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Doodles
1. Ren, Stimpy and Balto
2.Mario in Team Fortress 2 (heavy)
3.Long Furby
4.the Blond Brothers...Barry and Flapjack
5.Godzilla and Courage (kangaroo monster)
Godzilla | Mothra | Rodan | Ghidorah
I like monsters.
Godzilla Minus One
It wasn't until yesterday did I get to see Goji's newest outing in black and white. I never got to see it in color. But to be the only one in the theatre, that is an experience I will never forget. Everyone in Minus One did amazing, even the special effects artists, the composer, the designers. Everyone.
I don't have much to say than what has already been said by the majority of people.
Minus One is also the first Godzilla movie I've seen in a theater. I wish I could have seen it in color, but just seeing it at all has been a blessing to me. Frankly, I don't get many opportunities to watch films in theaters.
Human Shin Godzilla Sketches
While I put much effort into any human version design I make, Shin Godzilla has been a great struggle for me as I don't quite know how I want him to look like. He's the product of nuclear waste, the persecution of the masses, and always in pain. Do I do what I did with Minus One and have Goji wear something like what the human characters wear? Do I make him look like an old god?
The only thing I really know I want for Shin's design is the large burn scar across his left eye. Otherwise, I'm at a loss, but will keep at it until I feel happy about it.
Godzilla Minus One won Best VFX at The Academy Awards!
I'm so freaking happy about this! The King of the Monsters is almost 70 years old and this is his first Hollywood Oscar win!
I wonder what those who have worked on the Godzilla films but have since passed away think of the win. What does Ishiro Honda think? Ifukube? Tanaka? Nakajima?
I hope that, wherever they are, they are happy about the win and getting recognized by the west, not as monster movies, but for the cinema they are.
Gojirin!
I uh... I ran out of regular paper... I'm working on getting actual sketchbook paper, it's just going to be a hot minute before then.
Shimo and Space Godzilla
I just wanted to draw some crystal buddies. They cool.
Shin Godzilla
My notes are in the video here, but I will put some here.
Designing a more human version of Shin Godzilla was so complicated. What he represents, what he is, what the film is critiquing, etc. He is the persecution of the masses, the god of destruction. How does one draw that?
Like most, Shin Godzilla is high up on the list of the favorites of all of Goji's filmography.
I got to watch Godzilla-1 in Imax. Bro, it's so good! I'd actually recommend it to non godzilla fans it's that good!
New video I made for YouTube and TikTok. As much as this series keeps me up at night. I can't help but think of the hilarity of a living Godzilla suit acting casual about it. Like, imagine TMITS genuinely doesn't realize he's scary af.
There they are, the rascals that started it all!
Goodbye 2023, you were the best year of my life.
The Sufferer and Bringer of Pain
Pain. It was the first thing he ever knew. His first impression of this damning world. His tormentor and ally, the one thing that he knew would never leave him. Pain. That was the name he gave himself. But to humanity, he was known as Gojira. The monster that gave the world the same pain he felt. And he felt a lot of pain.
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His whole body burned with the fury of hell itself. He collapsed, screaming and writhing in agony. His eyes dry, his scales scorched, his muscles tender, his breathing labored and the smell of the air stinging his nostrils. With clenched teeth, he pried his eyes open. The ground was black and lifeless, the sky covered by dark smoke. He shut his eyes when the stinging became unbearable. He needed to escape the pain. He forced his weakened arms to move. He began dragging his body aimlessly, desperately trying to escape this waking nightmare.
After an eternity, his nostrils fell into water. It was cool and soothing, he crawled further into the depths, the currents massaging his sore body. Although he couldn't breathe and the pain still lingered, he felt oddly at peace. That was until his lungs couldn't wait a moment longer for air and he risked inhaling. Water plunged into his nostrils, filling his lungs. His eyes shot open and he flailed his limbs in an effort to swim up. He breached the surface violently, coughing up water and taking in precious air.
Once the pain in his lungs and nostrils lessened, he noticed his surroundings. He was in a large body of water, the only land in sight was surrounded by smoke and burning scents. That must have been where he had awoken. Further up, the smoke formed a mushroom shape that seemed to be expanding. He huffed, the smoke burned and he did not wish to be there when it expanded to where he was. He turned away from the land and began swimming. His species weren't meant to swim, but he found kicking the water with his legs sufficed. With his head bobbing just above the surface, he began his journey in this new terrain.
