Inktober 18 – Moon Debris scattered everywhere. Motors cooling down. Buried under the landscape of a unknown planet’s moon, there’s a spaceship that, somehow, survived a terrible crash.Despite the evident damage, the hull’s structural integrity is intact. Some flickering light[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
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Inktober 04 – Knot – We should use straps, not ropes, captain.– Straps won’t do, we need the metallic restrains for this one.– er… aye captain. but, why?– Never put straps on angled surfaces. Are you really a docker?– I’m[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Inktober 03 – Vessel This stranded crystal is quit the loot by itself. But to find an unknown humanoid life-form enclosed inside!Who knew close circumsolar objects could have this kind of gems ? /* Krita + Yiynova */ [STORY START][…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Inktober 02 – Suit Space is hostile to life. Radiations, vacuum, temperature… Everything is extreme in space.A single mistake can cost your life and the lifes of your crew.Is Cpt. Horacio doing such a mistake right now? /* Krita +[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Space Peanut reentry Wouldn’t be the strangest thing of these last years… *** Pencil doodle on A6 sketchbook ****** Porte-mine sur carnet A6 *** Ce serait pas le truc le plus étrange qui nous soit tombé dessus ces dernières années…
Yuzu-2 “And if the dam breaks open many years too soon And if there is no room upon the hill And if your head explodes with dark forebodings too I’ll see you on the dark side of the moon” –[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Great Old Sun The sun is probably the closest thing we’ll ever have to a true eldritch abomination. Hear me out there: – Older than recorded history, was here longer than any of us and will be long after we[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Returning Home – Sarg’, permission to talk freely?– Yes, son– Why the f*** are we carrying a eyed rock to the gate?– Don’t ask, Don’t tell. The white coat said so, son. So take that… eyed thing, go up there,[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Returning Home – Sarg’, permission to talk freely?– Yes, son– Why the f*** are we carrying a eyed rock to the gate?– Don’t ask, Don’t tell. The white coat said so, son. So take that… eyed thing, go up there,[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…