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 Obsidian  Original Characters  2015/7/23 15:43
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We rush Harley back to the Lillun and I dispatch a squad to recover as much Mythril as we can get. In the Med Bay I am met by the doctor who tells me that Harley's condition is more serious than it should be.
"The same weapon that prevented your arm from being mended is doing the same thing to Harley. Except in his case the wound is not an appendage I can simply replace. His torso is cut deeply and while no organs were hit and the wound can be held closed it will not heal. Any activity more strenuous than say a normal human routine, could cause the staples to pop out and case severe bleeding."
I almost loose it, honestly Harley and i have been through centuries of shit together,and Razor nearly killed him because of a grudge with me.
My thoughts are interrupted as Zaeerah bursts in.
"Where is he?" I hear from the waiting area. "I want to see him right this moment!"
A nurse opens the door and gestures for me.
"This woman is demanding to see you High Justiciar, do you wnat me to-"
Zaeerah pushes the clone aside and quickly runs over to me?
"Um what gives?" I say as she throws her arms around me. "Exactly what do you think you're doing?"
There's a pause as she looks into my eyes and an inquisitive looks falls across her face. "But Master, I rush to be at your side. I was told that the clan leaders informed you of my purpose here, would you send me away? Are we not betrothed?"
Well the lines of communication have certainly broke down somewhere, I note as I look at her innocent little puppy-dog eyes. What comes next is hard for her to swallow but in the end...she has to do as the clan orders...suddenly I'm keenly aware of how glad I am that I don't have that issue.
I sigh deeply and give the kid the bad news.
"First, mind your place Chunin!" Quickly she takes a knee out of respect for my authority. "Secondly...I'm sorry, but no I am not your...Betrothed. The man you are to wed lies over on that operating table and he owes you his life I will fill you in on the exact details of-"
I am interrupted by the doctor again.
"Harley is waking up and can speak now, but be mindful, he is heavily drugged to reduce the swelling and pain."
I walk over to Harley with the little elf in tow, as she passes the doctor he comments to Zaeerah:
"I see your cheek is doing better, that's good, come by later I'd like to do some x-rays and see that the bones have knitted properly."
I had noticed she wasn't sporting any bruises, doc does good work, and that hit she took from Moonshadow was hard enough to shatter her face. I guess she'll be minding herself from now on. Still ouch!
"Hey Har, how you feeling dude?"
"Whatever they gave me...I want two it's awesome...I can't feel my face <snort> Hahahahahaaa. Hey, hey, hey.....ummmmmmmmmmmm Oh did you get that guy, um Razorblade or whassisname? Mother fucker cut me n'nat and now I got stitches."
"No bro we didn't get him, he tricked me and got away."
Harley's words are a drug hazed sleepiness of unintelligible gibberish. It's clear he is out of it and I elect to let him rest, he'll have enough problems soon.
"Zaeerah, come with me."
"If it's all the same to you master, I would like to stay at my betrothed's side."
Touching, she must have been raised with the Oni, her every movement and the way she speaks is exactly as i remember from my days on their homeworld. She'll follow the clan's orders to the letter and she'll make one hell of a wife for Harley, loyal to the end. Unfortunately her loyalty to the clan is her driving motivation, it might become a problem later if the clan and I ever come into conflict. Still for right now her concern seems genuine.
"Very well, stay by his side until I resolve this issue with Razor. However, at your earliest convenience I want to speak with you in my office about Razor and why he backed down from you."
"Yes Master, I understand."
"Oh and one more thing..."
"Yes Master?"
"Stop calling me master, call me Obsidian or Sir if you prefer...you're one of us now, and we're a bit less formal than you've been raised to be."
"Yes...Sir."
The hiss of the doors behind me acts to somehow relieve m,y tension as I exit the Med Bay. It's hard for me to see my friends and family hurt, I can deal with my own injuries just fine but I hate seeing those i care for hurt. I absentmindedly rub my artificial arm while pondering the possibilities for Harley if I can't undo what Razor's sword has done. I look down and the rage begins to swell within me...it's not the insult of this injury that angers me,it's the fact of it. I have never been this badly injured except for when I faced Zakan and got two cybernetic eyes for my trouble. I feel stupid, sloppy like it's my fault...I just want to kick my own ass for letting this happen and-
"I know that look, I have seen it a million times."
Moonshadows footsteps are as silent as falling snow, and I'm startled at her the sound of her voice...I haven't been startled by anyone in decades.
"You're blaming yourself aren't you my 'Xenshun'nye? [Darling] The things that have transpired are not any of your doing, they are but a consequence of another man's jealousy and rage, and the will of his employer. You could not have changed this, no, but you can change what it does to you."
