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exceedboundaries · 4 months
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Would you rather, if you were a creature in Rain World, be a slugcat, iterator, or other creature? Why?
I think I'd be a slugcat. Same reason being a regular cat sounds nice: I'd like to be a cute little creature making its way through the world! Perhaps that's why I like my little slugcat OC, Fourth Tide Dreaming, so much. Been thinking about this question a lot as I do a little expedition with Rivulet.
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exceedboundaries · 4 months
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I think I had a good start with daily uploading. Had a lot of fun!! Gonna slow down a bit, though, so my brain doesn't start trying to think of making fun art as a job. I'll get to things when I get to things.
Not sure what I'll do next. Maybe some art of Suns and Moon venturing out....
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exceedboundaries · 4 months
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Real Gourmand Hours
Wanted to do some Shapes with some grainy brushes, so I decided to refine an idea for a Gourmand design! Inspired very, very faintly by raccoons, and mostly by the fact that I wanted to render as much fluff as I could.
Gourmand is certainly the fluffiest of the slugcats, and they have the body heat to match. Big, furry paws, nice and robust body--he's a little stretched out here like a show cat, but plumps up when sitting down or crouching. I think I need to develop them a bit more in that sense of showing the Rotundness, but this is a good start!
In Apricity, Gourmand isn't present that often, but I like the idea of the Cherrypie ship, so I think whenever Gourmand shows up, she's right near Hunter. I think they go off together on little food quests to more out there regions, so they sort of cycle in and out together. Gourmand is also very large, so she gets all of the pronouns.
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exceedboundaries · 4 months
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It happens in a flash; waiting right outside of a tunnel, the white lizard snaps down on their arm with no warning. It's hard enough to rip themself away and get to running, scrambling for every bit of purchase they can get as the lizard continues in pursuit. Coolant and oil drips out, marking their path as they go.
When the lizard retreats to try and eat the arm, not realizing its lack of sustenance, Chasing Wind shudders in relief.
In the present day, Chasing Wind observes the wildlife around Unparalleled Innocence's can. She's offered to help them research a way to properly graft a new arm on, but they're not interested in getting past more nuances of blocks against such a thing. There's a difference between a simpler level of detachment and the refashioning and reattachment of puppet limbs, anyhow.
They won't tell her, though, that the continued loss is more a reminder. They know that, given enough time, their local group could work together to figure out something.
Wind simply isn't interested in pursuing the project to its ideal end.
For now, they focus their thoughts on the lizards. Such bestial creatures, starving and pursuing the next meal with every cycle that passed.
They wonder if, rather than the slugcats that their local group and other iterators favor so, the possibility that they could tame a few lizards of their own. They could do with the same crushing jaws on their side rather than ambushing them once more.
It's an interesting thought.
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exceedboundaries · 4 months
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A work in progress....gotta love gnawing on an iterator's arm!
Been busy today, so not a full post, but we're doing our best out here. Had a nice time visiting family. The full version of this should be up sometime tomorrow!
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exceedboundaries · 4 months
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i am SO unstoppably sleepy after work so yall have some moons i sketched during work. I Love Her, My Wife,
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exceedboundaries · 4 months
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"Too similar to my prior robes...too silly....well, this looks interesting!"
Moon goes through a bit of a trial and error phase as she tries to make clothing with the help of her fellow iterators. Eventually she settles on a daily wear set and tables the thought--for the moment. She knows there's better fits to come...
(Because I don't have the best sense of style.)
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exceedboundaries · 5 months
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Ended up experimenting with some brushes and techniques + a few design thoughts for Five Pebbles! I'm a big fan of messing around with shapes for heads, since there's no reason iterators couldn't've had some funky head shapes.
The last image is all experiments with a grain brush and the lasso tool! The iterator on the left is mostly just to test things, but I find the head and antennae particularly satisfying. It and the two greyscale slugcats (bottom uninfluenced by canon slugcats, top influenced by Rivulet) are all freeform, whereas Moon, Pebbles, and Sig were all made on top of a guiding sketch. I'm particularly pleased with the vibe that Moon's gives!
Perhaps I'll experiment a little more with brushes again. For now, I think I'm settling into Moon's outfit--particularly the luna moth inspired shawl/cape--but it definitely needs to be worked on sometime.
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exceedboundaries · 5 months
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Please. Please be reachable somehow as we venture out to find you. It was your rarefaction cell that set off this chain of events; you must be out there, wondering what has become of it. Have the cycles taken you down beyond repair? Was it Ruffles that spelled your end? I hope that your puppet still remains, when our rescue mission finds its way up your can.
