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|Ground Hog Day: Excellent
magnusch Marvel Comics 2017/2/20 22:14
|The Leader figured out a way to siphon off some of Barry's speed force in order to capture at least one Hulk...|
|Superbabe of the Week: Rogue
Lady Heromorph Marvel Comics 2017/2/19 18:41
|Sexy Superheroes has always been our thing here at Heromorph so let's celebrate it! Each week, we'll be picking a new sexy superhero and posting an image a day from some of our gallery's best artists. Be sure to stop by the forum for a peek. If you're really brave, feel free to do a sexy new image of this week's hero in the gallery and we'll be sure to include yours as well. For this week, we'll be doing Rogue. Enjoy.|
Artists shown here are petercotton, Wolverine1607, Tiangtam, lordcoyote and Billy.
|Period Piece: Wonder Woman Nouveau
pijon Monthly and other challenges 2017/2/19 1:36
|Since lateness seems to be a running theme with me lately, I decided to make this possibly the latest challenge entry ever (by around 18 months, I think)! I tried to go with a Nouveau style even though I'm completely lacking here in the floral motifs which were prominent in this style. Anyway, on to the next thing I'm late with!|
|Wonder Girl, original version
MF DC Comics 2017/2/18 1:12
|My attempt at the original Donna Troy version of Wonder Girl from the old 1960's version of the Teen Titans. (I was originally going to draw Raven but changed my mind. I still might do her down the road a bit.)|
|You did what why
Obsidian Original Characters 2017/2/16 18:28
|The alien spilled his guts thought not literally. In no time it's just myself, Shadawar, Thunderbolt, and Panterra. When we arrive at the aliens citadel, we discover that the place is seriously well guarded. I make a call to the other Obsidians and the battle begins. I fly in through the chaos with the Wraith, and slip in completely unnoticed. Thunderbolt who once said he wouldn't follow me into a shopping mall sticks to my plan and the aliens who found it so very easy to take down my alternate selves are finding this hero a bit more difficult to manage. The ones that don't get electrocuted, are pummeled into sweet unconsciousness. My sensors can barely perceive the action but what I catch is pretty cool. Thunderbolt's speed is unrivaled in all the known galaxies and it truly is a sight to behold. As the guards drop by the dozen as we continue to fight our way inside to the inner sanctum until finally we reach the center. The room is spherical with a throne in the center and 4 control panels surrounding the massive pedestal on which that throne sits. Upon that throne sits an alien unlike the others, larger more intimidating and garbed differently than the others. He rises to his feet and simply lifts his hand and a massive forcefield springs to life. |
"I applaud your tenacity, but you will not go any farther here."
Thunderbolt's lightning bounces harmlessly off the field completely ineffective, as does Panterra's shield, and my own bullets. Even Shadawar's Psi-Blade fails to so much as scratch the thing.
"Your weapons and powers will avail you nothing against this barrier."
"That may be true..." I add "But you're stuck inside. And the second you step foot outside of that thing I'm going to put you down. With the help of my friends of course."
He sighs and shakes his head.
"You are indeed the Prime, none of the others took so much as a second to contemplate gathering their allies. They each were confident they could protect their friends and loved ones. Never once did they think that perhaps their friends and allies could have saved them. The loss of those was a tragedy, had we known the effect that our scans had on them we would have stopped sooner and avoided all this senseless conflict."
His words have me at a loss, I thought they wanted this conflict.
"You have me at a loss. You were the ones who attacked us. You've killed us by the thousands and now you say it was all an accident?"
"Our troops were sent simultaneously throughout the myriad realities. Their mission was to seek out the prime Obsidian, and gain his...your...assistance. Time has not passed for us as it has for all of you. For my people it has been mere weeks since I order the search and my soldiers have only just returned. Their reports of your deaths were most alarming, and quite unexpected. The energy pulse we used was supposed to be harmless, but on those who were not the prime it simply destroyed their life force. When their allies attacked my men, they defended themselves. So much death, and now it has to end."
"Is this some sort of trick? Do you expect us to believe you meant no harm to us after your people slaughtered us by the thousands? You have got to be insane."
All of my scans from Voice Stress Analysis, to Heartbeat Monitoring, say he's telling the truth or at least he believes he is. Still there's a lot of dead folks to answer for. There is only one way however, to tell if he means what he says.
