Jensie is one of my favourite pro cyclists, because he’s funny and fast-talking and wise and seems like a really nice guy. Decided not to draw the same old happy publicity shot that I did for everyone else, but instead to use a silly face! Not quite successful, but I’m still learning and don’t practice enough.
Happy Sunday to my bff : P
Stuey O’Grady! One of the quiet but long-riding, high-profile domestiques. Who doesn’t quite look like himself. Well, improvement is always slow.
Drawing bike helmets is a pain. o_O I had to desaturate the picture in order to figure out the red, white, and black, and the reflections, and the holes and shapes. Dang.
(Jensie and Andy will be upcoming at some point… but I have a few other projects getting in the way. You waited six years for these guys, you can wait a few more weeks. XD )
George Hincapie has always seemed a pretty decent guy to me. I first knew him as the person who shepherded Mark Cavendish to flat-stage win after flat-stage win on the HTC-Columbia team, and later as Cadel Evans‘ lieutenant. I only dimly knew about all the Lance Armstrong drama, but I never really liked Lance – I sort of did because the media did, back then, but I found the focus on him kind of annoying, probably because I never watched him when he was winning races. And I also didn’t like him because he seemed to do things just to get the camera on him. He didn’t seem like a nice person. Then the doping came out, and now it’s clear that he’s not a nice person. And now everyone has a reason to feel ‘meh’ about him.
That is way too many words put towards someone who I don’t like and who isn’t the focus of this picture. George is all right (his own doping aside). I stole his name for one of my stories.
This strange-looking being is supposed to be Tommy Voeckler, le Petit Prince of cycling. I loved him since the …first…? year we watched the Tour de France and he won on an immense breakaway down into some coastal town… you could see the peloton coming up behind him but he just sat up and grinned because they weren’t going to catch him.
Tried to draw Cadel Evans. Not sure I succeeded. Anyway, I’ve been a fan of Cadel for a long time, especially when he moved over to BMC and gained a team that would pull for him. Remember that time he smashed his elbow in a little group spill and pulled through the next day without telling anyone? He might have lost yellow that time, but damn that takes guts. I was really happy for him when he won the Tour! : D
It’s been a while since I drew a real human being, huh? And actually, I’ve probably drawn more real human beings this year than anything else. Weird. Anyway, this is from a couple weeks ago when I was checking off OLD projects from my to-do list, beginning with those portraits of professional cyclists whom I admire. This is Frank Schleck, the older of the two Schleck brothers from Luxembourg. The top of his head is missing because that’s how the photo was cropped.
This game has OBSESSED me. I haven’t even finished Recursion mode yet (trying to beat Performance Test 7 and also play with all limiters on – kinda hard XD ). But… I needed to write this, to look at Red and her man in happier times. I’ve chosen the name John for my boxer, though I tried not to use it too much. (I realized after I started using it regularly that his haircut suggests he’s a bit of a Mark, tho : P ) I adore these two; they are my new OTP for all time or something. At least until I find my next OTP.
I also tried not to explain the songs too much from my point of view; just like the rest of the game, everyone has their own meanings. Hopefully you can catch the gist of my interpretations without overriding your own, if you know what I mean. Except for that one song, I had to go into detail there because I really didn’t get it. (Still don’t get The Spine, though… post theories in the comments? XD ) Also a big exercise in “show-don’t-tell”, thank you to my main beta reader who always pushes me to do better there (and who helped me brainstorm big chunks of setting here). Keep letting me know what I missed, you’re awesome.
There is a bit of musician real-talk in this fic. (I’m so happy, a protagonist I can write realistic details for without doing piles of research!) If it’s about music and in here, it’s probably true. Cool, huh?
Essentially this is a giant piece of fluff, even the serious parts, so if you like fluff, super fluff, all the fluff, READ ON
If you haven’t played Transistor, DO THAT FIRST OR ELSE THIS WON’T MAKE SENSE AND ALSO COLOSSAL SPOILERS AND ALSO IT’S AN AMAZING GAME
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So I wrote a Transistor fanfic… I’m writing another longer one about Red and friend, but this one came into my head last night. I’ve edited it a bit, but please give me your feedback! <3
Note: Since this writing, I found the subtitle files and read through them, which informed me that apparently Sybil departed from her comrades in the Camerata to find Red on her own before becoming Processed, so this fic doesn’t square with that obviously.
Sybil
Tonight would be the night. Tonight I would be able to get rid of him, and save her, and maybe she would hate me at first, but someday she would understand.
The same hour that I first heard her sing Paper Boats, I went to my comrades in the Camerata and presented Red as a desirable target. That song, overflowing with adoration and steadfast tenderness for that nobody, should never have been written. I could not have borne it any longer. He had to die.
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So here’s Liz Cousland from my DAO fics, post-dramatic haircut, with her lightning sword, supposedly leading a charge on Denerim. She didn’t have a Warden flag then, but the court painter insisted. Said it would be “dramatic” and “good for posterity”. ; ) Also, her theme song. : D Continue reading
