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[CocoaJin]

Jack Gallows, on 08 December 2012 - 07:19 AM, said:

Are you using GIMP or Photoshop? If you're using GIMP maybe we can get on TS or C3 and I can see if I can an help you a little more in depth.

Im on GIMP, that would be great! I havent had any tutorials on using these editors, Ive had GIMP for a couple of years now, but Ive just recently(last couple of months) made an effort to get into to it...Ive just been learning as I go along.

I can use TS3 or C3, which ever works for you. Either would just be a quick download and install on to my laptop.

Edited by CocoaJin, 08 December 2012 - 06:58 PM.

[Jack Gallows]

1st Blackburn's Raiders Highlander:


I feel like I'm getting comfortable with certain aspects of doing repaints, but some things keep taking a long time or I end up having to settle for something I wish I could do better at (and spend hours trying to figure it out.) I guess that's just something that'll come with time and becoming more comfortable with GIMP. (Well, hoping to get Photoshop someday.)

Any critiques or suggestions welcome!

CocoaJin, on 08 December 2012 - 06:53 PM, said:

Im on GIMP, that would be great! I havent had any tutorials on using these editors, Ive had GIMP for a couple of years now, but Ive just recently(last couple of months) made an effort to get into to it...Ive just been learning as I go along.

I can use TS3 or C3, which ever works for you. Either would just be a quick download and install on to my laptop.

I'll send you a PM once I've got some available time and we can work something out, a bit busy atm with work due to the holidays and a RL issue that keeps me away from a computer most of the day.

Edited by Jack Gallows, 08 December 2012 - 10:23 PM.

[CocoaJin]

Jack Gallows, on 08 December 2012 - 10:03 PM, said:

I'll send you a PM once I've got some available time and we can work something out, a bit busy atm with work due to the holidays and a RL issue that keeps me away from a computer most of the day.

No worries, when ever its good for you.

[CocoaJin]

This is a spin-off from my "Black Death", Bubonic Plague inspired theme that I'll have once the Flea is released. Instead of the mainly black palette i'd use in game, I figured I'd play around with some color.



I think I'll try this out again using a digital camo print instead.

Edited by CocoaJin, 09 December 2012 - 01:56 AM.

[Sparks Murphey]

Looking nice! I tend to steer clear of true blacks in my art, simply because there's no way to darken them further to add shadows or texture details; a dark grey takes its place instead. That said, that's one mean looking Flea!

[CocoaJin]

Sparks Murphey, on 09 December 2012 - 03:04 AM, said:

Looking nice! I tend to steer clear of true blacks in my art, simply because there's no way to darken them further to add shadows or texture details; a dark grey takes its place instead. That said, that's one mean looking Flea!

Maybe next time I'll dry a darkened redish-grey. As you said, it was hard to get the mech's detail to show through. Perhaps I could try to manually add some soft specular on the chassis to give it some detail next time.

Edit:
experimented with manually adding some reflection/specular on the model...i'll continue to try and refine the method for future use.

Edited by CocoaJin, 09 December 2012 - 04:21 AM.

[L zard]

'Tis a thing of beauty, Col.........now all you need is Rank markings!

[Jack Gallows]

L zard, on 09 December 2012 - 04:36 AM, said:

'Tis a thing of beauty, Col.........now all you need is Rank markings!

Each Raider 'mech is supposed to be semi generic, won't be adding rank markings to any of them specifically. (And combat wise, that'd be bad for the Officer in said 'mech as it'd paint a target on him/her.) Glad you and the rest of the guys like it though

@Cocojin: Could alter the saturation and brightness/contrast to help with some of the darker colors so that you don't need to do a lot of alteration to bring out some more detail/color.

[Ironhawk]

For my son: Lightning MechQueen

[Hayden]

Ironhawk, on 09 December 2012 - 06:59 AM, said:

For my son: Lightning MechQueen

Your son is lucky

[Jack Gallows]

Ka-Chow!