"Fine. Let's say I believe you. Drop this forcefield and turn yourself over to my custody, and we'll talk."
he takes a deep breath and I wait for him to refuse...but he doesn't.
"So be it. If that is the only way to end this I will surrender and my soldiers will stand down. We are at your mercy."
He gives the order to his men and the fight is over. We escort him to an interrogation room to be questioned as soon as we figure out exactly what it is we want to ask. I for one cannot believe how this has twisted around. They went from die hard enemy to just giving up. It just doesn't kae sense.
"So egghead, what do we do now?"
Thunderbolt's question is the one on everyone's mind right now and I honestly don't have an answer.
'Captain, I believe our first step must be to ask the question: Why were they doing this in the first place."
"Captain?" Thunderbolt asks Shadawar wryly. "Wait a second, you actually call this guy Captain?"
"Obsidian has proven himself to be a more than competent commander and leader. As captain he always has his crew's best interest and we are each willing to lay down our lives for him and he for us."
"Well I'll be damned." Thnderbolt says in disbelief.
"What?" I ask in return certain there'll be some smartass remark for my trouble.
"Well it just that I never thought you'd grow up. I guess it takes elves a bit longer but it happens, consider me impressed."
"Kiss my ass."
"There's the Obsidian I know."
"If you two are quite done we have more important things to do."
Panterra, ever the voice of reason is nonetheless right. We'll have time for useless chatter later.
So the question to ask is: Why did they need the Prime in the first place? Hopefully this whole nightmare will be over soon.
|Spicy Western Stories #1 Montana Jones
Dragondack Other Comics 2017/2/16 3:34
|Out of the confusion of the previous Corrupt Office.|
A Newly appointed Peace Officer has been elected.
Big Sky Country has a New Sister Protector.
“Montana Jones” and her family go back generations,
in this Mountainous region and have always stood for Justice.
Now everybody know things are going to be very Different,
Because “There’s a New Sheriff in Town”
|Conan 4385 Curse of the Chimera.jpg
Obsidian Original Characters 2017/2/13 4:13
|Conan 4385, challenges the guardian of the temple of Imurgh, a deadly Chimera. It is not clear which of the two is in more danger...as Conan is every bit as fierce as any Chimera.|
Chimera's possess the head and body of a massive lion (nearly 4 times the size of a regular lion) but have the head of a great Ram and a Dragon. Some have the dragon's head attached to their tail while other have it mounted next to the others. Chimera's can fly with their massive wings and are incredibly dangerous. Chimera's have a mean temper at all times and should not be approached if it can be avoided, the can bite with any or all of their heads and as a bonus can breathe fire like a true dragon. While not as potent as a true Dragon's fire it nonetheless dangerous. Their claws are nearly the size of daggers and are fully retractable. They can tear through the toughest non-conventional armors although magical armor seems to be more resilient against their attacks. Fortunately these massive beasts are not possessed of great intelligence being only marginally smarter than the average canine. However, even with that much intelligence they refuse to be tamed, and have turned on anyone foolish enough to try even if trained from birth. Chimera's in the wild reproduce by laying clutches of eggs, so evil are these creatures that their first act upon hatching is to kill and devour their siblings. So that no more than one in every clutch survives, and as vicious as they are it's a good thing too. Chimera's are fiercely territorial and will attack anyone and anything that encroaches upon their domains...even being foolish enough to attack full grown dragons.
|VIXENS OF VALOR #2 (Final color) by Jinky Coronado, Mel Joy San Juan, and Katrina MaeHao
JinkyCoronado Other Comics 2017/2/12 4:11
|Final color version of the second VIXENS OF VALOR pinup! Layout by me, art by Mel Joy San Juan, color by Katrina Mae Hao.|
VIXENS OF VALOR TM & Marc Heller & Glass House Graphics
Art © 2017 Marc Heller & Glass House Graphics
|Dungeons and not Dragons
Obsidian Original Characters 2017/2/11 8:17
|After questioning the traitor we discover that the Aliens that have been attacking us may not necessarily be doing it for sinister purposes. We've gotten the temporal coordinates for a temple of sorts and have infiltrated the place and are making our way through to the inner most reaches. As one might suspect the place is loaded with traps, as I assumed it would be. The whole scenario is playing out like some sort of bad movie. everything is so cliche. Panterra and Shadawar along with Obsidian Psi-Mage are close '|
behind. As we make our way I can't help but notice the how ancient the whole place seems. My scan set it at millions of years and some of it is crumbling. The walls are covered in ancient hieroglyphs which my computer is trying to decipher with no success. There's some magic at work here but it's carefully hidden. We can detect is presence but not what type or purpose. Panterra begins sniffing...literally, as though he has caught a scent.
