A doodle of a Zaku urbanmech

This might be the perfect mecha of all time

Uploaded a better version of the Odachi Styra.

Pg.31 WIP for my short story 38Hrs in Darkness. For my studio's upcoming anthology Ante Up!

the future hasnt looked bright for a while now

Does anyone else have this nasty habit of bouncing between two kinds of thought that goes somewhat like this:

"I would like to be chosen by someone for who I am"
and
"Stop making everything about you"

Turning 24 brought some bad things back.

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Not much new to promote, just reposting a design I'm proud of.

This is my Melander AC. There are many like it, but this one is mine.

Neural Helmets

9 sketches of pilot helmets with muzzle/oxygen masks, trying to find the right dog shape for the helmet

researching ways to stack a dog silhouette on another dog silhouette

#art #mechsploitation #sketches

OPEN BLUE. GRAND WESTERN. SANDSTONE LAYS SIDEWAYS, TRACING LINES ACROSS THE DESERT. SOMETHING ANCIENT AND TERRIBLE HAS TURNED THIS WORLD ON ITS SIDE. But that doesn't matter to you, Filament. You choose, today and forever, to ignore the cracks in your dying world. Because as long as that turbine spins, as long as that hydraulic loop has pressure, your body has wings. And it means you'll be free. Even if you'll never know where, or why. Even if you'll never come home again. ENDLESS PATROL. ONE MORE CLEAR NIGHT. DON'T YOU LOVE ME, PILOT? The future is never. You'll never see her again, Pilot. Not between your sheets, nor the doorways of your home, and never in your arms again. You'll never remember that face, only the contours, contrails, burned into white vortex and wake at the corners of her smile. Remembering the trace of her hands on your back will forever be the same as surface flow, rolling and coiling and then pouring off into tides of unclean nothingness. Fluid dynamics. The depths of memory. You'll never separate us. It's all the same, now. The sea and the sky, dark blue to endless dark blue. Together, fingers interlinked, tendons and ailerons together. Infrared searching, eyes flitting. Thermal outlines of hips and canards and shoulder blades and weapon bays. Bodies, the same. Sea, like the sky. You're going to get into that cockpit again. Walk the line, that razor's edge. There's nowhere like the sky anymore, not for you. Come and chase the untouchable. Come find us, in the merge. That's where you'll feel it, one more time, Pilot. FIRST LOVE AND LAST AGAIN. MACH TWO AGAINST YOUR LIPS. TOUCH THE SKY, OR DIE TRYING.

ENDLESS PATROL. ONE MORE CLEAR NIGHT. DON'T YOU LOVE ME, PILOT?

A Troubled Tau

#DiceyJuneArt

Rat arbiter: Were it so cheesy....

I need more weird cables and tech on this man

Harkonnen soldier/Killy type drifter

Shelley and XM's mech designs, a rugged old design compared to a much larger Evangelion-styled one.

Arms Race

#ひとりYAMAHAまつり

Prim

TRVE

I have a craving for armored core 6 rn

FFFFUUUCKCKKCKKC I NEED TO REINSTALL AC6

Deep down, everyone is a "Don't talk to me until I've had my coffee" type of person

Lots to consider. Thanks!

what if it were the whole square?

Would you buy this as a sticker?