Sunday, March 20, 2011

SOL? I think SOL.

Basically: life poops on everyone.


This isn't a sad post. I've just not updated in FOREVA so I thought I'd take this time to say that... life poops on everyone. Sometimes the poop is filled with rainbows and unicorns. Sometimes its filled with real poop. But either way its poop.

Do with it what you will.

I have a tegaki now (more like revived my dead one). More new characters. Slowly getting back into marinia after a dry spell for like ever. Playing Left 4 Dead all the time. Not doing homework.

The usual.

This will get you to my blog; and a cute, fluffy, pink unicorn dancing on a rainbow. Yep.

Tegaki

Enjoy this lame post for now!

Tuesday, August 24, 2010

Kodisku's Lineage [Long Post] TO BE UPDATED AS I GO

So, I broke down and decided to post it.

I mean, why not? Hell, it's huge. But man, if I'm gonna have a blog, I might as well post my ideas! Yes? :) It's also watermarked for protection. Only I get to see the unwatermarked version. Individual pictures are up for grabs as well, but I may not be able to upload all the individuals on this post, so just ask and I may show you. It might be easier to upload each character on their own, even though that's like, 19 pictures... I'll give you the whole thing, then the individuals, alright? Bear with this text heavy post!

Complete Lineage:



Beware! This image takes a /long time/ to download! It's only if you want to see all of the below laid out into a picture!

~*~

Background:

A few pegasi of high ranking came together each year for a council meeting. They each represented their own tribes and their own lifestyles, and each was a leader of some sort. There were 8 of them, 4 males, 4 females. They were appointed by their tribes and races (subspecies of the whole general pegasus republic) to take care of problems that arose within each subdivision. They, like humans, had their own faults and petty grievances between each other and themselves, but were forced to put those aside to try and fix major problems. However, during one of their meetings, the issue of the Legends arose and they were perplexed on how to solve it.

As the Legends read, "The sacred Tri Balance of the world requires three of the following species for its first round: One must come from the eastern snowy mountains of Hydrophili, another from the northern gulf of Dar-Mar, and the last must be a guardian of the western Marina Archipelago." They knew well the species that lived in each place, the very last being their own kind, and knew they had to do something about this before anything could happen to them.

"Why don't we begin a lineage," the oldest male, Vlartees, began, "And promote good genetics through each other so that one day our great grandchild could be of good stock to choose from?"

The second eldest mare, X'yuna, agreed, "Yes! We can create the best of our kind, and promote our people through this good and sweet child."

"Look at us!" The strongest of the stallions, Ombrutu, puffed, "We are all genetically horrendous in one way or another. It would take millenia to breed out our imperfections to create such spawn!"

"Perhaps we don't have to make a perfect child," X'yuna offered, "but one the commoners can relate to."

"Yes! That is a splendid idea!" Haiku, a rather young stallion cheered, "Let's gather ourselves and match each fault for fault so we can erase our parents blunders forever!"

Eventually, with a little coaxing with the youngest of the council, they all agreed upon matching weak genes with other weak genes in hopes that they could wipe out their imperfections forever and create the strongest spawn possible. The wisest two of them (X'yuna and Vlartees), however, knew that strength could not be created by mixing weak with weak, but were overpowered by their rowdier council members and were paired on opposite ends of the spectrum in hopes of wiping out both of their super rare, but very dominant, genetics.

And thus, Kodisku's lineage was born.

Individual Genetics

In accordance with the lineage, Left to Right, Top to Bottom:

Vlartees:
Gender: Stallion
Height: 15 feet at shoulders
Married to: Mauraleea
Deceased?: Alive
Personality: Kind, chivalrous, gentle, and very laid back. Doesn't force his opinions on everyone, and is super open-minded about everything.
Color: Pure slate grey
Genetics: Vlar got one of the rarest pegasus coloring, and one of the least desirable according to purebreds. He has what're called "morphing" or "chameleon" genes, which means he possesses copies of every color and marking possible in the pegasus world in his DNA. They're all perfectly matched, which means they balance each other out in the individual so perfectly they are all the same color and consistency/patterning to where the coat turns a perfectly solid slate grey. This type of genetic mutation is dominant to other genetics, so whether or not his mare had dominant or recessive genes, his child would be one solid color regardless.
Because males, by default, are always darker in color than females, his children will not be as light as he is. However, they will be one solid color and on the gray-scale spectrum (pure black-pure white), though their mother's basic color will show through. The child will also gain his mother's markings based on a random selection of his father's genetics. For instance, in his son Jolian, he passed on the wing and ear tip, as well as a dorsal stripe. It doesn't show up on his coat at all, though he carries them as dominant genetics so his child will carry them and pass them on. They act recessive in the next generation, not showing up due to the solid coloring, but they do appear prominently in the second generation as "hidden" markings, which are the same color as the child's base coat.
The reason his genetics are so undesirable is because they are very random and sporadic, and often mess up any "planned genetics" the pegasi may have in mind. It also tends to be a less fertile coloring, which is why he has only one child.
He also has the blessing of growing a beard as he ages. Now all the males in his coming generations will grow beards as they age. :)
Scandals: Vlar has always and will always love the first mare he came in contact with, X'yuna. He met her through his brother, who joined her tribe, and found out they had similar problems both genetically and tribe wise. Even though she was born mostly without hair, he still finds her gorgeous, and married her when his mate died shortly after Kodisku's birth. Her mate had been dead for years, but the family still views their love as a scandal and refuses to accept them as anything but what they were originally and frown upon the mentioning of their out of wedlock relationship.

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Mauraleea
Gender: Mare
Height: 13 feet at shoulder
Married to: Vlartees
Deceased?: Died after Kodisku's first birthday
Personality: Rough, masculine, and mean. Became bitter and bitchy, looking for revenge wherever she could take it, after an affair with Ombrutu.
Color: Sorrel with white markings
Genetics: Maura comes from a tribe where all the pegasi are, for the most part, natural colors and markings. They live out in the wild and on the rougher terrains, where their fur and skin toughens up and their hair (mane/tail) grows shorter than normal. Often times the females have as short, if not shorter, hair than the males, and all their hair is coarse and unpleasant to the touch. They are frowned upon for their natural color scheme (as pegasi are quite vain and believe the more color you can have in a royal, the better) and the consistancy of their fur/hair. They also tend to look a lot rougher and produce rougher children.
The normalcy for passing on colors in her tribe follow regular genetic rules just like normal wild horses, so they paired her with Vlar to try and eliminate that problem.
Scandals: Maura was very upset when she was paired with one of the "weakest stallions" genetic-wise in the council's eyes. She grew up proud, and always thought she deserved better. Although Vlar was very kind to her, and treated her very well, she still found restlessness in her heart. She always loved Ombrutu, and thus had many various affairs with the stallion. He broke her heart, however, by disregarding her completely, and from then until her death she became a very bitter, resentful, begrudged bitch who always made a point to vocally abuse Ombrutu behind his back and in front of him, no matter who she was with.


Ombrutu
Gender: Stallion
Height: 12 feet at the shoulder.



Sadina


Krudo


Waykria


Haiku


X'yuna

----Next Generation----

Jolian


Suxre


Sara


Kundro


Cruyat


Zyri


----Next Generation----

Lihachnts


Jami'ria


Thompson


----Next Generation----

Daniel


Kodisku

Monday, August 23, 2010

So, updates and stuff.

Well, now that my period of psychotic rampages is over, I think it's time to settle down once and for all.

...Not really.

I apologize if any of you are like 'wtf man thongs??'. It was a random spur-of-the-moment thing... though I still think its funny... even though it includes /Karuba/ /cough anger cough

Anyways, I should probably update this more, yes?

I'm about to start my second year of college. Yep, a Sophomore already. wow, it goes fast. I'm going into more fun classes, though I'll still have basics for the next, oh, year. Got science and math out of the way, so I don't have to focus on those thank the LORD! And I did fun things like Watercolor for the Illustrator and Intro to Illustration... now I just have to wait to try and animate in 2D Animation...

Perhaps I should look up how to use flash and make animations. Hmm. And buy that one software... Toonz something. The one professionals use. Yeah, that one.

Trying to lose weight; so far its been pretty well-going. Cutting down on foods I like and making myself exersize was a bit hard at first, but now that I'm working on it it's steadied out quite a bit. Now I'm working on saving money by NOT going out whenever I feel like it. Maybe like, twice a month... or even once... yeah. That also includes buying non-food products, which sucks, but hey I need to not spend like 1k on things I like. Save for the future, let alone college! Hahaha.

Want some sketches? I have some art for you guys if you're interested.



Timothy Scott as a young man (about 9 years old to be exact!), and his godbrother James Hadrian, my friend Shelby's character. Jimmy always gets away with things and nags his older godbrother, while Timmy gets blamed and often times beats on and tricks his younger godbrother, though he does protect him..... from certain things.



Kodisku has a new reference! She's no longer just white with blonde markings/hair, she is now actually genetically thought-out! I looked at her parents, and after designing them, I realized technically there would be no way she'd be white-and-blonde, so I thought "hell, why not! Just do some random colors from the parents and see how it works out!" and I actually liked it!

Thanks to my good friend Wulf to suggesting her have roaning (a genetic coloration/lightening of the fur by a uniform, or ununiform, patterning of white hairs throughout the coat), and for agreeing that she liked the colors! She helped me think her out thouroughly and by golly is she gorgeous!

I also made her family tree up to the Great Grandparents, however it is way too large to upload here (8003x3560 or something like that), so I'll just give you that link to look at it. I might explain here... but that's a ton of information on the genetics that you guys might get bored with. I'm not sure.



I wanted to create a website for Marinia... especially one for each book. Later on when I learn it, they will be interactive (flash and stuff ect). But for now I think it'll just be a basic HTML site (since that's all I know how to do). This is an initial idea I had for the background. It's elus (el-US, not to be mistaken with ELUS, which is el-OOSE), the dragon Empress of Aoneaa. She's standing on a table and propping herself against the door frame, body accentuating the frame very well in my opinion. This scene actually happens in the book, so I thought it would be cool to illustrate and put as the website background. It needs to be shaded and finished completely. For now, though, it's a project for another time.




In other news, I'm writing more. All I need to do now is type everything up and I'm set for editing and revising! Finally, my dream is coming true!

I'll update later when I have more interesting things going on. Peace out!

~Era Out!

Monday, June 14, 2010

Man thongs



This is what I've been working on as means of a "personal project" for a while now. Granted, I've taken a long break from it, but you get the idea.

Not all characters belong to me. In order from left to right:

Valemont (who doesn't always look like Vegeta), Klarissa (floating; his creator), Jasper Solomon, Shelby (creator of James), James Hadrian, The Oracle (Era Lanke; me, on the floor), Karuba Scott, Timothy Scott, Dimitri Albatross (Standing), Alastair Sinclair (laying down), Madyson (Alastair's creator, laying on him).

AND THUS THE PYRAMID OF EPICNESS BEGINS!!

Sunday, May 16, 2010

Yep.



That's the epitomy of it right now.

Yep.

This too shall pass...





Thank God, or else I might just jump off a cliff and end this suffering. Fffffff. Waking up with nothing but writing, drawing, or reading to do is not as fun as I imagined. I also didn't expect everything to become work, and therefore become turned off to it. What happened to the days when I'd just draw in a sketchbook and not give a shit how it turned out? What happened to the days where I could write for literally the entire day and actually get pissed if I was interrupted? Now I can't write a scene without taking a nap in between, or just leaving it and saying 'fuck this, I don't want to do it'. Where has all my inspiration, my passion, my romance for this stuff gone?

Sigh. I'll get it back together soon, you guys. I just have to work on doing stuff... and trying to re-aquaint myself with Marinia, trying to get the mood back. I can write shitty rough drafts, and that's perfectly fine. I can rewrite and revise into perfect, pure, clear and sheer gold. That's fine too. But I can't for the life of me feel any passion in it until I either have music that inspires me, or I feel like it at a random place. I used to be so good at fighting this stuff, but then... what happened? Shit like this just... UGHHH IT'S SO STUUUPIDDDD! OMG FML!!! /dies

Please, carry on. I'll just go back to bed and figure it all out there, then wake up and forget everything again.

