Comment on Guest month: Lhhog of Planet B
Hexaditidom, 15 Nov 2009 05:31 pm

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Lhhog, always one to be creative, opted for the Encyclopedic route. :D

He is a huge fan of many creative people, and supports them with his extensive collection of badges. http://lhhog.deviantart.com/gallery/#OC-Badges
Thanks, we need more people like you! :)

Comment on Still life of Comics Reviewed According to Prodigiousness
Hexaditidom, 14 Nov 2009 07:51 pm

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Yeah, no problem!
One thing I forgot to mention - have you tried drawing the full length of their legs, instead of just bodies with shoes? Experiment around with that and see what looks good.

Comment on Raspaka cover of HexFactorial
Hexaditidom, 09 Nov 2009 10:28 pm

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(I threw this together, but it could pass as a cover for the free print offer if I pick a small enough size. Might work on it more.)

When I went around to some of the other churches, I started to see some sad patterns. One was a rich-people church, you wouldn’t even go further than the back few rows before they stop you if you’re wearing anything less than a suit. One was another creepy ritual-obsessed “Four” church, one was another church where you could believe anything you wanted even if the book of Javra said something completely different.
Then, I came across a church that I didn’t see on the map. They had a sign up front that said “a church”. That’s all. Not The Church of anything. Just a church. Without that sign I wouldn’t be able to tell what it was. I could hear some music going on, but it wasn’t grand or anything. Just real simple, like the kind I’d hear on the farm. In fact, it reminded me of the school-farm-church in a lot of ways. This place was just sandwiched between two big buildings.
There was no door, just an empty doorway frame. I walked in and turned the corner where there was a little room where everyone was. Only a dozen or so nalvots. The one playing the kittar was a thin coldswimmer. I saw one swimmer who was missing an arm. These were not pretty nalvots. But they sang pretty good. They sang just like we’d sing on the farm, different notes which went together nice. They sang to Javra, new songs I’d never heard before. Not like the boring hymns. And I came in just as they finished.
“Hey!” said the kittar player, big smile. “Welcome. Come sit down.”
I did.
“What’s your name?”
“Oli.”
“Oli. Welcome. I’m Jase. Where are you from?”
“From a farm, off in some coast in that direction… I forget. A farm.”
“Cool. What brings you here?”
“Parents sent me here to learn at academy. Anyone… anyone from academy?”
Nobody.
“Nobody’s from academy?”
“Tell us all about it,” said Jase.
“What… all about academy?”
“We’ve got nothing else to do.”
“Well actually I’m kind of curious. Where… why this church, why’s it here, did you make it?”
“Yep, we did. Most of us spent a season making this church.”
“Why? What, with lots of other churches in town?”
“We got kicked out.”
“Kicked out? … what, which one?”
“All of them. For every reason.”
“The First church?”
“We’d done too much bad.”
“Church of Javra on 6th?”
“We didn’t dress well enough.”
“Not even the church of the Four? Thems is the most friendly church I’d seen!”
He laughed, as did a few others. “We got kicked out hardest of all from that one.”
“For what?”
“We actually took our book of Javra seriously,” said the one with three arms.

Comment on Guest month: Bonevelous 2 of Planet B
Hexaditidom, 08 Nov 2009 10:30 pm

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Part 2 of 2 woo!
I love how Furato mutated in this comic. XD

Comment on RR sketch 02 of HexFactorial
Hexaditidom, 04 Nov 2009 10:14 pm

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But up front, right next to the raised platform, was the globe.
The globe reached two thirds the way to the ceiling and halfway to the other wall. In fact, it was halfway embedded IN the wall. It was big and brownish lined in all kinds of green and blue with a real elegant shine.
Selke lumbered in. Coldrunners is fat but Selke was easily the fattest one could be and still walk. He wore a light blue toga over himself, that was the color of teachers. And he hoisted himself up the little steps up in front so he could be seen by everyone.
“Welcome to Intro history, everyone. You can call me Professor Selke. Grades are distributed according to the following diagram...”
And he just lost me from there. Bunch of big-word bureaucracy. I picked up again when he began to talk about his subject.
“We’ll start with the earliest recorded history of each species. It’s determined that the first warmrunners emerged in the desertous regions of Palto…”
And he spun that globe and it made big clunky rattly turning sounds. I wondered if it was possible to just have it to myself for a while so I could learn what the rest of the planet looks like, the rest of the planet I’ve been living on all my life but have never seen.
“Writings from the first civilization and archeological findings illustrate that the warmrunners are what we’ve always known them to be: combat-ready, vicious brutes.”
That got several of us’s attention.
“The majority of their early history shows them conquering various regions near Palto, including this dryish area, Paltopela. Evidence there suggests that a different variety of warmrunner was living there as well, a slightly stockier one. Because they couldn’t run as fast, they were easily conquered and wiped out by the leaner warmrunners. Much of their history involves narrowing down their own gene pool in these ways.”
There was a rule that we were not allowed to argue with the teachers. Now it seemed there was a reason for that rule.
“Now if you’ll look here at this slightly grassy…” But without even touching it, the globe started to rotate on its own terms, clunk clunk clunk. And it was going away from what Selke wanted to show.
Selke pounded real loud on the wall. “Kelson! HEY! I’m using that!”
There was some muffled yells from the other side of the wall.
“I have been here longer than you, Kelson. Don’t give me this.”
More muffles.
“I will take this to the dean if you don’t cut this out, I swear I will!”
After a pause, he was satisfied and pulled the globe back to swampy whatever and rambled on until the big bell sounded out in the center of the campus.