She pulls me close to her and places my head on her chest, I can hear her heart beating in my ear and feel the warmth of her jet black skin as she strokes my hair. The melodic tone of her soft voice soothes me to my core.
"Do not doubt yourself, that is what your enemy wants, it will make it easier for him to accomplish his goals. Be strong, remember your skills and have confidence in your abilities, and you will be victorious."
"Of course, you're right. I-I don't know what came over me. Thanks"
Whenever she speaks to me it's like I am overcome with the feeling of divinity...if she had a mind to...she could probably deceive me with ease but that's neither here nor there. Now back to my previous dilemma, Razor has a small craft and while we can't follow him through hyperspace we can get a general heading based on his trajectory before he jumped...and I have Mythril that I can barter with...He's as good as found...it's just gonna take time. |
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Obsidian Original Characters 2014/11/19 19:20
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| Okay I won't even lie, this chick is a straight rip on Nick Fury...mostly. Major Ire is an intelligence officer who works for the black department of the IGFW she has Sentinel status which grants her above the law status in all IGFW systems. She answers directly to the IGFW Congressional council and thus far is one of their best operatives. She has, on occasion acquired the aid of The Scion of Justice, The Magi Council, The Zero-Men and even the mysterious Black Mantis, in order to achieve her goals. She is a true defender of the IGFW charter worlds and ideals and has performed her duties honorably and faithfully for over 175 years. At 200 years of age she accomplished a great deal turning down one promotion after another even a very prestigious position as director of the entire Black Ops division. She is well informed, highly intelligent, incredibly resourceful and absolutely deadly in combat, to underestimate her is to court death. |
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Obsidian Sci-fi 2015/3/28 21:54
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| many worlds exist where magic has replaced technology in nearly every facet of day to day life and beyond. Such worlds offer magical items ta low prices and nearly flooded commercial markets. The IGFW was lobbied by several conglomerates to restrict such sales stating an inability to compete with items that last nearly forever. Of course this is not exactly true and most magical items have a limited number of uses (making them easier to create) and are expensive to recharge (unless one is a mage). Many laws were passed governing the export and sales of magical items but still many individual purchases continue. |
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| Mage Duel
Obsidian Original Characters 2014/7/8 20:50
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| Mage duels are neither common nor legal, they tend to be somewhat destructive and cause extreme collateral damage. Mages who wish to duel can get special permits for non-lethal dueling only which does not cause collateral damage to living creatures or inanimate objects. There are certain rituals involved in dueling (in fact the act of initiating a duel is much like casting a spell except that it requires more than one spellcaster) which must be observed by the challenger and his opponent, and all participants must have a dueling wand. |
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| Maetricks Conclusion...part 2
Obsidian Original Characters 2017/10/23 12:57
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Obsidian Original Characters 2017/10/23 12:55
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| Luminesti Elf
Obsidian Fantasy 2013/10/15 13:12
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Elves are among the oldest spacefaring race in all of the five galaxies and one of the oldest races in existence, They come in 4 varieties Floranesti or Forest elves, Luminesti or Light elves, Dakkonesti or Dark Elves, and Celesti Celestial Elves. All are immortal in that they cannot die from the passage of time but they are quite vulnerable to injury and disease as any other mortal life form. Each type of elf has their own way of doing things though all excel in the use of magic. Luminesti are very often found in the company of Solarans and have also been known to mate with them. Luminesti are lovers of nature though less so than other elves except Dakkonesti. Dakkonesti elves have skin as black as pitch and have a strong aversion to light they are thought to be evil though they are no more so than other species. They too are often found in the company of Solarans who find them exotic and sensual. Floranesti are more primitive and any technology they do possess is strictly magical or organic and often both. They rarely associate with non-Elves though once their trust is earned they are loyal forever. Celesti elves are what people usually think of when one hears the name Elf, their worlds are covered with lush forests and towering crystal cities they excel in art and music and all other forms art including the arts martial ie warfare. They are fearsome warriors and like all elves are quite proficient in the use of the blade and the bow though mostly as a matter of tradition. They possess technology, magic, and organic technologies that are above most in the five galaxies. They only associate with "Important Soloarans and leaders or emissaries from other worlds and while they have been known to mate with other species, doing so is cause for banishment and shunning and the offender never be accepted into their society again. They tend to look down on the lesser races but would never abandon them entirely it is not uncommon for Solarans to lose their temper and get into a fist fight with a Celesti elf as Solarans view their type of Egotistical behavior as repulsive.
After a great critique by Pijon I decided to re-shoot this image with DOF on the camera and some much needed Sci-Fi updating. Thanks for the help bro never avoid a critique because you think it might bruise my ego...I don't have one. |
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Obsidian Fantasy 2020/4/8 16:31
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| Both the rider and the horse are Low-Resolution resources. The knight is a Lorenzo Lorez from p3da and he is mounted on p3da's Lorez horse. The armor for the knight is an M4 set from xurge and requires very little tweaking. The armor on the horse was originally for Daz's MilHorse and was manually converted by me. I didn't like the chest piece so I left it out. The wonderful thing about the Lorenzo model is how readily it wears M4 outfits making them easy on resources. The only thing you can leave is his head much of the time but that isn't always the case. The fantasy pieces I am doing are for a third project called "Red Snow". An all-new story you've heard before but told in a new way. |
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Obsidian Original Characters 2015/7/22 0:38
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In my office I ask Moonshadow to join me to seeif her sources have located Razor or his employer. Hot on her heels Zaeerah storms in... This is gonna be great.
Immediately the lionesses begin fighting and Moonshadow begins with the first salvo
"Um excuse me child, who are you and what are doing?"
Zaeerah responds in elvish...I'm guessing to add insult to insult?
"Auta miqula orqu!" [go kiss an orc!]
"Dalhar mir dosst ooble' ph'telanthaad!" [Child, hold your tongue, adults are speaking!]
It's worth noting that being called a child is a major insult to elves....all elves.
"Ista sta sad yaxi" [Mind your place cow]
Aaaaand that's when I interject before the little elf gets her head cu off in front of me.
"Enough! We have important matters to discuss and neither of them has anything to do with this."
"Ula... elg,caress!" [Fine...Bitch!]
The words no sooner escape Moonshadow's mouth when the reply bursts from Zaeerah's own.
"I'quelin Mori'Quessier naa ba Mori'Quessir." [The only good drow is a dead drow.]
and just like that the little elf has let her mouth write a check her ass couldn't cash. Before I can can utter a sound Zaeerah is sent bouncing off the wall behind her with a single punch and her unconscious body falls limply to the floor.
"Aw crap, Moonshadow!...Captain to Sickbay can you send a medic to my office on the double?"
"Aye sir on our way."
Moonshadow looks over at Zaeerah and her quickly swelling left eye..and a look of shame spreads across her face.
"I-I shouldn't have done that. Mortals are so fragile, I should've known better. I don't know what came over me. I'm so sorry, what you must think of me."
"Nah, I get it...and now so does she. We can continue this briefing later, lets all just take a break."
"yes, that's a good idea."
only a moment after my office empties, I get a private call, on a secure chanel. To my surprise it's Master Takashi leader of the Djinok Oni ninja clan that trained me...and I know they're gonna ask a favor...and I'm gonna have to say yes..Clan first and all that.
"Master Takashi, to what do I owe the pleasure?"
"Jonin Michaels, I am calling concerning your recent rise to power in the Sathari Empire."
"Anything for the clan master."
"I'm glad you feel that way because we have arranged a marriage for you, one that will solidify our pact and ensure a foothold in the Sathari Galaxy."
"Waitasecond Master, I know my obligations well and they most certainly excluded arranged marriages. I will happily include your Kunoichi, in my cabinet but I will not let the clan arrange a marriage for me."
"I'm glad you know your obligations so well Jonin, but this bride isn't for you. It is for your chunin, Harley."
"Shit. Um sorry that just slipped out."
"Understandable, but nevertheless he also knows his obligations and unlike you he is not exempt from this."
"Very well, I will inform him of the clan's decision, where can we meet the Kunoichi and what is her name?"
"I believe the Kunoichi is with you already, amd elf by the name of ..."
"ZAEERAH?"
"Your powers of deduction serve you well Jonin, I leave this matter in your capable hands."
With that he hangs up and I am in so much shit right now...Harley is gonna freak out. |
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| Love birds
Obsidian Original Characters 2018/2/15 20:01
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A bit late for Valentine's day but that's my eldest daughter's birthday so I don't spend it on here or anywhere else but home with her...still you all deserve a Valentine's day treat so here it is.
BTW this is a RAW image no postwork whatsoever. |
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Obsidian Original Characters 2018/12/28 5:00
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My diagnosis? Well, you're screwed. No seriously when someone comes in with a large parasitic organism attached to their brain there's only one diagnosis and that is... Okay, you're good now. What I removed it while you were thinking about how screwed you were. It didn't respond well to negative emotional states so while I did make you cry I also managed to remove it. I... am... a... Genius. I wonder if you can make money doing this? Meh, who cares as long as you're in good health I'm happy. Now, go see the nurse for some additional scans, just to be sure there are no babies, and you'll be all set. "
When Lote' (pronounced You-tay) was first assigned the position of Chief Medical officer she couldn't believe it and she wasn't sure she deserved the position, but her skill implanted by the Golden Star Empire, combined with her three-year internship with the medical clones makes her a natural choice. The sight of blood does not make her squeamish, and her bedside manner is incredibly light, bubbly in fact. Lote' loves to help people and loathes fighting so it was a great fit for her. She has even begun her magical tutelage under Shadow's watchful eye to learn how to heal people using magic. Thus far her magical mentor is very pleased with her "... accelerated rate of progress...". |
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| Lote Reskin
Obsidian Original Characters 2024/8/15 20:41
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| Lote' the youngest of Obsidian's brides is a complicated character, she is a skilled healer and doctor and uses both magic and technology to keep the crew of the Phantasm in good health. However, as regards her husband she does not feel affection romantically. This is because her true feelings lean towards women, not men. In her culture, this is considered taboo and has resulted in her being sexually repressed and having feelings of guilt about her preferences. She hasn't quite reached a level of understanding that enlightened people of the 46th century have and she hasn't made inquiries or researched anything about her homosexuality so is essentially still in the closet. She has vowed to bear children and even looks forward to it resigning herself to allow her husband to do what he must to make that happen. She is deeply in love with Aini who she believes feels similarly except that Aini only entertains her advances for the sake of peace within the home. Aini has spent many intimate moments with her and like most of the crew is oblivious to her inner turmoil. It will be... interesting once her sexuality comes to light. |
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| Lord Beast
Obsidian Original Characters 2015/4/1 9:59
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Lord Beast was a creation of a dear an lifelong friend of mine and while I drew this character for him some years ago he recently said that he would like to see it in 3d.So here it is complete with the character's wife (inspired by a video game).
For anyone interested I do take commissions and I accept nearly any challenge...if you can think it up I can render it...soon I'll be able to animate it too. |
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| Locks and chains
Obsidian Original Characters 2017/7/27 14:06
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| Just read LOL BTW Did i ever mention that in my universe crossovers become Canon? Yes that's right CANON...sooo...enjoy. |
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| Local Natives
Obsidian Original Characters 2016/11/6 10:42
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According to the Kryllian officer the remaining survivors are being held in the very ruins we first investigated. I am hoping to resolve this peacefully without unnecessary bloodshed but I on't think it'll GO THAT WAY. All too frequently tribal cultures have superstitions, rituals, codes, and customs that make even the simplest interactions an overly complicated matter. You usually have to find one member of the tribe who can influence the other to at least hear you out. We have no such person, so this is gonna be difficult at best. We near the entrance to the ruins and survey the area scanning for ambushes and the like but this place is teaming with life so scanning for life signs is really super easy, differentiating one from another, now that's difficult. I'm too focused on the task at hand and I let my guard down, not paying attention to my surroundings. That's how you get blindsided like we just did. She comes seemingly out of nowhere, I turn my head in time to see her land and in an instant she swept my legs from under me, it doesn't hurt but before any of us can react Omega, and Caewon join me flat on their backs. Now don't get things twisted I'm fast so fast in fact that before my two companions hit the dirt I'm already regaining my feet with sword in hand. The woman appears elven judging by her pointy ears alone, with a dark complexion darker than any sylvan elf for sure. She's armed with only a spear and a couple of daggers really no match for me straight up, but I need someone to speak on my behalf so she's going down.
"Lle naa sai- maite, nan' ta will avail lle nothien.
(You are very skilled, But it will avail you nothing.)"
She swings her spear at my head, and with less effort than it takes to swat at air my sword's infinitium blade cleanly slices it to pieces. She's stunned by the sheer ease of which I dispatched her weapon but she is a fierce warrior. it will take something considerably more grand to shake her confidence which isn't a problem for me.
"Ai girl mani will ta sana a' convince lle?
(Little girl what will it take to convince you?)
Her twin daggers come at me with blinding speed, but as I grab her wrists and begin to squeeze her eyes open wide with shock. In my armor I can lift just over 20 tonnes, and she's barely over 60 KG. Needless to say she's stuck, and I could rind her bones to powder if I chose to. Instead I squeeze just enough to wrest the daggers from her hands. The two blades fall almost silently to the ground and I ask her:
"hin, uma lle dura amin sii'? amin can Ndengina lle yassen ease nan' amin uma il- wish um- ikotane
(Child, do you believe me now? I can kill you without effort but I do not wish to do so.)"
She lets out a groan of pain and I ease my grip but hold her fast. The relief is easy to see on her face. This whole time I have been speaking our language to her and I was beginning to doubt she was an elf...until she replies.
"lle caela glake amin vanya. yassen lle beleg lle naa ere' y' aute ri' y' rauko. amin naa ten' lle nai- heru say ta ar' ta nauva ikotane?
(You have captured me justly. With your strength you must be either a god or a demon. Iam yours to command my lord what would you have of me?)"
Now we're getting somewhere. Holding her by the wrist I reach for a neuralizer pack from my belt and place it on her necklace. I tell her from nopw on if she disobeys me I will make her ill, that she is cursed to my service until i release her. The doctor and Caewon both start to protest but they don't even need to see the expression on my face to know what kind of bad idea that is right now.
"sii' hin nyara amin lle essa.
(Now child tell me your name.)"
"amin essa naa Ai Thoron heru
(My name is little hawk lord.)"
"tanya naa y' sai- vanima essa. amin merna lle san- amin a' lle i' dol en' lle hostar.
(That is a very pretty name. I want you to take me to your the head of your tribe. )"
"vee' lle irma heru
(As you wish lord.)"
With those words we are on our way. In no time the able warrior takes us through the heavily wooded, overgrown reaches of the ruins. As we travel I can't help but to notice her shapely figure, Strong women are a weakness of mine. She's well muscled, and very agile her hips sway a little when she walks and it's a sight to behold. Her backside is quite pleasant to look at not that she'd notice me looking mind you. her breasts are firm as one might suspect and not overly ample. In fact if I were on the prowl for a woman she'd fit the bill quite nicely indeed. Her animal skin bikini leaves precious little to the imagination but I'd bet my life that the few guys who tried to take a peek never tried twice. We reach the camp and find most of the kryllian captives to be in good health. A few are in rough shape but nothing a couple days in a med bay won't take care of. Ai brings me before Chief whose name translates to "Laughing Lizard" (actually "Lizard" is whatever the name of those dumb dinosaurs that attacked us are called.). he doesn't seem to impressed with me although after Ai tells him how I defeated her without effort and nearly broke both of her arms with my bare hands, he doesn't do anything stupid. I ask them to tell me about their customs specifically greetings, peace offerings, and how to get the captives back. I hail the Wraith and according to their customs I have several sheep (or what passes for them here) transported in as a gift. The exchange of the prisoners costs us a great deal of gold though we can manufacture all we need. Next there is the matter of peace between our people the treaty for which requires my people to perform some act of loyalty. Apparently we have to perform some service that benefits the entire tribe. They ask me to slay some chieftain in a rival tribe and initially There's some disagreement about whether or not I should do it but after sleeping on it I find and eliminate the bastard because I need this to be over. Finally we all have to attend a feast to commemorate the peace treaty between our tribes. The chief's wives (he has twelve.) prepare a feast of sheep-thingies and of course I am required to remove my helmet at which time they honor name me Nim Rauko (White-Demon). The night id full of fun and frolic and throughout the whole ordeal Ai is ever at my side, at one point (accompanied by her three sisters) placing a wreath upon my head, serving me wine, and dancing for my amusement. When all is said and done the Doctor is happy, well as much as one can be considering I had to kill a native to accomplish our mission, and more than half the crew saved. I call thi one a win...especially when I am greeted by none other than Captain Drizna himself. Oh this is gonna be one helluva payday.
"Obsidian Mask, Drizna says as if we're long time friends, "You can only be Obsidian Mask yes?"
"Yessir, that's me the one and only."
'I want to personally thank you for coming to our rescue and overcoming the many trials that lead to our salvation. In truth I had all but given up any hope of rescue."
"Well my crew and I may have done the work but it was at your father's behest, he paid a hefty sum for your safe return or proof of your demise. Still I was happy to do it>"
"I see, well no matter I am indebted to you on behalf of my crew, if there's anything I can personally do to repay you, you need only ask."
"I'll keep that in mind Captain. Now lets get out of here while he getting is good."
As we make our way to the ship a quartet of female warriors, one of which is Ai, head towards us with a large sack across their shoulders. Ai probably wants me to remove my "Curse" from her and I guess they have farewell rituals as well. That is when The good, soon to be dead Doctor chimes in with:
"I was wondering when they would join us."
"Say what now?"
"Your brides dear Captain."
"yeah....WHAT!!!!????"
I spin around to look the Omega in the eye and there's not one giggle, not one snicker, not so much as one tiny chuckle, from anyone, and I'm not sure why...then I realize I have my pistol cocked and jammed firmly under the good doctor's chin. Seriously sometimes my reflexes get the better of my good sense.
"Do you intend to use that?"
He asks coldly, uncertain of my current mental state. I think better of it and ease the safety back on.
"No. At least not right now. we'll see what happens after I get an explanation. What exactly did you mean by "My Brides" and why did you say "Brides" like there's more than one."
"Remember when I told you not to harm these people?"
"Yeah, and I didn't."
"But you did. You defeated one of them in single combat. I tried to warn you against doing so. Yous see when you bested Ai, and proved your "Superiority over her and her people, you inadvertently acquired her as a possession, she as much as told you so."
