took a while and he drew rather splashing the ink on the canvas that took up shape and color. After he was done he walked back up with the heavy Canvas that had a rough size of 3 feet in height towards his guest and showed it to him. It was a Picture of his guest in the sunset holding a single flower. He hoped that at last this gift would might make his guest feel better, he reached it towards Corro in hope he would take it and feel better now. After all this stranger was his guest and he had to make sure guests felt welcome around.
The Artist looked now more sad and placed the Canvas aside "You... don't like paintings I guess? I only used Ink ya know, nothing to worry about on this piece." He sighed and walked a little to gain distance between him and Corro before he sat down on the Couch which deformed like a oversize beanbag by the weight of him. "I'm sorry if I do make you afraid, I only try to be a good host for my guests ya know~ I want people to enjoy my art, making them smile and happy when they look at it. There is nothing wrong with that is there?" He sighed and folded his wings among his beak "OH! I'm sorry, I never introduced myself properly~ My name is ... but I'm mostly known as "The Artist" a title I'm not really fond of to be defined only by what you work with and you?"
Corro Shuddered As He Saw The Couch Change...
And Let Out A Faint Whimper...
He Was Right Not To Sit On It, Or It May Have Engulfed Him Completely...
At Least, Thats What He Thought Would Happen...
He Didn't Mean To Offened, But He Wasn't Trusting Either...
Corro Carefully Curled Up In His Little Corner, Staring At The Artist With Frightened Eyes...
And Let Out A Faint Whimper...
He Was Right Not To Sit On It, Or It May Have Engulfed Him Completely...
At Least, Thats What He Thought Would Happen...
He Didn't Mean To Offened, But He Wasn't Trusting Either...
Corro Carefully Curled Up In His Little Corner, Staring At The Artist With Frightened Eyes...
The artist stood up once more and walked over to Corro, kneeling down infront of him, his soft warm feathers stroking along Corro's fur. "Hey, you have no reason to fear me. If it is about what you might have heared, I only do it in agreement with my clients. You are my guest though, you have nothing to worry the slightest. I'm rather protective about my guests you know?" He said smiling towards Corro trying to comfort him.
The artist stroked the shadow guardian further with his wings and gave him a soft hug, pressing him gentle onoto his feathers, holding him with a warm embrace onto his body. Not making any other move and simply holding him like that until the guest would finally begin to settle down.
The artist would wake up soon after a while and stretched yawning,
he stood up slowly and stretched himself out. "Oh? Your still here? I didn't meant to fall asleep with a guest still around. I'm sorry for this, if you wish to leave the door is always open if you want to come back."
he stood up slowly and stretched himself out. "Oh? Your still here? I didn't meant to fall asleep with a guest still around. I'm sorry for this, if you wish to leave the door is always open if you want to come back."
The artist couldn't sleep at all and peeked with one open eye, noticing that his guest was still around and shivering from the cold temperature on the ground he raised up and brought the shadow guardian a blanket to keep him warm, lifting him up from the ground being quite surprised about the light weight and placed him next to him on the soft warm couch. As he moved back to sleep himself with Corro resting next to him.
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