Moon wonders if the prize that she seeks--Pebbles and his safety--still exists in truth. It is the work of cycles, short but agonizing in the uncertainty of it, to convince the others to assist her and physically leave Unparalleled Innocence to try and rescue Five Pebbles. Their party eventually consists of her, Suns, the slugcat that Suns calls their Messenger, and an older slugcat that No Significant Harassment seems anxious for upon their departure, rot-scarred and battered but hardy. Ruffles is held back; Moon can't bear to look at their wide, watery eyes watching them go.
She can only pray ineffectively to the uncaring forces of the world that he is alright. He must be alright.
He has to be, or else she isn't sure she'll make it, either.
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exceedboundaries · 5 months
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Got asks to ramble about Apricity but...I am so eepy after work....msnsnssnnzzzzzzzzzzz (passes out)
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exceedboundaries · 5 months
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CATCH ME WALKING WITH THE GHOSTS AGAIN.
[rabbitology, Millie, Warm the Kettle]
Still at work, but decided to draw all the scugs for fun. Even got to color their lines because I have colored pencils! Did more sketches, but I'm vaguely proud of how this turned out. Tangentially related to Apricity, but it's mostly just canon art! I think I like Hunter (top right) and Saint (bottom right) the most. Listened to Millie, Warm the Kettle on loop as I drew.
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exceedboundaries · 5 months
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the inherent tragedy of an interator's existence spiraling into me as i go to work like 😭😭😭😭 AND THE ANCIENTS KNEW...THEY KNEW THEY WERE DOOMING ALL OF THE ITERATORS AND DESPITE LOVING THEM DID NOTHING ABOUT IT, HOW DID THEY JUSTIFY IT TO THEMSELVES,
I might have said this before but the nature of the iterator’s very existence is honestly horrifying. They do not die easily, and that is an understatement. Even in submerged superstructure, as the rain approaches, Moon’s siren still wails, with no one to alert but herself of her impending fate. A siren, crushed beneath hundreds of millions of pounds of water and metal, is still functional, screaming for no one. In the Saint campaign, parts of Pebbles’ structure are still active, producing steam and heat deep within despite being mangled beyond recognition, despite being fucking eaten alive. Do you think Sliver endured the same? No Significant Harassment? Suns? Chasing Wind? Without proper maintenance, it’s inevitable, and all they can do is sit idly and listen to their structures creak and groan, wondering when they’ll come crashing down.
An iterator’s death is not swift, it is agonizing, a drawn out whimper, a last punishment for daring to defy their creators. They weren’t designed to transcend, and it drives them mad.
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exceedboundaries · 5 months
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Got another long day of work ahead of me; I think I'll bring a proper sketchbook this time, since it'll likely be a slow Monday. I'd love some more recommendations / requests; perhaps if anyone is interested in my Apricity AU, I'd love some asks related to it!
Or just any conversation about it! ^^
HELP ME FROM GOING BORED
sos i have nothing to do at work besides participate in christmas subterfuge with parents over their children's noses so please send me asks / replies of what you would like me to badly doodle on printer paper with a pen
(rain world related, please)
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exceedboundaries · 5 months
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Between sending out Spearmaster and Rivulet together and their return with Moon, Seven Red Suns takes to brooding. There's so much riding on the slim chance that she's even still alive--the chance that Pebbles could still be out there, for example, unconsumed by his rot--that it drives them spare thinking about it.
It's not a surprise, then, that No Significant Harassment sticks to them like a burr. Despite any annoyances, Sig's presence is...well, it's comforting.
They're both the same kind of worriers at heart, even if the nuances within flow along different currents.
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exceedboundaries · 5 months
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Catch me hoarding nearly EVERY ship to myself I just like my eeble beebles interacting 😭 like why CAN'T I have lilypad one moment traffic lights the next everything else after that...why CAN'T all the scugs love each other in a thousand different ways I just want them all to be HAPPYYYYY
[lays on my back and cries over these silly robots and slugcats]
Is there a polycule tag for just "every iterator has SOME kind of weird relationship with each other on a broad spectrum of romantic leanings, intimacy, and contexts" Please. Please. Pl
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exceedboundaries · 5 months
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Is there a polycule tag for just "every iterator has SOME kind of weird relationship with each other on a broad spectrum of romantic leanings, intimacy, and contexts" Please. Please. Pl
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exceedboundaries · 5 months
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A smattering of doodles I've been making at work!
First off, Saint throwing hands with an echo for @soaricarus...which maybe turned into Saint x a random Echo...I've never drawn Echoes before, oops!
Secondly, Gourmand being used as a bowling ball for @stratusstormcloud
And finally, iterators snuggling with their scugs and some Sunstone for @ardienothesieno!
Don't think I'll have the time for more before my shift is over, but this was fun! I'll have to do it again another time.
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