Star Wars Genderbent Drawing Challenge!

Hullo!!!

Okay, if you don't know-- I am a huge YouTube addict.

So, I have a few drawing YouTube channels I follow and they always do fun challenges, and I have been feeling more and more like I want to do my own drawing challenges on my blog!

SO, I PRESENT TO YOU GENDER BENDING. XD

If you don't know what that is, it's when you take a character and swap their gender and imagine what they would be like! I decided to do this with The Force Awakens characters. :D

 The first character I did this with was Rey! This was my first time ever trying to do this, so not my favorite- but not bad either. :) It's actually pretty hard to figure out how to keep similar features of a girl and turn them into a guy.... I think it's easier changing a guy character into a girl character. ;D

Like Kylo Ren! This is my favorite character to bend and I really like how it turned out! I think it still captures the original features of Kylo Ren. :) I know a lot of people think genderbent things are weird, and it's a little weird even to me, but ultimately I think it's fun and cool! XD

And the final character I bent for this challenge was FINN! I think this one turned out really cool! I like what I did with her hair, it seems Finn like to me. :)

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I hope you liked this post! I did it pretty quickly, but it was still really fun to try out! STRETCH THOSE ARTIST MUSCLES.

*artist muscles cry out in pain cuz I never give them a break*

*shushes artist muscles*

If you wanna see more challenges, maybe even some writing ones- TELL ME! If you have any ideas for challenges- ALSO TELL ME! XD

-Emma-

Which character was your favorite to see genderbent?

Project: Finish What I Started

HI GUYS! XD

I hope you all had a great New Years as well as Christmas, since I was, uh, absent during the holiday season...

*shrug*

Anywhoo! I've been thinking how I've just been so unable to finish any of my drawings lately... Mainly the ones that require lots of coloring and shading and things I practically hate most in the drawing process...

I've started so many drawings I really want to finish, and I thought how it would be really cool to start something fun to help me finish drawings that deserve to be finished!

So, I present to you- Project: Finish What I Started

As long as it takes, I am going to be finishing all of the drawings in my current sketchbook (and possibly older sketchbooks if there are some drawings needing of completion)! And I also am thinking that if anyone else wants to join me in this, they can! Since my blog is open to a ton of people with a lot of different creative outlets- drawing, writing, blogging, music, idk -you can choose which one you'd like to join me with. Or, if you'd rather just watch me make drawings, that's totally fine, too! :) But if you would like to complete some of your own pieces, that story that has been hanging around uncompleted, artwork half done, blog posts abandoned after a lack of motivation, then you can put up the button on your blog or in a post or whatever. :) I don't really know, because it was just now that I thought of other people joining me. ;D

I think this could be a great way to start the New Year off. Here are some drawings I plan to finish during this project!

Going through my sketchbook reminded me of all the hopeless cases of drawings I had forgotten about completely. BUT GUESS WHAT GUYS??? I'M GONNA FINISH THEM EVEN IF THEY TURN OUT REALLY REALLY BAD.

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So! Are any of you guys gonna finish anything alongside me? :) I'm going to get to work on this really soon, and I can't wait for it to be done and for me to see all of the drawings done!
-Emma-

P.S. SPEAK WITH ME. TELL ME IF YOU WATCHED ROGUE ONE. OR MOANA. XD XD

Creating Worlds Writing Camp - The Final Challenge

Hi everyone!

I got to see The Force Awakens again tonight and just OH MY GOSH!! I-I just can't wait two years for the next episode!

O0O

But, anyway, I got some fun Kylo Ren things today!:D I can't wait to show you all soon.:)

But that will be for later! Right now, I have the final challenge for CWWC!

I used all of the prompts-

(I changed the words in this one, I hope that's okay.)

 

Vera gazed down at the cityscape laying below her. Doves from the church she sat perched on flew around her and one even landed near her. It stared inquisitively at her with its head cocked and ruffled its feathers.

“What?” Vera questioned, staring down at it. It cooed and trilled and she deciphered it's squabbles with ease.

“I have two words for you: Supernatural Detective,” she answered and the dove's head cocked to the other side.

“That's right. I speak Dove,” Vera snickered, “Don't act so surprised. It's the 'supernatural' part,” Vera unfolded a newspaper clipping from her pocket and read the mystery she had to solve.