My heart sinks to my stomach and I remember her words she did say I bested her and something to the effect that she was mine to command.
"Okay doc, that doesn't mean we're married."
"You really weren't paying attention to any of the rites, were you? You exchanged gifts, you accepted the wreath, drank the wine and danced with your brides."
I think I'm gonna be sick.
"This tribe has a lot in common with many cultures I have researched, and I did try to take the lead on this one but you had to be i"In charge, so I let you. This is the consequence. And before you ask, no you can't back out, it would be considered a huge insult and these four magnificent looking young maidens would have no choice but to take their own lives. Call it a ritual of rejection where they can only be accepted by their groom or the gods."
Yeah I'm gonna be real sick. I have stuck my foot in it this time...I don't want four brides, and what about Aini? I-I can't undo this without sentencing them to death...they wouldn't be able to come to terms with it...in their mind they'd only have one option left. I hang my head and wave them over...I hope Aini can forgive me. The lot of us hop on board the shuttle and depart for the Sable, I hope Sabrina has some good news from the scavenging party.
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| Loa Shi The Shambala Master
Obsidian Original Characters 2014/7/27 19:23
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| My comic universe requires a martial artist and this was what I came up with despite a dozen possibilities. |
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| Lillun-A bridge.
Obsidian Sci-fi 2016/3/11 8:30
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| Lillun Holo-Trainer
Obsidian Original Characters 2014/2/26 12:39
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Another Trek Inspired image...My main Protagonist Obsidian Mask aboard the Lillun.
Holo-Training aboard the Lillun One of the Holo-Trainer rooms is located on the command deck just outside the main bridge and is used for simulating all sorts of scenarios. |
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| Lillun Hangar
Obsidian Original Characters 2015/7/30 14:28
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| In the Mani Hangar of the SS Lillun Obsidian and a couple of clones perform maintenance on the various vehicles he uses regularly. Inside the Hangar is a cargo EM transporter and plenty of cargo space designed to retrieve Obsidian's various vehicles and can be used to retrieve vehicles as large as the Lillun's shuttles.. The hangar is located in the belly of the Lillun. |
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Obsidian Original Characters 2015/6/17 10:01
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The SS Lilun follows the SSV Normandy to a nearby MASS Relay, with their final destination being the citadel. The goal is to meet with the council races and possibly convince them that Obsidian Mask and his crew can possibly turn the tide of battle in the galaxy's favor against the Reapers.
Obsidian's fighter follows closely behind in stealth mode.
An interesting side note: I scaled the NOrmandy and the LIllun for this scene using their Docking port doors and it turns out that the ships are the same length. The Lillun obviously is much wider and has more upper and lower decks but basically they're both frigates of the similar keel length and roughly the same width.
For those interested the Lilun's docking port doors are located the the port and starboard of the ships hull and roughly dead center of the ship's mass in line with the main bridge and behind the main sensor arrays. |
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| Lilln captains quarters
Obsidian Original Characters 2013/10/8 13:11
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Aboard the SS Lillun The captain's quarters (entertainment room and personal holo-chamber not depicted.) are quite luxurious by most standards. In addition, the captain has all the access necessary to run all of the ship's operations including tactical operations this is essentially a secondary bridge with full support of all bridge stations.
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| Like it or not
Obsidian Original Characters 2016/12/12 1:53
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The thief was a bust so now I need to get hold of the Black Mantis and give him the bad news. Worse yet there's an assassin with mono-molecular weaponry taking out all competitors and leads. The Sable is at full burn to the Solar system when there's shudder and every alarm in the place goes off.
I hit the intercom on the nearest hallway panel and contact the bridge.
"Bridge report! What the hell is going on?"
Shadawar responds immediately.
"We're caught in a tractor beam."
"At full warp?"
Just then Sabrina cuts in
"Yessir we're completely locked up and the engines are beginning to overload. We're gonna have to shut down!"
"Fine! Sabrina shut down engines and transfer all power to defensive systems."
The reply from the bridge has me aggravated to say the least
"All defensive systems are off line! We're sitting ducks."
Just then it hits me, and I ask a question I already know the answer to.
"Bridge, in what direction are we being puleed?"
"Um straight up 0 mark 0 degrees...straight upward."
I'm no longer feeling defensive...no , now I'm just pissed off.
"Bridge this is the Captain, stand down from alert status."
"Aye sir."
I flash on my armor and head to the bridge. Just as I step in the entire bridge crew simply vanishes. I look around quickly, in dismay and suddenly I'm face to face with...
"Black Mantis...."
"Hey there...Grab a seat."
He says cheerfully, gesturing to a comfortable looking chair. I ignore the invitation then ask curtly.
"Where's my crew?"
He sighs, and then walks to a nearby window. Looking out on a vast city he says.
