A Selfish Post? Maybe.

Today I am sharing an image I took this past week of an outfit and someankle boots I worked on as I try to recreate my store, and actually do...

Quiet Day

Sometimes you just need a quiet day to sit and reflect.

Blue

The day the world stopped spinning.

Real Talk: Lymphedema

Anarya's Story

I....Am A Librarian

A Return Attempt Is Made.

Showing posts with label Elephante Poses. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Elephante Poses. Show all posts

Tuesday, April 2, 2019

Cowboy Take Me Away

     Admittedly, I am not actually a huge country music fan, which is apparently strange for someone that lives in the Southeast of the US. Oddly enough, that genre appears to be my stronger suit when it comes to singing. Go figure. I just saw all of this in my inventory one day and felt inspired to mess around in Photoshop and (badly) put together another image of myself superimposed over a background after I couldn't find an adequate sim that felt country enough to me or had the fencing I was looking for to stand in front of. If I missed a sim that would have worked, well...oops. Maybe next time.

     I was able to figure out a little short story to write up to go along with the image this time, sadly, so here's the image and the credits!

The credits:

Monday, March 18, 2019

2938: Escape From Astraeus Station

    She peered around the corner, looking down the corridor. One, two, three....four. Shit. Ducking back out of sight, she brought her hand to rest on the light saber at her side. "Where are you," she hissed in a low tone. The sound of lasers echoed in her earpiece, followed by Altyn snapping at her that they were under heavy fire outside the escape pods. Great. Squaring her shoulders, she unsheathed the saber and peered around the corner again. Seven. Well, this just gets better and better.

    Here goes nothing...
She stepped from her hiding spot, and the armored men turned to look at her, reaching quickly for their weapons. A cry arisen, those with sabers started for her, and the ones with guns opened fire. Tuck and roll. She went down, rolling to dodge bullets, and her shoulders pressed to the floor, using momentum to push herself up, and the saber drew out, the faint blue glow illuminating the hall around her. Slashing at the air, she deflected lasers firing her way, dodging those she missed with a spin, and met her fellow saber-wielders with an echoing crackle, pushing back against one, a leg kicking out to knock another back.

   In her ear, she heard the continued battle for the escape pods, and she fought back harder, stepping back with a twirl of her saber before rushing forward, intent on taking down all in her path. One way or another, she would get to her people so they could all escape.



The credits: