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lindsaynooneops · 2 months
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Fundamentals 1: Software Pūmanawa A bit more compositing
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first image of choice to edit into the jumping man Photoshop creation
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i duplicated the photo, object selected the magpie, then clicked on the mask icon and then added a blank layer between the two. by clicking option/alt + delete/backspace, in the new layer between the bird and background, we created a fill using the foreground swatch colour. i selected then duplicated the background layer and made it an overlay by putting the opacity down to see all the issues needing fixed
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on the mask layer being selected, i created a path around one of the areas that were undesired and needed removal. i turned the path into a selection and then hit delete.
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going over a few more areas and using the same technique as shown above has proven success in creating a more seamless cut.
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after removing sections we found some areas that were overdone
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i ran the white brush with maximum softness over the edge of the feathers of the layer mask
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after some touch ups and tweaks i finished separating the background and the magpie
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Magpie added to the jumping man composition
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this is the 2nd Photoshop image i will edit out of the background.
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once again i duplicated the photo, object selected the skink, then clicked on the mask icon and then added a blank layer between the two. by clicking option/alt + delete/backspace, in the new layer between the bird and background, i created a fill using the foreground swatch colour.
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i then created a path around the areas undesired i then made the path into a selection and then deleted the section
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i then took the soft white brush around the areas i went a little over
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i then added the skink into the background.
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moving on to 2 vectors (one that interacts with the jumping man) i decided on using a whirlpool (the road i grew up on's name means Whirlpool in Maori)
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i started with creating one ring of a swirl
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I then duplicated the swirl while removing some parts of the shape ie. the mid colour, highlight and shading
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i played around with the shapes and bent some edges to create some uniqueness and natural randomness.
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I selected the image and hit export selection, hit 3x scaling and made sure it was in the right folder and then hit export asset.
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i then placed it via file > place linked into the jumping man project.
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i then duplicated the asset and then moved the duplication below the stylised S.
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after adding a layer mask to the top duplication of the whirlpool and creating path selections around areas overlapping and parts of the swirls to be put behind, i was able to successfully create an effect similar to the stylised s of the whirlpool going around the jumping man
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for my final vector, i will be recreating Carex kaloides, commonly named sedge which has been observed in the area of what the background painting was of(The Poolburn Dam) to be declining.
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after rigorous play around with stroke shapes, placements and sections of colours this is the end result. i started off with the left down bending straws but realised how drooping i had made it thus far so i gradually had the straw stand up mostly straight as i went on.
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i decided to put the sedge next to the skink cause they looked very lonely :(.
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i went over the area with a soft erasor to blend them in better
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i decided to add some shading to have them work a little better with the scenery
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Following all that, we are finished. in reflection this turned out better than I imagined and I'm glad that things fit together well with each other. I'm happy i was able to use images and vectors that well represent the area of the Ida Valley and the Poolburn Dam in an artistic perspective after growing up in that area for many of my young years. the main thing that i would benefit a project similar to this is having more time to brainstorm and go more in depth into the design and creation of the objects. i honestly haven't been able to get around to work on this composition until the day of posting this and the day after. all of these objects and photos are of significance to me. the sound of the Magpies squawking early in the morning among the pine trees opposite to my bedroom window and the poplar trees spread around the farm house. the name of the road i grew up on, Auripo Road, where Auripo is Maori for Swirly Wind or Whirl Pool visualised here with the whirl pool around the jumping man and stylised S. the skinks roaming around up on the hills of my farm that my family has owned for many generations. and the sedge observed all over the place along the Dam and my Family Farm.
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danicadenniss · 8 months
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Amanda Isabelle Lavigne
Home: Titan City, United Republic of Nations
Nickname: Mandy, Young Lady by her parents, Lavigne by Coach Levy
Abilities: Bullying, Cheating, Pranking, Intelligence (In her brainstorm), Sneaking
Occupation: Student at Titan City School, School Bully
Species: Human
Gender: Female
Height: 4’6
Weight: 200
Ethnicity: Caucasian (French Canadian, Italian, German)
Hair Color: Blush-Black
Eyes Color: Deep Blue
Skin Color: White
Family Members: Father-Maximus Aldo-Lavigne, Mother-Phoebe Chloe Lavigne, Youngest Sister-Tamara Emma Lavigne, Partial Aunt and Uncle-Willa and Felix Aldo, Partial Grandfather-Dr. Hugo Aldo✝️, Partial Grandmother-Viola Aldo, unnamed Partial Great Grandmother ✝️, unnamed Partial Great Grandfather ✝️, Partial Great Aunt-Ida Aldo✝️, Material Grandmother-Charlottes Julia Lavigne, Grandfather-Mr. Lavigne, unnamed Material Great Grandparents✝️
Love Interest: David Rodrigueiz (ex crush/enemy)
Appearance:
Amanda Isabelle Lavigne is a German, Italian and French Canadian pre teenage girl with straight bluish-black hair styled in a bob cut with short bangs, sideburns black eyebrows, deep blue, plump face and a medium figure (she is being so mean like other mean girls as ugly). She wears a mint v-neck t-shirt with a black dumpling print on it front, light blue above the knees jeans shorts, tan furs boots, a pair of blue round eyeglasses with blue lenses and red pearls earrings. At Titan City School, she wears a light blue button up shirt with short sleeves and collar, a purple v neck sweater vest, blue ruffles miniskirt, light blue over the thigh socks with white trim, tan fur boots, a pair of blue round eyeglasses with blue lenses and red pearls beaded bracelets on her both wrists, her hair tied up in a small ponytail as she wears a purple hair tie. At Nighttime she wears a blue v neck nightgown with cap sleeves and a purple teddy bear pattern and purple pajama shorts with mint green dogs prints on it each side and mint green unicorn pony slippers.
Personality:
Mandy is mean, whining, bossy, hateful, greedy and violent girl, she insults people believing her rivals gets highest grades and her parents comment and grounded her everyday for her bad habits and her actions.
Worst Crimes:
Bullying
Cruel and Unusual Punishment
Cheating
Lying
Slander
Big Threats At Titan City School
Brainwashing
Attempt World Domination
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lets-zofifi-stuff · 1 year
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death games and robots: 💭💬🎭😊
💭 - What inspired you to come up with this AU?