"They're here on board. They're being attended to and are being treated as honored guests."
"Whether they like it or not?"
"Indeed."
"And my ship?"
"Docking bay 2."
"Are you serious?"
There are millions of docking bays aboard the massive mothership of the Black Mantis, and the first few are nearest to the Imperial palace and those few have the best technicians in the empire.
"What gives? You know you nearly tore my ship apart right?"
"A necessary risk, besides your ship wasn't in danger you're no idiot and neither is your chief engineer."
"That's beside the point."
"Ugh you act like one of those...mortals. Fine...I'm sorry, and next time I promise to use more courtesy."
"Yeaaah....ummm....who are you and what have you done with the real Black Mantis?"
"Hah, yeah I can see why you'd ask that.. I have been a complete ass to you over the years haven't I?"
"That's a loaded question."
"No I'll admit it, but now things are different, and I ....we... need your help. I know of your failure and the fact that not only has Parata been freed but he is presumably back to his full strength."
"Crap."
"Exactly and precisely."
The voice comes from behind as the doors open, it's Norjaguar and his mood is quite dour.
"The council has already convened and since you are our best chance at defeating this maniac, you're being held here for your protection."
"Fine. Not going to be too many places safer than this."
"Right now, " Mantis adds, 'That's debatable."
Suddenly I don't feel so safe.
"The Black Mantis was attacked, and severely injured a few days ago. Our island was also destroyed. To that end we are remaining at warp indefinitely until we have this matter resolved."
"I'm sorry, I thought I went crazy for a minute and heard you say someone hurt him?" Pointing at Mantis I am more than a little taken aback.
"I knew Parata was a badass but he did what now?" My question goes unanswered as we exit the elegant quarters and into the hall.
"We are going to reoutfit your ship with the usually powerhouse options and then we're going to equip some new tech as well." Norjaguar says calmly.
"I like my ship the way it is thanks, I designed it myself."
Mantis scoffs and in no uncertain circumstance adds
'Your ship is woefully under-powered for your current contract, and less will NOT be more in this situation. "
I stop mid stride and in a moment of complete indignant defiance, I let these bastards know exactly where we stand.
"YOU WILL NOT TOUCH MY SHIP!!! Because if you do I walk and and you can find someone else to take on Parata for you but I'm betting he knows everyone else you'd go to and is plenty prepared for them. So don't screw with the Sable!"
The two of them say nothing in response to my out burst instead the simply nod and say....
"Done."
"However, " Mantis replies..."You'll need something better for this."
"You mean like the Drake?"
My words sting a little bit and it was completely intentional. The last time that bastard "Gave" me a ship he was trying to recruit me via his daughter. he doesn't reply to the jab at all instead he very calmly says.
"No, you need something powerful and sleek, something closer to the Wraith. Consider it part of your payment...along with whatever else you need."
"Okay fine, how fast can you have a new design ready?'
They both laugh like I just asked the dumbest question ever. Knowing them I probably have.
"You design it." Norjaguar says..."We'll have it ready in a day."
"Really?"
They both look at me and without missing a beat simultaneously answer back.
"Really."
"I can upgrade your loaners from Harley if you like, as well as um...what's the word....Update...your harem?"
"What my what?"
'Oh let's face it they're primitives and lack skills and abilities despite all they've done with your technology at their disposal."
"No. What the hell is wrong with you? I'm not gonna let you do ANYTHING to my wives!!!"
"I simply meant education."
"Are you sure? None of that mutation chamber or anything freaky like that?"
The speed and power of Norjaguar is unearthly as he pins me by the throat to a nearby wall. I struggle as hard as I can but the servos in my armor are no match for that kind of raw physical power. So....in a panic...I run him through. Quickly, as he grasps at his wound, I cast spells to increase my strength, speed, and agility to what I hope are levels powerful enough to at least get me close. Then, in a place where I could be hilariously out numbered and outgunned I stand my ground. He chuckle for a sec and quickly winces in pain.
"Agh...You're right about one thing Mantis, he is definitely the right guy for the job. Did you really cast a Ant-regen spell?"
I'm not sure what to make of this...I just ran this guy through with what is possibly the one weapon in the universe capable of killing him and he thinks it funny? Oh man what have I gotten myself into?
"Um...I figured it was appropriate considering who you guys are."
Norjaguar removes a spray canister seemingly from nowhere, and sprays the wound which immediately begins to heal. He looks back to me and asks..
"How do you know about the mutation chamber?"
"I've been working for you guys quite literally for centuries, I have more information about you guys than just about anyone."
"That is why we hired you now. Jag, don't sweat how he knows about the chamber. I told him, and I've told him a bunch of other stuff nobody knows about too. IN the meantime...the ladies?"