"Stop" he says cautiously "I've picked up an unfamiliar scent, very fresh."
"Ahead and then around the first corner."
"You have point then."
As Panterra moves to the front of our party the Psi-Mage speaks up.
"Are you certain that is a good idea? He's not one of us."
"I know and that's what I'm counting on. Speaking of which, how come none of you guys brought your friends along? Seems like a logical move."
"This was thought to be best handled by only the Obsidian's. Our friends have no knowledge of these events."
"You kept it a secret? Are you guys all riding the short bus? What did you think you were protecting them from? Nothing good comes from keeping things from your friends simply because you think they wouldn't understand, or because you're trying to protect them. I don't do anything alone, as you'll soon see."
As we turn the corner the place opens up into row upon row of pillars with what appears to be an altar in the center. Stealthily we make our way to the center and spread out to make a more difficult target. A lone figure stands in the center and what at first appeared to be a simple altar can now be seen clearly for the command console that it is. The alien operating it doesn't seem to notice us as we get closer and closer. Then suddenly without warning he raises his hand and The Psi-Mage is gone, vaporized in a flash of blue-white light along with the pillar he was hiding behind. The little bastard's victory is short lived as a red shuriken impales his hand. A split second later it explodes removing said hand and sending the creature flying. Before it can recover it's lifted high into the air and dangles their unable to move thanks to Shadawar's Psionics. I draw my pistol and tell the red skinned being
"I'm not sure if you know how this works but I promise you two things: You're gonna answer my questions, and It's gonna hurt each time you don't."
Then he starts laughing, and it doesn't take long to figure out why. In his good hand is a detonator. I scan the place frantically searching for explosives and find plenty. The whole place is rigged to blow The thing speaks but my on board translators can't decipher itBut I know what he's saying...and before he can make good on it a voice comes over my comms.
"Don't sweat pal, I got this one."
The room lights up for just a split second and I know what just happened. I lift my faceplate and look right at the alien and say boldly.
"Go for it!"
He smiles smugly and depresses the button...but nothing happens. He looks puzzled and presses the button over and over and over Still nothing. From the shadows a voice, the same voice from my comms, says.
"The thing about detonators is, they don't work without these..."
Stepping from the shadows Thunderbolt hold up a couple of tiny fusion batteries which only a split second ago, were in the detonator the alien was holding.
"Like I said, Questions, Hurt...now let's get started."
|Groundhog Day: Nothing good ever comes of him seeing his Shadow...
Dark Wanderer Monthly and other challenges 2017/2/10 2:28
|My Entry for the Groundhog Challenge.|
|Let's Get Squachy!
magnusch Original Characters 2017/2/9 18:13
|Happy Valentine's Day! |
|Richard Hatch Tribute
Dragondack TV and Movies 2017/2/8 6:16
|Richard Hatch,Battlestar Galactica Star,Passes Away at 71.|
Richard Lawrence Hatch was an American actor, writer,
and producer best known for his role as Captain Apollo
in the original Battlestar Galactica television series,
and also as Tom Zarek in the 2003 remake of
His first major role came in “The Streets of San Francisco”
as Inspector Dan Robbins in 1976, the final season
of the detective show.
But his most famous part was Captain Apollo in the
1978 “Battlestar Galactica” TV show, a role for
which he was nominated for a Golden Globe.
