Tag: PhotoshopCS5.1

Battle Dolls 2

I have thoroughly enjoyed creating many more Battle Dolls…

… Mj seems to love creating gorgeous iterations on this theme…

… I think these little plastic warrior-babes are adorable…

… and the graphic manifestation of the look I have been prompting Mj to create is absolutely perfect…

… these fabulous synthetic sweethearts are exactly as I imagined them…

… I have yet to tire of creating them, but…

… I’ve already created hundreds of them…

… more than I know what to do with!

Battle Dolls

So, as I said in my last post, I created these gorgeous ‘Battle Dolls’…

… I would love to be able to, somehow, make these wonderful figures…

… I think they are adorable…

… and would totally collect the set, if they were a physical thing…

… I created many, many more, these are just the most ruthless culling, and, even then, I couldn’t keep it below 9…

… and I am far from bored with developing the theme…

… so you’ll probably see more of these cuties…

… with their sweet, plastic pouts…

… and their serious attitude (:

Actual Cybergoth!

The whole time I’ve been creating sci-fi babes in Mj, I’ve been trying to create cybergothic sci-fi babes as I see them in my mind. My vision of what cybergoth looks like comes from having been (not so much, now that he’s lost his edge) a huge fan of Alastair Reynolds, a few decades ago, when he, as far as I’m concerned, invented the concept…

… Reynolds’s often dreadlocked characters were grim, hard spacers, usually hundreds of years old, most of their organic bit’s swapped out for cybernetic enhancements. Even naked, they were usually stronger than the average planet-bound person, due to mechanically augmented musculature and superior artificial lungs, that kind of thing…

… but once they suited up, these people were like armoured vehicles, their suits bristling with weapons and strength amplification systems…

… everyone was unsmiling and serious in Reynolds’s stories, almost everyone died horribly, no matter how much you’d grown to like them… I’ve been trying to recreate their look for the last year. For some bizarre reason, right up until recently, when you told Mj you wanted ‘cybergoth’, it thought you meant you wanted someone whose face was covered with stupid, pointless crap that totally ruined otherwise gorgeous results… it seems to have largely stopped doing that, which is wonderful, but it also seems to have gotten a better handle on space armour…

… I’m really pleased with these cybergoth babes. Creating them was a whole lot of fun, and these five are just the tip of the iceberg, I created hundreds, trying to refine the results. Mj loses the plot quite quickly if you change your prompts just that little bit too much… I have loads of images, now, of what I would call ‘cybersamurai’, because I tried developing an image that had a helmet that looked like samurai armour, and because the word ‘armour’ was one of the prompts, Mj lurched off into creating futuristic samurai armour, which is cool, but not what I was going for.

I also created a very doll-like, armoured girl, which lead me to explore an entirely new theme, which I have called ‘Battle Dolls’, I’ll post some of them, next, they are super-gorgeous (:

Are We Victorious?

She stands, exhausted, at the centre of a circle of dead men, their bodies already vanishing beneath the fast-falling snow, her arm trembles with the effort to keep holding her sword, the adrenalin she has been running on for the last few hours has all burned away. All she can hear is the howl of the wind. All the sounds of battle seem to have stopped. She doesn’t know where her bodyguard is, nor any of her lieutenants. She wonders to herself… ‘Are we victorious?’

Survivor

She has been alive for millennia, everyone she ever knew, or loved, has been dust for centuries. She once lived in castles, dressed in the finest silks… now she has no home, other than the night. She must keep moving, there is no safety for her anywhere. She is unbroken, she will endure.

Stormy Knights

Once upon a time, several thousand years from now, there were five princesses. These sisters all had ice-blue eyes, and wild hair, black as the night…

… they were all born with never-before known elemental powers…

… they were born into a war that had been raging for Millenia, born into the house of a mighty Queen deeply engaged in that war, they were the born inheritors of that fight, and, as such, were trained as warriors from the day they opened those stunning eyes…

… they were natural warriors, born leaders. Their mastery of electrical energy and the power of the wind earned them the title…

… the Stormy Knights.

Winds of Time

I don’t have any idea where I am, or when, any more…

… I never notice the transitions, but I continue to inhabit long-dead spaces, and cannot remember the last time I saw another being…

… I appear to have been blown far off-course…

… by the winds of time that you disturbed when you left.

Slipstream

I became aware that there were no longer any other people in the realities I was now moving through…

… and these places I now inhabited, they weren’t even places we used to exist in…

… they were just sad, empty spaces…

… I was, somehow, trapped in the slipstream of your leaving, being dragged ever deeper into a reality of loss and decay.