TMR - The MSPaint Reject

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Original OP created 07/03/09
Second OP created 25/04/11

Yeah I've been away from this thread for a while, I actually failed my Art examination last summer and that upset my artwork a bit, so I decided to push off until I could get back into the groove. Now, however, I seem to have picked up a rather nice Artist badge, so I think I should start fresh with a new OP, not least because the original can't take any more pictures.

So, here's everything I can remember doing recently, minus some of the Smog stuff that hasn't been released yet. I doubt I'll be updating this regularly save with work I do for the Smog/CAP, but I'll be happy to do any requests that you people have (assuming you're really that desperate), but don't expect a rapid response. And so, now that this thread no longer has 5 stars...

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There is little to be said for the days that followed, but that Hereward continued to ponder over that which he had long pondered. Joy and strife alike were foreign to him, and by his creed constancy was his watchword. And yet still he was human, and had not passed to that stage beyond where emotion is too complex to be imaginable, nor to the primordial state where emotion and instinct were one, whatever he himself imagined. He was desirous of something more, if not to embrace the ways of his peers then at least to understand them. Even more fundamental to him than his distaste for inconsistency was his distaste for ignorance, and if his want of knowledge did not appeal to him then certainly his reluctance to ignore what was before him did.

And certainly I am not ignorant, he would assert to himself. I maintain an understanding of them that far exceeds their own. Or do I? And still I am cynical. I must be, if I am to see that which those so much more accustomed to these flavours cannot. Poor children… what can I think of them? They follow their paths… their own paths… the paths are identical… but the people are not. Somehow… I am sure of that. That much I know. They are too… competitive… to be identical.

Hereward was certainly not a stranger to his friends and their ways, despite his isolation. He had watched them for two and a half years, every three weeks or so claiming that he had discovered everything about them that there was to know. And yet still they were ever changing, never remaining still. Their habits and mannerisms never seemed different until one considered their first impressions. Take Gareth, for example. He had been a portly boy of thirteen upon first meeting, greatly critical of those that performed, as he called them, ‘indignities’ and upset the wellbeing of the common room. Now the first impression one received of him was simply as another of Vincent’s hangers-on. Each once had their own mannerisms and traits, swallowed in a toxic cocktail of conformity, disillusionment and testosterone. I see them as shallow, but what if who they once were lurks just below the surface? Perhaps there is fifteen years’ worth of depth to them after all, rather than the featureless, standardised façade of misguided social desire that they wish others to take them for.

Certainly Hereward was not the social virgin he professed to be. His curiosity aroused that much. He would speak a great deal, though rarely unless spoken to, and relapse into a comatose state of narrow-eyed glaring that seemed incomprehensible to those around him. This was when Hereward found himself in greatest danger, that he might reveal himself to others around him. He would speak and then be silent, professing to watch and be watched but finding the allure of a clever comment oft-irresistible. Then he would retreat to his shell, reinforcing his mind with powerful absence, a vacuum that protected from the incoherent chatter around him. And as such he never quite knew what the result of his comment was, nor how the conversation died.

A most general assessment of the situation, therefore, would be that Hereward had decided to take a more direct interest in proceedings as they unfolded. This would, of course, be most unfair and untrue. He had, as previously mentioned, always been observing his companions closely, smiling and shaking his head when his prophesied conclusion came to pass, and some disastrous occurrence had fallen upon some poor wretch’s head. Equally, he had been most puzzled when nothing like his fabled wounds in society had happened, and indeed the whole affair having been sorted in private, no man nor woman any the worse for it.

Furthermore, while he was content to sit and sigh at the many foolhardy exploits of his peers, the world as it so often is was not content to let him do so. Called upon to speak in his lessons or provide some service to a fellow soul in need, his duties were discharged with promptly. But further from that, a most cruel world had a habit of dropping him into the black threads of the social web at the least convenient times, causing him to liaise with his peers on behalf of some function that required attention, ordering quiet in the common room, or else muttering half-formed complaints about the decorations put up for the latest communal event. Indeed he was not quite so detached and absent as he believed himself to be, and so very few people on the outside saw him even as any more than the loner he set his standard by.

Do not let us intimate that he was in any way deluded or living a lie, however. If his social detachment conformed not to his ideals, then his mental detachment certainly did, and he was of no illusions regarding that which was his and his alone. He wore and ate what he was given, and detested the necessity of choice. Neither did he drink alcohol or smoke tobacco, and resented the application of peer pressure. More than anything else, he saw in people’s innocent activities their higher applications.