Fml.

Friday, May 14, 2010

Karuba's Outfits



The base image (The naked version of the man, first picture) was drawn by a good friend Tim Rockwell. He can be found at his deviantart, however he doesn't update it that much.

I requested he help me draw one of my main villain characters, Karuba, due to his style being a very accentuated and muscley style. Karuba's body type is an upside-down triangle shape, an awkward and unnatural, but symbolic, shape. I have always had trouble drawing him, therefore since my friend knows how to draw muscles and over-exaggerated body shapes, I requested he help me.

I drew some of the basic things Karuba wears over the base (printed out from a scan to sabve the original), but that's all I've done. He needed a reference of his armor and clothing (since he's going to draw more), so I thought this would help. I'm absolutely in love with his Kia'Lichtanon (Keeh-LEESH-tan-on; used to be known as 'Dragoon'; the Aonean (Ho-ney-an) word for warrior) and Y'saria (Yuh-SHRIA; used to be known as 'Assassin'; the Anoean word for assassin or literally 'back-stabber') armor. Eeeeee! *-* Though he rarely ever wears his Y'saria armor (he almost always wears his Kia'lichtanon armor). Ahhhh *-* For his warrior persona, he is the Golden Dragon. For his assassin, the White Lion. ;)

He also wears business suits. Those shoes were so hard to draw! But they ended up actually looking right... so yay! Haha. When around his house, he wears nothing but a transparent robe (open... confident bastard!). His last outfit is the outfit he wears in sacrifices... that's all I'll say about it on here. ;)

Saturday, May 8, 2010

Zombie Nazgul Horse




I call it that, because it IS a zombie. It IS undead. But it's not your typical... horse zombie. Kind of like a ghost and a zombie combined? Physical body, ghost like appearance... undead. That's all I can think of.

Oh, and he's one of my "fursonas".

You can't really call it a fursona, since the word fursona is more, to me, of a description of what I would like to be if I were an animal or anything else. ELUS Lanke, when in Death Steed form, is a fursona. Nakira's unicorn is a fursona. Kodisku used to be a fursona. Even the Oracle and her giraffe form is a fursona of mine. But a fursona really doesn't cut it for this guy, or his other three modes. He's more of a spiritual type, the thing I see when i let my mind wander and my spirit whisper to my head what to see. It's kind of like a deep down psychological image of myself. Something I've always _wanted_ to be, but couldn't unless I was in the spiritual realm of dreams and imagination. The "animal zodiac" is the closest thing I can call it, or my totem animal. It literally _is_ me, on the inside, how I see myself.

I've always thought of myself as a high-strung, yet somewhat kind mustang. You know, I can feel it in my spirit sometimes. A wild and free adventurous spirit just waiting to get out. It just wants to claw right out of me and run around free, wild, and roam the world without a care to what others thing. It's what I really am inside - no, I'm not saying I'm a horse. I'm not a horse; I'm a human woman. But it's... it's not a person or an exact /spirit/, per say, but more of a feeling. An emotion, a desire... a longing. I've always thought this longing as the "spirit" so described in wild horses... and have always wanted to be that type of person to let it all out and just write, draw, gallop, run, scream, make noises, and do anthing I want without restriction. The thought of racing through the wild open terrain excites me. I love driving in cars and watching the grass roll by, and often wonder what it'd be like to live out there (besides knowing the luxuries I have right now would be awful to live without). Exploring is in my nature, in my blood, and so is running wild.

It's just a shame society today has tamed me down into what I feel and look and act like. Yes, such a shame indeed. So sad.

So, back on topic. There's three of them, these 'spirit creatures' or so they call them, other than him. The normal, regular horse I personify myself as when I'm at peace or myself, in perfect balance; the harmonious calm and "zen" state Clydesdale, and the high-strung, temperous Arabian stallion.

My first one, the normal one, is a normal working horse, grey (white) in color, with a black muzzle and blue eyes. He likes to work, although is high spirited and sometimes gets out of the way of his owner (lmao!). I want to say he's a Friesian, but that would be lying to you. He's most likely a Lipizzaner, or one of those generic horses I never know the breed of that you see in movies. Yes. He makes an excellent war steed, and is the middle of the two below. Sometimes I have to be forced to keep walking, to push myself through things, so I picture him being lead by his reigns by the Keeper while being encouraged with a pat or so.

