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A vary nice piece, especially for just starting in digital painting. There are a few things I find that could be improved. First, subject and placement. The entirety of Obi-Wan takes about 1/3 of the image, leaving the other 2/3 with nearly empty space. The eye follows the lines he makes, but they t...


I do see improvement, and that is good. It seems like you're learning pretty quickly from input to. The shoulders are better, but they're still a bit too squared off. Slope them down some more. The hips/waist also look better. The major things with this one remains that the abdomen is stretched out ...

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Gavin Luciferian Alexander
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I'm a lot of things, and experience little emotion. And html doesn't work well here. :(

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Under the veil of night, with naught the moon to break through the guise of shadows, a lonely figure haunts the quiet streets. Gun shots occasionally pierce the night from time to time, filling the air with the light scent of burnt gunpowder. It hadn't been long ago that the nights were quiet and the gangs had been silenced, but as of late the stupid people had began pointlessly aligning themselves, against each other no less. Crossing near a street light, with no lost to the shadows that surrounded him, a car could be heard barreling down the road. Head lights blasting over the hill, and veering sharply off as the car draws near. It was a common sight, as everyone knew to stay away from the void of light that persisted even under the street lights, the shade that permeated a malice that even the gang leaders cringed away from. The car narrowly manages to get away as he keeps walking aimlessly through the night.

Walking along through the dark windswept streets, he trods alone. winding his way through the city streets, he reaches a familiar path.Its not often that he walks a path again, as his course is ever changing. Walking along, seeing the forest edge, where the figure once stood. The figure, as ever watching and observant as all the times he had seen it before, has stood there, in sight, for longer than normal. He quietly walked towards the figure, having known that he hadn't warranted it's interest that night. He knew something else had been there. Someone had been there. The only person he had come across in his nightly wanders that he had not killed. Instead, he saved her. Still questioning this, he starting walking along the road. Standing in the same blood soaked patch of road as before. Looking up he could see the stars, that shined in the unnaturally dimmed area around him.

With the stars shining around him, he made his way, still remembering the bloody strains of that night, and his own. He had been walking like any other night, as he always had, even before things went dark. Not long ago, he was just a normal kid, an insomniac teen. He liked the night, its calm quiet solitude. He walked the streets, passing under street lights, ducking from car lights. The car lights were never good. Always, they were either the police or a gang. A new gang leader had just come out of the wood works even. They said she was fierce though. She seemed to scare the other gangs. There was always blood, and a lot of it. She seemed to stain the ground she walked on. He seen her one night though. Being called fierce seemed almost contrary, as it wasn't even a long shot to call her beautiful, even when she was covered in blood. He thought he might be weird for thinking that. He heard one night she had given up on her gang. He had went to see if this was true, and it indeed had been. He got caught though, and the unruly gang called him a spy. The gang had tried to kill him, throwing rocks and knives. He ran though, getting hit and cut. One rock hit him in the head though, forcing him to the ground. He looked up, looked into the forest he had so narrowly escaped into. He could see the figure there, in the trees. He could hear the rush of wind, almost like static. He could feel his mind slipping. He could see the dying lights around him. He felt almost tired, but strangely alive and reinvigorated. He started to move again, but seemingly not of his own power. Smiling, he got up. He realized the dying lights weren't him blacking out, but instead the street lights seemed to fade, nearly to nothing. He watched as the gang approached, as they walked into his darkened patch near the forest. Only a few seemed to come close though. They brandished knives, and started to come at him, but he, unflinching, never moved. He was cut, and stabbed, but kept smiling. A few members of the gang had started to run seeing the blood drip down his body, the others grew fearful at his constant smile. The ones attacking him soon stopped, only to be met with laughter, as he started at them. He first took their knives, first cutting their faces, then down their necks, slicing over their ribs just to plunge the knives into each of their chest, letting the blood pour feverishly over his hands. The others watched petrified with fear, as they witnessed the demented deaths. He went slowly, filling his darkened patch with blood, the air thick with the smell. The blood was almost palatable, the taste barely escaping the tip of his tongue, but close enough to make him hunger for it. He finished those in his darkness, their blood pooling around their bodies as they grew cold, and turned to those watching from farther away, smiling devilishly. They, fearfully unnerved, started to run. They ran from the sight of their comrades who were tortured and killed, and from the person that killed them. Smiling, he began to walk from the bodies, the figure in the woods watching the entire time, ever observant. He walked in the same direction that the gang had run in. They were still in sight, and would scream when they looked back and saw him walking. Their screams grew louder as he seemed to get closer, even if he was only walking. He just kept walking towards them, smiling. They ran, until the sun started to slip over horizon. Looking back, they could no longer see him, or the ominous darkness that surrounded him. He had disappeared. He simply vanished from sight, unknown to them, having retreated to a nearby abandoned building. The next night the gang was on alert. He started to walk again, like he always did. He walked, and the shadow that accompanied him was there and even walking under the street lights did nothing to dispel the shadows. He walked to where the gang members had attacked him the night before. He went to where they had died at his hands. He was almost surprised. He didn't find the bodies. There wasn't even police tape that normally surrounded murder scenes. Instead, there on the ground, lay a circle. There was just a circle, with an X through it, where the bodies had been.

Walking around, he slowly drew closer to the forest. He slowly walked into it. This forest had a dark history, darker than the gang laden town. More deaths and disappearances occurred here than seemed even naturally possible. He just walked into the forest, going deeper. Winding around the trees, he soon started to see a mansion after a few minutes. The massive morose manor loomed from the impossibly dark forest, caused in no part by him even. Feeling eyes watching him, he watched the manor, unsure of whether or not light came through the grime caked windows. He smiled his wide, fear inducing smile. He knew the figure was watching him. He could feel it. He could hear it, the static like wind that bellowed around the trees. Walking up, he sat on the front steps, smiling. He thought then. this is probably where to girl had ran. This is where the girl had ran when she ran into the forest, a swath of death following her. He smiled more at this thought. His thoughts of her, of death, of this manor made him smile. It brought him a touch of joy, that had be absent for a long time. He lay back on the steps, feeling tired as the sun started to creep over the city. The sun's light couldn't even pierce the darkness deep in the forest, as he fell asleep on the mansion’s stairs.

He woke up with a start that night. Having fallen asleep on the steps of the mansion, he expected to wake up there. Instead, he woke up in a bed, with dust hanging heavily in the air. He was moved while he slept. Normally people don't even approach him, yet someone went as far as to move him. Getting up from the bed, he realized that his coat had been taken off him, and instead hung on a coat rack near the door of the room. He went to retrieve his coat and examined the room. There was a fine layer of dust, but clearly the had been cleaned only a few days ago. He grabbed his coat throwing it on.While standing there he heard a soft sound. He knew it was unmistakably the sound of a person's foot falls. He took off towards the window, quickly throwing it open. He lept out as the door to the room he had been in creaked open. Landing with a hard thud, having jumped from the third story, he ran through the forest, as a figure, barely discernibly female, had shown up in the window, watching him flee. He ran until the mansion had vanished into the forest behind him. The city soon loomed before him, as he came charging from the forest, ramming into the guy who had been walking past. Having been swallowed within the swirls of shadows the man gave out a scream that made the cats howl and blood curdle. Placing a hand over the man’s mouth, a smile spread across his face as he quickly flung his hand to the side, drawing the man’s chin in the same direction with enough force for a rippling crack to be heard and echo back into the forest. He got up and stepped away from the now still man on the ground. He returned to the streets, where no one would approach him, for fear of death, leaving the mansion behind, and the onlooking girl.
Sketchy pasta
Some story that I've written for an, as of yet, unnamed pasta.

this was originally written over a few text.
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  • Mood: Steaming
  • Eating: leftover pizza
That was notably the worst Halloween I've had, seriously.
Was planning on going with my brother, a friend of his, a friend of mine, and her little sister, possibly her boyfriend(whose also a friend)
Well, my brother got off work way later than he was suppose to, almost an hour late.
Then we go, meet up with his friend, who had someone else with him.
With those three brashly charging ahead without knowing where the fuck they were going they looked for one of my brother's managers, because she was giving employees king candy bars, or a root beer. Wasted a shit ton of time trying to find her. My brother even called for directions from another co-worker. HE STILL COULDN'T FIND THE FUCKING PLACE. It took me calling, out loud, and someone else living in the same house to find it. It was the fucking house they didn't want to check. FUCK
Then we were planning on hanging with my friends boyfriend. Well nope, he said he was tired and was going home. 
So my brother and his shit head friends decided lets go to work and hang out, instead of seeing if there was anywhere else to get candy.
After wasting time at their fucking work, we decided lets go hangout at the wood park in town, and grab my friend.
We swing by her house to see if she wanted to go. Nope, her boyfriend apparently took her to the movies.
Her fucking boyfriend apparently lied and instead took her to the movies! Fucker. It'd be fine to say, "Nah, we're planning on going to the movies" Nope, I just get lied to apparently. Whats makes it fucking worse, we would have gotten there before they went to the movies, but instead my fucking brother decided to "help out" at work and roll silverware, and waste more fucking time.
Shitty ass fucking night, and Im not doing well. I'm pissed, annoyed, disheartened, unsatisfied, irritated, stressed, aggravated, and all together fucking negative.
Its not good for me to feel this way, but fuck everything
  • Mood: Hungry
  • Listening to: Direwolf20
  • Eating: popcorn chicken
Tagged by :iconyukirahanou:

Rules:

1: You must choose only one of your OC's. Do it again if you want to use a different OC.
2: Your OC must answer every question as truthfully as possible.
3: Title the journal as "OC's Quiz".
E4: When you're done tag as many people as you want.
5: Have fun!

My OC of Choice: Drevian

1: Hi! What's your real name and nickname?
Drevian

2: What's your gender?
I'm male.

3: Interesting... What's your current age?
Um... Im not sure anymore.

4: Uh huh. What's your favorite food?
I like a nice steak.

5: And your favorite drink?
what ever wont poison me.

6: Confession time! Who's your crush/lover?
Thats a secret..

7: Aww! Have you two kissed yet?
Thats hush hush

8: Classic question! What's your favorite colors?
Blue, black. *shrugs*

9: Who's your favorite author?
I do not have one, I dont read much.

10: Now what's your biggest fear?
Thats hard to say... do I have one?

11:*stifles a giggle* I'm not laughing *bursts out laughing* Sorry. Have an embarrassing experience in your past?
Hmm... not sure about in the last year.

12: Any siblings?
Thats impossible

13: Almost, it's only twenty questions. Who's your hero?
Hmm... that old f***

14: Okay, who's your worst enemy?
Deverall

15: What would you do if your hero and your worst enemy got together?
Hmm... kill Deverall.

16: Interesting... What would you do if you met your creator?
Ask him why we exist.

17: Alright, I'll contact them right now. Done! WAT Now, what do you want to be when you grow up?
Not sure.

18: What's your worst nightmare?
I've never had dreams before.

19: What's your lifelong dream?
figure out my purpose

20: What would you do if your lifelong dream came true?
Hard to say, I'd have to figure that out.

21: Okay, where's your favorite place to relax?
On a tree branch in the park.

22: Favorite music?
Hmmm. I dont know the difference very well

23: Do you have any friends?
*shrugs*

24: Last question! What do you spend most of your time doing?
Relaxing.



