《Rusty Dream》Plod, November Fourteenth
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Truly, here, what could be construed as new? "Surely this is what it means to give into worldly ways." The exacting skill of the animator is impressive, one could say as well as anything else. A single look at the character designs of Violet Evergarden–or, yes, Hibike Euphonium–and the level of detail overwhelms. All this, drawn thousands of times to match? Each day a small increment of drawing will be chipped off the old block, and in time–perhaps–such complexity will seem only natural.
One of the great challenges of animation is cleanup, which is the tracing of frames for scanning. The thickness and shape of every line must match the animator's, and the tracing must also be clean enough to use as the final product. Apparently new animators take around three months to complete their first cleanup assignment–which is, incidentally, the standard probationary period in the industry.
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Beyond The Game (Abandoned)
Kaine sighed as his foe advanced once more, never letting up, barely giving him time to breathe. He pressed forward as well, excited and ready, welcoming the bloodshed that was to come. His short blade, meeting the bestial warrior's bone-made longsword. Their weapons clattering sound into each of their ears when they clashed. Kaine pushed, as did his foe, beginning the contest of strength. A dance which Kaine controlled the steps of. As their eyes met, both of them weary, but Kaine's expression was resolved...maddened almost. Whilst his foe's was fear-struck, the creature was terrified down to its core. As were its comrades which surrounded them, watching, waiting for an opening to have at Kaine themselves. Seeing many...but they faltered, as the dead had seen the same openings before. Their battered, broken and still freshly bleeding bodies laying sprawled about their surroundings. It is just one... One of them thought in shaken disbelief. Just...Just one man but he kills so many...smiling even! Glancing from the dead, and back at Kaine as he slew another. No...this is no man... Was its panicked conclusion. This one's a monster! As Kaine turned to face it, weapon ready and grinning widely throughout his approach.
8 168Even I Don't Want to See the World Burn Down: Rank SSS Demon
A very powerful demoness by the nickname Amethyst has been causing chaos and destruction for over 1000 years, except over the last couple hundred years, she's become rather bored and hasn't really done much out in the world. Until one day, encouraged by a friend, she heads out once again to wreak havoc on the world only to run across a half-elf half devil child. Not having been in the situation before, she decides to take the child and raise it herself. Diguising herself as a devil as well, Amethyst goes to a nearby human city with the child to raise it in a more "suitable" environment. Follow along Amethyst and her "adopted" child as they adapt to changing fantasy world with advancing technology, a diverse range of beings like elves and arachne, and the destructive power of monsters and other demons. And of course, they can't just be left to their own devices cause the world is set to turn into an intolerable hellscape if no one does anything about it. Not even Amethyst wants that to happen. *Author's note: this story is a work in progress meaning chapters may get deleted, editing will happen, and chapter releases will be irregular as I'm doing this just for fun. Plus this is my first time working on this sort of thing. So if you're ok with all of that, read along. Of course, comments and feedback are always welcome. Update 7 June 22: Life has been busy with family and work so this is a very slow updating story, for which I apologize (I like to read too).
8 156Daybreak Palace: Legends of the Guiding Threads
It is said that the universe is a tapestry, woven by hundreds of thousands of tiny threads. Among those threads there are those that affect the fate of the entire tapestry. They are known as the Guiding Threads. Wherever that thread may go, others are destined to follow. This is the legend of a single Guiding Thread. On the night before her twentieth birthday, Tianna discovers a secret about herself that had been kept from her since the day she was born. She was the heir to the throne of Althaedor and the Queen was patiently awaiting her arrival. The problem was those who were not patiently waiting. The select few among the members of the Queen’s Council that were aware of Tianna’s existence jumped at the opportunity to raise a naive princess themselves before she reached her mother’s side. Thus she sets out on a journey to meet the Queen and find the truth before she is caught by her greedy pursuers. (Cover photo by Louis Maniquet)
8 141Illusory
There was a girl whose feelings changed the world around her, and with every step little smoke clouds emanated from her feet. Her soul pulled right out of her chest like a long, blue comet with a tail, and swirled around her body like a protective blue flame. When she walked in a tight space the very metal itself around her melted and shifted so that she was walking in a cage of blue light, a cage of her own devising. Please read the original Tapas version for the best experience! Updates every day.
8 226Bottom Various! x Top female reader! ON-HOLD!
Welcome to the wonderful world of oneshots! Come in and take a seat my fellow female doms, we clearly don't get enough appreciation in the world of fanfics. But! Time has changed to where we now have our own power to create. Which is exactly what I did, feel free to give requests (ONLY ON THE REQUEST PAGE!). Enjoy, relax and enjoy the show.WARNING: SEXUAL ACTION TAKES PLACE IN MOST CHAPTERS!DO NOT ENTER IF YOU ARE NOT COMFORTABLE WITH THAT OR NOT OF LEGAL AGE TO BE READING ADULT CONTENT!
8 270absolution.
When Tommy dies, he expects to see Wilbur. Or Schlatt. Hell, even Mexican Dream. After all, that'd mean that there was at least an afterlife in the DreamSMP. What he doesn't expect is to wake up to another world, one that his communicator tells him isn't exactly a server. He can't seem to find any other servers, this one doesn't have a whitelist, and... there's no admin. No Dream. Instead, there are heroes. Heroes, villains, vigilantes, and civilians. There are powers called quirks, and they don't come from hybrid traits--they're natural. There's an entirely different society, one that doesn't have records of discs, mistakes, and the Blood God in its history for its base. There are schools that teach hero-wannabes how to soar to the top, and there are villains capable of flipping the world over its very roots. There were no heroes in his past life. Tommy himself is far from one.Yet maybe, in this life, he can at least try to be there for those who need it.===or; in which Tommy Innit "Theseus" Craft becomes a vigilante, a cafe barista, and then a somewhat-hero, wrecking BnHA canon in the processor, a dsmp x bnha crossover because i'm in love with the idea===(WARNING: this fic will depict lots, and i mean Lots, of sensitive themes, including but not limited to: violence, trauma, suicide themes, etc. due to the dsmp in general as well as how i'm making this realistic as i can. if you are triggered by some of these sensitive topics or what c!tommy goes through, DO NOT READ THIS. PLEASE.)also, please read in dark mode!!===#1 in mcytxbnha 4/28/22
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