[Odanan]

Ironhawk, on 09 December 2012 - 06:59 AM, said:

For my son: Lightning MechQueen

My son loves the Lightning McQueen too.

BTW: his first (and only word so far) is ˜Car˜ (Portuguese: ˜Carro˜).

Edited by Odanan, 09 December 2012 - 02:55 PM.

[CocoaJin]

Ironhawk, on 09 December 2012 - 06:59 AM, said:

For my son: Lightning MechQueen

Ok!....That's it!.......YOU WON!

Edited by CocoaJin, 09 December 2012 - 06:36 PM.

[Mr Mantis]

racing flea
First Attempt at photoshop recolor. Not much for insignia and rank stuff, keep it clean.


Donno about this one but i spent some time on it so i might as well put it up
Made from the skin of an octopus picture i found.

Giraffe print, okay.

Wood armor, That is about all the mech will have. This took forever.

[Odanan]

That wooden armor is terrific!

[Hayden]

I found wood armor to be fun. I also liked giraffe.

EDIT: The Pillar of Teak is strong with this one...

Edited by Hayden, 10 December 2012 - 07:56 AM.

[Nacon]

Well that look..... flammable.

[clutchgetspaid]

Urge to hit wooden Flea with Flamers and Inferno SRMs, rising...

[Jack Gallows]

From: Col. Jack Gallows

C/O: 1st Blackburn's Raiders

To: [COMSTAR OMITTED]

"Come into my parlor, said the Spider to the Flea...."

-Begin Transmission-

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"This is Jackrabbit One, heat signature detected inside the city. Intermittent lock. Request permission to check out, Sub-Commander?" His bones ached, every hour of this useless mission had him sitting in his cramped cockpit looking for ghost signatures. Crackling to life with a loud pop, Damn! I wish they'd fix that speaker, the reply came quickly "Roger Jackrabbit One, maybe you'll find some more tumbleweeds to shoot at." He couldn't help but grimace, after two full weeks of supposedly "occupying" this St. Ives dustball, it had only left him bored and choking on sand and coolant.

Their mission was to perform "training maneuvers" on a St. Ives world, hoping to prod the local military into confrontations, thus allowing the Capellan Confederation to cite a grievance against them. In turn, they'd demand compensation and the cessation of the planet back into the Confederation, all legal supposedly. Of course, Recruit Tao'sin hadn't been told this by his superiors, but it pays to be generous with your C-bills in the palms of the right individuals.

Kicking the throttle to full, his Flea jumped to life and darted towards the low buildings of a partially evacuated city just 10k meters away from the main body of his unit. I'm probably about to go scare some tanker, we've been jumping at anything with a pulse for the last three days. There'd been no sight of a unified force holding the planet, no communications coming in system nor upon making planet fall. Fighting had happened, but the enemy hadn't taken any casualties and no one had been able to radio back any markings. For all they knew, it was just some locals causing trouble, but even the locals seemed confused.

His Commander had written it down to guerrillas, and didn't see them as a serious threat. No one had died, but there had to be a reason nothing big hadn't happened yet. Tao'sin was beginning to get more radar responses as he passed the first few buildings, his "bandit" was moving in the city. Moving rather fast by the looks of it, too. "Sub-Commander, this is Jackrabbit One, might have one possible contact, bearing 150 Degrees of the main body, moving right to left."

Silence.

Nothing but the thrum of his fusion engine and the stomps of his giant metal feet could be heard as he slowed to get a better grasp of his surroundings. "Repeat, Sub-Commander, this is Jackrabbit One, might have one possible contact, bearing 150 Degrees of the main body, moving right to left." Crackling noises popped out of his speakers, but nothing else came from them. Rounding a rather tall building, he got another report from his radar from what he'd been investigating. Wait, that's TWO different contacts?! then an icy feeling slammed him in the gut as he laid eyes on his initial contact. Peering out at him from 800 meters across a wide street, a Commando stood half covered by the next building. I'm being jammed, I'm in a trap!