Funny story. I actidentally stumbled upon this person's post about a new ida for DCA AU. One where they are magical automatons in the ancient greek-mythos-style setting. They would become property of some high eminence.
Sun would be a gladiator, imprisoned and forced to fight, and Moon would become a servant to their lord. And y/n would be merchant's child who can't get married for some reason and they got that crazy prophecy about the great danger, and dangerous cratures who would love them. In fact a lot of the story comes from that post. There are some spoilers there.
The post was interesting and poetic and i loved it.
I reblogged it with an idea that came to my mind. (That it would have to be ancient Rome gladiator fights were never popular in greece) boys owner would be evil emperor William Afton.
Terra anwered me, and they not only lliked it but added to my ideas, we started to brainstorm, and eventually I decided I have to write this story.
As for popculture inspirations:
There is this old film from 1993 "The age of treason" about a private detective in ancient Rome. It is, an investigation, also advenure but most importantly a buddy cop comedy. I rally liked that film and it gave me an idea on what I want this story to feel like.
I am also sprinkling bits of 2000 film "Gladiator" for drama and the "hurt" part of hurt/comfort.
💬 - How would you describe this AU to a friend who wasn’t in the DCA fandom?
Two magical automatons fall in love with a mortal, and all three have to escape an evil emperor.
🎭 - Tell us one cliche/trope you love in AUs and one you dislike
I love mutual pining. Like, they both like each other but they just won't tell :3
If it counts as a trope, I don't really like it when any of boys get manipulative or passive agressive, especially Sun.
😊 -What do you find the most fun about creating it?
Adventure in interesting setting, the potential of action scenes and comedy, talking with people about the story (especially Terra), every time I write myself into a corner and suddenly I get The-Perfect-Idea-WItch-Works-So-Well.
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k00281044 · 2 years
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Before I go ahead exploring love and lust, I have decided to post the other ideas I explored beforehand. I was not sure whether or not to post them as I feel the ideas are not as good as the one I have settled on now, but these are the ideas which lead me to where I am now so they are still an important part of the process. In the first picture I was exploring the idea of fashion being temporary. It was the first idea that came to my mind when I heard the word "temporary", but didn't take the ida further as I felt I didn't have that great of an interest to continue this until Christmas. In the second picture, the idea of lust and love came to my mind and I jotted it down while I was exploring the idea of if how we look is temporary with the rise of plastic surgery. I decided to leave the idea of lust and love behind at the time and if I still had an interest in it later on I would look into it then. In the third picture I was looking into an idea I gained from a lecturer Mary, which is how we temporarily change how we look and how we act based on our social settings. Even though I really liked the idea I was unsure how to take it further, but I really enjoyed the brainstorming process. Today I would like to research the Greek ideas of love and see how I get on and how I could develop these ideas.
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vynsvision · 2 years
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What if MC wasn't a lawyer?
Originally, this was going to be a list for me to have on hand for self-inserts or if I wanted to adjust Rosa for a fic. It become a brainstorming piece about all the alternate versions or jobs/work positions Rosa could have held instead of being a lawyer for Themis Law Firm.
WC: roughly 1.2k
In my daily checking of the "tears of themis" tag (by recent because yeah duh), I read sdaomine's minific au about vilhelm (svart!vyn) kidnapping his enemy's daughter and proposing marriage. And then another post in the tag was maybe about Marius's assistant minific- not sure bc I didnt read it. [edit: did read it later and no it wasn't, but this is now irrelevant.] But, point is, it got my brain going and thinking and I realized each of the boys have like an alternate place for Rosa to have been instead of Artem's subordinate in the Themis Law Firm.
Vyn:
1. A Svart citizen/person of royalty- someone who was/is also of lineage, and they connect that way. Maybe helping him ease the dislike he has of his home country. This person has the money and connections to get answers.
2. Someone Vyn works with or went to school with for Psychology n stuff. Someone who would also work at Giannovyn. Someone who knows how to observe and analyze the effects of the NXX drug, and maybe is sent from like the govt to discover how serious this is and how hard they need to crack down.
Marius:
1. His assistant. Duh. What more do I say. Not sure how they would be relevant to the nxx investigation but whatever.
2. Heir or high up in a competing company, and they personally are into biology and chemistry outside of work bc mc having two degrees or doctorates or whatever would be hot. Or maybe 3 bc they can have one in business, too. Sexy.
Luke:
1. Fellow NSB agent is the obvious piece. It would, of course, change their dynamic drastically, but I just think MC should be allowed to hot as an agent. Maybe they were kept secret and mc is undercover as Artem's subordinate. Anyway.
2. Even better, (or worse, depending) MC was recruited by some other agency/organization and so when they realize they're on competing intelligence sides...... hhhgg.
Now that I think about it, Artem also has an alternate:
1. Simply, instead of working with Themis, MC works for Baldr. Imagine that. Basically the same, but MC might be harder and Artem and them would be enemies to lovers. Sexy.
Darius: (because this is My Post)
1. Fellow detective. Pretty straightforward.
2. Someone who is in witness protection or is currently a Criminal (boss or second-hand) but isn't going to be pulled in because of a Deal that they and Darius make. Hhhhhhh this is self-indulgent but let me live.
Now, to a degree, I understand why MC is a lawyer. Someone has to prosecute (or whatever) the bad guys or the offending party. But if we went with any of these differing routes, here are some ideas-
1. In biology or chemistry, it would be neat to be able to test chemicals n stuff. Like... seeing how one thing reacts to a different thing, and trying to find the right combination.
2. Business... not really sure, but it could open up more characters and arguments/debates/conversations with people who are shady but you can't just pull them into court.
3. Agent stuff... this is obvious but a fight. This is, of course, the most attractive option, because it wouldn't be something you could skip- the cards would change to be able to be applied to weapons, maybe, or if you could have backup. Like "Clash Royale" from Supercell or something. That would be so cool!! This is. The coolest option so far.
4. Baldr option doesn't change this, really. It would still be debates n shit. Which is fine bc it wouldn't be Themis. Maybe we could debate against Artem in public court. Imagine the fics........ *ahem* Anyway!
5. Svart option... this would probably be similar to the business option. Connecting with government contacts and having a wider range of authority would be an attractive feature. Like, being able to meet with a government official, and then stepping out and checking in with a street contact and comparing the information. Maybe thats too agent-y, but I didn't specify what part of the Svart government MC's Svart family would work for/be a part of.