“He was last seen at Indu Gardens...” Vera muttered and stuffed the paper back into her pocket. That was where she must start. She jumped off of the ledge and began to float on the breeze. She didn't know how she did it, but she had accepted her supernatural capabilities long ago and now used them to her advantage. Vera soared to the Indu Gardens and landed inside them, her black boots making a clicking sound as she touched down. Only a few people meandered about the massive garden filled with thousands of flowers. Vera sighed. Thousands. It was going to take her a long time to find any clues about the missing man. She studied the note once more and dove into action. She scanned the rows of flowers, checking for anything unusual.

Someone sighed.

“Look who's digging through the dirt to solve my mystery.”
Vera shot a look behind her shoulder and saw the most annoying girl who worked at the detective company she used to work at.

“Natalie, what do you want?” Vera snapped, twisting to face her.

“I just wanted you to know that you need to buzz out of this case. I'm working on it, and I don't care if you were the best detective at HUR. This is my case and I tend to solve it. I have oodles of more information than you get from reading the news and sites. Unlike other detectives at HUR, I actually care that I solve the mystery myself. Not with the help of a scary girl,” Natalie said, flipping her chestnut brown hair over her shoulder. Vera nodded her head.

“I'm not trying to solve a case,” Vera lied. “I got a new job working at the gardens. Who's missing?”

“Like you don't know,” Natalie grimaced. “Just stay away. That's all. I tend to get the credit I deserve.”

Vera nodded again.

“I understand.”

“Good,” Natalie replied and strutted away.

“Gee. I hate that girl,” Vera muttered to herself.

Sure, Vera wasn't apart of HUR anymore, but why did that mean she couldn't help people by solving cases?

Vera shook her head then tore the newspaper scrap out of her pocket. A phone number of the boy's mother was printed on it. With one more fleeting glance over the immense garden, Vera snapped open her phone and dialed the mom's number.

“Hello?”

“Hi, this is Vera Harrington and I'd like to ask you some questions about your missing son.”

“Have you found him?” the voice on the other side was earnest.

“No, ma'am, but I want to. If you don't mind, what do you think happened to your son?” Vera asked.

The mom sighed.
“I...” she paused and Vera waited. “I shouldn't tell you anything. The police and the detectives I've hired from HUR will find him.”

“No, ma'am, please,” Vera cried, but the receiver clicked off and Vera groaned. She redialed the number but was sent to voice mail.

“Please call me back. I just want to help you find your son,” Vera said into the speaker then ended her message. She looked back at the garden and cracked her knuckles.

“Time to speed this up,” Vera glanced around her for anyone watching then squeezed her eyes shut. Her eyes popped open again and everything became an X-ray. She gazed around her, hoping to find something that would trigger an unusual sign in her vision, when a black square rested below the ground.

“A secret passageway?” Vera whispered to herself and blinked her eyes a couple times, setting them back to their normal vision. For a second, she marveled at her strange abilities, then stepped toward where she saw the black box. It was a completely ordinary flower patch.

Vera scanned the flower patch, searching for some way to get to the secret passageway below it. Touching and fingering the box that contained the flowers, she pulled and pushed trying to open it.

It wouldn't budge.

“Ugh,” Vera muttered. She sat down on the edge of the box and looked at the beautiful, fragrant flowers blooming in the sunshine. One stood out among the others, standing tall with bright red petals that curled and twisted into the center.

Vera felt drawn to it and she reached out her hand to pull it out. As soon as she plucked it out, the flowers began to shake and the edge she sat on grew upwards and she flew to the ground.

“The secret passageway!” Vera cried and stepped into it. She stumbled down a couple steps then remembered her night vision. Squeezing her eyes shut again, she opened them, the dark faded and she saw the details with clarity.

She continued into the chamber and realized that it must be a tunnel. She scooted deeper in and the walls began to widen until there was just black around her. Not even her night vision could penetrate through such pure dark. A hand slipped over her mouth and someone grabbed her arm, jerking it behind her back.

"How did you find me? Who are you? Answer my questions!" A man's voice shouted in her ear. Vera poked her tongue out of her mouth and wiggled it on the man's hand, reminding him that he had his hand over her mouth. He immediately recoiled his hand with a cry of disgust.