The second is an all-white Clydesdale. I also wish I could say this breed was another (my favorite draft breed is the Shire), but alas, I cannot. He's the gentle, kind, and humble roman-nosed type (not that there is a such thing as a flat-nosed Clyde, no). He's very quiet and humble, not as wild and rambunxious as the other main horse and tends to be me when I'm at rest or in peace with God, or just feel like working/being still. He's the kindest and gentlest of all three, and is sometimes a bit soft, and has a nice pink nose. He always obeys his master and sometimes gives free rides to others.

Then the third one... I don't know why, but the dish nose of an Arabian screams arrogance and pride to me. This fella is a white Arabian with a black nose, and always has his tail high and mighty. He's often there when I'm feeling haughty, or contempt for someone. He likes to parade himself around and say 'look at me! look at me!' and resists _all_ authority. He never listens to Jesus, and is often quite the frisky fighter. He doesn't like to calm down and often gets me into trouble, since the feeling starts with a little prick of Pride, then leads to Arrogance, frustration, anger, and eventually heartache. Stay away from this stallion if at all possible.

Then, there's this guy. The new guy. The Nazgul Beast.

I see myself as this stallion only when I'm hyper-tense or all my emotions have to remain bottled up inside me. It's not an "sad" or "angry" thing either. It hardly ever applies to those emotions. In fact, it goes more for happiness and crazy spotenaity more than depression and angst. The first time I saw this beastie was when I was with my friends, hanging out and having a good time. They had a rave, and we were inside the car just driving around. The music caused so much energy to build up inside me I let my mind wander and saw THIS thing.... just rampaging about, destroying things... to techno music. I honestly loled when I thought about it, but man can it do some damage!

Those teeth just rip and shred anything to pieces. I guess its a good saying that any emotion, when bottled up, can lead to some serious damage - whether positive or negative. I've seen him lately, probably because I've been really hormonally out of it due to... /something/, and I usually get really pissy and angry all the time around this time frame. So instead of unleashing the fury on other people like I used to do, something happened and now I just imagine this thing rampaging around for me... doesn't always help, but hey, it's better than destroying friendships, right?

Lol.

He has no pupils when I see him, but for the sake of drawing he must have pupils. I don't know how he'd look without them when I draw, so it's one of those 'you give it this, it looks more accurate even though it actually is far from it' type deals. Artistic liberty, I suppose.

I call him "Nazgul", or use that term to describe him, even though he 1) has nothing to do with Lord of the Rings, and 2) Nazgul, I don't think, is the right term. It might be, because now that I look it up, they DO pop up under the term nazgul, but still... its the nazgul in the other realm; the white kings, the ones Frodo sees when he slips on the ring with the wraith's right in front of him: http://www.herr-der-ringe-film.de/v2/media/galerie/sonstiges/NazgulSW.jpg . Nazgul isn't the right term for them, right? Either way, I can't stop describing him as a "Nazgul Horse", even though I 1) don't like assosiating characters of mine with other preexisting characters/species, and 2) he was never based off of an actual Nazgul, but popped up one night in my head with no other information than he was white, flowy, ghastly, and had sharp teeth like a mofo. So yes. I didn't copy him from anything, and his name isn't something I'm really happy to mention, but it has to be since he IS what he is.

And... he's not really evil, by the way. More just a fit full of emotions that can't go anywhere. He doesn't mean to or purposefully rampage everything, he just does it because /that's what he does/. Nothing's personal here, except maybe when I'm angry, but that's not him, it's me. He's the one who just rampages around, having to get this emotion out of his system before he explodes... yes. Can change in size depending on mood/amount of pending energy.

Characters are (c) Copyright Me, ERA Lanke, 2010. Not that anyone'd steal them, they're really to simple to steal or reuse or whatever, and don't count as characters. The only one I don't want to see around the internet is the Nazgul stallion, but that's just me. So please, don't steal.

RAAAAAAAAAA! He says, RAH!