I tag anyone who reads this >:3
  • Mood: Tired
  • Listening to: Glitchhop (110bpm)
we all know steam punk is some pretty cool stuff, and combine that with music and you have some awesome stuffs.
Do you know some steampunk bands?
Are they listed here?
  • Mood: Tired
  • Listening to: Glitchhop (110bpm)
DeviantArt has turned 14 years old today! DeviantArt and the community has grown, and conitues to grow as new artist gather around, and those already here get better at their trade.



I've gotten better at writing stories, and have branched into new interest, some of which I found through dA

Glitch sloth (Caution, its a bit flashy) by Luciferian-Alexander

Here I got my first constructive critiques and advise. I learned new techniques and better ways to do things here.

Cancer of Blood by Luciferian-Alexander

I found new fandoms to join by exploring and seeing the unique and wonder things on dA


Geared up by Luciferian-Alexander
I learned to make new things, and branch my abilities to extend beyond just fine arts

Egyptian Copper relief by Luciferian-Alexander

But most importantly, I learned to share what I made with the world.
  • Mood: Steaming
  • Eating: leftover pizza
That was notably the worst Halloween I've had, seriously.
Was planning on going with my brother, a friend of his, a friend of mine, and her little sister, possibly her boyfriend(whose also a friend)
Well, my brother got off work way later than he was suppose to, almost an hour late.
Then we go, meet up with his friend, who had someone else with him.
With those three brashly charging ahead without knowing where the fuck they were going they looked for one of my brother's managers, because she was giving employees king candy bars, or a root beer. Wasted a shit ton of time trying to find her. My brother even called for directions from another co-worker. HE STILL COULDN'T FIND THE FUCKING PLACE. It took me calling, out loud, and someone else living in the same house to find it. It was the fucking house they didn't want to check. FUCK
Then we were planning on hanging with my friends boyfriend. Well nope, he said he was tired and was going home. 
So my brother and his shit head friends decided lets go to work and hang out, instead of seeing if there was anywhere else to get candy.
After wasting time at their fucking work, we decided lets go hangout at the wood park in town, and grab my friend.
We swing by her house to see if she wanted to go. Nope, her boyfriend apparently took her to the movies.
Her fucking boyfriend apparently lied and instead took her to the movies! Fucker. It'd be fine to say, "Nah, we're planning on going to the movies" Nope, I just get lied to apparently. Whats makes it fucking worse, we would have gotten there before they went to the movies, but instead my fucking brother decided to "help out" at work and roll silverware, and waste more fucking time.
Shitty ass fucking night, and Im not doing well. I'm pissed, annoyed, disheartened, unsatisfied, irritated, stressed, aggravated, and all together fucking negative.
Its not good for me to feel this way, but fuck everything

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ChibiPyro Featured By Owner Oct 1, 2014  Student Artisan Crafter
Thank you for the fave! I am glad you like my art!:heart::huggle:
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Luciferian-Alexander Featured By Owner Oct 1, 2014  Student General Artist
Thank you for sharing it on here :)
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MortQuiTue Featured By Owner Sep 9, 2014  Student Digital Artist
Ey Gavin! :la: It's Kiwibot. Y'know, from Habit? :aww: I made a new dA account so I can move on from the old stuff in my other acccount.
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Luciferian-Alexander Featured By Owner Sep 9, 2014  Student General Artist
A wild Kiwibot appeared
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ManiacTenshi Featured By Owner Aug 5, 2014  Student General Artist
Thank you for the fave :iconkarkatlovesyouplz:
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BelRhaza4017 Featured By Owner Jul 17, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
an early happy b-day wish to u, my good man
:party: :iconcakeplz:
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Luciferian-Alexander Featured By Owner Jul 17, 2014  Student General Artist
thank you very much :)
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BelRhaza4017 Featured By Owner Jul 17, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
u r welcome
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S--Art Featured By Owner Jun 21, 2014  Student General Artist
Thanks so much for the :+fav:
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S--Art Featured By Owner Jun 21, 2014  Student General Artist
And Thanks so so much for the Added to my devWatch! !!!! Heart Heart  
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