"I am a detective."

"How did you find me?" he asked.

"That's what I do," Vera explained.

"My mother told you, didn't she?"

"What? No, she was actually very unhelpful! She hung up on me," Vera replied. "Anyway, how would she know where you are?"

The missing man sighed and released her arm.

"She thinks I'm paranoid, and she knows this is my hiding place," he said.

"Hiding from what?" Vera questioned, an eyebrow raising high.

"A monster."

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I didn't get to finish it all the way, but I thought that made a good ending.;)

And now, we wait to see who will win CWWC...

Keepers....Narnians....Dragons...or Half-Bloods.....

(GOOO KEEEEPERS!!!!:D)

-Emma-



Creating Worlds Writing Camp - Challenge 3 - Part 1

Hey everyone!

 

I have two parts for this challenge. It turned out really long!XD So, here's the first part, the next part will be up tomorrow.:)
These are the prompts I'm using-

 

Loren, I am also using the third one, but for some weird reason it won't let me upload it!:(

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“Where are we going again?” Myka asked, glancing over to her care agent, Beatrice, in the driver's seat.

“Sandy Peaks,” She replied, her eyes glued on the desert road.

“And you said that the person who wants to adopt me is here?” Myka questioned, glancing around at the barren land. “I don't even see anything around.”

“Please be quiet, I am trying to focus,” Beatrice ordered and Myka slouched in her seat. Her gaze darted about the scenery, but there was nothing but dust, sand, rocks, and more sand. In the distance, Myka spotted a road sign swiftly coming closer. Too bored to do anything else, she read it.

You've actually been here before. We just made sure you forgot.

“What?” Myka cried and stared at the passing sign.

“No shouting, Myka!” Beatrice demanded, speaking quite loudly herself. Myka gawked at the sign that was now much closer.

You are now in Sandy Peaks! Watch out for rattle snakes!

“N-no way,” Myka whispered, her brown eyes wide. “Have I ever been here before?”

“No,” Beatrice replied, her lips pursed and eye lids drooping, making her look tired and done with Myka's questions.

“Okay,” Myka muttered, but she couldn't shake that sign. Maybe it was a prank. Myka contemplated the idea. It was probably an electric sign that changed the picture.

“It must be,” Myka snickered as she thought about how she had believed a silly prank.

They drove down the bumpy path for another hour until Myka spotted a dirt colored town at the top of a hill. Nerves built up in Myka as they drove up to a massive, towering gate that surrounded the town.

“Why do they need such a huge gate around the town?” Myka asked Beatrice as she rolled down the window to speak with the man at the gate.

“I am here with the 'package' for Yvette. I need to deliver her,” Beatrice explained to him and he nodded his head with a beaming smile and opened the gates for us.

“What's he so happy about?” Myka asked and Beatrice rolled her eyes. “Is this where I am going to be living?” Myka questioned. Beatrice stopped the car. Dread, fear, and excitement mingled inside of Myka making her want to jump out of the car and making her want to hide under the dashboard.

Beatrice clicked her seat belt off and opened the car door. Myka rushed out of the car in a great burst of speed, feeling that if she didn't do it quickly, she might not do it at all.

There was no one there.

Myka didn't know if she was more relieved or worried.

“Where is everyone?” Myka inquired. Beatrice dialed her phone but then grimaced.

“What?” Myka asked. “What's wrong?”

“No service,” She grumbled a reply.

“S-sorry I'm late!” A woman in a head wrap and long gray dress raced up to them. “John had some trouble with Hannah-”

“Who's Hannah?” Myka asked.

“Well, she's our cow!” The woman replied with a smile and pulled down her head wrap.

“You have a cow?”

“More than one! And chickens and pigs and one very stuck up rattlesnake!” She continued.

“You have a rattlesnake as a pet?”

“They are good protectors.”
“Of what?” Myka continued to drill her with questions, but the woman only smiled at this one.

“I am Athari,” She said and shook Beatrice's hand. “Myka, how about you go get your things. I am going to deal with the papers and you'll find it very boring!” Myka nodded and retreated back to the car and grabbed her bags, but not before she heard the hushed whisper of Athari.

“Thank you so much for bringing her back to us.”