Over the years, Hatch also made guest appearances
on shows including “The Waltons,” “Hawaii Five-O”
Born: May 21, 1945 · Santa Monica, CA
Died: Feb 7, 2017
Height: 5' 11" (1.80 m)
Spouse: Jo Marie
Children: Paul Michael Hatch (Son)
Education: Los Angeles Harbor College
Obsidian Original Characters 2017/2/8 1:46
|I take the Wraith to visit an old friend on a distant colony in the outer Traverse in the MIlky Way and I'm hoping to have a nice visit. I hop out of the cockpit and cross the gangway and right there, next to the doorway what do I see? I giant blue police box...I know who that is and all I can think is Dear gods not him. Smug self righteous son of a...Why here why now? The last time we met all had to say was a bunch of condescending remarks about how I am a soldier and how my first thought is to kill what I don't understand...Galifreyans think they know everything. Nevermind that he's singlehandedly responsible for killing more living beings than I have in 300 years. Besides, he can't even claim moral high ground...Elves are the first race, the elders of the universe. Time Lords bah, meddling around with time and space, it was them who got everyone sucked into the Time wars with the Daleks...nobody every mentions that we were there too. Time lords think themselves near immortal, long lived is not the same as immortal. But I digress, I know if he's here then trouble isn't far behind. |
"Well," I mutter switching the ammo in my pistols to lethal rounds, "I never killed anyone who didn't tryo kill me first and I'm quite certain the good Doctor is gonna find something that's gonna try to kill me."
It doesn't take long before I see his companion, always a mortal Solaran, and female most of the time. This one is cute too. Short little brunette with a cute face and big brown eyes. The doctor himself could've changed faces by now but I'd recognize either his senility or arrogance anywhere. However, I'm just gonna scan for dual heartbeats or that blasted sonic device he carries. Sound I mean seriously who uses sonics like that? Neural linked yet? I hope it's Daleks, god I love putting holes in their metal asses...they always seem so surprised every time I do it, like they cornered the market on deflection shielding and energy weapon....Exterminate exterminate!!! Ugh they're always yelling with those synthetic voices of theirs. Ooh I just had a thought, CYbermen...I love shooting those guys too. Not as Badass as say the Borg but same MO, assimilate. Godslayer in hand I keep the blade retracted and ghost the Doctor's Companion, she'll lead me right to him. I'll let you know how this turns out. Shh be vewy vewy quiet I hunting Doctow's huhuhuhuhuhuhuuuuuuuuh...sorry.
|Lum & Ten
MF TV and Movies 2017/2/7 0:36
|For all you old school anime fans out there, here's the lovely Princess Lum and her little cousin Ten from the 1980's comedic series Urusei Yatsura, which translates to "Those Annoying Aliens!" |
|Heroes in a Half-shell...
magnusch Other Comics 2017/2/5 15:19
|A little Turtle Power for you today...|
|New Avalon Post.jpg
Obsidian Original Characters 2017/2/5 8:39
|I have been given temporal coordinates to the Black Mask Society's secret starbase. As I approach my ship sticks out like a sore thumb. There are variations of the Lillun and the Runt and a couple of designs I thought about but never explored. Karr and Mantis we're only the tip of the alternate reality iceberg. The only thing we all have in common is that we're all Obsidian Mask. Unlike Mantis and Karr they aren't all alternate versions of me. Most of them aren't elves there's one who stands out...his entire demeanor reminds me of Analaeus back when he was going by Anihilus the Traitor. He's a big scary dude and his sword is definitely a Psi-Blade. I can tell by the way the others move around him that they're all a bit frightened of him and aren't very fond of his presence. My hearalmost stops when a man clad in Red steps walks towards us. His costume is identical to what Ray's would have looked like had he lived a bit longer. The spider queen next to me defers to him like he's the guy in charge. I decide to listen and see what the deal is before demanding answers, besides I'm not sure I can take on several skilled assassins at once. Assuming they're all as skilled as me. His voice is synthetic distorted by his helmet, his armor registers as Absorbium 80 and Mythril which is only marginally better than Adamantine. As he approaches I scan the bloody hell out of him...He comes back about 75% effective as a threat. Impressive and it definitely explains why he's in a position of authority. He also speaks like he's in charge. |
"Spider, this the guy?"
"Yes. You should've seen-"
"You don't scan so hot pal. What makes you think you're the Prime?"
"Never said I was. You come off a bit rude though. Are you in charge here?"
"If I had my way, but no. That's all on the Shadow Mask."
"Okay so then that's who I wanna talk to."
The Psi-Mage Obsidian approaches us and in a deep grating voice straight out of a horror movie he explains.
"That is not possible at this time. There have been many attempts to infiltrate us and we must take precautions."
With each breath he emits a sound like some kind of respirator...the sound is freaking ominous. It's almost as if his whole gimmik is about fear...and it's effective. However I am way past afraid so...