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ORIGINAL OP said:
I guess I'll just get this over with.

I think of myself as a moderately good artist, with little to no equipment to draw with. No scanners, no mouse, no editing equipment (beyond MSPaint). So, I felt I could only get better. I decided to make an art thread, and stick a bunch of pictures I knew nobody would look twice at in one place and ask you politely but firmly to cast an eye over them, refrain from making those throat noises that indicate incredulity and help me get better. After all, I can hardly get any worse.
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You probably saw this coming. In this section I like to sit back, relax with a pint of warm milk and enjoy the exquisite sights of the worst enemies of the bug-type being pounded to a pulp by various members of the family. Naturally, it is my hope to be able to draw next to every bug and make them look next door to Dialga. And, naturally, I gave up at 'B is for Butterfree'.
Still, I managed to draw some quick MSPaint-esque, blocky drawings. If your eyes are not offended yet, feel free to examine.




























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Another update.

If it's not obvious, the Skarmory is about to get fried by Forretress's Zap Cannon. If it hits. This one had to be scaled down massively, and thus most of the detail on Forretress, as well as Skarmory's pupil, has been lost.

Can you do me Empoleon vs Salamence, and empoleon froze salamence's wings?
Certainly.
 
Nice stuff you got here. One thing you can improve on is the outlining on some of them. Other than that, great art.
 

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Well, I've finished Xcellcior's request.


It was only really a quickie, unfortunately, and I had to resize it by a fair amount when I uploaded it. I can add more detail later, if you really want...
 

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Golbat used Brave Bird!



Could you draw a Lucario going dragonball Z style with hitmonlee?
It has never behoved me to observe this Dragonball Z.

Therefore I shall endeavour to make a valid assumption in regards to your request.

And then I cogitate that there will be no obstacle in fulfilling your request.

In English: Sure, no problem.
 
Hey BMB! Finally got around to checking this one out...

It's awesome!! Particularly like The Smog one.

Could you possibly do a Magnezone frying something...anything...
 

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Request completed.



Riolu gets Mewtwo's arm behind its back, and goes in with a Shadow Claw (Warning: may require excessive amounts of imagination or a refusal to accept any sort of reality).

MM, you know I've got exams, so yours will have to wait a wee while.
 

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Oh god, this art is amazing, i love all the drawings. One of the best art threads ive seen!

The Heatran VS Heracross and Salamence VS Empoleon are just perfect
 

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Great Pictures!

If your taking requests, how about a Wurmple who's string shot is pulling down a Moltres. It might not be logical, but it would make good art!
 
Nice stuff! Heracrpss punching Heatran looks awesome.

Also, not being nit-picky or anything, but Power Gem is fired off from a gem on the Pokemon (acting like a ray-thing), in this case the gem on Vespiquen's head :P. [still nice pic :P]
 

bugmaniacbob

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Great Pictures!

If your taking requests, how about a Wurmple who's string shot is pulling down a Moltres. It might not be logical, but it would make good art!
I'll get around to it eventually, but I've got exams, so it may take a while.

And thanks!

Nice stuff! Heracrpss punching Heatran looks awesome.

Also, not being nit-picky or anything, but Power Gem is fired off from a gem on the Pokemon (acting like a ray-thing), in this case the gem on Vespiquen's head :P. [still nice pic :P]
If you say so... although in the anime Vespiquen fires it from its hands...

what about making beedril using twinneedle on a alakazam
Okay then.

Oh god, this art is amazing, i love all the drawings. One of the best art threads ive seen!

The Heatran VS Heracross and Salamence VS Empoleon are just perfect
Thanks.
 
I'll get around to it eventually, but I've got exams, so it may take a while.

And thanks!



If you say so... although in the anime Vespiquen fires it from its hands...





Okay then.



Thanks.
Ohh..I saw that episode, IIRC I saw it from the head, but I could be mistaken, meh doesn't matter XP. Like I said nice work anyway :P.

Could you seperate the Heracross? I might use it (and credit you) sometime.
 

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Ohh..I saw that episode, IIRC I saw it from the head, but I could be mistaken, meh doesn't matter XP. Like I said nice work anyway :P.

Could you seperate the Heracross? I might use it (and credit you) sometime.
Ah no, I deleted all my preliminary sketches because my computer was fogging up, so I think I've lost them :(.

EDIT: Found them.



 

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