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SgtKisswhere:Alite. . I have been doing eyelashes with mesh instead of hair .
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SgtKisswhere:yes we can... My workflow is mainly between Blender and Zbrush Zbrush is 45% of the job mainly for giving muscles or defining anatomy down to the textbooks. Blender is my building ground. 60% of the time, I define the basic shape of my xters with it . Then all apparels and belts and shoes gets done in it Chairman UV mapping plus the ever annoying Retopology is done with it too. Then (until recently ,recently) I use blender for my shading networks. And that particular area where Blender trumps all....Hair Hair And Hair. even Ornatrix is playing fiddle when it comes to hair in Blender. Unit recently also, I used it to bake my Displacement , ambient, cavity and Normal Maps. so that's it. She takes nearly 70% off the pipeline The only other softwares that sneaks in intermittently is Maya (for Rigging ) and Substance Designer (for textures , though it tends to rat my Nvidia card) |
Happy Sunday Darlings. This is the much I can go at this texture paint for this guy. I repeat African skin is super challenging to get right. Its not completely black nor Just brown. Finding that middle ground is enough headache esp If you can't have access to those ridiculously priced reference images from SDK or turbosquid. I will start with his shading network this afternoon. Using Cinema4d for the shading network becks of Corona Renderer. Its also an opportunity to grasp C4D wella .
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seunnla:Honey I am here...let's see the Evil ..... |
just beginning to paint...
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The street was now empty of people except with cars tearing at panicked screeches and at someplace, terrible cries of pain and shouts of revulsion were punctuated by sounds of guns fired at things that only existed in the realm of nightmares. Christopher at eight was lost and scared and alone in the world for the first time in his life. And he found himself staring dazed at the end of the street and in the middle of the road. And as fate would have it this very hopeless day, one of the revving cars forced him to hit the street road’s shoulder and against a tipping basket filled with rubbish. His last thought before falling into that beautiful void called unconsciousness, was how his mother’s brains sheared against the bedroom tiles looked like Quaker Oats Cereal. The occupants of the car is ofcourse Bisi them, oya next author…..lol
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The thing did not turn on him even as he screamed in resounding decibels of shock and fright. It busied itself selectively picking juicy parts of his mother’s entrails like a woman picking via meat in the abbatoir. Then it paused, Its chitious exoskeleton went rigid with tension as if a switch was flipped. It bolted upright , head jerked mechanically towards the wardrobe and began to observe the screaming child with the detached curiosity of the stupid. The collected entrails of the woman fell off one of its wormlike protuberances in wet tangles to the bedroom tiles but the thing seem to have lost interest. It stood astride the slain woman, two pairs of mandibles twitching audibly, the holes of burning sulphur staring intently at the boy. And when the boy’s adrenaline kicked into overdrive and made him cower from the wardrobe to seek escape. The creature merely trailed his movement, one can almost say,with deference. Its many chitinous protuberances only squirming and dancing to reverberations only hell could produce. Christopher, crossed the room, snut dangling in ropes over his mouth, as he stepped gingerly over his mother’s exposed innards and bolted for the passage. He never looked back. Perplexed. Furious. Hot tears blinded his vision as he teared through the front door to the main gate of their compound. |
No matter how much care was taken , there was always the malignancy of fate. Christopher had just turned eight and was returning with his Mother from the Mary Slessor hospital for children (where they had gone to complete the Rabid and tetanus shots for a dog bite) when they noticed the hullabaloo on their street. His Mother, who had always been at the edge of panic, had dragged him furiously into their compound and bolted the gate thinking, as all mothers foolishly do, that the confines of their high fence was all the bulwark they need against the furore happening on the street. They had rushed into a small parlour to make frantic calls to whomever when they first encountered the creature rummaging via their kitchen. The little passage leading to the kitchen from the parlour was littered with black-as-tar droppings and bloodied entrails of things they, at that moment, couldn’t decipher. Christopher had never really felt morbid fear, even when an angry dog tore at his left shin, not until his mother half dragged and half pushed him into an adjacent room as that thing in their kitchen gave purchase. Christopher was screaming like a lunatic juvenile when the hellish freak that looked like a cross between a cockroach on steroids and a rat , serrated his mother in half while she was trying to push him into a wardrobe. |
madridguy:For once I like ur post.. This is poetic. |
IMAliyu:This is the best....perfect rendering |
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SgtKisswhere:thanks for following... I am not aware of any whatsapp group . And I would want to join one too . meanwhile I'd done d blouse and belt . Belts and I....Siamese twins now. So this completes my modeling phase. Three characters done albeit wt different styles. The Next phase now x Texture and Building Shading networks . I wish i can work with someone. This work could be faster if I had a partner and a studio base . Sometimes I feel overwhelmed....