"Let me explain something to all of you, I have no intention of being treated like some sort of rookie in your little fraternity. So what you're all going to do is, get me your damned leader or...get ready to prove you're the superior version of me. Now...any takers. I register about thirty pings from scanners and only the dark lord here steps up. The only problem is, his blade is only psychic energy so I meet him half way and it's a prick waving contest for all to see.
"I see what you're doing there...but this is a M.A.M.E. blade. That stands for Matter-Anti-matter Energy. I promise you, I'll leave a massive hole in the middle of your busted cybernetic body and and not feel a lick of remorse. Now unless you've made peace with whatever the hell you call an afterlife...Get the Hell out of my way."
Neither of us can see each other's face but the power of my blade can be felt from three feet away. It's power eminent with a life of it's own. There are many swords in attendance but mine is the only one smithed by the Black Mantis, and it is the only Relic class weapon in attendance. The other watch almost awestruck as the seven foot Psi-Lord back down. I'm kinda glad he does...Now I don't have to kill him. I'm tired and out of patience. The crowd gathered parts as their leader walks up. Male relatively my height, scans say he's running on pure skill and non-magical equipment.
"Now that is probably the first time anyone has ever stood up to him, let alone confronted him. Let me get a look at you. Without the helmet if you would."
Th folks in attendance all nod I tap two buttons, one to release my helmet and one .....just in case.
the hiss of air resonates as I remove my helm and I look around to see the others do the same. None of them look like me even the one who comes charging straight at me.
he screams as he leaps for me, but like I said...I pressed a second button just in case. Mid leap the poor bastard is sent flying as a bright red shield roughly two feet in diameter comes screaming out of nowhere. Absorbium does many things but it does not stop edged weapons if they're tough enough...and this shield is a work of deadly art and it belongs to none other than PANTERRA!! The Cat pounces on my attacker before the poor bastard realizes what's going on an with a slap the guy is out. The remaining Obsidian's are stunned, and I'm not sure if it's because of what just happened or because there's a non-Obsidian standing before us.
"Thanks old cat."
"Any time friend."
The dark one himself seems indignant but since everyone here can scan, he decides not to mess with the Cat. Panterra has a max press of roughly 80 tons, and his armor is a unique blend of Admantine and Mythril...he doesn't absorb damage or energy, he simply shrugs it off. The guy is a Humanoid Tank.
"If we're done with that business." Their leader says nonchalantly "Let's adjourn inside."
"After you." Hopefully I can get some answers now. With Panterra at my side the three of head into one of the largest starbases I have ever seen.
'Obsidian, what you see here is the result of many of us working together."
"In the beginning of this debacle, several thousand. Now we're only down to only a few dozen. Losing Roger when they went to get you was a big loss, but you're the first to actually kill one of our attackers on first contact. Others have done it but only after careful planning. Any attempt to simply fight them has met with death. I only assume it has to do with that sword of yours. The aliens never touch them, and we haven't been able to figure out why. Many of us have magical weapons or hidden defenses to keep from having them turned on us. What makes yours so different?"
"C'mon, you had to have scanned it already you should know at least half of what it does."
"That's just it, your blade defies conventional scans>"
"Hmm I never tried to scan my own weapon. Normally I don't divulge but I'm at a loss here so I'll tell you this. It's a relic, an artifact of immense power and was given as payment by the Black Mantis."
"Seriously? You actually worked for that Psychopath?"
"I see his reputation precedes him."
"Something like that."
"There isn't one of us he didn't try to recruit and a bunch more he got killed. Eventually he just stopped trying."
"That explains the ships and a lot of the gear I've been noticing. he's had his fingers in a lot of pies."
"To say the least, but you're here to talk about these aliens not the Black Mantis."
The information he gives me over the next eight hours is astonishing and by the end I simply want to murder each and every one of those bastards.
Obsidian Original Characters 2017/2/4 18:41
|Just a piece of splash are to get a good look at OBsidian in his current incarnation...I really love his new helmet.|
|VIXENS OF VALOR #2 by Jinky Coronado & Mel Joy San Juan
JinkyCoronado Other Comics 2017/2/4 16:26
|Here's a second presentation piece for VIXENS OF VALOR, depicting the evil witch queen defeating the heroine and her warriors on a bed of skulls!|
Layout by me, finished line art by Mel Joy San Juan.