6. Psychology option (like if mc worked at Giannovyn) could be more specific like figuring if someone is lying n stuff? Watching someone speaking and having been told to look for certain tells, and you have to catch them by taping on them in that spot when the tell happens.
7. While an assistant [to Marius] would have access to the same stuff, they would have access to equals in other places. Someone who is overlooked, and would have a better connection with househands or bystanders, yanno? Being able to use the authority of Pax and being the CEO'S assistant, but also being able to meet regular people and being able to relate to them without the intimidating aspect.
8. As for the Darius mention, a fellow detective would be neat because then you can take part in interrogations or investigations- as someone posted the other day as an irl-lawyer-reacts-to-lawyer-otome said in the post, lawyers don't actually partake in the investigation. It just. Doesnt happen. And they're right!! So let me take part in investigating and interrogating and gathering info beside Darius!!!
9. Or as a criminal having connections under the table n shit. This one i mostly explained before but yeah having connections to who's selling what and oh through the grapevine of Crime or homeless or the overlooked, this is the info I got. Mmmmm. Thinking again of fics we won't get bc mhy are cowards
Honestly, the more I think about this, the more I wonder why the Heck MHY didnt choose these options. "For the cards" makes sense, I guess, but when you dont have to pay attention to the debate and they're just there to get resources and not pay attention to your phone... its disappointing. I do like the story finale debates because you have to choose the right evidence that applies, or the "hmm, no, this evidence doesn't match with that evidence" parts in the main episodes of story... (wow, do I just miss the main story?)
I think the cards could apply in different ways and they could really get more player interaction and giving-a-shit. It would be cool to know the stats of cards better, kinda like in Genshin, where you have to build characters a certain way to get the best results, whereas in ToT im pretty sure you just. Level shit up.
These are just my thoughts, but I'd like to hear if anyone has additional ideas or thoughts!
[Note: this was mostly written in descending order, so if I say "theres not much on this thought" in one place and then later elaborate, its because more came to me later for a different spot on this post.] [It was also typed and posted via the mobile app so please bear with me if there are errors... I'm doin my best]
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listwjanka · 3 years
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Medical Journal aut. Ida O. - Victor - Day 5
Frankly, with every entry this is becoming less and less of a medical journal and more of just a journal, sprinkled with research notes. Given that this laboratory work together with my personal recordkeeping is the only allotment of privacy I enjoy, so be it.
My colleagues have by now established a firm supply chain for the mass of raw materials required for mass manufacturing of military-grade homunculi. Evgenia has even set aside some for the creation of a personal lab assistant, which I hope will receive tighter stitching than her last unsightly pet meatsack. She ended up wasting more time cleaning up the apothecary than saving any by having it around. In any case...
We will not want for simple resources. My headaches have begun much earlier and elsewhere entirely.
Arch Knight Victor had sired no offspring. None whatsoever. Not one bastard to his name, as if his seed never met fertile soil. Infuriating. This has continuously remained a mystery to genealogical researchers and clergy taking interest in his case alike. Why would a man of Victor's standing and power choose to cut his legacy right as it sprouted?
As much as a lack of a direct descendant complicated my undertaking, the Ossuary records showed a narrow path to reclaiming a bloodline laid to rest a millennium ago.
Now, in any other scenario, primary sourcing would be by far the most auspicious route of procuring materials; however, Victor's mortal remains are particularly scant. Records only know of a singular distal phalanx, cut from his body as a relic, lying preserved in the cathedral Vault of the Saints.
Despite the best efforts of clergical thanatologists, dissipative processes will have claimed its toll. Time has little care for human sacrament. And, these days, so does the noble family.
The thanatologists will, hopefully, have little choice but to surrender their sentimental trinket at Father's behest. That is, if I can persuade Father to sign me a letter of command that would authorise such procedure.
I will have to convince him as much as myself that my project is not doomed right out of the crib. Yes, if only.. if only, this once, he deigns me worthy of a single gesture of good will.. I will rise to the occassion.
I will forge a sword to cut his puppet strings.
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ladyramora · 5 years
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What if Fray was a zombie like Hildebrand?
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m0nsterwife · 2 years
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Oc ask!! What's the most creative oc idea you've had, and have they been used for anything yet?
OKAY SO probably one of my wildest and wackiest OC ideas is a character i like to call not-a-goat. a friend helped me brainstorm his backstory and stuff; basically he’s a demigod who was cursed to look like a humanoid goat after his godly parent had an affair. he lived during the bronze age, was found mummified in a peat bog, and was revived through SCIENCE™️ because the researchers who found him were like “woah what the fuck.” i don’t really have a story for him i think, but he just really likes making friends ^^
some others are my frankenstein AU characters, the four deities: relleta (space), emprea (time), idae (life), and ertenne (death). i mention them because they’re the least human-looking and most uncanny out of all my OCs, at least in my opinion
finally, another that i’m especially proud of is karatos, who is an angel lawyer partially inspired by billy flynn from chicago. he’s one of my multiverse OCs, and he specializes in clearing the names of various characters after they die—even if they don’t exactly deserve it. i came up with him while pondering moral ambiguity and thinking amusedly about how some characters’ actions would hold up in court
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designida · 2 years
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Brief 6: Urban Game
Group 12: Ingrid, Mia, Matilda and Ida.
Our theme: Magic!
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We started brainstorming different magical game ideas, like a collecting game, a more story driven game and a mafia style game.
We ended up going in the direction of a story/ puzzle solving game.
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Our starting location, we chose this because it had a witchy vibe.
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First playtest with paper props.
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Flowchart for the games first 15 minutes.
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We made some props for the game, to make the players feel immersed in the story, and to help them solve the puzzles to find their way.
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Our digital component was an witchy phone interface, our interpretation of what a witches phone would look like if they were real. This was also a tool to give the players clues during the game.
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taem-min-archived · 2 years
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Damnnnnn ur theme!!!!
why...why don't i get good idaes TT ??
