Here are my favorite entries for both #septicart events Jack made thus far! I’ve done around 15 pieces in total, but I feel like these really show how much I’ve grown as an artist over time, all thanks to this amazing and welcoming community.
I don’t wanna make a monster post, though this one already seems a bit too long, but I’d like to thank all of the wonderful people I call friends by now for sticking with me throughout this little adventure of mine, for supporting and believing in me and my artwork, no matter how much I despise it myself. Anytime I feel down or like my art is not worth being out here, they always stick with me and have my back. I can’t possibly thank them, or Jack and Robin, as well as Signe, enough for keeping me busy with drawing and thus giving me somewhat of an idea of what I want to do when I’m a little older than 17 years old. Thanks to you I know I can do something that lasts, I know I can create something out of the blue and I know that I can make a difference somehow, in some way.
So, thank you. Simply thank you. I’m glad and hope that I can give at least a little bit back by illustrating these pictures in one way or another. I hope everyone enjoyed these events as much as I did and that everybody had a grand ol’ time, haha!
Fighting tips by the one and only, Jackie Chan (x)(x)
THIS IS ACTUALLY REALLY IMPORTANT GUYS
When I was young, my mom would always tell me that if I’m in danger, the first thing to do is to run and scream, even though I take self defense lessons Coming from JACKIE CHAN, this is SUPER IMPORTANT OKAY
guys if dapper jack is one of the egos’ backstories, like schneeplestein before he became a doctor, or marvin when he was just starting out his magic show, or sometHING like that i might die
either that or i’d totally accept him as his own ego entity like i think of him as a detective or a spy idk someone who can kick ass and look great doing it
I would love for him to be his own ego
But if he’s Marvin in his beginnings I will go cry because omg yessssss!!!!❤❤❤✨✨✨
humans look absurdly like predators to the first species we meet. so much so that the standard practice becomes to cover ourselves almost head to toe to avoid terrifying every diplomat we come across. our eyes remain uncovered, but pretty much everything else stays hidden. my story follows a scout group, mix of thrak’yans (a photosythesising species) and humans, when they encounter a predator and are forced to flee. Thrak’yans look vaguely humanoid, but are incredibly thin and fragile – they’re essentially sentient trees. they have pale green skin and what look like long, flowing robes but are actually huge stretches of leaf that they can use to gain more energy from the sun. on their planet, Son’uu, their main predators were hunted into extinction long ago (a prerequisite for their civilisation), but they still have instinctive fear of anything with teeth or fur.
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Jess had been training to work on this research vessel for years – learning the language, studying the culture, and prepping for zero-gravity inter-shuttle trips. There was no-one at the Galactic Port readier than she was to leave Earth that day.
Thrak’yans were a skittish race, to say the least. She’d been briefed on all the protocols; as the only human on the vessel, she was to always wear her coverings, reveal her face only in her quarters, speak softly, and move slowly. Giving humans a reputation as the “intergalactic warrior death species” wouldn’t be entirely inaccurate, considering they were the only known sentient predator species in the contacted universe, but it wouldn’t be helpful to their ambitions to enter the senate as a budding quadrant trading power, either.
