for a single like i will draw wilson beating the shit out of elon musk
coming on here to say that i make warly legitimately the goat in sisyphean men. a feminist, wonderful with children, intelligent, funny, kind, nurturing, patient, strong, self-reliant. he is an excellent swordsman and a decent fighter (spent some time in the french navy).
he is so sweet with wendy and lets her act like a child instead of an example of her parents. lets her grieve her sister properly and helps her cope with loss healthily. makes sure she has warm meals. makes sure she can sleep in a soft bed. lets her play and create with paints and clay and flowers. tells her stories at bedtime. sings french lullabies to her. protects her with everything in him. listens to her when she has something to say and doesnt hide things from her. warly, my beloved.
okay, so im sure some people have seen my mimic wilson concept design. i want to expand on that a bit and say that i really, really want to make a horror mod that allows one mimic to exist at a time in a dst server.
itll be challenging, but i want to figure out how to make it "mimic" a player in the world. the way i want to make this mod function is that the mimic enemy can only mimic present characters; it cannot be a character that isnt already in the server. so if a world has a wes, wolfgang, wanda, and wurt, there cant be a mimic wilson, willow, or whoever else; thatll just give its position away.
i want to design in-game models of each character in each phase of the mimic: the passive phase, where the mimic is trying to blend in, the wary phase, where the mimic feels compromised/threatened, and the attack phase, where it no longer has to pretend its human. predictably, with every phase, it becomes more uncanny and looks less like the character its trying to pretend to be. in its wary phase, players can faintly hear what sounds like choking or stifled breath. at the attack phase, the mimic is much louder and breathing heavily, but it sounds like something that has never had lungs using lungs to breathe. and it sounds excited.
for behavior, i want it to typically follow a lone player throughout the map, picking up things and giving the player items like another player would. it wants to corner a player and get them alone to off them, but it has to get the player to believe its a real person and not a mimic. hell, i want to program a way to have the mimic speak, matching how its actual counterpart would speak (meaning, lets say a wigfrid types like i do, all lowercase and with improper grammar. i want to figure out a way to have the mimic copy this way of typing to speak to other players).
i mean, how crazy would it be to be an actual player and see that the text chat has messages you never said in it; then having to tell whoever the mimic is near that its not you and that they need to run away from the thing. but your friend is so far from you and the others on the server. theyre alone with this thing. and once this thing realizes that your friend knows, it breaks its character model and becomes malformed. and fast.
hey! i know you personally and i really like your art, but i'm shy to say this to you directly. i want to say that, for a fandom as small of this, i don't think any of your art or works are bombing. 50 notes is huge compared to someone like me who gets 15 on a good day! i understand that you're taking a break for your mental health and i'm happy to hear you're prioritizing it, but i want you to know that your work *is* well received and liked. no matter how much you hate your work, i know for a fact there are plenty of people who love it. every time you post something i'm amazed at how clean everything is, and i know so many people who are envious about your lining skills. your art style is charming and it's clear you put a lot of love into your work.
i'm so so sorry that you struggle with self worth in your art so much, and again i want you to know that your art is loved by many. 50 notes doesn't seem like a lot, but think about it like this: that's 50 interactions on a single post. each person can only really do 2-3 interactions. that's still 15-25 people who are engaging with and like your work, even if it's only to leave a like on it. it means people are seeing and *enjoying* what you're making.
one final thing: some people exist on the internet purely to make other people feel like sh-t. if someone's coming into your messages and anons telling you you're hurting people by making art then they can go f-ck themselves because you are hurting nobody, except for making people jealous of your amazing art skills that *you* worked *very hard* for! and i mean it.
stay safe on your break and just know that we (the don't starve community) will be waiting eagerly (but patiently) for your return.
~🍪
firstly. thank you for saying all this. thank you for being so kind to me. and im so sorry. i got into my own head because of really bad anons and just. forgot a lot of really good points you brought up. i feel so embarrassed over how triggered i was. i am so sorry, and i am very grateful to you and for everything you said. im so thankful for your and others support. it made me cry happy tears after the horrible things people said to me on anon (im so glad you sent this before i turned anon off to protect myself from people only looking to hurt me). you are right, we are a smaller fandom, and im grateful to everyone who likes what i do. i was so overwhelmed and hurt, and let bad people get into my head...thank you again.
also, you deserve more engagement! you are worthy of much praise and appreciation from us all! when you post next, i hope i can catch your work so i can show you the same kindness youve shown me!
im sorry, i am here today to talk about my fic sisyphean men, and what i really mean to say is i am here to gas myself up because ive been planting little seeds amidst the mundane introductions to the characters. in chapter 1, wilson mentions to maxwell that he was tracking some meteorite that he deduced fell somewhere east. this was no common meteorite.