But anyways that theme is SPECTACULAR!!!
lmaooo thsi took a few minutes of brainstorming actually...i made the header on my own
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d4ydr34m-3nby · 3 years
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Hello, i have been brainstorming for the past two days so here have my list
Squish
Leaf
Star
Dionysius
Strawberry
Crow
Lemon
Paint
Anything space related
Void
Kale
Rhythm
Bun
Bread
Elf
Berry
Cherry
Lynx
Snail
Zipper
Ink
Grey
Zip
Morbid
Acid
Abyss
Tai
Nyx
Viper (or anything snake like)
Venom
Poison
Ink
Ida
Have it as you want
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adamantiumdragonfly · 4 years
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flora!! happy trivia tuesday my friend!! good luck teaching today!! <3 for trivia tuesday, if u want, any memes u are willing to offer up 😄😄 and if u want your research links and process, whatever u please!! thanks!! 💛
Ahhhh research! My favorite thing. I'm not gonna go full in depth but there are some things you need to research to write a character.
Let's use Ida as an example.
Whenever there is a new character in a story, or a new story, I like to do some 1 on 1 brainstorming just so I can flesh out their character. Ida was meant to be a throw away character. Show up once or twice and never really seen from again.
But then I grew to like her as I started writing.
For the brainstorm, I like to make a list of some basic things I know about the character or things I need to know.
For Ida, it was something like this:
*Was born in London. Learned French as a girl. Ran away to join Army. Got into the SOE and transferred to OSS.
So some questions were obviously raised from that point on.
Where in London was she from?
Why did she learn French as a child?
Why would she need to run away to join the Army when Britain was very much for the war effort?
and why did the SOE want her?
These answers were all tied together by the first question? Where in London was she from?
If she was a higher class, maybe from a powerful family, that would make her more valuable, not to mention her French lessons plausible. She ran away to join the army because she wanted to make a legacy for herself and her parents disapproved. The SOE needed French speakers and someone of some society background would mean she could operate in Paris's higher society without sticking out too much. Ida would be comfortable in all sorts of crowds.
Some of the random links that I have pertaining to this particular brainstorming session include:
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bletchley_Park
*I toyed with the idea of Ida being a coder for a while*
https://www.spymuseum.org/education-programs/spy-resources/language-of-espionage/
https://www.focusfeatures.com/article/class_is_out__england_between_the_wars
And then
Since we are doing A Little Discorr throwback with today's post. Have some memes @immrsronaldspeirs and @trashgoddess600 made. Along with some incorrect quotes.
And my Art Breeder composite for Themis.
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dylan-xiv · 5 years
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☆LF: RP - Dylan Finn☆
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☆ The Basics ––– –
Nickname(s): D2F as in Down to FUCK, just kidding, it’s Dill. Age: Twenty-Five Birthday: 5th of August Race: Rava, Viera Gender: Female Sexuality: Straight Marital Status: Adamantly Single Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
☆ What I’m looking For ––– –
Fun, excitement and adventure! Friends, enemies and everything in between! RP Groups
☆ What I’m NOT looking For ––– –
Possessive/rude/pushy/impatient partners. People seeking to ‘get with’ Dylan then leave.
☆ Additional information (OOC) ––– –
Dylan is just a baby, her story is practically a clean slate with a lot of potential to work with. I’d much prefer to work with bigger rp groups, but I’m still happy to do some 1x1 role play.
As for me, I’m Australian so my time online will be different, but I can be rather flexible. I can become distracted easily, but please don’t assume that I’ve become bored with you. I have simply forgotten and need a little poke~!
[In Character Tag] ☆ [Answered Asks Tag] ☆ [Aesthetic Tag]
☆ Contact Information  ––– –
You can message me here on Tumblr for my contact information or catch me in game~! I only RP through XIV as I found it to be a far less stressful medium for me. However, I would be delighted to discuss any potential RP plots through Discord.
  ☆ Character Profile Continued Under the Cut! ☆
☆ Physical Appearance ––– –
Hair: Dylan’s natural hair is a soft and sandy blond colour, but she will often dye it a random assortment of colours depending on her mood. The style of hair is usually a cute pixie style cut with a few longer pieces to braid a collection of beads through. Eyes: Both eyes are a bright, sapphire blue colour. Build: Lithe and athletic. Distinguishing Marks: A blueish grey marking on the ridge of her nose and a beauty mark just below her right eye. Common Accessories: A collection of colourful beads that she braids through her hair. Usual Attire: Whatever she finds lying on the ground wherever she’s staying. She has a preference for comfortable clothing in bright colours, usually paired with some cute shorts and bare feet. Check out her aesthetic tag for examples of her colourful tastes! [Aesthetic Tag]
☆ Professional ––– -
Languages: Common Tongue, Sign Language, Old Script. Profession: Professional Vagabond. Skills: ☆ Dancer: Dylan is a skilled dancer, it is her chosen disciple. She’s more of a hunter that prefers to stalk her prey rather than a fighter who challenges someone head on, but she will launch on the offensive if she’s been provoked. ☆ Water Control: A skill passed down through her family line, Dylan has the ability to control and manipulate water. However, traditionally the practice of this skill is forbidden outside the protection of her forest home and so she will only ever use this power when under great threat or stress. ☆ Painter: Dylan loves to paint, whether she is actually any good has yet to be seen. Her favourite medium is acrylic paint on any blank surface and applied with her hands. She thrives in this chaotic mess. ☆ Musician: Dylan is learning to play the drums to the great annoyance of anyone who has the displeasure of living under the same roof as her. ☆ Basic Grasp of Old Script and Ancient Teachings: Thanks to the knowledge passed down through her family, Dylan has a knack for deciphering old script and ancient ruins. However, never bet your life on this skill as Dylan is not exactly fluent! Gee whiz, the old script symbols for ‘exit route’ and ‘obvious trap’ are awfully similar, aren’t they?
☆ Personal ––– –
Birthplace: Fanow, The Rak'tika Greatwood Patron Deity: Azeyma because I forgot to change it when I fantasia’d from Kee. Residence: A small and run down garden shack on the beach in Mist (Her FC Room). Personality: Dylan is a bubbly and exciting energy! She loves stirring up trouble and making every mundane task an adventure. Dylan is still very much a child at heart and wants nothing more than to bring out the fun for everyone. Likes: Food, loud music, the beach, blue skies, flowers, dancing and making a mess. Dislikes: Working, boring people, shoes, lectures and ants. Favourite Food: There isn’t a food that exists that Dylan doesn’t love. Virtues: Overly friendly, bursting with positivity, optimistic, easily amused, fun. Sins: Naive, vague, obnoxious, abrupt, silly. Excitement: Dylan becomes excited for food, loud music, being near the beach and having fun with friends. Fear: Dylan is afraid of being alone for too long, getting lost and dark/tight spaces.  
