the contest
Blog Entry: the contest
Blog Entry: the contest
I hereby issue a challenge, a contest, a request.
I want to see what you see. I write and I try to put down in words what I can see in my mind, my imagination. I want to see how other people see what I write. I want to see what you see from my writing. It is to that purpose that I have moved my rant to a blog and am now issuing this request. I will at the end of this be posting a brief scene of a character (I don't know yet if there will be more to it later or not but I will post it in my gallery later). My challenge, my request is for you to draw/sculpt/paint/sketch/create in some way a representation of one or the other or both of the forms of the character in the scene, or if you so wish and feel up to it a rendering of the transformation between the forms, or anything about the scene that comes to mind for you.. make it your own. Make it how you see it in your mind .. this is to help me better my writing and to also see more clearly how others see what I write so that I can better write To people. I will not give any thing more about the character now but if you have other questions feel free to ask me them .. whether by PM or comment or by emailing me at matt.moat@ymail.com style does not concern me in theses make it chibi make it realistic whatever it should be fun for all of you who participate too seeing how others draw the same thing as you in different ways I ask only that you tiltle your submissions Atomic Enigma though color doesn't matter on it .. as I am told of of completed and submitted pics I will post the creators name and a direct link to the pic so please participate if you can .. as of now there is no firm time limit to this .. though I would like to have a vote/poll over the completed ones by the end of the year that is the future though and btw feel free to leave comments on the scene or on my story in my gallery .. which will hopefully soon have a completed second chapter
A shadowy gray form moves out from the forest where before there was only shadow. Once onto the plains a slight reddish cast to the medium gray fur can be seen and a deep blood red mane and tail brush. The lion takes a further two steps then smoothly stands showing himself to be a Neko, a cat dǽmon, one of the few remaining species of animal dǽmons. His fur lies like a heavy covering of hair, just thick enough to hide the skin but thin enough to show the contours of a well muscled body. He moves through the waist high stalks of grain, hard shining eyes flashing blue one minute green the next, his hair and beard meeting mane like around his shoulders but not hiding a strongly planed face. The whole time his ears constantly flit about alertly searching for the sound of any approach while his tail is always swaying about ready should the need arise to help with balance for a sudden spring or to lash out whip like at any threat. A deep red ridge of scar tissue runs across his chest from the outside of his right shoulder over his collar bone across his chest before forking lightning like over his heart. Yet as obvious as it should be it goes mostly unnoticed for the eyes are drawn now, as he steps out of the shade of the forest into the light of the sun, back to his mane like hair. Or rather the many shiny feathers in gold beads that now glint and reveal themselves in the sun. Suddenly leaping forward he is once more a lion, the shining feathers still strung through his hair clicking their golden beading together lightly, the only faint sound he makes as he speeds through the grains, though even those would silence if he wanted them to be. Soon this majestic form is lost from sight not even a swaying of the grain to mark his progress, and soon after you awaken. Who was he you can’t help but wonder, where could he be that you had never heard of him or seen him before. How could something like him exist in your world without someone having discovered him or his species before, and how did you know he was real. Where did your dream/vision come from? Why do you feel the urge to seek him out now whether to help or to harm him you aren’t completely sure yourself. For now you decide to just draw what you saw before the memory fades, though you know in you that it won’t fade at all.
I want to see what you see. I write and I try to put down in words what I can see in my mind, my imagination. I want to see how other people see what I write. I want to see what you see from my writing. It is to that purpose that I have moved my rant to a blog and am now issuing this request. I will at the end of this be posting a brief scene of a character (I don't know yet if there will be more to it later or not but I will post it in my gallery later). My challenge, my request is for you to draw/sculpt/paint/sketch/create in some way a representation of one or the other or both of the forms of the character in the scene, or if you so wish and feel up to it a rendering of the transformation between the forms, or anything about the scene that comes to mind for you.. make it your own. Make it how you see it in your mind .. this is to help me better my writing and to also see more clearly how others see what I write so that I can better write To people. I will not give any thing more about the character now but if you have other questions feel free to ask me them .. whether by PM or comment or by emailing me at matt.moat@ymail.com style does not concern me in theses make it chibi make it realistic whatever it should be fun for all of you who participate too seeing how others draw the same thing as you in different ways I ask only that you tiltle your submissions Atomic Enigma though color doesn't matter on it .. as I am told of of completed and submitted pics I will post the creators name and a direct link to the pic so please participate if you can .. as of now there is no firm time limit to this .. though I would like to have a vote/poll over the completed ones by the end of the year that is the future though and btw feel free to leave comments on the scene or on my story in my gallery .. which will hopefully soon have a completed second chapter
A shadowy gray form moves out from the forest where before there was only shadow. Once onto the plains a slight reddish cast to the medium gray fur can be seen and a deep blood red mane and tail brush. The lion takes a further two steps then smoothly stands showing himself to be a Neko, a cat dǽmon, one of the few remaining species of animal dǽmons. His fur lies like a heavy covering of hair, just thick enough to hide the skin but thin enough to show the contours of a well muscled body. He moves through the waist high stalks of grain, hard shining eyes flashing blue one minute green the next, his hair and beard meeting mane like around his shoulders but not hiding a strongly planed face. The whole time his ears constantly flit about alertly searching for the sound of any approach while his tail is always swaying about ready should the need arise to help with balance for a sudden spring or to lash out whip like at any threat. A deep red ridge of scar tissue runs across his chest from the outside of his right shoulder over his collar bone across his chest before forking lightning like over his heart. Yet as obvious as it should be it goes mostly unnoticed for the eyes are drawn now, as he steps out of the shade of the forest into the light of the sun, back to his mane like hair. Or rather the many shiny feathers in gold beads that now glint and reveal themselves in the sun. Suddenly leaping forward he is once more a lion, the shining feathers still strung through his hair clicking their golden beading together lightly, the only faint sound he makes as he speeds through the grains, though even those would silence if he wanted them to be. Soon this majestic form is lost from sight not even a swaying of the grain to mark his progress, and soon after you awaken. Who was he you can’t help but wonder, where could he be that you had never heard of him or seen him before. How could something like him exist in your world without someone having discovered him or his species before, and how did you know he was real. Where did your dream/vision come from? Why do you feel the urge to seek him out now whether to help or to harm him you aren’t completely sure yourself. For now you decide to just draw what you saw before the memory fades, though you know in you that it won’t fade at all.