After a months worth of postponing I’m gonna start making these again
I’d like to give you this glorious frame from an animation I’m working on
Axis as Wheatley remake
I added color and a few more clips
Behold
This one funny animation I made
After making my previous animation I wanted to make more so here’s another one for you
I’m real proud of this one
Here’s this silly little Undertale Yellow animation I made out of boredom
"Breaking Pegasus" by Luna-II | http://mecha-ramen.tumblr.com/
Landscape in New York Design ideas for a large full sun backyard stone formal garden in spring.
#TheMrColeman Preparing for #MissUniverse #competition #Vegas #Axis #PlanetHollywood #Casino @Miss+Universe with #SteveHarvey on #Foxtv #jmoise55 #rscmediagroup #luluorangeinc (at Planet Hollywood Resort & Casino)
Getting into UT Yellow, here’s some fan art of a humanised AXIS_14. The best character
Could you draw Kanako watching cartoons with Axis?
I really like to see them as siblings.
I've been wanting to draw them doing sibling stuff for so longgg 😭
"Aw, man," Micah said. "I am stuffed."
"Good! Then you're who's going to buy, Micah," Ray said.
"What?! Oh, come on!"
I chuckled the ate the rest of my Yakitori (grilled chicken skewers), and flipped open my mini-notebook to my notes while Micah and Ray fought over who was going to pay. By the time I filled out a good page, the boys were up at the cashier's counter. I sat up from my seat and walked away from our table and out the door.
"Hey, Fuu! Where are you going?" Micah shouted to me. I walked over to the counter and set a bag of money in front of Micah.
"I'm going out. Take the money. I'll pay this time," I said as I start to walk away, but then I turned back and called out, "Keep the change!" Then, I waved 'later' to Micah and Ray as they watch me run off into the busy streets. Now, off to my secret space.
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After I threw hundreds of punches and kicks at my beat-up tree stump, I jogged around the hiking trail I always took at this time. Then, I took a short break, lying on a cold rock to cool myself down and drinking some water from a nearby river.
"What're you doing?" A voice asked behind me. I shrieked, almost falling into the river, trying to see who came sneaking up behind me. But thankfully, the person that surprised me caught me right as I touched the water with my fingers.
"Whoa. That was a close one," said Ray. He pulled me up on my feet.
"C-Captain?!" I exclaimed. "What are you doing here?"
"What am I doing?" He replied. "I believe that I asked you that question first."
"Oh. R-right... Wait. You know about this place?"
Ray tapped his fist into his palm in realization. "Oh yeah, you probably didn't think I knew about your little training spot? You come here every time we finish up for the day." He's just changing the subject now?! I thought. I paced up and down around the river bank.
"Okay, so you know about this place? The Meadow," I asked again. The Meadow is what I named my training spot. Simple since it was a meadow hidden by the expanse of forest.
"Yep," he replied calmly.
"Since when?"
"Since before you started training by yourself."
I gawked. So, over two years of Ray practically stalking me. My mind was racking with clues of him being there.
"Now that I answered all your questions, mind answering mine?" Ray said. "Why do you push yourself so hard? Are you trying to prove something? Or I am just conceded?"
"I don't need to tell you anything." I spat and started to stomp off. As always, Ray is nosy. But Ray grabbed my wrist, holding me back.
"Tell me. I'm your Captain. I am supposed to watch over you until you've grown up enough to stand on your own. Until then, I am a part of your life. Don't hide anything I need to know."
His face looked genuinely serious. Before, I compared him to my strict father, but now it's different. He is just himself and no other. Even so, it's weird enough that I have a strong urge that I should tell him. Should I? No. I need to stop overthinking this. The real question is, do I trust him enough? I pondered on this question for a moment. But in the end, I sighed a sound of defeat.
"Fine. But it'll sound quite cheesy," I said. "I always practice on my own time because I want to prove to my brother that he was wrong about me. Childish, I know."
"Really? Your brother doesn't like that you volunteered to fight?"
I shake my head. "Nope. He would much rather have me stay in bed all day. He's just like my dad. But I want to protect and fight for our kingdom. I want to fulfill my mother's dream of becoming a general of one of the Six Armies. Maybe even greater than that. And that's what convinced him to sign me up for the academy." Ray looked at me with a surprised look on his face.
"Wow. That's some dream." He muttered. Then he spoke up and asked, "So, what happened to your mother to make her let go of that dream?"
"Um... My mother had an illness that took her life. It slowly but surely drained her energy and lifespan. And especially when I was born. It took so much out of her that she only lived until I was three years old. Twelve years later and I'm here where I am today. I think she would've wanted me to move around than wallow in pain back home. I want to live the life that my mom couldn't. I want to see things in her place."