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His legs were tiring from the endless swimming. He was starting to fear he'd exhaust himself and sink into the depths to either drown or be snatched by a large beast. The sun had gone, leaving him with only the soft moonlight to see with. Just as his head began to lull into the water, he spotted something from the corner of his vision. It was warm light, fire perhaps. Fire meant land and so he changed course towards the tiny lights.
Getting closer to the land, he welcomed the feeling of ground beneath his feet. Although his legs wobbled as he waded towards the shore and his drying scales were met with the return of the burning pain. Still, he was hungry and exhausted. It would take more than pain and weakness to stop him from seeking his needs.
Now on land, he saw more lights which were even smaller than he expected. Coming closer, he noticed they came from strange rocks. He sniffed at the nearest one, its scent was weirder than its appearance. He huffed and moved further into the assembly of glowing rocks. One of his steps was met with a loud noise and a warm sensation at his foot. He looked down to see that he stepped on something. It might have been one of the rocks, smoke and fire now took its place. He tilted his head curiously, the fire did not hurt.
As he bent to observe the destruction, he heard a sharp noise. He turned his head to face a small screaming creature. He had never seen one like it before. He moved his head closer, it began running away. He snapped his jaws but missed it as it ran behind a rock.
He followed it, turning the corner to see more of the small creatures. At the sight of him, they screamed and ran away. The sight exciting his predatory instincts, he bellowed a hunting cry. But what came out of him was not his roar. Startled, he cut his cry short. The sound riled the little ones and their commotion increased. He marched onward, although they were too small to his liking, there may have been enough of them to ease his hunger. He leaned down to snatch some. But was startled by his claws dragging on the ground. He knew his arms weren't that long. He jolted to his full height, analyzing his body for the first time.
What he saw was not his body. His scales were ashy black and jagged like magma rock. His pecks were enlarged. His arms were elongated. His wrists twisted unnaturally. His claws had an extra digit. He felt like puking, his body was beyond deformed.
His horror was cut short as something knocked him in the chest. He cried out in shock, hearing the strange voice coming out of him once more. He was hit again, this time he saw what hit him, some sort of fire ball. Another one hit him, this time he saw where it came from. Little flying things were circling him and throwing these projectiles at him. He didn't understand any of it. He was in a strange world with strange creatures in a strange body. He felt like weeping. He wanted it all to stop. His back began to warm. He opened his jaws, feeling something about to come out.
Fire shot out of his mouth, destroying everything in its path. The power jerked his head back, but he quickly adjusted. Realizing the beam was draining his energy, he decided to work with it. He aimed it at the flying creatures, finding satisfaction in the way they exploded into flames. Once the sky was rid of them, he aimed his beam at the rocks surrounding him. They too violently burst to flames. Once he was spent, the beam dissipated. He panted, looking at the destruction surrounding him. Although he had used all his energy to bring about such destruction, he found satisfaction in it. For the first time since he'd awoken in this hell, he felt powerful. He stomped and flung his head towards the heavens, releasing a victory cry in his new voice. He was Pain, the sufferer and the bringer.
While writing lore for my self-indulgent kaiju au, I've referenced so many irl animals that I genuinely think I could get away with monetizing it just by changing the species into the animals I reference.
Gojiras are wolves that spit boiling water. Rodans are fire bending ravens. Humans are ants that use magic to make golems, which is what Mechagodzilla and King Ceasar are. Mosura is a barn owl that is worshipped by moths. The Xillians are cockroaches, and Ghidorahs are modified bats made by them. Also, Anguirus is a boar, and Battra is a great horned owl.
I even thought of a naming scheme for the wolves/gojiras. Offspring are named after the season they were born in and something that fits them. Godzilla Jr is named Winterstream. His raven brother, Fire Rodan, is named Summerbreeze.
The tricky part is figuring out what Kong and Gamera would be because having a straight-up gorilla and tortoise might be too obvious.
Pain Makes a Friend
Pain observed his reflection. It was slightly distorted by the currents, but otherwise he could see his image clearly. Sharp amber eyes peered from beneath narrowed brows. Pointed ears jutted out from the back of his skull. Notable nostrils rested on a muscular muzzle. Jagged scales lined the top of his head and lead down to his back. Pain huffed, watching his animated nostrils scrunch then stretch. To this day, he had yet to see anything like him.
Pain got off his front claws and continued sauntering along the coast line, his vigilant eyes scanning for anything edible. It had been many seasons since he first awoke in his new world. Since then he had learned many things. There were creatures as big as him, some even bigger, but most were puny like the little ones. The little ones made colonies of glowing rocks and other strange things. They also made and controlled metallic creatures designed to harm things like him. And most importantly, there was nothing that could kill him.