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Frankenstein:This is pure evil |
that is how we start....Kudos |
I'm so loving this... |
this x also in the report, OP u should ve put this too... but then u are not objective. picking only part of a distinct survey that favours ur bias. Implications for Nigeria Given the disparity in size between the South-East’s current economy and that of the rest of Nigeria, the economic implications of independence for the Igbo Nation on what will remain of Nigeria would not be as significant as many may fear. The areas which we believe would deal Nigeria the most impact its international standing and development indicators. Nigeria has a target to be one of 20 largest economies by 2020, and losing its South-East states would dent that mission considerably; bye-bye G20. Regardless, Nigeria would remain the largest economy in Africa, and its largest oil producer. In terms of its poverty index, the country will suffer a dent. According to the World Bank, the number of poor Nigerians as at 2013 stood at 58 million, half of whom live in the North East and North West. An estimated 60% of the country’s population lives below the poverty line, which is defined as living under US$2 a day – and this was pre the 2014 upsurge of Boko Haram violence in the North-East. It is safe to say that less the South-East region, Nigeria’s poverty numbers will cross 70%. It is truly difficult to imagine that majority of Igbos residing in Lagos and other Nigerian cities will close their businesses and relocate to the new nation. If they do, the traffic conditions in those cities will improve but the loss of vibrancy offered by the Igbos will be felt by all who remain. Without the Igbos, Nigeria’s general literacy and skills level will also drop. In terms of demography, Nigeria will lose its religious balance, and become a majority Muslim country. This is a major fear harboured by many non-Muslims. Finally, whilst Nigeria does not have the complications regarding defence that plagued Britain before the Scotland referendum of 2015 due to the location of ship building and nuclear deterrent activities in the region, there are still some strategic and financial consequences for Nigeria. Defence assets currently located in the South-East include a full Army Division (located in Enugu with smaller battalions scattered in various locations), an Air force base at Enugu and a major automobile manufacturing plant also at Enugu. Relocating these will cost money and the border with the new nation will added to the cost of border patrols required to be patrolled by Nigeria’s military, customs and immigration services amongst others. |
OP u forgot to stress that the report is a collection of mini surveys/research and that the majority of the surveys had respondents who are positive of Biafra's viability. OP u just selected the section that suits ur motive. Stupid. |
Panic was a rat gnawing away at his rational mind. A small part of him still egged him to flee for help or fight off the monstrosity. but his legs had become wooden stumps, 3 miles away from his brain. Shi.t, his girl was basically pleading with those terrified eyes but he was too weak to even scream. The girlz fear was palpable, he suddenly knew that She was going to die. That they will die and probably painfully. But will they stay dead after? That is the worst of it . A strong aroma baked off the apparition. A smell like burning sulphur and cow dung and thousands of dead fowls after the rain. |
The eyes glowed like all power from hell condensed to a point in those spherical orange mass. An yellow-orange that shifted and flickered. His bladder let go and dark map spread down his trousers. They say when an animal x frightened, it flees or fight but what he saw in his vision was too implausible to believe and yet there, too farcical and yet terrifying, He stood rooted to the spot. He felt the soggy wetness of his trousers, his girls heavy breathing and terrified eyes swollen to a frog's ... Yet he couldn't move. Those orange eyes.... |
I'd just submitted a story too the synopsis is thus: A young girl got infected with Spinal Menigitis (a super debilitating disease) just two months off her Mother's death. So the story centers on how her father and her two older siblings coped with her, the advancement of the disease and the threat of an extra terrestrial influence . One thing is to have spinal Meningitis and another is to fight off a demon keen on possessing your daughter. Inspiration came from reading House of Leaves. |
Are you a fan of Stephen King? Yours truly is one. so it was an insane pleasure yesterday, to watched the latest adaptation of his book ...It (highest grossing horror film so far) IT is about a clown, Pennywise, who likes to eat lure kids with a ballon and drag' em down the sewage drain and eats them. I never like adaptations but this one is so true to the book and perfectly horrifying. This work below was made by 3D artist Jeff, using Blender and Zbrush and Cycles WE ALL FLOAT DOWN HERE
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wh en will d demo be ready. I need it. |
This is Powerful.... choi. Seriously NEPA is killin me. .. discovered that the less I practice the more rustic I become . my skills evade me once I leave it a week. If i get to this level mehnnnnnn... The 3d creator is Rocky Meng. 4 yrs into the trade.
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U want to be like this girl . .... Oh dear Lord, I envy her. Take a look at that skin. Perfect. Eyes...perfect. proper Shaders. To think She started just a year before me in 3D. I need to update my brain protein
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another 30mins revision... I think he's a persian assasin/warlock now.
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hopeless things. ... One thing u guys should bear in mind x that u had turn the people into enemies of the state for killing their own kind... |
BiafraIShere:Sir , Remember this quote Those who profited; or who nursed expectations of profiting from the rotten status quo; all denounced him. The Tonye (infamous for his ever-shifiting-of-goal-posts when it comes to principles and parties ) is one |
This is ph.ucking excellent.... I might not like nnmadi's rhetoric but i will rather side with him than go with a dull man that sent battery of soldiers to cage my own kind. ![]() |
I am no longer in the least patriotic. buhari murdered my own kind. I am NOW willing to sign up to whatever....against this 'mere geographical expression'. |
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What have I been doing? A lot x on my hands... But I took a nice break today to refocus on hands. If u think the eye x complicated.... No. Think hands. I got into serious hands study ang got myself going with these.
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