Panicking, Tao'sin wheeled his machine around as fast as he could and slammed his throttle against it's physical stop, making his machine lurch to life so violently it almost slipped sideways as his metal feet found purchase on the pavement. He barely had time for his brain to register the green streak out of the very side curve of his 360 degree HUD. His computer labeled it a SPD-7D right as it plowed into his 'mech.

It was the loudest crash he'd ever heard, and he was sure he only heard part of it as his world went black then filled with excruciating pain shooting up his back, shoulders, and head.....

"Welcome to the St.Ives Compact, hope you enjoy your stay."

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Edited by Jack Gallows, 10 December 2012 - 07:31 PM.

[Hayden]

Jack Gallows, on 10 December 2012 - 06:27 PM, said:

From: Col. Jack Gallows

C/O: 1st Blackburn's Raiders

To: [COMSTAR OMITTED]

"Come into my parlor, said the Spider to the Flea...."

-Begin Transmission-

----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"This is Jackrabbit One, heat signature detected inside the city. Intermittent lock. Request permission to check out, Sub-Commander?" His bones ached, every hour of this useless mission had him sitting in his cramped cockpit looking for ghost signatures. Crackling to life with a loud pop, Damn! I wish they'd fix that speaker, the reply came quickly "Roger Jackrabbit One, maybe you'll find some more tumbleweeds to shoot at." He couldn't help but grimace, after two full weeks of supposedly "occupying" this St. Ives dustball had only left him bored and choking on sand and coolant.

Their mission was to perform "training maneuvers" on a St. Ives world, hoping to prod the local military into confrontations, thus allowing the Capellan Confederation to cite a grievance against them. In turn, they'd demand compensation and the cessation of the planet back into the Confederation, all legal supposedly. Of course, Recruit Tao'sin hadn't been told this by his superiors, but it pays to be generous with your C-bills in the palms of the right individuals.

Kicking the throttle to full, his Flea jumped to life and darted towards the low buildings of a partially evacuated city just 10k meters away from the main body of his unit. I'm probably about to go scare some tanker, we've been jumping at anything with a pulse for the last three days. There'd been no sight of a unified force holding the planet, no communications coming in system nor upon making planet fall. Fighting had happened, but the enemy hadn't taken any casualties and no one had been able to radio back any markings. For all they knew, it was just some locals causing trouble, but even the locals seemed confused.

His Commander had written it down to guerrillas, and didn't see them as a serious threat. No one had died, but there had to be a reason nothing big hadn't happened yet. Tao'sin was beginning to get more radar responses as he passed the first few buildings, his "bandit" was moving in the city. Moving rather fast by the looks of it, too. "Sub-Commander, this is Jackrabbit One, might have one possible contact, bearing 150 Degrees of the main body, moving right to left."

Silence.

Nothing but the thrum of his fusion engine and the stomps of his giant metal feet could be heard as he slowed to get a better grasp of his surroundings. "Repeat, Sub-Commander, this is Jackrabbit One, might have one possible contact, bearing 150 Degrees of the main body, moving right to left." Crackling noises popped out of his speakers, but nothing else came from them. Rounding a rather tall building, he got another report from his radar from what he'd been investigating. Wait, that's TWO different contacts?! then an icy feeling slammed him in the gut as he laid eyes on his initial contact. Peering out at him from 800 meters across a wide street, a Commando stood half covered by the next building. I'm being jammed, I'm in a trap!

Panicking, Tao'sin wheeled his machine around as fast as he could and slammed his throttle against it's physical stop, making his machine lurch to life so violently it almost slipped sideways as his metal feet found purchase on the pavement. He barely had time for his brain to register the green streak out of the very side curve of his 360 degree HUD. His computer labeled it a SPD-7D right as it plowed into his 'mech.

It was the loudest crash he'd ever heard, and he was sure he only heard part of it as his world went black then filled with excruciating pain shooting up his back, shoulders, and head.....

"Welcome to the St.Ives Compact, hope you enjoy your stay."

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AWESOME!

Again, giant blinding smile!