VIXENS OF VALOR TM & Marc Heller & Glass House Graphics
Art © 2017 Marc Heller & Glass House Graphics
StarChild Marvel Comics 2017/2/4 4:29
|I'm back HM! After being on a unplanned hiatus I am officially back in mode. It's been a rough few months unable to do anything relating to art but hopefully all is well again. I will be returning to unfinished projects plus presenting some new concepts from Unicorn/Darkside Graffix. Thanx.|
Captain Marvel model courtesy of TerryMcG.
|Mystery Modest Blaise #2
Dragondack TV and Movies 2017/2/3 22:46
|"The Euro Express"|
Modest Blaise rolls out again in this Euro Adventure,
Trying to stop some of the Crime Lords of Europe.
As the Euro is being dropped by Countries the
Crime Lord are trying steal the drop Currancies
and cash them in Countries that still use Euros.
|So This Is Wonder Girl?
Drawolf25 DC Comics 2017/2/3 19:01
|And the adventure begins. Any suggestions on what next?|
|Groundhog Day: Groundhog Interrupted...
pijon Monthly and other challenges 2017/2/2 19:53
|Happy Groundhog Day |
darth_paul Original Characters 2017/2/1 21:16
|Hot Dawg is the other of my two newest creations for the Animals gang, having been created just recently along with Fearless Flamingo and not in 1995 like the rest of them were. Unlike Fearless though, he did not have any basis of his creation that was dependent on the re-imagining of any of the other previous members. Rather, his creation lied solely on just making something of an opposite number for Cold 'Coon. I figured, if I've got one guy on the team who always appears to be cold, then why not have another guy who always appears to be hot? And, here is the guy who is the answer to that, and as you can read in the bio above, I have explained all of the reasons why he certainly exemplifies his name|
darth_paul Original Characters 2017/2/1 21:15
|Cold 'Coon started out as just a silly little raccoon character that was always bundled up in his winter gear all of the time and that was basically his only defining character trait. However, when I began to think about what I really wanted to do with all of these characters and really started to give them each their own individual defining back stories and the Animals grew into this bunch of animated heroes who all have unique skills, jobs, and talents that they combine for the betterment of their society, I knew that I had to have him be something more than just a silly chilly raccoon. So, I began brainstorming ways in which I could incorporate his defining character trait into a job that he could do and contribute to the team with. Since most of the members of the gang all have high profile jobs where they can perform and raise money for charities and whatnot, I decided that he could be a snowboarder. Yet, I also figured that it doesn't come easy for him like it does for the rest. He actually has to work at overcoming his fears to get on the board and do the tricks that make him a champion at it because his constant wearing of heavy clothing no matter what his location or the temperature might be has more to do with his personal anxieties than any real regulation of body temperature, as it's more of a security blanket than anything. But, he is so inquisitive and playful by nature as well, that despite his carefulness and reservations, he is still motivated to seek out such thrills in order to overcome it all. This all stems from the actual natures of real world raccoons who can be extremely curious about things and want to explore and get into things like your trash cans for food, but then also be easily skittish and scared away.|
|Merilith Class 8 demon
Obsidian Fantasy 2017/2/1 6:44
|Meriliths are demonic lords who govern regions of the underworld for masters far greater than themselves. They are trustworthy and fiercely loyal as well as highly intelligent. They are master strategists and make excellent generals. They are always armed with a vast number of weapons for their many hands. They do however prefer swords over more technological weapons, but that is not say to say you won't find one wielding firearms. Their powers are nearly as vast as their masters and they are able to grant wishes though with limited effect. Throughout the eons a certain reputation for a "Monkey's Paw" effect has made many a mortal balk at the idea of trading a soul with these beings so they are encouraged to help such mortals make better choices. Merilith do must take whatever trade is offered for their soul but despise stupid wishes like chickens raining from the sky or some such. If such an embarrassing wish occurs they will often seek out good heroes to remove the wish maker..permanently. Merelith's are well schooled in magic and not to be trifled with they are viscous killers and enjoy a challenge.|
|Nightmare Class 2 Demon
Obsidian Fantasy 2017/2/1 6:11