I shook off Ray's hand and walked back up towards the rock where my things were. A cough escaped my mouth after I took a sip of water from my water cup.
"There's your answer. Thanks for keeping me company, but I got to go back to my dorm." I started sprinting back to the city. Over the logs and rocks before I could find the paved path back. I heard a loud rustle in the trees. I looked up and saw it was Ray jumping away to his place.
Will he be okay? Was it all right to tell him? I don't know if that was too much or too little to say, but I said it anyway. I mean, it's not rare for a dead relative. But this is my mother that we're talking about here. Oh well. No use overthinking this. He was a general in the Eastern Army. Plus, he's pretty much an adult. With those two things in mind, he'll be fine.
I slapped myself on my face with my hands. What the hell? Why am I so worried about his well-being? Just keep moving. It's not a much big deal. Right? I arrived back at the dorm in a bit. I would cool off better there.
I pushed my way through the forest vines, sprinting as fast as I could towards the city. So close, so close, so close! I thought. Then the heavyweight of someone landed on top of me, and I started hurling towards the ground. As I struggled to find a way to land safely, a stray vine tangled around my foot and distracted me, and I faceplant onto the forest floor.
"You still suck at getting away from me," said a voice from on top of me. "You should be able to, at least, barely dodge me by now." Groaning from the pain, I try sitting up, but the person sitting on my back was too way heavy for me to move a muscle. So, that I immediately failed.
"It's not my fault," I shot back at the voice. "For one, you're a former general of the Eastern Army. So, how can I, a moderate rookie, be able to avoid you like that? And second, get off of me, Ray! You're as heavy as a hippogriff!"
Ray sat up, cleaned up the dirt off me, and heaved me back on my feet. He would've given off my father's aura if he weren't a former general and an airhead. But everything else was like my father. He was strict, vague, and a tough-love sort of guy.
"That's Captain Ray to you," he said. " And one, I don't believe hippogriffs are as heavy as they look. And though you admitted that you're still a little duckling, you've been training for two years. And ever since you started, you've been as slow as ever."
"It's not like you tell me what I'm doing wrong. And to make up for that, I've had to train on my own time." Ray lifted my bandaged arm that I hurt during my training as an example.
"Yeah. And every time you overdo it."
"So what?" I quickly whipped my arm from his grasp. And put my other hand on my hip. "It's not like I'm going to be dropping like a-" Then a yell hurtled down behind Ray and me. When I looked over at the person who fell, my teammate was on the ground nearby, on his back and not moving besides some shallow breathes. Indicating he was fine. "Well, it's not like I'm going to be dropping like Micah." I pointed out. I picked up a stick, walked over to Micah, and poked him with the twig. He loudly moans.
"Stop it, Fuu. I'm already in enough pain from my fall." Micah said. Okay, maybe I lied about him being fine. But he was as okay as he was going to get. I held my hand out to him and helped him up. Once he was up, I picked out some stray leaves in his hair as he dusted himself off. Then I stared up to where Micah seemed to fall. "How did you even fall? And from that height?"
"I was hiding up near the top of a tree. I saw you get caught and started to climb down, but then I slipped while setting my foot on a branch. And now here we are." Ray roared in laughter and slapped Micah hard on the back.
"Well, since we're all here and done with our 'Escape Exercise,'" Ray managed to say over his giggling fits. "Let's go grab a bite to eat, and then we can continue onto weaponry tomorrow. Since you two already learned hand-to-hand combat last year, we need you guys to start choosing a weapon to practice with."
"A weapon?!" Micah and I exclaimed. Captain Ray turned around and started walking off.
"Yeah. A weapon. No big deal, though. You both will suck as much as Fuu's running." He replied, then whistled his way out of the forest ahead of us. A little pissed off from Ray's nonchalant mood and the insult, I started to move to attack him from behind. But I was held back by Micah's strength. He grinned, he knew what I wanted to do, but he held me back anyway. So instead, we ran over to Ray and followed him to the city to eat.
The General looked at the file again. Over and over and over, they've been bothered with this girl ever since they saw her file. Wondering what she was like aside from the proper lady in the photo. Well, they'll find out when they meet her. The General closed the file and put it in their ever-growing pile of papers. They needed to clean that mess up sooner or later.
The General got up from their chair and looked out the window of their office. There in the courtyard stood a teenage girl. The girl wore what looked to be a silk kimono. She appears to be a noble girl. It was the same girl that's in the file. And the kimono. It didn't suit her. The General grinned at himself and the girl down below.
"Fuu Madris, huh?" he muttered. "Well, I can't wait to see how you'll fair out in the field. Don't disappoint me now, dear descendant of Koshi."