Short Biography: Six years ago Dylan encountered a mysterious person, who at the time she believed to be the Warrior of Darkness, traveling through the Greatwood. However, trouble stuck when that person began to teleport away. The pull of their aether had been so strong that it dragged Dylan into the void between worlds and launched her across time and space! When she came to she found herself on a completely different world. A seemingly peaceful world, but one in constant strife much like her own. With no idea how to get back home she decided to wander this new world, learning whatever she could about it and helping the friends she makes along the way. Hoping that one day she would once again find the Warrior of Darkness and convince them to take her home.
OOC: Dylan landed in Eorzea at the beginning of 2.0 and has been living among its people for the last six years. She has a pretty good grasp of what’s going on within Eorzea, but some days she does suffer from a lapse in knowledge. Dylan’s primary goal is to seek out the mysterious Warrior of Darkness who launched her through time in the first place and convince them to send her back home. However, she seems quite content to delay that goal in order to enjoy her time in Eorzea.
☆ Relationships ––– -
Spouse/Partner: None Children: None Parents: Mother, Aníka. Father, Unknown. Siblings: Five sisters, all younger (Britt, Fía, Laíla, Ida and Grét). Pets: A Shoebill named Bill.
☆ RP Hooks ––– –
☆ An idiot has been breaking into your house and ransacking your fridge every night. You lay a trap and catch yourself a wabbit.
☆ You need a papsy and you happen to run into the most gullible fool imaginable. Convince Dylan she’s your only hope and watch her follow you to the ends of the earth.
☆ A flyer was found that calls for anyone versed in old text to apply for an open position, the only one dumb enough to go for something so vague is Dylan. Will she prove useful? Probably not.
☆ I honestly have no idea what RP Hooks to list here, but come talk to me and we’ll work something out! I would love to brainstorm with you and come up with something unique~!
☆ Thank you for taking the time to read all this! ♥ ☆
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lazella · 4 years
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Mermay Day 5: It Takes a Villiage
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The first week with Ida in the house went by fast. The family and their guest fell into a routine of Maury and Ronan getting an early start to their day, while Coral taught Ida more about human life, technology, and pop culture. When the men returned in the evening, they had dinner with what would be a conversation about any random topic. Then it would be brainstorming on how to make Ida’s life on land a lot more comfortable. A longer than standard bed frame was constructed, and a pad was draped in the frame like a hammock. It was done that way so that it could simulate being in the water giving Ida a more restful sleep. They converted their old guest room into Ida’s bedroom that faced towards the ocean which doubled as reducing possible window peepers. A small library was amassing in the room as well as Ida improved on her reading and began hoarding books.
They were still working on a solution for the mobility problem though. A wheelchair was considered but two problems arose. First, they had no idea how to get a wheelchair and second, when sitting Ida’s tailfins dragged on the floor so there was major concern about the delicate fin getting caught in the wheels. Little did they know a solution was coming fast.
It all started when there was a knock on the door one evening and when Maury opened it, all the other fishermen were standing there looking rather anxious.
Maury took a good look at each of them and asked, “What do you want boys?”
Sebastian took the lead, “So…you know how we need to get your permission before telling anyone about Ida?”
“Yes….”
“Well…you know how we got Issac’s wife to make that pad and blanket for Ida’s bed?
“Yes?” Maury had a bad feeling about where this was going.”
“You see……ummmmm…..” Sebastian shifted from foot to foot, “They sort of…want to know.”
Maury crossed his arms, “They want to know? Or did they overhear you? Or did they figure it out?”
“A bit of the last two actually!!!!” A definitely female voice cried out from the back of the group followed by the gaggle of fishermen wives pushing themselves to the front of the group.”
Maury let out a huge sigh and yelled into the house, “Son! The wives know!”
“HA! I win! Twenty Euros please.”
Maury could hear his son grumbling before paying his mother.
“So…do we owe Ronan’s tab?” Another fisherman asked rather hopefully.
“Don’t worry…I’m sure we all know that we cannot keep our secrets from our wives.” Ronan waved the group in. “Sit in the family room for now and we’ll introduce you in small groups so we don’t overwhelm Ida.”
Ida quickly became the darling for the fishermen wives becoming rather attached to her quickly. Maury reckoned that since many of them never had daughters, Ida was filling that void.
“I hope you like the bedding I made for you.” Emily, wife of Issac said.
“It’s so comfortable thank you.” Ida shook the woman’s hand, “I’m amazed with your handiwork. How did you make these stitches so small?”
“I suppose I could teach you.”
“OOH! We could teach her knitting too!” Someone else suggested
“And embroidery!” Came another voice.
Soon more proposed crafting ideas echoed in the family room.
“Ladies!” Coral clapped her hands to get everyone’s attention, “Perhaps we should consider what Ida would like to learn about then set up a schedule?”
The gaggles of ladies seemed to calm down before all eyes were on Ida.
“Umm….” The mermaid fiddled with her hands, “I would love to learn how to make cloth. We didn’t have anything like that back home.”
“Making cloth…..” There were a lot of hums as everyone thought.
“Sue…does your mother in law still have that spinning wheel?” A lady named Theresa asked.
“I think so.” Sue answered, “And I think my husband has been looking for a challenging woodworking project. Think you could make a loom honey?”
“SURE DO!!!” Was the enthusiastic response.
Coral laughed at the scene, “I haven’t seen you all this excited in years.”
“Well sorry for getting excited for getting to teach a mermaid all the amazing things we can do…” Emily said rather smugly, “Though I have to ask…how have you been getting around dear?”
“Ronan or someone else usually carries me.” Ida explained, “I could crawl but that gets very exhausting.”
“I imagine so.” Emily hummed looking down at Ida’s tail and delicate fins, “I think I may have a solution to this problem.”
“You do?” Ronan asked rather hopefully.
“Give us a few days and we’ll have something.” Emily gave a wink, “Ladies! Time to march! We have a project to do!”
True to her word, Emily knocked on their door a few days later with the fruits of her labor. “Special delivery!” She said with a grin.