|Nightmares are demonic steeds summoned from the pits of Hades and are faster than any horse or equivalent creature in the 5 galaxies. They are immune to fire of all kinds and no form of hat can harm them. They can be summoned magically or tasked by an elder demon though the latter is rarer than one might think. These horses are not some simple dumb animal but intelligent beings just as capable at plotting evil as any denizen of Hell. They have been known to take inexperienced summoners on "shortcuts" through hell to travel faster, though they seldom tell their riders that the trip is often one way if one is not prepared for such a journey. They can speak most languages and are adept liars. They despise both Pgasai and unicorns but especially noble Pegasai with whom they are compelled to do battle with to the exclusion of all else, unto death...rider or no. They like most demons, can barter for souls though few would trade their soul for transportation. Their appearance is that of a flaming horse made of lava rock, and all extremities are aflame save for their large demonic wings. They are susceptible to cold and cold-based attacks and any attack that channels goodness or holiness. Unlike many denizens of darkness they require feeding while in the mortal realms which generally takes the form of freshly killed meat though they much prefer the taste of sentient beings they can survive on any fresh kill. They are considered class 2 demons for their sheer lack of demonic powers but their primary attack is a massive gout of flames with a range as great as any dragon's and ten times as hot. Their fire resistance/immunity does not extend to their riders and they have been know to conveniently forget this fact when seeking refuge in places such as volcanoes. They truly are a mount you ride at your own risk. As an important side note some powerful Evil warlords (including Death Knights.) are often granted one of these steeds as a reward for furthering some demon's agendas...such riders are one with their mounts and a formidable duo and should not be taken lightly.|
darth_paul Original Characters 2017/1/31 21:32
|Since the Animals were created back in 1995, I guess you could say that Surfer Frog is definitely a product of the times since he was created at a time when there were a lot of these extreme kinds of characters that participated in things such as surfing and other so-called extreme sports in media all over the place back then. I also made him something of a lifeguard to give him something of an extra talent besides just being the radical surfer dude of the gang, which I guess is partially influenced by the Baywatch craze that also perpetuated the 90's.|
darth_paul Original Characters 2017/1/31 21:31
|Sport Cat is one of the oldest, if not the oldest, member(s) of the Animals gang. He's even older than their two leaders, Kool Wolf and Fearless Flamingo. That doesn't mean that he doesn't like hanging out with them and being a part of the team though, because even though he is older than them, it's only by a year or two, and he enjoys being a role model to those in the gang that are even younger still, because he's all about good sportsmanship and doing your best for yourself and others.|
Dark Wanderer DC Comics 2017/1/31 18:56
halcon89 Original Characters 2017/1/31 15:36
TOPcat831 Marvel Comics 2017/1/31 5:19
darth_paul Original Characters 2017/1/30 21:56
|Alright, if Phat Pig is the big guy who is always jovial and eating all of the time, then Lean Lizard is his complete opposite. He is the quite and not very talkative bean pole of a character who keeps slim and trim so that he can squeeze into all kinds of tight spaces and do the kinds of dirty jobs that no one else really likes to do. It's all in the name of keeping his city clean and helping out his friends though, and he would never use his talents for any wrong doing. That's exactly why he is with the Animals and not the Creatures.|
darth_paul Original Characters 2017/1/30 21:55
|This guy was originally just called Fat Pig, with just the regular spelling because he was just the stereotypical funny fat guy cartoon pig character that was always eating. In many ways he is still that kind of a character, but I decided that it would be better to change the spelling of his name to Phat Pig in order to, no pun intended this time, flesh him out, into a better character with more dimensions, even though he is just a 2D character. (OK, that one was a pun.) Now, instead of just being the funny fat guy who always eats, he is the funny fat guy who always eats who is also a celebrity chef complete with all of the hip style and attitude that goes along with it.|
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Obsidian Fantasy 2017/1/30 6:13
|This is a revamp of my old image. I figured while I'm waiting around to install my new video card I'd take a few more good images with the old one. Obsidian takes a lot of memory and several need soooo much more so for now I'm keeping it simple. I liked my old Succubus but it needed updating and I wanted to play some on Photoshop...no speed painting (I don't have those skills) but some quick editing.|
darth_paul Original Characters 2017/1/29 18:22
|Smarty Fly is the super genius of the Animals gang. Every good team needs one, and he's their guy. With his brains he could be doing a lot more than just hanging around with the Animals and being stuck in one place, and I've mentioned it in the bio above, but what I also say is that while he could leave them and do so much more, he would also be very lonely and he values his friendship with the others much more than any desire to explore and learn more about the universe. So, he dutifully sticks with them to help them do what is good for his world and stays always the dreamer that someday his friends might be able to join him in his dreams.|
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