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Character : X-23 [Marvel ,X-men] Wingbat [his original character.]
Program : Clip studio paint pro
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- Video coloring progress
- Psd file
- Full size JPG
- Sketch
My patreon here : www.patreon.com/chanit
story line
The security guard moved forward slowly. The noises he had heard had sounded like...well, what they had sounded like was too fucked up to contemplate. Suffice to say, he was scared. His eyes were slowly adjusting to the darkness after he had switched off his flashlight, worried that signaling his position was a bad idea given he had no idea who - or what - had made those noises.
As he turned the corner, he noticed a small light up ahead that seemed to illuminate a figure. Just as he realized it was the glow from a handheld screen, most likely a phone, he heard a female voice call out.
“Who are you?”
He froze. It was phrased like a question but sounded like a threat. She couldn’t be talking to him, could she? He was cloaked in darkness and had made damn sure not to make a sound. But the figure holding the phone looked up and was now staring in his direction.
“I can smell you. You do not smell like the others. You should leave.”
That sounded like pretty good advice at that moment. The small light disappeared as the phone’s screen was shut off and the figure disappeared in shadows. Fuck fuck fuck. The guard fumbled with his flashlight for a second before he finally managed to flick the switch. It was pointed downwards and as it turned on it illuminated a body lying crumpled on the ground just a few feet in front of him. It was missing its right hand and it also looked like it had been...eviscerated, as if attacked by some wild animal. The guard raised his free hand to his face, covering his mouth and nose with the back of it. Christ. He swung the flashlight beam up in front of him, pointing it in the direction of the figure he had seen. It swept across several more bodies before finally circling two people leaning up against a wall. A man and a woman. Or, hell, more like a boy and a girl, they looked to still be in their teens. The male was holding a phone, obviously the source of the light he had seen. His other hand was around the shoulder of a girl. They were dressed for a night on the town, but their clothes showed signs of a fight. He could see slashes, rips...and blood spatter. Then he noticed the girl was holding long knives in her hands and the blades were coated in blood. That little thing was responsible for this carnage?! As he watched her, she made a fist with one hand and turned it around, letting the blades flash in the beam of his flashlight. Those weren’t knives, he realized, the blades were coming out of her hand. Shit, she’s a mutant. Just as his brain realized this, his eyes registered that the male was slowly growing menacingly in size.
The guard stood frozen for a moment, then his flashlight turned off again. "This is way above my pay grade," he muttered as he turned around and started making his way quickly back the way he had come.
hope you enjoy it
only : this pack include [ www.patreon.com/creation?hid=1…
- Video coloring progress
- Psd file
- Full size JPG
- Sketch
My patreon here : www.patreon.com/chanit
story line
The security guard moved forward slowly. The noises he had heard had sounded like...well, what they had sounded like was too fucked up to contemplate. Suffice to say, he was scared. His eyes were slowly adjusting to the darkness after he had switched off his flashlight, worried that signaling his position was a bad idea given he had no idea who - or what - had made those noises.
As he turned the corner, he noticed a small light up ahead that seemed to illuminate a figure. Just as he realized it was the glow from a handheld screen, most likely a phone, he heard a female voice call out.
“Who are you?”
He froze. It was phrased like a question but sounded like a threat. She couldn’t be talking to him, could she? He was cloaked in darkness and had made damn sure not to make a sound. But the figure holding the phone looked up and was now staring in his direction.
“I can smell you. You do not smell like the others. You should leave.”
That sounded like pretty good advice at that moment. The small light disappeared as the phone’s screen was shut off and the figure disappeared in shadows. Fuck fuck fuck. The guard fumbled with his flashlight for a second before he finally managed to flick the switch. It was pointed downwards and as it turned on it illuminated a body lying crumpled on the ground just a few feet in front of him. It was missing its right hand and it also looked like it had been...eviscerated, as if attacked by some wild animal. The guard raised his free hand to his face, covering his mouth and nose with the back of it. Christ. He swung the flashlight beam up in front of him, pointing it in the direction of the figure he had seen. It swept across several more bodies before finally circling two people leaning up against a wall. A man and a woman. Or, hell, more like a boy and a girl, they looked to still be in their teens. The male was holding a phone, obviously the source of the light he had seen. His other hand was around the shoulder of a girl. They were dressed for a night on the town, but their clothes showed signs of a fight. He could see slashes, rips...and blood spatter. Then he noticed the girl was holding long knives in her hands and the blades were coated in blood. That little thing was responsible for this carnage?! As he watched her, she made a fist with one hand and turned it around, letting the blades flash in the beam of his flashlight. Those weren’t knives, he realized, the blades were coming out of her hand. Shit, she’s a mutant. Just as his brain realized this, his eyes registered that the male was slowly growing menacingly in size.
The guard stood frozen for a moment, then his flashlight turned off again. "This is way above my pay grade," he muttered as he turned around and started making his way quickly back the way he had come.
hope you enjoy it
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I don't know who wingbat is, but I'm sick and tired of seeing this fake character all I've the place