in chapter 3, the group that abducts wickerbottom make mention of some fallen star (i also characterized wilson as more educated, i made sure to have him use the proper term for the object while the farmer used the term "fallen star" bc she doesnt know the actual name); this is the same meteorite wilson was tracking, and when the teenager of the group came into close contact with the thing, unseen, foreign bacteria entered her body via her skin. she quickly fell incredibly ill. as her immune system was failing to fight off the infection, the group fell to barbarism, which prompted them to target wickerbottom to be their sacrifice (they needed her still beating human heart to make a telltale heart, a thing the german of the group mentions as a possible failsafe in the event of the childs death).
in the chapter i am currently working on, wx awakens when their sensors detect the meteorite entering the constants atmosphere. this is their sole purpose: to find this meteorite and document everything about it. this also indicates that this chapter takes place in the early spring, late winter; long before maxwell happens upon wilson. so there will be mentions of wx detecting maxwell, and their systems are unsure of what to classify him as since maxwell is no longer completely human (this is mostly for the audience because ive showcased that maxwells body has undergone an extreme change). wx notes that he is crying, however, and then they move on because they are unfeeling and too preoccupied with their mission.
in chapter 3, the racist american makes mention of warly swindling the group, which is going to be mentioned in greater detail by warly later. its meant to illustrate the groups desperation, as at one point they were simply seeking out help rather than sacrifice; and the racist believed that warly "swindled" them, when warlys account disputes otherwise. he did try to help, with what little medical knowledge he knew; but whatever afflicts the girl is beyond human medicine.
oh, and one last thing; i used a very rare adjective to describe maxwells eye color. that was purposeful. i described them as lincoln green, so that in chapter two, wendy could mention how her father jack would tell her that she had her uncles eyes. lincoln green, he would call them, like robin hoods tunic. lil thing to tell the audience who didnt already know that wendy and maxwell are related.
just lil seeds everywhere.
new idea of maxwell and wilsons next chapter; its maxwell shaving wilsons face bc they dont have a mirror and wilson keeps missing patches on his face. its a very subdued chapter. they bicker about keeping chester then maxwell talks his father being a politician in london and what that meant for him and jack growing up. he also brings up how he was expected to have various skills like singing, playing a musical instrument (piano in his case), handling a rifle, and fencing; just because he and jack were examples of his father and they had to be exceptional young men.
he also brings up a story about the time he went fox hunting for the first time, and how he was scared of actually killing a creature. both him and jack were, but jack accidentally kills the beast by misfiring his rifle. he told maxwell that he would pretend to shoot it and scare it off, but he missed missing the fox and they had to watch it pass on in pain. jack was given so much praise that he actually enjoyed, while maxwell was ignored and even chastised. his father, atticus, knelt down and put his hand on his shoulder, saying, "therell come a time when youll understand; cruelty isnt cruel if its nature."
which ties into the whole discussion of "nurture vs. nature" and that being cruel wasnt maxwells inherent nature; it was how he was nurtured that made him cruel.
wilson doesnt like that story and calls maxwells dad an asshole, which maxwell doesnt really respond to. he just moves on from the subject by adding that he also knows how to tap-dance. they talk some more, and wilson asks maxwell why he wanted to be a stage magician, something he was objectively bad at, if he had all these promising skills. maxwell is like "well, simply put, it made me happy." and wilson relates to this, opening up as well as he tells maxwell about the expectations his parents put on him to become a physician like his mother. he adds that he was naturally gifted like his mom, she even said he had perfect surgeons hands; but being like his mom wouldnt make him happy. he was a scientist, not a doctor.
we love an unlikely pair bonding and discovering that if not for the circumstances, they would make ideal friends.
then of course it devolves into the magic trick and maxwell finding that he forgot how beautiful wilson was without the nasty beard, and then he panics for being attracted to wilson.
I redrew a cool shot from Creed 2... :3
Original reference:
Wilson training for a boxing match in a hot afternoon in The Constant...
I tried for the lighting... :P
Also for @onryousagi (the idea of boxer Wilson I inspired of lol)... :D
Also try listening to "Runnin'", I listened to this while drawing that shot...
Training montage version:
Original version:
sketch of a cute maxwil thing! wee wilson wearing maxwells big ass coat while picking berries lol im lining him rn 💖
hey so does anyone know of any free animation programs? rn im like tony stark and im making lil animatics in a cave with a box of scraps (im using tiktoks video editor lol). i want to start teaching myself animation, and while the tiktok editor is teaching me about how in-depth animation is and about timing and syncing, animation is not what the editor is for. i want a real program.