Back? Myka couldn't help but think back on the electric sign. She grabbed her bags and thrust them towards the two woman.

“Everything's settled! Come meet the rest of the family!” Athari guided her to a large dome shaped house at the edge of the city and pushed her inside, grinning the whole way.

“So, this is it? This is home?” Myka questioned Athari as she glanced around the ordinary house. It had a kitchen and a set of stairs that marched up to a second floor. A sitting room full of gray brown furniture was to the right and it had a couple of offices and such rooms sprinkled about the house. And it was completely ordinary. Honestly, she had been expecting more.

“John!” Myka yelled and an older man came hobbling from the back door.
“Is this her?” He asked.

“Yes!” Athari cried, grinning broadly. John's dry lips twisted into a smile.

“You're going to save our town, are you?” He questioned.

“What?” Myka asked, her eyes widening.

“Oh, hush, Jo!” Athari grabbed Myka's bags and gestured for her to follow her up the stairs.

Myka walked up after her, wondering if she had heard John right.

Save their town? Why was it even in need of saving?

“Gracie is up here. Gracie!” Athari shouted as they reached the top.

“What?” A voice asked.

“Come meet Myka!” Athari ordered and a sulking girl stomped over to her. She was just a year or so younger than Myka herself.

“So you are what everyone's talking about? I don't see it. Have you ever even seen a normal sized snake?” Gracie asked, her eyes accusing.

“Um, no,” Myka replied, wondering what that had to do with anything. “But I heard you guys have a rattlesnake.”

“Yeah, stay away from him, he is venomous. He may get rid of the mice and other pests but he would sink his teeth into you in a minute,” Gracie remarked.

“Enough of that. Gracie, go check on the animals,” Athari said and Gracie nodded and went down the stairs.

“So what was she talking about with snakes?” Myka questioned as she followed Athari into a bedroom.

Athari sighed.

“I don't want to alarm you, or overwhelm you, but you're going to find out sometime. Sit down, Myka,” Athari sat down on the bed and Myka mimicked her.

“You- you were born with great purpose. You were born to defeat the Slyght. The Slyght is a monstrous, huge snake-like creature that comes every summer and destroys and kills whatever it can lay hands upon. Livestock. Structures-” Athari's jaw clenched, “-Humans.

“And now...tomorrow is the beginning of summer, and the prophecy says you are going to kill it, if it doesn't kill you first.”

Myka gazed at Athari, her mouth shut, her eyes as round as saucers.

“You're kidding right. I don't even know all of you! I'm just an orphan-”

“An orphan who has been restored to her true family. Myka, you are my daughter.”

She stared at Athari.

“You-you're my...mother?” Myka clenched her jaw as she scrutinized Athari's face. The same cheekbones, the same lips, but her eyes were a pale blue, completely opposite from Myka's deep brown.

“Explain,” Myka said, “everything.”

“I was married and we were having a child. My husband, your father, had always been a target of the Slyght, as was I. We could tell that the prophecy was going to be about our child. So we followed the prophecy's rules. When you were born, we had to send you away. We had to make sure the Slyght didn't kill you before you were ready. Then we-I called you back. And now you are going to kill the Slyght and bring back peace to Sandy Peaks,” Athari finished.

“You have to be kidding. How do I not know about this place? The sign! It was right. What happened?”

“We made sure that you were sent away as quickly as you could be. You were gone within the month you first came here. I'm sorry.”

“What happened to my father? Is John my father?” Myka held back a gag but was relieved when Athari laughed.

“No, no! John is your father's father, your grandfather, my father-in-law,” Athari explained.

“What about what happened to my father?” Myka pressed. Athari's smile crumbled and she looked to the ground.

“He was killed by the Slyght.”

“What?” Myka questioned, her expression blank. “So, I'll never know him, my true father.”

“I'm so sorry, Myka,” Athari sighed, a tear slipping out of the corner of her eye.

“Athari, I need to rest and process this...stuff...um, I'm going to bed.”

Athari nodded, tears still in her eyes, and clicked the door shut. And although it was midday, Myka cried herself to sleep.

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I hope you liked it!:D I also have a post of more of my guy drawings I did so, I think that will probably be up on Monday.:)

-Emma-