She carted in a freshly polished wheelchair painted in bright red colors. Though instead of the pedals that feet usually would rest on, that entire contraption was removed, and a large cloth bag was secured across the base.
“Where did you even get a wheelchair?” Maury asked.
“Remember when my father had that leg surgery a few years back? He had to be in a wheelchair for some time as he didn’t have the strength for crutches.” Emily explained, “This old thing was just sitting in storage since he completed his physical therapy. So we cleaned it up and made some adjustments.”
Ida looked over the wheelchair from where she was sitting on the couch, “So…how does it work?”
“I’ll be more than happy to show you.” Emily smiled before turning to Ronan, “Mind sitting her in the chair first?”
Ronan quickly brought Ida over rather ecstatic that Ida’s mobility issue was about to be solved. Once he got her in the seat, Emily began explaining how the wheelchair worked.
“So you just push down on the wheels to move the chair forward and backward. To turn around, just turn one wheel more than the other. This lever here is the break and this switch is the wheel lock so you don’t roll away.” Emily pointed to the respective parts of the wheelchair. “As for your tail…..” Emily carefully scooped up the end of Ida’s tail being mindful of the fins and placed the end into the bag attached to the wheelchair. “Now usually there would be a footrest here but seeing as you don’t have feet,” Emily giggled as if she told a joke, “We replaced it with a bag so you just stick your tail in there so it’s not dragging on the ground.”
“I’ll have to admit Emily….” Maury said, “You’ve impressed me.”
“This is why you need us ladies on the job.” Emily gave a wink.
“I’m so glad you found a wheelchair for Ida.” Coral said, “We weren’t sure how we were going to acquire one ourselves.”
“We take care of each other in this village.” Emily said, “So…ready to give it a try Ida?”
Ida hesitantly took hold of the wheels, holding them firmly and getting used to the feel. Once she had collected her courage, she began pushing herself forward inch by inch.
“You’re doing it Ida!” Ronan cheered her on.
“Try turning!” Emily suggested next.
It took some figuring out, but Ida figured the secret to rotating the wheelchair. And with a bit more practice, soon Ida was rolling all over the first floor of the house. There was collective cheering from everyone present.
It just goes to show that sometimes, you do need to let others in to help solve your problems.
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corvo-bianco-lilacs · 5 years
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Okay my lovely anon!
Pregnant lady fluff that starts as very angsty #1: Sabrina
Trigger Warning my lovelies: Rape and heavy delving into mental illness, specifically depression.
Please read at your discretion.
I would like to thank @enid--an-gleanna for her lovely contribution in helping me brainstorm these ideas!
You’re the greatest!!
This is super long already, so I’m going to split it into two parts. This will also be the same for Ida as well. Please let me know what you think! I always take kind reviews and constructive criticism!
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The darkness that had clouded her vision slowly dissipated, and she found herself face down in the grass of the surrounding woods. The last she remembered, she had been arguing with some advisor or another over their need of her magic, the next, total darkness. It was only after a few moments that she felt the pain that was radiating through her body, but mostly concentrated at her pelvis. She managed to tilt her head just enough to gaze down at the pain, and found herself gazing into the green eyes of her assailant, the same advisor that she had been arguing with before the darkness had claimed her, his hands digging painfully into her hips as he took advantage of her prone state.
She struggled to move her arms, and found that she was wearing Dimeritium shackles when she attempted to use her magic. The man released her hip, bringing his hand up to her hair and grabbing a fistful of it, painfully ripping her head back as he pounded into her.
“You sorceresses think you’re so high above us non-magic users, but forget that you’re also just simple human wenches.” He shoved her face back into the dirt, bringing his hand back to her hip. “The only thing you bitches will ever be good for is a quick fuck.”
Tears pooled in her eyes, but her screams refused to leave her throat. She heard him laugh behind her, taking pleasure in her misery.
“Seems you already know your place, whore.” He spat, painfully clawing her back, leaving angry red welts on her pale skin. “Silence better suits you.”
She couldn’t move, couldn’t scream, and couldn’t let the tears fall. She simply laid there, hoping that it would be over soon. Hoping that he would leave her alone and remove himself from between her aching thighs.
She heard him grunting as he picked up his pace, pushing her just a little further into the ground as he thrust painfully into her. A few moments later, he clenched her hips painfully in his hands, and she could feel the painful warmth as he filled her with his seed, dropping her to the ground once he had finished. He stood from the ground, fastened his trousers, and left, leaving her alone, violated, and half naked in the forest. Only when she was sure he was gone did the tears finally fall freely down her cheeks. And only then did she release the sobs that had gathered in her throat.
When she finally regained her ability to move, she slowly pushed herself up onto her knees, readjusted her dress over her bleeding thighs, then used the tree beside her to slowly stand up, unsteady as she leaned against the sturdy bark. Without the ability to teleport, she slowly walked back to her hidden cabin, pushing the door open and making her way inside. She collapsed onto a nearby chair, a yelp of pain escaping her as she slowly shifted to stop the pain from radiating through her body. She sat there for some time, simply staring at the far wall, her vision cloudy with tears as she replayed everything that had transpired during the attack. She eventually stood and made her way over to her megascope, calling for any of her Lodge sisters to take the Dimeritium from her wrists. Surprisingly to her, Yennefer was the first to respond.
“Sabrina?” Yen questioned, gazing at the flickering image of Sabrina. “What’s going on? Your megascope is acting up.”
“Yenna…” Her voice was absolutely broken, and Yen immediately became protective.
“Sabrina, what happened? Where are you? Are you okay?”
“Yenna…” A sob pushed past her throat once more, and Yen immediately replied.
“Where are you? I will be there in an instant, I just need to know where you are.”
“I’m... I’m shackled...” She cried, the tears spilling down her pale cheeks.
“I’m bringing Geralt with. He’ll be able to help remove Dimeritium, if that is what you’re shackled with.”
“Yes...”
“Sit, Sabrina. We’ll be there soon.”
The connection faded immediately, and the silence surrounded her once more, plaguing her with the thoughts that spun through her mind. She collapsed onto the floor, curling into a ball as her cries echoed through the cabin.
The sound of a portal opening outside touched her ears, but she didn’t move. The front door slamming open didn’t stop her tears. She flinched when she felt Yenna’s hand gently touch her shoulder, and a frustrated sigh came from Yen’s lips. Her touch was tender, soft, motherly as she gently soothed Sabrina from her thoughts, slowing her tears, then finally stopping her sobs all together.
“Can you sit up for me? I need Geralt to take those shackles off of your wrists.” Yen spoke, her voice soft as she gently took hold of Sabrina’s shoulder once more.
Sabrina did as she was asked, slowly easing herself upright. Yen gently took one of her wrists, noticing the bruises that had formed on her pale skin. A sharp breath came to her, her eyes coming to rest on Sabrina’s own.
“Sabrina... What happened to you...” Yen questioned, her voice cracking slightly as she gingerly held Sabrina’s arm.
Geralt stayed back, watching the two of them talk. He heard everything as Sabrina told Yen about the assault, the fact that the beast had left her alone in the middle of the forest, and what he had said to her. His blood boiled, and all he could hear was the sound of it flooding his ears. His fists clenched painfully at his sides, his nails digging into his palms.
“Geralt...” Yen called, bringing his attention back to her. “Please, can you take these shackles off of her so that I can properly heal her wounds?”
“Yeah...” He came and kneeled in front of Sabrina, noticing the way she flinched when he lowered before her. “Can I touch you?” He questioned, his hands on the floor as he gazed at her.
She slowly nodded her head, and he removed the shackles as quickly as he could, freeing her wrists and noticing the cuts that had formed from how tightly they had been on her wrists. He moved away once more, leaving the girls together as he stepped outside with the shackles, placing them in the dirt before setting them on fire with a powerful shot of Igni.
Yen slowly set about healing each wound on Sabrina’s body, her hands hovering over every wound that she saw, forcing the wounds to heal. Once the more visible wounds were healed, she gathered Sabrina in her arms and brought her to the bedroom, asking her to undress so that she could heal the other wounds on her body.
Sabrina did as she was asked, allowing her torn dress to fall to the floor around her feet. Yen choked back a small sob as she saw the angry welts and long bruises on Sabrina’s back. She immediately set about healing them, ever mindful of each time Sabrina flinched at the faintest touch. Once her back was adequately healed, she had Sabrina sit on the bed so that she could tend to the bruises on her hips, as well as the wounds on her thighs.
The most outspoken member of the Lodge was deathly quiet as Yen healed her, and it broke Yen’s heart to see the poor girl this way. She healed her as quickly as she could, grabbed a new set of clothes for her, and gingerly helped her dress for bed. Once Sabrina was comfortably in bed, Yen told her not to hesitate to call on her again. Sabrina nodded her head, her eyes unfocused as she gazed at the wall behind Yen. Knowing the poor girl would suffer nightmares and be unable to sleep, Yen enchanted her to sleep, clearing her mind of any thoughts related to the incident so that she could sleep peacefully.
She rejoined Geralt outside and immediately fell into his arms, tears slipping down her cheeks as she hugged him tightly.
“Geralt...”
“I know...” He replied, anger radiating in his voice. “Let’s go back to the estate for now... If she needs us, she’ll call.”
Yen nodded in response, conjuring up a portal to take them back to Corvo Bianco.
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Sabrina woke nearly two days later, glancing around her room as everything slowly flooded back to her mind. A deep set rage slowly filled her body, and she jumped out of bed, dressed with the snap of her fingers, grabbed her staff and left her cabin, her eyes glowing as she made her way towards the city.
She didn’t need to travel too far, because the same advisor was also searching for her in the Kaedwin forests. She made her approach, malice glittering in her eyes, calling his attention to her as she approached. Before he could utter a word, she had used her magic to push him into the bark of a large oak, crushing his ribs as she did so. He coughed blood, his eyes wide with fear as he looked at her. She came to stand before him, mere inches away, and allowed her voice to be heard.
“You dared violate me... Desecrate my body for your needs...” She clenched her fingers closer together, squeezing the air from his lungs. “And now you will die like the useless hound that you are... At my hands.”
She pointed her staff at him, her magic bubbling at its end, and released a powerful fireball at the frightened man. When the blast hit, only then did she release her hold on him, listening to his pained howl as he burst into flames beneath the tree. She contained the flames before they could spread to the tree, her anger sated with the death of the man who had taken advantage of her in these very woods. With a final glance at the charred bark of the tree, she turned on her heels and returned to her cabin, shutting herself away so that she could quickly move her home elsewhere.
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She had readjusted to life in Toussaint, choosing to stay far from the city of Beauclair and its surrounding villages as she learned to trust people again. It had only been a handful of weeks since she had killed the advisor, and she had teetered on sickness for several days. When she could take no more, she turned to Yennefer, calling her to ask her to come see her. When Yennefer arrived moments later, a soft sigh of relief passed through her.
“What is it, Sabrina? You sounded worried over our connection.”
“I seem to have contracted a strange illness since I’ve been in Toussaint, and I’m not entirely sure why or what it is.” The red-head explained.
“Describe your symptom for me, please.” Yen asked, taking in the sight of Sabrina’s paler skin and the exhaustion in her eyes. Once Sabrina had explained all of her symptoms to Yen, a sad smile came to the raven-haired sorceresses face.
“What? What is it?” Sabrina questioned, gazing into Yen’s eyes.
“Sabrina... Those are all common symptoms of pregnancy...” Yen spoke, her voice soft as she gazed at the woman before her, watching the pure shock that came to her face. “I only know because I went through the same things when I was pregnant with my daughter, and now again with my second child.”
“Pregnant...?” Sabrina questioned, her voice quivering as she looked at Yen. “N-no... That can’t be... I can’t be pregnant...”
She fell back into the chair, eyes wide with shock as she processed what Yenna had just told her. Yen came to her side, her hands coming to rest on her shoulders as she tried to ease her out of her downward thoughts.
“Sabrina... Dear, listen to me.” Yen spoke, her voice soothing as she kneeled down to gaze into Sabrina’s eyes.
“I... I can’t be pregnant... I just can’t be...” Sabrina cried, tears falling down her cheeks as she stared at the floor.
“Sabrina, look at me please.” Yen coaxed, finally breaking through to Sabrina, who’s eyes came up to meet hers. “Everything will be okay. I can help you do whatever you decide. If you want to keep the baby, I can help you throughout the pregnancy. If you want to give it up for adoption, I can help you find fitting parents. If you want to terminate the pregnancy, I can help you do so. But I can’t help you if you don’t tell me what you need me to do.”