"if their okay with it fine if not don't."
"Good now we have a special gist for you...something special..." |
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| Life Draining Succubus
Obsidian Fantasy 2017/1/29 22:13
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| 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. |
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| Leviathan redux
Obsidian Fantasy 2014/9/26 10:34
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| After much deliberation about bubbles i have determined the following...The lines in the bubble sucked, they bubbles were necessary for a whale having the life and Air squeezed out of it. The foreground imagery was there to give a sense of depth and failed. but not entirely. Now see the new version with many many corrections. |
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The fight with Razor is quick and decisive, and I don't come out on top. the battle costs me...dearly. I feel like an idiot, I rely on my armor too much instead of my skills, and Razor took advantage of that, he really did his homework and I'm lucky to be alive. Had it not been for the spellcasting ability granted by my sword I'd be dead. I escape to the Lillun's bridge but my wounds are too great and I lose consciousness. I awaken in the Med Bay with a worried Moonshadow whodidn't use her power to heal me oddly enough, and a Medic clone tending to my injuries.
"High Justiciar, don't move just stay still. It's going to take time to recover."
"What happened?"
"You were badly injured, by powerful magic."
"Why am I reading a new interface? It says Prosthetic status."
"Your arm, was missing when you arrived on the bridge, we assume you lost it in your battle. Whatever magic affected you has made regeneration impossible and we're not able to make a synthetic replacement either."
"Gods Damn you Razor!"
Among elves is it very shameful to have prosthetics of any kind it demonstrates profound stupidity and is viewed with ridicule...I'll make Razor pay for this. But I can't help but wonder what magic could prevent regeneration? My thought is interrupted by the song of an angel..and instantly I am at ease.
"Relax darling, the doctor has done exemplary work and you'll be on your feet within a day."
"Moonshadow, how did you...?"
"You are someone important to me and I always know when those I care about are in danger or when they are seriously hurt. I tried to heal you myself but the magic was just too powerful...even for me. I'm just glad your doctor was one of my father's medics."
"Yeah the entire crew was a gift from him, in payment for a job."
"I know all about the Infinity-Man incident. Father ordered us to stay out of it."
"What the hell kind of magic stops divine power? I thought mortal magics were nothing compared to yours."
"This magic is not mortal. Who did this to you? What happened exactly?"
I rundown the whole thing and Moonshadow comes up with a brilliant idea: We run the data from my scanners and discover that the magic on Razor's sword is definitely divine...Goodbye arm.
As soon as I get out of here I'm going to turn every resource available to this little problem and Razor will see me again. And next time i won't underestimate him.
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| Leonardo
Obsidian Other Comics 2014/10/29 3:15
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| My version of a Ninja Turtle...that actually looks like a turtle. Shell patterns are from actual textures of turtle shells. Lots of fun that. |
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Obsidian TV and Movies 2015/1/12 21:30
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| Watching the Lord of the rings and the Hobbit I just had to do this one |
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| Legendary Golden Dragon
Obsidian Fantasy 2013/10/10 17:15
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The legendary Golden Great Dragon is known for it's mystical abilities as well as it's wisdom and ability to speak. Unlike other dragons the Golden Great Dragon is sentient and possesses immense magical abilities. They have the ability to assume the form of any humanoid they choose allowing them to live among many species secretly for years at a time. Elves tell of the Immortal dragons with scales of gold, speaking with great reverence of these mighty beings. They possess two breath weapons in addition to having the ability to cast spells (many long forgotten) Lightning and Fire capable of melting Adamantine. There are few dragons who can match the power and fury of a Golden Great Dragon when angered. However, they are benevolent beings using their wisdom and magic to aid the forces of light and promote the greater peace throughout the five galaxies.
Image updated there was some poke through on the rear leg where it actually went through the rock. |
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| Leap of Justice
Obsidian DC Comics 2017/8/3 20:27
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| Here's my finished Batman, in all his glory...I chose a spinoff of the Ben Affleck version not exactly the same but very close. |
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| Last resort
Obsidian Original Characters 2016/7/8 1:20
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| Not all worlds are are populated by friendlies, and even the impressive resources of Obsidian Mask are enough to keep things peaceful. However, underestimating your opponent works both ways and while the pistol in his hand looks relatively harmless when compared to a 35 ton mech the Anti-Matter rounds in the chamber is a real game changer. Everything for 3 blocks is about to be reduced to a crater...But the intrepid mercenary isn't worried as his armor has held up against worse and he knows he'll be the only thing standing when the smoke clears. Anti-Matter is something of a last resort but with his hovercycle a flaming wreck Obsidian is fairly certain it will be the only way to save his skin. A single negatron (opposite of a positron) is enough to do the trick, and anyone caught in the area won't even have time to notice their dead. |
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