He spotted something washed up on the beach. He quickened his pace slightly. There was no reason to hurry, but he was eager to eat. As he got closer, the thing moved. It was still alive apparently, but that was no issue to Pain. The animal growled and snapped at the air with a powerful beak, warning of what it was capable of. Pain nearly snorted at the threat. When he was practically on top of it, the creature lunged at him. Pain dodged the attack and maneuvered to bite the creature's neck. It cried out which made Pain tighten his grip, his teeth digging further into the flesh. The animal continued struggling, flailing about to dislodge Pain's jaws. It moaned in agony. Once Pain had enough of the pathetic display, he quickly twisted his head, snapping the animal's neck. As much as he enjoyed toying with his food, he was hungry.
He happily dug into his meal, reveling as the warm blood smeared his lips. Fully enjoying the fine eating, Pain failed to notice something approaching. During a meaty bite, he spotted it eating his kill from the other side. It was brown and covered in spikes. It smelled male, roughly around Pain's age. After swallowing his mouthful, Pain emitted a warning shriek. Though the young male flinched, he did not cease eating. Well, he was warned.
Pain began charging, feeling the energy inside him build up in his dorsal fins. Once he felt he had enough, he released the energy from his maw. The male dodged the blast, rolling to the side. He puffed his chest, inhaling deeply. Then released an Earth shattering cry. Pain was launched back, now on the ground, he felt himself being pushed further still. Once the young male was out of breath, he recollected himself and shouted again. Pain hadn't felt such a thing since he was a pup in his old world when the forces of a hurricane were concentrated on him. And the sound was deafening. Pain shook his head to no avail, at that rate he'd go deaf.
No, he refused to let himself be pushed around. Especially from a freak with a loud roar. Pain began to charge again. He held onto the energy, waiting for the male to lose his breath. Once the opportunity presented itself, he unleashed his energy, aiming straight at the male's stupid face. The male cried out, the beam knocking him onto his back. Pain scrambled to his feet and rushed over to stomp his foot onto the male's exposed belly. Unlike his spiky back and tail, the male's belly was soft. He started charging, more than ready to end this troublesome juvenile's life. The brown male tried to ready his own attack, but Pain was quick to stomp the air out of him. The male wheezed, his brown eyes staring into Pain's. Despite the hopeless situation, there was no fear in his eyes, only determination. It was enough to make Pain hesitate.
Suddenly, the male's tail wacked Pain's thigh, the spikes pierced through the tough scales. Pain released his beam, the male swerving out of its path. The male's tail then dislodged itself and wrapped around the base of Pain's and jerked him back. Disoriented, Pain fell back with ease. Only when his dorsal fins had hit the ground did he realized what just happened. He scrambled to his feet, ready to continue the fight. But he was shocked to find that the male had began eating again.
Pain tilted his head, regarding his foe with a different perspective. The male had brazenly approached another creature, seemingly with no intention to fight. When he was attacked, he retaliated. When he was met with what could've been death, he had no fear, only determination. Then when he seemed to have won the fight, he continued with his business. An odd specimen.
For the first time since he'd awoken, Pain joined another creature to eat. He looked at the young male from across the corpse. He seemed to have no interest in Pain now that he was allowed to eat. Looking closer, Pain realized that the other male had a likeness to a creature from his old world. Although, the likeness was broad and the creature he remembered wasn't a predator. Then again, Pain himself was morbidly warped from his original image. Did the other male feel the same way? Did he also have a rude awakening in a strange world filled with strange creatures in a strange body? Was he scared once, too? Had he conquered that fear as well?
The male looked up from his meal. At first there was annoyance in them, but it quickly turned to something softer when they met Pain's gaze. Consideration perhaps? Or maybe sympathy? It would be the first anything looked at Pain with such thoughts. The male's eyes flicked down to Pain's body. Did he recognize him too? The male returned his gaze to Pain's eyes. They stood there for a moment. Both digging for something without knowing what they were searching for. Then the male huffed, breaking the eye contact. He moved away from the corpse and settled in the sand. Once he was comfortable, he looked at Pain expectantly. When Pain only stared stupidly at him, the male called out. It sounded beckoning, that's when it clicked. Pain limped over and settled next to the other male. Once Pain seemed comfortable, the male rested his head and closed his eyes. Pain did the same, already deciding a name for his new companion. Stubborn.