Sabrina sat quiet for some time, her thoughts jumbled with every possibility; if the child would look like the man who sired it, if she could live with the fact that she ended a life that she was partly responsible in creating, how she had even become pregnant in the first place due to her supposedly being sterile, and most importantly, if she would be a good mother. When her thoughts dropped to her chosen outcome, she looked back into Yen’s eyes.
“I wish to keep it...” She whispered, her voice hoarse, but confident. “I wish to raise this baby... But I cannot do it alone...”
“I can help you, and I’m sure the Lodge will stand beside you and help you raise the baby.” She gently took hold of Sabrina’s arms, a smile coming to her lips. “You will make a fine mother.”
“I hope so, Yenna… I hope so.”
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collinson-p · 5 years
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final evaluation.
Introduction
The project consisted of being placed in groups and appointed a certain image that we then, through many different mediums and tasks, such as having photoshoots to recreate the image, and practising our marketing skills through promotion tasks and pitches, had to eventually develop a film of our creation. We used props, costumes, actors, sfx makeup, editing and audio manipulation to resemble the original image in our own way. Throughout this project we also attended many helpful and insightful progression talks surrounding future pathways and courses we may want to be a part of, and notes were made on each of these.
 Research Presentation 
This project started with each individual class member being assigned a certain photo, allocating us into our groups, joining up with peers sharing the same image. The image I received was that of painter Vilhelm Hammershøi’s piece entitled ‘Interior’ Once in groups we had to discuss the image, how we interpreted it individually along with how it made us feel. Then the groups were assigned the task of researching as much as possible on the photo. We wrote all this down and displayed the information thought and discovered using mind maps, spider diagrams, notes, sketches and mood boards, which we then presented to the class. 
Group Research Work
After finding all this information we collectively decided to take the eerie, creepy horror film style for our project. We however noticed how impactful the minimalism of the original painting by Hammershoi was and how avoiding classic horror film cliches would be a smart idea and make our film unique and stand out to others. Following this we would also be able to capture the same essence of The Interior piece. We also discussed researching ways in which an uncomfortable, uneasy feeling could be felt by the viewer through other various techniques such as how audio can be manipulated to cause suspense through sudden, abrupt moments of silence followed by black, empty shots with loud, terrifying low, monotone sounds. I did a lot of research into how I could use audio to my advantage. I learnt how to muffle audio through YouTube tutorials, looked into downloading sample packs of simple sound effects from film such as glass shattering and an argument, however these feel very cheesy and do not fit the tone our film is capturing. We also went out of campus together to conduct location studies into whereabouts we could replicate certain shots and scenes we desired to include in our piece. Popular places were plain, empty, cold areas where Connor, our model, could stand and look very alone and isolated. 
Photography studio work
We wanted to come together and carry out a professional photoshoot using the type of equipment david wanted to test out such as an LED light, gels to accompany the light, costumes, props and correct location. Due to Connor’s absence I was the model for the shoot and am very pleased with the shots my group captured of me. One of the key things we are focusing on is the tone of the original images we were given therefore we ensured the lighting was very harsh and that all the shots are very moody, bold and atmospheric. The gels were used just as an experimentation to see if we would want to use them in the future and if they worked with our ideas. The mask was used to emphasise on my idea of the figure in the shots having their identity stripped away from them along with the jacket to add to that effect. The shoot lasted a while but was worth it for the shots captured. The rest of the day we spent sorting through the hundreds of raw shots and selecting our favourites as inspiration for the upcoming stages and editing practise. This has been utilised very well so most members of the group could come together and express our ideas. 
Storyboards
As a group and individually we began coming up with ideas on what a film based upon/ taking inspiration from our image would include. We decided as a group to do some brainstorming in a dm room downstairs together and just fire ideas onto mindmaps, and then later more developed finalised storyboards. By the end of the day there were many many individual sheets filled with ideas. It has really been about talking and jotting down any ideas or thoughts. Two are my own individual boards along with with the help of Emily for the shot ideas on the second rough storyboard, the others group ones. 
30 Second Elevator Pitch
We pitched our main film idea in a maximum of 30 seconds presented with storyboards and mindmaps, to the class. David gave his pitch and each group shared their ideas therefore helping each group get inspiration from one another, it was also useful as it gave people more experience in pitching ideas with a time limit. 
Film Work
After days of stand-still my group and I decided the best way to move forward and continue with this project would be to separate into two different groups to become way more efficient and actually make real progression with the many tasks at hand. We have had difficulty coming together and agreeing on creative opinions and ideas and as much as we tried it has become evident that in the creative industry getting on perfectly with every other creator and sharing ideas together can not always happen and for some working alone is what they know best and what they excel at. I am relieved this has been solved but am highly concerned with how far behind my group of three now is so these next few weeks are going to be extremely busy and stressful but I believe with my group we can do it to the best of our ability. I have taken the job of compiling all the ideas we had ourselves on our film storyline and re making a storyboard and planning over our group chat what props, equipment, locations, actors, set etc we need for the few days we have left for filming and capturing the shots we require. An idea came from our research task at the start of the project where Emily discussed the possible idea of ida looking small, trapped, isolated and afraid in the interior painting and how we could explore this idea to which I said an abusive relationship could be an interesting, very dark theme to explore and portray. We knew we wanted a very dark, eerie, simple tone to the film as this is how we all interpret the original image itself as seen on my moodboards. There wasn’t actually many inspiration/ video references we used all the shots came from our minds and I took control of the filming process to ensure we were on track and being the most efficient we could possibly be. A lot of the shots I thought of just fit the theme of being very eerie and disturbing but in a unique yet professional manner. one thing we all agreed to steer clear of was horror film clichés, so jumpscares, blood and serial killer plot lines were out of the picture and I actually really like a lot of the shots we captured. 
Conclusion
Sadly this project has been rather stressful with many issues involved but I believe it has been a very useful learning process. I have learnt new skills about working in groups, how in the real world not everyone will be able to agree on creative ideas yet persevering does not always solve all problems and being mature and focused on the project at hand is what must be put first. I am happy with my editing developments and how much I am improving and know now about the processes and programs themselves. I do not mind my final film but also envisioned it a lot differently but I like how unique it is and how my group got to a good result in the end.
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